Taking the papers, Nangong Chiyu said with a disdainful expression, "I never break my word."
"That's good, I'm leaving now!"
Having given everything to Nangong Chiyu, Su Luo felt relieved and walked out lightly. Only when she reached the door did Nangong Chiyu ask her again.
"When is the next acupuncture session?"
Su Luo paused, turned around and said, "Once every five days is not good either."
The messenger escorted Su Luo back. When Chi Yi returned, he saw Nangong Chiyu carrying things out and sitting in the courtyard carving words.
"Your Highness, can you carve characters?"
Having known each other for many years, Chi Yi only knew that Nangong Chiyu was literate and skilled in both literature and martial arts, but he did not know that he could also carve characters.
"I only discovered this today."
"Your Highness, you..."
Chi Yi didn't understand why the character was carved for Su Luo, and also because of their recent interactions.
Their actions were intimate, and the atmosphere was strange; he really didn't know what was going on between them.
The prince may already have a wife, and even if he doesn't, the only person he can marry in the future is the fifth princess.
What are you trying to say?
Nangong Chiyu focused intently on carving the words in his hands, starting with carving out this instruction manual for the herbal oil.
Hearing Chi Yi's words, he didn't look up, but simply asked.
"Your Highness, I have served you for many years and should not be meddling in your private affairs, but I still want to ask you, what exactly is your relationship with the Deputy Minister of Agriculture?"
Nangong Chiyu stopped carving the character "oil" halfway through, and the carving knife pierced through it, drawing a little blood from his fingertip.
He had never thought about this question. What kind of relationship could he have with Su Luo? There should be no relationship at all.
"Colleagues in the court, doctors and patients."
Nangong Chiyu wiped the blood from his fingertips, and he also thought about the problem carefully.
At first, he felt guilty for seeing her naked; if a woman were seen like that, she would be too ashamed to live.
At the time, he had considered taking Su Luo as a concubine; keeping her in the mansion would just be adding another pair of chopsticks.
Unexpectedly, Su Luo wanted to kill him to resolve the matter, and he later learned that she was pregnant.
Her husband had died fighting alongside her in Beichuan City. Out of respect for her husband's sacrifice, even if Su Luo wanted to kill him, he could let bygones be bygones.
She sent them to the capital, where she appointed them to official positions, making them her colleagues.
And then there's the fact that her medical skills can help me, nothing more.
As for Yi Huan, he categorized this feeling as making amends to his comrades.
"Your Highness, is it really as you say? Just now, the Vice Minister of Agriculture was combing your hair. In the capital, only wives are allowed to comb their husbands' hair."
Chi Yi's words caused the wooden particles on Nangong Chiyu's fingertips to be carved through again.
Nangong Chiyu's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his eyes.
He then put down his carving knife, stood in front of Chi Yi, and exuded an aura of frost.
"Don't you know why I invited her here?"
Nangong Chiyu didn't like to explain, but Chi Yi had followed him for so long, rising from a lowly soldier to his deputy general.
Generals who have fought on the battlefield, once they arrive in the capital, why bother with such trivial matters?
"Yes, I was too talkative. I am willing to go and receive military punishment."
...
When Su Luo returned to the Du residence, Yun Hui had a meal prepared, ready for Su Luo to eat upon her return.
"Miss Yun, you don't need to wait for me next time. If I come back too late, you can eat first. There's no need for such formalities here."
During Su Luo's time at the Du residence, the entire Du family remembered her as their master and grandmaster.
Unless she tells us she won't be back for dinner, we have to wait for her to come back before we can start eating.
“Grandmaster, you are the elder. Our Du family has a rule that we absolutely cannot start eating until the elders have started.”
Su Luo was worried that they might be hungry since she got back a little late today.
She sat down next to Yi Huan and ate first, then Yun Niangzi and Xie Wanwan ate.
"Yi Huan, these two chicken drumsticks are for you!"
There was only one child in the family, Yi Huan, so Yun Hui put all the chicken legs into Yi Huan's bowl.
"Thank you, Lady Yun!"
The two chicken drumsticks were quite large, and Yi Huan couldn't finish them. Neither Su Luo nor Master Xie liked to eat chicken drumsticks.
Yi Huan couldn't go back either. After looking around, she put another chicken leg into Du Siyuan's bowl.
"Dr. Du, have a chicken leg!"
Du Siyuan was taken aback, then embarrassedly tried to return the chicken leg to Yi Huan.
"Chicken drumsticks are for kids, I don't eat them!"
Yi Huan moved her rice bowl aside and smiled at Du Siyuan with her bright, round eyes.
"Dr. Du, if you call me your grandmaster, then my seniority must be higher than yours."
"You're the youngest here, so having a chicken leg won't hurt you."
The people at the table were amused by what Yi Huan said.
Du Siyuan felt like he had a fishbone stuck in his throat, unable to spit it out or swallow it down. He was powerless to refute Yi Huan's words.
"Siyuan, this is a gift from our elders, I cannot refuse. Eat up, hahaha..."
Yunhui mercilessly mocked her son, saying that according to seniority, he was the youngest.
"mother……"
Du Siyuan's face darkened, but he still had to obediently say to Yi Huan, "Thank you, Yi Huan."
"You're welcome, Dr. Du, please have some chicken legs."
Du Siyuan hadn't eaten a whole chicken leg in years. He was over twenty years old, and he was worried about what his friends would think if they found out!
Eating chicken legs like a child would be a laughingstock.
After finishing his meal, Du Siyuan asked Su Luo, "Grandmaster, has the Minister of Works agreed to help us with the engraving of the instructions?"
Su Luo and Xie Wanwan are still sitting in the living room, warming themselves by the fire and resting.
"No, Lord Nie's eyesight is no longer able to see such small characters, but I have found another person who can carve the characters we want."
Du Siyuan's heart clenched, but he relaxed again after hearing Su Luo's next words.
“Grandmaster, I’ve never heard of anyone in the capital who can replicate the carving skills of the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat.”
If there were such a person in the capital, he couldn't possibly be an unknown nobody; he must be a big shot.
But they had lived here all this time and had never heard of such a person, not even his mother, a carving enthusiast.
"It's Prince Yu!"
What?
It was Prince Yu, who had just returned from a victorious battle. How could he possibly carve words?
“Grandmaster, Prince Yu is of high rank and great power. How could he possibly help us carve the inscription? This is much more difficult than finding the Minister of the Imperial Secretariat. Perhaps we should think of another way.”
Who is Prince Yu? He is a man who fought his way out of the battlefield, and an object of every official in the capital who wants to curry favor with him.
Du Siyuan had heard that people often wanted to visit Prince Yu's gate, but he refused them all, and no one dared to say a bad word about him.
As long as he glared at them, they would all shut up obediently. It was also said that the Crown Prince and the Second Prince had been trying to bring Prince Yu into their faction.
For the sake of Prince Yu, the two fought fiercely, both openly and secretly, saying that if they had Prince Yu's support, it would be equivalent to having the Ministry of War and military power.
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