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

"Pharmacist Li, why don't we have Cistanche deserticola, snow chrysanthemum..."

Ning Luo casually looked at the medicine bucket and ordered.

"Tomorrow, ask the medicine dealer to send some over."

"Miss Huiluo, I'm afraid these medicines are only available in the palace. They are all tributes from the Western Regions. They are very rare and precious. They are not available in the market." Pharmacist Li explained: "Those who come to our store for medical treatment are ordinary people. People, there is no need for these medicines, I haven’t seen Cistanche deserticola in several years.”

Ning Luo smiled and said: "If the supplier has it, you can buy some. Dr. Zhuang's medical skills are superb. Maybe in the future, dignitaries will come to him for treatment and they will be of use."

Pharmacist Li responded: "Hey, okay, next time the medicinal material dealer comes over, I'll ask him if he has any goods."

Dr. Zhuang just finished acupuncture for a patient and sent the patient away. He came over and said, "Miss Luo, as far as I know, these herbs have been extinct for many years. This is what I heard when I was practicing medicine in Shezhou the year before last."

Ning Luo's heart skipped a beat: "Oh, why are they extinct?"

Dr. Zhuang frowned and said, "It is said that the medicinal material producing area in the Western Regions encountered sandstorms for several consecutive years. Several cities were buried under the sand, and these medicinal species also became extinct."

Ning Luo couldn't help but feel pain in her heart.

If this is true, wouldn't the poison of the War King be hopeless?

No wonder he couldn't find any of his own people.

If I hadn't told him that the poison could be cured, maybe he wouldn't have had any hope of survival.

Now if hope turns into disappointment, how can we bear it?

Ning Luo no longer had any intention of inspecting the shop, so he told them to go their separate ways and drove his carriage back home.

Entering the backyard, I saw an unusually harmonious scene.

War King and Lan Zhaoyi were playing dice and playing chess.

"Princess Zhan is back, please take a seat."

Lan Zhaoyi heard the commotion and stood up to invite her over.

Ning Luo cheered up and walked over and asked with a smile: "What kind of chess are you playing? I have never seen it before."

"This is backgammon. If you don't know how to play, let the King of War teach you."

"I'll make tea and you can play."

Lan Zhaoyi turned around and left in time, with a smile in her eyes.

Ning Luo said casually: "Lan Zhaoyi, cut some slices of the watermelon I bought at noon, and wash a bunch of grapes."

"Hey, okay, I'll bring it right away."

When Lan Zhaoyi came out of the backyard, Xiao Ding looked over with a faint look.

"Now that you've become successful, you dare to command the emperor's women."

"What? Feeling distressed? Then why did you cut off a piece of her flesh this morning?" Ning Luo looked at him and asked probingly: "I just went out for a short while, and your relationship broke the ice?"

"Should I respect her from now on, or..."

Xiao Ding said: "That's all, just treat her as a temporary guest."

He would choose an opportunity to let Lan Zhaoyi fake her death and send her back to her hometown in Yue County for her retirement.

Be kind to each other these days.

Ning Luo chuckled: "It seems that the prince respects Lan Zhaoyi very much. To be honest, the prince is luckier than me. Someone took care of me when I was a child. I am even worse than you. I lost my mother when I was born and was raped at the age of five. It was thrown into the mountains and almost didn’t get eaten by wolves.”

"Aren't you sitting here right now, wearing silk and satin, eating fine clothes and fine food?" Xiao Ding sneered disdainfully and threw the dice in front of her.

"This pair of land chess is based on throwing dice and moving across the river according to the points. The one with more points will be moved first, then the one with fewer points. The one who occupies the opponent's camp first wins."

"So that's it, it's very simple."

Ning Luo picked up the dice and tossed it lightly, "It's time to test my luck!"

The two dice were placed on the plate and spun around for a while before settling.

One point on each surface.

"Hey, I'm really lucky."

Ning Luo looked sad.

"Do it again." The man opposite encouraged him.

Ning Luo picked up the dice and rolled it again.

Looking closely, it is still two one.

"With such bad luck, I'm dead!"

Ning Luo lamented, thinking about the disappearance of the seven-flavor medicine, she really felt that she was so unlucky.

Will you flee or be buried in the future?

"I can lend you some good luck."

Xiao Ding picked up the dice and threw it confidently. After placing it on the plate, both dices showed six points.