"Madam, madam, I'm here to thank you." Prince Jin'an said with a smile.

Cheng Jiaoniang looked up at him.

"I took your herbal tea and my illness was cured in a short period of time." Prince Jin'an said.

"So, do you want to pay me for the consultation?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.

The prince of Jin'an County laughed.

"There's no point talking about money between friends," he said.

Who is your friend?

The maid frowned.

"But I brought this for you." The young man smiled and took out a porcelain jar with a little pride.

Brother Jin stepped forward to catch it steadily and held it in front of Cheng Jiaoniang.

The maid opened the lid, and a light fragrance hit her nostrils.

What, it’s just tea.

The lady doesn’t want to drink tea from outside...

"Muxiang." Cheng Jiaoniang said, looking up at the young man on the wall. Although her voice was calm, she seemed a little surprised.

What is woody scent?

The maid was puzzled.

"It's very fragrant, right?" Prince Jin'an said with a smile, "It's tea made from sweet-scented osmanthus flowers."

Fragrant tea?

How can you drink it then? Doesn’t the fragrance of flowers take away the authenticity of the tea?

The maid couldn't help but look down at the porcelain jar.

"You can tell by looking at the dim sum that you must be picky about food and drink." Prince Jin'an smiled and said, "You must like this good thing."

"Thank you." Cheng Jiaoniang said, smiling at the young man.

"How have you been lately?" the young man asked, holding on to the wall.

"It's not going well these days." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

The prince of Jin'an County was startled.

The good guy is asking again...

Could it be that the lady told him everything without leaving a single word?

The maid couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Is the origin of this young man...

"I can't say anything." The young man didn't laugh as much as before. Instead, he looked serious and slowly said, "You say you are a friend, but I may not be able to help you with anything, so I don't dare to boast about Haikou."

Oh…

The maid looked at the young man in astonishment...

This was the first time she had seen this kind of person who said what was clearly rejection but seemed to be being embarrassed...

I really don’t know what to say.

"You've already asked and I've answered. What else do you have to say?" Cheng Jiaoniang said.

How are you doing? Not too good.

Is that it?

The maid went to see Cheng Jiaoniang again.

After being stunned for a moment, she turned around and entered the hall with the porcelain jar. Anyway, she couldn't understand what these two people were talking about, so she might as well do her own thing.

"Can you handle it this time?" Prince Jin'an asked.

"You can still give it a try." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

"Then you try it. If it doesn't work in the end, there's still me." Prince Jin'an said, looking at her and nodding, "You saved my life, I will give you one in return."

The maid looked away and looked at Banqin.

"This man is indeed an embroidered pillow. He talks sweet things to his wife every day. But when something real happens, he doesn't even dare to say a nice word." She said.

"Sister, think about it, he is a man who almost lost his life. Also, if he can really help, why would he not even dare to see my wife from the front door?" Banqin said in a low voice.

It seems to have been said that he did not go through the main entrance, not because he was not afraid of not being good to himself, but because he was afraid of not being good to his wife.

If a person who is cautious even when meeting people rushes to help, he may not be able to help, but may cause trouble instead.

The maid also saw that the young man on the corridor had lost his smile and was replaced by a solemn one.

"Actually, what he said at the end was quite serious." She smiled again and said.

Give you back your life.

As long as there is life, everything is possible.

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Chapter completed!