Jing Lu instructed Jin Zhuo, prepared pen and ink, no need for others to hold the pen, Jing Lu insisted on moving the pen to the table, and looked at Mu Xi with expectant eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mu Xi shook his head helplessly, and whispered three prescriptions, Jing Lu seemed to enjoy the process very much, carefully wrote them down one by one, and asked Jin Zhuo to hand it to Mu Xi for inspection, as if a student was anxiously handing over his homework to Mr. and waiting for Mr.'s acceptance.

Strong and powerful handwriting, subtle and persistent style, Mu Xi clearly understands the meaning of the prince who has to write in person, between the pen power, although the writing is full of the names of some medicinal materials, but between the lines of the pen, it is full of tenderness.

She was slightly sour in her heart, and handed the recipe to Jin Zhuo as usual, and told them one by one:

"The first recipe is a decoction for the prince to heal his wounds; the second recipe for the same prince; The third recipe is to give it to the Seventh Mother. ”

After the words were finished, Jing Lu and Jin Zhuo both looked at her silently, their eyes waiting for something.

In the end, it was Jing Lu who asked first: "What about your recipe?" Why is it all for others? ”

"These recipes are all handed over to the imperial doctor to prepare, mine, I will hand them over to the witch doctor separately to prepare later." Mu Xi replied disappreciatively.

Jing Lu's face immediately turned displeased, and he was about to say something, when Ershu walked up to him from outside the door and whispered softly in his ear.

Mu Xi turned her head and looked at the sky outside the window, the change in the weather was now her most concerned thing.

"Mu Xi, you have a good rest, I have some things, go and deal with it, just now I saw Shuangshuang already waiting outside the door, presumably the meal has been prepared, you eat something first, I will come to see you later."

Jing Lu was helped up by Ershu and whispered.

Mu Xi nodded slightly, silently without more words, there was only one name in her mind now: Yu Lang.

Watching Jing Lu follow the guards out of the courtyard, Mu Xi asked Jin Zhuo to find Xiaoxia, who was preparing meals with Shuangshuang in the kitchen.

"Sister, the food is ready, will you eat now? The ones that the prince prepared for you are all delicious, full of color, flavor and flavor, I have tasted it just now, it is delicious! Xiaoxia still tasted the aftertaste of the meal, and ran to Mu Xi beautifully and said.

"Xiaoxia, go and ask the seventh woman to bring the prince over and send all the people in the courtyard out, I'm not feeling well, I want to be quiet."

Mu Xi's calm and low voice made Xiaoxia immediately lose her naughty mind, listen carefully to the command, and replied with full of aura:

"Sister, Xiaoxia understands."

Xiaoxia flew out, Mu Xi couldn't be idle, she felt that her physical strength could still hold on, holding on to the bed frame, Jin Zhuo immediately stepped forward to help, and finally, stood up steadily, not as weak as she imagined.

"Master, are you going out? Outside, I'm afraid it's going to be windy. Jin Zhuo looked at the slightly swaying branches and the cloudy sky outside the window, and said worriedly.

"Then you have to be faster, before the wind and rain, you take the cloak, by the way, bring the medicine with you."

Mu Xi walked out slowly with a determined gaze, Jin Zhuo quickly took all the things in response, trotted to Mu Xi's side, and carefully guarded the side.

Outside the door, under the big tree in the courtyard, he was firmly tied to the trunk of the tree by layers of iron chains, the blood on the wound of the whipping had scabbed, his clothes were torn into strips of cloth and hung on his body, the iron chains were directly strangled into the flesh, and even his breathing was extremely suppressed.

She came to him with a gentle footstep, his once strong shoulders now savagely bound, his arms pulled back as far as he could, chains running down from his shoulders to his ankles.

The black cloth bag was over his head, as if he heard a sound, and the head that had just been lowered immediately raised high, tilted his head left and right, carefully distinguishing the sound.

"Why do you want to cover it," Mu Xi asked as she tried to keep her calm.

As soon as Mu Xi's voice blurted out, he immediately struggled desperately as if he had been woken up by an electric shock.

This voice had been missed in his heart for too long, and finally, the familiar voice was in his ears, and his heart, which was as heavy as stagnant water, was immediately stirred up by a huge wave, this voice was so close, right in front of him, he struggled, wanted to tear the black cover on his head, wanted to take a closer look at her, let him twist his head, how he struggled his body, in exchange, except for the silent gasping and the sound of chains, all he gained was the pain of being tightened.

"Master, there were guards by his side, but he was just kicked out by Sister Xia, and this prisoner has been covered like this since he entered this courtyard." Jin Zhuo stepped forward and responded softly.

"Take the hood off," Mu Xi ordered.

"Yes" Jin Zhuo put the cloak in his hand to the crook of his arm, and walked quickly in front of him, he was slightly half a head taller than Jin Zhuo, and when Jin Zhuo stepped forward, he lowered his head slightly, which saved Jin Zhuo a lot of strength.

This is why everyone doesn't know that Lin Yulang is still alive, and the prince has never let him show his true face in front of everyone.

When the cloth bag was removed, a sad-faced Yu Lang appeared in front of her, she raised her eyes, he looked down, when the four eyes met, the two were silent, but the two hearts with mixed feelings were bursting out of the lava ten thousand feet high.

If the internal force in his body is from him, then his skill will inevitably be greatly damaged, the man in front of him, let Mu Xi love and hate, his gaze, carefully examined her back and forth from top to bottom several times, and finally focused his eyes on her right shoulder, which was where he hurt her.

What happened after she was put in a cage? Does that gray world really exist? Is it really him who says he wants to protect himself with his life? In the dream, that deep kiss, is it real? She had a myriad of questions to ask, and he was the only one in the know, but she stared silently into his eyes as he silently looked up at her.

Now, not only is it not the time to answer these questions, even if he asks, he can't answer, his lips twitched slightly, as if he wanted to laugh, and like crying, several times tangled back and forth to change his expression, bound too tightly by the chains, he tried to raise his head, looking at her silently.

Yes, he was dumb, he was dumb from her poison. Mu Xi couldn't imagine that he had also used this method of poisoning people, and it was still on him.

If, the answer to everything is focused on him; If, all the torture he is suffering now is to punish him for the harm he has done to her; If he is really the one who is willing to protect her with his life; So, he was not caught, but threw himself into the net, willingly, is he atoning for his sins?

The thick protective layer in Mu Xi's heart was peeled away layer by layer, flowing with blood and tears, mixed into sour and bitter, silently flowing in the body, extending to every acupuncture point, all of which were reported with bursts of tingling.

"They said you were dead." After being silent for a long time, Mu Xi said coldly, her eyes also looked at him very carefully, from the outside, Hongxia took care of him very thoughtfully and meticulously, his face was still so handsome, and the hair bundle on his head should have just been disrupted last night, which looked a little vicissitudes.