Chapter 1813 The Face Is Stained with Joy
Chapter 234 The face is stained with joy
The servant who was chasing after Qin Ya saw Liu Zheng's posture, hurriedly stopped the two people behind him, turned his head and whispered a few words to them before retreating.
The servants here just retreated, but the servant girl who came out with Liu Zheng changed her face, "Doctor Liu, the servant girl was only ordered to accompany you back to pick up the things. Is it the slave's life?"
Liu Zheng paused slightly, thought for a while, took off a sign from his waist, and said: "There is an emergency at the princess's side, I must go to see the situation first. In this case, you can go to the Fuzhong Medicine Hall to get what you need first." Then I stayed there for a while, after I saw the princess, I went to look for you, and when I went back together, I didn't see anything unusual."
The maid thought about it carefully, and although she knew that this method was feasible, she couldn't help but hesitate a bit when she thought of the consequences of being discovered.
Qin Ya was watching anxiously, seeing that the servant girl was still unwilling to speak, she simply grabbed Liu Zheng's sleeve, dragged him and walked forward, "There is no need to delay, Doctor Liu, follow me first Let's go, if you trouble this girl, do as Doctor Liu said."
After a while, she had already walked a certain distance, the maidservant didn't dare to shout and chase after seeing this, and she could only compromise if she made a noise and caused herself to be punished.
When Liu Zheng went back with Qin Ya, Qin Lin could hardly bear it any longer, and wanted to go out to find a doctor. At this moment, Qin Ya came with Liu Zheng, and hurriedly stood up, gesticulating with hands and feet , indicating that Liu Zheng is coming to heal Moshanghua.
Liu Zheng's eyes only stayed on Qin Lin for a moment, then he fixed his eyes on the unconscious Mo Shanghua behind him, and hurried away.
He didn't even have time to calm down from the panting caused by the trot all the way just now, so he grabbed Mo Shanghua's soft white wrist impatiently, and lowered his eyes to check his pulse.
Qin Lin and Qin Yajie huddled beside the bed nervously, trying to restrain their breathing, for fear of disturbing Liu Zheng.
As he expected, the current situation is far worse than when he just left.
Just now, it was just a disturbance of her inner breath. Looking at it now, she must have adjusted it by herself, but the result was improper control, so that the true energy leaked out and flowed into the meridians. It has already scattered in the meridians. At that time, it is certain death.
Thinking of this, Liu Zheng's heart trembled, his complexion complicated.
The best and fastest way right now is for someone with profound internal energy to help her sort out her internal energy, guide her to bring the scurrying internal energy back to her dantian, and then he will assist her with silver needles passing through the acupoints, as well as pills to heal internal injuries , it will gradually get better.
But he doesn't even know how to embroider his legs, so why talk about this method.
If you use the other method...
Absolutely not, that method is really dangerous, if it is not controlled properly, the internal force will directly rush into the heart veins, causing the heart arteries to collapse.
...
Through the half-opened screen window, Nan He looked at Liu Zheng who had already followed Qin Ya away, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and his quiet and beautiful eyes darkened slightly.
So, it's time to invite that person back.
Thinking of this, she closed the wood-grained carved screen window, returned to the side of the bed, opened the secret passage and walked in.
After traveling in the dark passage for half an hour, I just exited through another exit.
At that time, she was already outside the city gate.
It should have been dark, quiet and peaceful outside the city, but now it is different from the past. There are rioters everywhere, and the corpses of the guards in the city. However, it seems that the battle has passed for a while. The guards in the city who clean up the mess are just doctors.
Nanhe carefully avoided the guards, and followed the marks left by their people along the way, practicing lightness kung fu and looking outside the city.
When they arrived at a remote field on the outskirts of the city, they saw a small group of hidden guards in black clothes wrestling with more than a dozen disabled people, and the situation was obvious. A disabled mob is just the end of his strength.
With a glance, Nan He passed Yan Beicheng who was standing not far from the scuffle, the deep color in his eyes was completely hidden at this time, and then he raised his lightness kung fu and left.
"My lord." Nan He lowered his eyes, cupped his fists, and spoke respectfully, but his slender body was still as straight as a pine.
Yan Beicheng's cheeks covered by most of the cloak were expressionless, and his thin lips were slightly parted, "What's the matter."
Such a cold and emotionless voice caused Nan He to have different thoughts in his heart. She was very curious, what would happen if he knew about Mo Shanghua's current situation.
Although she thought so in her heart, there was no flaw on her face, and she said: "The people arranged by Wang Hao came to report that Wang Hao vomited blood and fell into a coma after healed that one. The situation is unknown now."
Yan Beicheng's original deep and cold eyes suddenly burst into waves, and his eyes, like ice and storm, suddenly fell on Nanhe, "What do you mean by unknown situation? You can't even do this when the king is not here. Okay? Where's Liu Zheng, can you send him?"
"My lord, you forgot. You told me that Doctor Liu must stay at my place for one night before he can convince everyone." Nanhe responded calmly with his expression unchanged.
No one can see, her hands hanging down by her side have been clenched into fists uncontrollably, the unwillingness suppressed for a long time in her heart, the pain poured out uncontrollably, tightly entangled her like a silk thread, no matter what she did Can't get rid of it.
The funny thing is, just now, she thought she wouldn't feel any more, but she didn't expect it to still be like this... Pain.
No matter, no matter, this is also a reminder to her, don't forget the pain of Mo Shanghua seizing her love.
Even she didn't know it, but her lowered eyebrows and eyes were already stained with self-mockery.
Fortunately, Yan Beicheng didn't notice her expression. Now Mo Shanghua's pale and extremely weak appearance began to appear in his mind. Thinking of this, his pupils shrank violently, feeling unprecedented worry in his heart.
However, he did not blame Nan He, but looked sideways at the person in the same black clothes behind him, "Mo Ling, clean up."
"Yes." Mo Ling didn't have any objection, and bent down to answer with cupped fists.
As soon as Mo Ling finished speaking, Yan Beicheng's figure rose into the air like a gust of hurricane, and in an instant he landed on a fast horse and flew away.
After he returned home, he didn't have time to change clothes, so he broke in through the window of Mo Shanghua's room. Fortunately, Liu Zheng had already invited Qin Lin and Qin Ya out.
Even so, Liu Zheng was still taken aback, the silver needle in his hand almost pierced the wrong acupuncture point.
How did Yan Beicheng care so much? He took off his cloak and walked quickly to the front of the collapse, "Why is she still asleep? What's going on now?"
Liu Zheng took a closer look and saw that it was Yan Beicheng, there was no surprise on his face, he put down the silver needle and leaned over his luggage before saying: "Princess suffered internal injuries, and now her internal breath is disordered, and her meridians are in disorder."
After a pause, his face was stained with joy, "This minister was just about to use the worst strategy. Since the prince is here, why not help the princess sort out her internal strength first, so that this minister can continue to diagnose and treat."