Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 236, Empress Dowager of the Cold Palace
Lin Anluo followed the systematic instructions to find all the herbs from the snow. Some herbs needed leaves, and some needed grass roots. However, she found that due to the cold weather, the land was frozen, and the grass could only be dug with bare hands. Not coming out, she went back to get a sickle for chopping firewood, and a small bucket. When leaving, Wei Lang stood up, wanting to go with her.

Lin Anluo said, "Sit down, I'll be fine soon."

Wei Lang could only sit down obediently, rubbed his nose and sneezed.

She dug out the grass, washed it by the side of the well before going back, poured the bucket of herbs into the pot and boiled it together for almost half an hour, and the pot was green with ashes, and there were some black herbs in the ashes. Soup.

"What is this?" Wei Lang walked over to take a look, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he frowned in disgust.

Lin Anluo replied, "Healing medicine for you."

She scooped out a bowl with a big spoon, handed it to Wei Lang, and ordered, "Drink it."

Wei Lang turned around, "I'm going back."

Lin Anluo caught the brat who refused to take the medicine and wanted to run away, put the bowl in front of him, and said again, "Drink!"

"I don't drink it." Wei Lang even faced the door, not wanting to look at the weird things she cooked, because the smell wafting out of the bowl was unpleasant.

Lin Anluo was unhappy, her hands and feet were almost numb from the cold when she was digging grass, and he didn't accept her favor.

She stared at him for a while, her expression slowly turned cold, she let go of his sleeve, sat back on the edge of the stove, and put the bowl on the stool next to her, "Okay, forget it if you don't drink, why don't you drink?" Believe me, lest I poison you."

Wei Lang didn't speak, but he didn't want to go out and run away, he just stood there and looked at her like a child who did something wrong.

"Right now I have an itchy nose and sneezing. My throat starts to hurt tomorrow morning. Not only does I have a headache, but I also feel weak all over my body. Then I cough, and the coughing gets worse and worse. In the end, I will die from coughing." Lin Anluo stirred the pot. Herbs, said calmly.

Wei Lang's body began to tremble slightly. He stared at the unknown color of the concoction in the pot, and followed her words and thought of the darkest days in his life.

No. How would she know.
She was not in the cold palace at the time, did she hear what others said?
But no one cared about him, no one came to help him. He even asked the eldest maid for help, but the eldest maid said that there was nothing she could do. When the weather improved, his mother's illness would be cured.He could only kneel in front of his mother's bed at a loss, listening to her heartbreaking coughing day and night.

Then one day, my mother stopped coughing, but couldn't even touch his head and talk to him. Like the lunatic next door, she was carried out by the guards wrapped in sacks.He just stood aside and watched numbly as they moved the skinny man off the bed, forgetting what he was thinking at the time.

I just remember that the maid of honor whispered what he said to the guards, "Look at this stuttering fourth prince, he didn't shed a single tear after his mother died."

Wei Lang thought, would he do the same?Because he couldn't cry out, his mother punished him in heaven, asking him to endure the same pain as she did before she died, and then go to see her?
"Hey? Why are you crying? If you don't want to drink, you won't drink. Why are you crying!"

The woman's crisp voice woke him up suddenly, and he felt a drop of warm liquid on his face. He reached out and wiped it, and saw the crystals on his fingertips.

Lin Anluo thought it was funny that he stared blankly at her tears, "You are so afraid of death, I made you cry. If you are afraid of death, drink medicine. I really didn't poison you. Let me have a drink for you."

(End of this chapter)