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

When Yan Ruyu returned to the room, she saw two little ones lying beside the bed, telling Huo Changhe stories.

Lively and colorful, with dancing eyebrows.

Yan Ruyu: "..."

And this treatment.

Huo Changheng turned around and saw her. Huo Qinxiang ran over with a smile: "Aunt Fairy, you are here just in time, hurry up!"

Yan Ruyu was pulled to the bed, and two pairs of small hands held her down.

"What?" Yan Ruyu was a little shocked.

"Lie down!" the two little ones said in unison.

"You guys lie down together."

Yan Ruyu was shocked: "What?"

Huo Qinxiang pointed to Xiaolan on the window sill with her little hand: "Xiaolan taught us, let's lie down together."

Yan Ruyu: "!!"

Myna flapped his wings and flew away: "What are you doing, what are you doing! Abbot, what are you doing!"

Yan Ruyu gritted her teeth: Lisek, what nonsense did you teach!

"Be good and go out to play while I treat the prince's illness."

Huo Changheng had a serious face and patted Huo Changhe: "Brother, be good and treat him well."

"Okay, got it."

The two of them turned back three times and went out. Huo Changhe laughed out loud: "The treatment is not bad, quite comfortable."

Yan Ruyu also laughed: "You are very beautiful."

Huo Changhe hugged her gently: "Are you tired? Take a rest."

Yan Ruyu was still a little uncomfortable, so she lay down in his arms, closed her eyes and said "Hmm".

Huo Changhe was not sleepy. He probably had bad eyesight and his other senses were more acute. He noticed Yan Ruyu's tiredness and the faint smell of medicine on her body.

Holding her in his arms, he heard her breathing become deep and long, she must have fallen asleep.

Huo Changhe lowered his eyes, trying to see her clearly, but he couldn't see clearly.

Not without regrets.

Huo Changhe closed his eyes to hide the disappointment in his eyes.

It was nearly noon when Yan Ruyu woke up, feeling better and the stinging pain in her heart subsided.

Huo Changhe had bad eyesight and ate more lightly. The eldest lady specially made noodles for him with green vegetables, put an egg in, and made chicken soup for Yan Ruyu.

When the green vegetables entered his mouth, Huo Changhe was slightly surprised: "This dish tastes really good."

Yan Ruyu took a bite, and it was indeed very good, with a special fresh and sweet taste.

"Where did it come from?"

"The abbot got it. He used to grow vegetables in the temple and loved tinkering with them. He made them well. He probably bought them from the vegetable farmer."

Huo Changhe didn't ask any more questions and ate all the vegetables and noodles.

Yan Ruyu took the bowl out and went to find the abbot.

The abbot was eating in his room. He always ate by himself and quietly improved his life.

Seeing Yan Ruyu come in, she was so frightened that she almost dropped the chicken drumstick in her hand.

"I was shocked. I thought it was someone. Did you eat it?"

"Have you eaten it?" Yan Ruyu asked, "Does your green vegetable have a high yield?"

"High, high," the abbot said, getting excited. It was rare for him to be able to do something good. "Isn't this what we ate on the road before? Why do you ask so suddenly?"

"Today's green vegetables feel different from those in the past, and they taste better." Yan Ruyu asked again, "How are the seeds I gave you?"

"After planting it, I also watered it. The space grows quickly. It should sprout by now."

"Go and see."

The abbot was stunned: "Now?"

"Now."

The abbot put down the chicken legs and jumped into the space to take a look. He came out not long after, shocked and angry: "I'll go, all the ones I planted are dead! There are a few small buds sprouting, and they have indeed sprouted, but I don't know why. Dead again!"

"It's like the hair transplant failed, and the little fuzz became bald again."

Yan Ruyu: "..."

"Your green vegetables grow so well and can also grow tea trees. Why can't you plant some medicinal herbs?" Yan Ruyu was also puzzled.

"I don't know, this thing is just annoying. I walked through it not long after I opened the space, and I haven't figured out its functions and habits yet." The abbot was annoyed.

"Take out some of the water in your space and let me take a look."

If it can grow anything else, there is nothing wrong with the land. He said he watered it.

The abbot went in again, took a teapot and filled it.

Yan Ruyu poured a glass and smelled something before she even picked it up.

"Did you smell it?"

The abbot sniffed: "It seems like... the smell of medicine?"

Yan Ruyu took a sip of the water in the cup. It did taste like medicine.

The abbot also poured a cup and took a sip: "Hey, it does taste like medicine, and it's not bitter. It tastes good."

"Can't I water the ground with this water?"

Yan Ruyu felt that he hit the key point: "How do you get your green vegetables?"

"The green vegetables grow on their own. No matter how good they are, why should I water them when I have nothing to do? Didn't the seeds just go to the ground today and I just wanted to water them?"

Yan Ruyu slowly drank the water in the cup, thoughtfully, took the teapot and left.

"What's going on, tell me!"

"It's nothing. I'm going to do an experiment. You eat first and talk about it later."

Yan Ruyu carried the teapot back to the house and soaked the handkerchief with water.

"Changhe, let me apply some pressure on your eyes."

Huo Changhe took off the black gauze: "What is this? It's icy and cool, and it has a faint medicinal fragrance."

"Let's try the potion and see if it works," Yan Ruyu said with some hope in her heart.

Huo Changhe smiled slightly: "Okay, give it a try. It doesn't matter if it doesn't work. It's nice to feel cool and comfortable."

Yan Ruyu said nothing, sat down next to him and held his hand.

The coolness on the veil subsided and slowly became warm. Yan Ruyu replaced it, and Huo Changhe opened his eyes and tried it.

The stiffness on his face flashed away: "Not bad."

Useless.

Disappointment appeared in Yan Ruyu's eyes, and she smiled slightly and said, "Then apply it for a while."

Yan Ruyu's focus was on Huo Changhe, and there were people in charge of the outside business, so even though she was busy, it was running smoothly.

It was almost evening, and Yin Ding came back from outside to report.

"Your Majesty, Princess, the Song family has a new head."

"who is it?"

"It's Second Master Song," Yin Ding said in a puzzled tone, "I saw him dead at that time! Now he suddenly appears again. The old man is still unconscious on the bed, and he shouldn't last a few days."

Yan Ruyu's voice was slightly cold: "We can make Beibei disguise. If there is an expert behind the Song family, then Song Er can do it. I'm afraid that he would have been replaced at Goulanshe at that time."

Huo Changhe thought deeply: "It's ridiculous that Uncle Song thought that he had exhausted all his agencies. Unexpectedly, he ended up making a wedding dress for someone else."

"What else? He became the head of the family, and then what did he do?" Huo Changhe asked, "Isn't it just to support a dude to be the head of the family?"

Yin Ding hummed, "Your Majesty is right, this guy has done a lot. He patrols stores everywhere and takes away power everywhere. He is afraid that others will not know that he is the head of the family, and those who don't know will think that his father is dead."

Huo Changhe's dark eyes were like two deep pools: "Then let his father die."

Yin Ding was startled for a moment, then understood: "I understand!"

Yin Ding turned around and went to do it, while Yan Ruyu fed Huo Changhe medicine: "If Mr. Song doesn't care about his father and still walks around, there must be something wrong."

"It shows that he took the opportunity to hide his true purpose and didn't even care about his father's death."