Emperor's Medicine

Chapter 225 Be Careful, Mugwort Tea
Jun Lingke actually hated this man talking to her in a commanding tone. In her previous life, as a senior agent, she was extremely aloof. In this life, she was favored by the evil Bai Cangming, and she has been domineering on Tuxian Island for ten years. He didn't dare to speak to her in such a tone.

However, in front of this man, when he ordered her, she didn't even have the slightest intention to refute, which made Jun Lingke a little annoyed.

Hei Yu, who was walking beside the master and the eldest lady, suddenly raised his head, his eyes burning.

He finally knew what was wrong with Grandpa.

Grandpa's belt is tied backwards!

This must not have been tied by the grandfather himself. The grandfather is a very particular person. He always tie his belt very carefully, and he can also tie it very flat and neat.

Look at the belt that Grandpa wears now, not to mention the other way around, it's a little uneven!

Therefore, this belt... must belong to the young lady!
Hehehe...

"Ouyang Yi has been here?" Mo Yuan asked Hei Yu.

"Yeah, Lord, Ouyang Shizi has been here, but he took Ning'er to have breakfast. Ouyang Shizi came to talk about the martial arts, and also wanted to ask about the Fushou Palace yesterday!" Yu hurriedly replied, he was all smiles and his spirits were high.

Looking sideways at his subordinate with a happy smile on his face, Mo Yuan frowned slightly. He felt that something was wrong with his subordinate recently.

"master!"

As soon as he saw the woman walking into the restaurant, Fatty Wang immediately stepped forward and shouted.

"Ahem..." Hei Yu reminded: Although the mistress of the eldest lady is a matter of time, but the master is always the master!

"Master, breakfast is ready, look." Fatty Wang quickly turned around and opened the breakfasts on the table one by one.

There is no bird's nest and shark's fin, but the millet porridge is golden, the bamboo leaf porridge is fragrant, the side dishes are green and oily, and the pastries are extraordinarily delicate.

Jun Lingke sat down and looked at the food on the table without moving his chopsticks.

"Master, your regular morning tea is here." Fatty Wang brought up a white jade bowl with a smile in both hands.

There was a lid on the white jade bowl, but before the lid was lifted, Jun Lingke could already smell the smell—wormwood rice porridge, which she had to eat for breakfast every day.

"Eat it while it's hot!" Mo Yuan's voice caught his ears, and Jun Lingke turned his head to take a deep look at the man before lifting the lid of the bowl.

"Master, this is what my master asked Ning'er to go to the Duke's mansion in the middle of the night last night. Just now Ning'er took a look and said that she is satisfied with the porridge." Fatty Wang looked at Jun Lingke and smiled. Said.

Jun Lingke picked up the spoon and took a sip, then nodded, "Well, it's really similar to Ning'er's boil."

"Hey, that's good. Master, take your time, and you can use it slowly." Fatty Wang was happy to be recognized, and he glanced at his grandfather. With appreciation, the chubby body quickly went into the kitchen to get busy.

During this breakfast, Jun Lingke always felt a strange feeling growing in his heart.

After breakfast, Mo Yuan did not see him off when he left Prince Ding's Mansion. Hei Yu sent the eldest lady to the gate, and Uncle Qin was already waiting outside the gate with his carriage.

The carriage went to the martial arts hall, and a corner of the martial arts hall was set up to be used as a medical clinic. It just opened yesterday, so Jun Lingke was going to have a consultation this morning.

Teng Long and Ling Zhong led the people in the martial arts hall to run around the city and came back. In the backyard of the martial arts hall, the wooden stakes were slapped and crackled. As soon as they entered the martial arts hall, Jun Lingke heard a female voice Among the men, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

(End of this chapter)