"My daughter knows a little bit about medicine. Master, would you mind letting me diagnose you?" Mu Jieyu suddenly spoke because of that smile.
She did not regret what she said. If she had not guessed who this man was just now, but when she saw his legs, she knew that he could be in the Kashyapa Temple at this moment and in this situation again. Except for
The third prince, Rong Wang Xuanyuan, did not think of anyone else besides Rong.
She should have stayed away from these dragons and phoenixes. But at this moment, she took the initiative to get closer. She thought it was really because of her love for beauty. Such a perfect man, people looked like this.
The appearance is really regrettable and regrettable.
"There are countless doctors in the palace, I'm sorry to bother you." This was a tactful refusal.
Hearing his rejection, Mu Jieyu was a little disappointed, but more relaxed. It seemed that she was still not that great, and she still didn't want to be involved with the man in front of her.
"The early spring is cold and cold, and the girl is more exposed. It is better to leave early." Even though he was ordered to evict guests, this man said it as warmly as the spring light of March.
"Excuse me, farewell." Mu Jie said with a smile, saluted and turned around.
However, just as Mu Jieyu turned around and walked a few steps, a suppressed groan came from behind, and then there was a ding, and two lightning-like figures flashed across the corners of her eyes, making Mu Jieyu suddenly look back.
Xuanyuan Zhirong's gorgeous face was stained with pain, and his slender sword eyebrows were wrinkled. The jade flute in his hand fell to the ground, and his hands hung limply. The two secret guards who flew out from the difficulty immediately fed Xuanyuan Zhi
He gave Rong a pill, and then the two of them carried Xuanyuan Zhi Rong and left quickly.
Mu Jieyu watched this scene happen very quickly, and the two secret guards handled it skillfully, which meant that Xuanyuan Zhirong often got sick like this. When he thought about it, he frowned slightly.
His eyes fell on the jade flute that had been left on the ground. A few peach blossom petals were scattered on the jade flute. There were little fluorescent lights under the moonlight, which made Mu Jieyu feel a sense of sadness and loneliness.
Stepping forward, Mu Jieyu squatted down, picked up the crystal clear jade flute, and brushed off a petal on it. He stood up, his skirt fluttered, and walked away slowly.
After Mu Jieyu returned, Bai Su and Bai Qian both came back. Under the service of the two of them, before she lay down and closed her eyes, someone announced that she should go to the side hall of Sheng'an Hall.
Emperor Hong'an summoned her in the middle of the night, and she knew it must be for Xuanyuan Zhirong. So she asked Bai Qian to prepare some medicinal incense and go with her.
When she arrived at Sheng'antang, she was surprised to find that not only Xuanyuan Zhiqi was there, but her father and brother were also there.
"King Rong is ill and the pain is unbearable now. The imperial doctor is helpless. Since you are Liu Yishou's disciple, you will not be as ineffective as those quack doctors." After entering Sheng'an Hall, Emperor Hong'an did not even want to bow to Jieyu.
Will speak first.
Mu Jieyu glanced at the four imperial doctors who were kneeling on one side in fear, and then received the worried looks from his father and brother. He still bowed to Emperor Hong'an in a polite manner: "My little girl will do her best."
Emperor Hong'an did not speak, but glanced at the chamberlain beside him, who immediately bowed forward and said, "Miss Mu, follow the servant."
Mu Jieyu nodded lightly and followed the chamberlain into the inner hall.
Sheng'an Hall was built by Emperor Yongning for Empress Wende. Compared with the Zixia Hall that Empress Wende had in the palace in the past, although it is not as luxurious, every brick and tile is extremely exquisite. "My daughter knows a little bit about medicine. Don't you mind, sir?"
Do you want me to diagnose you?" Just because of that smile, Mu Jieyu suddenly spoke.
She did not regret what she said. If she had not guessed who this man was just now, but when she saw his legs, she knew that he could be in the Kashyapa Temple at this moment and in this situation again. Except for
The third prince, Rong Wang Xuanyuan, did not think of anyone else besides Rong.
She should have stayed away from these dragons and phoenixes. But at this moment, she took the initiative to get closer. She thought it was really because of her love for beauty. Such a perfect man, people looked like this.
The appearance is really regrettable and regrettable.
"There are countless doctors in the palace, I'm sorry to bother you." This was a tactful refusal.
Hearing his rejection, Mu Jieyu was a little disappointed, but more relaxed. It seemed that she was still not that great, and she still didn't want to be involved with the man in front of her.
"The early spring is cold and cold, and the girl is more exposed. It is better to leave early." Even though he was ordered to evict guests, this man said it as warmly as the spring light of March.
"Excuse me, farewell." Mu Jie said with a smile, saluted and turned around.
However, just as Mu Jieyu turned around and walked a few steps, a suppressed groan came from behind, and then there was a ding, and two lightning-like figures flashed across the corners of her eyes, making Mu Jieyu suddenly look back.
Xuanyuan Zhirong's gorgeous face was stained with pain, and his slender sword eyebrows were wrinkled. The jade flute in his hand fell to the ground, and his hands hung limply. The two secret guards who flew out from the difficulty immediately fed Xuanyuan Zhi
He gave Rong a pill, and then the two of them carried Xuanyuan Zhi Rong and left quickly.
Mu Jieyu watched this scene happen very quickly, and the two secret guards handled it skillfully, which meant that Xuanyuan Zhirong often got sick like this. When he thought about it, he frowned slightly.
His eyes fell on the jade flute that had been left on the ground. A few peach blossom petals were scattered on the jade flute. There were little fluorescent lights under the moonlight, which made Mu Jieyu feel a sense of sadness and loneliness.
Stepping forward, Mu Jieyu squatted down, picked up the crystal clear jade flute, and brushed off a petal on it. He stood up, his skirt fluttered, and walked away slowly.
After Mu Jieyu returned, Bai Su and Bai Qian both came back. Under the service of the two of them, before she lay down and closed her eyes, someone announced that she should go to the side hall of Sheng'an Hall.
Emperor Hong'an summoned her in the middle of the night, and she knew it must be for Xuanyuan Zhirong. So she asked Bai Qian to prepare some medicinal incense and go with her.
When she arrived at Sheng'antang, she was surprised to find that not only Xuanyuan Zhiqi was there, but her father and brother were also there.
"King Rong is ill and the pain is unbearable now. The imperial doctor is helpless. Since you are Liu Yishou's disciple, you will not be as ineffective as those quack doctors." After entering Sheng'an Hall, Emperor Hong'an did not even want to bow to Jieyu.
Will speak first.
Mu Jieyu glanced at the four imperial doctors who were kneeling on one side in fear, and then received the worried looks from his father and brother. He still bowed to Emperor Hong'an in a polite manner: "My little girl will do her best."
Emperor Hong'an did not speak, but glanced at the chamberlain beside him, who immediately bowed forward and said, "Miss Mu, follow the servant."
Mu Jieyu nodded lightly and followed the chamberlain into the inner hall.
Sheng'an Hall was built by Emperor Yongning for Empress Wende. Compared with the Zixia Hall that Empress Wende had in the palace in the past, although it is not as luxurious, every brick and tile is extremely exquisite.