Princess Yongle is still dressed in men's clothes, with beautiful facial features, a little aggressive, and her tall figure gives her a powerful aura.

Of course, this aura that is not lost to men not only comes from her height, but also from her self-confidence as the most favored princess.

Her eyes were firmly fixed on Qi Zi: "Why do you want to do it in the princess's territory?

"Just do it, what do you want!" Qi Zi tilted his head slightly, and said with some confusion.

"I didn't ask you!" Princess Yongle stepped on the back of the man on the ground and swept the people around her, "Do you know where this is? Do you know who he is? Do you still take this princess in your eyes when you bully this princess in her place?"

One of them argued: "The princess is angry, he did it first, but we didn't bully him!

"Hehe, he bullied so many of you alone? You are all wretched! Since you are a wreck, you should have the appearance of a wreck, and if he beats you, you should suffer!" Princess Yongle slammed the red whip on the ground, "I will calculate my losses well today, you will compensate ten times, and this princess will send the bill to your mansion later." If nothing else, just!"

Although these gentlemen are traversal outside, they don't dare to do it against the most favored princess, and as soon as the princess speaks, she hurriedly slips away.

"I can clean them up without you meddling!" Qi Zi found a chair that was still standing and sat down, "Don't expect me to be grateful to you!"

Princess Yongle smiled faintly: "Your gratitude, what is the use of this father-in-law? Since I am the boss of the Yellow Crane Tower, it is my duty to stop the chaos!"

"Since there's nothing to do, I'll go first. Qi Zi stood up and was about to leave.

"There are a lot of hairy crabs in the palace, they are from Fanyang Lake, I asked the cook to make them and we eat together!" Yongle hurriedly said.

"No need! you are a princess on the top, I am just a proton, where can I deserve to eat with you?" Qi Zi smiled self-deprecatingly, he praised the door, and happened to meet Mo Ziyu's gaze, he was slightly stunned, afraid that he didn't want to make trouble for her, so he didn't greet her, and turned around and left directly.

Princess Yongle's whip was gently whipped in her palm, the corners of her mouth curled, and then she walked to the window, looked at the street below, looked at the figure of Mi Zi coming out and shouted: "The day after tomorrow, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, there will be a banquet in the palace, are you coming?"

"It depends on the mood. Qi Zi replied coldly, and then disappeared into the flow of people.

Princess Yongle's expression was a little stunned, and she didn't see Mo Ziyu and the three of them on the other side quietly leaving.

Mo Ziyu and the three of them left the Yellow Crane Tower quickly, and they were lucky not to be involved in trouble. However, she was particularly interested in the luthier, and when Yongle arrived, and all eyes were on the princess, he disappeared without noticing.

And this kid looks cynical on weekdays, but his life in the capital is not satisfactory.

The three of them found a small restaurant at random to fill their stomachs, and then came to a medical center in the west of the city.

Lu Qiao asked puzzledly, "Why did the girl come to the hospital?"

"This is an old man I am looking for, before I entered the palace, there were some friendships, and some things I wanted to ask him. Mo Ziyu said, "I'll go back as soon as I go, you can wait for me in the tea shop opposite." ”

Qingling was a little worried, Lu Qiao's eyes rolled, and she said as she walked: "Sister Qingling, don't worry, the girl is measured, let's go have a cup of tea, it just so happens that my legs and feet are also a little tired." ”

After entering the medical hall, Mo Ziyu walked to the counter and asked the shopkeeper, "I want to find Rong Qian." ”

The shopkeeper was slightly stunned, looked at the young man in front of him deeply, and then smiled gently: "Childe has found the wrong place, we have nothing to tolerate here." ”

"It was Princess Qin who asked me to come to him. Mo Ziyu said and took out a letter from his bosom that had been prepared a long time ago, "This is the letter she gave me." ”

"Princess Qin?" The shopkeeper's brows furrowed deeply, and he took the letter and glanced at it quickly, "Sure enough, it's Miss Mo's handwriting, what is this called?"

"My surname is Jiang. ”

"Jiang Gongzi, please come with me. ”

Saying that, the shopkeeper took Mo Ziyu to the backyard, which is not big, but there is a secret door, and behind the secret door is a courtyard, which is very quiet, passing through two long flower corridors, and then I saw a man in green clothes napping under the tree.

The man was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a handsome and cold face, a thin body, and white skin, which gave him the feeling of a fairy wind and bones. This man is Rong Qian, who worshiped under the Divine Doctor Tasting Hundred Herbs Sect ten years ago and became his most proud disciple.

Of course, few people in the capital know that his name is Rong Qian, and he also has a nickname called Gongzi Canyang. The people in the capital only know that this prince of Canyang has superb medical skills and can bring the dead back to life, but he has a strange temper, and few people see his true face. If he is in a bad mood, whether you are a high-ranking official or a wealthy person, whether it is a knife on your neck or a golden tael, you don't want him to raise his eyelids.

The shopkeeper hurriedly walked over, whispered a few words in Rong Qian's ear, and then handed him the letter in his hand, and he hurriedly took it and looked at it.

Then the shopkeeper came over to invite Mo Ziyu.

"Sit down. Rong Qian's knuckles holding the letter turned slightly white, and his voice trembled a little, "Your letter is indeed my junior sister's handwriting, but my junior sister has passed away for some days, when did you give you this letter?"

Mo Ziyu sighed softly, not daring to look at Rong Qian's eyes, for fear of exposing too many emotions, and lowered her eyes and said: "I had some friendship before, she wrote this letter to me, telling me that if I encounter difficulties, come to you, and you will help me." ”

"The letter was indeed written by my junior sister, and I think she trusted you very much to write this letter to you. Rong Qian put the letter away, "How do you want me to help you?"

"Aren't you the son of Nanyang? I gave myself a nickname called Nanyang Gongzi, and I want to sit in the security hall, but my qualifications are still young, so I hope you can recommend me, if you have your recommendation, I will soon be able to become famous." Mo Ziyu said quickly.

Rong Qian's face sank: "Do you know how to heal? How can you cure diseases and save people? How can you do it for fame and fortune? If it is for this matter, please forgive Rong if he can't help, please!"