No one knows what mood Duan Murong was in when she walked out of Xianyang Palace.
When she packed up everything and prepared to leave the palace, dusk had fallen, the wind was calm, and the moon was like a hook. The roads inside the palace were stained with a thin layer of dew.
She walked step by step, letting the cold evening air cool her down.
Frankly speaking, Duan Murong was a little afraid of her actions when giving Ying Zheng the medicine. But at that time, she seemed to have the absolute authority of a doctor from her heart, driving her to dare to say "no movement" to King Qin.
Ying Zheng's sleep will definitely not be bad today. In combination with the properties of the medicine, it is the best way to let him sleep until the next day. Otherwise, if he drinks the medicine and continues to process the official documents, I don't know how long it will take to delay.
rest.
Duan Murong knew very well that she was doing this for the sake of Ying Zheng. She just didn't know what King Qin's reaction would be when he woke up tomorrow.
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Back at the Imperial Prefect's Mansion in Xianyang, a dinner party was already being prepared, and Mrs. Nongyu was in charge of hosting it.
Duan Murong was a little strange and couldn't help but ask: "Where is Mr. Lu Yan?"
Nian Duan was in the courtyard admiring the flowers and trees under the moonlight, and responded casually: "Nong Yu said that Lu Yan has important business, so there is no need to wait for him at the dinner."
Duan Murong thought of Ying Zheng, a king who was so diligent in his work, and then thought of Lu Yan, her expression darkened, "Master, I have met the King of Qin."
"Huh?" Nian Duan turned to look at her strangely, "Rong'er, aren't you talking nonsense?"
"Master, I don't know what to say, today..."
Duan Murong explained everything she had done in the palace one by one, her eyebrows were slightly drooped and her face was filled with sadness.
Nian Duan showed a knowing smile, stared at her carefully and nodded, "Rong'er, you have done a good job. As a doctor, you should treat patients equally, no matter they are kings, princes, or civilians.
If you dare to stop the King of Qin, there are not many people in the world who are more courageous than you."
"Master, are you making fun of me?"
Nian Duan looked at his precious apprentice's tilted head with a squinting and suspicious expression, laughed, his eyes narrowed into slits, and the love in his eyes was about to overflow, "Master, I sincerely praise you~"
Duan Murong secretly clenched her fists, pursed her lips, turned her face away and said, "I'm still worried whether King Qin will pursue the case when he wakes up tomorrow."
"How could it be? We are the people invited by Lu Yan. Even if the King of Qin wants to pursue it, nothing will happen to him. What's more, if the King of Qin is really so narrow-minded, how can someone like Lu Yan be willing to work for him?"
After mentioning Lu Yan again in a few sentences, Duan Murong thought of what Meng Yi said to her.
"The Imperial Master is a person who practices martial arts. His cultivation is profound and he is the best in the world. There is no need to worry about his health."
Because Lu Yan's cultivation level is high enough, many people have forgotten that Lu Yan is also a human being. In fact, he is still a disabled person with a broken left arm.
Because Ying Zheng has the supreme power in the world, many people forget that Ying Zheng is just a mortal.
Perhaps, so far, Duan Murong is the only one in the world who, as a doctor, would regard Lu Yan and Ying Zheng as weak mortals.
"Master Nian Duan, Sister Duanmu~"
Nong Yu was shouting that dinner was about to begin at the Imperial Prefect's Mansion.
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Late at night, Lu Yan returned home.
All kinds of messy things about the new talent selection system were still swirling in his mind. He scratched his head and walked into the Imperial Prefect's Mansion. Passing by the courtyard, he found Duan Murong leaning on the wooden railing alone, in a daze.
Lu Yan raised his head and glanced at the moon. It was probably almost midnight. People at this time were not in the habit of staying up late. Why wasn't Duan Murong asleep yet?
He walked over, but until he stood behind Duan Murong, no one was found.
"Duan Murong." He shouted softly.
"Huh?" Duan Murong was shocked and turned around to look, "Mr. Lu Yan!"
"It's this hour, what are you doing here? Aren't you going to the palace to treat the king tomorrow?"
"Mr. Lu Yan~" She stood up and turned to face Lu Yan. Her eyes moved from her empty left arm to her eyes, "What did you mean when you said in Handan that time is running out?"
Lu Yan frowned and retracted his head slightly, "Why are you asking this? This matter has nothing to do with you."
"You can't die!" Duan Murong suddenly shouted.
"Ah?" He looked at this girl who was eight or nine years younger than him with strange eyes and sneered, "What are you talking about?"
Duan Murong did not dodge at all, and came closer and said: "Doctors heal people, but some people can heal troubled times. Neither King Qin nor you can die. Before the people of the Seven Kingdoms are one family, you can't
You can die! If you heal the troubled times, then I will heal you. What do you mean when you say your time is short?"
She grasped Lu Yan's sleeves with both hands, and the light in her eyes was blazing and pure. The moonlight shone on her face, revealing a little rosiness in her cheeks.
Lu Yan could feel that Duan Murong was different. She seemed to have a kind of firmness from the inside out, which came from the spiritual improvement.
He was surprised. He didn't know what happened. Why did this girl suddenly change drastically if she hadn't seen her for a day?
Today, she met Ying Zheng. But seeing Ying Zheng brought about such a big change? Ying Zheng is not a panacea.
"Have you not seen my pulse? Master Nianduan has also seen it. Everything is normal. I said we don't have much time and the doctors can't help."
Lu Yan wanted her to let go, but she didn't move at all.
"This matter has nothing to do with you. You should go to bed early. Your task now is to heal the king."
After saying that, Lu Yan used his strength to knock Duan Murong away and left without looking back.
Duan Murong stood in the courtyard, biting her lip with her teeth.
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"Husband~"
"Um?"
"You heal the troubled world, then I will heal you. Husband, you are very popular with the little girl." Nongyu moved in the bed, tilted his head out, and joked with a smile.
"Ha, when you talk about Duan Murong, it's not about whether you like it or not." Lu Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly as he undressed, "Maybe this is her kindness as a healer. With her stubborn temper, she had only heard of Master Nianduan before.
I said it, and now I really believe it.”
He also lay down in bed, stretched out his hands and scratched his head, "Trouble, if I had known that Gongsun Guang was here, I wouldn't have gone to Master Nianduan to heal the king.
Master Nianduan just wanted to protect his daughter Duan Murong. Who would have thought that with my intervention, Duan Murong would have the belief to heal people for the sake of the world. With this idea, the rest of her life is doomed, alas..."
Nong Yu stood up in surprise, her silk nightgown loose, revealing half of her snow shoulders, "Duan Murong is the daughter of Master Nianduan? Then why..."
"Maybe it has something to do with Duan Murong's father. The past is too painful to look back on."