"Slave...slave..." the old eunuch Zhang Jixiang was so frightened that his teeth chattered.
Feng Jingyun knew clearly that Jun Mo Shang was afraid that she was too tired, "Shang, it's okay, let him talk."
"Thank you, miracle doctor." Zhang Jixiang said tremblingly, "Miracle doctor, the emperor has been ill for a long time. I beg you to heal the emperor."
He asked a servant to seek medical treatment for him. Even though Murong Yuan knew this beforehand, his old face turned red and said, "You are so outrageous. How can I allow you to talk too much about me!"
Zhang Jixiang kept kowtowing to Feng Jingyun, "Miracle doctor, even the emperor's illness cannot be cured by the imperial doctors. Please save the emperor!"
Murong Yuan only reproached Zhang Jixiang symbolically. He looked at Feng Jingyun with hopeful eyes and thought to himself: Could it be that she wanted an emperor to plead with him in person?
Feng Jingyun did not put him in trouble, "If the Emperor is willing, Feng Jingyun can treat the Emperor." For Murong Che's sake, he should be treated.
Zhang Jixiang was a little surprised that Feng Jingyun agreed so quickly. She said calmly, "Your Majesty is in poor health and has never sent an order for me to come to the palace to see you. If you had sent an order, Jingyun would have gone there long ago."
"..." Murong Yuan was silent for a moment, "I heard that when I was in Qitian Kingdom, even the late Emperor Shun of Qitian Kingdom wanted you to see a doctor. It was extremely difficult and almost impossible."
"He is different from you."
"What is the difference?"
"To me, you are the father of a friend of mine."
"You mean Hao'er," Murong Yuan suddenly said, "Hao'er was your ex-fiancé when you were in Qi Tian Kingdom..." He seemed to feel something was wrong and changed his words, "Although the matter has passed, Hao'er still misses you.
I guess your friendship is still there. However, you are now the Queen of Fengxiang Kingdom, otherwise, you and Haoer can renew their relationship..."
She curled her lips expressionlessly, "Your Majesty misunderstood. The friend I mentioned is not Murong Chenghao."
"Who is that?" Murong Yuan thought for a moment, "Is it Yan'er?" He glanced at Zhang Jixiang suspiciously, and the latter replied, "Back to the emperor, the sixth prince rarely goes out, and he has never heard of having any friendship with the miracle doctor Wangchuan.
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She stopped being pretentious and said, "It's Murong Che."
Murong Yuan's expression stiffened, and his old eyes were full of surprise, "Are you friends with Che'er?"
"It's a long story." She thought for a while, "Perhaps it would be more appropriate for Murong Che to tell you personally." She looked at the weather outside and saw that around three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was at its peak, and the ghost was at this time.
It can't come out.
Staring at her calm expression, Murong Yuan always felt that the Murong Che she was talking about was not the one from the prince's palace, "Please ask the miracle doctor to clarify."
Feng Jingyun said jokingly, "Does the Emperor believe in ghosts?"
Murong Yuan's old and skinny face was serious and serious, "I... believe it."
"Once a person dies, the ghost is taken to the underworld by ghost messengers. There are no ghosts in the world of the sun, but occasionally there are fish that escape from the underworld, or fish slip through the net under special circumstances." She smiled and said, "I heard that the Emperor of Qi Tian Kingdom, Jun Youqi, has
The yin and yang eyes can see ghosts existing in the yang world."
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became weird.
Jun Mo Shang was dressed in a luxurious black robe, with a black and gray black iron mask covering the left side of his face. His complexion, which was paler than a corpse, and his bloody red pupils, looked like a fierce ghost crawling out of the underworld.
The old eunuch Zhang Jixiang was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his throat when he was talking about ghosts in front of such evil spirits.
