Yun Ruoyue sneered, Nangong Rou's words clearly meant that she had taken the cold ice jade dew ointment to cure Chu Xuanchen.
There is no certainty about her own medical skills at all.
"She didn't use ice cold jade dew ointment." Chu Xuanchen said coldly.
Nangongrou froze suddenly, and the smile on her face instantly cracked, like an ice-breaking lake, "Ah, why didn't my sister use the ointment given by King Xian? I heard that this ointment has miraculous effects, sister is really useless?"
"I don't have no medicine myself, so why do I have to use him? Since the prince is well, I just need to pay attention to changing the medicine in the future. I will retire first." Yun Ruoyue finished speaking and bowed to Chu Xuanchen. Just left.
In front of everyone, she still has the etiquette that she should have, so as not to be pricked by someone who wants to.
Chu Xuanchen cast a deep gaze at her back, and did not move away for a long time.
When Nangongrou saw this, her face became gloomy and terrifying, and her eyes were full of jealousy.
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That night, Chu Xuanchen was sitting in the study to deal with the military affairs accumulated before. Nangong Rou dressed herself up specially, wearing a light gauze inside the white fox fur cloak, and came to the entrance of the study.
The silk dress outlines her graceful body, which is very attractive.
This time, she did not bring Tweet out, but Dan'er who was already injured.
When Tweety wiped Chu Xuanchen's body last time, she showed her thoughts that she shouldn't have. She slapped her severely as soon as she returned. She scolded her again and demoted her from a second-class girl. , Reduced to a third-class girl, descended outside to sweep the floor.
After Dan'er's injury healed a lot, she reused Dan'er.
Dan'er was holding a cup of steaming chicken soup. As soon as the two of them walked to the entrance of the study, they saw Mo Zhu standing there.
"Madam, the prince is busy, I don't know if the madam comes to the prince late at night, what's the important thing?" Mo Zhu hates Nangong Rou the most now.
As soon as she saw her, she quickly stepped forward to stop her.
"Guardian Mo, I made a pot of nourishing chicken soup for the prince. The prince was injured this time, so he hurt his vitality. Drinking some chicken soup can help heal the injury. Please go in and pass it on." Nangong Rou said with a gentle expression.
Mo Zhu nodded lightly, and went in to report.
After all, now Nangong Rou is the prince's favorite concubine, if he does not report, the prince will blame him.
Soon, he came out, and said indifferently: "The prince, please come in."
After Nangongrou nodded and smiled, she lifted the skirt and walked in.
When she entered the door, she glanced at Mo Zhu coldly. She always felt that Mo Zhu had a very poor attitude towards her, unlike Yun Ruoyue who respected her.
Could it be that because Yun Ruoyue helped him heal the arrow wound, he became Yun Ruoyue's person
After Nangongrou walked in, she saw Chu Xuanchen at the desk, holding a pen and writing, as if she was writing an official document.
She whispered, "Master, you have worked hard."
"Rou'er." Chu Xuanchen stood up, put down the brush, and looked at Nangong Rou distressedly, "It's so cold outside, why don't you stay in the room to rest and run over to do?"
"I am worried about your body, so I specially boiled ginseng chicken soup for you, and, I miss you." After Nangong Rou finished speaking, she threw herself into Chu Xuanchen's arms.
Chu Xuanchen hugged her tightly, feeling that the body of the woman in his arms was very fragrant, but Yun Ruoyue's face suddenly flashed in his mind.
Nangong softly nestled close to Chu Xuanchen, looking at him affectionately with a pair of eyes, her eyes were like autumn water, her powdery face was full of spring, the cherries of Feiyue opened slightly, revealing the ultimate temptation, "Chen, come, I will feed you chicken soup first."