Six years later, the princess came back with three cubs

"It's not about the plaster."

"What's the problem?"

"When you have a woman you like in the future, you will understand."

The woman you like?
Leng Jian suddenly realized, his eyes lit up a little, "Brother Xin, what do you mean, the master likes Miss Mu?"

"I didn't say that."

"Can……"

"Okay, I have something to go out, you take good care of the master, don't forget to remind the master to take the medicine after lunch."

"Yes."

After walking a few steps unintentionally, he thought of something and came back.

"If the master is afraid of suffering and refuses to drink the medicine, you can send a message to Miss Mu."

"Oh."

Leng Jian nodded, and then grabbed Wuxin again, with a puzzled look on his face.

"Brother Xin, the master is afraid of bitter medicine. Let Miss Mu know, isn't it to laugh at the master? It's better not to tell Miss Mu, at least to save some face for the master, right?"

"You don't understand, just do as I tell you."

"Oh."

Looking at the back of Wuxin leaving happily, Leng Jian thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't think about it anymore.

-

The scorching sun was in the sky, and Cicada shouted hoarsely, as if saying "hot, hot".

Leng Jian brought the freshly brewed soup to Jun Moyan, "Master, it's time to drink the medicine."

Jun Moyan glanced at it, with a cold expression on his face, "Leave it alone, I'll drink it later when the medicine cools down."

"Master, the decoction has already cooled down, and now it's warm enough to eat."

Jun Moyan raised his eyelids, "There are many things."

Leng Jian dutifully pushed the medicine bowl towards Jun Moyan, "Master, you should drink the medicine quickly, it should be cold in a while."

Jun Moyan turned his head and covered his mouth and yawned, then threw the book in his hand on the table.

"I'm sleepy, wait until I wake up before drinking."

Leng Jian was about to persuade him again, but Wuxin's words came to mind, and he changed his words again, "Then master, take a nap, the subordinates are going out first."

Jun Moyan frowned slightly, obviously surprised.

She didn't nag him like she used to. Could it be that she was scolded by him in the morning and became a good boy?

On this side, after Leng Jian poured the medicine back into the medicine jar, he immediately sent someone to send a message to Mu Ning.

"Your master is afraid of suffering and refuses to drink medicine. Why do you want me?"

On the Shanglinyuan side, Mu Ning was about to take a lunch break, when he heard Sanqi's message, he immediately said something unceremoniously.

Sanqi also didn't understand, but tried to speculate with little wisdom, "Maybe I want Miss Mu to prescribe a less bitter medicine?"

Want a non-bitter recipe?
Simple.

Mu Ning didn't take a nap immediately, and went to the study to pick up a pen and write a new prescription in a few strokes.

The prescription was quickly delivered to Prince Qin's mansion.

When Jun Moyan woke up, a bowl of freshly brewed soup was placed in front of him.

"Master, after Miss Mu knew that you were afraid of suffering, she specially improved the prescription, and her subordinates boiled it again. You can try it."

Jun Moyan stared at the steaming soup, his face was really not pretty.

"Who asked you to tell her that I'm afraid of suffering?"

"It's Brother Xin."

While Leng Jian betrayed Wuxin without hesitation, he also interceded for Wuxin, "Brother Xin was thoughtful and asked his subordinates to tell Miss Mu about your fear of suffering, and Miss Mu immediately sent a new prescription. I was worried at first, Miss Mu knew that you would laugh at you for fear of suffering, it was the heart of a subordinate, Miss Mu is really kind and considerate."

She is kind and considerate?

A little fox who is good at disguising and a bit clever.

But after knowing that the medicine was not so bitter, Jun Moyan still felt a lot better, so he picked up the soup on the table and drank it in one gulp.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The extreme bitterness directly numbed half of his tongue, and his throat seemed to be scraped by a razor blade, almost making him breathless.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Did you choke?"

Jun Moyan didn't dare to open his mouth at all, for fear that the medicine he had swallowed so hard would spit out.

Damn woman, dare to tease her!

After a long while, Jun Moyan regained his composure, and threw the medicine bowl back on the table with a cold face.

Seeing the medicine bowl turning in circles on the table, Leng Jian seemed to understand something, and asked cautiously, "Master, is this medicine...very bitter?"

If eyes could kill, Leng Jian would have already been decapitated.

"Whether it's bitter or not, you'll know if you try it?"

Half an hour later, a bowl of the same medicine was placed in front of Leng Jian.

Leng Jian cried with a mournful face, "Master..."

"drink!"

Under Jun Moyan's threatening gaze, Leng Jian had no choice but to bite the bullet and pick up the medicine bowl.

"puff--"

Just took a sip and spit it out.

Leng Jian frowned until his face became deformed, "Master, this medicine is too bitter, Miss Mu, did she make a mistake?"

"What went wrong?"

Wuxin stepped into the door and saw that Leng Jian was holding medicine in his hand, he couldn't help being puzzled.

"Brother Xin, come quickly, the medicine Miss Mu prescribed is too bitter, it's like bile..."

After listening to the ins and outs, and then looking at Jun Moyan's handsome face that was as cold as water, he inadvertently suppressed a smile.

"Master, once you drink this bowl of medicine, the mouth in Miss Mu's heart will almost come out."

It's okay not to say it, but Jun Moyan's face turned darker when he said it.

Leng Jian stared at the two of them in a daze like a fool, "Brother Xin, why can't I understand what you are talking about? Could it be that Miss Mu deliberately prescribed bitter medicine to Master? Why?"

Wuxin gave Leng Jian a look of "children can't be taught", "Okay, you go down first, I have something to tell the master."

"Oh."

"and many more."

Leng Jian was stopped by Jun Moyan within two steps of walking with the medicine bowl in his hand.

"Master, what other orders do you have?"

Jun Moyan raised his chin, "Drink the medicine in your hand, finish it."

Leng Jian's face collapsed, "Master, this subordinate made a mistake..."

Jun Moyan curled his lips, smiling cruelly, "If you talk nonsense, I'll let you drink two bowls."

Leng Jian shuddered, and hurriedly raised his neck and drank the soup in the bowl.

Seeing Leng Jian's entire face wrinkled into a ball, Jun Moyan was finally satisfied.

Unintentionally but helplessly smiled.

They are all fathers, but they still have childishness in their bones.

"Master, how do you feel after drinking Miss Mu's prescription?"

The coldness on Jun Moyan's face gradually faded away, and replaced by deep thought.

Although the medicine is bitter, the effect is good.

In the past, after drinking the medicine prepared by Leng Yue, the body would suffer tremendous pain and often faint.

But after drinking today's medicine, the body just feels a little hot and can't use much strength, other than that there is no other abnormality.

"It's fine for now."

"That's good. By the way, my subordinates went to Shuiyuntian to take a look. Mr. Jiang has raised 3 taels of silver so far, but there is still a long way to go from [-]. It's just that there is only one day left. The subordinates think , do you want to take a part from Lan Yuexuan's account to make up for it?"

"If you don't have enough money, Mubai will figure out a solution by himself, so you and I don't have to worry about it."

Wuxin smiled, "Okay. By the way, my subordinates have collected all the criminal evidence about Yan Shaofu's corruption and bribery, and they can present it to the emperor at any time."

Jun Moyan waved his hand, "Go and do it."

"Yes."

After Wuxin left, Jun Moyan lay on the bed and slowly closed his eyes.

He could feel that the heat in his body was getting stronger and stronger, but it was not as painful as a burning fire, but a warm feeling like being soaked in a hot spring.

Comfortable enough to make him drowsy.