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Yun Qingyan ate a piece of pastry slowly, and then said vaguely: "Okay, walk slowly."
"For this matter, you owe this hall a favor!"
Yun Yize took a deep breath, then glanced at Yun Qingyan, only left a word, and left angrily!
When the person disappeared, Yun Qingyan shrugged leisurely, "I have helped you so many times, but I never said that I owed you favors"
Xueying entered the bamboo pavilion now, and said in a hoarse voice: "Princess sorry, I should have cleaned up those corpses, otherwise I wouldn't have left a gap for the Third Highness."
"It's okay." Yun Qingyan rolled her eyes with a smile, and she said softly: "He won't bring this matter to His Majesty's eyes right now, but he's just worried that he will keep investigating this matter."
"Do you need us to do something?" Xue Ying looked at Yun Qingyan and asked softly.
Yun Qingyan thought for a while, then nodded, "Well, keep an eye on Yun Yize, if his people are really investigating, then give them some trouble, and then give them a few casual warnings, I believe Yun Yize will understand what I mean."
Blood Shadow had no objection, "I see, princess."
So Xueying left, and Yun Qingyan picked up her own script again, and read it with relish.
At night, the moon was covered by mist, and no light could enter the Prince Regent's Palace.
In a secret room of the Prince Regent¡¯s Mansion, a man in black clothes was lying on the bed pale with pain, and the doctor beside him was giving him needles all the time. Every time the needle fell, the man¡¯s uncontrollable muffled sound would be heard. .
Seeing the man sweating profusely in pain, the doctor couldn't help but speak, trying to divert his attention, "My lord, as long as you survive this period, all the purple cracks on your body will disappear."
"How long will it take?" It may be that he hasn't spoken for a long time, but when Ming Zhi opened his mouth, his voice became very hoarse.
The doctor administered a few needles in succession, and felt Mingzhi's pulse, before he said softly: "It will be no problem in about three or four days. However, although the sir's method of forcibly removing the cracks works, your body will be afraid afterward." It¡¯s like falling into an ice cave every night, with pain tossing and turning, and you have to drink medicine to maintain it.¡±
There was a sudden silence in the secret room. It was very humid here, and the ticking sound of water falling on the ground could be heard vaguely, which made people feel more and more heavy.
After a long time, a soft murmur sounded from the secret room, "It's okay, it's fine like this."
The doctor looked at Mingzhi helplessly, but said nothing in the end.
The two were speechless, and the atmosphere was weird.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, the door of the secret room was opened from the outside, and then someone rushed in hastily.
"Ming Zhi A letter from Medicine King Valley!"
When Gu Xi arrived at the bed, seeing that Mingzhi's exposed skin was almost covered with silver needles, she couldn't help showing a look of worry, and asked the doctor softly, "How is he doing now?"
The doctor shook his head, "It's very bad, a little carelessness will make the disease worse."
When Gu Xi heard the words, his hands shook slightly, and then he looked at Mingzhi, "Do you read the letter from Yaowanggu?"
Even if the pain is so painful that it can make people faint, even if the body is weak, Mingzhi cannot make Mingzhi bow his head.
Enduring the pain in his body, he stretched out his hand, "Give me the letter."
"Shall I read it to you? It's hard for you to hold the letter like this now." Gu Xi looked at Ming Zhi with some embarrassment.
Ming Zhi still insisted: "Give me the letter, I can read it myself."
Gu Xi couldn't resist Ming Zhi, so he had to give the letter in his hand to Ming Zhi, but couldn't help but complained, "Sooner or later, you'll be forced to die, I really don't know who your temperament will follow."
Ming Zhi ignored Gu Xi's complaints, only quickly opened the letter, and then read it seriously.
The content of the letter is densely written.
Ming Zhi, your disease was controlled by the king for many years with the prescription, and now the king of medicine has improved it. If you follow the prescription in the letter for three days, you can control the disease and return to its original state.
However, don't be too happy too early. After this medicine is improved, it won't be able to suppress your condition for many years like before.
It can only suppress this disease for more than half a year at most, if you don't return to the Ming Dynasty after half a year, you will definitely die.
Do it yourself, Mingzhi.
Ming Zhi paused, and after reading the letter, he found a prescription. He handed it to the doctor with difficulty, and said, "Do as this."
The doctor was taken aback?After taking the prescription and taking a closer look, he instantly showed a look of joy, "Why didn't I think there is such a way? My lord, just wait, I will go to dispense the medicine right away."
After finishing speaking, the doctor took the prescription and rushed out of the secret room.
The only one left, Gu Xi, was a little shocked, and asked, "Does the people in Yaowanggu know about this disease?"
"I don't know, but Baili Xian knows." Mingzhi replied.
Gu Xi was taken aback for a moment, and understood instantly, "So, Bailixian asked the people from Yaowanggu to send this prescription over? Then your illness will be fine?"
Ming Zhi smiled softly, shook his head, and replied: "It's not too early to be happy, this is just helping me control the disease, and I still have to find a way to solve it half a year later."
"Half a year That's enough. I believe we won't be so unlucky that we can't even think of a cure." Gu Xi waved his hand, and finally showed joy.
Ming Zhi put this aside, took a look at Gu Xi, and asked: "During the few days when I was not in court, what happened in the capital?"
Gu Xi thought for a while, and said: "Su Guogong's recent birthday banquet, the princess should probably go, and the time is only three days later, are you going?"
Mingzhi pursed his lips, coughed lightly, and said, "Go, why not. I haven't seen her for a long time, and if I don't see her again, she'll probably be angry with me all the time."
"You young couple, I don't understand, but I think it's better not to hide your illness from the princess." Gu Xi shrugged.
Mingzhi smiled softly, "It's okay to keep it a secret, let her know, and then I won't be able to concentrate on dealing with Yun Yiyan and Ruan Wenjun."
Gu Xi sighed, and said helplessly, "Then you should get well soon, and don't look sick like this anymore."
"It will get better soon." Ming Zhi replied firmly.
In the following days, the Qingxin Pavilion was safe and sound, and Yun Qingyan was happy to be at ease.
She drew pictures casually, and then occasionally practiced against the blood shadow, so as not to be unfamiliar with her martial arts.
Originally thought that the days would be leisurely until Su Guogong's birthday banquet, but unexpectedly, a guest came to Qingxin Pavilion.
She opened the door to welcome him.
Yin Huan followed Yun Qingyan into the gazebo, and after sitting down together, she asked: "You came to see me today, what's the matter?"
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