"Hey, this is really the one from the Dian Liren." Feng Lingxi smiled lightly at the "killer" in front of him, and then I pointed to the waist card hanging on my waist, representing the identity of the caravan.

Wushu Chamber of Commerce.

When everyone saw the words on the token, they were all shocked, because the weight of these four words was really not light.

The Wushu Chamber of Commerce is a powerful chamber of commerce, and the conditions for entering the chamber of commerce are very harsh, in addition to having a certain amount of wealth, there is also a certain influence in business affairs to enter the Wushu Chamber of Commerce.

It can be said that the gold content of the waist card of the Wuyu Chamber of Commerce is very large.

The reason why Feng Lingxi has the waist card of the Wuyu Chamber of Commerce is that it was found from the small warehouse where Yan Yan put the dust in the Mingyue Building.

She knew that this waist card could bluff people, but she didn't expect it to bluff people like this.

I saw that the person who originally believed that the killer was the crown prince or the third prince of Dian Liren, now he completely believed Feng Lingxi's words, and he was staring at Mr. Ji with a pair of resentful eyes, eager to peel Mr. Ji on the spot to relieve his hatred.

"Mr. Ji is really calculating!" The eyes of the three princes were as cold as knives.

Mr. Ji's face was extremely ugly, and he didn't know why Cheng Biting Jin would run out to make trouble for him in such a well-arranged situation.

He looked at Feng Lingxi vigilantly, his white eyebrows were tightly twisted, and his eyes were full of viciousness.

But where would Feng Lingxi be stunned by this Mr. Ji now?

After she finished stirring up the situation, she waved her sleeves, left the battlefield to the two camps that did not deal with each other, and withdrew from the teahouse, anyway, in Feng Lingxi's opinion, whether it was the people from the Three Princes' Mansion or the people from the Qing'an Palace, it was not a good thing, the harder they fought, the easier it would be for her to clean up in the future.

After Feng Lingxi returned to Mingyue Tower, the news that came from outside for two days in a row was that there was more and more friction between the Three Princes' Mansion and the Qing'an Palace, and they began to rob each other of each other for a living and smear each other.

Almost overnight, the people of Kyoto knew that the three princes and the second prince who had just recognized their ancestors and returned to their ancestors and were named the king of Qing'an were very incompatible.

Feng Lingxi listened to the gossip with relish.

After the news came that Mr. Ji was looking for someone on the street, Feng Lingxi suddenly remembered that she had promised Mr. Ji what he said earlier, and when Mr. Ji solved the young lady, she would show up to look for him.

Seeing that Feng Lingxi began to dress up again, Long Yi, who entered the house with fruit, was stunned for a moment.

"Girl, are you going out?"

Feng Lingxi skillfully smeared on her face, and when she turned around, she was dressed like the original Yan Gongzi.

"I'll go to Qing'an Palace."

Long Yi was taken aback for a moment and asked, "Girl, since the Three Princes' Mansion now has Mr. Ji in check, wouldn't it be good for us to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight?" Why do you want to wade through these troubled waters? ”

Feng Lingxi was checking the medicine box, and after hearing Long Yi's doubts, she paused, raised her eyes and glanced at Long Yi: "Long Yi, there is a saying that if you fight a snake, you will not die but suffer from it, and now Mr. Ji is just a little anxious, and if he really recovers, it will be difficult to say."

Long Yi's lips twitched a few times, and finally stared

The light fell on Feng Lingxi's medicine box.

I was stunned again.

"Is the girl going to see a doctor for King Qing'an?"

Feng Lingxi continued to nod: "When I entered the master's sect back then, I promised the master that I would not use medical skills to harm people."

Long Yi was suddenly a little aggrieved, until Feng Lingxi looked at her: "Aren't you going with me?" Don't worry, I don't only know medical skills, don't be angry, in short, girl, I promise you that Mr. Ji will regret letting me go to King Qing'an for treatment. ”

Hearing Feng Lingxi's assurance, Long Yi's sense of grievance dissipated, she happily changed her clothes, disguised herself as a woman, took Feng Lingxi's medicine box, followed Feng Lingxi out of Mingyue Tower, and walked towards Qing'an Palace.

The whole palace of Qing'an has already been instructed by Mr. Ji again and again, and when he sees Yan Gongzi coming to the door, how to entertain him, he must not be lazy, and he must come to him as soon as possible.

As soon as Feng Lingxi walked outside the gate of Qing'an Palace, the guards who had seen the portrait of Yan Gongzi immediately recognized him.

"But Mr. Yan?" The guard's eyes were amazingly bright, and his face was filled with a big smile, so enthusiastic that Feng Lingxi almost got goosebumps.

"I am." Feng Lingxi replied lightly.

Immediately, the guards guarding the door didn't even guard the door, one hurried to report the news, and the other bowed slightly and waited by Feng Lingxi's side.

Mr. Ji was found from outside.

Since he calculated that the young lady died, he waited for Yan Gongzi to appear, but he couldn't wait for the left and the right, and he had boiled Mr. Ji out of the line in two days.

The anxious Mr. Ji will wander like a ghost on various sections of Kyoto like a headless fly, just to find the son of Yan to come out.

"The owner of the Japanese door is busy with something in the past two days, so I didn't come to the appointment until today, and I hope Mr. Ji will forgive me." Although Feng Lingxi said that she was sorry, she could see that she had a trace of guilt in her expression.

If you ask Mr. Ji, is there any anger in his stomach? There must be, all the internal organs are about to be burned to ashes, but when he saw Yan Gongzi standing in front of him lightly, he didn't dare to vent the depression in his heart to Yan Gongzi.

"Yan Gongzi is serious, Yan Gongzi can come to the door, it is the honor of Qing'an Palace." Mr. Ji responded with a fake smile on his face.

King Qing'an's eyes have been full of apprehension since he saw Feng Lingxi.

He desperately hoped that his terrible and dilapidated body would get better soon.

Feng Lingxi didn't say much to Mr. Ji, she directly asked King Qing'an to stretch out his hand.

King Qing'an is very thin, with fair skin, and you can see the small blue blood vessels under the skin.

Feng Lingxi gently tapped on King Qing'an's pulse, and after frowning for a moment, she asked King Qing'an to change his other hand and continue to percussion.

As Feng Lingxi took the pulse for more and more time, there was no conclusion for a long time, which made Mr. Ji and King Qing'an feel a lot of hearts.

After Feng Lingxi removed his hand from King Qing'an's wrist, Mr. Ji looked at Feng Lingxi with hope in his eyes and asked, "May I ask Gongzi Yan, what is King Qing'an's illness?"

"There is a cure,

It's just more troublesome. Feng Lingxi said in a deep voice.

Hearing these words in the ears of Mr. Ji and King Qing'an, it was no less than a thunderclap, and they were immediately overjoyed, and they couldn't control themselves.

"But ......," Feng Lingxi continued to mutter.

This change made the two of them who were originally in the mood to take off constrict, and looked at Feng Lingxi with fear, afraid that she would say something scary again.

This situation made Long Yi's heart feel dark, but in order to maintain a cold personality, she could only hold back.

At this time, Feng Lingxi spoke, and she replied with a sigh: "It is not an easy thing to cure the illness of Prince Qing'an, because there are too many cherished medicinal materials in the medicinal materials to be used, and a master with strong internal strength is needed to help open up the blocked meridians, which is not a day's work, and the conditions are too harsh."

However, Feng Lingxi said that it was so difficult to treat King Qing'an, and the more Mr. Ji believed Feng Lingxi's words in his heart.

He didn't hesitate at all, and immediately said to Feng Lingxi: "Young Master Yan, even if you write down all the medicinal materials you need, as long as they still exist in this world, the old man will definitely not say a word, even if you travel through mountains and rivers, you have to find them back for Young Master Yan."

Feng Lingxi was waiting for Mr. Ji's words, she immediately took out a piece of paper and began to list the list of medicinal materials.

Most of the long list of medicinal herbs are some old medicinal herbs, otherwise they are some extremely found medicinal herbs.

The so-called long-term illness becomes a good doctor, whether it is the king of Qing'an who is the patient himself, or Mr. Ji, who takes care of the king of Qing'an all the year round, after seeing the list listed by Feng Lingxi, he couldn't help but be shocked.

Just when Mr. Ji wondered if Feng Lingxi was taking the opportunity to ask for more medicinal materials, he made such a long list of medicines.

I saw Feng Lingxi take out a pot-bellied porcelain bottle from his sleeve pocket and put it on the table, and then said to Mr. Ji: "There are three life-saving pills in it, if the prince of Qing'an and other medicinal materials can't stand it, eat one."

As soon as Mr. Ji heard it, he knew that this Yan Gongzi would have to wait for the medicinal materials to come back before he could start the diagnosis and treatment.

Immediately, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately sent a large number of people to find the medicinal materials on the list......

And on the other side, in the palace.

In the dormitory where the emperor lived, the emperor had just woken up from a nightmare.

He dreamed again, dreaming of the bits and pieces between him and Gu Jingxuan since he was a child.

This symptom has affected the emperor for several days, starting from the night he met "Gu Jingxuan" in the Siguo Palace.

He remembered what "Gu Jingxuan" had said to him when he was leaving, asking him to find a doctor to check his liver.

Although, these days have passed, the emperor's reason has returned, and he clearly knows that his Jing Xuan is no longer there, and the person he saw in the Si Guo Palace that night is not his Jing Xuan at all.

But now that he remembered that night the girl with such a face like hers stopped and said that word of concern to him, and the emperor's cold heart became hot.

The man was so vivid, it didn't look like a picture scroll.

"Someone, go and ask for a correction." The emperor suddenly spoke, and waited on his side,

Father-in-law Fu, who was taking a nap, was startled, and when he heard the emperor say that he wanted to invite a doctor, he immediately asked the emperor in a panic if he was uncomfortable.

Of course, the emperor on a whim would not say that he believed in the words of an assassin and suddenly had to check his body, right? He coughed dryly and explained, "My throat is a little uncomfortable."

The hospital came over quickly and gently checked the emperor's pulse.

Originally, before the courtyard arrived, he had already stuffed the silver and inquired about it to the little eunuchs.

Knowing that the emperor was just suffering from a dry cough, he came to the door with confidence, but when the hospital was carefully examining the emperor's pulse, the look on his face became more and more solemn.

In the end, he knelt on the ground and said to the emperor: "Why doesn't the emperor let everyone from the Tai Hospital come for a consultation."

The emperor clenched his fists, his index finger kept rubbing the jade board on his thumb, and looked at Lord Yuanzheng, whose face was so frightened: "Is my illness so scary?"

The whole person in the courtyard was swinging, and he stumbled back: "Poison, it's poison!"

(End of chapter)