She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

Chu Cong heard Ten Thousand barking non-stop and didn't know why, so he asked: "Is it hungry?"

Ten Thousand Round Eyes, full of sincere feelings, answered:

"Then did you bring anything delicious?"

"It's not hungry. You can tell by looking at its size. It's just greedy."

Qiao Zhenzhen didn't give Ten Thousand any face.

Ten Wan was angry, ran to her legs, and punched the cat more than ten times, "I told you not to speak ill of me in front of strangers! Wan Ye's glorious image has been ruined by you!"

A cat, where does the glorious image come from.

Qiao Zhenzhen pushed its big head away, "Just play with it, it's annoying."

Chu Cong couldn't help but laugh. The way this person and cat get along is really interesting.

The Crown Princess's cat ignored everyone and couldn't be teased, which made him feel disappointed, so he always felt that dogs were more interesting to keep, but the Mo family's cat was different from the others. It was indeed like Qichen. What he said was very close to his family, and he could understand simple human speech.

Ten Wan rubbed his nose with his paw, "The smell is really unbearable."

Its sense of smell is hundreds of thousands of times sharper than that of humans, and the smell of traditional Chinese medicine is simply a form of attack for it, second only to stinky feet.

"I told you to let you play for a while." Qiao Zhenzhen said without mercy.

But Ten Thousand, who loves to join in the fun, will stay even in the face of such a biochemical attack. It covered its nose and lay down at Qiao Zhenzhen's feet, staring at Chu Cong with its two citrine-like eyes.

As the son of the empress, Chu Cong was destined to be the prince. He was used to being stared at, but he was not afraid of the trivial matter of Ten Wan. He even reached out and rubbed Ten Wan's head in a friendly manner.

He said: "Looking at how you prepare medicine, you are quite skilled at it."

Not at all like a boudoir daughter who has no fingers in the spring water.

"Although doctors generally have medicine boys to help cook medicine, they still have to learn to collect medicine, process it, and decoct medicine. Just like the prince, although he will be the emperor in the future, he still has to travel to various ministries before." Qiao Zhenzhen said slowly He said, holding the cattail leaf fan in his hand to control the heat in the furnace.

"That's true. If you don't understand how each department operates, how can you coordinate and manage it well? It's just... do you want to be a doctor in the future?"

Qiao Zhenzhen glanced at him, probably because she had never seen a lady like her before. Han Zheng told him something about himself again. His curiosity was so strong that he had no sense of boundaries.

But the other party was the prince, so she still answered in a good temper, "I haven't decided yet."

She herself is not very interested in treating people. Her original purpose of studying medicine was just to take care of her own health. But now she has become the only descendant of a miracle doctor. The pressure is really not small. She has learned a skill and is not a doctor who can save the world. It's hard to explain.

Xie Qianzhong didn't put any pressure on her. He just wanted to find someone to pass on his skills to.

As for whether she would treat people in the future, Xie Qianzhong didn't care.

She used to think that a person who could be called a miracle doctor must be the kind of person who has the world in mind and is responsible for saving people. But after being together for so long, she had more or less sensed the master's temperament. Whether it was treating diseases and saving people, or poisoning people, he would always You act according to your own temperament.

The main theme is that I am happy and happy.

"If you show your identity as a disciple of the miracle doctor Xie, you won't have to worry about not having any patients."

Doctors who make a living by treating people only worry about whether they have any patients. Qiao Zhenzhen's betrothal gift and dowry combined are enough for her daily consumption level for several lifetimes.

"Although it's possible, it's not necessary." Qiao Zhenzhen said, "Furthermore, Master advised me from the beginning not to disclose the identity of the disciple of the miracle doctor. The prince also asked you to keep it a secret after you return."

"This is natural." Chu Cong said with a smile, "It's just that people talk a lot, and there will always be a day when they are known."

Qiao Zhenzhen sighed, "Who says it's not the case." She moved her eyes away from the medicine jar and glanced at Chu Cong, with a slightly complaining tone, "Prince, you are too careless."

Chu Cong understood that if he was not ill, she would not reveal her identity to the outside world.

Now that he goes up the mountain, no matter how careful he is, more people will know her identity.

Chu Cong touched his nose awkwardly and said, "I'll pay more attention in the future."

"But I don't blame you, you still have to blame the person who harmed others. It's not so easy to prevent a thief for a thousand days as long as you are a thief for a thousand days." Qiao Zhenzhen understood deeply. If not, why would she bother to learn a skill on her own? He crushed the ground fiercely and whispered, "Don't let me know who it is!"

Chu Cong was surprised that she was angrier than him, the person involved in the poisoning, but after thinking about the trouble she might face in the future, he understood a little bit.

As for his own poisoning, it was unexpected but not unexpected, and he didn't have much trouble in his heart.

There’s just a sense that the dust has finally begun to settle.

How many people yearn for that supreme position.

Just like the battle between the father and the emperor's generation, it was really too cruel.

My father traveled to the seventh place, and none of the first six survived.

He had a profound understanding of the matter of brothers turning against each other without the need for anyone to teach him.

Therefore, he has been with his half-brothers since he was a child. He is not close to them, but he is not alienated either. But when it comes to feelings, it is better to stay in touch with them.

"If you know who it is, what are Miss Mo's plans?" Chu Cong said jokingly.

This confused Qiao Zhenzhen.

She did not answer, but glanced at Chu Cong, and quickly turned her attention back to the medicine jar. By now the medicine was boiling, she stopped fanning the fire, and after three boils, she skimmed the foam and took it from the cupboard. Take out a clean bowl and carefully pour the concoction into it.

From her glance, Chu Cong seemed to see something completely different from the character she showed.

But if I want to distinguish it carefully, it is not clear.

"Let it cool before drinking." Qiao Zhenzhen said. She paused before answering the question Chu Cong asked before, "What can I do? The prince is the victim."

Ten Wan suddenly said, "Can I kill him?"

Since the incident with the second prince, it was confirmed that the will of the world exists, Ten Wan has been much more careful in his actions, let alone taking human lives.

Qiao Zhenzhen communicated with it in her heart, "Perhaps, only when I really feel in my heart that that person should go offline and is not important, can I let the other person receive the lunch box." Instead of the kind of "seizing the direct descendant" that is said on the lips. In every story about palace fighting and house fighting, it is considered an important plot. For important plot characters, you should not be able to kill each other under the watchful eye of the world's will."

Although Tang Anning is the heroine, she is the author after all.

When the author feels that the character is still useful, the other person cannot disappear.

Similarly, only when she really feels that this "book" should reach its finale, can she type out the entire text, complete the world, and leave here.

So the so-called progress on Ten Thousand's side may be the progress she thinks subconsciously.

This cannot be faked or deceived.