"This is taking over your mess, otherwise the front page headline will be you, will you still want your Prince Taylor's reputation in the future? Let the people talk about you cynical and have no sense of doing things?"
"I have written all the reviews, are you still talking about it?" Taylor looked at her rebelliously, "You go and go! Don't guard me every day!"
"Don't stare at Jing Yao anymore." Catherine sounded the alarm for her son again, "She is your sister-in-law. This is a fact that cannot be changed. You must accept it from the bottom of your heart!"
"I understand!" Taylor was really annoyed, "You go quickly! Don't pick up any pot without opening it!"
Catherine knew he had heard it, so she put down the ointment and said to him calmly, "Then you have a good rest, I'll go and see the progress of the castle construction."
She always cared about this matter and would go and see it every now and then because after the castle was built, she had other uses and had a plan in her mind.
After his mother left, Taylor was still sitting in front of the mirror. He was playing with the ointment that Prince Louis sent to him. The effect was so good?
Just like the special effects of the gods.
I have been bumping and bumping countless times since I was a child. Once I fell the worst on my bicycle and took four months to recover from the medicine.
If there was this thing at that time, it would probably be restored in three days, right?
So I heard that this ointment was developed by Louis himself, and Taylor became more admirable to him. It was really amazing to learn medicine to his level.
Taylor thought about it and looked in the mirror, so he could go out to see people. He had been stuffy in the palace recently and wanted to have some breathing.
So he put down the ointment and stood up and left.
Ten minutes later.
Prince Louis's palace, in the study.
Shen Yi had just talked with the two dukes about the relevant procedures of the succession ceremony and had a pleasant communication. As soon as the two dukes left, a servant knocked in and entered.
Shen Yi stood at the desk. He was about to go out when he saw someone coming in and stopped and his eyes fell on the servant.
"Hello Prince." The servant saluted respectfully after coming in, and stood at a certain pace to report, "Prince Taylor is here, he wants to see you."
Shen Yi was a little surprised when he heard this. Last time he saw him, he went to his palace to deliver medicine. He was beaten so hard that he even had difficulty getting out of bed.
The last time I saw him, he came to send the review letter in person.
Shen Yi didn't say anything, and took a step forward.
Hearing the footsteps, Taylor raised his eyes, his lukewarm expression, as if he had been remembered for seven seconds, and he didn't feel guilty. Anyway, the review had been written, and that matter was over.
Shen Yi saw Taylor standing in the hall. He was still the same as before. His swollen face had almost recovered.
Taking steps towards him and standing in front of him, Shen Yi looked at him scrutinizedly, unable to guess what he was doing today.
"Brother." Taylor blurted out without any awkwardly, using the title of that day. Regardless of whether the other party accepted it or not, there was a sense of firmness in his eyes when he looked at him.
To be honest, Shen Yi was surprised, and was surprised.
But Taylor's compromise and concession made Shen Yi unable to be proud and neglect him, so he asked him, "What do you want to drink?"
"I can do it either," Taylor replied. "I have no research on tea, it's fine to quench thirst. I'll have something to ask you today."
Then Shen Yi ordered the servant, "Make a pot of Pu'er tea for Prince Taylor."
"yes."
Then Chen Yi greeted him, "Come here and sit down." As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes closed and he turned around and walked towards the chair.