"Your Highness, wait a moment." Qi An was very polite and bowed down to Jun Moxi, turned around and went to the hall to report, and after a while, the voice of Jun Moxi came.

Jun Moxi raised her chin slightly, even when she met the emperor, she still raised her head, in her previous life, because she was ridiculed by everyone, Jun Moxi didn't know the royal etiquette, and secretly how much she suffered to have today's achievements, with steady steps, the skirt will not tremble at all, and the golden hairpin on her head will not swing indiscriminately.

"Sons see father, emperor, mother."

Inside the golden palace, Jun Moxi squatted on the soft blanket, hung her small head, and waited for the familiar voice to come from above.

"Flat." When Emperor Jun Qianyi's familiar voice came, Rao Shijun still trembled slightly with his current concentration, and after a lifetime, she finally heard her father's voice again, her father was still there!

"Thank you, Father." Jun Mo Xi slowly got up, this time the visit is the heaviest time for Jun Mo Xi to bow down, she can finally be sure that the real Qi Qi is coming again, she Jun Mo Xi has everything she has is still there, in this life she Jun Mo Xi is no longer a lamb to be slaughtered, she must also keep a Qi Qi!

"Don't pity, come." Jun Qianyi struggled to prop himself up, sat on the edge of the bed and beckoned to Jun Moxi who stood up, even on such a haggard and black face, the cloudy gaze looked at Jun Moxi with the same kindness as always.

Jun Moxi lowered his head slightly, took a deep breath secretly, and walked towards Jun Qianyi with a soft smile, while sitting quietly was Jun Moxi's mother Gongsun Yun, the current queen.

"Father, are you feeling better today?" Jun Mo stepped forward obediently, smiled at Gongsun Yun, looked at Jun Qianyi worriedly and said, that appearance almost coincided with the previous life, and there was no difference in the slightest.

"My father is old, and my body is useless, and this Hanyang will have to rely on you in the future." Jun Qianyi took Jun Moxi's small hand and sat on the chair on the side, and the touch from that hand made Jun Moxi's heart flutter again, this is her father's temperature, she remembers.

"No, my father will live for a hundred years." Jun Moxi lowered his eyes slightly, looked up at Jun Qianyi with a smile and said, "The imperial doctor will have a way to cure my father, but my father is just sick." ”

"Hehehe......" Jun Qianyi laughed.

"Father, you said that you want to teach your sons archery, and the queen mother said that you hope that your sons can rule the country and martial arts can be generals; My father said at the time that he was okay and he was not allowed to cheat. Jun Moxi's slightly childlike tone made Jun Qianyi and Gongsun Yun both smile and bend their eyes, and the originally dull atmosphere in the room also changed.

"Good, good...... Father taught you archery. Jun Qianyi stretched out his hand and nodded Jun Moxi's little head, his eyes were full of smiles.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Just when Jun Moxi was still about to say something, Jun Qianyi suddenly coughed violently, his face became more and more white, the abnormal paleness, and the eyes that were already a little cloudy made Jun Moxi feel distressed for a while, knowing that Jun Qianyi was tired, Jun Moxi didn't stay long, and retreated after saying a few words.

She remembered that her father's illness had always been the responsibility of Imperial Physician Zhang Yuan of the Imperial Medical Department, in her previous life, she was young and ignorant, and she only knew that her father was sick, but she never specifically examined and inquired, and now she thought that she was so stupid at that time, until after her father's death, she asked a little, but because the matter passed, there was very little information that could be found.

Outside the dormitory, Jun Mo Xi looked at the closed door, put away the soft expression in the room, regained his calm face again, looked at Qi An slightly sideways and shouted, "Manager Qi." ”

"The slave is here, what does Your Highness command?" Qi An bowed in response.

"The person in charge of my father's illness is Imperial Physician Zhang Yuan and Imperial Physician Zhang?" Jun Moxi's lips seemed to have a very soft smile, but his eyes exuded a deep light, Qi An, who was questioned, was slightly stunned, then raised his eyes and quickly glanced at Jun Moxi, lowered his head, Jun Moxi didn't ask much, leaned over slightly and thanked him and turned away, it seemed that this question was just a temporary rise.

Qi An raised his head, looked at Jun Moxi's petite back in the distance, and fell into contemplation in his eyes, as if he couldn't understand why Jun Moxi came to such an inexplicable question, and he didn't ask about His Majesty's condition, it was really incomprehensible, Qi An shook his head and continued to guard the door of the dormitory, seemingly unmoved.

Jun Mo regrets to remember Qi An, Qi An was also the chief eunuch in the previous life, but Qi An died violently soon after the death of his father, thinking that he was wiped out, Qi An should be regarded as a usable chess piece, of course, it must be used well.

"Lingzhi, go to Xuanzhang Imperial Doctor to diagnose and treat the palace, I just woke up and my head is still a little dizzy." Returning to the prince's bedroom, Jun Mo Xi sat on the soft couch, looking at the delicate peony flower in front of him, the corners of his mouth bloomed with a faint smile, which was obviously caressing the flowers with pity, but why was there a cold chill in his dark eyes.

"Slave and maid, please go and please." Lingzhi didn't think much about it, turned around and invited someone, Jun didn't hesitate to do it, he played with the peony flower, his slightly smiling expression seemed to have never changed, and the corners of his curved mouth rose tirelessly.

"Minister Zhang Yuan, see His Royal Highness the Prince." A middle-aged man in his fifties, kneeling at Jun Moxi's feet with a medicine box on his back, Jun Moxi lowered his head slightly, looked at the kneeling person in front of him, and a light voice sounded: "Raise your head." ”

Zhang Yuan raised his head according to his words, with an extremely ordinary face, with a small beard, looking like a doctor, extremely honest, being stared at so unscrupulously by Jun Moxi, he was actually a little uncomfortable.

"You're Zhang Yuan?" Jun Mo Xi turned his gaze, waved his hand and motioned to the waiting maid to take down the peony flowers on the table, slightly rolled up his sleeves, and leaned on the table elegantly and asked.

"The minister is Zhang Yuan."

"Bengong was in a coma due to falling into the water, and now I still feel a little dizzy, so let's diagnose this palace with Imperial Doctor Zhang." Jun Mo Xi bent the corners of his mouth and made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Yuan.

"Obey." Zhang Yuan got up and took out the diagnostic tools, Jun Mo Xi stretched out his white wrist and asked Zhang Yuan to take the pulse, Zhang Yuan took out a roll of gold wire in the box, and the maids stepped forward to tie it for Jun Mo Xi, because Jun Mo Xi was a noble person, and he was a woman, although Zhang Yuan was a doctor, he still wanted to avoid suspicion, and this way of diagnosing the pulse was called the suspensory pulse diagnosis.