Chapter 7

The Jing'an Hall is divided into the main house, east and west wing rooms, and there is a spacious corridor outside the wing rooms leading to the front of the main house.

From the outside, the lush and verdant pear tree is a hundred-year-old pear tree. Its winding branches stretch out and cover most of the front yard. There are many plump fruits hanging between the green leaves. It seems that it will mature in a month or two.White marble tables, chairs and a swing are placed under the pear tree.Flowers and plants are planted in the corner, and the yard is lush and green.

Zhao Mingyue pushed open the door.

The main house has three rooms.

There is an exquisite mahogany round table in the outer hall, and carved mahogany chairs are placed beside the round table.On elegant shelves along the wall were fine china and a pot of orchids in full bloom.

The inner hall and the outer hall are connected by a carved arch, and a screen with green lotus is placed.The west door is open to face the Changchun Garden, and the beautiful scenery in the courtyard is reflected in the door, forming a natural flower scroll.

Inside the inner hall is the bedroom. Standing in the outer hall, you can't see the bedroom, and naturally you can't see the owner.

Zhao Mingyue put down the food, and finally heard the sound of coughing coming from the bedroom, ranging from light to heavy, and then up and down one after another, it sounded really sick.

Su Wanrong confessed that as long as she put down the food, she can do nothing else. If she went in rashly to disturb Chu Ziyan, it would be clearly counterproductive.

You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, you have to attack someone's heart, Zhao Mingyue, don't worry.

Mingyue put down the food and walked out.

Since then, Zhao Mingyue has changed from a handyman in the back kitchen to a servant in the main hall, and it has become her duty to take care of King Yan's daily routine, but it seems that Su Wanrong is still doing it. Changed hands and sent the food from Mingyue to Jing'an Hall.

Su Wanrong's move can be summed up in one sentence in disguise, she wants to be a whore and also wants to set up the chastity archway.This person is such a person, but Zhao Mingyue still thanks her, otherwise how would she have the opportunity now?
Mingyue carried out her plan step by step.

I asked the kitchen to buy Chuan Fritillaria, loquat leaves, psyllium, licorice, ephedra, hundred buds, platycodon, almonds, and of course several cough formulas from Zhao's Onmyoji, and boil them together to make a concoction.Every time I deliver meals, I put a bowl of boiled cough medicine on the side.

But every time I went to collect the bowl of food, I only moved a little bit, and the bowl of medicine didn't move at all.

Mingyue is not in a hurry, she refines the concoction into pills, and puts two pills on the small porcelain bowl aside every time she delivers meals.But the man still twisted his tongue and refused to eat.

But it doesn't matter, her persistent personality is all about twisting.

She continued to apply the medicine, but there was an extra note beside the porcelain bowl.

This time, not long after she delivered the food...

A white figure came out from the bedroom and sat at the round table. The first thing he saw was the small porcelain bowl next to him.

The medicine is still there.

It has been more than a month, and the people who deliver the medicine have been continuing silently.

Chu Ziyan raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed a few times, and pinched the small piece of paper with his clean and clean fingers, on which was written "not bitter, a little sweet" in rather handsome handwriting.

The drooping eyelashes left a fan-like shadow on his fair skin, half covering his shining pupils.Chu Ziyan put down the piece of paper, looked at the two pills in the small white porcelain dish, the corners of his mouth curled up very shallowly, and he picked up a pill with warm fingers and put it into his mouth.

bitter.

With a movement of the tongue, there was a slight sweet taste.

The taste of herbs is strong, soft and refreshing in the throat.

It's not that he didn't take the medicine because he was afraid of suffering, but he just thought it was useless.

He took a medicine, but he returned to the bedroom without eating today, and he still coughed continuously after that, but the smell of the medicine lingered in his throat, which seemed to be a little bit better.

When Zhao Mingyue came to collect the bowl, she looked at the medicine at first sight, and one piece was missing!There was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, this missing piece of medicine seemed to have torn off Chu Ziyan's mysterious corner.

King Yan, it seems that the two of us are bound to have a long life in the future.

(End of this chapter)

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