The three hundred and twenty-fifth round

Mei Sanniang was shocked and touched the side of Qin Ying's neck, and found that there was still a faintly pulsating pulse, so she calmed down a little, and began to think about who to ask for a consultation. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

There is also a curfew. The pharmacy in the East and West City closed at the end of the day, and although the Yifang of Puguang Temple was open day and night, the Xihuaguan and it had long been like fire and water, and it would definitely not work to invite the monks there.

Thinking of this, Mei Sanniang was anxious. She trembled and picked up the lamp and candle, and when she went out, she asked Ah Bi and Sumire to take care of Qin Ying first, while she put on a purple cloak and rushed to Xihuaguan by car.

She remembered that there were two or three Taoists in the temple who had received Qin Ying's guidance in terms of medical skills, and hoped that it would come in handy at this time.

However, the Taoist people in the view all excused themselves with medical skills, and Mei Sanniang stood at the door of the Taiyi Palace, feeling helpless for a long time.

The last time she was at a loss, she stabbed the silver hairpin into Hou Junji's Tanzhong acupoint by mistake. She fell into prison and gradually became less afraid, just because she prayed to Qin Ying. Then Qin Ying really spent a lot of effort to save Mei Sanniang.

This time, she didn't know what to do. Qin Ying has been her reliance and backer in Chang'an for two years. She couldn't imagine that if Qin Ying couldn't survive, how would she support the house in Xingdao......

What's more, in the past six months as the master of Xihua Temple, Qin Ying has not done evil things, but has made a lot of efforts to promote the Tao and help the world and save people. Why did heaven give Qin Ying such an ordeal? Mei Sanniang couldn't think through it, and her eyes quietly turned red.

The Emperor went back to his room half a moment ago to rest, changed his robe and was about to sleep, when he heard the noise of people in the courtyard, he searched with his senses, and unexpectedly saw the lady with a graceful back.

It's her without a doubt. It's been a long time since we've met, but he'll never admit his mistake.

Dressed in a robe and out of the box, the Emperor of Heaven called out from a long distance. Knowing that she had forgotten everything, she couldn't help but want to feel nostalgic in this way.

Mei Sanniang looked back with feeling, she didn't know this young man in white, but she had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He bowed and said, "Just now I heard the discussion of the Taoist in Guanzhong, and I learned that the master of Guanzhong was seriously ill, so I dared to come to inquire. Yang recently lived in Guanzhong, and also received a lot of care from the Guanzhu, and was fortunate to learn some medical skills in his early years. ”

Someone took the initiative to ask Ying for a consultation, and she naturally said yes after returning the gift. Hurriedly greeted the person into the car parked outside the view, and she then sat in. Mei Sanniang cared about the defense of men and women, and never looked up at him.

The Heavenly Emperor could see her thoughts, and his gaze fell on the small table between the two of them quietly, and there was no half of the overstep.

He beheaded the incarnation and went down to Beijing just to see her. I met in the dark night and rode in the same car, and finally I had a wish.

Nothing to say all the way. There was silence in the carriage.

However, Mei Sanniang didn't feel embarrassed, as if they should get along like this. As soon as the thought slid out, even I was startled. Could it be that they really knew each other in the past?

The Emperor of Heaven looked at the window of the car for a moment, and the green cloth curtain shook with the car, and replied lightly: "We have never known each other. ”

Mei Sanniang lowered her head and buried it deep in her chest. How does that sound weird. It's like a lie that wants to be covered. But before she could think of anything, under the sound of the curfew, the car had already arrived at the door of the house in Xingdao.

At this time, the front and back yards are brightly lit. Everyone was either holding a basin of water or an incense case, pale and panicked. Mei Sanniang instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and trotted towards Qin Ying's wing with the hem of the heavy four-piece skirt.

The Emperor of Heaven fell behind her and sighed, and also strode into the round arch hanging flower gate.

Qin Ying's room was crowded with people, Mei Sanniang and the Emperor of Heaven had just come over, and there was nowhere to stay. Mei Sanniang raised her voice and asked the servants to go out, so that the Emperor of Heaven could get close to the soft couch and sit down to diagnose her pulse.

After a while, the Emperor of Heaven frowned and said: "Half a year ago, her pulse was damaged, her hard-earned cultivation was all scattered, her body was not good, and the illness she was born a few months ago took half of her life, and she could still hold it with a decoction." However, the past two months have been very busy, and the air and blood have been consumed, and the decoction can no longer hold on, so she will be in decline. ”

Mei Sanniang slipped down her tears after hearing this, made a big salute to Emperor Chaotian, straightened up and asked with a begging in her eyes, "Is there any way to save her life?" ”

The Emperor of Heaven looked at her, and his vision coincided with his memory.

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Although the Emperor of Heaven, the head of heaven and man, enjoys infinite blessings, he still seeks up and down in the sea of learning.

For example, in medicine, he had read all the books of the Nether mortal world throughout the ages. There is no disease in heaven and man, he is just watching to pass the time for a long time.

Occasionally, during the banquet, he had a conversation with Yaojun with medical prescriptions, and the Emperor of Heaven was also very fluent, which shows that few people can match his level of paper talk.

The early wisdom of the Emperor of Heaven is the consensus of all the celestials, he can preach in the Good Law Hall at the age of fourteen, and at the age of twenty, he can discuss the Buddha's path with others without messing around.

At that time, the plum fairy had not yet transformed, and the original body was raised in the embroidery courtyard, and the willow trees beside the road depended on each other, and a few small pink and white flowers on the thin branches bloomed sparsely, and they showed the appearance of withering before they bloomed.

Her original body was broken off by the older generation of Heavenly Emperors when they inspected from the Nether, just because there were no plum blossoms in the Heavenly Realm, the Old Heavenly Emperor took it back to the Heavenly Realm because of the novelty, but it was casually handed over to the Heavenly Maiden, who was in charge of flowers and trees, and asked her to take good care of it.

Maybe it's because the water and soil are not adapted, this plum blossom is getting weaker and weaker, and the person in charge, Ruixiang, checked the book of the nether realm, and put her next to the willow tree before her appearance gradually improved.

After raising it for a hundred years, the plum branch grew into a curling tree, and it also gave birth to a spiritual sense. Ruixiang reported it to the Emperor.

When he was a teenager, he didn't care about what happened to the flower branch that Aya folded casually, and asked Ruixiang to continue to take care of it and left the matter behind.

More than ten years later, at the Qionglin banquet, the Emperor of Heaven heard with his divine sense that a certain goddess on the right seat made a poem. The idea may not be very clever, but it is rare among the heavenly maidens.

Ruixiang felt the Heavenly Emperor's divine sense wandering nearby, and led Mei Xian, who had just composed a poem, to meet him.

This was their first meeting.

The Emperor felt that the child in front of him was quite insightful, and asked her half-jokingly and half-seriously if she would like to study with him. Who knew that she responded crisply, bowed three times in front of all the celestial guests, and asked him to be her master.

Thirty-three days of heaven and man are indulged in enjoyment, and few percent are willing to spend their brains on studying. The Emperor of Heaven knew very well that their karmic habits would be difficult to change in this life, and he just had to educate them on the surface, and he did not expect that he could reverse the comfortable atmosphere that had already become a trend.

When he was a guest in the east, he inexplicably met a child who loved to read, and the Emperor of Heaven didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

[Note] Such a Mary Sue's Emperor was set up by me in high school, if you want to fight, hit me in junior high school, and run away with the lid of the pot. (To be continued.) )