There is a national temple in Dachu, its name is called Lingtai, sitting in Cangqian Mountain, dignified and simple, avoiding the world and dust.

The rarely popular Lingtai Temple is brightly lit at night, and the temple is lit up as bright as day from a distance.

In a courtyard in the southeast corner, a crowd of people was bustling with people, all of whom were craned their necks to look into the main house, and a few whispers were heard from time to time.

"I don't know what happened to Miss Three and Miss Seven, but don't really have something wrong."

"Miss Seven is okay to say, but the third lady in that room is now the heart of the Hou Ye, if it really can't be saved at this moment, it is not our servants who are in trouble."

When the words fell, a few young servants couldn't help but sobbed in a low voice.

At this time, the head of the house was lying on a simple wooden bed, with only a thin quilt under him, a pretty face as white as snow, and his eyes were tightly closed, as if he was unconscious.

An old man in his fifties sat in the room through the gauze tent, took out a red thread from the medicine box, Feng Yue saw this, took the other end and slowly stretched it open, tied the red thread at one end of his hand to Jing Shengwu's right wrist, and the old man pinched the other end of the thread.

After a while, he said with a solemn expression: "The third young lady's qi and blood deficit is too heavy, and she can't swallow the medicinal soup at the moment, I'm afraid it's not good." ”

"How can you do a bad word! If my young lady can't be saved, beware of returning to the mansion and picking off your head! ”

The old man's face turned pale when he heard this, and he smiled bitterly: "The third miss is too seriously injured and the road in Cangqi Mountain is difficult to walk, and the road has been delayed for a long time. ”

Anyway, pick up the pen and write down the recipe.

Feng Yue pinched the prescription and followed the doctor all the way to grab the medicine, and when she saw the piles of maids and women gathered in the courtyard, her face immediately darkened, and she said angrily: "The third lady needs to recuperate, what are you mourning in the courtyard, and then let me hear which one of them is bad luck to see if I don't break her mouth!" ”

The voice fell, and suddenly people scattered as birds and beasts.

"Miss, why are you doing this?" Feng Yue boiled the medicinal soup, helped Jing Shengwu's weak body, and pouted and complained while passing it to her mouth spoonful by spoonful.

Jing Shengwu's face was bloodless, but his eyes were amazingly clear, and he slowly hooked the corners of his lips, and said: "You have to do a full set of plays, hundreds of pairs of eyes of all sizes are staring at it, and I am afraid it will not be possible to show them a dying look." ”

Hearing this, Feng Yue's little face was wrinkled, and she muttered: "Rong Shizi also said that the Breathing Pulse Pill is extremely strong, and the young lady has not had a good physical foundation since she was a child, so it is not suitable to use it without permission, although the internal injuries are disguised, but the Breathing Pulse Pill is real in terms of air and blood." ”

Jing Shengwu was silent, Rong Chu was not a compassionate person, although the Ximai Pill had drawbacks, he could take it, that is, he had measured it in his heart, for him, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages, even if it was so, why didn't he want her to use it?

Jing Shengwu smiled, she was a ruthless person with him, so naturally she couldn't talk about joy, anger and grievances, and each took what he needed.

"After tonight, there should be news in Bianjing City." Jing Shengwu muttered in a low voice.

As she said, before the sky dawned, the door of the Hou Mansion of Qi'an was wide open, and Jing Zhengming was dressed in a sedan chair and headed towards the palace. At the same time, the old prince Rong, who had not been out of the palace for many years, also hurried to the palace.

"The old minister knocks on the emperor."

"Uncle Rong Wang will be exempted from the courtesy and give him a seat."

Although the old prince Rong is over sixty years old, his body is tough and strong, and his eyes are amazingly bright.

Jing Zhengming had just arrived, and when he saw Old Prince Rong at this moment, he was busy bowing and saluting, and said, "Old Minister See Old Lord Rong." ”

Old Prince Rong waved his hand and said, "This king has been idle for many years, and he should not bow to Qi Anhou." ”

When the emperor heard this, a trace of unclear meaning flashed in his eagle-like eyes, and his eyes turned between Jing Zhengming and Old Prince Rong, and he said loudly: "Qi Anhou has always acted steadily, but this morning he entered the palace while the palace door was locked, and Uncle Rong Wang has not asked about political affairs for many years, and he is the same as Qi Anhou today, but what happened to him?" ”

Hearing this, the old prince Rong's face suddenly became gloomy, and he snorted coldly, and said: "The emperor also knows that my Rong family has been passed down from generation to generation, and only Rong Chu is such a lone seedling, although this kid has been withdrawn since he was a child, but after all, he is the only grandson of this king

Rong Wangfu is fair. ”

The emperor's face was gloomy when he heard this, and he said in a deep voice: "Uncle Rong, don't worry, I will investigate this matter thoroughly." ”

After finishing speaking, his eyes fell on Jing Zhengming, and he said again: "Qi Anhou entered the palace in a hurry, what is the so-called matter?" ”

Jing Zhengming did not hesitate for a moment when he heard this, and immediately knelt on his knees, and said with a sad expression: "The old minister begged the emperor to be the master, as the old prince Rong said, the ministers and their entourage were also intercepted and killed, the gangsters were fierce, the guards and servants in the house desperately came back to deliver the letter, the maid was able to be the close man of the third daughter of the old minister, and several arrows were in danger at the moment, and the three daughters and seven daughters of the old minister were seriously injured, life and death were uncertain, and the emperor was asked to make the decision for the old minister!" ”

When the words fell, I saw that the emperor sitting on the dragon chair turned blue, and said angrily: "It's just bold!" ”

At noon the next day, Doctor Yan sat in the room with a cold expression, his fingers pressed on the red line trembled uncontrollably, and after a while, he said in a deep voice: "The third young lady's pulse is weak, and it comes and goes, but I'm afraid I can't stand it." ”

"What are you talking nonsense!" Fengyue raised her eyebrows and said angrily.

Doctor Yan smiled bitterly: "Old and incompetent, the third lady's injury is already a ...... for me" halfway through the words, but he suddenly stopped, his eyes lit up, and he said happily: "If the Fengyue girl can invite the master of empty purity, the third miss may be saved." ”

As soon as he heard the Master of Empty Purification, Feng Yue's eyes flashed, and he said loudly: "You are not skilled in medicine and want to shirk responsibility, right now my young lady is in danger, where can I find any Master of Empty Purification!" ”

Doctor Yan also choked, and then sighed heavily, and said: "When I came, I heard that the little novice in the temple said that Master Kongjing was going to go out to travel, and I am afraid that it will be too late to find it at this time, it is old and stupid, but the body of the third lady is ......."

Hearing this, Fengyue viciously glanced at the banquet doctor, but his heart was relieved, everyone in the world said that Master Kongjing is a monk of Lingtai Temple, who can break the yin and yang of life and death, solve the fateful heavenly machine, and one-handed medical skills are Zhen Zhi Creation, if he really moved him over, wouldn't it be a big deal for Miss.

Jing Shengwu's eyes were tightly closed, and his heart sank when he heard the words 'Master of Empty Purity', but fortunately, Fengyue was clever enough to fool Doctor Yan over.

As soon as his heart was lowered slightly, Jing Shengwu's ears moved, and he heard the door being opened from the outside, and a clear and rich voice came from the door: "The old man is empty, and he is here to find someone who is destined." ”

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