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Xianrou looked at him like a well-behaved little white flower, and wanted to step forward and punch him twice. After a moment, he sighed heavily and said, "No."! She stroked her forehead and kept comforting herself that he was still him after all. It's just that I haven't been able to accept the process of his domineering president turning into a little white flower in an instant. She patted her chest and muttered silently, 'Once you are born, you will be mature again, and you will be able to accept it when you become a little puppy next time! ’.

Soon they returned to the study, and Xianrou sat on the soft couch before asking again: "Since the news is false, what about the magic medicine~?"

Mo Yuan looked at her fondly: "Well, there is indeed a magic medicine! However, the prescription is in my hand, and I will not give it to Ning San! A Yuan has long noticed that my sister has many medicines on the battlefield. For the scar left behind, I specially prepared this ointment for Your Majesty as a gift for my sister’s enthronement~!”

As he spoke, he took out a bottle of ointment from his arms and handed it to Xianrou. He dipped a little of the ointment on his index finger and carefully wiped the wound on her hand.

Xianrou watched his every move quietly, and the moment she lowered her head, she saw that the hand that was originally full of scars faded away the moment he applied the ointment. She didn't expect that the medicine he gave her would have such a miraculous effect. Originally she could also develop some ointments, but in this world she is just a general who doesn't understand anything. If the skin suddenly becomes smooth and delicate, it will arouse suspicion!

She originally planned to wait until she ascended the throne to think of a solution, but she didn't expect someone to be more careful than her! She couldn't help but exclaimed: "This~, my hand...!"

Mo Yuan carefully wiped her wound, and gently stroked her wound, saying distressedly: "From now on, A Yuan will definitely not let His Majesty be hurt again~!"

Xianrou smiled slyly: "You, what you said...!"

He quickly smiled awkwardly and said: "I mean~, I...I will definitely be able to heal all the scars on Your Majesty's body!"

He suddenly changed his tone and said: "By the way~, if Your Majesty is interested, A Yuan will write down the prescription."

As he spoke, he picked up the brush beside the delicate table and started writing.

Xianrou looked at him with a smile: "I accepted this gift, does A Yuan have the reward he wants~?"

He wrote the prescription seriously and said without raising his head: "No!"

Soon he wrote the prescription and handed it to Xianrou, then looked at her and slowly said: "It is A Yuan's greatest blessing to be able to meet and assist my sister!"

His serious look made Xianrou a little distracted. Unknowingly, Xianrou saw him in each plane overlapping each other. It all happened in a split second and she quickly regained her composure.

He casually picked up the memorial on the table. He must have been dazzled. How could they appear in the same plane at the same time? It's more important to read the memorial!

The memorial she picked up at random turned out to be about the floods in the south of the Yangtze River. After calming down, she slowly said: "Master~, what do you think about the floods in the south of the Yangtze River~?"

When it came to business, Mo Yuan became serious, without any of his usual no-nonsense aura: "There is no time to delay for floods in the south of the Yangtze River! I have already found a capable person who is good at controlling floods. It will take up to two years to complete the project!"

Xianrou looked at his confident look and said, "Okay~, I'll leave this matter to you!"

"Yes~!" He said and was about to kneel down to salute, but Xianrou held him back.