On the wedding night, the substitute princess cured the war king's poison

Ning Luo trotted to the bedroom and rummaged through the wardrobe before matching the outfit of the Warlike King.

In addition to outer robes and middle garments, there are also crotch garments and belts.

So tedious.

Suddenly he remembered the clothes he had not changed yet.

The dowry was an empty box, with not a single piece of silk or silk in it.

The scumbag father calculated that she would not survive the next day, so he was reluctant to give her any dowry.

Deserves jail time.

When my mother got married, there were 148 dowry bearers.

Thinking of this, Ning Luo decided to go back to Ning's Mansion tomorrow to get back her property and not to take advantage of the stepmother.

Bah, that concubine who is in a higher position has no right to be her stepmother.

Ning Luo was planning as he walked and had already brought the War King's clothes into the bathroom.

"Your Majesty, these are your clothes. I have never served anyone else before, so I don't know if they match well."

"Put it in the wheelchair." Xiao Ding said quietly.

"Yes."

Ning Luo crossed the screen and glanced at the man in the bathtub.

Broad shoulders and thick back, strong and strong muscle lines, still chestnut color, with a strong masculine atmosphere.

Her black hair is draped behind her shoulders.

In the mist of water, his handsome face made people dare not look directly at him.

What a handsome man.

So rich.

It's a pity that she only dares to appreciate it but not tolerate it.

Xiao Ding also noticed her gaze. Their eyes met for a moment, and his earlobes were slightly red.

"What are you looking at?"

"Didn't see anything."

Ning Luo looked away, quickly put down the King of War's clothes, and seemed to run away.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of King Zhan's lips. After getting dressed, he turned his wheelchair and came out. He saw Ning Luo casually picking a small pine tree nearby in the yard. The pine needles fell to the ground, and one of the branches was almost bald by her.

"What are you doing picking those needles?"

Ning Luo came to her senses, still holding a handful of pine needles in her hand.

It just felt a little prickly.

However, in order to cover up the embarrassment of peeping just now, she immediately explained with a smile:

"My lord, these pine needles can be used to make tea and drink. It can prolong your life."

This woman was very responsive.

"Is that so? Then you can make a pot for me to drink."

"Yes."

After the King of War turned his wheelchair and left, Ning Luo had to carefully collect a handful of pine needles, hold them in his hands, and enter the kitchen again.

After Ning Luo made tea from the pine needles, he brought it to his bedroom and saw that the King of War was still sitting in a wheelchair, holding a book in his hand.

Originally there were no books in this dormitory.

So... there must be a secret room.

There must also be secret guards.

"Your Majesty, the pine needle tea is ready."

Ning Luo poured a small cup and handed it to him, "It's still a little hot now, please drink it slowly."

Xiao Ding took it and took a sip. It was a bit bitter, fragrant and a bit sweet.

“Can this pine needle water really prolong life?”

"Yes, it can activate blood circulation, calm the nerves, dispel wind and dampness, and relieve fever..."

Ning Luo mentioned many benefits in one breath.

Xiao Ding looked at her nimble red lips and drank the glass of pine needle water in his hand.

"You know a lot, can this tea cure my leg disease?"

"If you insist on drinking it on an empty stomach in the morning and evening, it will be beneficial over time." Ning Luo replied conservatively.

"My legs are cold again."

"I'll help you with acupuncture."

Ning Luo took out a small cloth bag from his waist, squatted down in front of the War King, lifted up his robe, took off his boots, took out a silver needle from the bag, and inserted needles into several acupuncture points.

After inserting the silver needle, twist it gently.

Xiao Ding felt a strong flow of air flowing down from his waist.

The soles of my feet felt much warmer instantly.

"You have good medical skills. Who did you study under?"

"My master is known as Piaomiao Taoist."

Xiao Ding had never heard of this name, but he felt more reassured.

"Can you please ask him to treat this king?"