Faced with such a scene, Yang Mo didn't know what to say, so she had to return the salute one by one.

Ding Yuan judged: "I have written a note and sent it to the imperial court, and I have made it clear that Miss Yang's new medicine for acne sores has been clear, and now no one has been sick in the epidemic area for two consecutive days, as long as you wait for the plague for another month, it will be eliminated." ”

When Ding Ke said this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and if they were able to successfully complete the errand, the stone in their hearts fell to the ground.

Yang Mo knew that the Ding Yuan's judgment wanted to ask the court for credit for her, but in fact, the credit was nothing, as long as the new medicine could be implemented, and then she would be content to return home and reunite with her mother.

Yang Mo came out of the treatment center, returned to the courtyard and was just about to take off the cloth towel on her face, when she raised her head and saw a person standing in the middle of the courtyard, the tall and straight figure made her stunned for a while, and it was not until he turned his head that she recognized it as Dong Zhao.

I don't know why, every time she sees Dong Zhao, she is slightly stunned, the scene when she first saw Dong Zhao is still in her mind, the haggard and thin Wenzheng prince and the heroic figure in front of her can never coincide.

Yang Mo stepped forward and saluted.

Dong Zhao suddenly remembered that when he was wounded and entered Beijing, he thought that as long as he handed over the fold, he would be spared the crime of defeat of the soldiers behind him, and let them return to Beijing to reunite with their parents, wives and children. He walked home, pushed open the door of the house, and unloaded the burden on his body, but he fell ill without expecting it.

Since Miss Yang rescued him, somehow he has a vague obsession in his heart.

Not only the country, but also a family will need him to support him in the future, and he will be more careful no matter what he does in the future.

Yang Mo didn't understand why Dong Zhao didn't speak, so when he raised his eyes like this, the eyes of the two people collided together, Yang Mo's eyes were full of inquiry, Dong Zhao was as firm and restrained as ever, and he also had some different emotions.

Dong Zhao said: "The court issued an official document asking Miss Yang to return to Beijing. ”

Liu Chengling said it before. She didn't think it would be so fast, after all, the plague had not been eliminated, Yang Mo said, "When will you leave?" ”

"It's time for the will to come down in the next few days," Dong Zhao said with a slight pause, "It is a good thing that the Ding Yuan judged that it is a good thing for Miss Yang to write a recital, but it is inevitable that some people will be unwilling to return to Beijing, if it involves Miss, as long as I think that there will be no major event, I will report the situation here to the imperial court as it is." ”

It turned out to be a reminder not to panic no matter what happens.

Yang Mo's jaw head.

"When it comes to the Yang family, don't come out yet." Dong Zhao said in a deep voice, "It's not a good time to overturn the case, so as not to be taken advantage of, once it involves the imperial court, it is difficult to say." ”

Yang Mo raised his eyes, a little surprised, not to mention the affairs of the court to a stranger, even to the ladies of the family will not speak casually, originally thought it was just a small turmoil, but now he faintly felt that something big would happen.

Yang Mo bowed his head and saluted. Seeing Dong Zhaoyun's official boots, the boots did not move at all and had no intention of leaving, Yang Mo had to wait quietly.

Miss Yang lowered her head, and the collar was slightly dark. In summer, wearing such a thick gown will inevitably feel stuffy, the cicadas on the trees keep chirping, Dong Zhao raised his head and saw the mother-in-law at the window looking at the pot.

Dong Zhao put away his gaze, turned around and walked out.

Yang Mogang felt his throat dry. It was a little difficult, and the boots in front of him moved, and after walking past her, he strode out of the yard.

Yang Mo couldn't help but thank Dong Zhao from the bottom of her heart. Every time we met, she didn't feel too much pressure, and she always got it right.

Yang Mo returned to the room, and the mother-in-law in the house had already brought the freshly brewed tea, "If the prince doesn't leave, I'm afraid that this sour plum soup will be hot." ”

Yang Mo picked up the tea bowl and drank it, the cold sour plum soup in the mouth, couldn't help but make her squint comfortably, she didn't expect to be able to drink the iced sour plum soup at this time, she didn't care about it on weekdays, and at this time, she felt happy when she drank it in small sips.

"Anything else?" Yang Mo looked at the mother-in-law next to her.

The mother-in-law smiled and groaned, "It's a big pot full." ”

Yang Mo looked at Qiu Tong, Chun and the two of them, who were also sweating profusely, "Let's have a drink, let's go out after a while." ”

Qiu Tong and the two refused to drink, Yang Mo said it again, and the two girls picked up the teacups.

After resting for a while, Yang Mo instructed Qiu Tong to prepare a medicine box to remove the stitches from Liu Chengling's wound.

Watching Miss Yang walk out of the courtyard, Ah Jiu hurriedly greeted and spoke, "You are here, everything is ready, and you are waiting." "Seeing that Miss Yang is in a good mood today, Ah Jiu is slightly relieved, the two of them don't see each other much these days, and they don't have much to say, the young master lets the painting be sent every night, and the painting is returned the next day, and it has been grinding for a few days.

He finally knew that the young master could actually become a good person.

Yang Mo smelled a very familiar ink fragrance when she entered the house, there was a painting on the table, Yang Mo quickly glanced at it, it was Liu Chengling's three-sleep picture sent every day, she hadn't seen it clearly, Jiang Ping had already laid a clean cloth towel over there, waiting for her to disinfect and remove the stitches.

Yang Mo walked over and opened the box, took out a delicate small clip, picked up a soft cotton cloth and dipped it in spirits to disinfect, then gently cut it and slowly pulled out the thread, then rinsed it with the adjusted salt water, and then applied a soft cloth, "The wound has grown, you still have to avoid the mouth on weekdays, and the soft cloth on it can be taken off until it is scabbed." ”

Miss Yang lowered her head and focused all her energy on healing her injuries, and Liu Chengling also sat there quietly, as if looking at the half-opened book on her lap.

Jiang Ping is really like an ant on a hot pot, turning over and over on both sides of his butt is about to be scalded.

Yang Mo sorted out the tools in her hand and was about to leave, but walked through the bookcase but saw the cinnabar that had been adjusted on the side, Liu Chengling seemed to be going to make changes on the three sleep maps, should it be to change the color of the sleeping doll's clothes, she still felt that the cyan gauze shirt was the best, Yang Mo wanted to speak, but after thinking about it, she confiscated the painting, and now she is worried about something.

Two muffled coughs came from behind, Yang Mo stopped, turned his head and turned his head to see Liu Chengling turning his head to cough.

Yang Mo looked at Ah Jiu next to him.

Ah Jiu frowned, "It's not good to wake up in the morning, and I don't know if it's a pox." ”

Then why didn't you say it earlier, Yang Mo opened the medicine box again, and took out the pulse pillow inside, she had learned how to diagnose warm fever from Imperial Doctor Yao in the past few days, and acne was one of them.

Yang Mo calmed down and came to the consultation, but after a long time of diagnosis, she felt a little confused, "Otherwise, let the imperial doctor come over for diagnosis." "She just came to remove the stitches, and she just wanted to get them done right away and left, and she didn't pay attention at all.

As soon as he took his hand down, he heard Liu Chengling's voice, "You are not afraid on weekdays, why do you have to leave in a hurry as soon as I speak." ”

Qiu Tong, Chun and the two glanced at each other, and they didn't think about whether to step forward to protect the young lady and leave, or stand next to them to listen, but when they raised their eyes, they saw Jiang Ping beside Liu Chengling, and their two eyebrows were separated like two boots taken off, full of pleading expressions.

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I didn't mean to get stuck here...... (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. )