Quickly put on the mantle: Memeda, the loyal dog and god

Chapter 82

Chunhua felt that she could probably understand Miss Le's thoughts, because she herself also felt that she was born in a humble birth and did not deserve to be left in the county palace.

She likes the young master, but of course she doesn't want to marry him, so compared to Miss Le, Miss Le probably cares more about her birth.

Chunhua would occasionally think that for a person like her, if she hadn't just met his wife and young master, no one would be willing to save her.

Because that day she heard many people say that she was just a lowly inferior person, and saving her would only be a waste of food, so she might as well just let her die like that.

Therefore, even after so many years had passed since he was brought back to the Prince's Mansion, Chunhua still felt that he was an unknown person and had been working hard to at least not cause trouble to his wife.

Even if she has been gently praised by his wife for being very attentive and careful, and being a good child, she still thinks in her heart [Is it really good for a person like me to stay with my wife? 】

"If Chunhua were me, maybe I would understand." Le Xiaoqian said.

Chunhua bowed his head and didn't speak. After a while, he walked to the other side of Miss Le and looked down at the fish in the water, among the lotus leaves, the fish swimming freely.

Even if she wasn't Miss Le, she probably could understand.

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Time passed quickly, and Le Xiaoqian felt that before she had stared at the lotus leaf for a while, a girl came to ask her to have breakfast.

Le Xiaoqian went there with Chunhua. She asked Chunhua to go down to eat first, and then go to the son's room to find her. She will go to the son's side.

Chunhua originally wanted to follow Miss Le, because it was his wife's order to serve Miss Le.

But Miss Le insisted, saying that she didn't need to be accompanied when eating, and Chunhua and the others could only watch from the sidelines.

And after eating, Le Xiaoqian planned to make medicine for Rongjing, she said she didn't want to be seen by others.

Chunhua said: "It's the girl's exclusive secret recipe. The servant knows it. After an hour, the servant will go to the young master's room to find you."

After Chunhua finished speaking, he bowed out and left. At this time, Le Xiaoqian happened to walk outside the door of the hall, as long as he walked in directly.

Rong Jing can't eat with everyone yet, although he himself said that he can eat with everyone, and his health is fine.

But the county king and his wife were not at ease, saying that he had just returned from the gate of hell, so he had to pay special attention at this time, and he had to be treated with care.

So Rong Jing didn't come out to eat with everyone, Le Xiaoqian was very quiet during the meal, and the county king and his wife didn't say anything.

But after the meal, Mrs. Wang asked Le Xiaoqian: "Is Xiaoqian not used to eating with chopsticks? I found out yesterday. If it's inconvenient, I'll ask someone to prepare a spoon."

"I used to live on the mountain. I'm a little embarrassed to say it. Life on the mountain is very rough. Most of the time I use my hands directly, which made the county king and his wife laugh."

"How come, Xiaoqian grew up in the mountains, it's normal not to be used to these things, if you don't mind, let Chunhua tell you about some simple ways of life, after all, you will also live in the palace in the future. "

"Yes." Le Xiaoqian replied Madam, stood up and bowed slightly to salute the two, and then left the hall.

When she went to the kitchen, she had already said that she was going to make medicine for the young master, so no one would stop her. Besides, Le Xiaoqian was honored as a guest of honor in the palace, so it was natural for her to go there without any hindrance.

As long as you don't go to the county king's and his wife's residences, study rooms, and warehouses... those places will be fine.

Because it was said earlier that Rongjing would be decocted, all the necessary medicinal materials had already been taken to the kitchen and carefully placed in the small wooden barrel in the compartment.

Le Xiaoqian picked it up and put it in the medicine jar according to the amount she felt, then bit her finger and dripped a drop of blood into it, and then quietly waited for the medicine to be cooked.

If there was too much blood, Rong Jing's mortal body would not be able to bear it, and if her blood was not drained, Rong Jing's recovery would be very slow, and he was currently at the stage where he was extremely prone to re-infection.

That's why Le Xiaoqian decided to decoct medicine for Rongjing every day.

If this is the case for a month, he will definitely recover. By then, ordinary minor illnesses and pains will not infect Rongjing again. Even if the plague breaks out, Rongjing can last much longer than ordinary people.

After decocting the medicine, Le Xiaoqian poured out the medicine soup in a small bowl, and carefully took it to Rongjing's room to drink it for him.

When she walked outside Rongjingfang, there was no one inside, but there were servants guarding the door.Le Xiaoqian was not stopped, and asked the elder brother outside the door to help her open the door, and said softly to Rong Jing lying on the bed: "My lord, I have brought the medicine for you."

Rong Jing got up and sat on the bed, waiting for Le Xiaoqian to come in with a medicine bowl.

The servants outside the door closed the door after Le Xiaoqian entered.

Le Xiaoqian put the tray on the small table beside her, picked up the medicine bowl on it and handed it to Rong Jing: "My lord, it might be a little hot."

"Thank you Miss Xiaoqian, it's fine to let Chunhua do this kind of thing, why do you have to do it yourself."

"I don't want to do it myself, I just don't want others to see the process of decocting the medicine." Le Xiaoqian said softly.

Rong Jing was stunned when he was about to drink the medicine, and couldn't help but look up at Miss Xiaoqian.

She said that she was not a doctor, but she saved his life. She said that she didn't know medical skills, but she knew how to make medicine for him to drink.

She said that she didn't want others to see the process of decocting the medicine. It really is the family's ancestral secret recipe or something?

If that was the case, there was no other way. Although he knew that Miss Xiaoqian was not the kind of person who cared about every detail, but if it was a secret recipe left by her ancestors, she would definitely want to protect that secret recipe carefully.

That secret recipe must be a very important treasure to Miss Xiaoqian.

"That's right. I obviously don't know anything but talk too much on my own. Please don't blame me, girl."

"How can you blame me? If it's the young master, it doesn't matter what you do to me. What's more, young master, you are completely worried about me. I feel very happy."

Rong Jing stared down at the medicine bowl in his hand, without saying anything, as if he could see his own reflection in the brown-black medicine soup in the bowl.

Now that he looks so haggard, in the eyes of Miss Xiaoqian, will he be very embarrassed?Before he got sick, no matter where he went, there were always various voices around him, envious, jealous, admiring, cautious... In the eyes of everyone, he was born noble, handsome, extraordinary, always dazzling one.

But now that he was like this, it was difficult to even get out of bed and walk. He obviously couldn't feel any pain in his body, but he just felt like he had no strength in his body.

So in the eyes of Miss Xiaoqian, he must be very useless in this way, will it make her feel bored?
(End of this chapter)