Chapter 158

Only Zhao Wanxi and Leng junao were left in the courtyard. Thinking that the man had just come out for them and destroyed he Xunmei's prestige, Zhao Wanxi felt that she should thank him.

"Thanks to the seventh Prince for what happened just now!"

Leng junao's thick eyebrows rose, and her wise eyes went deep into her, flashing meaningful words: "I don't know which one you mean Pretending to be your husband, or driving away the witch? "

Zhao Wanxi was embarrassed by him. She moved her eyes lightly: "my mother is insane. Please don't mind those crazy words."

"Xi'er, have I ever told you that when my mother and concubine left, she was also suffering from this kind of illness. She was mentally confused and skinny..."

Leng junao's mellow voice became more and more low, and his mood seemed to drift away.

Zhao Wanxi stares at the man. His deep eyes are as deep as the sea, covered with a layer of light fog. It's the first time that she clearly sees the sadness of the man's eyes.

"You can't come back to life when you die. Please ask the seventh prince to mourn!"

Leng junao soon calmed down his mood at the bottom of the pupil, raised his mouth and approached her with a smile -

"you stay here and treat your mother well. If you need my help, just open your mouth and the token is in your hand. You can go in and out of the palace at any time!"

At this moment, Zhao Wanxi seems to understand that the man deliberately left the token to her.

After Leng junao left, Zhao Wanxi went back to her room. Qiong'er had just given Lin Qiaoyu the medicine, and there were some black residues left in the medicine bowl.

Probably out of instinct, she picked up a pinch of black residue and put it to the tip of her nose to sniff. She could probably tell which herbs were in it. Her apricot eyes were slightly dark -

"Joan, where did my mother take these medicines from?"

"Miss, where else can I get the medicine? Of course, it's from the pharmacy. I'm too busy in the daytime. Most of the time, Aunt Zhang in the kitchen cooks the medicine. I'll just go and get it."

"Aunt Zhang? Where did Aunt Zhang come from? "

Zhao Wanxi sorted out the memory of taishifu before she came back. She really didn't remember Aunt Zhang in the kitchen.

"Miss Zhang doesn't know. Aunt Zhang came into the mansion after you got married. She's very diligent and often helps us in Cuiyuan. If it wasn't for her, I would not be able to help myself."

Zhao Wanxi said faintly, "are you still there?"

Joan even said in a voice: "yes, I don't know many words, but I keep all the prescriptions. Sometimes I compare them with the ones in front of me, and I know some new herbs have been added."

While answering, Joan had already taken out the prescription of the past. Zhao Wanxi glanced at the past, and her eyes fell on the latest prescription.

There are 13 kinds of medicine written on the prescription, which are different from the two or three kinds of medicine that Zhao Wanxi smelled from the residue just now. But she didn't smell Schisandra chinensis and Ganoderma lucidum, which are most effective for Lin Qiaoyu's spirit. There is also a strange sweet smell.

"Miss, is there something wrong with this prescription?"

Seeing that Zhao Wanxi had been staring at the prescription for a long time, Joan was puzzled and couldn't help coming forward and lowering her voice.

"Joan, from tomorrow on, I'll make my mother's medicine myself."

Zhao Wanxi's clear water eyes are full of profound essence, still calm as water.

Joan was stunned at first. Then she responded and nodded: "I understand. I won't take the medicine to Aunt Zhang from tomorrow on..."

"No! Aunt Zhang's medicine is still taken every day. When she gets it back, she empties the toilet directly. "