"You said she woke up after taking that red pill?" Song Yanzhao was a little stunned, more surprised.

He also knew about that pill, and he also felt very strange about the fact that it was finally made from the blood of the eight maidservants beside Mu Jin.

Because it was a recipe left by Mu Jin's mother, Mrs. Luo, on her deathbed, since it was left on her deathbed, it must be a very important recipe.

But the strange thing is that Mrs. Luo only left the recipe, saying that Mu Jin might be able to use it in the future, but she didn't say a word about the preparation method and use of the pill.

This is really a bit illogical, since Mu Jin may be able to use it, why not leave the method and use?

Moreover, when Mrs. Luo died, Mu Jin was only three years old, how could she be sure that Mu Jin would be able to use such a strange method in the future?

Could she have predicted the prophet?

At that time, these doubts only flashed in Song Yanzhao's heart, but he did not delve into them.

Now seeing Yingniang nodding, Song Yanzhao suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on his back, and at the same time felt even more weird.

If it weren't for Holly who accidentally found out the pill by rummaging through things, if they saw the pill but didn't dare to give it to Mu Jin at all, would Mu Jin not be able to wake up?

Mrs. Luo left the prescription, but did not leave the preparation method and use, isn't she worried at all, Mu Jin can't make the medicine or doesn't know when to use the medicine, thus delaying her life?

This Mrs. Luo is really weird!

"What is she babbling?" Song Yanzhao thought for a while and asked Yingniang.

Yingniang frowned and thought about it, and shook her head, "I can't hear it clearly, what the lady said at the time was fast and vague, so the slave couldn't say it." ”

Song Yanzhao nodded, didn't ask any other questions, and turned around and went to Xinglin Hall.

Mu Jin was not at home, so he was naturally in Xinglin Hall.

In the process of disaster relief, Xinglintang was very dedicated to the victims and won the hearts of many people, so although they had just returned from the disaster area, there were many people who came to seek medical treatment.

Mu Jin didn't see a doctor, and when Song Yanzhao found her, she was sitting under the grape trellis in the backyard in a daze.

Because of the rain that has rained for many days this year, the grapes are very watery and full of grains, hanging on the grape trellises, swaying in the wind, and looking very pleasing to the eye.

Mu Jin was half-lying under the grape trellis, her eyes were slightly closed, the sun was shining on her face through the grape trellis, and her fair and transparent face was covered with a touch of powder, which made people want to come forward and take a bite.

Song Yanzhao unconsciously lightened his steps, and looked at the expression on her face almost greedily.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mu Jin opened his eyes and suddenly crashed into a pair of dark eyes with a deep smile.

She was stunned for a moment, and then bent her eyebrows, "You're here." ”

Song Yanzhao's feet that were about to step over paused, and his brows furrowed.

Now Mu Jin treats himself like those patients outside, polite and detached.

Suddenly, he felt the weight of the foot he had stepped on.

Mu Jin's eyes fell on King Fu behind him, and a trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to calm.

But King Fu still saw that complexity, his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up, he thought that the reason why he wanted to come with him despite Song Yanzhao's dislike was here, right?

He wondered why Mu Jin looked at him with such complicated eyes.

"Why did Mu Niangzi look at this king like that just now?" asked as soon as he asked, King Fu opened his mouth directly before Song Yanzhao opened his mouth.

He slowly walked up to Mu Jin and sat down on her right.

Song Yanzhao sat on her left.

Mu Jin blinked, "No, I just saw the prince and thought of some curing things." ”

King Fu was stunned, why did he think of curing the disease?

"It's just that I've been researching a disease similar to the prince's previous illness recently, and I want to know how the onion tube was ............ when I used the onion tube to save the prince before" Mu Jin tilted his head and looked at King Fu with a smile.

The corners of King Fu's mouth twitched, and he jumped up directly, "Uh, I remembered that, there is something to do temporarily, so I will leave first." ”

The most difficult thing for him to accept when he grew so big was the last time someone was inserted into that kind of place with an onion tube.

When he thought about it, he felt embarrassed, but the first thing he saw about this disease was Mu Jin, which made King Fu feel even more embarrassed.

Especially looking at Mu Jin's tone, it was clear that he wanted to discuss with him the details and feelings of the onion tube inserted.

He is a man and a little lady to discuss this kind of problem, and it is difficult to accept it when you think about it!

Therefore, as soon as Mu Jin started, King Fu couldn't help but jump up and make an excuse to leave.

He had forgotten all about what he had thought when he came, for fear of running slower, Mu Jin pulled him to ask carefully how he felt about being inserted into the onion tube.

"Go slowly, don't send it!" Mu Jin waved his hand with a light smile.

"It's so fun to tease him?" Song Yanzhao looked at her dotingly, smiled and shook his head.

Although he also felt that it was very relieving to see King Fu running fast!

The smile on the corner of Mu Jin's mouth narrowed slightly, glanced at him, stood up, and left.

Song Yanzhao was anxious and pulled her sleeve, "Jin'er, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Jin turned her back to him and didn't speak, but she didn't shake off the hand that was pulling her sleeve.

Song Yanzhao was bold and pulled her into his arms.

"I'm sorry, didn't I scare you this time, I didn't have time to report the news to you........."

Song Yanzhao thought that Mu Jin was angry with Princess Minghui for the same reason, so he was in a hurry to explain.

The body in his arms stiffened for a moment, and then pushed Song Yanzhao away with a slight force.

Looking at the suddenly empty embrace, Song Yanzhao panicked, and subconsciously wanted to pull Mu Jin into his arms again.

"Jin'er, what's wrong with you? If you're angry with me, you can scold me, you can beat me, but you can't ignore me. Song Yanzhao's voice carried a trace of inexplicable grievance.

Mu Jin turned his back to him and didn't look back, only after a long time did he sigh softly and said in a low voice: "I'm not angry with you, Song Yanzhao." ”

Didn't get angry with him?Then why don't you pay much attention to him?Song Yanzhao didn't believe it, and when he was about to say something, Mu Jin's low voice sounded again.

"I'm really not angry with you, it's that I remember a lot of things, and I'm a little upset, so I want to be quiet. ”

Song Yanzhao was shocked and a little surprised, "You mean those things that always appear in your mind?

"Well, sort of. ”

Song Yanzhao frowned, what do you mean?

"I'm in a mess right now, when I sort it out, let's talk again,"

Mu Jin turned around, her clear eyes were a little confused, she glanced at Song Yanzhao, lowered her head, "These days, don't come to me, when I think clearly, I will go to you." ”

With that, he turned around and strode away.

Song Yanzhao was left standing under the grape trellis for a while, and then left in despair.

As soon as he left, Mu Jin's figure turned out at the gate of the courtyard again, she looked at Song Yanzhao's back fixedly, her expression was complicated and difficult to argue, and after a while, Fang sighed faintly.