"Thank you for the medicine, Princess." Xiao Huayong stretched out his uninjured hand. Shen Xihe paid special attention to his fingers.
Since returning from Tianshan, every time I saw Xiao Huayong, his three fingers were wrapped up. He must have been injured. Shen Xihe didn't know what kind of injury he had. Shen Xihe stared at his hand with the palm facing up, and didn't see any scars.
Shen Xihe placed the medicine in Xiao Huayong's hand without saying anything.
Xiao Huayong took the medicine and withdrew his hand, then began to shake the powder on the scratch. Shen Xihe also glanced at it casually, but did not find any injuries.
"Princess, we are all ready, come and give us some advice." Bu Shulin shouted as he stood beside the fire where the meat was roasting.
Shen Xihe glanced at them, and when he thought that if he didn't intervene, these people would definitely make a mess, he walked over.
She would not do it herself, and always told them to do it themselves. Although the conditions were simple, the fragrance soon wafted into the air.
This made everyone very excited, and they stretched their necks and raised their heels, and some even moved their Adam's apples exaggeratedly.
Shen Xihe couldn't help but laugh. What delicacies have these people not tasted? It's just that they take it more seriously by doing it themselves.
Just when the game was about to be roasted, the sound of horse hooves was heard. It was Bu Shulin's subordinate, who handed a few bamboo tubes to Bu Shulin.
"You are in for a treat today, thanks to the princess. I have specially brought out my treasured Pitong wine for you to try." Bu Shulin took it, threw one to each of them, kept one for himself, and approached Shen Xihe attentively.
He took the cup from the brocade box from his subordinate and poured a cup for Shen Xihe: "It's sweet, try it."
There is a famous wine in Shu. It is brewed in spring and put into tubes, wrapped with lotus root shreds and covered with banana leaves. Its fragrance spreads beyond the forest, and it is as sweet as honey until it is fermented.
Shen Xihe had heard of it before, but had never drunk it. It should be said that she had never drunk alcohol since she was a child. She was weak inside and could hardly bear the strong effect of alcohol.
Smelling the small cup of fragrance, Shen Xihe felt a little moved, so he took it and took a sip. The sweet taste spread in his mouth, and a burning sensation slid down his throat, hitting his stomach and intestines, spreading in his body, driving away a trace of coldness.
"How is it?" Bu Shulin asked expectantly.
"It tastes delicious." Shen Xihe agreed.
Bu Shulin smiled with satisfaction, tilted his head back and gulped down the drink from the bamboo tube, then wiped his mouth with his sleeve boldly: "You are weak, so just try it today. When you get better, I will get you as much as you want."
Her words made Xiao Huayong and Cui Jinbai look gloomy, but the man who was too close to her pinched his throat and said, "My Lord, I want to eat too."
The man next to him echoed: "It's a pity that you are not good-looking."
"Hate~~~"
Knowing that this group of people were just teasing Bu Shulin, Shen Xihe did not get angry. He had no reaction and a blank expression on his face.
Bu Shulin glanced at the two of them with a chilly look, his eyes fixed on the stream in the distance: "There is no wine in Pitong, but there is plenty of water. Do you want some?"
"No, no, there's no need to be so polite, my lord." The two men stopped talking and said, "We want to eat roasted meat, roasted meat."
In the past, Shen Xihe was more or less prejudiced against these people, always feeling that they were idle, wasting their time, and doing nothing.