Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

Yao Jinting's head was pounding when he thought of his master's iceberg face that could kill people.

He looked at this man helplessly and speechlessly: "Are you going to see the master by yourself, or should I take you there?"

Yao Jinting: "..." If the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, is it so threatening?

Shouldn't a humble and noble young master like the master be as gentle as jade, and the people who serve him should also be humble and polite?

What kind of evil did he do to meet them? If it weren't for the medicine from Xuanji Pavilion, he would have made a name for himself now, and his name would be heard in the world!

"If you continue to slander me, I will report it to the master." Wu Shen half-squinted his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him with a medicine box in his arms.

The master has recovered well recently, and he can even hear some mortal voices.

Yao Jinting: Here we go again, here we come again, this guy is as scary as his master, he can read minds, ah ah ah ah ah ah, if they weren’t so powerful, he would have really run away with Yangyang long ago.

Although Xuanji Pavilion is spread all over Jiuzhou, he is a doctor after all, and he works as a wandering doctor incognito... No, there is still no problem with the miraculous doctor, right? !

Hey, who told him to cherish his talent? He can gain ready-made prestige by following Prince Xiang, but he doesn't have to make a name for himself.

Wushen:......

"Are you leaving? Will this cistanche deserticola go bad?"

As soon as Wu Shen's voice fell, Yao Jinting said "ah", covering the box and said, "I'm fine! Mr. Wu Shen, don't keep burying my medicines, they are spiritual!"

I have told him tens of thousands of times!

Shouldn't he say, "Cistanche deserticola has worked hard, now I'll put you in an ice cellar surrounded by thousands of years of ice to stretch your body"?

Wu Shen: "Let's go and see the master."

If we continue talking, he will become a fool who gets tired of a box of dried medicine.

Xuan Qingyi was about to change into his night clothes when Wu Shen walked into Xuan Qingyi's study holding Yao Jinting's collar.

"Master, Yao Jinting is here."

Xuan Qing also turned his head slightly and glanced at the collar of the clothes that Wu Shen picked up.

Seeing a cold and stern look across his face, Yao Jinting just woke up from a dream and hurriedly knelt down and saluted: "Master, I miss you."

Wushen:......

Xuan Qing also said: "Five days."

Yao Jinting trembled all over: "Master, forgive me, Jin Ting has not been out of the mountain for a long time, and he took a look at the medicinal materials of our Xuanji Pavilion branch."

"Were you going to Qingshan Pavilion again to ask for tea?"

Yao Jinting: "...Nothing can escape the eyes of the master."

"Did you know that this cistanche deserticola is of urgent use?"

Xuan Qing also arranged his night clothes and stood in front of Yao Jinting. Yao Jinting looked up and saw the man in front of him looking at him condescendingly with half-closed eyes. He had broad shoulders and a waist, with a unique demeanor, but also an intimidating look.

Instantly he felt a chill coming from the Tianling Gai directly to the soles of his feet, and he knew that his master was angry.

"Master, please forgive Jin Ting. After Yaoshan Cistanche deserticola was taken out of the mountain wall, it had to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Everywhere Jin Ting went, he took it out to soak in the essence of the sun and the moon..."

He didn't want to be punished. He was not allowed to touch the medicinal materials for a month, which was a rare torture in the world.

Xuan Qing also knew that Yaoshan Cistanche deserticola was special, so he said nothing more and picked up the box containing Cistanche deserticola and handed it to Wu Shen: "Let the old lady in the kitchen make this."

Wu Shen responded and took the box to find the dryad.

It is inconvenient for your Majesty to make some decoction, and the moon is bright and the stars are sparse today, so it is a suitable time to meet.

So you have to find a tree spirit nanny and use some spiritual power to boil out all the effects of Cistanche deserticola.

"Are you going to cut it and cook it now?" Yao Jinting looked at the door where no one had been seen in aggrieved manner. He had gone through so much trouble to bring it here, and it wasn't even hot yet, so it was about to be used as medicine?

Is there any serious reason to cook all his treasures in a hurry?

Heart hurts!

"Ledger."

Xuan Qing also sat at the desk and tapped the tabletop gently.

"Oh, yes, yes, master, please check the account."

After presenting the account book in the bag, Yao Jinting stood aside blankly, looking like he was distracted.

I remember that back then, he almost died in search of Yaoshan, but was later saved by his master. Yaoshan was not found, but one day he saw his master bring back two pieces of Yaoshan Cistanche.

From that moment on, he never ran again.

The master who can find Yaoshan is definitely not an ordinary person.

Sure enough, he is the God of War who is famous throughout Kyushu.

How could he run away again?

Besides, he already had rice seedlings at that time and was reluctant to move.

"I'm asking you."

Cold words came to my ears.

"Ah, Master, what did you say?"

Xuan Qing also said: "Have all the snow muscles in the Xuanji Pavilion in the capital been shipped?"

"To return to the master, yes. That is..."

"explain."

"All the snow knapweed in Shop No. 2 were bought by the same buyer."

"Oh? Where is the buyer?"

"My subordinates thought that the snow knapweed was a very common herb, so they didn't pursue it."

Xuan Qing also nodded. Snow muscle grass is indeed a relatively common herb for humans.

Just the snow knapweed in the northwest...

Seeing that his master suddenly became silent, Yao Jinting hurriedly said: "Master, don't worry, all major orders in Xuanji Pavilion are recorded. If the master needs it, my subordinates will check it out right away."

"No need." Xuan Qing also shook his head. This was not something he could find out.

"Yes."

Several ledgers were quickly checked, and the daily affairs of Xuanji Pavilion were well taken care of by Yao Jinting and Song Xiyang.

About an hour later, Wu Shen entered the study, holding a small bottle of Cistanche deserticola that had turned into medicinal soup.

Xuan Qing also took it and went out.

"This..." Going out in night clothes and walking through the main entrance? Still so anxious?

Yao Jinting turned around and watched his master disappear into the night, looking at Wushen with suspicion on his face.

"Never mind, just sit back and wait."

After a while, he was afraid that he would be hit again: "This is jasmine tea made by immortals. Try it, it's no worse than Yaoshan jasmine." Wu Shen handed a cup of fragrant jasmine tea to Yao Jinting.

Yao Jinting took it and drank it all in one gulp. He endured his thirst and went to Qingshan Pavilion to ask for a cup of tea. However, he was carried directly to the master's study with nothing.

He was dying of thirst.

"It's so fragrant?" Yao Jinting was speechless, pouring himself another glass and tasting it slowly.

"That is." Wushen replied.

No matter who makes the jasmine tea.

It didn't take more than a stick of incense to see Xuan Qing also pushing open the study door, wearing a thin cloak.

"Hey? Master, why did you come back with a cloak when you went out..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw his master coming in with a pot of flowers that were so white that they were almost transparent.

"This... Yaoshan Jasmine?!"

He strode forward and was about to hold the flower pot with both hands when he was pushed back by Xuan Qingyi's look: "Presumptuous."

Yao Jinting suddenly lost his temper.

The master is still so cruel.