Because Prince Shou has a noble status, the west wing has been cleared directly after he moved into the west wing. Now only Prince Shou and his servants are there.

Mr. Xia moved to the small courtyard next to the front yard and stayed for a few days. Only when Prince Shou left could he return to his residence.

Because he didn't live together, Prince Shou did not meet anyone. After he had some strength, Prince Shou asked about the whereabouts of Master Xia Si.

"My master, it is said that Mr. Xia Si has been practicing throwing pots with Miss Six in recent days and making plasters." Changfu is well-informed, and even if he lives in Ding's house, he can ensure that he can find out the news about the house very clearly.

"Miss Six is ​​weak, why do you still practice throwing pots?" Prince Shou leaned on the imperial concubine's couch. After hearing Changfu's words, he raised his eyebrows in confusion and thought to himself, could this be a new way to maintain health?

This time, Prince Shou felt that his health routine was about to be done. He still wanted to live. Even if he was not very happy, he could truly feel the fireworks and the aura of the world.

If you really close your eyes and don’t know anything, who knows what will happen?

Anyway, did he experience anything when he was in a coma and had he seen any different scenery? Prince Shou had no impression of it.

In contrast, he still likes to feel everything around him alive.

If throwing a pot is really a new way to maintain health, he feels that he also needs to practice!

Changfu naturally inquired about Prince Shou’s doubts. Now that the master asked him, he was not busy at all. He explained with a smile: “The new girl from the prefect Zhen Tong handed over a post on winter fun here. The sixth girl probably was afraid that she would not be able to pick it up at that time, and the appearance was not good, so she practiced first.”

After hearing Changfu say this, Prince Shou frowned slightly, with a little disappointed expression. At the same time, he sighed softly and murmured regretfully: "It turns out that it is not a health need."

Although he was a little disappointed, Prince Shou still ordered him to go back to Baima Temple to pick up some valuables, which was a thank-you gift to Mr. Xia Si.

Prince Shou also knew that the things he brought this time were not very valuable, and the grace of saving his life could not be thanked with a little money, but he had a little intention.

When he returns to the capital, he will find other ways to express his gratitude.

Prince Shou rested for four days before he could walk down the ground.

When he wanted to deliver it to his door in person with a thank-you gift, Prince Shou found that things seemed a bit difficult.

Xia Siye lives in Xia Ting's yard every day, accompanying his little daughter to practice throwing pots and pounding pills, and from time to time he can also play cards or make plasters.

It is said that the plaster made by Xia Ting is particularly magical and useful. Now, although everyone in Ding Mansion cannot be said to have a set of plasters, the masters have it in their hands.

Because the two masters of the Ding family come to their side to greet each other in daily life, Prince Shou can clearly smell the plaster on the two people.

After smelling it too much, Prince Shou couldn't help but become curious about this plaster.

The wounds on his body have now been reduced, and the plasters prepared by Yu and others are also very useful.

Compared with Xia Ting's plaster, the black medicine has a strong smell. The plaster prepared by Yu Taigong is very light in color, almost transparent, and the taste is not very heavy.

Even so, Prince Shou was still curious.

However, he, a man, rashly went to the yard of an unmarried girl's house, which was inappropriate no matter what.

Prince Shou felt that he could not rely on his identity, so he ignored etiquette. He also wanted to discuss with Xia Ting that the daily health preservation method cannot offend people.

After thinking about it, Prince Shou felt that he could go there later and wait outside the yard.

It is still very rude to save your life, just to give a thank-you gift, but it is not up to you if you don’t show up.

So, no matter what, Prince Shou felt that he had to show his face and expressed his gratitude in person.

Prince Shou intended to go late, and took what passed when it was almost dark.

It was a coincidence that as soon as he arrived outside Xia Ting's courtyard, he saw Mr. Xia coming out of the courtyard.

In fact, Xia Ting's courtyard gate has never been closed, and it is unnecessary to do it in broad daylight. Prince Shou glanced quietly inside, but after he glanced, he felt that his behavior was not gentle enough, and he honestly opened his eyes and went to see other scenery.

Now that he saw Master Xia coming out, Prince Shou did not look at him randomly, but just looked at Master Xia politely and politely. His voice was soft and a little powerless: "Thank you for helping Master Xia, thank you for helping him, and express your feelings when you return to Beijing. When I return to Beijing, I will prepare a generous gift and come to express my gratitude in person."

"Your Highness, you are all polite, you should do it." Mr. Xia Si hurriedly returned the gift politely, and at the same time said modestly that there is no need to do this, it is all suppose.

When Prince Shou heard the words "grass and civilians" from Master Xia's mouth, Prince Shou felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He always felt that the other party's current status and achievements were still worthy of the word "subject".

I felt that I had found a better way to thank Master Xia Si. Prince Shou's slightly frowned and slowly stretched out.

The two of them exchanged greetings again and then left Xia Ting's courtyard gate. Xia Si Ye politely sent Prince Shou back to the west wing, but Prince Shou did not refuse.

They are all men, and it doesn’t matter if they all sleep in the west wing, so Prince Shou doesn’t need to worry too much.

Xia Ting in the yard only vaguely saw a blue green back, rolling up the cold smell of ice and snow on the ground, gradually moving away. He remembered what his father mentioned to him, Prince Shou has recovered very well now. Xia Ting felt that it is worthy of 996, and this medicine is effective!

Xia Ting practiced the pot for most of the day and has now practiced, so his arms and shoulders didn't hurt that much.

Of course, the accuracy rate has also increased to 90%.

With eight arrows, Xia Ting can throw seven of them. When he is lucky and he can get the best of his head!

According to the prompts in the video, Xia Ting felt that after practicing for another day, he might be able to truly master the key points, like a plaster, his body seemed to have formed a memory. He just needed to get started and everything could be closed!

While summing up his skills in throwing pots, Xia Ting counted the amount of plaster in his mind.

Because I still need to take it to the capital, the demand has increased. My grandmother, three uncles, a few brothers, and even my elder brother-in-law are all giving away some.

Whether they like it or not, or whether they believe it or not, sending it over is your own wish. It is just one box or two boxes, and I always feel that it is a bit stingy.
Chapter completed!