Rebirth of Poisonous Empress/C17 Your highness is the nation of hua poor?
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C17 Your highness is the nation of hua poor?

"Look at what you're saying, the Godly Doctor Lin treats us as outsiders."

With Master Jia's words, everyone in the West Wing Hall agreed. In the end, under the forceful attitude of Master Jia and the rest, Lin Chuyue collected ten thousand silvers for each of them as well as countless treasures of all sizes.

Of course, this was the result that Lin Chuyue had expected.

Since the Lin Mansion had already declined and there were only a dozen or so of them left, they would naturally not stay as officials in the imperial court.

Although industry and commerce were among the last of the three, they were able to easily shake the position of the top three. Most people were greedy for the position. As long as one had money, there was no need to worry about not being able to do something.

So, her first plan was to change Lin Mansion to a small-scaled hospital in the twenty-first century. Once she earned enough money, she would slowly develop other industries. There would be a day when she would use her strong wings to return to the Yan Kingdom to take her revenge.

"Old Master Lan, although your body is fine, you shouldn't have too much emotional fluctuations. You should stay here for the next few days." Holding the homemade charcoal pen in her hand, Lin Chuyue wrote down a few notes on the paper: "Take your medicine regularly every day. No matter how bad the medicinal juice is, you must not pour the medicine away."

"Fine." Old Master Lan curled his lips, and avoided Lin Chuyue's gaze as he looked at him. He then glanced at the guards beside him with a grumbling look in his eyes.

The guard beside Old Master Lan had an innocent look on his face. He was not a secretive individual, it was something that the Godly Doctor Lin himself had discovered.

After instructing for a bit, Lin Chuyue left the West Wing and went straight to the kitchen.

He really could not understand why the richest man in Hua Kingdom would choose to eat the noodles instead. However, Gao Shiyuan and the others did not eat the noodles.

Taking off the white coat on his body, Lin Chuyue used both of her hands to disinfect the strong wine on his body, and then began to make fried noodles.

Mask, cut noodles, start a fire, fry sauce, and cook noodles. An hour later, a fragrant fry sauce was ready to be cooked.

A bowl of noodles that had been soaked in cold water and drained dry was sprinkled with a layer of egg fried sauce.

Although this was incomparable to the delicacies of mountains and seas, it was the proof of their suffering in the most difficult times.

"Liu Er, take this bowl of noodles to Old Lord Gao."

Lin Chuyue placed a bowl of noodles on the table, and did not turn around. Instead, she scooped up a bowl of noodles and placed some of the sauce in the bowl, preparing to eat it herself.

But after a long while, Liu Er did not make a sound, only the sound of the chopsticks hitting each other.

As Lin Chuyue ate the noodles, she turned around, and saw the purple-clothed figure in front of him eating the fried noodles happily, and she almost spat out the noodles in her mouth.

"Feng Yan, why are you here?"

Mo Yu's eyes were full of confusion as he watched Feng Yan place the empty bowl on the table.

"Still eating."

"What else do you want to eat?" For a moment, he was unable to react. What was he eating, fried noodles?

"Mask." Feng Yan sat down at the small table in the kitchen and waited for Lin Chuyue to serve him the noodles.

Lin Chuyue blinked her eyes, although she did not understand why Feng Yan would suddenly appear in front of her Lin Mansion or the kitchen, she still chose another bowl of noodles and sprinkled some egg sauce and onions on top of it.

It had to be said that Feng Yan was extremely beautiful, even the way he ate was like a painting.

It was infuriating, but in less than a moment, the second bowl of noodles was finished.

"Your Royal Highness, did you escape and come here?"

There weren't many noodles to begin with, so they could only make three bowls. Moreover, the Old Lord Gao was one of those people that could not eat enough, not to mention five or six bowls, there was not even one bowl left!

"What's that called?" Deep in his eyes, there was a hint of admiration. Although the noodles were simple and didn't have too many gorgeous ingredients, the taste was very refreshing.

"My prince, is your Hua Kingdom so poor that you don't even know about soy noodles?"

Lin Chuyue no longer had any appetite and placed the remaining half bowl of noodles to the side. Looking at Feng Yan who had suddenly appeared, his eyes were filled with confusion: "Your Highness, why have you come to Lin Mansion?"

"Passing by." Feng Yan took a sip of the tea, but did not care about the clues in Lin Chuyue's words.

Starting from last night, or the moment Lin Xuewei made an excuse as to how her entire body's bones were cut off by Lin Chuyue, the had become abnormal. However, more and more abnormal things happened, and gradually, it also became normal.

"Oh, then please do as you please, your highness. I still have to check the pulse of the patient." Saying that, Lin Chuyue stood up and prepared to leave.

At this time, Feng Yan placed a jade hairpin on the table. "This is the jade hairpin that you left behind last night, it must be something that Lin Xiang gave you."

"?" Lin Chuyue who had not stepped out of the kitchen turned around and her gaze landed on the small table. A jade hairpin was peacefully lying down, could it be that this man wanted to mention what happened last night?

However, there was a saying that was very well said. The onlookers knew what was going on, while the onlookers knew what was going on.

Outside the kitchen, Liu Er and the Flame King'S Mansion guards' eyes were clear. No wonder!

No wonder the young miss didn't come back last night. She was with His Highness the Flame King. No wonder her face was so red in the morning!

On the other hand, the Flame King'S Mansion guards looked like they knew it already. Seeing Miss Lin's blushing face, the Duke must be trying to force the bow, well done!

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