Bai Ruozhu felt even stranger. Not to say she fully understood the Second Prince's nature, but his temper change was too rapid, wasn't it?
Jiang Yichun, seeing her gaze, guessed a bit and felt even more disdain for the Second Prince. He even thought that he shouldn't have saved this kind of person back then.
"This is a wound medicine, you take it and use it." Bai Ruozhu handed a small porcelain bottle to the servant.
The servant was stunned for a moment, then gratitude appeared in his eyes, "Thank you, Lord Bai, thank you, Lord Jiang."
This servant was clever. If he weren't clever, he might only have thanked Bai Ruozhu and not mentioned Jiang Yichun.
Generally, smart servants in the Palace tend to live better lives and are less punished. But this clever servant suffered quite a few wounds, which was really odd.
