Tease the medical concubine, the prince has been chasing

Chapter 35
Tang Xueyao was stunned for a while before turning around and walking to the door.

She looked up, and saw the three big gold characters of "Hui Chun Tang" hanging on it neatly.

"What... what's going on here?" Tang Xueyao asked strangely.

Obviously the emperor's attitude is already so firm, she even contradicted the emperor when she left, did the emperor change his mind?
"Princess, you don't know something. Not long after you left the palace, several people came over and lifted the curtain covered by the plaque. Judging by the style of the clothes, they should be people from the palace."

Tang Xueyao couldn't hide her joy, so the emperor acquiesced in the decision to open the clinic!

She raised her feet and wanted to leave, wanting to rush into the room to tell Ning Han the good news, but just two steps away, she stopped abruptly.

"Alan, my lord...has he finished his meal?" Tang Xueyao asked hesitantly.

Alan and Amei looked at each other in blank dismay, usually the princess would personally supervise the prince to finish the meal, but today it was uncharacteristically.

Reminiscent of the fact that the princess came out of the room just now, with a sad expression, and she left the palace alone as if she had lost her soul, it is not difficult to guess that the princess might have had a conflict with the prince.

Amei could only shake her head, and said, "I just passed by the door, and I didn't hear anything."

After hearing this, Tang Xueyao sighed, Ning Han is a big man, why is he so stubborn?

After thinking about it, he was the one who challenged him first, and it was reasonable for Ning Han to have no appetite to eat.

"Amei, you give this chicken to the cook and let them handle it. I want to try making soup by myself." Tang Xueyao rolled up her sleeves and ordered to Amei.

Amei said strangely: "The kitchen is dirty, and the smell of oily smoke is heavy. It is better to leave these things to the cook. Why do you want the princess to do it herself?"

Tang Xueyao was at a loss for words, she couldn't tell them directly that she had a fight with the prince, right?
Just as she was racking her brains to think about how to explain it to them, Alan who was standing aside spoke.

"The Rejuvenation Hall has obtained the emperor's permission to continue operating today, and the princess is naturally interested in cooking. I have been in the palace for so long, and I haven't seen the princess cook yet! Why don't you look forward to it?"

Seeing that Amei was still about to say something, Alan pinched Amei's arm hard, and after Tang Xueyao walked away, she hated iron and steel: "You idiot, the princess is in conflict with the prince at first glance, this I just want to make soup, so chattering, so talkative!"

Ah Mei was puzzled: "But it's the same chicken, what's the difference between the one made by the princess and the one made by the cook?"

"Oh, you don't understand now." Seeing that there was no one around, Alan boldly said, "This is called fun! Do you understand fun? The soup that the princess cooks for the prince is naturally incomparable to others."

……

The kitchen on the other side is full of excitement and excitement.

The cook stood aside, watching Tang Xueyao nervously as she fished the chicken out of the water where the rice had been washed, pulled out a big knife, and was about to chop half of the chicken, she was so frightened that she stopped again and again.

"Oh, my good princess, you can't cut it like this, you have to cut it off vertically along its breastbone!"

Tang Xueyao laughed awkwardly. She hasn't cooked for a long time, and the kitchen utensils of this era are not easy to use. Thinking that this chicken soup is for Ning Han, she involuntarily tensed up.

After finally breaking the chicken into eight pieces smoothly, Tang Xueyao added ginger slices, green onion knots, wolfberry, shiitake mushrooms and other ingredients in order according to the book, and was in a hurry again.

Because of the slow fire and slow cooking, Tang Xueyao couldn't help but want to open the lid to see if the chicken soup is ready, but the cook stared back: "How can you open the lid to check after a while? Be patient!"

Taking advantage of the cook's inattention, Tang Xueyao quietly opened the lid and added some fairy grasses that had been taken out of the space in advance.

Fragrances wafted out, Tang Xueyao was very satisfied with her masterpiece.

"It's delicious! The wangfei is a wangfei. It would be a pity if I didn't serve a bowl for the wangye to taste."

The four of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum took a sip one by one, and praised them again and again. While admiring, Alan also pointed out something.

Ning Han should... like it, right?
Tang Xueyao pushed open the door on tiptoe, and saw through the screen that Ning Han hadn't rested yet, and was reading carefully with a book in his hand.

The bowl of porridge was still placed on the bedside intact.

Tang Xueyao took the chicken soup that Alan handed over, motioned for them to back off, and slipped into the house by herself.

As early as when Tang Xueyao was wandering back and forth outside the door, Ning Han noticed it, but because of what happened just now, she deliberately ignored it.

"Ning Han, take a look at what I brought you?" Tang Xueyao held up the chicken soup in front of Ning Han as if offering a treasure, and looked at Ning Han expectantly through the dense steam with her eyes full of autumn water.

Ning Han's tone revealed a sense of grievance: "Didn't you leave? Why are you coming back?"

"I……"

Tang Xueyao didn't know what to say, "Didn't I go to stew chicken for you? Try it quickly, Alan and the others have already tasted it."

Ning Han raised his eyes, his gaze was indifferent: "Oh, everyone else has tasted it, so it's my turn."

"Oh, this is not the first time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to drink..."

Tang Xueyao rubbed her nose embarrassingly, "But your bowl is different from scooping and serving it with my own hands."

Ning Han immediately saw the redness and swelling on Tang Xueyao's right hand, grabbed it, and asked anxiously, "Are you injured?"

Hearing Ning Han's words, Tang Xueyao noticed the burning sensation on her hand. It must have been accidentally burned when she added the fairy grass just now: "Ah, small matter, small matter. I'll just apply the medicine myself in a while."

Ning Han took the chicken soup and put it aside, took out a box of plasters from the bedside drawer, took Tang Xueyao's injured hand, and carefully applied the medicine to her by turning on the light.

The air fell into silence for a while, Tang Xueyao struggled for a moment, then said in a staggered way: "Well... after I came back from the palace, I was in a bad mood and my tone was a bit off-putting, I'm sorry."

Ning Han's hands paused: "Actually, I was also at fault. You did your best for the palace alone, and I didn't help you much. I'm still here to cause you trouble. I just hate myself for being a waste, even closing the window." You can't finish a simple little thing, it's your drag..."

Tang Xueyao withdrew her hand, looked seriously into Ning Han's eyes, and said softly, "No, although you are lying on the bed, I hope you can trust me and everyone."

Seeing that Ning Han didn't speak, she said again: "The matter of the medical center has been settled, even though I spoke harshly to the emperor when I left, he still tacitly allowed us to continue to open the medical center, so you don't have to worry about it .”

Against the emperor?

Ning Han couldn't help laughing, the woman in front of him was different from everyone else, she acted boldly and had medical skills, it was like a treasure bestowed on him by the heavens.

"Yao'er, when you first came to the palace, you pushed open the door of my room, and it was like a ray of light came in. Even now, I am very scared. If you disappear, what should I do? You always give I have a feeling that I can't grasp it, it's very special, as if you are not a person in this world at all."

Tang Xueyao laughed lowly, how could a man have such an accurate sixth sense?

She simply followed Ning Han's words and said, "Yes, I came from another world. I really can't bear to see you here alone, so I will come here and take good care of you until you can stand up. until."

But when Ning Han heard this, a trace of panic appeared on his face: "Are you going? Then I'd rather not stand up."

"If you don't want me to leave, it's okay, you have to swear, say... just say that I, Tang Xueyao, will be the only woman in this life, and there will be no other people."

Tang Xueyao smiled coquettishly and scratched the tip of Ning Han's nose.

Ning Han's face suddenly became serious: "I, Ning Han, swear here that if there is any act of betraying Yao'er in the future, my legs will be completely rotten, and I will never have the chance to stand up again in this life ……Well!"

This oath was so vicious that Tang Xueyao covered Ning Han's mouth in fright: "Bah, bah, what are you talking about! It's just a joke, I won't leave."

Ning Han pulled Tang Xueyao's hand covering his mouth and held it gently, as if caring for a rare treasure: "Yao'er, I don't care where you come from, I just know that you are the one in my dark life." A ray of light, even if you come from Avici Hell, I will never leave you."

Tang Xueyao leaned on Ning Han's shoulder, her heart seemed to be watered by hot spring water, and clusters of flowers bloomed.

She sniffed Ning Han's breath greedily, her two hearts cuddled tightly, beating, sinking into the tenderness of this moment together.

(End of this chapter)