Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 66 Can You Still Be a Good Neighbor?
After staring at her with cold eyes for a while, Murong Li actually lifted his foot to bypass her and went straight back to the small courtyard.

The corner of her mouth twitched violently.

Is this playing high cold?

Can we still be good neighbors in the future?

But yes, they can't be neighbors for long, so there's no need to get too familiar with them.

Humming in his heart, Shen Jingshu continued to walk leisurely, humming a cheerful little tune.

The next day, before noon, An Tai prepared all the materials needed for Shen Jingshu.

An Tai looked at Shen Jingshu and was busy cleaning all kinds of herbs and utensils, remembering what the shopkeeper of the pharmacy said to him when he went to the pharmacy to buy medicine, he pursed his lips.

"These medicines... are all for the prince's face?"

Shen Jingshu was very busy and didn't look up at Antai.

"Some are used by your prince, and some are used by me to refine poison."

An Tai breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a lot more relaxed.

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy told him that one of the lists Shen Jingshu gave him was full of poisons, each of which could kill people.

He was worried that the written evidence between Shen Jingshu and Murong Li was just a tactic to delay the attack, and she actually wanted to put Murong Li to death, but now it seems that he was too worried.

An Tai knelt down to help, but before he rolled up his sleeves, Shen Jingshu started to push him away.

"Go and do your work. I don't need to help here. I don't like others to intervene when I do things."

Shen Jingshu is telling the truth, she has a slight obsession with cleanliness.

No matter it is the utensils for making medicine or refining poison, she never hands others, she always cleans them by herself, for fear that others will not wash them clean, which will affect the purity of her medicines.

As for the herbal medicines, people can wash them for drying, but it might be okay for Antai to fight and kill people, but washing the medicines... She thinks it's better to forget it.

An Tai glanced at her and had no choice but to leave angrily.

Two days later...

Shen Jingshu came to the next yard with a bowl of black, thick and smelly medicine.

Murong Li was enjoying the cool and reading at the stone table under the tree, when he suddenly smelled a pungent smell, he raised his head.

When Shen Jingshu approached, he caught a glimpse of something black and sticky like mud in the bowl, Murong frowned.

"Do you want to give me this medicine? Or should you apply it on my face?"

"Of course it was painted on the face." Shen Jingshu agreed.

She suddenly thought of playing tricks on Murong Li, she rolled her eyes, smiled and put the bowl close to Murong Li's nose.

"However, if the prince wants to eat it, he can eat it. Would you like to try it, the prince, it tastes good."

Murong Li shrank his neck back, distanced himself from the bowl, and said solemnly: "Shen Jingshu, if you are teasing me, I advise you to stop in moderation."

"Boring!" Shen Jingshu pouted, and retracted the hand holding the bowl, "It's just a joke, why is the face so long."

Long face?

Murong Li felt that this person Shen Jingshu really didn't know good from bad, he was so amiable that he even said that he flung his face.

If he really gets angry, what will Shen Jingshu say about him?

But Shen Jingshu had already forgotten about this, and took off Murong Li's mask in a smooth manner, scooped up the black mud in the bowl with a special medicine spoon and wiped it on Murong Li's face.

Her smearing movements were very light, and Murong Lizhi felt as if soft feathers brushed against his cheeks, making his face itchy, and even a certain place in his heart seemed to be itchy.

Murong Li had never felt this kind of feeling before.

His eyes flickered, Murong Li raised his head, silently sizing up the person in front of him.

(End of this chapter)