Chu Qingge didn't say anything.

When she left the prefect, she went to get some medicinal herbs in person and was about to get some pills for herself.

But unfortunately, there are not enough tools at hand.

"Princess, are you feeling bad? Why don't you find a doctor?"

Seeing that her face became paler, Qiao'er couldn't help but worry: "I'll go now..."

"No, I can take medicine myself."

Chu Qingge waved his hand: "You go down and let me be quiet."

Qiaoer knew that she was disliked again.

But the princess's face was really not good-looking.

"Go down quickly, I'm going to rest."

After rushing Qiao'er to the spare carriage behind, Chu Qingge leaned against the wall of the carriage and closed his eyes.

My health is getting worse and worse, but I have to decoct the medicine these days.

During the march, where did you get the time to stop and let her decoct medicine?

Without pills, it's really troublesome.

I don’t know if Lan Yu had contacted Mu Bai well, so he asked him to order someone to send him to the imperial city after he had finished the things.

She urgently needs tools for refining medicine...

At noon, Chu Qingge woke up from a drowsy feeling.

When I woke up, I heard Qiaoer complaining to Lan Yu next to the carriage: "I have told Feng Zao that the princess is in good health, and the prince has not come to see the princess until now!"

Lan Yu quickly reminded: "Your voice is lower, don't let the princess hear it, otherwise the princess will be sad again."

Chu Qingge couldn't help but smile.

What's so sad? She was just sad. She didn't know when the tools for refining medicine would come into her hands.

"Princess?" Seeing Chu Qingge lifting the curtain, Qiaoer immediately greeted him: "Princess, do you want to come down and rest?"

"Yes." Although the carriage has the springs she designed, the shock absorption effect is greatly improved, but when you are uncomfortable, you will still be tired after sitting for a long time.

Lan Yu didn't know what he saw, so he bowed to her and said, "Princess, let me leave for a moment."

"Go." Chu Qingge waved his hand.

After Lan Yu left, she walked to the awning built by the guards to rest under the guards.

Qiaoer immediately prepared a table of delicious food for her.

But unfortunately, I have no appetite at all.

My body is getting heavier.

"Princess, what's wrong? Still don't have an appetite?" Qiaoer next to her was worried.

Chu Qingge shook his head and was about to say something, but he looked up but saw a cold look not far away. Feng Si cast a cold look.

"See the Princess." Since she was seen, Feng Si stopped hiding.

He walked over slowly and bowed slightly: "Princess, marching outside. This is the best food the chef can make. Please don't be picky!"

Chu Qingge really wants to laugh.

I came to pick on her again.

Why do these so-called passionate men just dislike her?

She said lightly: "If you don't want to eat, you don't want to eat. Can't you explain it to you?"

"..." Feng Si was blocked so much that he couldn't even say a word.

Qiao'er also stared at him with a resentment: "My princess is just..."

"Qiao'er, help me back to the carriage to rest." She really couldn't eat it and had no energy to argue.

He stood up and wanted to leave, but not far away, Lan Yu rushed over excitedly: "Princess, see who did I bring?"

Chu Qingge looked up and saw a look, and there was a sudden surprise in his eyes: "Mu Bai!"

Feng Si frowned. Although Lan Yu brought an outsider back, the matter was not too serious.

However, the ninth princess looked sick just now, and he thought that she was really sick and would lose her appetite.

Unexpectedly, I was pretending to be sick!

Seeing her look at the handsome man now, she wanted to swallow her in one bite!

Is this a look a patient will have?

It's really deadly!
Chapter completed!