Dressed in ancient times to be a master of women's clothing

"I can't count it as a lie...the three medicines are really good medicines!" Dr. Qiu argued unwillingly, his voice weakened, "It's just that these alone are not enough to detoxify, at least they can be used again." It needs seven or eight kinds of herbs to work, but girl, your poison is really not so easy to cure. Even if you visit the medical centers in the whole capital, there is no one who can write the first three kinds of herbs for you like me. .”

Mo Gufei has been silent in the dark like a sculpture, but what the old man Qiu said caught his heart and raised a question - how could the princess be poisoned?And the people in the palace and the palace don't know about it?

According to the words of this shameless liar, he is still very capable?Song Yu snorted coldly, although old man Qiu's defrauding him of money was still very shameless, but he was not so angry. At least he had found the first few medicines, and he still had hope, so this time it was not a waste of effort.

"Then you give me back the money and jewelry that you cheated on me, and I don't care about it." Song Yu thought it was generous enough, but the two looked at each other, still very embarrassed.

The shopkeeper started crying and begging for mercy: "The girl looks like a golden branch and jade leaf, please be kind and let us father and son go, half of the money was gambled by me, and the other half was used to buy medicine for my mother. I'm afraid these medicines will die soon. Even if you want to take some compensation back, girl, we can only give you those medicinal materials."

Song Yu sighed helplessly, knowing that he would not get the money back, he had no choice but to search for his prescriptions and medical skills as compensation, and finally calmed down.Maybe he can research it by himself and ask his parents when he returns to modern times, and he can make up the rest of the seven or eight herbs.

After releasing those two, Mo Gufei silently followed Song Yu, waiting for his orders.

It was a rare meeting, Song Yu did not ask him to send him back directly, and asked with concern: "How are you doing in the palace? How long do you plan to stay?" Mo Gufei had helped him, and it seemed that he had no ill intentions towards him. Song Yu Although he didn't know where he came from, and he was vaguely aware that there was a secret in him, but the two of them still tacitly did not mention it, and he still trusted him in his heart.

"Unknown, but—as long as I'm still here for a day, I will protect the princess."

Song Yu, who was always restless in the strange ancient times, seemed to have found a sense of security in this person at this time, and couldn't help showing a relieved smile, "Then I hope, you can always be by my side."

Mo Gufei lowered his eyelashes, a little cautious, clenched his clenched fists at the sides, and abruptly changed the topic: "Princess, when I'm not around, have you persisted in practicing martial arts?"

"Yes!" Song Yu became excited when he talked about this, "Now Zhamabu is not so tiring, and I can hold on for a long time. It seems that my footwork should be very stable. I have the punching technique you gave me. I read two pages a day and probably memorized the moves, although I really want to learn the cool swordsmanship, but I obediently listened to you and didn’t touch the sword—”

He babbled about his study progress, and Mo Gufei listened quietly. When he looked at his smiling face, he felt that time seemed to slow down, and he felt a little satisfied in his heart.It's just that he, who is used to living in dire straits, has a little worry. The days that seem to be peaceful and without too many troubles may be numbered.

After listening, Mo Gufei looked at the full moon in the night, and said in a low voice: "From tomorrow, I will go down to the palace and teach the princess to mobilize your internal strength." If such a reckless princess can learn to protect herself early alright.

The palace was heavily guarded, but Mo Gufei's lightness kung fu was so good, he was really like an invisible shadow, coming and going without a trace, he easily slipped into the high wall and found Song Yu.

The two personal maids guarded the courtyard gate, while Mo Gufei practiced with him in the open space in the courtyard.

"First of all, let's start with exhaling and exhaling." Mo Gufei sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, his shallow breathing was long and deep, exuding an unfathomable and powerful aura, and Song Yu followed suit.

The ancients had the so-called "Ying Qi method", which starts from the chest and then the abdomen, first goes along and then reverses, the inhaled gas penetrates the whole body, the breathing rate can gradually slow down, the breathing depth increases, becomes regular, natural and smooth, and the breathing rhythm is deeper and slower powerful.

Through the illusory qi, capture the law and power in it, and then inject a little bit of it into the dantian, imagine that the meridians are penetrated little by little, and then insist on step by step. Repeat this for an hour, get rid of distracting thoughts, and clear your mind.

"Inner strength is not something that can be achieved in a short period of time like learning moves, fists and legs. The princess is a beginner, and it is inevitable that you will not feel it. But if you persevere, I believe that after one month, there will be gains. At that time, it will be supplemented with pills to deepen the inner strength."

Mo Gufei was very serious about this, and Song Yu listened patiently and asked him to stay for dinner.In his impression, this person seems to have never understood how to eat well, as long as he can fill himself up, everything seems to be the same, so he wanted to invite him to eat as a thank you.

"No, this is what it should be. I also want to repay the princess' kindness. The princess doesn't need to worry about it."

"If I tell you to stay, then stay, or I will shout that there are assassins." Sure enough, when Song Yu said this, Mo Gufei was immediately at a loss for words and nodded.It's not that he's really afraid of the imperial guards, but he's afraid of offending him.

Song Yu refused the long list of delicacies sent by the imperial dining room, and instead ate at his own residence. Tonight he was still cooking by himself.

"Eighteen dishes are prepared for the dinner in the palace. I couldn't finish it all by myself, and I couldn't get used to it, so I didn't ask them to bring it. The three dishes of Yaoyuexuan are relatively simple, so don't dislike them."

Song Yu picked up a chopstick dish for him, and was quite confident in his cooking skills.

When he was a child, his mother often had to go to the emergency room or go on business trips. He learned to cook by himself very early, and his sister gradually became lazy and often aroused him, which made his female power stronger than his sister's.

Mo Gufei picked up the rice bowl, hesitated for a moment, took a bite carefully, and commented: "It's delicious." He paused, "It's better than the ones in the palace."

Although the ingredients are simple and not as exquisite as those in the palace or palace, the cooking method and combination, as well as the harmony of flavors are all just right. This kind of taste makes him feel at ease and has a warm feeling. Ironed comfortably by delicious food.

"Really? You think highly of me." Song Yu couldn't help but smile. The cooks in the palace are all professional. How could his skills be better than theirs?He knows that it is very rare for the serious and indifferent Mo Gufei to say such words that are obviously inclined to praise.

"Huh?" Mo Gufei was a little puzzled, as if he hadn't turned his head, "Dinner, you made it."

"That's right." Song Yu's acknowledgment made him cough slightly...Princess Pingle actually cooked for him, and he even ate a meal cooked by a woman. It weighs like a thousand catties.

"What's the matter, your face is ugly, you can't lie to me just now, right?" Song Yu was a little disappointed when he saw that he couldn't swallow it. All the dishes he cooked were modern dishes. Sure enough, ancient people might not be used to them. ...He also forced people to eat the meals he cooked.

"No, cough...it's more delicious." Mo Gufei denied it, and started to eat in a muffled voice.I ate three bowls.

Song Yu frowned worriedly. Fortunately, the rice money in the palace didn't have to be paid by himself. It seemed that the child was hungry.