Chapter 41: Saint Girl Doesn’t Fall in Love 10
Mingnan heard some noise while half asleep and half awake. He could not 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 knot of the past few days suddenly had a clue. She excitedly put on her clothes and stood up, shouting: "Come in——"
Miaoyan pushed the door open immediately after hearing this and lit the light for her.
"Why are you awake, Saint? Did I disturb you?"
Mingnan shook his head, his eyes passing over her and falling on the dark guard behind him, "You said you found the magic medicine? Where is it?"
The oil lamp burst into flames, and the room immediately became bright.
Mingnan saw the box in Anwei's hand at a glance. She walked quickly forward and Anwei immediately opened the box and handed it to her.
"There are three in total. Please have a look, Saint."
Mingnan's breathing paused for a moment. She lowered her eyes and looked at the three crescent-shaped plants lying quietly in the box.
As the name suggests, the petals of the Crescent Moon look like a crescent moon and are curved. There are three petals in one flower, which wrap the dark red fruit in the middle.
The flower stems are emerald green and as white as jade.
Very beautiful, lives up to its name.
Mingnan touched the petals carefully, and the dark guard said hurriedly: "Saint, be careful! Don't touch the fruit in the middle. The locals call it a magic flower. They say the fruit in the middle is extremely poisonous. It will easily turn your skin red and rot if it touches it. If it touches the wound, it will kill you."
Ming Nan took his hand back and said excitedly, "I know that the Crescent Moon Fruit is very poisonous, and the petals are the antidote."
Three plants are enough.
The prince had asked her before what she had to negotiate with him, and now she had the capital.
She didn't believe that the prince was indifferent to his healthy body.
She took one last look at the bright crescent moon, closed the lid carefully and said, "Go find the court doctor and ask him to make the wine as medicine according to the method I told you."
"yes!"
The guard put the box on the table and hurried away.
*
The court physician followed Mingnan's instructions, removed the petals of the crescent-shaped tree, dried them in the sun, ground them into powder, added a variety of rare medicinal materials, and made a bowl of black medicinal juice, which he poured into the strong liquor, waiting for them to blend and ferment fully.
Nearly another month passed like this. During this month, Mingnan did not leave his house, and every day he stayed by the jar of medicinal wine to observe the changes in the wine.
During this period, Xiao Che came to 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 was rejected so many times, Xiao Che stopped bothering her.
Mingnan is happy and free.
The Imperial Master also came to ask a few times. He pinched his nose from a distance and asked in disdain: "Is this stuff really useful? It's sour and bitter. If the prince drinks it and vomits to death, then we'll be done for our sister. Otherwise, brother should pack up his 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 will stab each other and leave as soon as possible to avoid being tortured. We can still be reincarnated together in the next life."
Imperial Master: “…”
Fortunately, Mingnan really knew what was going on, the prescription was real, and she had the system to help her, so she would never poison the prince to death.
The most important issue 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 take the medicine, she must first find an opportunity to break the deadlock.
Fortunately, God blesses me and this opportunity comes 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 recovered to normal, the flowers in the Yu Garden were blooming, so he held a banquet on the Zhaoshui Terrace in the Yu Garden and invited concubines, princes and princesses, and important ministers to gather together to enjoy the beautiful scenery.
The national teacher 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 then carried all the way to the water platform.
Zhaoshuitai is surrounded by water on three sides and is 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 waterside terrace are all open, and you can clearly see the scenery outside when sitting inside.
At this time, the concubines in the harem were huddled together and whispering, and the ministers were also talking to each other, their eyes occasionally drifting towards the front seat of the prince.
"Why is the prince here? Are you well?"
"You don't look like that. It's windy out here on the waterfront. Don't let him catch a cold again!"
"Did His Majesty send him here? 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 shouted in surprise, "The Imperial Master and the Saintess are here!"
Then the entire aquarium fell silent.
The prince tightened his hands, 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 wearing white robes with wide sleeves fluttering in the wind. They walked among the blue and pink waves, like immortals descending from the earth.
Her hair was tied up in a high bun, 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 raised his eyes and looked over.
That glance seemed to cross thousands of mountains and rivers and penetrate 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 like the wind, leaving only joy.
She seemed unaffected and remained as bright and beautiful as ever.
Is it possible that he is the only one who is causing trouble for himself and cannot find relief?
"Brother, the tea is about to be spilled!"
The fifth prince next to him gave a reminder.
The prince suddenly came back to his senses, lowered his eyes and looked at the teacup in his hand. He no longer had the heart to drink tea, so he put the teacup down as if nothing had happened and said thank you.
The fifth prince simply gave a reminder and then turned around to continue talking to others.
"The Saint is so beautiful, and her demeanor is unique."
"Beauty is like the bright moon, there is no equal 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 party coldly.
Anyway, 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.
The result was unexpected. When I turned my eyes, I met Xiao Yu's burning and suppressed gaze.
Mingnan: “…”
unlucky.
She gently shifted her gaze and looked at the lotus flowers outside the stage.
Xiao Yu: “…”