"Chunrong is the son of our Duke Yiguo. Nanzhu is upright and can't hide things in his heart. If they see me drawing my own blood, I'm afraid everyone in the world will know about it."
"I specifically asked you to come in to help because you are more stable and calm than Chun Rong and Nan Zhu."
When Nan Xing heard this, his eyebrows calmed down.
"So, the master deliberately drove away the prince."
With how much the prince values his master, he will definitely feel distressed.
"Um."
Luo Jiuli nodded lightly.
"Then, why is Master doing this?"
In Nan Xing's concept, the hair and skin of the body are inherited from the parents, not to mention the blood in the body.
"Make medicine."
Luo Jiuli calmly shook the blood bag a few times, looked at the blood stored in the blood bag, and said to himself.
"I don't know if these are enough."
She drew 100 ml out of the 200 ml blood bag.
"Here, take a cotton swab and help me stop the bleeding."
Luo Jiuli signaled to Nan Xing and then took out the needle.
Nanxing followed her instructions and pressed the vein with a cotton swab.
After everything was done, Nan Xing's eyes were firmly locked on her. There was complexity, admiration, shock, and unswerving follow in his eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like this?"
“Master, it’s for the prince—”
Looking at the entire palace, or even the entire capital, the only one who can make the master willingly spill his own blood to make medicine is for the prince.
Luo Jiuli used a needle to draw out a tube of blood and injected it into a thumb-sized vacuum glass tube. He looked at Nan Xing, smiled, and said nothing.
No words were spoken, indicating acquiescence.
Nan Xing looked complicated.
"Master uses his own blood to make medicine. If the prince knows about it, the prince will definitely not want to do it."
"That's why I sent the prince away!"
Luo Jiuli put all the blood drawing equipment back into the medicine box.
Nanxing said again:
"But Master, have you ever thought that with the prince's keenness, he will definitely be able to detect it. I am afraid that this medicine will make the prince refuse to use it."
Luo Jiuli stood up and patted Nan Xing on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, this is why I didn't cut myself with a knife. There are no obvious wounds on my body. He can't see or notice it."
"As for this medicine, I have a way for him to take it."
"Okay, don't worry, go out and hold the door for me."
"yes."
Nan Xing went out and thought about whether he should ask the housekeeper to prepare some blood-replenishing potion for his master.
In the room, Luo Jiuli made some blood-enhancing oral liquid from Gujie Space and drank two bottles.
One hundred milliliters of blood, with her current body and bones, would not be able to sustain it without supplementation.
When the sky was getting late and twilight was closing, Xiao Mingxuan finally entered the house carrying a plate of fairly exquisite pastries.
"Taste it."
He put the pastry on the table, reached for a piece and handed it to her mouth.
Luo Jiuli opened his mouth and took a bite.
It's so sweet, so sweet.
"Sweet and delicious."
In fact, she didn't tell him that she didn't like sweets on weekdays.
Only during menstruation every month, she would eat sweets to replenish energy.
Xiao Mingxuan's deep pupils were filled with surprise and joy almost at the same time as she was praising her.
“It’s really so delicious.”
"Yeah, delicious."
Luo Jiuli had a smile on his lips and took another bite.
Xiao Mingxuan sat next to her and couldn't help but take a bite, but he quickly spit it out without swallowing it.
"Ugh! Loud voice."
"Li'er, spit it out quickly."
Luo Jiuli swallowed it with a smile.
"The prince made it with his own hands. It tastes sweeter than the pastries outside."
When Xiao Mingxuan heard this, a smile flashed across his eyes, his heart couldn't help but feel soft, and he reached out to hold her in his arms.
"Chunrong and the others are still outside."
Luo Jiuli pointed to the door.
"Don't worry, Qin Yin has already started clearing out people. Now there are only you and me in this courtyard."
Luo Jiuli lowered his head and pondered for a moment.
"Your Majesty, who did you say about Hu Bingyu?"
"There are many people who have grudges against me and the prince. Prince An's Mansion and Chongyang Marquis Mansion are the first among them. There are also many who want to reap the benefits. The concubines in the harem include the Queen."
"My lord, tell me, will you-"
"Luo Jiuli."
Xiao Mingxuan looked at her red lips that opened and closed, suppressing the desire that roared out from deep in his heart.
"It's not easy, but once a month, can we not mention them when we see flowers in front of the moon and flowers under the moonlight?"
Luo Jiuli paused.
Then he burst into laughter.
"Okay, I'd better not mention them."
Seeing how well-behaved and obedient she was, Xiao Mingxuan became even more gentle.
He lowered his head and leaned against her neck, his voice was low and seemed to be a little more bewitching.
"When can I hold you so openly?"
Luo Jiuli chuckled.
"Aren't you just holding it now?"
"no the same."
He spoke muffledly, and she could hear a hint of grievance in his voice.
"What I mean by aboveboard is the kind of embrace that you give me my status and I give you my status, day and night, anytime and anywhere."
Luo Jiuli put her arms around his neck.
"Good things come hard. Since I agreed to marry you, I won't regret it."
"Well, I won't let you have the chance to regret it either."
The two of them cuddled up to each other, making no sound at all.
Outside the courtyard, Nan Zhu hugged Chun Rong's shoulders, while Chun Rong looked as sad as if her cabbage had been eaten by a pig.
"You are the lady's guards, how can you let the lady and the prince stay in the same room at night?"
"Besides, I am the lady's maid, and the lady needs me to be close to her for her daily meals and meals. By blocking me like this, aren't you disrespecting the lady's reputation?"
Nan Xing folded his arms, looked at her expressionlessly, tiptoed, and flew to the branch of the tree behind him.
Nanzhu bared his teeth and smiled.
"It's not us stopping you, this is the master's order."
Although she and Nan Xing were the guards given to the master by the prince, after all, they also came from the secret guard camp of Lingxiao Pavilion.
More importantly, the prince and his master are very compatible.
On the side, Qin Yin looked up at Qin Wu who was half lying on a branch of a tree and took out his ears.
"How about knocking her unconscious."
Anyway, this isn’t the first time Chun Rong has been knocked unconscious.
Qin Wu touched his nose, holding on to the idea that a dead Taoist friend would not die a poor Taoist.
"You are the leader, you decide."
As he spoke, his body swept away and his whole person was hidden in the darkness.
Qin Yin gritted his teeth and smiled: "You are really my good brother."
Bang!
With a flick of her fingers, Chun Rong fell softly into Nan Zhu's arms.
The breeze blows, and the night is silent.
The jade plate-like full moon finally began to move through the clouds, and its bright moonlight shone onto the earth.
Outside the inner city, a fast horse galloped into the palace gate.
At this time, the Queen Mother, the Emperor, the Queen, and Concubine Hu gathered in Changchun Palace.
"Report, Your Majesty, the Queen Mother, the people sent to the outskirts of Beijing have returned."
The Queen Mother did not wait for the Emperor to speak, and spoke sternly to the eunuch who responded.