"No gift." Ming Ruo was particularly awkward to listen to the invitation, and almost got a thrust in his mind, and replied - My dear...

The water-green maid stood up, held her eyes and stood with her hands down.

Mingruo took a deep breath. She didn't need such an ancient style maid to be by her side: "What's your name?"

When the water-green maid heard the sound, she quickly leaned over and bowed down and said, "Please give me a name."

Mingruo rubbed her forehead. She knew that many places had the practice of "changing her name to express loyalty". Senior brothers who followed her grandfather to study medicine would change the word "zi" in their names, such as senior brother Qiao Ziyan, and the seventh brother who liked her the most was Cheng Ziyi.

However, she is really a decent name.

"What was your original name?" Let's give an example to refer to it.

"I was originally called Green Tea."

"Uh..." Ming Ruo was really powerless to complain, "Green tea... Is there still white lotus..."

Green Tea was a little surprised and quickly replied: "Sister Bailian is the great palace maid next to the concubine..."

Mingruo had ten thousand divine beasts running wildly in his heart, and there were really white lotus... Mingruo sighed. It was time to show his expertise. There were thousands of Chinese herbal medicines. It was still very simple to pick up one that looked like a human name: "Then you call it Zi Su in the future."

"Thank you the name of Princess." Zi Su bowed again.

"You don't have to always worship you in the future." Mingruo suspected that the girl had a spring in her knees, and it was particularly smooth to kneel down. "You go and make some breakfast first, and then prepare hot water. I want to take a shower." In order not to let Princess Qinghuang's character collapse, Mingruo felt that she couldn't speak anymore.

"Yes." Zisu took the order and left.

Mingruo can finally give his brain that is about to crash for a rest.

Zisu is very efficient in doing things, about a quarter of an hour later. The table in front of Mingruo was filled with four snacks, four side dishes, one bowl of porridge and one bowl of noodles.

Although Mingruo was hungry, he couldn't eat so much. He took a sip of porridge first: "You don't have to prepare so much breakfast in the future, half of it will be enough."

"I have written it down." Zi Su quickly responded.

After Mingruo had breakfast, he went to the bedroom. Although the bedroom was not gorgeous, it was elegant and had a bookish atmosphere. However, it might have been used as a wedding room before, and the tents and bedding, and even the soft cushions on the chairs were all red, which looked a bit hard to describe.

A screen is used to separate a space in the corner of the room, and a bathtub is vaguely visible.

In the tray in Zi Su's hand was a stack of cloth towels, a long-handled wooden spoon, a piece of fragrant pancreas, and a small basket of petals.

She put the tray on a low table, grabbed a handful of petals and scattered it into the bathtub: "Princess, I will dress you with ease."

"No need, you go out." Mingruo watched Zi Su exit the bedroom, then took off her clothes, immersed her body in the warm water, and let out a breath of turbid air. This is the correct way to open the time travel.

Mingruo has injuries on his feet, so he should not take a bath, so he will be washed quickly.

I looked at the clothes that Zi Su prepared for her, which were a whole set, and even a close-fitting little dress. This girl was a little dull, but she was still very careful in doing things.

Mingruo put on the small and middle clothes, and she had to take a break anyway. She couldn't tell which one was wearing inside and which one was wearing outside. She put it on first.

Mingruo sat on the Arhat bed outside. The light was good here and there was also a small tea table for medicine.

As soon as Ming Ruo treated the injury on his foot, he heard Zi Su ask softly: "Princess, are you doing well?"

Mingruo put away the things on the table: "Come in."

Zi Su brought two women in, carried the bathtub out, and then began to pack up the things used in the bath.

"Zi Su, bring me paper and pen." Mingruo felt that to live a good life in Prince Yun's mansion, he had to make a living by his ability, and he had to do the job of a guest official seriously.

Mingruo held the brush in a decent manner. Although the stroke was a bit awkward, the characters were not ugly.

Just kidding, I thought the eldest lady of the Xuanyi family was so easy to be a good girl. But she was abused by various skills in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child and wanted to die for herself.

Since I haven't written a brush for a long time, Mingruo wrote very slowly for the sake of beauty. Zi Su cleaned up the bedroom and laid the bed, so Mingruo wrote the list.

The above lists some medicinal materials, tools required for pharmaceutical production, and some utensils containing pills and potions.

"These are the things you need to refine medicine for the prince. You can leave it to Mr. Zhou to prepare." Mingruo blew the undried list in his hand and handed it to Zi Su, "I'm going to rest, I don't need to prepare lunch. I'll give the prince an needle in the afternoon. If I don't wake up, tell me to get up."

"I have recorded it." Zi Su took the order Ming Ruo gave her and then gently closed the door.

Mingruo climbed onto the bed and got into the quilt. As soon as she lay down, her head was hurt by the porcelain pillow. She quickly got up and took a soft pad from the Arhat bed. It was still uncomfortable to put it on the porcelain pillow. Finally, she threw the porcelain pillow aside and folded the pad a few times as a pillow.

At this time, Si Haochen was sitting in the ring chair in the study. Listening to Bai Shen’s report on the changes of each party in the past two days, his fingers seemed to unconsciously hold the armrest and make a loud tick sound. Bai Shen was unconsciously influenced by this rhythm and his speech began to increase faster.

When Mr. Zhou got the order written by Ming Ruo, he didn't know whether he should do it. The medicine the prince had taken before was prepared by Dr. Xue. Mr. Zhou decided to ask Lord Bai for an idea. When he learned that Lord Bai was in the prince's study, he came over.

"I'm sorry, please." Butler Zhou stepped forward to salute.

"What's the matter?" Si Haochen leaned back on the back of the chair, looking a little tired.

Butler Zhou presented the list to Si Haochen: "The princess wrote this list, saying that she wanted to refine medicine for the prince."

Si Haochen raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the list in his hand.

He was not surprised by what Ming Ruo wanted, but although this handwriting was average, it had the feeling of gold and iron horses, and it was not like the handwriting of a woman in a boudoir.

If Mingruo knew that Si Haochen thought so, he would probably turn his eyes to the back of his head - she was practicing thin gold body, and Emperor Huizong of Song was not very good, but that was also an emperor, and it was definitely not the way for women in the boudoir!

Si Haochen handed the list written by Ming Ruo to Bai Shen: "Cross a copy for Zhou Guan's house."

Bai Shen was also a little surprised when he saw Ming Ruo's words, and couldn't help but admire in his heart - he didn't know how the Nanrong royal family cultivated the princess, but he must have put in the effort to cultivate the princess. The word "Qinghuang Princess" is not comparable to that of the noble lady of Dongheng.

Bai Shen handed the copied list to Mr. Zhou: "Go and do it quickly, don't delay the princess' refining medicine."

"Yes." Butler Zhou took the list and immediately started to arrange it.
Chapter completed!