The tyrant's father, Xiao Tianjiao, the most tyrannical treasurer in the whole dynasty

Chapter 101 The little girl might not like his medicine

No one likes to hear such words.

After Di Jiang heard it, his hand pounding the medicine paused for a moment, but it was only for a moment, and soon he returned to normal.

He continued to immerse himself in making medicine, ignoring Hongying.

Hongying sighed deeply, and continued: "The main thing is that although our medicine is very effective, it smells a bit unpleasant."

"If His Royal Highness takes this medicine to the little princess, I'm afraid the little princess won't be able to use it yet, so I'll let you take it away."

Aristocrats are generally more hypocritical and don't like things that are too strong.

And the medicine that Di Jiang made had a really strong smell, within a few steps, flies and mosquitoes would not come close, let alone those noble people?
Hongying's concerns were not unreasonable.

Di Jiang pounded the medicine, thought for a while, and said, "After I pound this medicine, I put it in a porcelain bottle, so that the smell won't come out."

Hongying: "..."

"Your Highness, even if you put the medicine in a porcelain bottle, the little princess will still not be able to use it." Hongying sighed, "Young princess, the golden branches and jade leaves, absolutely despise our cheap things."

Mind is something that cannot be measured by money.

Hongying's concerns were too one-sided.

Di Jiang ignored Hong Ying.

Whatever she likes to say, let her say it!

He just does his job well.

As for this medicine, he hoped that Mu Wan'er could use it, but if Mu Wan'er really disliked the taste and refused to use it, although he would be sad, it was not completely unacceptable.

Thinking of this, Di Jiang quickly smashed the medicine and put it in a beautiful porcelain bottle.

He planned to give it to Mu Wan'er when Mu Wan'er went to school tomorrow.

...

The next morning.

Mu Wan'er was still pulled out of the bed very early, washed and dressed, applied medicine to her wounds, and then went to class.

The little girl hadn't woken up yet, she closed her eyes and let Concubine Qiao and the maids clean her up. When Di Jiang came, she stretched out her hand towards Di Jiang, asking him to carry her back.

Di Jiang had no choice but to put the prepared medicine back into his arms and carry her to school first.

On the way to the back of the school, the wind picked up, and the little girl who was blown by the cool wind woke up a little bit. The little girl lay on Dijiang's back and opened her eyes.

Caixia on the side said: "Princess, do you smell anything?"

Mu Wan'er asked, "What's the smell?"

Caixia pretended to be mysterious, she didn't answer right away, but persuasively said, "Princess, why don't you smell it carefully? If you don't know where to smell it, you can smell your hand."

"Hand?" Mu Wan'er picked up her left hand and smelled it, "It doesn't smell!"

Caixia reminded, "It's the injured hand."

"Oh!" The little girl sniffed her injured right hand again, and the smell made her smile instantly, "It smells so good, it smells like roses, I really like it."

Caixia smiled, "If you like it, it's right. This is the medicine for your wounds prepared by the imperial concubine herself. It can not only heal your wounds, but also emit a fragrance, which makes you feel refreshed and happy."

"Really? That's great, I will apply this medicine every day from now on."

As the little girl spoke, she sniffed the palm of her hand that had applied the medicine intoxicatedly.

Aww, it smells really good, she wants to keep smelling it.

After Di Jiang heard the conversation between the master and the servant, he turned his head and looked at the little girl lying on his back, who was intoxicated with herself.

He suddenly didn't have the courage to take out the bottle of medicine in his arms.

The little girl likes the smell of Xiangxiang so much.

Relatively speaking, you must hate the smell!
(End of this chapter)