Prince Ping felt that this time Zhang Jinliang went to a medicine hall to invite Dr. Ming. Although he did not get the invitation, he still offended Dr. Ming a little. He needs to add something: "I was just about to return to my hometown, and Doctor Shen followed me. Let’s go.”
"Thank you, Your Highness, Prince Ping." Shen Cong was very willing. Prince Ping was at least an acquaintance. He and Eunuch Zhang had 'hurt' each other just now, and they would probably suffer a loss if they fell into the hands of that dead eunuch.
Prince Ping entered the palace later, so two carriages came from Prince Ping's palace - Prince Ping's carriage went in front, and Princess Ping's carriage followed. Prince Ping asked the coachman to take Doctor Shen back to a medicine hall first.
As soon as he left the palace gate, Shen Cong still knew the way: "Your Highness, Prince Ping, don't bother me. Just put me on the roadside in a moment."
"Doctor Shen, you don't have to be polite. It's not far."
Shen Cong's eyes twitched. Prince Ping spoke so politely today, there must be something fishy in it.
"There is no need to inform Dr. Ming about such a small matter as entering the palace for medical treatment." Prince Ping winked, and the attendant gave Shen Cong a purse, "It's been a hard work for the imperial grandmother today."
Is it still a small matter to go to the palace for medical treatment? If a master hadn't arranged for it in advance, he would have been scared to death, okay? But after squeezing the purse in his hand, he found at least fifty taels. Prince Ping was much more generous than his father: "Your Highness, Prince Ping, please rest assured. , the master went to the south to escape the cold, and the common people will naturally not bother the master with these things."
Prince Ping was very satisfied with Shen Cong's performance. He really didn't dare to offend Dr. Ming because his legs were in trouble.
In his heart, Shen Cong rolled his eyes almost to the back of his head - everything about entering the palace was arranged by his master, so of course he didn't need to tell him anymore.
Mingruo and Si Haochen also got on the carriage back home. Si Haochen looked at the little girl who was supporting her head with her hands and looking at the street scene: "I didn't expect that not only did they bring your apprentice into the palace, but they also dared to use that... How to drink poison to relieve pain."
"I am the fortune teller of the imperial capital." Mingruo turned around and asked with a smile, "Would you like me to read your palm for you?"
"Okay." Si Haochen stretched out a slender hand in front of Mingruo.
"What does this young master want to ask?" Mingruo held Si Haochen's big hand and looked at it pretendingly.
"Ask about marriage."
"Oh, Young Master Hong Luan, if the stars move, you will be able to win the beauty back soon." Mingruo said with a smile, "Remember to pay the divination fee, otherwise it won't work."
Si Haochen directly took Mingruo into his arms: "Well, this calculation is quite effective."
"Hehe." Mingruo's pointed chin rested on Si Haochen's shoulder, "I originally wanted to leave the palace early and go shopping on the street to buy some things, but I didn't expect it to be delayed until this hour."
"Wherever you want to go shopping, you can go now." Even if there is a curfew, no one dares to check Prince Yun's car. It doesn't matter what time it is to them.
"Now the dim sum shops are closed." According to the itinerary, they had time to visit the chef during the Chinese New Year. "When we get to Xikang, it's not far from Yunzhong Temple. I want to go to Jixiangzhai to buy some pastries and candies, so I can stop by. Look at the master."
"With so many good things in the space, if you don't give some to your master and just give him snacks, you are really a little money-crazy..." Si Haochen poked Mingruo's forehead.
"Those stones and tiles have to be given away, as well as snacks and candies..." Mingruo patted his forehead, "By the way, let the embroidery workshop make two clothes with fairy spirit. When preparing for the New Year, you have to take every aspect into consideration. That’s good…”
Si Haochen's eyes became a little distant: "I hope we can celebrate the New Year in the house next year."
"As long as we are together, we will have different fun wherever we celebrate the New Year." Mingruo has no intention of celebrating the New Year at home. Traveling during the Spring Festival holiday is also a way to celebrate the New Year.
"Yes." Si Haochen hugged the person in his arms tighter.
Back at the palace, Mingruo took off his equipment and felt a lot more relaxed. He rolled on the bed and then lay down flat.
When Si Haochen came back, he saw his wife lying flat like a dried salted fish.
He sat down by the bed: "Tired?"
"Hmm." Mingruo felt that going to the palace to have a banquet was a laborious task. Wearing a lot of equipment, sitting, lying, walking, and maintaining a good posture was really exhausting.
"Bring me the Qiankun Box." Si Haochen said.
"Okay." Mingruo took out the Qiankun Box and was about to hand it to Si Haochen when he took it back and asked, "Are you going to move the money saved by the head of the Shi family?"
"Yes." Si Haochen nodded, "If this box can be used, I can go."
"No, I want to go together!" Mingruo hid the Qiankun Box behind his back.
Si Haochen had long arms. He leaned down a little and got the Qiankun Box: "You hide it in the space, so I can't get it, you little fool."
Mingruo gritted his teeth: "Put this box in and let me take a look."
Si Haochen put the Qiankun Box on the ground, picked up the box, and stuffed it into the Qiankun Box.
"Put this wardrobe in too." Mingruo jumped out of bed and came to the wardrobe.
Si Haochen moved the wardrobe again and put it into the Qiankun Box.
"Try to use your mind to take this table in," Ming Ruo said.
Si Haochen held the table, concentrated and tried several times but couldn't figure it out. Si Haochen shook his head: "I can't do it with my mind."
"Bring Lao Tie here." Mingruo felt that she had to ask Lao Tie about this matter.
Si Haochen first put the wardrobe back to its original place and thought for a moment: "Ahem, he must have fallen into the palace..."
Mingruo didn't know about Lao Tie being put in the soup cup by Si Haochen, so she just found it strange: "Isn't it with Shi Shi recently?"
"Ahem, during lunch, it wanted to drink soup, so I put it in the soup cup." Si Haochen scratched the tip of his nose, "Later, Linglong left, and I was worried that something would happen to you, so I forgot about it...
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It sounds reasonable, but the problem is that Si Haochen doesn't look like a "shit shovel" who can let Lao Tie drink soup from his bowl...
The process is no longer important, getting the old man back is the real thing.
Mingruo released Xiaobai: "Go to the palace to find Lao Tie and bring him back."
Young Master Bai nodded, indicating that there was no problem.
"Do you want Linglong to go with you?" Mingruo felt that the palace was scarier than the deep mountains and forests, and was worried about Xiaobai going alone.
Xiaobai shook his furry head and left the dormitory in the blink of an eye.
Besides, it was really boring for Lao Tie to be locked into the soup cup. His master didn't say anything, and he didn't dare to lift the lid of the soup cup. He could only play in circles... After a while, he fainted and fell into a daze.
fell asleep.
After the palace banquet, someone was responsible for cleaning the dishes and cups. A palace maid opened the soup cup and saw a small emerald green snake coiled inside.
"Ah~" His hand slipped, and the soup cup fell directly into the wooden bucket containing swill.
The moment he fell into the swill bucket, Lao Tie jumped out like an electric shock: "Yao Shou, if the master sees this, don't wash it off!"
Lao Tie looked around: OK, OK, the master is not here!
Young Master Bai stood on the roof beam, looking at the old man with a guilty conscience like an ant: Stupid snake!