Chen Yi came out of the yard filled with various plants, and he appeared in Mo Jingyao's sight.
She saw him watering the potted plants himself, then picked some leaves, and some of them took the stems.
Jing Yao thought to herself, without his special equipment here, can he prepare medicine in the shortest time?
In the palace, Chen Yi calmed down. He had already picked more than a dozen Chinese herbal medicines and he was trying to prescribe medicine.
In the evening.
Taylor was always by the king's side under the coercion of his mother. He did not play games or even took out his mobile phone. Sitting in front of the bed, he looked at his increasingly thin father. He felt a little sad and felt indescribable.
The king knew that he had been infected with chronic poison, so he looked at his son, but there was no flaw in Taylor.
Therefore, the king could not determine whether his son was involved in the poisoning incident.
Although he had poor homework, he kept watching him grow up, and the child was not bad-minded.
"Father, how do you feel now? There is a banquet in the palace tonight. Do you want to join in the fun?"
Taylor asked very directly, and used the three words to join in the fun. It can be imagined that his relationship with his father is still OK.
He also said, "Father, if you can take it, it is better to go out for a walk and relax than to lie down here."
"What is your mother doing? There are so many palaces, why do she still build a castle park?" The king did not blame in his tone, but was asking, "Don't she discuss this with me?"
"She said that the land was given to her by you, and it was empty. She started planning a few years ago, hoping to build a retro castle with modern technology." Taylor said it directly, "Just, According to your preferences, you can move in with her at that time."
The king would not say anything more about building a castle.
Taylor asked again, "Father, are you attending the banquet?"
The king said to him without hesitation, "I will attend the banquet tonight. You should go back to your own palace first. Don't guard me, I'm fine."
"It's okay for me to go back, so why not spend more time with you." Taylor suddenly became much more sensible. He was really sad, "By the way, father, I just heard Arthur say that he wanted to find an Arab doctor for you, he would Is it better than the national medical doctor?”
"Who knows this? But you have to be cured if you are sick." The king waved his hand at him, "You have to attend the banquet, and your brother has to attend. By the way, don't you know him yet?"
So the king ordered someone to shout Chen Yi over.
Hearing the footsteps, Taylor, who was sitting in the chair in front of the bed, turned his eyes when he heard the sound. Seeing Chen Yi walking towards this side step by step, Yingting's face was covered with a hint of coldness, and her eyes were unfathomable.
He looks indifferent to fame and fortune, but he always gives people a feeling of being unsimple.
"Father." Chen Yi came to the bed and bent down to salute the king, "What are you asking for me?"
Taylor, sitting in the chair, kept looking up at him, while Chen Yi didn't even look at him from the corner of his eyes. The coldness and distantness made Taylor feel uncomfortable.
They are all the sons of their fathers, why should he?
Taylor stood up and took over his father's words, "No need to introduce him to him, hello, my name is Taylor, born to Princess Catherine, your half-brother."
After the words came to his mind, Taylor extended his hand to Chen Yi.
Chen Yi looked at him lightly, and said nothing, but just stretched out his hand.