But the next second, Mo Fengwu looked over.

Immediately, the concubine was like a duck that had its neck strangled, and its quacking stopped abruptly.

Deathly silence enveloped the entire back garden.

Mo Fengwu casually took a silk handkerchief and wiped her hands casually, while saying without raising her head:

"Deputy Hall Master Xu, it's your turn!"

Everyone present was startled, and then they realized that the competition between Mo Fengwu and Xu Yan was not over yet.

At that moment, they all turned their heads and looked at Xu Yan who was hiding behind the crowd.

Xu Yan, who originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos to leave, suddenly froze, turned around slowly, then raised his head and said proudly:

"The Lord of Daliang is the emperor. Are you sure you want me to diagnose and treat you?"

"I am the one who selects people, and you are the one who diagnoses and treats them. Why, you dare not?"

"Hmph, why don't I dare?"

In fact, at this moment, Xu Yan was refusing in her heart. But now it was difficult to get off the tiger, especially since the girl from the Mo family in front of her was really tricky, so Xu Yan flicked his sleeves and walked up.

When the palace guards around him saw this, they hurriedly followed him, fearing that something would happen again soon.

Several ministers in the court also frowned at this moment, and then took a few steps closer to take a closer look.

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Xu Yan. Only Mo Fengwu still stood beside him, lowering his head and wiping his blood-stained hands, without looking up at Xu Yan from beginning to end.

The surroundings became quiet again.

At this moment, several maids quickly stepped forward, wiped off the blood on the face of Mu Qingyuan, the leader of the Daliang Kingdom, and then stepped aside.

Then Xu Yan stepped forward, first looked at Mu Qingyuan's face, and then stretched out his hand to feel his pulse.

The concubine next to her became tense unconsciously. A pair of exquisitely painted eyes stared at Xu Yan. Then she was about to scold him, but she suddenly swallowed it back.

one breath

Two interest rates

As time goes by, the atmosphere becomes more tense and weird.

After a full quarter of an hour, Xu Yan let go of his hand and said:

"The king is fine, he's just short of breath."

The moment these words were spoken, Xu Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

You know, at the beginning, he was also extremely nervous. After all, the outcome of this competition was determined by one round. And in the round just now, Mo Fengwu had already won. This also completely blocked his escape route.

Don't let him make any mistakes.

However, there is indeed nothing wrong with the pulse condition of the leader of the Liang Kingdom, Mu Qingyuan. Although he is slightly weak and lacks blood and energy, resulting in poor breathing in his body, this is not a problem at all.

But is it that simple?

Xu Yan couldn't figure out what Mo Fengwu was thinking, so he took a quarter of an hour to determine the simple pulse before finally telling the answer.

Huh, this witch must be deceiving me on purpose!

At this time, Xu Yan had already identified that Mo Fengwu was playing tricks on her.

As soon as he said these words, the concubine next to him secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Mu Baichuan even said with a smile:

"Father has always been in good health and is fine."

With the final word, Mu Baichuan's words were clearly giving Xu Yan a leg up.

Several court ministers behind him also nodded after hearing this.

"Yes, Your Majesty has always looked good. To say that he is ill is simply nonsense!"

"That's right! If you were feeling unwell, you wouldn't have come today at all."
Chapter completed!