On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Just as Huo Changhe was about to enter the house, he was grabbed by the eldest lady.

"Mom, is something wrong?"

The eldest lady pointed to the room: "Ruyu is busy. I see that she is very focused and doesn't even bother with breakfast. I made soup for her. You can bring it in later."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

"You have to treat Ruyu well."

"I know."

"What's the use of just knowing? Remember it, keep it in your heart."

"Yes, I will keep it in mind."

"What's the use of just remembering it in your mind? You also have to actually do it!"

Huo Changhe: "...Okay, I will remember it in my heart, say it with my mouth, and do it with my actions."

"It's almost there."

"Then I'll serve the soup?"

"Go!"

Huo Changhe entered the kitchen and saw Yin Ding and Beibei moving a small bench together, muttering together.

"What are you doing?"

The two of them trembled in fright and quickly stood up: "Your Majesty."

"What are you doing?"

"Soup!"

"Make medicine!"

The two spoke differently.

"It's medicated food," Beibei said quickly, "Your Majesty, we are making medicated food for you, and we are also watching the soup that the eldest lady is making for the princess."

"Ok?"

"Okay, okay," Beibei quickly took the tray and put the soup and medicine into a small cup each.

Yin Ding said: "Is this going to be brought over to you?"

"No, give it to me!" Huo Changhe took it, "What were you two muttering about just now?"

Yin Ding couldn't help laughing: "You don't know something. We just went out to buy medicine and heard an interesting thing."

"The little medicine boy next to an old doctor in the medicine hall said that before dawn, someone invited his husband to see a doctor. Not to mention the arrogance, it was very strange. The entire journey was done in a sedan, with the curtains closed, and there was a barrier to get to the place. Seeing a doctor behind a gauze curtain."

Huo Changhe paused: "What then?"

Seeing that he was also interested, Yin Ding hurriedly came over. Just as he was about to say something, Huo Changhe said again: "I'll go with you to see the princess and let's talk together."

"Yes."

Yan Ruyu had just put down her pen when she heard footsteps and covered the painting with white paper.

Huo Changhe came in with a tray: "Are you done? Mother said you didn't bother to eat breakfast and made soup for you."

"I happen to be hungry." Yan Ruyu sat over and saw Yin Ding and Beibei following her, "What's the matter?"

"They heard something related to medical treatment, and I asked them to tell you about it."

Huo Changhe put the soup cup in front of her: "Eat and listen."

Yan Ruyu took a sip of the soup. It was delicious, fragrant and warm, and her stomach felt comfortable.

Huo Changhe picked up another cup, and Yin Ding and Beibei quickly looked at each other.

"We heard a medicine boy complain that his master was called to see a doctor before dawn, and the patient was so arrogant that he didn't let his face be seen."

Yan Ruyu paused and said, "Continue."

"That man's illness was very strange. As soon as his master took the pulse, the man started to tremble. As soon as he took the pulse, he started to tremble. He couldn't take the pulse normally at all."

"That's right," Beibei took over, "in the end, the master and the apprentice were scolded together, saying that they were trash.

The little Yaotong was so angry that he couldn't do anything, even the great Luo gods couldn't save him. "

After speaking, Beibei winked at Yin Ding.

Yin Ding said: "Prince, please eat quickly!"

Huo Changhe stirred the soup cup with a small spoon. He felt that the soup was dark and dark, and it didn't look as good as Yan Ruyu's.

But he didn't think much about it and took a bite. It tasted... just average, not bad but not bad.

Beibei continued: "Their master and apprentice were put into the sedan and carried out again, and their eyes were still blindfolded, but they were not sent back to the medicine hall, they were just thrown into the intersection and left alone.

The little medicine boy was so angry that he said that his master had been treating patients for decades and had never been treated like this before. "

Yan Ruyu was thoughtful and listened carefully.

"We also heard that doctors from at least two medicine halls were invited by mysterious people, but they were all thrown out."

"Also," Beibei whispered, "many people said that the spice shop was condemned by God!"

Yan Ruyu almost choked: "God's punishment?"

"Yes, many people said that the owner of the spice shop must have been doing bad things, so he was struck by lightning in the middle of the night.

There are fires everywhere in the house, and there is fire in the water. Water can catch fire. How angry the gods are! A crackle of thunder and fire. "

Yan Ruyu: "..."

Just as they were talking lively, Quandao said outside the door: "Princess, I want to see you!"

"Come in."

Quandao hurried into the house, but he didn't expect Yin Ding and Beibei to be there. After saying hello, he said anxiously: "Princess, there are rumors on the street that a god of thunder has come to the world!"

"Thunder God?" Yin Ding blinked.

"Yes, it's not impossible," Quandao lowered his voice, "When I was in the village, I heard from a passing merchant they captured that there was a golden-armored Martial God in Antai Town!"

The four people exchanged glances quickly.

Yin Ding and Beibei looked at each other in sync, with innocent expressions on their faces: "Then what?"

Quan Dao continued: "The golden-armored God of War, who was several feet tall, saved the people of the whole town! There was a jingle at that time called..."

Quan Dao slapped his forehead with his hand and was thinking, when Bago shouted on the window sill: "Martial God Martial God, guard the Nantian Gate, strike down the city guards with thunder, and decide the world with a stick!"

"The Messenger of the Martial God, tall, mighty and just, oh yo, who is the most powerful? The Messenger of the Martial God, the defender of the Martial God!"

Quandao's eyes instantly lit up: "Yes, yes, that's the word!"

Yin Ding blinked his eyes and smiled with dimples: "What else?"

"What else?" Quandao didn't know why.

Beibei cleared her throat: "Just a few more compliments."

Huo Changhe simply couldn't stand listening: "That's almost enough. Let's talk about Xu Cheng."

Quan Dao brought the topic back: "Oh, yes, the God of Thunder came to the world and not only destroyed his mansion, I heard that he also lost a lot of things."

When Quandao said this, he suddenly sniffed and looked at Huo Changhe with a slightly startled expression: "Your Majesty, what did you eat?"

Huo Changhe lowered his head to look at the bowl and looked up at him: "What?"

"Why are you eating this!"

"What's wrong with this?" Huo Changhe asked.

"This is……"

Before Quandao could finish his words, Yin Ding covered his mouth. Beibei grabbed his arm and the two of them worked together to drag him out.

Huo Changhe put down the bowl: "Stop and speak clearly!"

Yin Ding and Beibei let go. Quandao was a little confused and hesitated to say: "Actually, also..."

"to be frank!"

As soon as Huo Changhe showed his power, Quan Dao became hairy and said truthfully: "When I was in the village, the big boss liked to eat this. He also said that after eating this... it was very powerful."

"I don't know what this is specifically, but I remember the smell. The boss calls it...Seven Times a Night."

The veins on Huo Changhe's forehead burst out, and all the energy and blood in his body surged upward.

He was so angry that he pointed at Yindiao and Beibei. Before he could speak, he suddenly felt two small streams of heat in his nose.

A touch of hand - nosebleed.

Yan Ruyu: "..."

Yin Ding and Beibei, one on the left and one on the right, set up their spring knives and quickly disappeared.