Chapter 690: I am afraid not sick

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Dangling, waiting for Luo Qingyi to go to Qimingzhai of Qinglong Street, it is almost noon.
Did not say hello in advance, Nangong is not there, you can know that Luo Qingying and Nalan came, and after a while, he also hurriedly came. When I first yelled at the two people: "Zi Qing, Qing Yan, why don't you come early, let me run so far."
Nowadays, Nangong Temple has been sealed as Yi Wang, which means leisure and happiness. It can be imagined that Nangong Temple has always ignored the political affairs. The preference for doing business has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. It is because of his character that the prince who has always been the king of the king should go to his own fiefdom, but Nangong still stays in the capital, just because it is the base of his various businesses. If he leaves, he is afraid of poor management.
Nan Gongqing did not care, although he and Nangong Yu had changed from brother to monarch, but the trust was still the same. Being able to climb the throne, his two brothers' support is also inseparable. Nowadays, the weather is smooth, Guotai Min'an, and he is also from the South Palace.
Nalan’s night still looked faint, but there was a warmth in the eyes:
You want to come to see you here. If you are not there, you will not be notified~EbookFREE.me~ His book is of interest, Nangong煜 only when she has any thoughts, her eyes are bright: "Is there any good story written? Just now, the business of the recent study is very good, and I have to launch a few new stories to ensure that I earn a lot of money.

Looking at the way he looked at the money, Luo Qing couldn't help but smile: "Look at you, thinking about making money all day long, don't care about the palace. Don't know what happened recently?"
Fortunately, the current Nangong Temple is completely freeing itself, only doing what you want to do, and not worrying about other things. He said that he had a glimpse: "What happened in the palace? Oh, you are the mother, my brother, Honger?"
"You still know that you are a brother of the brothers, and you don't care at all." Luo Qingyi pretended to blame: "That is the only queen of the Queen Mother, but it is still so small, you really do not care."

Nangong 煜 suddenly looked awkward, quite helpless, can only transfer the topic: "Hey, you are tired all the way, go upstairs to sit, I make two pots of good tea, let you taste I just got The autumn lake of Yunhu."
"What spring tea autumn tea, I have never heard of it." I saw that he did not want to mention, Luo Qing grinned, did not mind, and Nalan night along with Nangong squatted on the second floor of the study. Across the stairs, upstairs and downstairs, there are two world environments.
The first floor is filled with a variety of books, poems, copybooks, papers, pens, etc., as well as folk shopkeepers, courtesy of guests, full of commercial atmosphere. But on the second floor, it is quiet and distant, sandalwood, two or three beautiful maids standing side by side, the corner of Lan Xiang Mo Bao, tea is pleasant, completely a residence of an elegant hermit.
"You can't see it, you will still enjoy it in Nangong." It is totally different from Nangongyu. Luo Qingying is not so polite, and will not honor the two kings or Yi Wang, and call his name. However, if it is against Nangong Qing, she will no longer call her name as usual. The name "Your Majesty" not only shows respect but also the difference in identity between the two sides.
Seeing that Luo Qingqi took up the teacup, Nangong煜 introduced the origin of this Yunhu autumn tea to the two people with great interest. What is special about it, other teas are most suitable for spring, but this tea will only sprout in autumn, how to Precious and so on.
Just chatting for a while, Luo Qingyi turned to his own purpose.
"correct……"
Nangong’s face is a bit more worried, but it’s another flash:
In fact, I know the Queen Mother. After all, it’s one of the youngest emperors, and my youngest brother, but since I’m young. You are, I don't have to worry about it. I told the Queen Mother before, let her come directly to ask you, but she said that I am sorry to disturb you, let the doctor see it first. This is not, in the end, it is not for you to shoot, but I am relieved, what kind of medical skills are you, and you are guaranteed to see the results immediately?
Nalan didn't speak at night, although he also believed in Luo Qing's medical skills, but this time it was a little different.
If it is really sure to cure the disease, why should the young man delay for two days and return to see the medical book? Did you directly cure it? It can be seen that things are not as simple as imagined, and there may be something special.
He is a little woman, still quite understand.
"You believe me so much?" Luo Qingxiao smiled and looked at Nangong.
"Nature!" Nangong 煜 没 没 没 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯 脯
Luo Qingyi suddenly became a serious man, and he smiled and said: "This time you can guess wrong. I am afraid that even if I really shot, I took the medicine and took the needle. It is estimated that it will not work."
Nangong was suddenly surprised: "Ah, you are... what do you mean?"
Is there a disease that Luo Qing can't cure? No way!
Once his emperor was stabbed, hurting the viscera and bleeding, so dangerous, she did not find the medicine to cure the emperor in the end? Now, this little emperor, he heard that he can sleep well, can't he still be cured?
Did not answer immediately, Luo Qingyi waved: "I just suspected that it has not been finalized, so I came here to overturn the medical book and want to confirm it."
It turned out that Nangongyi immediately let people move all the medical books, so that Luo Qingyi slowly looked through.
The various books in Qi Mingzhai, although they were all put in from Nanzhao after the opening of the study, almost covered all that he could collect. Whether it is Dongwan or the Southern Wei, as long as it is a separate book, it is received by him at a high price, and it is a collection. As for whether he is interested or not, it is another matter.
As the saying goes, there is money to do things well. Although Qi Mingzhai’s nearly 100,000-volume collections cost Nangong’s huge silver money, the result is good. Luo Qing’s medical books that he wants to see are all here. Slowly looked at more than two hours, Luo Qingyi did not say a word, but the look is more and more dignified.
"How, young, is it not found or really so serious?" Nangong 煜 tempted.
After finishing the last page, Luo Qingyi glanced at the two books that had not been seen. Finally, he closed the book in his hand and said: "Maybe as I guess, the little prince’s illness is not that I can cure it. ""
This time, even Nalan night was a little surprised: "What, green, so serious?"
"It is not a serious condition, but the opposite is true - I suspect that the little prince is actually not sick!" Luo Qingyi said with a look: "Since it is really ill, it is not natural that I can cure it."
Although the situation of the young prince has not been seen by hand, Luo Qingyi has already had a preliminary diagnosis. Last time she looked at the face of the little prince, touched the pulse, and asked the basic situation of the maiden. She had some doubts that the little prince was suffering from a rare 'sleepwalking disease'. I wanted to check the medical book to confirm it. Thinking about it, I feel that it is not possible.
In the past life, Luo Qingying has treated a case of sleepwalking patients and has done corresponding research. Sleepwalking is commonly known as "disorder", which means that you suddenly get up and do activities during sleep, then sleep and wake up to know nothing about the activities during sleep.
When I first heard the signs of the little prince, Luo Qingyi first thought of sleepwalking, but the little prince is only one year old. If it is said that sleepwalking, it is really ridiculous. Because true sleepwalking occurs mostly in the child's six to twelve years of age, and sleepwalking has a certain hereditary nature, but she has never heard of anyone in the West Chu royal family who has such symptoms.
Since there is no answer in the book, Luo Qingying can only see the symptoms of the small prince.
Temporarily put the treatment of the disease aside, Luo Qingyi and Nangong煜 chatted for a while, and asked about the marriage of Nangong’s nephew. Nangong’s listen to the emperor’s decision to get a recruit to choose the Hummer’s candidate. I can't help but feel so funny.
"My emperor is also in trouble. If it wasn't for her own death, where would she get to this point?" Nangong stunned and looked like a mysterious look: "You are afraid that I don't know, she has always wanted to face. I am afraid that this time I will not be grateful to the emperor for giving her a move, but she will be disgusted."
"My future brother-in-law, I am afraid I will be unlucky."
The joke is over, Luo Qingyi can not care if Nangong is happy, will not be angry, the weather is getting late, she and Nalan night will leave, and the next day there is something to be busy.
On the following day, Luo Qingying confessed to the palace and entered the palace. As a result, the Queen Mother waited for her, and immediately passed her in and asked about these two days. Luo Qinglu naturally can not say that the little prince is afraid of not being sick, but also needs final confirmation.
"Green, the mourner is really afraid of death, and even sleeps at night."
I haven't seen it for two days. The Queen Mother is even more embarrassed. His face is full of worries: "You don't know, yesterday, Honger was sick during the day, and the scared sorrower didn't know what to do."
"What, even in the daytime?" Luo Qingyi suddenly noticed the seriousness, "What about the little emperor now?"
The Queen Mother just wanted to answer, only to listen to the maiden girl Su Yun hurriedly came: "The Queen Mother is not good, the little prince... the little prince has another episode!"
When he got up, Wang Tai’s face changed: "What?"
Luo Qingying and his eyebrows wrinkled, immediately said: "Take me to see."
It is not too late, Luo Qingyi also planned to ask questions, and wait until the night when the little prince became ill, and then carefully observe, who knows that during the day, it will happen.
The little prince lived in the partial hall of the empty temple, not far from the Queen Mother, and the group quickly rushed over. The Queen Mother walked in front of her, and the fire was almost running, and Su Yun was next to him, fearing that she would fall. Luo Qingying also stepped up and hurried, trying to see what was going on.
Not yet to the partial hall, Luo Qingying heard the sound far away.
In front of a green and blue glazed moon door stood two palace ladies, an anxious look, and a figure swayed past, chasing this, eagerly called: "Little prince, little prince ... milkmaid ask you Going away! What the are you doing?" The voice was anxious, and almost all of them were crying.