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

Wan Wan was disappointed, "It's really boring. It doesn't look like Master Wan is domineering at all."

Chu Cong said: "Indeed, I am the victim."

Although he smiled gently, Qiao Zhenzhen could see danger in his smiling eyes.

It seems that the prince is not as gentle and harmless as he appears.

This is good.

It was cold and the medicine cooled quickly. Chu Cong drank a third of it and soon fell asleep.

Qiao Zhenzhen said: "Prince, you are already tired from traveling all the way. The prescription prescribed by Master for these two days also includes some medicine to soothe your nerves and help you sleep."

She went out and called Wang Cheng in.

Wang Cheng supported Chu Cong and said, "Sir, the bedroom has been tidied up."

Qiao Zhenzhen said, "Please keep me warm, please. It's cold. Don't get cold again."

The conditions of Baoguo Temple are naturally not comparable to those of the East Palace.

Her attitude was very polite, but not flattering. She did not look down upon the servants who accompanied the royal family at all, and treated them like ordinary people.

"Miss Mo is too polite. This is all your servant's business."

Wang Cheng was a little flattered, and his heart was dazzled by her smile.

There were rumors outside that Mr. Mo's daughter was arrogant and unreasonable, but now that they have actually gotten along with each other, they realized that the rumors were untrue. They couldn't find fault with Mr. Mo, so they could make a fuss about his family.

He has seen all kinds of people, and he can tell at a glance whether they are sincere or pretending.

In Miss Mo's eyes, there was no contempt for disabled people like them.

Qiao Zhenzhen didn't mean to clear her name, but it was a matter of target. Her underlying logic was survival. She acted as a rude little bully in front of the prince and the serving prince because she was afraid that the current enemy was not enough.

And it’s time for Mo Yuying to “grow up” gradually.

Qiao Zhenzhen added: "When the young master wakes up, you will send someone to tell me that he still needs to take two meals of medicine today."

Wang Cheng said "promise".

The prince's eyes were so painful that he could hardly open them. He yawned frequently, but he still politely said: "Miss Mo, see you later."

Wang Cheng helped him leave.

Qiao Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief. He was a prince after all. It was really embarrassing for people like her.

He picked up the remaining two-thirds of the concoction on the stove, covered it with a lid, and escorted it back to the east chamber bedroom. He said to Ten Wan: "As for this medicine, the prince is not allowed to drink it until he has finished drinking it." Leave the eyes of one of us, and don’t allow anyone else to get close.”

Ten Wan nodded solemnly, "Yes!"

The courtyard was crowded and chaotic. Who knew whether the people around Chu Cong were reliable? Even the people around her, she didn't dare to completely trust them, so she had to be careful.

This time she called Chu Cong to Baoguo Temple. If something happens to someone here, then the whole world will be destroyed!

……

Chu Cong slept deeply this time, and it was already midnight when he woke up. The sun set early in winter, and the lights were already lit in the yard.

Wang Cheng stayed by his side. When he saw someone waking up, he called a young eunuch and asked him to inform Miss Mo that the young master was awake.

Chu Cong woke up and got out of bed, while Wang Cheng dressed him.

He said: "Let's go and find Miss Mo."

When they arrived at the inner courtyard, Qiao Zhenzhen was giving him warm medicine in the big study. When she saw the prince, she stood up and saluted. Chu Cong said goodbye and sat down gracefully. When he came here before, his focus was on physical problems. Now Only then did I have time to carefully look at the details of the study.

It was so simple and cold that he rolled up his sleeves and asked as if he had nothing to say: "Is Miss Mo still adapting to life in the temple?"

Wang Cheng went out and asked the waiter to light a hand stove.

Qiao Zhenzhen also sat down, "Fortunately, I was a little uncomfortable at first, but I got used to it after living there for a few days."

She always talks like this to everyone, but in fact she has never been uncomfortable with it.

There were so many people around her who took good care of her. During her absence, craftsmen even renovated the wing where she lived and laid the floor.

The rooms in the temple just don't have the ornate soft furnishings they had in Mo's house. The interiors are essentially the same, but they can't compare with the simplicity and convenience of modern equipment.

"Isn't the miracle doctor here?"

There were too many people in the courtyard, and Xie Qianzhong didn't like it, so he hid at Zen Master Mingtong's place and had dinner by the way, saying that he would go back to the courtyard after going to bed.

Of course Qiao Zhenzhen would not tell Chu Cong the truth.

Otherwise, it will be directly exposed that Zen Master Mingtong has not truly retreated, which is the crime of deceiving the emperor.

"Master couldn't sit still and wandered off to who knows where. Before he left, he said he would come back at this time so that we didn't have to wait for him."

"How old is the miracle doctor?" Chu Cong asked curiously, "I heard stories about him when I was a child, and it happened decades ago. Nowadays, many people are looking for him, but there is no news. Many Everyone thought he was no longer alive.”

Qiao Zhenzhen shook her head, "Master said he couldn't remember clearly, but he must have been close to ninety. He said he was already an adult when Dashun was founded."

Chu Cong was speechless, "He is already in his prime years, but I see that the old man is in very good health. In such a cold weather, he didn't even wear a cotton shirt."

"Master has been practicing Kung Fu since he was a child, so there is a legacy." Qiao Zhenzhen said with a smile, "We can't compare, it's better to be obedient and wear warm clothes."

"Is the old man a Taoist priest?" Chu Cong thought for a while and said, "I heard that it comes from Taiqing Temple in Jiangyuan Mountain in Youzhou."

Qiao Zhenzhen nodded, "Well, he is still a nominal temple master."

"Then why did you choose to live in seclusion in Baoguo Temple?"

"The main thing is to take the unexpected."

Qiao Zhenzhen did not tell him that Xie Qianzhong and Zen Master Mingtong were close friends.

"There are too many people who go to Taiqing Temple every year to try their luck and look for him. Naturally, we can't just sit around and wait for others. Master is not young, so he has to find a fixed place to stay. He is said to be living in seclusion, but after all he has to live a life. This Baoguo Temple Although it is not as lush as the Guanghua Temple outside the city, the facilities are good in all aspects. However, recently, due to the relationship with Zen Master Mingtong, it has become famous and there are more pilgrims. Fortunately, when this courtyard was built, a quiet location was chosen .”

"That's right, the scenery here is pretty good."

Chu Cong's smiling eyes were so crooked that Qiao Zhenzhen couldn't help but laugh together.

At present, the prince seems to be pretty good, so Qiao Zhenzhen does not regret taking the risk to reveal that he may have been poisoned.

Wang Cheng lifted the thick cotton curtain, and the two of them looked at him at the same time.

Wang Cheng quickly lowered his head, came over quietly in small steps, and stuffed a copper hand stove with complicated carvings into Chu Cong's arms.

Chu Cong glanced at Wang Cheng. A little girl didn't even say that she was cold and had a hand stove. However, he was a big man with such a "frail body" that he was somewhat out of place.

Wang Cheng understood instantly and buried his head lower, "Young Master, dinner is ready, do you want to put it here?"

Chu Cong looked at Qiao Zhenzhen. Qiao Zhenzhen stood up and saluted him, "Young Master, please have your meal here. When it's finished, the temperature of the concoction should be almost the same, so I won't disturb you for now. There's a third step. "Dun, drink before going to bed."

Before Chu Cong could politely keep her, Qiao Zhenzhen left the study on her own.

Ten Wan was still taking medicine in the bedroom, so her dinner was placed in the bedroom.

Around Haishi, Chu Cong was asked to drink the last medicine. Qiao Zhenzhen felt as if she had completed a daily task.