The place where Ling An lives is the East Street Courtyard, which is where Mingze Jinwu hides many Jiao. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 There are more women in the info.,The sources are nothing more than a few.,The palace maids who have some heads and tails with him in the palace.,The folk who look down on the people.,The beauties sent by others.。 All kinds of people, tall, short, fat and thin, of course, the innocent and charming ones have their own strengths, but they are all very confusing.

They don't worry about food and clothing, and there are people serving here, they are real coquettish guests, and worry-free food and clothing does not mean that they are not empty in mind and lonely in body. That's right, some of them did get close to Ming Ze's body, but most of them were still complete. After all, such a woman is comparable to the emperor's harem, and it is really physically exhausting to sleep one by one.

The women here get out of the house and get together to eat, drink, and chat, every time they mention the prince Mingze, they all blush and heartbeat, and their words are ambiguous, as if they have all waited for the prince and experienced such a ecstasy, in fact, most of them are still a chick. This is nothing more than to be strong in front of others.

Ling An was indifferent to this. Since beating her to get better, some women want to come to talk, and she has gone out to deal with it a few times, and after inquiring about the situation here, she will not go anymore. Those who were originally curious about Ling An lost interest in seeing her thin figure and withered appearance, and they no longer bothered her, but Ling An breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not that she doesn't feel that some of these people are armed with martial arts. Thinking that it was negligence on her part, he showed his feet and let Ling An take a look.

Thinking about it this way, this courtyard is also Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, so she doesn't go out anymore and recuperates with peace of mind.

Oh, during this period, Ling An learned the truth from the mouth of the envoy of the Zhang Yuan, it turned out that Ruan Chongyuan was not really Ruan Chongyuan, but the prince on the spot. At that time, Zhang Yuan's eyes were very subtle when he looked at Ling An, Ling An's head was not yet sharp, and when he heard it, he only felt that his head was buzzing for a moment, and his lips moved and he didn't say anything after all. What to say? If it weren't for the prince's approval, Zhang Yuan's envoy would not have told Ling An about this.

In the more than half a month since she woke up, she hadn't seen the prince again, and I heard that he had been grounded and removed from his position as a prisoner, so he hadn't had a good time lately. Miracle day in the middle of the night, she seemed to hear the sound of the fight, and also heard Mingying's voice, but she was probably too tired to be clear after all. There was nothing abnormal in the morning, and Ling An didn't pay attention to it anymore.

After being in a coma for too long, even if he has been eating and drinking well in the past few days, he still looks yellow and thin, Zhang Yuan's envoy diagnosed Ling An's pulse with one hand, and shook his head with the other hand, did he open his eyelids to look at Ling An, the old god was there, a row of tall and profound appearances.

Ling An knew that the medical skills of this envoy were not blown out, and the generation of Xinglin was not one or two brushes in his hand. How much did Zhang Yuan's envoy know about her situation, and how much she told the prince, she couldn't help but beat the drum in her heart.

"Uncle Zhang......"

Zhang Yuan's eyelids immediately closed.

Ling An pursed his lips and asked, "How is my condition?" ”

"Do you need me to say when you're sick?" The yin and yang weirdness that Zhang Yuan's envoy said made Ling An sigh in his heart, and he continued, "It's your fate, you can still live like this." When you first sent it, the pulse was almost uncheckable, and then the pulse was messy and difficult to distinguish, I am afraid it is not as simple as poisoning. Don't do anything stupid, girl. ”

"Uncle Zhang, are you teasing me? How could I be poisoned? Ling An looked surprised.

The envoy of the Zhang Yuan also hesitated when he saw her appearance, and it was still possible to distinguish whether he was poisoned according to his medical skills. But Ling An's vein is too weird, it is difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction, like poisoning but not like poisoning. He said that before just to deceive her, to see if she knew the reason for the weirdness of this body, but looking at her appearance, she really couldn't see anything, could it be that Ling An really inadvertently contaminated her with poison and she didn't know it?

Because of the relationship between Xiao Wang's imperial doctor, Zhang Yuan's envoy always took special care of Ling An and tried his best to save him. Because he specializes in art, he doesn't know much about poison after all, so when he encounters a situation like Ling An, he has to treat it even better, for fear that if she is really contaminated with a terrible poison, it will be difficult to treat.

Of course, Zhang Yuan's envoy is also well versed in the way of being an official, and he didn't dare to say anything about Ling An's abnormal health. How can things be clear, some things are said too clearly, and those who know too clearly will die sooner. Although he was halfway into the ground, he also wanted to have a few more years of peace, so he only told the prince that Ling An was injured on his body and had not eaten water for many days.

It's strange to say, he really doesn't know if Ling An has been poisoned, so he didn't give Ling An any messy antidote, but he didn't expect Ling An to slowly get better, and the pulse is gradually clear, it's really a miracle, he can't help but feel that Ling An's vitality is too tenacious.

"I don't know if I'm poisoned, but I can't see the doorway, and now as long as I have a good life, I can be fine." Zhang Yuan's envoy withdrew his hand and said while cleaning up.

Ling An breathed a sigh of relief, saying that her poison had been cured, and she didn't believe it. The poison of the old ghost, without his antidote, cannot be removed until death, this is only a temporary suppression. Since Zhang Yuan couldn't diagnose her, it means that she can finally rest assured, and she has completely survived the poison this time.

Ling An was in a good mood for a while, and when he ate an extra bowl of rice at noon, and when he wanted to add another bowl of soup, Hongdan came over. This red pill is a girl in the courtyard, and it is said that the prince got it back from the people, and it is still complete. She has a cheerful temperament and a big grin, she has been here a few times before, Ling An doesn't take much care of her, but this girl is a self-acquaintance, she completely ignores Ling An, she should come back. Sometimes when I see something delicious, I take it back, and I even pinch the food to rub the rice. She came a lot, and Ling An followed her, after all, this girl has a good temperament, and after being like this for a few days, Ling An actually liked her.

"Sister An An, look at what I got for you!" Hongdan Xianbao generally took out an oiled paper bag, opened it happily, and there were dozens of dark red balls inside, "This is the signature hawthorn balls of Zhangjiadian in the south of the city." There are a lot of things in it, it tastes refreshing, and the taste is sweet and sour. You may not be able to buy it in this queue, but I bought it for you. ”

Hongdan took one and stuffed it into Ling An's mouth, "You have to drink so much medicine every day, bitterness is also bitter death, this is the best to eat, to taste." Taste it. ”

Ling An ate it with the hands of the red pill, the taste was moderately sweet and sour, and it was really delicious. She was uncomfortable with this medicinal soup, not to mention that she had a sensitive tongue, every time she drank the medicine, it was a torment, and the water she rinsed her mouth was far more than she drank it.

Cast it with a peach, repay it with a plum. Ling An didn't have any good things, so he hurriedly gave her a few of the Ten Great Tonic Pills left by the envoy of Zhang Yuan. The two ate something together and chatted for a while, Hongdan took the things and left happily.

Ling An's eyes narrowed, and he smiled faintly, "Light skills are good......

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