Li Chengqian put down the book in his hand and shook his head slightly: "Jin Ling, you don't know something... Muchuan is an unpredictable person. He has the appearance of a 'crouching dragon'. He will definitely not be a thing in the pond from now on."
"So what if you have great abilities?
If you dare to despise Your Highness the Crown Prince like this, you will not be allowed to use such a servant."
"I think Liu Bei visited the thatched cottage three times in order to invite Zhuge Kongming to come out. Compared with Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty, this prince is much inferior. What's more, compared with Zhuge Kongming, Muchuan is only stronger than weak."
Luo Jinling was horrified to hear Li Chengqian's comments.
Who is Zhuge Kongming?
Wolong is a figure who supports the entire Shu Kingdom with one person's power. He is a talent that has not been born in a century.
Now when comparing Muchuan with Zhuge Liang, are they only stronger or not?
This shows how highly Li Chengqian thinks of Muchuan.
For a while, Luo Jinling also became curious about Muchuan. After all, she often heard about the ups and downs of the young Minister of Household Affairs in the court, but she had never seen him until now.
What's more, Luo Jinling also noticed something: the prince's personality had changed.
In the past, whenever the leg disease recurred, the prince would always be restless and irritable. At worst, he would beat and scold the people around him, or at worst, he would drag them out and behead them.
but now?
Now the prince's leg is seriously ill and it is difficult to recover, but the prince himself behaves very calmly and calmly, like a wave of clear water in autumn, which makes people feel at ease.
To sum up, the reason why the prince has changed like this seems to have happened since his contact with Muchuan, right?
As the Crown Princess, Luo Jinling naturally hoped that Li Chengqian would get better and better. At this time, she came behind him and gently touched his shoulders with her bare hands: "Your Highness, since you value Muchuan so much, I would like to
Support you."
"Jin Ling, thank you."
Li Chengqian's lips were slightly opened, and his eyes were looking at her affectionately, with endless love.
Of course, Luo Jinling could sense Li Chengqian's heart. She lowered her head and pressed her lips on his cheek.
The two looked at each other with affection, and the air around them seemed to rise a few degrees, revealing a sweet and romantic look.
At night, the stars and moon in the sky are shining brightly, and the bright light shines down, making the entire city of Chang'an seem to be covered with a layer of holy white gauze.
The streets of Chang'an City were particularly quiet. At this time, a man was walking unsteadily. The man had a jade-like face and a handsome figure. He was Muchuan himself!
After working at the official residence of the Ministry of Revenue today, Muchuan generously invited the officials of the Ministry of Revenue out for dinner and drinks. After three rounds of drinking, Muchuan ended up drinking so late without even realizing it.
Muchuan was not afraid when a person was walking alone at night. Throughout ancient history, the Tang Dynasty was the safest. Punishments were strict and every household was open at night.
But then a sharp voice came: "Help, help me..."
The voice was weak and sounded like a woman's. This shocked Muchuan! Just now, he was proud of the prosperity and peace of the Tang Dynasty, but then something evil happened immediately?
Isn’t this a slap in the face?
But what happened?
Muchuan pricked his ears and continued to listen. A voice called "Help" came out. It sounded like a woman had been murdered?
It's very strange, why is there still a woman walking around in the street in the middle of the night?
Even in the peaceful and prosperous Chang'an City, women generally wouldn't travel at night?
But as the woman's cry for help became more and more cramped, Muchuan was afraid that something serious would happen, so he ran away in search of the voice.
As a result, a woman was found in the alleys of East Third Street. She was not a "woman" but a young girl, about eighteen years old and in her prime.
The girl was wearing a dress with a slanted skirt, her hair was disheveled, and her delicate and beautiful face could be seen through the faint light.
"Girl, what's wrong with you?"
"Sir, my foot is twisted..." The young girl fell to the ground, her eyes moist and pitiful.
Although the other party said so, Muchuan's vigilance remained unabated.
After all, she has experienced heavy winds and rains in the past few years, and she has encountered many dangers along the way. Who knows if this woman has any gangster intentions?
What's more, there was a woman who twisted her foot in the streets and alleys in the middle of the night, which looked suspicious no matter what.
The woman seemed to sense Muchuan's suspicion, so she explained that her elderly father fell ill suddenly at night, and she had no choice but to buy medicine. Unexpectedly, on the way back from buying herbs, she sprained her foot because she was walking too fast.
After the woman finished speaking, she pointed to the medicine bag beside her, which contained herbs in a brown paper bag.
It sounded like what the woman said was true, so Muchuan didn't have any more doubts and stepped forward to help.
"Girl, can you still stand up?"
"No..." she shook her head and said.
"How about you let me take a look at the wound?"
"Excuse me, sir."
Muchuan went up to check and found that the woman's right foot was swollen, painful and purple. It was obviously a twist.
Muchuan was still a little suspicious at first, but now his suspicion was completely eliminated. After all, the woman was really injured.
It was not that Muchuan couldn't treat sprained foot injuries. He had learned some life-saving treatment methods after coming to the Tang Dynasty for so long.
"Girl, if you don't mind, I'll help you set your bones right now...it might be very offensive."
A woman has a foot injury and her ankle bones are displaced. If she is straightened and then herbal medicine is applied, the disease can be cured.
Even if you do this, contact between men and women cannot be avoided.
Ancient times were not comparable to modern times. Men and women were not allowed to be intimate with each other. Touching a woman's body at will would be a taboo, and it would be a shame not to marry the other person home.
For this reason, Muchuan asked the other party to avoid misunderstanding.
The woman showed great understanding, nodded and said: "Young Master is a gentleman. Since he knows medical skills, why bother to help him?"
"Okay! Just be patient for now, maybe it will hurt a little."
Muchuan then took off his women's straw sandals, held the sole of his foot with one hand, and began to press slightly with the other hand to check the position of the bones.
After finding out the position of the bone, press hard with both hands, and with a "Gada" sound, the bone returns to its original position.
But although the woman had endured it, the severe pain caused by the upright position still made her scream.
This cry made Muchuan panic, and he immediately asked: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, thank you, sir."
"That's great. Be careful next time you walk."
Muchuan clapped his hands and stood up as if to leave.
However, the woman stopped him: "Young Master."
Muchuan turned around: "What's wrong?"
"Sir... could you please take me home?"
The woman looked shy and delicate, lowered her head and said carefully, "I'm afraid I won't be able to go home alone in this situation. There is only my father at home, so I'm afraid he won't be able to come to pick me up."
