Prince! The political conspiracy is not a play, the show is real

When Tao Yao actually started to classify these medicinal herbs, he finally realized that it is easy to brag, but it will be disastrous when doing things.

The more pleasant her boasting was just now, the louder the slap in the face she received now.

Lu Che, who was humble and eager to learn, studied the medical picture book carefully for a while. He quickly recognized five or six kinds of medicinal herbs and started to classify them.

Tao Yao still had only a vague understanding of the subject. Holding the medical book, he compared the patterns in the book with the herbs on the straw carpet one by one. This one matched, but that one was missing.

While she was still scratching her head in confusion, Lu Che had already divided the herbs into five small piles. He carefully marked the name of each pile with a small piece of paper and placed them on different piles in order.

Tao Yao looked at Lu Che's achievements in a short time with some disbelief and exclaimed, "Wow, so fast! Lu Che, I never could have guessed! You're quite capable!"

Lu Che was rarely praised, especially by Tao Yao, who praised him so directly. For a moment, he blushed, lowered his face a little awkwardly, and pretended to study medical books without saying a word.

Tao Yao had long been accustomed to Lu Che's sullen personality. She crawled over nonchalantly, and like sworn brothers in the martial arts world, she threw her arms around Lu Che and casually put her arm around his shoulders.

"You're amazing! I've been reading this book for a long time but still don't quite understand it. Can you teach me?"

Lu Che raised his head in a hurry, and immediately met Tao Yao's sincere eyes asking for advice.

Her eyes were surprisingly bright, and Lu Che was in a trance for a moment, as if he saw the girl who had been waiting for him to comb and braid her hair many years ago.

In an instant, unable to dodge, Lu Che turned his head away and stuffed the note he had just written into Tao Yao's palm.

"Ok?"

Tao Yao opened her palm and gently read the words written on the note: "Seabuckthorn?"

"Yeah." Lu Che nodded, his voice softly responding, almost like a sigh. "This herb comes from the desert. I saw it often when I was a kid, so I recognize it."

As he spoke, he dug out a few reddish-purple fruits the size of fingers from the pile of medicine and said, "These are sea buckthorn fruits."

After a while, he pulled out some slender brown branches and arranged them neatly on the grass carpet. He said, "These are the rhizomes of sea buckthorn."

Tao Yao gently placed the note in front of the sea buckthorn pile, her eyes full of curiosity, and asked with a smile, "Grows in the desert?"

"Yes." Lu Che's slender fingers gently stroked the rough, mottled branches, as if caressing a precious treasure. "They grew in the desert."

"The desert is dry all year round and the water source is scarce. It must be very difficult for it to produce so many fruits and grow such long branches."

Taoyao picked up a seabuckthorn fruit, flipped it in her palm, and then raised it to her nose and sniffed it. It had a light herbal scent with a hint of sourness. She knew from the smell that this thing would definitely taste bad.

But just as this thought came into her mind, Tao Yao saw Lu Che pinch a sea buckthorn fruit and put it in his mouth with an intoxicated expression on his face.

Tao Yao was so anxious that her arms were waving wildly. She quickly whispered, "Hey, hey, hey! Stop eating secretly, or we'll find out!"

But Lu Che not only ignored the advice, but also boldly picked up another one and stuffed it into Tao Yao's mouth.

The sour and bitter fruit pulp instantly exploded in the mouth, and sticky stains appeared between the lips and teeth. It not only tasted bad but was also difficult to swallow.

Tao Yao frowned, but fortunately the bitter medicine made her saliva flow. She quickly swallowed the sour taste in her mouth with three mouthfuls of saliva and hurriedly looked for water to drink.

Lu Che smiled and handed over his water bag. Tao Yao took it without hesitation and drank it in big gulps, which made her feel much better.

"You're still the same as when you were little, nothing has changed."

A rare smile appeared on Lu Che's face, which made Tao Yao think that she was seeing things.

Tao Yao wiped the remaining water stains from the corners of her mouth and returned the water bag to Lu Che: "Same as when we were kids? What does that mean?"

Lu Che shook his head and continued to work. "Now that you know sea buckthorn, let's start with it. I'll look for other herbs."

"Oh……"

Tao Yao agreed, and the next moment she saw Lu Che pushing a pile of medicinal herbs that he had roughly sorted in front of her feet.

Tao Yao took a look and found that most of the medicinal herbs in this pile were sea buckthorn, except for some other herbs here and there, and it was not difficult to separate them.

Tao Yao casually picked at it a few times, feeling a little uncomfortable. She looked up at Lu Che and complained, "Hey, Lu Che, you really underestimate me!"

By then, Lu Che had already moved to the other side, busy dealing with a pile of more complex and difficult-to-identify medicinal herbs, and had no time to deal with Tao Yao's complaints.

Although she was not convinced, Tao Yao had to admit that her skills were not as good as others, so she just became their assistant and did some easy work so as not to cause trouble for them.

In this way, Lu Che was the main worker, and Tao Yao helped him on the side. The two of them divided the work in an orderly manner, and they were surprisingly efficient in doing things.

Lu Che is a taciturn person who just works silently; Tao Yao is a chatterbox, and when Lu Che ignores her, she chatters to herself.

In a short while, the three originally disorderly piles of herbs had been carefully classified into ten small piles, and the name of the medicinal material was marked on each pile with a piece of paper.

If I didn't have some talent, I really wouldn't be able to do this job in such a short time.

Tao Yao watched Lu Che, who was concentrating on his work, and pondered his words for a long time. She felt a little confused and asked, "Hey, Lu Che, what exactly did you mean by what you just said?"

At that time, Lu Che was sorting honeysuckle flowers from a pile of chrysanthemums. He picked them out very carefully, using his fingers to carefully distinguish the two types of petals, fearing that he would miss a single one.

It can be seen that Lu Che has indeed made up his mind to follow Tao Yao's plan. An assassin who is usually used to using swords and other weapons is so concerned about a bunch of herbs.

Tao Yao was a little surprised. Although Lu Che looked big and strong and was usually a bit rough in dealing with people, he was very good at doing detailed work.

Tao Yao always has a lot to say and a lot of questions, but Lu Che doesn't answer every one of her questions.

Under the dim candlelight, half of Lu Che's profile was illuminated orange-yellow, like the color of desert sand.

His facial features were three-dimensional, and the candlelight cast a small shadow under his brow bone and nose bridge, making his face look solemn and quiet, like an ancient statue in the desert.

The pair of green pupils emitted a faint light in the small shadow, sometimes bright and sometimes dim - sometimes like the eyes of a wolf, full of ambition; sometimes like the faint light of a firefly, gentle and quiet, disappearing in a flash.

After a long time, he finally raised his head from the honeysuckle pile and looked at Tao Yao quietly with his deep and silent eyes.

"What did you say?"

Lu Che asked knowingly.

Tao Yao suddenly felt very confused. As for her past, her life experience, after being in this world for so long, she still hadn't figured it out.

First, that day in Chunfeng Tower, Chu Huanjun told her that he felt she had "changed a lot"; now Lu Che told her that she was the same as when she was a child, "not changed".

What happened in her past? What happened between her, Chu Huanjun, and Lu Che?