The Princess's Deadly Daily Life

In the courtyard, the sound of throwing stones could be heard one after another.

Li Xi held the bow and arrow in his delicate hand with one eye closed. As he frowned, he loosened his hand and heard a crisp sound coming from the arrow pot a hundred steps away. Naturally, he had hit the target again.

The maids didn't know how to draw a bow, so they just threw the arrows with their bare hands. However, a hundred steps was too far away, and no one could throw it into the narrow mouth of the bottle, and no one dared to say anything.

Now Shanluo has gone to Puzhou, and Wei Yu has just woken up. With her fourth uncle by her side, Li Xiying is not in a position to disturb her.

Now, there was no place to hang out, so I had to find some fun on my own. So I was bored and started playing pitch pot with the maids in the courtyard.

As she kept shooting, she inevitably lost interest. None of the maids could match her, and it seemed meaningless for her to win alone without any fighting spirit.

If it were at Muyan Villa, the maids around her could at least put up a fight. But it seems that none of the maids here at Fourth Uncle's place are as good as those in the villa.

Come to think of it, the maids here are more familiar with taking care of people than anyone else in the village. It is understandable that they have no way of learning how to play pots, archery, bamboo flute, and string instruments, and cannot have fun with their masters.

This went on for a while without any meaning, so he asked someone to prepare a good stove and a good pot so that he could make some tea to relieve his boredom.

In the past, brewing tea was very tedious, but it was fun; picking tea leaves in the mountains, preparing the tea leaves, roasting the tea leaves, pounding them, grinding them into powder... it took half a month to complete this series of steps to turn them into drinkable tea.

Nowadays, all kinds of materials are available, which not only loses some of the fun of producing and selling by oneself.

After half an hour of boiling the tea for the third time, many teacups on the table were already filled with tea.

She added some salt flowers to the tea to remove the last bit of bitterness. The salt flowers melted away in the foam like rain falling into the soil. Then she called to the maids, "Come and drink it while it's hot. Don't waste it."

After saying that, I couldn't help but feel even more bored looking at their stupid and unruly looks.

She paused what she was doing, as if she remembered something.

The last bit of tea in the pot looked turbid, and the foam on top had turned dark brown. Suddenly, the dirty and pitiful appearance of the little beggar suddenly flashed through my mind.

I wonder if the little beggar has used the gold ornaments I gave him last time. Although he fulfilled his promise to treat his grandmother, he has not visited her to see if she has recovered from her illness for such a long time. I also wonder if she is still stealing to make a living. I can't help but worry whether she will be snatched away by nearby refugees as he said last time.

At such a young age, he not only had to take care of himself but also his grandmother. In order to survive, he was forced to steal and rob. It would be too harsh to ask a child to do so with moral principles. But thinking that there were many houses here, raising these two orphans and widows should not be a problem.

As he spoke, he put down the teacup in his hand, very interested.

The maids opened their eyes in confusion. The princess was making tea one moment and suddenly threatened to leave the house the next.

He packed nothing and did not inform His Royal Highness Prince Xian, saying that he should not be disturbed while he was treating patients, and then he walked out of the hospital.

It happened that there was a sneaky person at the gate of the palace.

Li Xixuan stopped inside the door.

The man was about thirty years old, about seven feet tall, with a bent neck and a hunched body, carrying a cloth bundle on his back. He wandered around hesitantly, looking up at the palace from time to time and then lowering his head to think about something. When he looked up again, he saw a lady standing at the threshold, looking at him leisurely.

He shuddered with fear, as if he were a guilty thief. In panic, he lowered his head and pretended to leave, but he stopped after a few steps.

After a few breaths, he turned around again, pretending to be calm, and nodded.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard the young lady speak first: "Who are you looking for?"

He was startled, looked up and then lowered his eyelids. The young lady seemed to be able to see through people's minds, so he couldn't help feeling guilty: "How did the young lady know that I was looking for someone?"

There was a scar on his forehead, passing through his eyebrow and half an inch away from reaching his eyelid. He tried to cover it with some stray hair on his forehead, but it was of no use and it completely covered nothing.

Li Xi raised the corners of his lips with a fake smile, not wanting to expose how obvious his behavior was, so he got straight to the point: "Who are you looking for? Just tell me directly."

He also realized that he had nowhere to hide, and his cheeks turned red. He bowed again and said, "My name is Xu Bayuan, and I live in Wushan. I make a living by practicing medicine and saving lives. This time I came here to... to learn medicine from a master!"

"Learn medicine from a master?" Li Xiqie asked seriously. I thought he was going to live with a relative who worked in the palace, so he asked again, "Since you make a living by practicing medicine and saving lives, why do you want to learn medicine from a master?"

He said: "Xu Ba's medical skills are not very sophisticated, especially in treating skin diseases. He wants to make a breakthrough, so he came here because of his reputation..."

Li Xi didn't want to know about his training, so she interrupted him, but she guessed it almost right, "Who is his master?"

"Your Highness Prince Xian." He nodded without hesitation.

"How ridiculous! You knew this was the palace? You hesitated for a long time at the door. You must have known that this idea was absurd. His Royal Highness Prince Xian does know some medical knowledge, but he is also self-taught and has studied hard. You can also buy a few medical books to study on your own or taste hundreds of herbs on your own. You come to the palace to learn from the master, so you won't return empty-handed."

"I can recite everything recorded in the book by heart, but I have not found anything that is not recorded in the book. To be honest, I saw Your Highness save a woman a few days ago. She had a new scar on her face. If I were to treat her, the scar would be very obvious after it heals, just like the scar on my forehead that will accompany me for the rest of my life. But Your Highness can make the scar disappear. This medical skill has always been difficult to crack, so I wanted to come and ask for your advice."

He said this with great sincerity, but Li Xixiao discovered a clue, "How do you know that the woman's scar has disappeared? You have been observing His Royal Highness Prince Xian's every move?"

He shook his head hastily, his eyes flickering to avoid the question, "Xu Ba dare not, but I have heard of His Highness a long time ago. I have seen or heard of His Highness saving the people from illness and suffering several times. His medical skills are so superb that Xu Ba can't even compare to him!..."

"Chang'an is so big, it's really a coincidence that you came here, but please go back." After saying that, Li Xiying left with her maid.

It is not in the book. It is the exclusive secret recipe of Fourth Uncle. Given Fourth Uncle's personality, he would teach it for free. But she does not want Xu Baxue to learn it. She always feels that Xu Baxue is not trying to cure the people but has some ulterior motives. In short, he does not seem like a good person.

She didn't listen to what the man said, and the maids followed him and left the palace together.

Soon they arrived at the place where the little beggar lived.

This place seemed to be even more dilapidated than a few days ago. The huge hut was now supported by only a few pieces of wood. The wind blew in from all directions and it was swaying, showing signs of collapsing at any time.

I called the little beggar several times but no one responded.

Li Xiying then went into the house.

A pungent smell hit my face. Although I had smelled it at the door just now, it was not so strong.

The maids behind couldn't stand the fumes and shouted, "What is this... the meat is rotten."

"Yeah, it stinks."

"Princess, let's go out. What if it collapses?"