The reborn sweet girl always wants to escape, but the abstinent prince hugs her and coaxes her!

Without Xu Rongrong knowing it, Princess Lingxi had quietly set her sights on her.

It's just that King An's incident not only hurt the Queen, but His Majesty has also been ill for several days. Therefore, even if Lingxi has a plan, he will not ask for trouble at this juncture.

As a result, Xu Rongrong, who was unaware, focused entirely on applying the medicine.

The backyard of the medicine shop in the eight alleys of the capital was filled with herbs collected from all over the country. Shu Qing sorted through them little by little, sorting and placing the symptomatic herbs for the common diseases of the poor.

The drug store has been managed by Luo Chen and has already sorted through the items left in the original store. Now the people left in the store are all useful people who are quick and agile in doing things.

Shu Qing put the medicine booklet away, and the medicine boy immediately brought hot water: "I will open the door for consultation tomorrow, sir, please have a good rest tonight."

"Yes." Shu Qing nodded and wiped his cheeks with a handkerchief, "You have worked hard too."

The medicine boy smiled and said, "You guys won't feel it's hard if you can do this to benefit the people."

As he spoke, Yaotong's eyes were bright and full of hope.

Shu Qing looked at it, feeling slightly sour in his heart.

Once upon a time, he was just like this medicine boy, full of ambitions...but the wasted death of his father, wife and children took away all his hope.

From then on, he was nothing more than a walking corpse in the world. If he hadn't met the county lord by chance, he would have been drunk to death long ago.

He would never have thought that he would have such an opportunity in this life to use his medical skills to save a poor people.

"In the future, not only in the capital, but also in the south and north, when our shops are opened in all the cities and towns of Zhou Dynasty, we will make medicine available to the poor in the world." Her previous words made him moved.

Hopefully, everything goes as she wishes.

……

Early the next morning, a shed was erected outside an inconspicuous drug store in the eighth alley of Beijing.

The consultation desk was set up.

At the same time, outside the gate of Zhuxiang Yayuan, Xu Rongrong got into the carriage wrapped in a cloak.

She wanted to see it for herself.

Unexpectedly, someone had the same thoughts as her.

The man even sneaked into her carriage silently.

It was a bit ostentatious. Xu Rongrong was traveling in an ordinary carriage today. She and Wen Yao were used to such a small space, but for Mu Rong, it was a bit frustrating.

With nowhere to stretch his straight and slender legs, Mu Rong could only lean on the table in the carriage and look at Xu Rongrong at leisure.

"I wonder when the Marquis got into the habit of showing up uninvited." She glanced at Mu Rong.

Mu Rong smiled: "Ever since I met Rong Rong, I can't help but feel like this."

Xu Rongrong: "..."

Forget it, she didn't want to talk anymore.

As soon as he sat down, the carriage shook slightly and set off.

Because Mu Rong was in the car, Wen Yao and Luo Shu could only transfer to another car.

The hot water in the carriage began to boil. Just as Xu Rongrong was about to stand up, Mu Rong said, "Don't move. I will serve Rongrong today."

After saying that, he added water and poured the tea in one go, then handed the teacup to Xu Rongrong's hand: "It's still a little cold in the morning, drink some hot tea to keep warm."

Seeing how skilled he was, Xu Rongrong sighed slightly and took the tea bowl: "Why don't you go to court today, Lord Marquis?"

Mu Rong smiled and said: "It is not as important as going to court to look at your appearance and administer medicine."

Zhuxiang Yayuan is very close to the Eighth Alley, and the drug store is at the entrance of the alley, so you can see a long queue in front of the drug store from a distance.

"I didn't expect that there were so many people." Xu Rongrong sighed.

"Medicine... is a good thing." Mu Rong smiled slightly and took a sip.

Seeing that he had something to say, Xu Rongrong looked out suspiciously, and soon discovered something was wrong.

There were three or five ragged people in the team, their faces were covered with dust and their hair was messy, but when they raised their hands inadvertently, it could be seen that their wrists were white and they did not look like they had been doing heavy errands all year round.

"Is there someone who is trying to get medicinal materials by going astray?" She frowned.

Mu Rong smiled and said: "Medicals used to treat coughs and reduce fever have always been in demand."

Xu Rongrong nodded. She was not worried about this. After all, with Shu Qing in charge, it was not easy for ordinary people to get through.

Sure enough, within a moment, those few people who were pretending to be poor people and mingled with the team left in despair.

"It seems Rong Rong has been prepared."

Xu Rongrong did not deny it: "Someone may come to make trouble. I asked Luo Chen to find some strong people to guard at the door of the medicine shop, so these people are nothing to be afraid of."

Mu Rong took a sip of tea silently.

It seems that the Mu Lu he arranged... may not be of any use.

Xu Rongrong turned his head: "What's wrong with Mr. Hou?"

For no reason, she felt the change in the other person's aura and blurted out.

Mu Rong was startled when he heard this, and then smiled lightly: "Nothing, I just feel that Rong Rong's arrangements are so good that a warrior like me has no place to use them."

As he spoke, he looked at Xu Rongrong with burning eyes. She must be so keen...she must care about him.

A warm current surged in his heart, and he raised his hand to smooth Xu Rongrong's wind-blown hair.

When his fingertips accidentally touched her cheek, he was slightly startled: "Why is it still so cold?"

Xu Rongrong tightened his collar: "It's just that the wind has been blowing for a long time."

Mu Rong frowned slightly, and he grabbed Xu Rongrong's hand. The thin white palm showed a different temperature from ordinary people: "Has it been like this since the detoxification?"

Seeing him asking this, Xu Rongrong no longer concealed anything. She nodded: "It's just that the body temperature is slightly lower, it doesn't matter."

What followed was a long silence.

Mu Rong wrapped her hand in his palm, said with a cold face: "Go to the imperial doctor."

Seeing that he was so nervous, Xu Rongrong hurriedly stopped him: "There's no need to bother. During these days in Zhuxiang Yayuan, the royal doctor came to diagnose Ping'an pulse every day. Both he and Shu Qing said that I just have a colder constitution now, and there is nothing wrong with it." abnormal."

"Seriously?" Mu Rong frowned.

Xu Rongrong smiled and said: "It's absolutely true."

Mu Rong felt a little relieved and decided to go find the palace doctor and ask him carefully after returning home today.

While the two were talking, there was a burst of noise outside, and a faint shout:

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! My wife is dying!"

When he opened the window, he could see two people running towards him carrying the door panel in the distance.

The woman on the door panel had a purple complexion and her chest was raised high, while a tall man in tattered clothes followed beside her, running and shouting.

Everyone got out of the way when they saw this.

Shu Qing heard the noise and hurriedly got up and walked out.

The old door panel was placed under the shed, and the woman closed her eyes tightly, not knowing whether she was alive or dead.

The tall man dwarfed and knelt on the ground, grabbing Shu Qing's legs: "Please, please save my wife."