After Li Kuan wrote the prescription, he handed it to Li Chengqian, repeatedly exhorting: "If you want to stand up again, you must do what I said, or you will be too weak. Another word of advice, if you continue like this, you will die. Worry."
Li Chengqian was shocked: "Is it that serious?"
Li Kuan nodded solemnly. Only then did Li Chengqian realize the seriousness of the matter. Looking at the wine glass and food in his hand, he ordered people to evacuate without any hesitation. Li Kuan was secretly surprised. He was used to the days of good wine and delicacies and beautiful people. It would be difficult for ordinary people to give up and give up. It is like quitting smoking and drinking in later life. He said that he would quit smoking and drinking every day, but in fact he would never leave. The table, the cigarette does not leave your hand. Unless the body is really overwhelmed, it is difficult to make up your mind to quit smoking and drinking.
"Prince, the minister has one more request!" Li Chengqian motioned to him to speak frankly, and Li Kuan said: "If the minister cures your foot disease, please don't ask the prince to speak out!"
Li Chengqian asked incomprehensibly: "Why?"
Li Kuan smiled and said, "No why, as long as you agree!"
Li Chengqian glanced at Li Kuan in a puzzled way. In his opinion, his foot disease was cured. It was definitely a great achievement. Why didn't he want to make it public? Although Li Chengqian was full of doubts, he solemnly promised that he would never reveal a word.
"It's getting late today, I'll come back in seven days!" Li Kuan said goodbye to Li Chengqian. The latter wanted to keep him at the mansion for a while. Looking up to see the sky, it was indeed late. Even if he was a prince, he had to follow the curfew regulations. , The inconvenience of his legs and feet made him unable to send him off in person, so he had to ask Zhengwei in the mansion to send him out on his behalf.
"Prince, can the prince's foot disease really be cured?" On the way back to the mansion, Leng Feng, who had always been taciturn, asked Li Kuan about the prince's foot disease.
Li Kuan shook his head and said, "There is no absolute certainty!"
"If it fails, how can the prince give up?" Leng Feng frowned and looked at Li Kuan worriedly. Li Chengqian is the current prince, even if he is no longer favored by the emperor as before, but his prince status cannot be changed.
If he knew that his foot disease could not be cured, it would definitely be a blow to Li Chengqian, and perhaps this anger would be transferred to Li Kuan. After all, it was Li Kuan who rekindled his hope, and it was Li Kuan who made him fall into despair again.
"Although he is not 100% sure of a cure, he is sure to allow him to walk normally." Li Kuan said confidently. The Guimen Thirteen Needles is extensive and profound, and contains some things that even science cannot explain, genetics. Sexual disease Li Kuan is helpless, does not mean that it is really hopeless, nor does it mean that the condition cannot be controlled.
Leng Feng let go of his worries when he heard the words, and then the two returned to the house, Li Kuan went directly to the room to find Wu Jue, and what he said was his feelings after seeing him in three autumns. The reason why I didn't want to stay for a moment was that the Prince's Mansion was too restrictive, and he was also thinking of Wu Jue in his heart.
Li Kuan went to the room and found no one, so he asked the servants in the house and learned that Wu Hui had been busy in the kitchen for a long time and said that he was preparing food for him. Li Kuan suddenly smiled. Wu Hui's cooking skills are definitely better than him. If you know that his cooking skills were taught by Wu Hui in his previous life, you are naturally looking forward to what Wu Hui will cook.
"Wang Hao, do you want to continue?" Li Shuang persuaded with a wry smile, "Should we come?"
Wu Hui suddenly became unhappy, and replied angrily: "What? My cooking skills are not good?"
Li Shuang hurriedly said, "How dare the servants and servants! But if the son knows that the princess is cooking after he returns to the house, he won't scold us? Besides, you are the princess, how can you cook for us yourself? If it's spread out, that's fine!"
"Don't you say who knew I was in the kitchen?"
Wu Jue's answer naturally left Li Shuang and others speechless. This is true. No one knows if they don't say anything. Even if they do, they are known to the people in the mansion, and outsiders naturally don't know. . If it is known by outsiders, they must have leaked out.
"How about I come to help?" Wu Hui didn't hear that the voice was Li Kuan's. He shook his head and vetoed, "No, I can do it alone!" After realizing, Wu Hui felt that there was someone behind him, subconsciously. Turning his head, he saw Li Kuan smiling at him, his voice immediately softened, and he whispered: "I'm just passing the time!"
Li Kuan looked at Wu Jue as if he had done a wrong child, and without the slightest scolding, he said softly: "My wife is going to cook, my husband will naturally have to help!"
When Li Shuang and others saw this, they wanted to stop them, so they were directly ordered by Li Kuan to go out. Today's kitchen is used by the husband and wife. Seeing this, Li Shuang had to instruct Li Yue and Li Yan to wait here, while she went to the side hall to look for Wang Huai and Zhao Qian.
Since Qian Wu was often no longer in the mansion, she didn't know how to speak even if she went, so she went to the warehouse to look for Zhao Qian the first time. When she arrived at the warehouse, Zhao Qian happened to be absent, so she had to go to the side hall to find Wang Huai. Thinking of the three people being together.
Li Shuang told the story shortly. Wang Huai, Zhao Qian, and Qian Wu were also shocked when they heard this, and immediately got up and rushed to the kitchen.
"Where does your hand touch?"
"Of course it's vegetables!"
"Then do I have any vegetables on me?"
"No!"
"No, don't take your hands away!"
"No, I haven't touched it enough yet!"
"..."
Li Yue and Li Yan looked like they saw a savior and hurriedly retreated, standing behind Wang Huai and the others. They had been listening for a while, and they had already blushed and blushed. The three Wang Huai looked at each other, and exclaimed in their hearts: "It's good to be young!"
Ever since, the three of Wang Huai did not enter the kitchen, but instead let the others leave together.
After an hour, the food was finally ready, but Wu Jue flushed with anger. She didn't expect Li Kuan to be so dishonest. She thought he would kindly help out, but she didn't expect him to take advantage of himself in the kitchen. .
At this moment, Li Kuan couldn't have such a light tone in the kitchen, and even his expression became serious, as if nothing had happened just now, which made Wu Jue very angry. Wang Huai, Zhao Qian, and Qian Wu glanced at them, pursing their lips and chuckling.
"Elder Wang, how do you taste my craft?"
Wu Hui was too lazy to talk to Li Kuan, and personally delivered the dishes he made to the three of them. Wang Huai and others quickly took it. They could point fingers or even criticize Li Kuan, but Wu Hui did not dare to be disrespectful. This is a kind of courtesy and more respect.
Li Kuan originally thought that Wu Shuo would give him the first bite, but he didn't expect to ignore him. Wu Shuo was so angry that he turned a blind eye. Wang Huai and others looked at them flirting and cursing, and they were quite moved. . Had it not been for Wu Jue, how could they see Li Kuan's unknown side
The princess personally cooks and prepares food for them, which is definitely a great honor, and it is a rare thing in ancient and modern times. After the three of them tasted it, they found that Wu Hui's craftsmanship was really good. Others also ate their chopsticks. Li Kuan also feasted on it. Wu Hui looked at Li Kuan when he was eating like a hungry ghost and was reborn. He was a little angry with his behavior just now, and seeing that he was so worried, he couldn't help but remind him: "Eat slowly, there are more!"
Li Kuan’s mouth was full of food and could not respond, so he had to nod desperately, but his speed at the chopsticks did not decrease. Seeing the others was stunned, Wu Hui sighed helplessly, and his heart was a little sweet, recalling the past. Doesn't he always do this every time he cooks? (End of this chapter)