Inexplicably, Zhou Yan's Adam's apple moved slightly, followed what she pointed to, looked at the medicinal liquid on the table, his eyebrows were raised, and he said uncertainly, "You can't hurt yourself." ”

"Hmm!"

Jun Zilin resolutely assured him, feeling that Zhou Yan's arm was loosening, she was overjoyed, and hurriedly broke away and walked towards the inner room.

Then Zhou Shen watched with complicated eyes as his concubine re-engaged in the busyness of medicine, standing next to him like this, for the first time, the prince of Jin felt that he could not integrate into the world of his sweetheart.

He had no choice but to look inside the hut and look for it.

Eventually, he found something interesting, a thick handful of rice paper, pressed by the paperweight, near the little pink toolbox.

When opened, some of the rice paper was blank, while others were full of words.

The records are also densely packed.

Acupuncture points, acupuncture, secret remedies and kneading methods for leg diseases.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan's heart warmed, and the concubine was for his legs.

And the following one is a series of acupuncture methods that treat inhumanity.

The prince of Jin didn't know whether to be angry or happy with a handsome face, his beloved concubine had just made him inhumane, but now he was studying a humane way. Hehe, what a lovely girl!

There are many more in the back, including common diseases in the human body, and many are densely written; After that, it has nothing to do with medical affairs, as if it was written as a "sketch".

Zhou Yan didn't understand what this thing was, so he read it carefully.

Jun Zilin, who was immersed in the drug experiment, turned around and saw Zhou Yan looking at her records. These records are some of the medical and painting that she can use for the time being.

Although there has been no accident of suddenly losing the memory of two days recently, Jun Zilin is always ready.

She has secretly gone to study this disease, and has recorded all the books she has read in her previous life in the form of materials and invested in research. It's just that this matter was postponed by her, because the drug research in front of her has not yet been completed.

Now her brain is like a giant library, and the books she has learned and read in her previous life, even if they are only a few glances, as long as they have been read by her, they are finally presented in her brain now.

No matter what happens to her memories in the future, she will do her best to "transcribe" them all.

She knows that things that are out of the ordinary will be lost sooner or later.

These things have to be written down before they are lost.

The pink liquid medicine in his hand blended with the white mist inside the porcelain bowl, making a "swish" sound, and finally merged into a pale green liquid medicine.

Before she could see clearly whether the pale green liquid liquid was like bubbles, her body tightened, and when she came back to her senses, she had been dragged by Zhou Shen to the outhouse. Turning his head, he saw that Zhou Yan was still holding the record of the painting in his other hand, obviously before he could put it down.

"Don't worry, I've already turned it into a potion that will come in handy tomorrow!" Jun Zilin patted Zhou Yan's palm and smiled soothingly.

"Really?"

Zhou Shen asked in disbelief, and when he saw that the fog in the inner room was still bubbling outward, the suspicion in his eyes became thicker.

"We'll see when we get to it."

Jun Zilin was full of conceit, squeezing her eyes at Zhou Yan.

At present, I can only wait for the fog to dissipate before re-entering the inner room.

Jun Zilin put the pale green liquid medicine into the bottle for storage, and then cleaned up the other liquid medicines on the table and put them all into the small toolbox.

After completing her series of movements, she turned her head to see Zhou Yan, who was quietly looking at the rice paper materials, and did not pay attention to the appearance here. Jun Zilin knew that he would always pay attention to his safety, and now that he had received the medicine, he naturally would not pay attention to this side anymore.

Seeing that it was still early, Jun Zilin's memory was extremely clear, and she decided to write a little more.

At that moment, I polished the ink, took the rice paper, spread it on the table, and sat down to record quietly.

Zhou Yan was not half surprised by what she did, on the contrary, she was describing it, but the prince of Jin next to her put it aside after she finished describing a piece of paper. After that, she continued to write, and he continued to read his own book.

At night, the room was silent, except for the flickering flame of the candle flame.

When Fluttershy hears no sound inside, she quietly opens the door and enters, where she sees a man and a woman in the inner room by candlelight, one writing with a pen and the other standing upright and reading quietly.

In the candlelight, they were quiet and tacit, looking so compatible.

Fluttershy quietly closes the door and goes back to the house to rest. Now that there is a Jin prince here, there is no longer a need for a third person. The prince will take care of the young lady.

In the end, Jun Zilin didn't remember when she had written, and when she opened her eyes again, she was wearing a man's wide brown robe, and the candle next to her had been extinguished. She lay on her stomach in front of the table, pressing a pile of things she had written last night.

Thinking of what happened last night, Jun Zilin hurriedly turned back to find Zhou Yan.

Hearing the sound of the paper moving, she hurriedly turned her head to look, but saw that the prince of Jin was standing in front of the case with a jade tree in the wind, looking at the rice paper with a calm expression, and a pair of deep eyes flashed with shining light. He didn't look tired, and he didn't look like someone who hadn't slept all night.

"Lord Wang, you didn't sleep last night?" Jun Zilin stood up and moved her stiff body, putting aside her sloppy robe.

When he stepped forward to look at the things in Zhou Yan's hand, he saw that he had turned to the book of landscape painting, about the techniques of landscape painting. He watched it with relish.

"You like to draw too?" Jun Zilin couldn't help asking, strange, he can actually see it?

"Hmm."

Zhou Shen bowed his head, put down the rice paper, and said, "What Concubine Ai recorded, I will help you make them into a book for your husband, so that it is not easy to lose a few pages." ”

Seeing the serious appearance of the prince of Jin, Jun Zilin raised her eyebrows, it seems that Zhou Yan likes it very much?

"It's not early, let's go eat."

Zhou Shen grabbed Jun Zilin's waist and walked towards the door.

"You're not sleepy?" Jun Zilin looked back at him, staying up all night just to see what she wrote?

"Hmm." Zhou Shen nodded, his handsome face was not tired, and even his deep beautiful eyes did not reveal half of his fatigue.

The two of them eat together.

Zhou Shen ordered the servants to make the couch.

Jun Zilin doesn't know why she looks at him, what kind of couch is she making in broad daylight? Does he want to sleep? Isn't Fang Cai not tired at all, isn't it a lie?

After eating, Zhou Shen took Jun Zilin to eat, and then went to their bedroom.

"Lord Wang, ......" Jun Zilin looked at him with a look.

Zhou Yan's eyebrows did not move, and the old god was there, "Today, the princes and nobles with status and status have all gone to the banquet of the trip, and this king does not have to go, just sleep on the couch with the concubine." Thinking that those people are busy outside, and this king is sleeping in the house, it is really a great thing in life! ”

Jun Zilin: "......" What kind of mentality is Zhou Yan!

"Let's go, concubine."

Zhou Yan took Jun Zilin's hand and walked to the bedroom.

No wonder he stayed up late yesterday, it was because he had a premeditated plan today to drag her to sleep all day.

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