Chapter Seventy-One: Regret Relief

From the moment he caught this woman on the street, his fate and her intersected. From the moment she took the initiative to reach out to her, she has been surprising him; To this day, he has received the two surprises he wants most in his life.

As for whether Zhuang Minhua has countless other surprises waiting for him to excavate, it doesn't matter, there is still a lifetime so long!

"Thank you." Meng Jinghan couldn't help but hold the confused woman in front of him in his arms, pressed her head on his rapidly beating chest, and smiled slowly.

Meng Jinghan's rare smile was like a beautiful epiphany, and when no one saw it, it quietly disappeared.

Zhuang Minhua lay on Meng Jinghan's chest, his mind full of mush; I didn't expect things to come to this point, are they close enough to hug each other?

"Let's go!" Meng Jinghan let go of Zhuang Minhua and pulled her out.

Zhuang Minhua dragged him with his backhand, staring at him with a pair of watery peach blossom eyes, "Where are you going on the big night?" โ€

Meng Jinghan looked at the sky outside, just as a cool breeze was blowing, and his feverish mind finally calmed down.

I haven't been so impulsive for many years, and the last time was when my mother poisoned him. That time, he almost rushed into the palace with a sword, and was knocked unconscious by the thirty-six guards ordered by his mother; After waking up, the concubine cried in front of him, and he never mentioned the matter of entering the palace again.

Over the years, I have been trying to find a way to detoxify my mother, and I don't know where to find the medicine in the palace; It's not fatal, it only makes people slowly weaken. When the body is weak, it becomes sick; It's no wonder who is sick all year round, and then dies; It's a shame that the one is so willing to put his mind into it, and refuses to leave a little bad reputation.

With his many operations over the years, he finally has some power in his hands. The one who regarded him as a thorn in the flesh and wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible. It's ridiculous that the one who values his reputation more and doesn't want to get rid of him personally, thinking that the battlefield is the easiest place to kill people, sent him to the frontier, but he expected to let him break out of the way. He was afraid that his power would be great. and hurriedly transferred him back to the capital.

As for his assassination this time, it is thought that the one who discovered him secretly out of Beijing, and the one in the palace was a stand-in; If you don't do it, you just kill him. If he really dies outside. It's just a vain death. But why did the person who has always liked to use his strength start to be impatient and use this kind of trick against him?

When Meng Jinghan woke up, he found that he was already sitting on the chair.

Zhuang Minhua sat on the other side of the Huanghuali carved coffee table, with his elbows on the coffee table. Holding his chin, he looked at him with burning eyes.

Meng Jinghan remembered that Meng Lang was a little excited just now, and couldn't help but raise his fist and cough lightly, his eyes quickly glanced at Zhuang Minhua's wrist, "Your hand is okay, right?" I scratched you just now. The roots of his ears were quietly red.

Zhuang Minhua stretched out his wrist with a smile and appeared in front of him, only to see that there was an extra bruise in the middle of the white and tender wrist, which was particularly dazzling.

Meng Jinghan pursed his lips and stretched out his finger to lightly scratch it. Don't look around and say, "Bring the medicine." โ€

Zhuang Minhua only felt a cold finger slicing. It was as if the skin was on fire, all the way to her heart and all the way to her face.

Meng Jinghan saw that her face was shy, and her complexion became more and more amazing under the light, and a smile flashed in her eyes. He examined the bruises in detail and quietly took the hand in his hand.

Zhuang Minhua turned her face away, she didn't expect it to develop so fast. She glanced at Meng Jinghan secretly, and saw him lowering his eyes, gently rubbing the bruise, and looking at her wrist thoughtfully.

Young. A man in black came in through the doorway, presenting a small glass bottle.

Meng Jinghan let go of her hand, took the glass bottle in her hand, and waved her hand to let people go down.

He placed the glass bottle on the table. When the cork was opened, the smell of medicinal liquor wafted through. "Come on." He beckoned to her, and Zhuang Minhua obediently stretched out his wrist.

Meng Jinghan poured some medicinal wine in the palm of his hand, applied it to the bruise on Zhuang Minhua's wrist, and gently rubbed it. "It's mine this time, no, just now I suddenly heard that you have a pill for all poisons. A momentary gaffe hurts you. His voice was low and magnetic, resounding in the silence of the room, giving the impression of being overpowered.

Feeling the heat on his wrist, Zhuang Minhua asked him curiously, "Is your very important person poisoned?" โ€

When Meng Jinghan heard this, his face was suddenly covered with a layer of ice and snow, and the evil qi around his body suddenly became thicker, and he quickly suppressed it again. He was silent for a while, as if restraining his emotions, "It's my mother." A trace of violence flashed in his eyes, he didn't say much, he was afraid that if he said more, he would lose control and hurt the woman in front of him again.

After wiping the medicine, Meng Jinghan handed over the medicine and wine to Zhuang Minhua to put away, and instructed her to apply the medicine on time, and if she disliked the smell, she could ask the maid to help.

Seeing that it was not early, Meng Jinghan stood up and said, "I'll send you back first, and rest early when you go back."

Zhuang Minhua stood up with him, and the two walked all the way to the door. There was already a soft sedan chair waiting for her at the door, and Zhuang Minhua got on the sedan chair.

The mothers-in-law lifted the sedan chair and were about to leave, but they were stopped by Zhuang Minhua.

Meng Jinghan saw her stop, and walked over to ask her with her eyes in confusion.

Zhuang Minhua smiled, took out a jade box from his sleeve, and stuffed it into Meng Jinghan's hand, "Oh, the dowry, it's done." โ€

The mothers-in-law who carried Zhuang Minhua almost fell when they heard the words, but they were supported by Meng Jinghan and scolded before they tremblingly carried the person away.

Meng Jinghan looked at Zhuang Minhua's distant back, and when he returned to the house, Meng Jinghan looked at the jade box in his palm and said, "Go and invite Dr. Han to come."

When he was young, Dr. Han came over, sat on a chair and began to accuse Meng Jinghan, "Young people don't understand the hardships of older people, they stay up late every day, you can stand it, I can't stand it!" โ€

"I heard that the lights go out every night in Dr. Han's house after three shifts, isn't it because the maid is lazy and doesn't turn off the lights? Serving Dr. Han dared not to be careful, it seems that he has to be replaced. Meng Jinghan said casually.

Doctor Han choked, he had to study medical books every night until the third watch, and the reason why he said that just now was just because he was dissatisfied with Meng Jinghan for interrupting his study. "Hmph...... "Dr. Han was dumbfounded." Go ahead! What are you looking for me? I have prescribed all the medicines that should be prescribed, but I really can't match the antidote to the poison. โ€

Meng Jinghan pushed a jade box in front of Dr. Han, who felt that this jade box was quite familiar, and opened it in his hand to see that the fragrance was exactly the same as that night.

Doctor Han almost jumped up, closed the jade box, and asked Meng Jinghan excitedly, "Where did the county king get this hundred poison pill?" After speaking, he immediately reacted again, "Didn't that little girl give it?" Such a precious pill, I thought there was only one in the world. And you've already taken it. I didn't expect that little girl to hide a hand, isn't there a little girl? โ€

Meng Jinghan ignored his question, and only asked, "Can this medicine cure the poison on the mother's body?"

"Yes, you can." Dr. Han agreed casually and continued to mutter. "If there are a lot of little girls, can I ask for a pill to do research? Or, the king of the county, you give me this one to study the ingredients, if it is researched. In the future, mass production, isn't the world not toxic and fearful? County King, you can ......" Doctor Han looked up and saw that Meng Jinghan and the jade box on the table were gone. Doctor Han suddenly jumped to his feet and chased him out.

The night is vast, and people can still be seen. Doctor Han was so angry that he stomped his feet, and a voice came from behind him, "Doctor Han, the master asked me to ask you, how is the Golden Muscle Cream studied?" โ€

"......" Dr. Han walked away.

A dark shadow stepped out from under the porch, slowly revealing its true face in the moonlight. Long eyebrows and fine eyes, not Mei Yan who else.

At this time, there was a trace of confusion in his eyes, he didn't see the situation in the house, but when his cousin and Zhuang Minhua came out just now, the atmosphere between the two was obviously different. And then what is my cousin doing in such a hurry?

"Mei Gongzi?" Someone asked him in the dark.

Mei Yan waved his hand back to the room, he had a feeling of anxiety, but he didn't know where it came from.

Not to mention that Meng Jinghan ignored the fact that the wound had not healed, and hurried back to the capital. As soon as the city gate opened, he mixed into the capital, offered a hundred poison pills to Concubine Rong, and detoxified early. Condition your body.

said that Zhuang Minhua went back to the room, opened the soundproof cover, and did not wake up Qian Hong. Swapped back with the stand-in, just like last night. Lie down and sleep, but unfortunately I can't sleep tonight.

Meng Jinghan: This can be regarded as agreeing, right? If you don't agree, how can you hug her, touch her, and thank her.

As soon as she thought that this good-looking man was about to belong to her, Zhuang Minhua was so excited that she couldn't sleep, and happy pink bubbles floated all over the room.

Zhuang Minhua rolled on the bed a few times, his long silky hair was a little messy, and a strand of hair was stained on his snow-white cheeks; Black and white are contrasting. Particularly eye-catching. In the end, she was so tired that she hugged the quilt, clamped it between her slender legs, and rubbed it hard.

At this time, Zhuang Minhua's snow-white cheeks were pink, a pair of peach blossom eyes were watery, her clothes were loose, her hair was messy, and she had a different kind of charm, but unfortunately no one saw such beauty, and even Zhuang Minhua herself was just full of joy and recalled the scene over and over again.

She never expected that she would be so bold, nor did she expect Meng Jinghan to agree to her.

It was just that when she thought that Meng Jinghan had agreed for the antidote pill, her face fell again. I don't know how long I tossed, Zhuang Minhua fell asleep in a daze.

Han Qing woke up from his sleep and heard the sound of rain hitting the window crackling outside the window.

He casually put on a shirt, got up and picked up his shoes, came to the door and opened the door to see that the whole world was covered by a curtain of rain, and the rain hit the ground and steamed up smoke and fog; Falling on the tiles of the roof, it merges into a stream along the tile ditch, and hangs down, like a curtain of threads, endlessly.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and a few bits of rain hit his face, and Han Qing couldn't help but shiver. He was about to close the door and go back to the room, when he saw his little servant Qiu Shi stumbling in with an umbrella and a food box.

Qiu Shi saw that Han Qing was just wearing a thin coat and standing at the door blowing the wind, he fell to his feet again and again, and shouted at the top of his voice that another guy hibernated, "Die!" Before I went out, I told you to look at Childe, where did you die? โ€

Hibernation came out of the room, drooping his head and listening to the autumn count, he overslept.

Han Qing watched Qiu Shi train him to hibernate obediently, and he was amused in his heart, seeing that his hair was wet on the back of his pants. Hurriedly said: "Okay, Hibernation knows that it is wrong, you give him the food box and let him atone for his sins." Go and change your clothes, don't catch a cold, you'll be in trouble if you get sick. โ€

Qiu Shi felt a chill on his body at this time, and couldn't help but sigh that Childe was still so considerate and handed over the food box to Hibernation. He said to Han Qing again: "So that the son knows that the second son of Zhuang sent someone to say that it is raining, so he will not come to accompany you to eat." When the rain stops, he'll come and play chess with you. โ€

Han Qing bowed, and Qiu Shi instructed him to hibernate a few more words before going down to change his clothes.

Hibernation took out the porridge from the food box and set it on the table. For some reason, I was hungry. Han Qing had no appetite.

He remembered the dream he had just had, most of which he had forgotten, and vaguely remembered that he was very sad inside. As for why he was sad, he couldn't remember anything. Only the sad and sad discomfort remained in the heart.

Meng Jinghan galloped all the way in the middle of the night, and it started to rain halfway through. For the sense of urgency in his heart, Meng Jinghan ignored the dissuasion of his subordinates, braved the rain and rode forward, finally before dawn came. Rushed to the gates of the city.

He took the reins of his horse and rode on his horse, and the group stayed in the grove at the gate of the city. The rain poured down from his head, barely keeping him open, but the eagerness in his heart could not subside.

Rongjun Wangfu Ruixi Courtyard

"Mama, the medicine is cured." The maid's soft voice sounded outside the curtain.

Mama Shang tucked the corner of the quilt for Concubine Rong, who was lying on the rosewood carved chaise longue, and Concubine Rong's frowning brows relaxed, opened her eyes slightly, and saw that it was Mama Shang, and closed them again.

A trace of pain flashed in Mama Shang's heart. I wiped the corners of my eyes and went out to get the medicine.

Concubine Rong opened her eyes, only to see that she was over thirty years old, extremely beautiful, and her well-maintained face was as crystal clear as jade, and if you didn't look closely, you wouldn't find a few fine lines at the corners of her eyes; Her eyebrows frowned slightly, with a hint of sorrow, which made people feel pity in vain. She looked at the cloisonnรฉ enamel incense burner of copper tires spitting green smoke for a moment, and closed her eyes again when she heard the sound of the curtain rising.

Mama Shang came in with a medicine bowl. Putting the medicine bowl on the table, he approached and bent down and called softly, "Taifei, it's time to take medicine." โ€

Rong Taifei Yue's family. is just the daughter of a seven-grade petty official, just because of her outstanding appearance, she was favored by King Rong and hired as a princess. Now that King Rong has died early, her son Meng Jinghan has grown up, but the years are reluctant to leave too many traces on her face. She's still stunningly beautiful.

Mama Shang helped Concubine Rong sit up, put a navy blue embroidered Ruyi cloud pattern pillow on her back, and served her to drink medicine.

Concubine Rong gently touched the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, and Mama Shang pushed the candied fruit box in front of her, "Concubine, use a candied sweet mouth." โ€

Concubine Rong didn't refuse her kindness, picked a date and ate it, and said with a smile: "I'm not a child, where do I need candied sweets, and I'm used to it."

Mama Shang's heart was sour, she had been drinking medicine for more than ten years, could she not get used to it?

Concubine Rong said again: "I heard the rain in a trance?"

Mama Shang replied: "Back to the concubine, it's indeed raining."

Concubine Rong said worriedly: "An autumn rain and a cold, I don't know if Han'er has added clothes."

Mama Shang said: "Don't worry, the princess, there are so many people around the county king to serve, and she must know who urges the county king to add clothes."

Concubine Rong nodded, just about to say more. There is a maid coming, and someone from Hanzhang Courtyard is coming.

Concubine Rong was startled, worried that something had happened to Meng Jinghan, and hurriedly shouted: "Come in." She was so shocked that she coughed, so frightened that Mama Shang hurriedly helped her relax.

After a while, Concubine Rong calmed down and said eagerly: "Who is at the door, come in quickly."

The people who were outside the door came in and knelt on the ground through the curtain, "Tell the concubine, the king of the county is back." The king of the county asked the servant to come and come over after changing his clothes. โ€

"Good, good, good." Concubine Rong was overjoyed, her spirits were lifted, and she asked a few more words about Meng Jinghan's situation.

The little guy answered in detail.

Concubine Rong happily pointed to the people on the ground and said to Mama Shang, "Mama will reward me with this child."

The little guy thanked him again and then withdrew.

Concubine Rong couldn't help but be overjoyed, and said again and again: "Han'er is back, Mama quickly dress me up, how can I see my son with this look."

Mama Shang also rejoiced, she was a self-combing girl and had no children of her own; The king of the county was raised by her, and when she said a passover, he was like her own son in her heart.

Mama Shang personally groomed Concubine Rong and directed a room of maids. The master and servant were busy, and finally cleaned up before Meng Jinghan came over.

Concubine Rong wore a royal blue treasure flower silk gown, a moon-white embroidered light gold chrysanthemum horse-faced skirt, combed a family bun, wore a gold silk dotted emerald inlaid Baofu hairpin, and then put on rouge, the whole person was simply radiant, and swept away the sick face just now.

When Meng Jinghan came in, he saw such a concubine sitting on it, just like when he was a child, beckoning to him with a loving face and asking him to go over and sit.

Meng Jinghan now has an elixir to detoxify his mother. The mood is no longer depressed. At this time, his face was soft, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned. The face suddenly seemed to be covered with a layer of soft light, which made the maid waiting in the room blush, and couldn't help but look at it secretly.

Concubine Rong looked at it from the side, and couldn't help but smile and look at the monk and Mama at each other. She just said! Her son is so good-looking, how can no one like it!

As soon as Concubine Rong finished muttering in her abdomen, Meng Jinghan sat down on the chair, and her cold eyes swept over the maids with spring on their faces, and suddenly the maids woke up one by one. I didn't dare to look at him anymore.

Concubine Rong sighed in her heart, and she was so sad in her heart! The sons are all twenty years old, and they have not yet married. I wanted to put a warm and cold person in the house for him first, but the maids in the house were afraid of him, and no one dared to go. Even if he went, he put them outside the courtyard and were not allowed to go in.

Concubine Rong waved her hand and asked everyone to stand back, leaving only Mama Shang and her mother and son. Watching the maids who were small and broken steps on weekdays rushing out quickly, Concubine Rong looked at her son's cold and handsome face. I suddenly felt a toothache.

Next, Concubine Rong asked Meng Jinghan about his daily life, and asked him why he came back at this time, but there was something urgent.

Meng Jinghan said: "There is indeed an urgent matter." Suddenly, Concubine Rong's face turned pale, and Mama Shang looked at him seriously, and Meng Jinghan slowly took out a white jade box from his sleeve.

Concubine Rong saw that the jade box was only a finger long and wide, and she didn't expect it to hold anything, but she didn't know what was inside, so she made her son so solemn.

"This is the pill that my son specially found for his mother's concubine, Mama Shang, please go and pour a glass of warm water for your mother." Meng Jinghan said and handed the jade box to Concubine Rong.

Concubine Rong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. This bad boy is still selling off! Concubine Rong only thought that her son had filial piety, and took it in her hand with a smile, opened it casually, and felt that it was fragrant. Take a closer look. The pill is as white as jade, as big as a baby's little finger, and I can't help but twist it in my hand to look at it carefully.

Meng Jinghan was worried about it, for fear that her mother would accidentally fall to the ground. Fortunately, Concubine Rong looked at it, smelled it, and put it in her mouth. She believed that her son would not harm her.

Like Meng Jinghan's original reaction, in less than a moment, Concubine Rong felt that her heart was sweet, her throat was itching terribly, and she opened her mouth and spit out a few mouthfuls of black blood into the lotus petal-patterned saliva that was round and full of round upper and lower plates when she sat down. At the same time, he fell on his back and was hugged by Meng Jinghan.

Mama Shang, who had just come over with warm water, was so frightened that the cup in her hand fell, and she pounced, her voice was full of crying, "Master, what's wrong with you?" โ€

Meng Jinghan was also taken aback by this scene, he had only heard Mei Yan mention to him a few words about his detoxification, where had he ever seen such a situation. King Rongjun, who had killed countless enemies in the killing field and was as steady as a rock, was also anxious when he saw his unconscious mother in his arms. He shouted outward, "Quickly invite Imperial Doctor Wang." "If something happens to his mother, he will never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

The imperial physician Wang is the imperial physician who lives in the palace of Rongjun and is his person.

When he was young, Imperial Doctor Wang hurried over with the medicine boy in the rain, and before he even had time to salute, he was yelled at by Meng Jinghan to see Concubine Rong.

Mama Shang was crying beside Concubine Rong's bed, she didn't dare to blame Meng Jinghan, she only scolded the person who offered the medicine half to death.

Meng Jinghan walked around the house, he didn't believe that Zhuang Minhua would harm his mother, after all, she said that she would marry him; If something happens to the concubine, Zhuang Minhua will not be good, she will not do such a stupid thing.

Mama Shang was upset by crying on the side, and after Dr. Wang checked his pulse, he twisted his beard and was in a daze.

Meng Jinghan suddenly became angry, "Imperial Doctor Wang, how is my mother?" โ€

The imperial physician said "ah", woke up, and said with a face full of surprise: "Strange, strange, the poison in the princess's body has actually been resolved."

Mama Shang suddenly stopped crying, looked at Imperial Doctor Wang with surprise on her face, grabbed his sleeve, and asked excitedly, "How is the concubine?"

Meng Jinghan also quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty about doubting Zhuang Minhua just now.

Imperial Physician Wang brushed away Mama Shang's hand, straightened her clothes, and said slowly and methodically, ignoring Mama Shang's eagerness: "The toxin has been cleared, but the concubine has lost too much over the years, and I am afraid that the Shouyuan lost at the beginning will not be able to make up for it." However, as long as you recuperate for a few years and find more medicinal materials that are beneficial to the body, there is no problem in prolonging life. Wait for me to prescribe a few prescriptions to recuperate for the concubine. (To be continued.) )

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