At this time, the situation is definitely not the enviable bridge of the beautiful princess meeting thousands of miles, the beautiful woman is slender and weakly leaning on the chest of the son, and the son is gentle and gentle to a princess hug - the fact is that Yao Jin, who is seriously injured on his back, can only lie upright on Murong Zihua's two strong arms, not so much hugging her as holding her out of the carriage, and Murong Zihua's hand is also good to die is placed under Yao Jin's chest- So he only heard a high-pitched scream, and Yao Jin, who was pitch black in front of him, didn't know what the situation was, and instinctively scolded: "Which dead rascal dares to take advantage of this princess! Let me go quickly, otherwise this princess will abolish you!"

While scolding, she waved the only two paws that could move, and it was inconvenient for Murong Zihua to stop her with her hands, and people couldn't dodge, so she could only let her scratch everywhere on her face, her chic hairstyle was instantly scratched, and there were several red marks on her face, fortunately, Yao Jin's nails were extremely short, otherwise Murong Zihua's face would be miserable at this moment. And Yang Ying was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly rushed up to grab her hand, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness, it's the Third Prince of Murong! It's the Third Prince of Murong! Your Highness, don't move!"

Long Wan, who was standing a little farther away, heard Yang Ying's words, "Your Highness, don't move", and finally came to her senses, pulled the little brother in Tsing Yi to carry the bamboo frame to the carriage, and hurriedly sent Yao Jin from Murong Zihua's hand to the bamboo frame, and the group hurried towards the steps, Long Wan told them to be careful and slow, and at the same time turned back to Murong Zihua in embarrassment and hurriedly saluted: "Your Highness was frightened when he fell into the water, and his spirit has not fully recovered, please don't be surprised, don't be surprised!"

"It's okay, I know her. The hairstyle was messy, Murong Zihua simply untied the belt, and let a long hair float in the wind, Tai Li behind him was stunned, her face was slightly crimson, and then she bowed her head and said: "Tai Li and Li Xin also retreated first, thank Prince Murong for saving him." ”

"Rescue?" Murong Zihua turned his head to look at her and smiled, "When did I save you?"

Terry was stunned, and seemed to understand in an instant, "Yes, Your Highness is here to greet Her Royal Highness." ”

"You don't have to guess or think about the past, only the future is worth thinking about. Murong Zihua stretched out his hand to help her up, "The two of them were originally the daughters of the princess's mansion, but they were wronged by the matter of Yin Hua and Yao Jin, and in the palace in the future, the two of them will still be side concubines, remember, cherish yourself and your identity!"

Na Li Xin glanced up, opened her mouth and stopped, and Tai Li looked up at Murong Zihua for the first time, and smiled, "Your Highness Xie." ”

Although Tai Li looks ordinary, her smile is sweet and pleasant, which makes people feel very comfortable to look at, Murong Zihua stared at her smile, and was about to speak, but Yao Jinyuan's voice came from behind her: "Murong Zihua!

"Okay!" Murong Zihua turned around and chased after him, stepped up the steps in three or two steps, chased straight to Yao Jin's side, and said in his ear: "Don't worry, I will definitely give you back, splendid mountains and rivers." ”

Yao Jin was stunned in his heart, only feeling that there was something wrong with his words, and before he could figure it out, he heard an unfamiliar voice say angrily: "Why are so many people here, are they all suffering from incurable diseases?

Naturally, it was the holy hand of medicine in Fujian, Chu Ling. This person has always had a strange temper, although he came from the medical department of Fujian, and he was a brother and sister with the king of Fujian since he was a child, but he refused to be ordered by the royal family, and his whereabouts have been uncertain for many years.

"Uncle Chu," Murong Zihua pushed everyone away and walked to the front, "Zihua hasn't seen your uncle for a few years, and your demeanor is still the same." ”

"You don't have to come with me!" Chu Ling glanced at Yao Jin next to him, and raised his eyebrows: "This is blind?"

"You're blind, this girl just has blood congestion in her brain and optic nerve compression!" Since the Wei and Jin dynasties, Yao Jin has hated this ancient medical level, as soon as she heard that this doctor didn't do anything, she first gave her a misdiagnosis, her heart was angry, she tried her best to support her head, and said loudly: "The reason why a famous doctor becomes a famous doctor is that you must first have an extraordinary level! If you cure me casually, you are naturally qualified to scold and lose your temper!" Otherwise, with the way you are now, you can only be regarded as a quack doctor who smashes the signboard if you don't do anything!"

Chu Ling listened to what she said, but became interested, walked up to her, opened his eyelids and looked at it, and pressed the injury on her back, so painful that Yao Jin wanted to scold again, but he said lightly: "It's not curable." ”

Murong Zihua's face froze, and he said seriously: "Uncle Chu, she is the princess of the Li Dynasty and Zihua's fiancée, you really can't cure it?"

"I don't care about my identity, I don't care if she's a princess or not, or if she's your wife. Chu Ling rolled her eyes, "She has a short temper, she can't move at every turn, her blood flow is not smooth, and her internal fire is vigorous, I'm afraid it's not the first time that she can't see these eyes, right?"

Long Wan hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, the princess once rained, and then her eyes became blurry for a while, and she took medicine for a long time before she got better." ”

"That medicine is useless!" Chu Ling glanced at Yao Jin again, "If your temper doesn't change, you will be blind sooner or later." ”

"You-" Yao Jin was about to scold him, but Murong Zihua covered her mouth, "Your temper can be changed, your eye disease can be cured, and the wound on your back?"

"Minor injury, less than three days. Chu Ling stretched out a hand, "You can be cured in three days and stop the medicine, and when you get to Linghui, you will be fine." ”

Murong Zihua was overjoyed, and immediately took out a package of things from his arms: "Uncle Xie Chu." ”

Chu Ling glanced at it, pouted and said, "Send this thing, along with your wife, to Aoyuan." ”

"It's not the smell you want—"

"I want it, but do you know who I'm asking for?" Chu Ling crossed his waist with one hand and poked Murong Zihua's heart with the other, "For your lord, who is about to be half paralyzed, your father!"

"Father's leg disease ......" Murong Zihua was shocked, "But my father and mother both said that it was just a recurrence of the old disease, and it was no big deal!"

Chu Ling shook his head and sighed, "If he doesn't say that, how can your heartless concubine rest assured?"

Thinking of his father's kindness and filial piety since he was a child, King Min really did his best to raise and love him, even if it was an ordinary family's father and son, I am afraid that it would be nothing more than that, Murong Zihua felt a pain in his heart, and his face was a little gloomy: "It's Zihua who is not filial." ”

"Don't be a filial son in front of me, I'm not your old son!" Chu Ling looked at the group of people who were sprinkled with joy, and said in a long voice: "So many people are crowded here, how can I see a doctor?"