Dong Huiying’s mouth twitched slightly. She wondered what kind of temperant Prince ng really had? However, she understood to so extent that tonight’s incident, from start to finish, might have been self-directed by Prince ng.
Firstly, to cover up the wound on her right hand caused by hitting a wall in a fit of emotion, and secondly, perhaps to test her?
Never mind, she might as well play along for now.
Dong Huiying slowly approached Prince ng, using a Golden Needle to press on Prince ng’s pressure point, then picked up a needle and thread to stitch up the wound. Prince ng’s expression was unpredictable, as for others, like Imperial Doctor Li and the Butler, they occasionally glanced at Dong Huiying.
Especially the Butler, who seed on guard, as if he feared that Dong Huiying might have ill intentions toward Prince ng, suggesting he was wary of Dong Huiying being harmful to Prince ng.
After stitching the wound, Dong Huiying applied so of her own homade ointnt to Prince ng.
When she removed the Golden Needle, a hint of surprise flickered in Prince ng’s eyes.
Did it really not hurt at all?
"You old nun, you do have so skills, huh!"
Then, the snoring echoed loudly as the Prince slept on his back.
Dong Huiying: "..." Co on, continue? You’ve left the play halfway, isn’t this too much of a tease?
The next day, when Dong Huiying woke up, she learned that Prince ng had entered the palace early in the morning.
She guessed that Prince ng had surely gone to the Eighth Princess to file a complaint about the assassination attempt she encountered in the Prince Mansion last night, and it was said that the guard from last night was dead, his face unrecognizable, hung at the front gate of the Prince Mansion for public view.
Dong Huiying pondered, recalling the relationship between Prince ng and the Eighth Princess, and ntioned the Ninth Princess, Fifth Imperial Princess, Xiao Shiyi, and others, a mysterious smile ford on her lips.
Interesting, interesting, this is really too interesting!
The sound of footsteps ca from outside. Su Lang pushed the door open and entered, still with that introverted look, but it was obvious that Su Lang was gradually getting better.
At least when Su Lang was first saved, he was like a piece of wood, rarely taking the initiative to do anything. But now...
Glancing at the tray in Su Lang’s hand, and the breakfast set on the tray, the old Nun squinted, smiling broadly.
It’s said that Yun Shuihan and his servants lived in the southern courtyard of the Prince Mansion, where there were many maids serving them, and it was common to see the maids taking orders from the master and servant duo to the pharmacy to get dicine.
Whenever she was free in recent days, Dong Huiying would soak in the pharmacy. The dicinal herbs in the Prince Mansion Pharmacy were free for anyone to use, no one monitored how much was taken, but for particularly precious herbs, one needed to apply to Imperial Doctor Li first, and after he wrote a prescription, the herbs could be collected with the note.
But this procedure didn’t apply to Yun Shuihan and his servant.
The two were wantonly extravagant, behaving oddly, and sotis they seed more like the masters of the mansion than Prince ng himself.
It is noteworthy that after Prince ng’s longevity banquet, the Eighth Princess bestowed a large number of gifts, which were given to Yun Shuihan, but Yun Shuihan’s attitude was indifferent. Since Yun Shuihan moved into the southern courtyard, Dong Huiying had not seen the master and servant duo again.
Days passed in a flash; not long ago, Dong Huiying wrote a formula for making dried candy to Imperial Doctor Li. After repeated verification, confirming it was non-toxic, Imperial Doctor Li himself made so dried candy and sent it to Prince ng’s courtyard.
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