On the table are blue stem rice eight-treasure porridge, white jade chicken shredded balls, green lotus cake, ruby rose dew...
Seeing that the table was full of her favorite breakfast, Ming Lanruo paused her chopsticks and started eating calmly.
"You have the morning court, don't you have to go to the palace to do your business?"
Cang Qiao also picked up the bowl without any expression: "I'll take a bath today."
Ming Lanruo smiled: "That's good, it will also make it easier for me to treat you."
Cang Qiao said lightly: "Yeah."
Seeing his lack of interest in talking, Ming Lanruo started to eat by herself.
For a moment, there was silence in the room, leaving only silence.
After a while, Ming Lanruo put down the bowl and chopsticks and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief: "I'm done eating. I'm going to prepare some things first."
Afterwards, she went to wash her hands and prepare the medicine kit.
Looking at her quiet and busy back, Cang Qiao also put down the bowl and chopsticks with an expressionless expression.
This breakfast is really tasteless.
After a while, Ming Lanruo brought the medicine box over and said politely: "It's time for you to check your pulse."
Cang Qiao suddenly threw a silk handkerchief to her: "Since you are so filial, let me clean your face first."
Ming Lanruo looked at the handkerchief and remembered that he was usually served by someone when he was eating and washing.
She took the silk handkerchief without hesitation, dipped it in hot water, walked up to him, and wiped the corners of his lips carefully.
However, she just wiped it a few times, and her little hand was completely held by his slender hand, including the handkerchief.
"I don't know how to serve anyone. After all, I am the delicate eldest daughter of the Ming family." He pinched her soft fingers and slowly rubbed them from the corners of his lips to her sexy Adam's apple.
His hand was warm and slender. Ming Lanruo let him hold her hand and said calmly: "Lan Ruo has been taught. Look, where do you need to wipe it?"
Cang Qiao held her hand, but it stiffened for a moment, and suddenly let go in a somewhat embarrassed manner, and squeezed the hand behind her back slightly.
Ming Lanruo put away her handkerchief and seemed unaware of Cang Qiao's gloomy expression. She just said calmly: "I'm here to diagnose your pulse and perform acupuncture."
She sat down and started diagnosing Cang Qiao's pulse seriously, then took a silver needle and inserted it into his wrist carefully.
"I will be able to prescribe prescriptions in a while, but my medical skills are not enough, and I still need help from Aunt Agu. She left the Ming government four years ago. Please ask Dongchang to find her back."
Ming Lanruo said calmly and authentically.
She has to use Dongchang's power to get Agu back.
"I will bring you someone within a month." Cang Qiao nodded expressionlessly.
Ming Lanruo suddenly felt very good, and she bent her eyes: "Thank you very much, please take off your pants."
But in Cang Qiao's eyes, her smile was inexplicably dazzling.
He stood up and said coldly: "You are so filial, so naturally you will take care of me."
Ming Lanruo didn't argue this time and simply stretched out her hand to undress and untie him.
A breath of suffocating silence lingered between the two of them.
After a while, he revealed his thin and strong waist and slender legs. Cang Qiao's body was snow-white, with almost no pores, clean and beautiful.
It reminded Ming Lanruo of the beautiful and exquisite porcelain in the official kilns.
However, his thin but uniform muscle lines contain unpredictable power, so when he kills people, he is equally beautiful.
She remained silent, checking for him and carefully applying needles to his acupuncture points, her face flushed, as if she could not see the fascinating body in front of her.
Soon, a layer of sweat appeared on her forehead. She just took a breath and released the silver needle.
But the next moment, he gently held her hand: "From now on, can I really be like other men?"
