After the medical concubine got married, the disabled prince was so angry

The cat was lying on the warm quilt, as if he was lying on the clouds, so light and comfortable that he didn't even want to move his hair.

But the next moment, he sat up suddenly.

Looking at the rooms that looked familiar yet unfamiliar, he asked, "This is it?"

Yang Xuanling's room!

How can it be!

Isn't she in the sundry yard of the Duke's Mansion?
There was a sudden cramping in his stomach, and Maomao didn't think much about it and went straight to the bathroom.

The decoration here is similar to that in the study, and the toilet in the bathroom is also the same.Si Qian had taught her, but she was a maid, so how dare she share it with her master, but now she couldn't care less.

Afterwards, she washed it ten times or eight times.

However, when she came out of the bathroom, there was another person in the room.

Yang Xuanling handed her a brown paper bag with a very natural and calm expression, "There are instructions inside, you can see how to use it yourself."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Maomao looked questioning. Isn't she a maid in the Duke's Mansion now?

Yang Xuanling left a bottle of elixir, "This is to dispel cold and remove blood stasis. Take one pill three times a day, and eat it."

"Your Majesty, you know how to heal?" Maomao was surprised. She suddenly remembered the box he gave her that could store spiritual herbs. She must have understood it, otherwise why would she carry that kind of box with her?

Yang Xuanling looked at her and didn't want to answer, but finally said, "The princess is a miracle doctor, I just heard it."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Maomao looked at his back, and felt something strange in his heart... The prince looked very sad.

Although she didn't understand why she thought so, she looked down at the brown paper bag in her hand and took out a package of things.

"sanitary napkin?"

She knew this thing, and it could only be used by noble ladies. Not only was it expensive, it was also extremely difficult to buy.

I heard that the princess used to give this stuff to her for free.

But since the princess passed away, this thing has become priceless.

This bag of hers could be sold for a lot of money!

……

Maomao went back to the study to work.

If Si Qian is not here, the prince will not come back here to handle official business.

So, basically, Maomao stayed in the study by himself.When she was free, she started reading some herbal books.

Moreover, those books have a great attraction for her, and she will almost never forget them after reading them.

She took the herbal medicine book and compared it with the pots of flowers and plants placed at the entrance of the study. They all turned out to be extremely precious herbs.

"This is the forget-worn grass. Eating its stamens after the flowers bloom can refresh the mind and relieve all worries. It is used as medicine and combined with other spiritual herbs, it can treat soul-leaving syndrome." Maomao looked at it. As he watched, he forgot everything around him. He didn't even know when someone came into the room, and that this person also entered the study to handle official business.

It was getting dark.

He Rong stood outside the door, "Your Majesty, do you want to go back to the Duke's Mansion for dinner?"

Maomao suddenly woke up and subconsciously looked back at the bookcase in front of the bookshelf.

Yang Xuanling wrote hurriedly at the desk without raising his head and said: "I can't make it."

"Yes, Your Majesty." He Rong's footsteps gradually faded away.

Maomao quickly walked to the desk, knelt down with a thud, and said, "I'd like to see you, Your Majesty."

"Get up." Yang Xuanling raised his hand and threw a key to her, "There is an inner study room inside. You can go in and have a look."

Maomao picked up the key. She knew there was a room inside. It looked large from the outside, but it was always locked.Si Qian said that they were all books left by her mother, which were the princess's things.It is a forbidden area now, no one can enter except the prince.

"Your Majesty, do you want your servant to clean the inner room?" "...Well, you can also read the books inside."

"Oh, slave, can you go now?"

Yang Xuanling, "Yes."

Maomao got up and took the key to the inner study.

Opening the door, you are greeted by a medicinal aroma.

Maomao looked around. It seemed that someone had always taken good care of the place and it was spotless.

Then what else can she do?
He raised his hand to tuck an annoying strand of hair behind his ear, and looked back at the desk, where he could just see the upright and steady back.

It also seems to have seen the way the princess and the prince sang in harmony.

She walked to the bookshelves arranged around the wall. There were many medical books arranged in different categories, including acupuncture, ancient prescriptions, alchemy, Shennong's prescriptions, Nei Jing, miscellaneous diseases, etc.

In addition to books, there are several medicine cauldrons, medicinal material warehouses, and some mysterious-looking finely crafted equipment.

Yang Xuanling left the study. Before leaving, he glanced at Maomao, a petite and thin figure, looking at everything inside almost obsessively.

……

Baiyue Tower is a very special brothel in the capital. It only serves a very small number of people.

In the elegant and quiet room, there is a scrolled bronze incense burner, and the settled sandalwood is ethereal.

Yang Xuanling leaned on the couch, with a stunning appearance and a lazy and charming look. There was an unusual blush at the end of his eyes, but deep in his eyes there was a coldness, and there was no wave in the ancient pool.

The wine in Baiyuelou is all adulterated. After drinking it, if you don't have fun with the girls, you will definitely suffer a lot.

Of course, Yang Xuanling could easily use the spiritual power in his body to resolve it, but he didn't. Instead, he allowed the medicine to take effect and bursts of hot flashes rolled through his body.

A few steps in front of the couch, a woman was kneeling on the ground. Her gauze and see-through long skirt outlined her enchanting figure.

"Head up."

The husky and sexy voice made the woman on the ground tremble from the inside out.

Slowly raising her head, she saw long crow-blue eyelashes, hibiscus face, jade skin, and pure and beautiful face... No man can resist such a top-notch woman.

"This concubine has never served anyone before, so please show me your mercy." The woman's voice was sweet and soft, watery and shy.

In Yang Xuanling's mind, a thin and frail figure suddenly flashed across his mind, looking timid and full of vigilance.

Yang Xuan Ling's white fingertips tapped a few faces.

Soon someone came in.

"Take it down." Yang Xuanling closed his eyes.

The woman's face turned pale instantly, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with this bitch?"

The person who came directly dragged her away.

The bustard mother of Baiyue Tower is a man with an unusually handsome appearance. "Brother is not satisfied with Little Furong?"

Yang Xuanling glanced at him, "Where is Yang Zhongrui?"

Ranyue smiled, her narrow peach blossom eyes were charming and charming, "He just fell asleep."

"Go back to the Duke's Mansion with him tomorrow." Yang Xuanling stood up.

Ranyue understood, "It seems that the old lady has provoked the eldest brother, and wants us to cause trouble for her old man, so as to save the eldest brother trouble. But for the ugly duckling princess?"

"Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask." Yang Xuanling opened the window directly, flew into the air, and was out of sight in the blink of an eye.

Ranyue leaned against the window lattice and looked at the place where Yang Xuanling disappeared, "It's good, I finally feel a little popular again."