In the past three days, Lanyuan has undergone earth-shaking changes.
First of all, the food and use have definitely improved.
There are more people in the palace who follow the trend and follow the wind. In the past, when the little princess was timid, no one was kind enough to help her. Now that Xuanhuang is favored by the emperor, there is no need for anyone else to give orders. The maids and eunuchs, big and small,
The managers all wanted to curry favor with her, always choosing the best food, clothing, and supplies for her, for fear of neglecting her.
Human relationships are warm and cold.
Xuanhuang sat cross-legged on a stool and nibbled on a pear.
And Xiaobai, who was nestled in her arms, was holding an apple with a smile and biting it enthusiastically.
Xuanhuang discovered that Xiaobai was better at eating than she was, and he was very good at eating meat, poultry, fruits and vegetables.
Ever since she brought Grandpa Youdaoting, whose life was hanging by a thread, back from hell, the title of the palace's imperial-level pharmacist has fallen on her little head.
In fact, she really dislikes the small character added before the title!
Yesterday, the Chief Minister of the Cabinet, Mr. Wen Cewen, pretended to have abdominal pain and came to see her. In fact, he asked many strange questions in a roundabout way. Xuanhuang made Mr. Wen's dream of having abdominal cramps come true that night.
Xuanhuang clasped his slender little fingers and counted. Master Wen estimated that he had to run to the latrine eighteen times.
When I rushed to the court today, I had someone carry me there, and I told the emperor who was dumbfounded with a grimace: I thought that the emperor-level little pharmacist in the palace was as good at using medicine as Mou Xiao was alive. Your Majesty, feel free to use it.
Absolutely, you can avoid any worries...
Mou Xiao, this old guy, has to mention that he was the most expert in refining medicine in Tianqiong Continent for five thousand years. Later generations called him the Alchemist of Qiankun, which means that the world is turned upside down, and the flesh and bones of the living dead are omnipotent.
Xuanhuang was a little scornful of the old man. Who knows how much bragging has gone into it over the past few thousand years?
She finally understood that when it came to refining medicine, elixirs were mostly extracted and consumed on the mainland. No one had ever seen anyone boil the herbs and consume them directly in the soup like she did.
No wonder Xiao Yunchen and his party were suspicious of the bowl of black soup.
Xuanhuang once teased them inwardly that they were country bumpkins who came out of the mountains and had never even seen Chinese herbal medicine. It turned out...she didn't know the truth until later!
After Xuanhuang and Xiaobai finished handling pears and fruits respectively, their two little paws stretched out to the fruit plate again, and heard a half-voice announcement from outside the door, "Your Majesty..."
The voice was silenced by Xiao Yunchen's raised hand, and the emperor, dressed in purple robes and with a graceful appearance, floated in like a god.
Monster, oh monster! Xuanhuang took a bite of banana and his cheeks were swollen.
Xiaobai froze there for a while while holding a pear, then quickly hid in Xuanhuang's arms.
Xuanhuang rolled his eyes and slurred his words after eating, "Emperor, I have sent someone to deliver the morning medicine. I want you to come and get it in person. I feel sorry for you, Xuanhuang."