"Monk, you said that if a person has a hysteria and feels that his body is itchy, he needs to scratch it all the time, but the more he scratches, the more he scratches, the more he scratches, the more he scratches, the flesh opens, even if he takes medicine, he can't stop itching, and the wound ruptures again before it heals, until there is no good skin in the whole body, and the wound begins to suppurate and fester. ”

"You mean, someone played a trick on the princess?"

"I don't know, but this wound is definitely caused by herself, and hurry up and get something for her to drink, I can't help it, it's so itchy." ”

Leng Junling was impatient, now she was the one who felt the pain of the princess, she didn't have a masochistic fetish, and now this body was torture with every breath.

When the monk heard this, he finally woke up from his meditation, made a pretentious "call", and took out a small porcelain bottle half the size of a palm from his sleeve, handed it to the palace people around him, and ordered: "Pour out three drops, mix it with a glass of water, and feed it to the princess." ”

"Wait, Master, does this know what poison the princess has?

The ridicule on the manager's face was not even hidden, he had seen enough of these charlatans during this time, just like the one who pulled out before the monk, and he had to pour another poison into the princess, saying that he was going to fight poison with poison, he saw it as a group of crazy people!

"The difference between the adults, how is it by meditation, the poor monk has only settled, and there is a short exchange with the princess's divine body, and then he found a way to temporarily wake up the princess, this bottle is a detoxification holy product, and the pieces are mixed with water to feed the princess. ”

"Steward. ”

The palace people didn't dare to move, and their eyes cautiously looked at the old man's face.

"Since the master insists on this, if the princess does not wake up or has other problems, don't blame the old slave for saying ugly things ahead, you have such a beautiful head on your neck, but you are about to move. ”

"Don't worry, the poor monk still needs to be faced. "I suppressed the hand that wanted to touch my neck, and I always felt that the back collar was cold.

After all, his handsome face was earth-shattering, and he was once able to make his senior brother jealous and beat him with a blue nose and swollen face, how could he not want this face.

"This princess is so pathetic. ”

"It's like a guinea pig trying out medicine. ”

Leng Junling sighed, who did this princess provoke?

The palace man then carefully poured out three drops of viscous and clear liquid from the bottle, mixed it with a small glass of water and carefully fed it to the princess, Leng Junling pretended to be unconscious and let the water that was fed to his mouth spill half of it, drank half a bowl of honey water, pinched the time was almost up, and only opened his eyes faintly when there was still one-eighth of the third incense left.

The monk roared in his heart, but he still couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, this ghost servant of his family is now the uncle, and the uncle is finally willing to open his eyes.

Leng Junling didn't admit that she was playing with the monk, and a slight trilling sound came out of her mouth, as if she had just woken up and was still immersed in pain, and she didn't have the strength to say any words, but the palace people waiting on the side whispered in surprise: "Your Highness is awake, Your Highness Thirteen is awake." ”

"Awake, really awake?"

The manager was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he ran eagerly to the princess's bed at a trot, and when he met Leng Junling's eyes, he knelt down on his legs, and the tears flowed out like a sluice gate: "Your Royal Highness, you are really awake, and the old slave will report to Your Majesty." ”

Leng Junling is now pretending to be a woman who doesn't even have the strength to speak, of course there will be no action to stop the manager, the manager took his sleeve and wiped his tears and rushed out of the hall, that posture is like beating chicken blood Yes, this kind of diligence and the meanness just now are simply like two people, the monk watched a face-changing stunt, exchanged glances with Leng Junling, and quietly waited on the side to prepare to watch the play.

It didn't take long for the old emperor to come tremblingly, looking at this age, at least seventy or eighty, Leng Junling was a little surprised, it is really rare for the emperor to live to this age, he was followed by another group of people, the more conspicuous were two middle-aged men, called "little sister" in their mouths, it seemed that they were the princess's brother.

After that, Leng Junling lay quietly, his eyes expressed a little eagerness, and he could watch the old emperor cry in front of his bed with his concubine son, his father really felt sorry for his daughter, and the two brothers were also a little sincere, but the concubines were more perfunctory, but the voices of those concubines were still more harsh, Leng Junling was irritable for a while, and the knife was inadvertently thrown on the monk: "You hurry up, it's annoying." ”

The monk smiled secretly in his heart, watched Leng Junling eat and was beautiful for a while, and waited until those concubines were almost crying before he stopped it: "Your Majesty, the princess has not recovered yet, so it is not appropriate to be sad." ”

"You are ······"

The chief steward immediately stepped forward and whispered a few words in the emperor's ear, and the old emperor's expression immediately softened: "Oh, it's the master who saved the emperor, quick, master, please take a seat." ”

The old emperor spoke, and the monk's treatment immediately made a qualitative leap, the chief manager put the stool next to the emperor, and when the monk sat down, the old emperor said: "Master, they all say that my son is poisoned, but no one can detoxify it, I don't know if the master has a way?"

"I have my own way, but it takes some time to prepare the antidote, and before the antidote is ready, the princess needs to recuperate, and she needs to drink the wood spirit nectar I brought three times a day without interruption. ”

"Is this sure that the master will be able to cure my son?"

"Naturally, the monks don't speak, and the poor monk can not only wake up the princess, but also make the princess heal. ”

"But ·······"

"But what?" the old emperor watched as the monk sold Guanzi.

"I want the princess's body to heal as soon as possible, and there are still some things to prepare. ”

"It's simple, Feng Quan'er, you will prepare whatever the master wants, and you will stay in Qifeng Palace for the next few days. ”

"This... It's Your Majesty. ”

The manager was a little reluctant, but he didn't dare to show it.

After the old emperor was persuaded away by the prince and the concubine, the monk asked people to cover all the windows of the Qifeng Palace, ensuring that even if the sun rises in the sky, there is no trace of sunlight penetrating in, and the people who enter and leave every day can only be the princess's personal palace people, and he is in the side room of the princess's bedroom to retreat and develop an "antidote".

"It's hard to die, this princess is really unlucky. ”

Leng Junling temporarily broke away from the princess's body and floated back to the monk's side.

The monk smiled when he heard this: "It's hard work Siniang." ”

"Monk, did you say that this matter is too smooth, there must be a demon in the abnormal, or I'll go out for a walk tonight?"

Leng Junling couldn't be idle at all, instead of watching the monks meditate here, it was better to go out for a walk.

"Okay, be careful. ”

"I went. ”

Leng Junling happily floated out, she remembered seeing a lot of good things when she entered the palace.