If this is the case, then it's not just a loving mother who loses her son, but even a husband who loves her too much is in danger of raising him to be useless
But she just thought about it casually, and she knew very well in her heart that she thought Luo Mansion was too simple this time.
I didn't expect them to be punished consecutively, but they would still have the mind to plot against themselves.
Such a thing did not happen in the last life, presumably it was because they changed their residence yesterday that they went to bribe the imperial physician.
Oh, they really hated themselves to the bone.
They were already squeezed by Yi Shurong and were about to invade the family and go bankrupt, yet they were able to use spare money to buy the imperial physician.
Luo Liyan's thoughts turned twice, and she finally remembered Concubine Ling in the palace.
It seems that this is a matter of calculating oneself, and a lot of her handwriting is in it.
"What are you thinking?" Yi Shurong took a step back, raised Luo Liyan's chin, and stared directly at her face.
"I was thinking about why the Luo Mansion was demoted one after another, why they still plot against me, and how much they hate me. Even though they have separated, they still don't want to let me go." Luo Liyan lowered her eyes slightly. , The words are full of loss.
But in fact, what he thought in his heart was, what method should he use to pull down Concubine Ling from the palace.
"A cash cow planted in their own home was suddenly robbed from someone else's house, and they had no way to get it back. Naturally, they would rather destroy it than make it cheaper for others." Yi Shurong patiently analyzed it for her , while taking out a plant with small red seeds from his sleeve.
"What is this?" Luo Liyan tilted her head, looking at the little red fruit, the faint fragrance radiated, which made people feel refreshed, obviously it was not a simple ordinary product.
"A kind of herbal medicine that can heal your injuries." Yi Shurong said as she held Luo Liyan's hand, and then she figured out what the so-called injury was, and the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably .
"Cousin, this is not considered an injury at all, and in two days there will be no traces." Luo Liyan guessed that the few hours since Yi Shurong left just now, she must have gone to get this herb for herself. Immediately wanted to refuse.
She has always been a skinny person, but it was just an injury caused by her own intentional gap between her breasts. There is no need to use this precious herbal medicine to treat her.
"It's already been pulled out, and the effect of the medicine won't last for twelve hours. If my cousin doesn't use it, it can only be wasted." Yi Shurong said without refusal.
Then he crushed the fruit, and applied the juice to the bruised and scarred wrist.
The juice of the fruit is light red, and it can't cover the color of the scar when applied on the wound, but it can be clearly seen that the color of the wound fades away little by little.
A little hot, but not uncomfortable.
In just half a cup of tea, not only the original scars on the wrist disappeared, even the red juice disappeared completely.
Even the place where the juice was applied became smooth and tender, like a piece of watery tofu.
Luo Liyan couldn't help touching it twice, and then let out a small sigh.
"So comfortable?" Yi Shurong raised one eyebrow and asked playfully.
Then, without waiting for Luo Liyan to say anything, she directly stuck her finger on it.
As smooth as silk, a gloomy light flashed in his eyes.