Feng Huali's body was very good because it was just a minor injury, but it was because it had not been treated for too long. Under the careful care of the imperial physician, Feng Huali woke up in a full spirit the next day.

But as soon as she woke up, two maids surrounded her and wanted to wash and change her clothes. Each of them was neat and uniform, as if she was walking in a flowing water, without any mistakes. Feng Huali looked around in confusion. This was not the Dongfu Palace where she lived, and she didn't know these two slaves. Could it be that she had been unconscious all night and all the people around her had changed?

Feng Huali thought about what happened last night carefully, but it was like a hangover. She only remembered in a daze that she was lost when she returned to the palace. Later, she accidentally met the emperor who came out to find a copper coin in the middle of the night. Feng Huali couldn't remember the memories in the future.

Just in a stand-alone state, Feng Huali was put on a dress by the two maids, and then combed his head. Then a man walked up, but rather a father-in-law.

Feng Huali recognized him. He was the hero of the emperor, Eunuch Su San. Su San held a wooden bowl in his hand and brought the bowl to Feng Huali with a flattering face, saying, "Sir, drink this bowl of medicine quickly."

"Medicine?" Feng Huali looked at Su San suspiciously, always feeling that Su San was different from the past. The smile on his face seemed to be more than before, and he was full of pleasing.

I knew the injuries on my body. After the skills were broken, my body strength increased a lot, and the wound healed faster. The minor injury last night was gone and I didn’t need to drink any medicine at all. Feng Huali waved his hand casually and said, “I don’t need to drink any medicine, take it down.”

Su San closed his mouth, shook his head, and still gave the medicine. This was the prescription that the emperor ordered the genius doctor in the palace to prescribe in person, and told Feng Huali to drink it.

Seeing that he was still standing there, Feng Huali said unhappily: "Didn't you say it, no, my injury has healed."

Su San was anxious and said, "The Emperor said, you have not made medicinal food for him these two days. The Emperor has some chest tightness and shortness of breath these days. If you don't drink the medicine and have something wrong with your body, you will be driven out of the palace."

He said it with a nose and eyes, and raised the volume as much as possible, and said in a fierce tone. This was what the emperor specifically told Su San to say, and Su San did not dare to refuse to follow it, but the woman in front of him was really extraordinary, and Su San was still a little unconfident when he said these words.

You know, Feng Huali fainted in the emperor's arms last night, but the emperor personally carried her back to the palace. It would be fine if the emperor did not allow the palace servants to spread the news, but Su San could not understand why the emperor did not let Lord Feng know.

Feng Huali was naturally very unhappy after hearing this. Even if she was a female official in medicinal food, she was still a human being. She fainted for so many days and didn’t even care. She had to abuse her labor as soon as she woke up. She was such an inhuman guy.

Feng Huali glanced at Su San, but he still held the medicine and did not move. Thinking that he was also a servant, he did not make things difficult for him anymore. So Feng Huali took the medicine and pinched his nose and drank it in one breath.

I don’t know if it was intentional, but Feng Huali was sure that this was the bitterest medicine she had ever drunk in her life. It was just a little injury. This medicine was so bitter. I must be using this to remind myself to make medicinal food for it as soon as possible.

I heard that he had chest tightness and shortness of breath, so I made him a winter melon and licorice soup.

The process of meeting the Saint was as usual, but this time it was a real zero interaction, and he didn't even look at Feng Huali in front of him. Yan Yu sniffed and gave the rest to Feng Huali.

Feng Huali was stunned and thought that not everyone liked to eat what you left over. But in the end, he had to drink that bowl of soup. Fortunately, he had a good cooking skills, so it didn't matter if he drank a few more bowls.

The next day, I made pickled carp soup. Yan Yu just took a look and asked Feng Hua to drink it himself. Then Yan Yu wanted to drink some pig's trotter soup, sea bass soup, rainbow trout, kelp soup, and sometimes even ordered twice a day.

But every time Feng Huali was so tired that she was sweating profusely, Yan Yu just took a light look, and then said indifferently: "I have no appetite, you can drink it yourself."

Feng Huali did not doubt that his cooking skills had declined. He just thought that Yan Yu had no appetite recently. He thought that he always had to give him some drinks, so it would be better to make it better. So Feng Huali decided to make an Astragalus eel soup to serve him.

Astragalus eel soup replenishes qi and blood, and is a secret tool for women to nourish their beauty. Fenghuali stewed it for two hours before it was released. It can be said that she has put the soup most attentively in so many days. She happily brought it to the imperial study room, but in fact she had already eaten it clean in her heart.

"White hairpin is shy and beautiful, and astragalus is cooked with porridge and recommended spring plate." Feng Huali put the bowl on the table and said, "This is very good for the body, replenishing qi and promoting blood circulation..."

Yan Yu glanced at the soup lightly, then continued to read the book in his hand. This expression was exactly the same as the expression he did not eat but made him eat a few days ago. Feng Huali chuckled, licked his lower lip, and said, "Since the emperor doesn't eat..."

Yan Yu said: "I'll eat it."

Somehow, this sentence reached Feng Huali's ears and turned into yesterday's sentence "I have no appetite, you can eat it." So Feng Huali nodded with a smile, scooped up a spoonful of soup without hesitation and blew it on his lips: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Yan Yu looked at her in surprise: "Why, you want to feed me?"

Feng Huali was stunned, and the spoon in his hand almost fell to the ground. It was not until this time that the word "needle" was not delivered to his ears in time. Feng Huali swallowed, thinking that he would be ashamed to death as a wolf when he was hungry and thirsty for food.

"Of course, this soup is a bit hot. Come and feed it to the emperor." Feng Huali gritted his teeth and said reluctantly.

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows, and he didn't expect that this woman would take the initiative to show her kindness. Since that's the case, he couldn't let her down. So Yan Yu drank the soup in Feng Huali's spoon one by one. Feng Huali had just counted on him to take a sip, but Yan Yu's appetite was wide open today, and he had no intention of stopping.

After drinking the whole bowl of soup, Yan Yu smiled satisfied, but Feng Huali shook his hand, which was about to cramp. Seeing that the soup made for him was finished, Feng Huali cursed Yan Yu in his heart, always feeling that this man was deliberately against him.

It must be against me. This emperor must have held a grudge against himself for treating him as a thief. Based on Yan Yu's various behaviors over the past few days, Feng Huali has included him on the list of people who have the chance to teach him a lesson.

But Feng Huali didn't expect that that day would come soon.

Feng Huali followed Feng Xuan's instructions and then asked around for directions. Finally, he found Heilong Street located in the western suburbs. This street was under the jurisdiction of the Heilong Sect, and anyone could trade things about weapons here.

However, transactions must be fair, and you cannot force buying and selling, and you cannot make trouble in this place. Otherwise, you will be prohibited from entering this place for life. In order to cover up and prevent it from being too eye-catching, Feng Huali was relieved to walk in after wearing a veil.

I thought this place would be dirty and messy, but who knew it was under control and neatly. If it weren't for the various weapons on the shelves, Feng Huali would have suspected that he had entered an ordinary market.

Feng Huali glanced at the price, but unexpectedly everything was very expensive. Feng Huali touched the card of his money house in pain. He had been a big deal these days, and his savings were almost used up. The salary in the palace was a drop in the bucket, and I don’t know if it was enough.

The three things in the snow-covered bronze, silver and gold are quite common. Although the price is not cheap, they have to buy them in order to create a good hidden weapon to defend themselves. However, the forged stone is rare and starts with gold at every turn. Feng Huali is a little overwhelmed, so he thought about strolling around here to see if there are any cheaper ones.

I didn't say much hope, but Feng Huali really found such a family. When the old man had a forged one, he sold only eight taels of silver, which immediately attracted a lot of people to watch. However, the old man had a weird temper and said that he wanted to sell the forged stone to the person who was destined to be.

As for the so-called fate, it is necessary to answer the riddle he has produced before he is qualified to buy it. With such a lively and not to make up, Feng Huali hurriedly squeezed to the front to see the riddle with his petite body.

"Since I was a child in a wealthy family, I often went in and out to enjoy glory. Long live the imperial edict, and I have made a tentative order to make tanhua for generations of children and grandchildren."

Most of the people present were martial artists, and they knew almost nothing about these things. They all answered indiscriminately, trying to get the answers. But this was not a problem for Feng Huali. She saw the answer to the riddle at a glance, so she stepped forward and shouted, "Bee."

Almost at the same time, a man's voice shouted the same answer as he did. Feng Huali turned around in surprise. The person who shouted the answer was not someone else, but Yan Yu. Yan Yu looked at him, as if the veil no longer existed.

Feng Huali quickly pulled the veil and said to the old man: "Old man, I think I answered it first, why not sell it to me?"

Yan Yu coughed, walked up to her and said, "Miss is wrong. Everyone present should see clearly. We clearly shouted the answer at the same time."

Those people were not interested in watching the fun and said, "Yes."

Feng Huali looked at Yan Yu helplessly, thinking that there was such a coincidence in this world. It was too unlucky to meet him in such a place. Feng Huali said, "Young Master is joking. You have a lot of money. You can buy whatever you want. But I am just a small weak woman. You shouldn't snatch it with me."
Chapter completed!