When Zongzheng Fusu chased after him to the West Chamber, Dongfang Jing was already brewing medicine in the yard.
She looked very focused, as if she hadn't been affected in any way.
Zongzheng Fusu was inexplicably displeased. He put one hand on the stone lion beside him, and forcefully relied on his fingertips to "blind" one of the stone lion's eyes!
"Why did your lord have the time to come to my medicine garden?" Dongfang Jing pretended to be calm, and said frivolously, "Why? Don't you need to serve your little princess? I heard that the third prince Chu died in battle. Brother of the little princess, why don't you comfort me?"
"She's dead brother, what's the matter with me?" Zongzheng Fusu's voice was cold.
Dongfang Jing sneered sneeringly, "You... you are really heartless!"
The word "unfeeling" is particularly harsh!
Zongzheng Fusu originally wanted to explain, but it happened that out of the corner of his eye he saw the pile of medicine residue on the ground... So, all these bottles and jars were boiled medicine for Rong Yin! Just outside the study, she left in a hurry not because she heard something that misunderstood her, but because she wanted to come back in a hurry to make medicine for her brother Rong!
His complexion was extremely cold, and after a long time, a few words "each other, each other" came out between his teeth.
Dongfang Jing glanced at him lightly, as if she was too lazy to talk to him, and boiled medicine on her own. That person was probably turned over by Princess Chu Ning and choked by her words. He was in a bad mood and kicked over the flower stand beside him, making a lot of noise, and then turned around and left!
As soon as Dongfang Jing turned her head, Dou Da's teardrops suddenly fell into the medicine jar!
All her strength collapsed in an instant. Looking at the ruined jar of medicine, Dongfang Jing simply burst into tears!
Hidden in one corner of the stove is another jug of scalding concoction and a heap of dregs, which were used to prepare the Emotional Cure. Just now when Wuyou bumped in suddenly, she was so frightened that she directly lifted the pot of boiling hot concoction with her bare hands and hid it under the stove... Her hands were red and swollen, and several blisters were scalded!
In addition to those red marks and blisters, there was a long and narrow scratch on the palm of her right hand! That was the trace she left behind in order to detoxify him that night in the cave!
She rubbed her right hand vigorously, trying to erase all the traces of loving him! But after all, it is fleshy, how can it stand up to her self-torture, blood will be seen in two or three strokes...
"Master! What's wrong with your hand?!" Dongmei came back from the kitchen with pastries, happened to see this scene, threw the tray in her hand, snatched her hand anxiously, put it near her mouth and blew, " It's a burn! His Highness Prince Gong has a good burn ointment, please don't move master, this servant will find His Highness to get it now!"
"No! Don't go!" Dongmei had already taken two steps, but was suddenly stopped by Dongfang Jing.
"Why?" Dongmei frowned, "Master should know, whether it's ice cream or scald ointment, His Highness Prince Gong's...that's the best! He raised Youlian, especially for trauma. Good at it! Although the masters of these medicines can also be prepared, but... "But the medicine is still not as effective as His Royal Highness's medicine.
Dongmei didn't say anything, but Dongfang Jing knew it very well.
"I said you can't go, so you can't go! When did you become so ignorant and disobedient?!" She finally couldn't help it, broke down and burst into tears! She couldn't let go of her dignity to ask for anything from him!
"Yes, it was Dongmei's mistake, master, don't get excited, Dongmei won't go."