Chapter 464: Medicine, works?
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My Rebellious Vicious Concubine
- 萱草
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- 2021-03-01 10:40:14
"Wang—" The last few characters were swallowed down, and there were palace guards not far from the door of the temple.
He came over and looked at Nangong Ning and Jun Qianye with a smile.
"Prince, Princess, why are you here?"
"Fat old man, you didn't go back all day and night, my concubine was not at ease, come to see you." Nangong Ning looked at Zong Lao, a little funny, this fat old man should be suffocated here all day long.
As a medical sage, he does not serve in the palace, but follows Jun Qianye's side just to be comfortable.
He was very free in the Regent's Mansion, and this freedom was in all aspects.
This is the respect that Jun Qianye gave him.
This is also the most important reason why Zong is willing to follow.
Loving Zong Lao, the most annoying thing is to enter the palace.
The last time I diagnosed that butterfly beauty was forced by Emperor Fengtian, this time it was forced by Jun Mohan again.
Sure enough, when the old man heard Nangong Ning's words, he gave his grievances again.
After speaking Zong Lao, he said with painful expression: "Prince, princess, you should take your husband away from here! The old husband really can't stand it, that is too great, it is sick!"
"If he is not ill, he won't ask the fat old man to come." Nangong Ning said a little funny.
"Tomorrow." Jun Qianye never said a word, suddenly said so.
When Zong Lao heard it, one face was full of unhappiness.
Nangong Ning asked: "What happened to the Emperor?"
Upon hearing this, Zong Lao told Nangong Ning what he saw.
Nangong listened, twisted his eyebrows, and thought for a while, and said, "He has been put down in the body, and this cup bug is still a relatively advanced one."
"Really?" Although Zong Lao had already expected it, he was a little surprised when he heard it. "I didn't expect that someone in the world really knew how to do it, but who gave it to him?"
Nangong Ning glanced at Zong Lao and did not answer.
Although Zong Lao is superior in medical skills, he does not understand.
Regarding the person under the cup, she is still just guessing, although she feels that ### 不离 十.
But she does n’t really understand that person. There are still many secrets in the other person, and she is not clear at all.
Finally Nangong Ning said, "Not sure. But how long is he still?"
Zonglao responded and said, "It won't last long."
Nangong thought for a while. The Lord Xiao went to look for the desert worms. After he recovered the desert worms, he could explore some of the situation about the cup worms in Emperor Fengtian's body.
So for the time being Emperor Fengtian could not die, at least before Xiao Zongzhu returned.
"Fat old man, find a chance and give this to him." Nangong Ning took out a small bottle.
Zonglao took it, opened it and sniffed.
"This"
"This is a combination of best-in-class medicinal herbs and some poisons, which can paralyze the nerves and ensure that the drug user's body is not lost." Nangong Ning explained actively.
When Zong Lao heard it, he immediately understood the meaning of Nangong Ning.
"This medicine can temporarily suppress the abnormality in his body, and can protect his body for a short time?"
"Yes." Nangong Ning frowned.
In fact, she knew that Xiao Zong had given Feng Tiandi the medicine to suppress the cupworm before leaving, but obviously, it was not very useful.
She didn't know why.
But it always feels weird inside.
However, she has confidence in her medicine, at least to ensure that Fengtiandi will not die within three days.
"Well, there is still a lot of opportunities for the husband to give him medicine, but the husband really doesn't want to stay here anymore. The husband will go crazy again!" Said Zong Lao with a pitiful expression.
Nangong smiled and said with a lip smile: "Relax, Lord said that if you let you out of the palace, you will be let out."
"Okay, that old man is here tonight and have a good night's sleep, and he will return to the royal palace tomorrow!" Zonglao was happy.
Nangong Ning and Jun Qianye did not stop anymore. They went out through the window of the side hall and went straight out of the palace.
Wait until Nangong Ning and Jun Qianye entered the palace.
In an alley not far from the palace, a dirty beggar curled up suddenly moved.
He quickly left the alley, entered another alley, and then turned around into a small yard.
The small yard is not small and small, it's very common everywhere, and it looks very inconspicuous.
After the beggar entered, he entered the side room, then expertly opened a secret passage, and entered.
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In the dark channel, the light was dark, but he was very familiar with the general, walking very fast, and finally he came to an end. With the light, he entered a ground palace.
"Come back? How is it?" A cold voice laughed in the dim light.
The beggar trembled when he heard the voice, and seemed to be extremely afraid of the master of the voice.
With a dirty face, the pupils tightened tightly, and they knelt down and walked on their knees.
"Master, the slaves saw them enter the palace, and then for about an hour, they went back to the palace again without taking anyone."
"It seems that the situation in the palace is not good." The cold voice laughed with a faint excitement.
The beggar dared not speak.
The cold voice sounded again: "How's it? Not sad? That is always your biological father."
"No, that's a minion's enemies, I can't wait to bite the bones and drink blood!" The beggar's voice revealed the extreme resentment, gritted teeth.
"It seems you are really sober!" Laughed the cold voice.
"Yes, thanks to the Lord for his gift, so that the minions can be sober." The beggar hurriedly said so.
"Haha, you really know the current affairs!" The cold voice smiled proudly, "Relax, as long as you are honest, that little baby in your body will not hurt you, you can do it right You will get what you deserve. "
The beggar raised his eyes and stared at the man hidden in the dim light.
"Thanks to the master, if the master is not, the leg of the slave will not get better! The slave remembers the favor of the master and will never forget it!"
"Your legs can get better. Thank you for that little baby in your body." The cold voice was a little weird.
"The slave knows!" The beggar's eyes were full of fear, but soon he thought of something, and he said firmly, "The slave knows, ask the master to give an order, and the slave must be done well!"
Who knows the cold voice said: "You don't need to do anything for the time being, you can use your current outfit and give the deities who are staring at the Regent's Palace."
"Yes!" The beggar responded, got up without hesitation, and quickly went out of the original underpass.
After leaving, he quickly left the courtyard and headed towards the Regent's Palace.
Early the next morning, Jun Qianye sent a person into the palace.
Tell Jun Mohan that he is unwell and needs Zong Lao to return to Wangfu.
Jun Mohan immediately wanted to refuse, but at this time, Taiyi Song came over and reported: "The emperor, the emperor, after taking the medicine, he fell asleep."
"What does it mean to fall asleep?" Jun Mohan was taken aback, for a moment he did not understand.
Song Taiyi explained: "I just fell asleep and slept very much, probably because I was tired, so I would not wake up in a short time."
"How long is it?" Jun Mohan asked with a frown.
Song Taiyi thought for a moment and said, "At least six hours!"
Jun Mohan was taken aback.
Six hours, which is a whole day.
But just as Song Taiyi said, Feng Tiandi is really tired these days.
Do not eat or drink, have been struggling and rolling on the ground, and still make howling noises, most people can not bear it, let alone Feng Tiandi is an elderly?
"Are you sure you just fell asleep?" Jun Mohan still had some doubts.
Yesterday Zong Lao also said that Feng Tiandi could not hold on for long.
"Yes, the pulse is much more normal than before, and the breathing is very stable, but he sleeps very heavily. Zong Laosheng said that it is best to let the Emperor himself wake up naturally, and do not wake him up. .
Jun Mohan twisted his eyebrows and asked, "What medicine did you just persuade?"
Previously Zong Lao and Song Taiyi also prescribed medicine to Feng Tiandi, but in that case Feng Tiandi could not take the medicine at all.
Song Taiyi said: "It was configured by Mr. Zong, using a lot of precious medicinal materials, Wei Chen thought, probably those medicinal materials played a role."
Jun Mohan listened, his heart was fluctuating, but he felt that the matter was a little weird, but Song Taiyi's statement also seemed to be fine.
Just thinking, Zonglao came over by himself.
"The emperor, the old man has given medicine to the emperor. The emperor is temporarily insignificant. The old man wants to go out of the palace first."
Originally, the regent's palace sent people to invite Zong Lao to return. Jun Mohan knew that the so-called Jun Qian Ye was unwell, but it was a matter of reason, but at this time, he could not stop Zong Lao.
"That being the case, you go out to the palace to go back to the old gentleman first. Uncle Wang is also unwell, so just ask the old man to go back."
When Zong Lao heard it, his eyes brightened, but it wasn't good to show anything. By the way: "So, the old man must go out of the house quickly."
Jun Mohan glanced at him and had to say, "Okay, then you go out of the palace, but if there is something wrong with your father, please ask Mr. Zong to come back and work harder."
"Good to say!" Zong Lao now feels that as long as he leaves the palace and wants him to come, that is dreaming, so no matter what Jun Mohan said, he agreed for the time being.
Jun Mohan is not a fool, knowing that the old man in front of himself is dealing with himself, but he can't be like anyone else! Had to wave, send someone to send Zong Lao out of the palace.
Zong Lao will not blame him for thirty-seven twenty-one, as long as he can let him out of the palace, he will be happy!
Not far from the Regent's Mansion, the beggar curled up in the alley where no one paid attention, and saw Zong Lao entering the Regent's Mansion from a distance. Left.