Chapters 81-90

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81 Gastritis

The scene was noisy.

Yu Niaoniao noticed that the commoners' expressions when they looked at the Eagle Guards were filled with fear and hatred.

Such intense hostility was truly shocking.

If this continued, the Eagle Guards would probably become the target of public criticism, and Duke Lang's situation would become even more difficult.

The carriage was still moving.

The bookstore was getting further and further away from her. Yu Niaoniao looked away and sat obediently.

She rested her chin on one hand as her mind began to wander.

It seemed that in the eyes of others, Duke Lang and his Eagle Guards were a group of evil spirits who ate people without spitting out their bones. At first, she thought so, but after her short time with Duke Lang, she felt that he did not seem as bad as the rumors said.

The previous night, Prince Lang personally went to fetch her from prison in the middle of the night. He even carefully put a cloak on her and gave her a place to stay.

This was not something an evil spirit could do.

Yu Niaoniao muttered unconsciously.

"What kind of person is he, exactly?"

Inside the Justice Department, Xiao Juan was reading the case.

He watched intently, not even bothering to take a sip from his tea.

Unknowingly, the tea beside him was cold.

Perhaps because he had not eaten breakfast and did not rest well last night, Xiao Juan suddenly felt a faint pain in his stomach.

This felt familiar.

It must be an old habit.

Xiao Juan frowned slightly and had no choice but to put down the dossier for the time being and pick up his teacup.

After drinking a mouthful of cold tea, instead of easing, the stomach ache worsened.

He had left in a hurry this morning without his usual stomach medicine.

This was going to be troublesome.

He did not want someone to send for a doctor. It would cause too much commotion and might cause unnecessary trouble.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Juan recalled the cookies Yu Niaoniao had given him.

He pulled open the drawer under the desk.

A lacquered wooden food box lay quietly in the drawer.

After he returned to the Justice Department yesterday, he casually threw the food box sent by Yu Niaoniao into the drawer and never touched it again.

Recalling what Yu Niaoniao had said, Xiao Juan opened the food box and casually picked up a small cookie before putting it into his mouth.

The cookie was fragrant and crispy, sweet but not greasy.

He ate four or five small biscuits in succession.

Xiao Juan felt that the stomach pain seemed to have lessened a little and was not as uncomfortable as before.

He was rather surprised. He did not expect Yu Niaoniao to be telling the truth. These small cookies could really relieve stomach problems.

He had never seen such a confectionery before, so it was probably not an ordinary thing. In that case, the process of making it should not be simple.

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