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"Xi'er, the palace is not the prince's mansion, don't be naughty anymore, you know?"

"Got it. Mu Chujin nodded with a watery gaze, crisp with an innocent and lovely playful energy, but Chu Juegao was still not at ease, holding Mu Chujin's hand for a long time and refusing to let go.

Concubine Li over there obviously couldn't wait. "Is there anything else to do with the prince? If there is nothing else, I will take the third lady of the prince and get into the car. Chu Juegao lowered his eyebrows and nodded slightly, but he was quite helpless.

Not to mention whether Mu Chujin can cure the illness of the prince Chu Yugao, if Mu Chujin is also infected with the plague, how should he make a choice at that time, but Mu Chujin's departure, Ye Lantian can be regarded as getting rid of the big harm in his heart, and his whole heart is comfortable.

Holding Chu Juegao's arm. "Master, you haven't listened to the slave's song for a long time, follow me back to Tao Pavilion, how about I play a song for my master?" She smiled charmingly and affectionately, and she couldn't hook back the soul of the man in front of her.

"It's okay, listen to this prince, have your piano skills improved? The face that was still sad just now stretched out at this moment, stretched out his hand to hold Ye Lantian's waist, and he left with a smile and a banquet with the woman in front of him. Mu Chujin sat in the carriage and began to eat the pastries in front of her, looking like a starving ghost reincarnated, Qin Se, who was sitting behind Concubine Li, pursed her lips disdainfully.

However, Concubine Li sat there like an old man from beginning to end and watched Mu Chujin eat, and poured a glass of water for Mu Chujin from time to time, helped Mu Chujin wipe off the pastry dregs from the corners of her mouth, and took care of Mu Chujin in all aspects. "I've always heard that your father passed on his medical skills to your brother and your sister, but I didn't expect you to know how to heal. ”

"Yes, my father taught me. Mu Chujin was busy eating, and nodded to emphasize that he knew how to heal.

"That's good, then my son Chu Yugao's life will be in your hands. A fierce light flashed in Concubine Li's eyes, and Mu Chujin just looked at her with her spare eyes, and she could feel the warmth of that fierce light.

It's a feeling of hating not being able to kill first and then quickly.

What is the spectrum in Concubine Li's heart, how can Mu Chujin not know that even the imperial doctor in the palace is helpless about the disease, she is naturally cured, but if she is not cured, she will not be able to survive if she is infected by the plague, no matter what, it is not a loss-making business.

Mu Chujin got out of the carriage when he entered the palace, and was led by the eunuch around the overlapping four-corner pavilions and spring green trees, through many palaces, and finally stood in front of the door of a mansion in the far corner of the palace, and the eunuch stood far away from the mansion and began to stretch out his hand to show Mu Chujin the past.

"That's where His Highness lives now, just go in by yourself. After saying this, the little eunuch hurriedly ran away, as if he was afraid that he would be infected. Mu Chujin stretched out his hand and grabbed the placket of the little eunuch's clothes. "Concubine Li said that you are serving me, where do you want to go, you will have to catch the prescription for medicine in a while, you will take me as a fool or what. ”

Mu Chujin turned his head to look at the little eunuch, there was no trace of distraction in his eyes, but the words he said were filled with joy.

The little eunuch's face collapsed suddenly, he looked bitter and miserable, he originally planned to bully Mu Chujin is fool, and he wanted to bring Mu Chujin here and run away, but where did he think that even a fool is not easy to bully.

"Just go in, and I'll stand here waiting for her orders. “

No one wants to die, not even the little eunuch in front of him.

"Then you should stand here, or I will tell Concubine Li to cut off your head. Mu Chujin said as she made a neck wiping motion with her hand on her neck, spit out her long tongue and made a death-rolling expression. The little eunuch shrunk his neck, and found a place that he thought was relatively safe, and stood there with a slight obscurity.

Mu Chujin turned his head and looked at the closed gate in front of him, the cinnabar red patent leather gate was bolted with two lion heads with teeth and claws, and the front of the courtyard gate was slightly dilapidated, and the gold and jade luxury in the palace that Mu Chujin saw when he just walked over, it looked slightly out of place, and Mu Chujin pushed open the door in front of him behind him.

There was a creaking sound, there was a feeling of old rust, and when I opened the door of the house, I could see more and more the dilapidated appearance in front of me, full of desolation and devastation, this is probably the most dilapidated place in the palace.

"The imperial doctors in the palace are afraid of their own lives and refuse to help me treat their illness, aren't you afraid of death?" The man was lying on a bed, it seemed that the bed was still clean, and he was the only one in the entire mansion.

"You are also a prince, why do you have no one to take care of you when you are sick, you are inevitably too down-and-out wolf," Mu Chujin squatted in front of Chu Yugao's bed, held Chu Yugao's wrist in his palm, and seemed to be very clumsy to treat Chu Yugao.

"I didn't let my mother send my concubine over again, those people who were infected with the plague were all sent out of the palace to be buried alive, I couldn't bear it, so I didn't let my mother send people over anymore. The man seemed to have to rest several times as he spoke, and even coughed as he spoke, coughing hoarsely as if he were tearing at his lungs.

"Go out too, the plague is so easy to cure. ”

Mu Chujin didn't speak, Chu Yugao stretched out his hand, wanting to push Mu Chujin's hand away from his wrist, but the whole person seemed to be prostration, and there was no way to take Mu Chujin's hand away from his wrist.

"My father said that hanging a pot to help the world is a great gift to himself, and he will die without regrets. Mu Chujin picked up the pen and ink from the table with a firm gaze, crookedly put a prescription on the rice paper, turned around and walked out of the room, standing at the door of the mansion and waving to the little eunuch.

"Take this prescription to the imperial doctor and grab the medicine. ”

The little eunuch faced the prescription handed over by Mu Chujin, and his whole face was about to twist together, Mu Chujin stuffed the prescription into the little eunuch's arms, turned around and walked back to the house, and closed the door with a bang.

The sun was loud, the sun fell in the middle of the courtyard, Mu Chujin was lying on the stone table in the courtyard and eating nonsense, a man with delicate eyebrows and eyes walked out of the room, the shade was mottled, there were dots of light, through the leaves in front of the door, falling on his face

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