Mr. Ren has been back in Beijing for more than a few months, and there are countless people waiting at the gate of Mofu every day to ask to see, and there is no patient in any family. There are many times when he is used as a miracle doctor.

Many people even looked down on Mo Mansion, if it was because they picked up a priest abandoned by the Liang family before, now they really look up to it.

Mo Qingye married into the Hou Mansion, but Mr. Ren did not follow. On the contrary, he lived in Mofu and was reluctant to move, so it can be seen that the people he really cares about are the two sons.

The eldest son of the Mo family participated in the township test some time ago, but he was in the middle of the Yuan, and he only needs to wait for the spring of next year to soar to the sky. There is also a very smart and demonic younger brother in the back, but I am afraid that the Mo family really has some ability to rise.

Today, Mo Qingye is the backing of the Mo family. I'm afraid that sooner or later, the Mo family will be able to grow up to become her backing.

Many families began to face up to the future of the Mo family. also faintly began to make friends. There is no more contempt.

Mr. Ren returned to Mofu at this time, and naturally came into everyone's sight. But no one bothered him anymore. There have been a lot of things in Mofu these days, even if it is for the priest's patrol, everyone does not dare to come nonsense.

"Grandpa Ren." As soon as Mo Qingye entered the house, he waved his hand to let the maid retreat. respectfully blessed Mr. Ren's body.

Mr. Ren is also kind to the royal family, and it is also serious to receive a gift from her.

Mr. Ren leaned slightly sideways and did not accept her salute. I just saw her stomach and glared, "You are still going out to sacrifice with twin children?" His brow furrowed slightly.

He was left in the palace by the saint for the past two days, and he naturally knew more than others.

Mo Qingye chuckled and said, "Is this still an option?" ”

Favored by the king, favored by the king. Isn't it that simple? The priest was already apprehensive about returning, and there were twists and turns in the middle, and it was already extremely surprising that the emperor could endure it and let her go out to sacrifice until now.

I'm afraid that she will go out after the first three months, and the middle is also the reason for the son.

The death of the Liang family inevitably did not affect herself.

Mr. Ren's eyebrows and eyes froze, and his beard curled up with anger. "I knew that it was no good for that kid to suddenly summon me to the palace!" After speaking, he snorted coldly and glanced at her obliquely. "The emperor asked me to go with you to the sacrificial parade." Feelings, he's a bully, not.

The great master could not move, so he could only drag him away. Not to mention, Dr. Ren really only served the great teacher in his life.

Mo Qingye smiled. Naturally, she knew that the master would not go with her. The eyebrows and eyes smiled like flowers, "Then thank you Grandpa Ren." Mo Qingye smiled. There was never a hint of thought.

Doctor Ren glanced at her, sighed lightly, and then sat down steadily. "You girl, take care of some things, too. I heard that the beautiful concubine of the Liang family went to the northwest. Aren't you worried? The doctor raised an eyebrow.

Although the emperor trusted Su Jinyan. But he is clear about the slightest trace of the Northwest. Naturally, I said a few more words.

Mo Qingye heard this. His eyes narrowed slightly. Then he drank tea indifferently. "I believe in Xianggong." But in his heart, he sneered again and again.

Doctor Ren didn't seem to have thought that she believed Su Jinyan like this, and she wanted to remind her and feel that she would say more. He snorted coldly and took a sip of tea, and Mo Qingye asked a few more words about Mu Lixin's poisoning. Doctor Ren looked at it seriously.

"I'm just afraid that there is some trouble in this matter, the medicine is highly toxic, and it is too late to take it immediately for treatment, but it just so happens that the pregnant woman's body did not absorb the slightest effect, but was completely absorbed by the pregnant fetus. has long been deep in the bone marrow, since pregnancy, I am afraid that I will be warmed by the poison. Always maintain a balance, so that the child is born safely. But then, it's troublesome. Mr. Ren was also a little helpless. This kind of coincidence is really rare in a century.

That kid is afraid that he is also poisonous. On weekdays, he asked Mu Yuanxiang to take care of him, don't let him bleed, if he bleeds, except for her, no one else can touch it.

Mo Qingye's face turned pale. She didn't know if she saved Mu Yuanxiang or harmed Mu Yuanxiang.

She gave the child, and she cleaned up the residual poison in her body. Mu Yuanxiang was washed by the aura and was not invaded by the poison, but the poison soaked the fetus. Mo Qingye stabilized his mind slightly, "Can this poison be cured?" ”

Doctor Ren looked at her deeply, "I already have some eyebrows, but this matter is too shocking, let me think about it more." ”

Mo Qingye's face looked a little better, but his eyebrows and eyes were tightly locked.

The two chatted for a while, and when they left, the divine doctor seemed to be uneasy, and mentioned Liang Chuwen's going to the barracks, and Mo Qingye almost blackened his face. came directly: "If he dares to come, I will dare to come!" ”

Doctor Ren was directly stunned.

When he went out angrily, Mo Qingye put down the teacup. Gently touching the bun in his belly, "My man is so coveted again." After speaking, a thunderclap fell from the clear sky, and it happened to be split at the Liang family ancestral hall. caused the family to jump to their feet.

Mo Qingye went back to Mo's house for several nights, thinking about Mu Lixin's affairs, so he didn't stay long, so he decided to go back. Before returning to the Hou Mansion, he was recalled to the National Teacher's Mansion by the Great Teacher.

Bai Zijin waited quietly at the door, his expression was a little thoughtful, and his eyebrows were a little bored.

In front of him squatted a little girl in a green shirt, who was playing with herself, occasionally looking up at him, and then pouting and burying herself in her own business.

As soon as the little girl raised her head, she saw Mo Qingye coming from afar, her eyes lit up, and she immediately rushed over, "Master, master." Master Ye'er. Chang Ning's delicate little face was a little bloody, and he looked no different from a normal child.

These days, her palpitations are gone. It is said that the old man Chang, who never drank alcohol, took his sons to get drunk for a day.

Xiao Xi nervously blocked in front of Mo Qingye, Chang Ning's mind was already a little sensitive, and when he saw this appearance at this time, he cautiously stopped and did not dare to step forward. His face was full of longing, but he didn't dare to step forward.

Mo Qingye glanced at Bai Zijin, who came up with a frown, as if he hadn't seen the poor Chang Ning. walked up directly, "What's the important thing that the master called me back?" ”

Chang Ning bit his lower lip lightly like an abandoned puppy, pulled his hands together, squeezed a finger nervously, and looked at his toes slightly. The little head is buried in the chest, which is very sad.

In the past few days, Liang Nianyu's body has been a little weak, and he has been sick a few times. Bai Zijin was in the Liang Mansion all this time, and he was originally asked to teach Chang Ning, but he didn't see him all day. Occasionally returning home, Chang Ning's little girl watched him raise her head and leave. He didn't pay attention to it, but he was just a child.

was protected too well by the Chang family, and Bai Zijin also took her for granted as a child. Occasionally, he would wonder if Ye Er would take Nian Yu back to the National Teacher's Mansion as a disciple, would Nian Yu's life be better.

Sometimes the more he thinks about this problem, the more he stays in the Liang Mansion a few times, and sees Nian Yu's life, the more he feels that it is feasible. (To be continued.) )