The expression on Si Jizhi's face has not changed, but his eyes are flashing with thoughts, as if two thoughts are at war in his heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dai Ranyue stood aside obediently this time, silently waiting for him to decide.

After all, compared to herself, Si Jizhi has been Sister Si's senior brother for so many years, so he naturally understands Sister Si's character better than her, and only by understanding Sister Si can he make a better choice for her.

But after a long time, Sijizhi still didn't move.

Just when he couldn't stand still, Si Jizhi suddenly spoke:

"Is it really okay for us to make decisions for her like this?"

The little junior sister has always been an assertive person, and there are some things that maybe he shouldn't overstep the blame.

For example, in the current booklet, how to decide, how to decide, the choice should also be in the hands of the little junior sister.

"Let's go."

Dai Ranyue raised her head: "Where to go?" ”

Si Jizhi had already turned around and waved the booklet in his hand, and the wind was mixed with the young man's clear voice:

"Will this ...... Show it to your sister Si. ”

Hearing this, Dai Ranyue's eyes flickered, and she quickly kept up with Si Jizhi's footsteps.

The previous absence of wind was only a temporary tranquility, but the wind on the mountain became tighter and tighter, and the snow on the ground was blown up by the wind, and in just a few breaths, there was no trace of the footprints of a few people.

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"Witch Luoshen, fairy jade."

Jun Mowen looked at the scrolls on his desk and was slightly distracted, since he found these scrolls, he knew that he had painted so many paintings before.

On the painting, there is never anything else, only the Tsinghua woman dressed in white.

However, he had doubts in his heart, he liked to paint her so much before, so why did he ...... now

Looking at the white paper on the other side of the table that had not moved, Jun Mowen sighed slightly.

Right now...... Why can't you put pen to paper......

Looking at the scrolls again, Jun Mowen took out a pair of unfolded ones, and the woman in white on it was holding the medicine cup, and drank the bowl of medicine in her hand with a natural expression.

Thinking back to Yifeng's elegant facial features, Jun Mowen's eyebrows gradually frowned when he didn't notice it.

He always felt ...... What has changed......

Compared to the style of ritual in the painting, the current style of ritual seems to be a little different.

While pondering, a message from the eunuch came from outside the door: "Your Majesty, Miss Yifeng is here." ”

was stunned for a moment, and Jun Mo pondered: "Invite her in." ”

The footsteps gradually approached, Jun Mowen raised her eyes to look at Yifeng, and her gaze seemed to stop at the hairpin between her inky hair.

Sensing his gaze, Yifeng approached with a smile and put the soup bowl in his hand on the table: "Your Majesty...... Why don't you speak? ”

Hearing her ask, Jun Mowen retracted his gaze, and the corners of his lips gradually smiled: "Yifeng, can you be a doctor?" ”

"Healing?" Yifeng's heart tightened, and he kept a smile on his face and was a little worried: "Is Your Majesty uncomfortable?" ”

Jun Mo smiled warmly: "Yes, there is some discomfort." I look at these picture scrolls, there is a portrait of Yifeng and you diagnosing people's diseases, I think you are a doctor, why don't you come to help me diagnose the pulse. ”

He looked at Yifeng with a pair of gentle eyes, but what he said was beyond doubt.

Draw?

The afterglow of the wind glanced at the scrolls of the scrolls, and his heart sank.

Jun Mowen couldn't remember the thoughts, so he mistakenly thought that the person in the portrait was her.

At that time, she also admitted that now if she says that she does not know how to heal at all...... Wouldn't that be suspicious......

She wasn't afraid of being suspicious, but she couldn't let him doubt her.

Thinking of this, Yifeng raised his head with a faint concern in his eyes: "My medical skills are only superficial, since Your Majesty has opened your mouth, then Yifeng will show Your Majesty." ”

Saying this, she stretched out her hand to invite Jun Mowen to sit down, and slowly touched Jun Mowen's pulse.

Jun Mowen's eyebrows frowned undetectably, and the moment Yifeng's hand landed on his vein, he could feel her fingertips tremble slightly.

But he didn't say much, just quietly watched the look on Yifeng's face.

After a while, Yifeng took his hand away: "It's not a big deal, I think Your Majesty just came in to work, as long as you have a good rest." If Your Majesty wishes, I can write a prescription for Your Majesty. ”

As he spoke, Yifeng picked up the pen in front of the case and listed the herbs on the list.

She really doesn't know how to heal, but the tonic soup sent these days is all boiled by her personally, and she naturally figured out what medicinal materials are in the soup.

At this time, Yifeng couldn't help but rejoice, fortunately, she never faked the matter of Jun Mowen.

"I will naturally drink the prescription of Yifeng." Jun Mo heard this, saw the prescription put away, removed the undrawn white paper on the case, and looked at Yifeng.

"It just so happens that you are here today, I am looking at some picture scrolls, there are many things that I can't remember clearly, why don't we look at them together and make a memory."

Recall?

Yifeng subconsciously took a step back, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Yifeng?" Sensing the abnormal reaction of the person next to him, Jun Mowen opened his mouth and called.

Calling his name, Yifeng closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to cover his forehead: "Your Majesty...... I'm feeling a little sick......"

As soon as the words fell, Yifeng felt a pair of warm hands holding her, and Jun Mowen's gentle and worried voice was in her ears: "Uncomfortable? Do you want to see the imperial doctors? ”

Being cared for like this, Yifeng felt a slight warmth in his heart and shook his head: "I'll just go back and rest and rest." ”

Jun Mowen looked at her and paused for a while: "Someone is coming." ”

Soon two maidservants came in with their heads bowed:

"Send Yifeng back to the palace, if she has any discomfort, come to me immediately."

……

When Yifeng left, the little eunuch outside the door walked in: "Your Majesty? ”

Jun Mowen opened the prescription in his hand, thought for a while, and said slowly: "Call a few imperial doctors over." ”

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In winter, it gets dark very early.

By the time the Imperial Physician arrived, the Imperial Study had already been lit.

Jun Mowen looked at the group of imperial doctors kneeling in front of him, and handed the prescription to these imperial doctors: "There is something wrong with this prescription. ”

Although they didn't know where His Majesty came from, the imperial doctors didn't dare to ask, so they had to look carefully at the prescription in their hands according to Jun Mowen's instructions.

After reading it, several people looked at each other, and the oldest imperial doctor spoke: "Back to Your Majesty, this is just an ordinary prescription to nourish the gods, and there is nothing wrong with it." ”

"Really?" Jun Mowen's eyes became more and more complicated.

It is a recipe for cultivating the gods, and it is also the one he saw with his own eyes.

After being confirmed, Jun Mowen still didn't loosen his tight eyebrows, why did he always have a strong feeling......

What went wrong...... (To be continued.) )