My husband is the future emperor

After this strain has been cultivated, she will sit steadily in the position of the saint poison hand of the hundred poison sect. No one dares to shout with her because she is older and more qualified than her.

However, this strain is really difficult to cultivate. Miao Zi Gu Qingcheng has studied it for a long time and has never had a clue.

A lot of medicinal materials were wasted, but they were not cultivated.

We still need to continue to spend energy and experiment with a large number of medicinal materials.

Gu Qingcheng's housekeeper who forgets to eat and sleep these days is in his eyes. He can't help reporting to Murong Xizhou: "my Lord, Princess Yunan is really desperate. She forgets to eat and sleep every day, making antidotes for Dharma protection, and basically has little rest."

"She knows." Murong Xizhou looked at the official document in front of him and didn't have his head.

"Will you continue to give her the herbs she wants?" Gu Qingcheng asked for precious herbs. Some herbs are still priceless and need to be picked in dangerous places.

Those herbs cost a lot of money before. I don't know what the prime minister means.

Continue to spend?

Murong Xizhou said, "the most important thing I need is money. If she wants anything, just continue to buy it for her."

Originally, I wanted the prime minister to see the bill for medicine recently.

It seems unnecessary to listen to the prime minister.

The housekeeper collected the bill in his arms and said, "I'm going to collect herbs for the princess."

"Remember to urge her more and don't let her carry any." although Qi Yu's body doesn't itch, there are signs of corrosion in his big wound.

We can't allow the wound to deteriorate. We must urge Gu Qingcheng to make an antidote quickly.

The housekeeper nodded again and again, "I'll hurry her now."

Murong Xizhou raised his head from a pile of letters and added, "also, send someone to stare at her all the time. If there is anything abnormal, you must report to us."

"Well, the little one has been staring!"

The housekeeper watched it himself.

"That's good."

The housekeeper told Murong Xizhou about the herbs, then returned to Gu Qingcheng's residence and waited on her at any time.

The last exploration failed. Gu Qingcheng handed the medicine prescription needed to remake the Wangui strain to the housekeeper, "according to the prescription, find medicine for the princess as soon as possible."

I thought I had found so many precious herbs and put a lot of Murong Xizhou's blood. This time, it was difficult to order the housekeeper to find medicine.

Gu Qingcheng has been brewing appropriate words in his heart. He has figured out how to persuade the housekeeper and Murong Xizhou to continue to eat this boring loss and help her make 10000 ghost strains.

Unexpectedly, the housekeeper looked at the prescription and said with a smile, "the princess will make the antidote as soon as possible. I will find it for you as soon as possible."

Promise so happy?

It cost them millions of silver. They don't hurt at all?

Gu Qingcheng: "......"

It seems that they eat very well.

I didn't doubt her at all.

Then keep them eating.

Gu Qingcheng was no longer worried. "Remember to find the medicine quickly. I'll give you five days at most. These herbs must be placed in front of me."

Ghost strain?

She must have planted it.

"Don't worry, princess. I'll find you the small one."

……

Lin'an temple.

Suddenly it snowed and blocked the way down the mountain,

Gentleman Lin stood in front of the book case in black, reading a letter in his hand, and his face was very cold.

"Zilin, you don't look well, but what happened?" Princess Ning was much better. She made cakes herself and brought them to Junzi Lin to taste. She could see that he was very unhappy.

It's about China.

It needs to be handled by junzilin immediately.

It's snowing now. Although the mountain road is difficult to walk, it's not a big problem for Junzi Lin to leave here by using his lightness skill. It's very simple for him.

But Princess Ning wouldn't let him go. She said it was slippery and unsafe.

Junzilin was forced to stay here.

"Nothing. Don't worry, mother imperial concubine." the gentleman Lin comforted Princess Ning.

"Is Zilin blaming the mother imperial concubine for not letting you down the mountain? Hmm?" Princess Ning looked at Junzi Lin and asked.

The gentleman Lin said, "don't think about anything that doesn't exist."

"The mother imperial concubine doesn't want to think more, but Zilin's appearance makes the mother imperial concubine have to think more." Ning Taifei pursed her lips, looked wronged and choked: "the mother imperial concubine really doesn't want to drag you to stay here, but the snow blocked the road. The mother Imperial concubine won't let you go. First, it's for your safety. Second, she's a little selfish and wants to see you more."

Throughout the year, mother and son can't see each other.

Princess Ning misses her son.

The gentleman Lin helped Princess Ning to the chair and sat down. He said, "madam, since the snow has closed the road and my son is here again, my son will accompany you. If you don't go, madam, don't think any more."

Those things in China.

Let's put it on hold!

We'll deal with it when he gets back.

"Really don't go?" Princess Ning was surprised with some disbelief.

The gentleman Lin said definitely, "I really don't go, my son won't lie to you."

"Good, good." Princess Ning said three good words in a row. It can be seen that she was very happy. "Zilin, the mother Princess wants to make dumplings for you today. She wants to enjoy the snow tomorrow. She wants to make a suit for you the day after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow..."

Princess Ning hasn't figured out what to do the day after tomorrow.

Look at the present!

"Zilin, the mother imperial concubine is going to make dumplings. Will you help the mother imperial concubine?"

"But my son can't!" said the gentleman Lin.

"The mother imperial concubine taught you."

Princess Ning taught Junzi Lin to roll the skin again. Junzi Lin had a strong learning ability and soon learned it.

Mother and son made dumplings together and talked for a while.

What they have said over the years is not as much as what they say today.

Princess Ning is very happy.

Laughing all the time.

Although Junzi Lin didn't talk much, he was more patient with Princess Ning than ever.

Seeing that Junzi Lin was so kind to her today, Princess Ning asked him to stay in the mountain for ten days before leaving.

Scholar Lin received a secret report earlier. His hidden identity may be exposed now. The Empress Dowager is already suspicious.

Therefore, Princess Ning here, he must take the lead to stabilize.

Can only agree to her request and be a good son.

Ning Taifei wrapped dumplings and smiled, "Zilin, the mother Princess is so happy today!"

"The mother imperial concubine is happy, and the son is also happy." the gentleman Lin said faintly.

Princess Ning handed Junzi Lin the pastries she had made for Junzi Lin and motioned him to eat a pastry pad first. The dumplings would take a while to get ready.

Junjunlin doesn't like dessert, but he has to eat this cake.

Princess Ning watched him eat the cake she had made herself. She was not happy. "Zilin, the mother Princess is too happy. Tomorrow the mother Princess will go to enjoy the snow with you. You can't refuse?"

"But does the mother imperial concubine's body suffer now?" the gentleman Lin asked.