The Demon Prince

Xiao Xingyue looked up, his expression sincere:

"Eighth Princess, your vision is too narrow. This is an investment in the future Great Xia Goddess of War."

Li Shunhua's fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Xiao Xingyue added a fatal blow, "If you give up now, Li Shunhua, who was a child, will cry."

Li Shunhua's mind raced instantly, and she thought of the Gou Li Mission!

Thinking of those court officials who keep urging the emperor to favor the harem, the nine princesses are hardly capable of shouldering such a great responsibility!

Thinking of Qin Zhenyue's words, "It's a pity she's a woman, otherwise the military power in both the Northern and Western borders would be hers..."

A fierce fighting spirit suddenly ignited in Li Shunhua's bright eyes. "As long as I can realize my dream, it's all worth it! I agree!"

"Excellent! Paying for your dreams is all worth it, Princess Eight is awesome!"

Xiao Xingyue immediately put away the IOU, feeling extremely pleased.

They take the pills from the Seventh Princess during the day and then sell them to the Eighth Princess at a high price at night. Isn't that a closed loop in the business world?

……

After daybreak.

Xiao Xingyue went to the Beitang Mansion and didn't sleep all night, but his energy was even stronger than yesterday.

In front of the Beitang Mansion, a group of disciples were carrying medicinal herbs.

Upon seeing Xiao Xingyue get out of the car from afar, they immediately lowered their voices and whispered among themselves.

"Here he comes, he's really here again."

"My master praised him for being smart yesterday."

"I heard that the Seventh Princess personally taught him alchemy."

"Senior Brother Ning is in trouble now."

"Everyone used to say that Senior Brother Ning had the best chance of becoming the Seventh Princess's consort, but now it's hard to say."

"If Xiao Xingyue truly gains the favor of our grandmaster, won't he surpass Senior Brother Ning in the future?"

Ning Jing stood inside the door, every word he spoke was particularly hurtful, and his face grew increasingly grim.

Yesterday he was repeatedly slapped by Beitang Jimin, and today he was being talked about by his fellow disciples. He was so angry that he was about to kick out of his room.

Seeing Xiao Xingyue approach, Ning Jing snorted a few times, then stepped in front of the door to block it: "Xiao Xingyue, you actually dare to come!"

Xiao Xingyue looked at him and asked, "Who are you?"

Ning Jing's face twitched. "Didn't I already introduce myself last time!"

Xiao Xingyue said coldly, "I don't remember..."

Ning Jing gritted his teeth: "You! I am the personal disciple of the King of Medicine, Ning..."

"I don't know him," Xiao Xingyue interrupted.

Ning Jing's face had darkened. "Xiao Xingyue! Stop pretending! You just tricked the Seventh Princess and taught you a few medical principles. Do you really think you've learned them?"

Let me tell you! You can't learn medicine just by being thick-skinned!

You have no talent! Go cool off somewhere else!

The surrounding disciples all stopped. They wanted to watch the excitement, but were afraid of being implicated, so they all watched from a distance.

Xiao Xingyue didn't look at Ning Jing's expression; he only noticed the medicine pouch at Ning Jing's waist, which was bulging and contained a good amount of medicine.

His eyes lit up: "Do you have any pills in your medicine pouch?"

Ning Jing was stunned. He had prepared a lot of humiliating words, but Xiao Xingyue's attention was not on him at all.

hateful!

He gritted his teeth and said, "Of course I do. As a disciple of the King of Medicine, I naturally have plenty of elixirs."

"Another Li Miaoqing..." Xiao Xingyue nodded, then immediately changed the subject to the villain, "Ning Jing, you piece of trash! You dare to be a disciple of the Medical King? Where do you put me, Xiao Xingyue? Dare to take a gamble?"

Ning Jing took a step back, thinking to himself: Why does it feel like he's saying my lines?

He immediately frowned: "What's there to be afraid of! What are we betting on?"

"Young, still too young," Xiao Xingyue chuckled. "You say I don't understand medical principles? If I can recite the General Principles of Beitang Medicine, you can give me your medicine pouch!"

Ning Jing laughed as if he'd heard a joke: "You? Mastered the Northern Hall Medical Principles overnight? It took me seven days to memorize them! Do you think you're a genius?"

"Genius? That's just the threshold to meeting me." Xiao Xingyue raised an eyebrow. "You don't dare? Then forget it, you're just a coward."

Ning Jing's face darkened.

The surrounding disciples immediately became excited.

"Go ahead and gamble! Senior Brother Ning, if you can tolerate this, you might as well become a turtle from now on!"

"Exactly! If Xiao Xingyue could really memorize that, wouldn't he be a prodigy?"

"Ning Jing, you're such a coward! I despise you!"

"This..." Ning Jing was caught in the middle. He didn't believe that Xiao Xingyue could really do it, and he didn't want to show weakness in front of everyone, especially in front of Xiao Xingyue!

"Fine! I'll bet you!" He pointed to the door. "If you lose, get out of the Beitang Manor and never come near the Seventh Princess again!"

Xiao Xingyue nodded: "Deal."

At this moment, a clear, cold voice came from inside the courtyard:

"What are you all doing so early in the morning?"

Li Miaoqing came out, dressed in a light blue medicinal dress, with a medicine pouch hanging from her waist again. However, when she saw Xiao Xingyue, she subconsciously covered the medicine pouch, clearly afraid of being ripped off.

Xiao Xingyue smiled and said, "Seventh Princess, your arrival is just in time. Be a witness."

After hearing the bet, Li Miaoqing's brow twitched slightly.

Grandpa said yesterday that Xiao Xingyue would definitely study hard when he returned, and he would make great progress today.

She was initially skeptical, after all, the General Principles of Northern Medicine couldn't be memorized by haphazard memorization. It was intricately linked and difficult to understand; you had to know the effects of various pharmacological principles to reason and memorize it at the same time.

But Xiao Xingyue looked so energetic, it was obvious he would go back and sleep, how could he possibly be working so hard to study?

Li Miaoqing crossed her arms:

"Very well, I, the princess, will bear witness."

Ning Jing immediately said:

"Seventh Princess, if he can't recite it, let him leave. The Beitang Manor is not a place anyone can come to!"

Li Miaoqing looked at him coldly:

"You have to accept the consequences of your bet, and so do you."

Ning Jing's face stiffened: "Of course."

More and more people gathered, and the front courtyard of the Beitang Mansion was almost full of disciples. Even several senior doctors stopped what they were doing.

Xiao Xingyue stood at the bottom of the stone steps, slowly adjusting his cuffs.

Ning Jing sneered, waiting for Xiao Xingyue to make a fool of himself.

Li Miaoqing appeared indifferent, but in reality, she kept glancing at Xiao Xingyue out of the corner of her eye. She wanted to see if her grandfather had made a mistake in choosing him.

Xiao Xingyue slowly spoke: "The principal medicine is the medicine that treats the main disease, while the assistant medicine assists the principal medicine, enhances the main effect, and treats the side effects."

Adjuvant herbs have three uses: first, they can assist the principal and assistant herbs; second, they can restrain the potency of other herbs; and third, they can counteract the potency of other herbs, preventing them from being too strong, guiding other herbs to their respective channels, and harmonizing the effects of other herbs.

Ning Jing's cold smile faded slightly, Li Miaoqing's eyes brightened, and Xiao Xingyue continued reciting without stopping:

"If the leaves of the Crimson Blood Leaf are overcooked, they will become dry; if overcooked, they will become

……

……

Otherwise, the dregs will clog the furnace holes...

... "

The surrounding disciples gradually quieted down, and Ning Jing's expression began to look strange.

Xiao Xingyue memorized it so smoothly that he not only memorized the formulas, but also the details of the general principles of Beitang medicine that Li Miaoqing had mentioned yesterday!

Li Miaoqing's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and she couldn't help but take a step forward so that she could hear more clearly.

Xiao Xingyue continued, each word a gem, his demeanor composed.

Nine years of compulsory education, growing up under the red flag and in the spring breeze, memorizing this little bit of stuff couldn't be easier.

Li Miaoqing's heart skipped a beat. What Xiao Xingyue was reciting was something she hadn't even systematically explained yesterday, yet Xiao Xingyue had memorized it all.

Ning Jing was sweating. He wanted to interrupt, but everyone was listening.

If he were to speak now, it would only make him seem guilty.

Xiao Xingyue looked at the medicine pouch at his waist: "Such a good thing, you can't handle it, give it to me."