"Master Wuchen, I heard that you have a pharmacy. In normal times, can I go there to study?"

Wuchen's sword eyebrows raised slightly.

He originally thought that this charming young lady who came from an official family would not be able to bear the fatigue, so he thought that after today, he would give up the idea.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly weak female donor actually had a firm mind.

The master is compassionate and always tolerant of donors who work hard, saying, "Zhen donors do what they want."

The girl's eyebrows curved, as bright as the morning sun, "Thank you, Master."

"Amitabha."

"Then master, will you still go up the mountain to collect medicine tomorrow?"

"yes."

Zhen Shanfeng's eyes were bright, "Then I will still wait for the master at the lotus pond tomorrow. Well, it's noon. The master should go back for lunch, and the little girl will go back first."

After saying that, without waiting for Wuchen to refuse, the girl brushed her body, smiled playfully, turned around and left.

Wuchen was slightly startled, shook his head slightly, and recited a Buddha's name.

As soon as I returned to the monastery, I was greeted by a crying bird.

"Miss, where have you been? I scared Que'er to death, eh eh eh eh~"

Zhen Shan: "..."

To be honest, the Demon Concubine often used her tears to make others abandon their armor, but she never cried because that was too stupid!

I especially can’t stand crying!

"Bird."

"Miss, my servant is here!"

"Are you going to wait for the lady to cut your tongue? Or are you going to calm down on your own?"

"Hiccup, little miss..."

Que'er was so frightened that her eyes widened, and she looked at her young lady who was so weak that she seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind with a confused face. She felt that she was hearing some hallucinations.

"Okay, you go and fetch water for me to take a bath first."

The empress rubbed her brows and told herself not to be like 'Que'er'.

"Oh, miss, where have you been? Why are you covered in mud?"

"I went up to the mountain to collect herbs!"

"ah?"

"My lovely girl, you should speak less, understand?"

"...Yes, miss."

"good!"

After Zhen Shan took a shower, had lunch, took a nap, got up, changed into neater clothes, and tied up her hair, she looked a bit like an apprentice.

No matter what you do, no matter what attitude you use, the empress has always been able to do it with ease.

She couldn't go to study medicine and dress up in fairy-like clothes. In that case, the little monk would probably just think she was playing.

The empress has always known how to gain the greatest favor from others.

Rejecting Que'er's following, Zhen Shan went to Wuchen's pharmacy in high spirits.

The empress still needs to live a two-person world with the little monk and cultivate feelings. It is not fun to follow a light bulb.

When he arrived at the pharmacy, Wuchen was boiling medicinal herbs and making various powdered pills for him to use when he went down the mountain for a free clinic.

Zhen Shan did not make a sound, but stood beside him, quietly watching him prepare the medicine and prepare the medicine.

Wuchen didn't seem to notice that there was an extra person in the pharmacy, so he continued to do what he was supposed to do. He didn't speak, and he didn't even look at Zhen Shan. He was so serious that he only saw herbs and medicine stoves.

That ruthless and indifferent look made Queer feel very sorry for his beautiful empress.

This monk is such a waste of natural resources!

Zhen Shan didn't feel unwilling or angry. From the moment she took over this task, she knew how ruthless and cold-blooded the task target she had to face was.

True Gods are born with no mercy. If they hadn't been reincarnated into the human world, infected with the smoke and fire of the world of mortals, they would have a body that could tolerate the existence of 'emotion'.
Chapter completed!