Quick Wear: The female supporting role is soft-hearted and cruel, and the big boss chases her and ki

Mingnan heard some noise while half asleep and half awake. He couldn't help but get up and open the bed curtains. He heard the sound of water splashing outside the yard, and then Miaoyan asked, "What's going on?"

A deep and rich male voice said, "The magic medicine that the Saint asked her subordinates to find has been found!"

Mingnan's spirits suddenly lifted. Did he really find it?

The prince's body can be saved? !

The confusion of the past few days suddenly became clear. She excitedly put on her clothes and stood up, saying loudly: "Come in——"

When Miao Yan heard this, she immediately pushed the door open and lit the light for her.

"What's wrong with you, Saint? Did this servant disturb you?"

Mingnan shook his head, his eyes passed over her and fell on the secret guards behind her, "You said you found the magic medicine? Where is it?"

The oil lamp leapt into flames, and the room immediately became bright.

Mingnan saw the box in the secret guard's hand at a glance. She walked forward quickly and the secret guard immediately opened the box and handed it to her.

"There are three in total. Please have a look, Saint."

Mingnan's breathing stopped for a moment. She lowered her eyes and looked at the three crescent moon plants lying quietly in the box.

As the name suggests, the petals of the Crescent Moon look like a crescent moon, curved, with three petals in one flower, wrapping the dark red fruit in the middle.

The flower stems are emerald green and as shiny as jade.

Very beautiful, worthy of its name.

Mingnan touched the petals carefully, and the secret guard hurriedly said, "Saint, be careful! Don't touch the fruit in the middle. The locals call it the magic flower, and say that the fruit in the middle is highly poisonous. It will easily cause redness and ulceration if it touches the skin, and it will kill you instantly if it touches the wound."

Ming Nan took his hand back, unable to hide his excitement, he said: "I know that the Crescent Moon Fruit is extremely poisonous, and the petals are the antidote."

Three plants are enough.

Before, the prince asked her what she had to negotiate with him, but now the capital has come.

She didn't believe that the prince was indifferent to his healthy body.

She took one last look at the bright crescent moon, carefully closed the lid and said, "Go find the court doctor and ask him to make wine and use it as medicine according to the method I told you."

"Yes!"

The guard placed the box on the table and hurried away.

*

The court physician followed Mingnan's method, removed the petals of the crescent moon tree, dried them, ground them into powder, added a variety of rare medicinal materials, mixed them into a bowl of black medicinal juice, poured it into the strong liquor, and waited for them to blend and fully ferment.

Nearly another month passed like this. During this month, Mingnan did not leave the house, and every day he watched the jar of medicinal wine and observed the changes in the wine.

During this period, Xiao Zhe looked for her several times, either giving her snacks, blood peach blossoms from Linghe Temple, or some novel and exquisite folk trinkets, but Mingnan refused to accept any of them.

Maybe because he had been rejected too many times, Xiao Zhe stopped bothering her.

Mingnan is happy and at ease.

The Imperial Master also came to ask several times. He pinched his nose from a distance and asked with disdain: "Is this thing really useful? It's sour and bitter. If the prince drinks it and vomits to death, then we'll be done with our sister. Otherwise, how about I pack my bag first and run away when the prince twists his neck?"

Mingnan: "..."

She stirred it with a porcelain spoon, glanced at her brother speechlessly, and said, "Don't worry."

The Imperial Master's eyes lit up when he heard this, thinking that she would say that she knew what was going on and there would definitely be no accidents.

Mingnan said, "When the time comes, we'll stab each other and leave early to avoid being tortured. We can still be reincarnated together in the next life."

National Division:"……"

Fortunately, Mingnan really knew what was going on, the prescription was real, and she had the help of the system, so she would never poison the prince to death.

The most important question at the moment is how can she convince the prince to drink the secret medicine she specially prepared?

Moreover, she and the prince are still in a very delicate "cold war" state. She doesn't look for him and he doesn't look for her. If she wants him to drink the medicine, she must first find an opportunity to break the deadlock.

Fortunately, God blesses me and this opportunity came soon.

*

As June began, the weather in Shengdu became hotter day by day.

The emperor's health improved day by day. Seeing that he had returned to normal, the flowers in the Imperial Garden happened to be in bloom, so he held a banquet on the Zhaoshui Terrace in the Imperial Garden, inviting concubines, princes and princesses, and important ministers to gather together to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

The National Master and Mingnan were naturally also among the invited guests.

The two men entered the palace in a carriage. When they arrived at the palace gate, someone came to greet them and asked them to change to a sedan chair, which was carried all the way to the Zhaoshuitai.

Zhaoshuitai is surrounded by water on three sides and built in the middle of the lake. It covers a very large area, with only a stone bridge leading directly to the shore. Lotus flowers are in full bloom on both sides of the stone bridge, clustered together, and the pink waves sway with the waves, which is so beautiful that it makes people's heart beat.

The windows of the Zhaoshui Terrace are all open, and you can clearly see the scenery outside when sitting inside.

At this time, the concubines in the harem were gathered together whispering, and the ministers were also talking to each other, and their eyes occasionally drifted to the front of the prince's seat.

"Why is the prince here? Are you well?"

"You don't look like that. There's a strong wind here. Don't let him catch a cold again!"

"Did His Majesty ask him to come? Could it be that..."

All kinds of speculations passed by his ears, but the prince pretended not to hear them.

He picked up the teacup and sipped it slowly. Someone exclaimed, "The Imperial Master and the Saintess are here!"

Then the entire Zhaoshuitai fell silent.

The prince's hands tightened, his Adam's apple rolled, and he slowly turned his head to look back.

From his angle he could see it clearly.

The national teacher was in front, and Mingnan was two steps behind.

Both of them were dressed in white, with wide sleeves fluttering in the wind. They walked among the blue and pink waves, like immortals descending to earth.

Her hair was tied up high, revealing her slender white neck. The tassels on her hair crown hung down, swaying gently as she walked, sparkling brightly.

As if noticing his gaze, Mingnan suddenly looked up.

That glance seemed to cross thousands of mountains and rivers and go straight into his heart.

The prince's breathing suddenly became disordered.

In an instant, I forgot everything. The irritability and depression of more than a month disappeared with the wind, leaving only joy.

She seemed unaffected and remained as bright and beautiful as ever.

Is he the only one who is troubled by trivial matters and cannot find relief?

"Brother, the tea is about to spill!"

The fifth prince beside him gave a reminder.

The prince suddenly came back to his senses, lowered his eyes to look at the teacup in his hand, no longer in the mood to drink tea, put down the teacup as if nothing had happened, and said thank you.

The fifth prince just gave a reminder and then turned around to continue talking to others.

"The Saint is so beautiful, and her bearing is unique."

"Beauty is like the bright moon, unparalleled in the world. Who will this moon fall into the arms of in the end?"

Hearing this frivolous tone, the prince glanced at the other person coldly.

At least it won't fall into the arms of a dirty, filthy thing like you.

He noted the other person's position and the color of his court robes, and had a rough idea in his mind.

Mingnan didn't know that his appearance had caused a small storm.

She followed the maid who led the way and sat down in her seat, looking at the prince opposite her, thinking about how to approach him.

Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, he met Xiao Zhe's burning and oppressive eyes.

Mingnan: "..."

unlucky.

She lightly shifted her gaze away and looked at the lotus flowers outside the stage.

Xiao Zhe: “…”