Here, Mu Nanping wanted to take his daughter back directly, but the journey was too long and he was afraid that Mu Qingyan would not be able to bear it, so he turned back after just a few steps and went straight to Linggu Temple.
Mu Nanping looked down at his daughter, his face was very anxious, and there was almost wind under his feet.
Master Jingkong and his disciples were guarding the door. He looked worried. The prince had been missing for two days, and there was no good news.
Thinking about it, the prayer beads bracelet in my hand turned faster.
Suddenly, Mu Nanping fell from the sky, and Master Jingkong was slightly startled when he saw him.
"Where are the other imperial doctors?!" He walked past everyone and entered the temple. Seeing this, Jingkong immediately asked someone to lead the way.
When the other monks saw Mu Nanping's formation, they were frightened and quickly followed him.
Mu Nanping took Mu Qingyan directly back to his yard. As soon as he helped her lie down, the imperial doctor rushed over.
"Let him wait outside the door." As he said that, he pulled the quilt to cover Mu Qingyan, leaving only one arm and face exposed.
After all, his daughter's current appearance was really inappropriate, and he had to think about her reputation.
After doing this, he called the imperial physician in.
The imperial doctor entered the room and greeted him anxiously, "See..."
Mu Nanping interrupted him abruptly, "Okay, come and see my daughter."
"Yes, yes, yes." The imperial doctor hurriedly stood up and walked respectfully to the bedside, kneeling down, then took out a handkerchief and put it on Mu Qingyan's wrist.
Then he turned back to Mu Nanping, "I wonder if the prince can lift the eldest lady's quilt. Rong Chen will take a closer look."
Mu Nanping frowned and waved for everyone else to leave. When there were only three of them in the room, he said, "You can watch now."
His whole body had a gloomy aura, as if he was killing an enemy on the battlefield. The imperial doctor swallowed, then carefully opened the quilt, and was immediately stunned by the sight in front of him.
This, this, this...
"Doctor Luo." A man's threatening voice sounded behind him. The doctor was so frightened that he didn't dare to look around, and quickly examined Mu Qingyan's injuries carefully.
After a while, the imperial doctor breathed a sigh of relief and reported: "I told the prince that the eldest lady was frightened and overworked. She has no serious injuries on her body. The most serious thing is just a scratch. However, the eldest lady's physical damage is severe and it will take a long time."
Rest."
As long as the person is fine, his head will be saved. Just now he looked in a panic, and I thought he was dead.
After all, the master in front of me is the appointed Crown Princess! If something happens to her, he won't be able to escape.
Mu Nanping still frowned tightly, glanced at Mu Qingyan on the bed, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you really just a minor injury?" Although this was almost the same as what the imperial doctor just said, Yan'er looked like it no matter how he looked at it.
He looked seriously injured.
In fact, he was a martial arts practitioner, which could be seen, but Mu Qingyan's miserable appearance made it difficult for him not to think too much.
The imperial doctor lowered his head and said firmly: "Everything I say is true."
He has been practicing medicine for many years and will never make a wrong diagnosis.
"Go down."
Mu Nanping pulled up a chair and sat beside the bed, looking at Mu Qingyan whose face was bloodless with distress.
The door outside opened, and Fenxiang ran in. He ran straight to the bed and suddenly knelt down. When he saw his lady's appearance, he burst into tears, "Miss!"
"She is not seriously ill. You should freshen up and change the clothes for the young lady first, and then the imperial doctor will come to apply the medicine." After saying that, Mu Nanping took a deep look at Mu Qingyan, stood up and left.
The door was closed, and Fenxiang lay beside the bed, holding Mu Qingyan's hand with both hands, and cried loudly. When she pulled back the quilt, she was shocked.
Looking at Mu Qingyan's tattered clothes, she covered her mouth in disbelief and her tears fell unsatisfactorily. How much suffering had her young lady suffered?
Fenxiang simply pulled back the quilt and ran back to the room to find Mu Qingyan's clothes and bring them over. She had already prepared hot water.
She carefully took off Mu Qingyan's clothes, and when she saw the bruises on her body, she almost couldn't hold it back.
The young lady's skin is already delicate, and she would get a bruise every time she bumped into it. Now her hand is still injured like this.
Fenxiang sobbed and wiped her face with a handkerchief soaked in water. She was even more careful about the injured area, for fear of hurting her.
She looked up at Mu Qingyan's face and found that she had been frowning and her hand movements were lighter.
Mu Nanping had been waiting in the hospital. The imperial doctor glanced at him secretly and trembled unconsciously when he saw his stern face.
Although the prince has become a civil servant, once he gets angry, it is not something they, the civil servants, can bear.
Recalling the instructions given to him by the Holy Spirit in his mind, cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.
I just hope that this noble master will not have any scars on his body.
Mu Nanping put his hands behind his back and looked gloomy. He rushed over as soon as he received the news about his son. He only knew that his precious daughter was lured away by a monk, but he always felt that something was wrong.
His daughter has her own pride and is not stupid, so how could she trust others so easily?
Also, he didn't see Mu Qi when he came. Where did that kid go?!
Thinking about it, he looked at the door impatiently, why is it not finished yet!
Finally, Fennel came out.
"Your Majesty, it's ready."
Munan was overjoyed and walked towards the house. The guard beside him poured water consciously.
Inside the house, Mu Qingyan had put on a brocade dress, her face had returned to whiteness, her black hair was loose, and her jewelry was placed on the table beside her, all of which were made of fennel.
Mu Nanping glanced at Fenxiang with admiration, she was a smart girl, her hands and feet were clean and nimble, much better than the previous maid who cheated on her.
He turned his head and glanced at the imperial doctor, "Mr. Luo."
The imperial doctor immediately stepped forward, opened the medicine box he carried with him, and began to bandage Mu Qingyan.
hiss--
As soon as the medicine touched the skin, Mu Qingyan frowned unconsciously. Feeling the futile increase in air pressure behind her, Doctor Luo silently eased her movements.
In fact, he is already very light.
After doing all this, cold sweat broke out on the imperial doctor's forehead. He stood up, touched the sweat, and said respectfully to Mu Nanping: "My lord, there is no need to worry. As long as the eldest lady changes her dressing on time and has a good rest, she will be fine."
Mu Nanping then smiled and his tone softened a bit, "Thank you."
The imperial doctor was frightened, "I don't dare." Then he asked Fenxiang beside him, "Is this the eldest lady's?"
Fenxiang immediately saluted, "Your Majesty, the doctor is well. My servant is Miss Fenxiang's personal maid."
Dr. Luo nodded and gave serious instructions: "Remember not to get water on the wound. The young lady's diet should be light these days and not too irritating."
Miss Mu was already delicate, and her vitality was severely damaged by such an encounter.
Fenxiang nodded solemnly, "I have taken note of this." She will definitely be careful about the young lady's affairs.
At this moment, there was a loud noise outside the house.
"Take good care of Miss, you don't have to worry about anything else." After saying this, Mu Nanping walked out, followed closely by the imperial physician.