shock!The princess kicked over the prince's wheelchair

Chapter 15 Didn’t Look Carefully
Lin Wanyao had never heard of any other princesses in Prince Yan's residence.

She thought the other party was talking about the concubines of other kings.

But when I think about it carefully, it doesn’t make sense that someone else’s princess could send something to King Yan.

So where did this medicine come from?
"Guard Chuanliu, the princess you just mentioned is-" Lin Wanyao was not sure.

Before Chuanliu could react, he just said: "Ah, that's not important. Let's not discuss this. The important thing is that you said one plant is not enough, so how many are enough?"

He only cares about King Yan's legs.

As for Yu Cang, he didn't bother to mention it.

Lin Wanyao's eyes moved slightly.

She thought for a while and then said: "...If there are more than a dozen plants, that should be enough, but they have to be real Immortals."

Chuanliu breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought of the neat herbs he had seen in Yucang's medicinal field before, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'll take care of that!"

"But, there is something I'm very sorry for. It's really hard to say. I was too excited just now and didn't look carefully. Now I look at it. This herb is almost exactly the same as Xian Lingbi, but there are subtle differences in the veins. I'm afraid I got it wrong. .”

Her beautiful eyebrows were slightly lowered, her white teeth bit her lip gently, and she looked at Mu Jianghan with extreme apologies.

Mu Jianghan frowned and said nothing.

Chuanliu was stunned for a long time and then said: "Can you also see the difference in the leaves?"

"Of course, the slightest difference between medicinal materials can make a huge difference. If used incorrectly, the consequences will be disastrous." Lin Wanyao looked serious and serious.

Chuanliu also became nervous, "What should we do?"

"From your tone, it seems that you have more than just this one in your hand. If Your Highness can trust me, why not take me over to have a look and confirm again." Lin Wanyao said softly.

She has a gentle temperament that makes people subconsciously trust her.

Chuanliu scratched his head.

Just as he was about to agree, he heard Mu Jianghan suddenly cough violently.

Chuanliu couldn't care about anything else for the moment and ran over quickly, "What's wrong, Your Highness?" "...It's windy." His voice was hoarse and he lowered his head.

No one could see the expression on his face clearly.

"It's true that you still insist on going out even though you know it's windy outside. What if you get sick? I don't know who is so ignorant. My subordinates will push you back." Chuanliu complained softly.

He handed the flower pot to the housekeeper before pushing the wheelchair.

Lin Wanyao's face didn't look good.

Seeing their figures quickly moving away from her sight, she couldn't help but said: "If Your Highness is feeling unwell, why don't you let me take a look at it for you?"

"It's okay, I just feel a little cold. It's getting late. Ahem, housekeeper, find someone to send Miss Lin back. Don't neglect her."

"Then this herb -"

Mu Jianghan lowered his head and coughed, looking very weak. After a long while, he lowered his head and said, "Let's discuss this another day."

He let Chuanliu push him back to the room.

Seeing this, the housekeeper also went to invite Lin Wanyao.

Lin Wanyao looked at the figure who was leaving quickly, and the fingers hidden under the wide sleeves slowly closed, revealing the blue tendons.

The housekeeper called a few times, but received no response and looked at her with some confusion.

"Miss Lin?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was distracted just now." She retracted her thoughts, and a smile bloomed on her beautiful face again, "It's true for the Sichuan Guards, this basin looks heavy, how can I let you hold it, or let me Come and get it.”

As he spoke, he stretched his hands towards the flowerpot.

The housekeeper quickly shook his head and said: "No way, Miss Lin is a distinguished guest of the palace. How can I trouble you with such rough work? I'll just ask my servant to take it back."

"...That's fine too."

(End of this chapter)