The old man saluted as if worshiping a god, showing utmost respect.
This person is a member of the Buddha's Holy Medical Clan. They are born loyal to the royal family and have been so for thousands of years.
Since they were born, these people have been poisoned by middle and lower slaves in their bodies. They are slaves who only belong to the emperor. Loyalty is synonymous with them.
Because if they have the slightest rebellious thought, the slave poison in their body will attack, making their life worse than death.
Therefore, this tribe of people can be said to be the most loyal slaves of the Holy King.
"Show her."
When Di Qianjue finished speaking, the man was startled.
The members of the Holy Medical Clan specialize in serving the Imperial family, that is to say, they only diagnose diseases for members of the royal family.
And the woman on the couch is obviously not from the Di clan...
The old man hesitated, "Holy Lord, this is unreasonable..."
Di Qianjue's face suddenly darkened, "What? I can't control you anymore?"
The air suddenly became colder.
The cold gaze swept over her like a blade, and the old man suddenly broke out in cold sweat, "I don't dare, I will diagnose and treat her right now."
As he spoke, the old man stepped forward, and just as he stretched out his hand, he was interrupted by Di Qianjue, "Wait a minute."
Di Qianjue gently took Ling Xuewei's hand and lowered the purple crystal curtain, revealing only the woman's hazy figure.
Putting the silk on her wrist, she motioned for the old man to come forward.
The old man immediately understood that the woman on the bed was probably not an ordinary person, otherwise the Holy Lord would not have paid such attention to her, let alone come to him for diagnosis and treatment.
He immediately cheered up and started diagnosing and treating Ling Xuewei.
After a moment, he put down his hand and said, "To the Holy Lord, this girl is depressed in her heart. In addition, her previous injury has not healed, and she is emotionally excited, so she vomits blood. Wait for the slave to open a few flavors of the pharmacy, drink it for three days, and then vomit blood."
The symptoms will be cured. It’s just..."
"Just what?"
Di Qianjue frowned.
"It's just that the old slave checked her pulse and found that the aura in her body seemed to be sealed by some unknown magic power, which caused her to lose all her cultivation. I'm afraid I can't do anything with my slave's power... Please forgive me, Holy Lord."
Di Qianjue was stunned.
The aura is blocked?
Di Qianjue naturally knew that Ling Xuewei's cultivation was gone, but he didn't expect that it was sealed by some unknown magic power. What was going on?
And even the members of the Holy Medical Clan are helpless... It seems that recovery is a bit difficult.
However, Di Qianjue was not in a hurry.
Ling Xuewei's current state is exactly what he wants.
If Ling Xuewei's spiritual energy is restored one day, it will be difficult to control her again.
"I know this, go ahead and make a prescription." Di Qianjue waved his hand.
"yes."
An Yi took the people down, and the palace people also left one after another.
Only Di Qianjue and Ling Xuewei were left in the room.
Looking at the woman sleeping peacefully on the bed, Di Qianjue's silver eyes flashed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to gently caress her face.
"Staying with me will make it so difficult for you..."
The faint voice echoed in the house, with a hint of helplessness...
…
When Ling Xuewei woke up again, it was already dark outside.
There is a bitter taste in the mouth, with the smell of medicine.
Grandma who had been waiting early saw that she was awake and immediately came forward to serve her.
An hour later, I ate some light porridge, and this time I didn’t vomit again, which made the person who served Yi Gan heave a sigh of relief.
You know, the Holy Lord has given an order. If they don't serve well again, they may be the unlucky ones next time.
With nothing to do, Ling Xuewei didn't want anyone to watch her all the time, so she asked them to leave.
Grandma hesitated for a moment, then sent the people down, and she followed the others and retreated outside the palace.
The candlelight flickered, reflecting the woman's slender figure.
Some are thin and some are quiet.
This is the only shadow in the huge palace, which adds a bit of loneliness.
Outside the palace, Di Qianjue stepped into Lingyun Pavilion and saw such a scene.
"See the Holy..."
Di Qianjue waved his hand and asked people to step back.
Soon, he was the only one left in the courtyard.
There is a lotus pond in the courtyard. The breeze blows and the waves ripple, filling the pond with night light.
The moonlight floats on the dust and sparkles with elegance.
In front of the window, Ling Xuewei's figure was graceful, and the candlelight was soft, reflecting a layer of mist on her clear and beautiful side face, which was breathtakingly beautiful.
Boom.
Dong Dong.
His heartbeat lost its frequency, and this scene disturbed his originally peaceful heart.
Like an everlasting picture, it is deeply engraved in his mind.
Remember forever.
…
All night, Di Qianjue stood quietly by the pool, looking at the people in the window.
Until the eastern sky, the first ray of sunlight shines on the horizon.
Ling Xuewei's figure disappeared behind the screen, and he turned and left.
The air stirred slightly, and Bai Ze appeared out of thin air in the courtyard.
He looked in the direction where Di Qianjue left, his eyes narrowed slightly.
He glanced at the guards outside and quietly entered the inner hall.
Ling Xuewei did not rest, but sat at the table with her chin propped up.
Sensing his arrival, I looked over.
Before Bai Ze could speak, two figures jumped out first!
"Main Silver!!"
"Master Yin, we finally see you!!"
"Snowball? Lightning?"
Ling Xuewei caught the two little guys and looked surprised.
"Master Yin, we miss you so much! We thought we would never see you again..."
"Master Yin, you are so bad. If you do this again, Lightning will ignore you..."
The two little guys had been frightened for several days, and finally couldn't hold back their tears anymore after seeing Ling Xuewei.
Ling Xuewei's eyes were also a little red, and she hugged them tightly. Her mood, which had been depressed for many days, finally became clearer.
After some consolation, the two little guys finally calmed down.
Ling Xuewei then had time to talk to Bai Ze, "...is everything going well?"
Even without asking explicitly, Bai Ze knew what Ling Xuewei meant.
"The items have been delivered, don't worry."
At this point, Ling Xuewei's heart that had been hanging around for many days finally let go.
Bai Ze's face was complicated, "Is it worth doing this...?"
Ling Xuewei was silent.
After a long while, she chuckled, "There is no question of whether it's worth it or not, only whether you are willing or not."
Bai Ze was speechless.
After a moment, Bai Ze changed the subject, "Still can't sense the space?"
Ling Xuewei nodded.
Bai Ze frowned, "That man really didn't let go for a moment."
That night, Ling Xuewei was so angry that she forcibly broke through the obsidian seal, and Bai Ze was able to appear. However, after passing out, she was unable to sense the existence of space again, and the same was true for Bai Ze in the outside world.
No need to think about it, it was Di Qianjue’s handiwork.
Everyone knows that if the space exists, Ling Xuewei can come and go freely. Even Di Qianjue, it is not easy to control her.
"This thing is really troublesome..."
It can be said that the existence of obsidian is the only thing that suppresses the space in Ling Xuewei's body.
Ling Xuewei has been carried in its hands many times, which is really troublesome.
The key is that the one who controls this thing is Di Qianjue.
For Ling Xuewei, this man is definitely more troublesome than Obsidian.
Especially after experiencing this calamity, every time she faced Di Qianjue, she couldn't help but feel a sense of panic in her heart.