Gong Zhengyu found for the first ti that he was so unpopular, and that the other side's unhappiness to him had no cover.
But
The other side is a national teacher.
Gong Zhengyu could only smile obediently and said obediently, "I will follow the order of the national teacher and start tomorrow."
Listen to this, the Star Tower just contentedly looked away, that pair of eyes, fell on the body of monsoon smoke again.
"……" The monsoon smoke is speechless. If she is not clear about the color of her shell, she really thinks that the national teacher is interested in her.
When the monsoon smoke thought that so of them were not available, the Star Tower suddenly extended its hand. In the dazed sight of the people, it suddenly pulled up the injured claw of the monsoon smoke. Before the monsoon smoke ca back to God, he had taken out a bottle of dicine from his waist, opened the cover with one finger, and slowly poured the pale blue dicine on the wound of the monsoon smoke.
The monsoon smoke subconsciously wants to draw back the claws. As a result, when the dicine touches the wound, there are still so stinging wounds, but they are suddenly covered by a touch of coolness. The not deep mouth heals a little under the moistening of the blue dicine, and soon the wound grows a layer of pink tender at.
A delicate fragrance also ca out with the dicine.
When Gong Zhengyu, who was silent, slled the fragrance, he couldn't help but flash a surprise. Others may not recognize the dicine, but he was very clear.
It's a grand master's dicine. Even in their caravan, they never brought such precious dicine out this ti.
Looking at the whole empire, there is only one master of potions, and he is very old, and the number of potions refined every day is extrely rare, which can be directly provided to his majesty and his master. Even the eldest princess is not qualified to enjoy them.
But
Star Tower is so easy to use the grand master's dicine on the small wound of monsoon smoke.
It's not a butcher's knife for chickens, it's a butcher's knife for dragons!
After seeing the wound on monsoon smoke's hand healed, Xing Lou let go of her little claw. Most of the remaining bottles of dicine didn't an to be taken back, but they were directly put into monsoon smoke's hand.
"National Teacher" Monsoon smoke filled question mark.
"I have sothing else to do." Startower stares at the monsoon smoke, then takes Xuanwei away from it.
In the whole process, the monsoon smoke is in a state of cloud and fog.
And national teachers What on earth is it for?
When we arrived at the Star Tower, the monsoon smoke still took half of the bottle of dicine, puzzled.
But
Linghe and other people look at her, and they have gone from worship to fanaticism!
They thought that their young lady was tough enough in ordinary tis. Unexpectedly, they still had a friendship with the national teacher. This national teacher, whom others can't see in their whole life, not only made an appearance for their young lady, but also sent a bottle of dicine that looks like a cow!
What a love!
If it wasn't for the young age of monsoon smoke, they would have doubted the attitude of Xinglou towards monsoon smoke. Whether Xinglou had made a private decision with their young lady for life.
"Brother Ling." The monsoon smoke suddenly opened.
Ling crane's butt bumps up.
"What can I do for you, miss?"
"With the potion, give it to Zuo Nuo and they will use it. It's very good." Monsoon smoke put the bottle of dicine into Ling He's hand at will.
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