Zongzheng Fusu raised his eyebrows, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.
Prince Gong's Mansion, the backyard.
Dongmei took the medicine from the Taifu's mansion, and hurried all the way, and finally came back within a stick of incense.
The door of the pharmacy was closed tightly, and there was no movement inside.
She was a little worried, so she reached out and knocked on the door.
Dongfang Jing, who was sitting quietly on the ground, suddenly opened her eyes, supported the back of the door, straightened her body, and opened the door lock with trembling hands with great effort.
"Miss, how are you doing?" Dongmei handed the jelly grass to her hand, feeling very worried.
Dongfang Jing's breathing has stabilized a lot, and those scattered fragments in her mind have gradually disappeared, and her mind is becoming more and more clear.
"It's okay." She sighed softly, took the herb in Dongmei's hand, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it, a warm smile could not help but overflow from the corner of her lips. Mother's medicine is always the best in the Nine Nether Continent. Although so many years have passed and this Immortal Hui grass has dried up, the efficacy of the medicine has not been lost at all.
"Miss, how do you know about Taifu's residence..." Dongmei was full of thoughts, hesitated to speak, and finally asked.
Dongfang Jing froze slightly, and then said, "You know, my teacher came from Tangmen, and my teacher is the late Mrs. Taifu. When I was young, my senior sister and I used to play in Renhetang."
Yes, when she was young, she and Wan Yun were so close, almost inseparable.
But right now, she actually wants to occupy Wan Yun's body for her own self-interest... Whenever she thinks of this, Dongfang Jing will feel guilty. But her worry-free is close at hand, she is willing to give up everything in front of her, but she is reluctant to give up worry-free!
"Oh." Dongmei is so smart, she vaguely felt that she was not telling the truth, so she responded thoughtfully.
Dongfang Jing handed the prescription she had written just now to Dongmei's hand, and ordered, "Divide this fairy grass into ten sections and use it ten times. After rolling the fairy grass in hot water, add the medicinal materials in the prescription, Stay up for three hours. Get up every morning and send it to my room."
"Yes." Dongmei nodded, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with Miss?"
Last night, Prince Gong was cruel to her master, but those were flesh wounds, and if they were covered with Jinchuang medicine or facial repairing ointment, they would heal after a while. This time the grass jelly is different, it is a magic medicine for calming the nerves, and it can cure headaches.
Her master is fine, why... Dongmei can't understand.
"It's nothing, it's just a cold and headache." Dongfang Jing frowned, her tone was flat, "Don't tell the prince about this, he is busy with work, I don't want him to be distracted because of me."
"Yes." Dongmei nodded.
Prince's Mansion, the backyard.
Shen Jiayu sneaked into the room with a bag of things.
"Mother, you're back!" Dongfang Lingxi greeted her.
Seeing that she was stumbling and walking unsteadily, Shen Jiayu hurriedly grabbed her remaining left arm, helped her back to the bed and sat down, then stuffed the bundle in her arms, and said in a low voice, "Damn, mother." I got all of them here for you, just guess... Mother, who did you see when you went back to the Taifu's mansion this time?"
Dongfang Lingxi looked bewildered, "Taifu's mansion has been abandoned for a long time, who can mother see?"
Shen Jiayu was nervous, with a mysterious expression on her face. Her dim yellow eyes moved, and then she said with the corners of her mouth, "A member of Prince Gong's residence, the servant girl that Zhongli Wanyun is serving, Dongmei."