In a corner of a courtyard in the imperial city, under a pavilion, a slender young man was selecting herbs.
This medicinal material came down from Snow Lotus Mountain not long ago. After two days of exposure to the sun, the water has dried, but the skin still has to be peeled off. It seems that the process is a bit complicated.
The back of this young man in white clothes is perfect. His black hair and clothes are fluttering in the wind. He is graceful and has an indescribable romantic charm.
Looking at it from behind, it is absolutely stunning.
"Sir, the people are all on the street to greet the Ninth Prince." Behind him, a slender man reported in a deep voice.
"Yeah." The young man nodded, but ignored it.
The middle-aged woman sitting opposite the young man glanced at him and saw that his face was calm and there was no wave in his eyes. The woman turned back to look at the man standing outside the pavilion and said lightly: "The horn I brought back from Snow Lotus Mountain yesterday.
Bring it and grind it into powder."
Hearing this, the young man raised his head and glanced at her.
This is a beautiful and handsome face, with exquisite facial features that are indescribably beautiful, but in the eyes of many people, it is so strange.
The young man raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised: "Did you really take the horns off the Snow Lotus Beast? They didn't bite you?"
"I have tamed them for so many years, how dare they bite me?" Sitting opposite the boy was Xue Gu, who had lived on Snow Lotus Mountain for more than ten years.
The Snow Lotus Beast was originally tamed by her, so of course he should listen to her, but cutting off his horns while he was alive was really a bit too much.
"Don't worry, I used the powder you gave me, and the Snow Lotus Beast basically didn't feel any pain. The horns are replaced every two years anyway, so I just cut them off in advance."
Even if you don't cut them, they will fall off and regrow new horns when the time comes.
But Young Master once said that the medicinal effect of bloody horns is hundreds of times that of naturally shed horns! It is naturally best to cut them in advance.
It's just that it's a bit cruel and inhumane.
"It will grow up." Xue Gu has also become a bit willful these days. Of course, everything is for the young man in white in front of her.
"Okay, aren't you waiting for the snow lotus beast's horn to be ground into powder to make medicine? If I hadn't seen you so anxious these past two days, I wouldn't do it."
After all, Snow Lotus Beast, who has been with her for so many years, has feelings. Of course, she only took action with Snow Lotus Beast's consent.
The young man said nothing more and was about to continue peeling the skins of the medicinal materials and preparing to grind them into powder for use in medicine.
After a while, the man who had just gone out came back. This figure was obviously familiar to everyone, but his face was not seen by many people. It was a very unfamiliar face.
"Sir, do you need my help grinding flour?" He sat down next to the boy in white and brought not only the horn of the Snow Lotus Beast that he took out from the icehouse, but also a set of flour grinding tools.
"You don't understand, I'll do it myself." The boy in white put away the peeled herbs, pushed the rest in front of Xue Gu, picked up the tools and started working.
When he is busy, he is obviously very serious and not distracted at all.
However, the man in gray clothes still refused to give up. After being silent for a moment, he couldn't help but said: "Sir, the Ninth Prince is willing to go to the city this time. I heard that it is to find someone."
In the whole world, if there is any place that has not been found among the nearby cities and small countries, it must be this imperial city.
Just because the Ninth Prince didn't think that the person he was looking for would be willing to return to this place.
The young man in white's slender jade-green fingertips paused for a moment, then immediately started grinding his horn powder again without paying much attention.
The man still refused to give up and said: "Now there are people outside who are kneeling and worshiping in the street. Everyone's love for the Ninth Prince is even deeper than that of Emperor Qiwen. Young Master, do you really not want to go out and take a look?"
"You are so busy today, have all the stores outside closed down?" You, the young man in white, raised your head and glanced at him.
The man shrugged, looking unconcerned: "It's not my business, I'm just a handyman. If it goes bankrupt, it will go bankrupt. The young master doesn't care, so what do I care?"
The boy in white clothes casually grabbed something, which was the skin of the herb that he had just peeled off, and threw it into his face.
The man narrowly escaped, but he still smiled and said: "Sir, your martial arts have improved a lot. If you continue like this, won't you soon be number one in the world?"
Number one in the world?
The eyes of the young man in white flickered slightly. There are people outside the world. When will he get the title of No. 1 in the world?
Apart from anything else, the Ninth Prince, God of War, who is currently outside accepting the worship of all the people, is not comparable to him.
"I'm going in to refine the medicine, so just keep talking here. If you don't do well today, see how I deal with you later."
He picked up the ground horn powder and the herbs he just peeled, got up and left.
This fairy-like background, although not very tall, is at least as tall as an average man when wearing special boots. It is really unparalleled.
"He doesn't want to mention it, so why do you need to provoke him again?" Xue Gu looked at the man standing under the pavilion, pursed her lips and muttered: "Isn't it good to be like this now?"
"Xue Gu, do you think he's had a good time in the past six months?" The man sat down opposite her, and after using his own voice, this low but clearly female voice, who else could it be if it wasn't Qiao Mu?
In half a year, many things and feelings may have changed. No one knows whether the young master has really given up.
Xue Gu looked at his face that she had become accustomed to seeing over the past six months, and then looked at the direction the young master was leaving. It took a while before she came back to her senses.
She was noncommittal to Qiao Mu's question and didn't know how to answer it.
After a long time, he said calmly: "At least this is good for everyone."
The two of them were relatively speechless. After a while, a girl hurried out. She had a very good figure and was obviously familiar to everyone. However, her face was different again.
Little Cherry ran a little angrily: "Where is the young master?"
"I just went to the pharmacy. What's wrong? Why are you so anxious?" Qiao Mu stood up suddenly, a little uneasy for some reason: "It couldn't be that the Ninth Prince returned to the city and there was some... commotion, right?"
"No, no, that person from last night is here again."
People do not fight with officials. This is a rule that everyone who does business understands. But sometimes, when officials go too far, it can really make people angry.
"Our young master has said that our young master cannot cure your master's illness, so please come back."
The person who came was the steward of the Nanmen clan. The young master said that the people of the Nanmen clan should not be cured!
Butler Cui didn't expect that he would come to the door in person, and this was the second time, and the other party would be so disrespectful, and he wouldn't even meet him once!
He said displeasedly: "The Duke of our country also said that no matter what today, Feng Jiu will be brought to the mansion to show you the leg problem!"
