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Chapter 70 A Wormwood Foot Soak Pack for the Emperor (210)

The Sanhua Nourishing Tea with honey is really much better. It is sweet and refreshing. Drinking it makes people feel comfortable.

At this time, the construction department had just delivered the second batch of cosmetics, this time new lipsticks, blush and loose powder.Tsk tsk, a box of rouge used to be topped with lipstick, blush, and eye shadow. These four guys, Qi Cainu, are planning to split them up one by one. They really have some potential for profiteers.

Yue Wangshu rubbed his chin, "Should I give you something in return?"

After all, I have received so many cosmetics from others.

When Li Yue heard it, the chick nodded like a pecking rice: "Master, didn't you make a new scented tea, send some back, the gift is light and the affection is heavy!"

Yue Wangshu nodded: "Alright, you can pack four copies and send them to the Construction Department."

"Ah?" Li Yue was as confused as a monk Zhang Er, "Where are you sending it?"

Yue Wangshu took it for granted and said: "Send it to the construction department, and give it to the four maids who develop cosmetics. Oh, yes, tell them, just add some honey or rock sugar to drink."

You give me cosmetics, I give you flower tea, Duoya! !
Li Yue was speechless for a moment, and after a long time reminded: "Master, it is the emperor's intention to send these powders."—You should also return the gifts to the emperor!
It's not that Yue Wangshu doesn't understand this truth, but...

"This scented tea...isn't suitable?" Scented tea is also a flower, so giving flowers to someone is easy to cause ambiguity.

Li Yue was silent. This seems to be called "beauty tea"?But, a little inappropriate.

Yue Wangshu said casually: "How about this, I will also give a few copies to the palace, but it is for concubines and princesses." ——Men have no shares!
"What about the emperor?" Master Shuyuan, do you still have the emperor in your eyes? !
Yue Wang said comfortably, what else do I have to give him? !
Oh, forget it, who told him to be the big boss.

"Mushrooms... haven't been in the mountains for a long time, and the stock in Chunri has been eaten up." There are some mushrooms in the kitchen, but they are not special products of Rose Ridge, but purchased.

"Then ask the cook to make two boxes of Bazhen cakes and send them back to the palace." Yue Wangshu said, Bazhen cakes are considered medicinal food, and it's very appropriate for a doctor to deliver medicine to a doctor!Not to be misunderstood!

Li Yue sighed, "Okay." It's better than nothing.

Then, a few days later, the sick emperor came to kill him.

At that time, Yue Wangshu was looking at the pile of freshly dried wormwood in the pharmacy, wondering whether it would be better to make moxibustion pillars or wormwood bags...

Then the door of the pharmacy was kicked open.

The person who dared to kick her door, needless to say, was only the sick dog emperor.

"Yue Wangshu! What do you mean!"

"Bringing scented tea back to the palace, the whole palace has a share, even the four 'ladies' of the construction department, and even the concubine! But I don't give it to me alone!" Yan Zheng was very angry, he felt that he It was clearly targeted by Yue Wangshu, do you hate me so much?
Yue Wangshu blinked in a daze, "Xiaoxiu? Who is it?"

Li Yue, the eunuch who was kneeling beside him, reminded in a low voice, "It's the third princess."

Yue Wangshu suddenly realized, "Concubine Rong's daughter is called Xixiu? The name you chose is really good, Your Majesty!" Yue Wangshu smiled and gave the emperor a thumbs up.

Yan Zheng: ...

"Don't talk about him!" But Yan Zheng's anger has been reduced by three points, after all, he didn't reach out to hit the smiling face.

Only then did Yue Wangshu explain: "Your Majesty, this scented tea is Sanhua Nourishing Tea, and you can tell from the name that it is for beauty." He looked at the emperor's fair face, why don't you need beauty too?

"It can also promote blood circulation and regulate menstruation, and lose weight." Why, do you need to regulate menstruation?Still need to lose weight?Yue Wangshu aimed at His Majesty's waist.

"Ahem!" Yan Zheng's face instantly became embarrassed, "How do I know this?"

In fact, Yan Zheng really knows, as the saying goes, a long illness makes a good doctor, and Yan Zheng actually understands basic medical principles and medicines.He just pretended not to understand, otherwise how could he have a reason to come to Xingshi to inquire about the crime?
Yue Wangshu said suspiciously: "But, didn't I give you Bazhen cake to recuperate your spleen and stomach..." I didn't leave you alone.

Yan Zheng coughed softly, "Okay, I've come here, so I just came out to relax." ——Fortunately, the government is not very busy now, as long as I finish reviewing the backlog of memorials, I will come out for a day or two It doesn't matter.

Yue Wangshu, it's a good "everyone is here".

She figured it out, the sick emperor left it here to make excuses.

Of course, a man needs to find some reason for pestering a woman, otherwise it would be a stalker.

Yue Wangshu thought silently: Treat him as a patient!
Then he showed an amiable smile, "Your Majesty, you look good recently, how about I take your pulse?"

Seeing that Shu was actually smiling, Yan Zheng couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he was surprised, so he did the same, pulled up his sleeves, and asked him to see a doctor.

The mouse fell from the sky - this was Yue Wangshu's stamp on the emperor.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and the emperor's pulse has become stronger again. Apart from the old problems in his lungs, his physique is still a bit cold.

Yue Wangshu rubbed his chin, and said again: "Please open your mouth, Your Majesty, I'll take a look at your tongue."

Yan Zheng opened his mouth obediently.

Yue Wangshu glanced at it, and immediately said: "It's damp and cold, but it's not too heavy."

As she spoke, she glanced at the pair of wormwood, and immediately said: "I'll make some wormwood bags for you, and you can take them back to take a bath or soak your feet."—Actually, it's better to do moxibustion, but you have to take off your clothes. Clothes, she felt inappropriate.Let the emperor go back and soak his feet slowly.

"Well, that's fine, I don't hate the smell of wormwood." Yan Zheng's face was somewhat reserved.

Yue Wangshu did what he said, and called two young eunuchs to come in, smashed the wormwood, and asked the maid to fetch a piece of ordinary cotton cloth. Yue Wangshu cut it into squares of the same size, and then sewed it into a palm A big purse filled with wormwood.

She inherited the female celebrity skills of the original owner, and some simple manual work is naturally not a problem.

Under the warm porch, Yue Wangshu was sewing a bag of wormwood, while Emperor Yan Zheng sat quietly on the wicker chair beside him, looking like a living ancestor - this was Yue Wangshu's evaluation.

But Yan Zheng felt that this moment was exceptionally quiet.

The peonies in the courtyard bloom magnificently, and the persimmon trees also bear yellow and white buds. The small courtyard is quiet, with only the fragrance of flowers and wormwood.

Yue Wangshu was nimble when threading a needle, but after all, he hadn't used a needle for a long time. No, if he was not careful, the tip of the needle stuck into his finger.

"Hiss!" It really hurts!

"Be careful!" Emperor Yan Zheng hurriedly stood up, grabbed Yue Wangshu and raised his hand carefully. As expected, a bead of blood appeared on the white finger pad, and he quickly took out a brocade handkerchief to wipe it off, " No one is urging you, take your time."

Yue Wangshu: You won't say, don't do it, or let the maid do it?

Well, forget it.If the skill is not practiced, it is easy to regress, and she does not want to forget this skill.

So he slowed down, slowly sewed the purse, and said: "Soaking the feet with wormwood can warm the meridians and relieve fatigue. The emperor can soak for a while before going to bed every day, which is good for the body."

"Well, I've made a note of it." Yan Zheng didn't sit back on the wicker chair, but stood aside and watched her sew her purse.

Yue Wangshu: Being supervised at such a close distance makes me a little nervous.

(End of this chapter)