Chapter 324: The Barefoot Doctor

"Uncle, is Qing Yimei beautiful?"

"Uh...... Beauty...... But can you come down first. ”

In the face of Zhu Qingyi, who suddenly "attacked", how else could An Yi with a wry smile answer? Is she ugly?

"Then why don't you even look at me. I don't want to...... Do you want to talk to Qingyi? ”

"You...... You put on your clothes first, and I'll talk to you all night. ”

An Yi felt that she should really let Ziyun come over at this time to see if this eldest lady of the official eunuch family was more charming than the red lady in Qianyun Tower tonight. The originally delicate and handsome Zhu Qingyi was covered with a layer of hazy charm, and An Yi felt that the bones and scum that were left were about to be swallowed alive by the wonderful person in front of him, even if he was a Da Luo Immortal, he couldn't resist it here.

This matter has to start from half a day ago

When An Yi brought Zhu Qingyi out of the Liao camp, the person was still fine. When they arrived at the place where they came to join Sun Dezhang's army, they felt that something was wrong with this girl's face.

Isn't it, a whole bottle is poured into the stomach, can it be right?

But even if Zhu Qingyi knew about this kind of thing in her heart, she couldn't talk about it. There are all big men in the army, and there is not even a female officer, so is it difficult for her to lie down to a comfortable ear and tell her that she has been drugged? According to Zhu Qingyi's temperament, it is really better to kill her with a knife.

The problem is that Zhu Qingyi herself underestimated the power of this medicine, thinking that it would be like eating something bad and just endure it. simply held the comfortable horse's neck with one hand and covered his arms with the other.

An Yi was careful, saw it in his eyes, and kept asking Zhu Qingyi if she was uncomfortable. He also thought that he was injured somewhere in the Liao camp, although there were no female officers in the army, but there were still military doctors, and simple bandaging was no problem.

However, Zhu Qingyi was willing to agree, closed her eyes and endured the itch in her heart, and waved her hand towards An Yi.

An Yi didn't feel anything at first, after all, this Zhu Qingyi was not Gao Yingshu and Liu Siyi, so he hugged him and didn't let Lang Zhong have a good pulse, and he didn't want to leave. The girl doesn't look small, can she still know her body?

however

After entering Lu'an Mansion, Zhu Qingyi slowly felt that something was wrong, she felt that her skin was hot and red like a fire all over her body, and her mind was full of some lingering cluttered images, and when she wanted to open her eyes, there was a foggy patch in front of her, and the blurred feeling was deeply written on her pretty face.

"No, Jiyun, you come with me and take your sister to find Langzhong."

An Yi could feel the bamboo in front of the horse right away, releasing heat like a piece of red-hot carbon, and gently touched his forehead with his fingers, and it was all burned like this, is this still called okay? Immediately took Zhu Qingyi and her younger brother Zhu Jiyun and ran to the medical hall mentioned by the prefect of Lu'an Mansion who came to pick them up.

To say that Zhu Qingyi, this girl is also a strong character, the half-pillar of incense in the big man's mouth forced her to resist for half an afternoon.

Zhu Qingyi is a girl's family, and An Yi took Zhu Jiyun with him to let his younger brother help when it was inconvenient, so he didn't let Sun Dezhang or even Mao Zi follow. However, the prefect of Lu'an did not dare to slack off, and ordered the soldiers of the government to surround the entire medical hall, and no one was allowed to enter or leave, so he sent someone to invite the old man who had gone home and was lying on the rattan chair enjoying the moonlight.

Lao Langzhong saw that the prefect was standing respectfully in the back, and knew that the young man in the white robe in front of him was definitely not a small role, so he didn't dare to slack off, so he supported the apprentice to find a clean silk handkerchief and put it on Zhu Qingyi's wrist, and quietly set up the pulse.

"This ......"

"This is Uncle Jingyuan."

"Oh, it turned out to be uncle, the old man is disrespectful and disrespectful, can the uncle control this friend of yours, she is struggling like this, the old man really can't hold her pulse."

Zhu Qingyi, who was on the soft collapse, felt the hot sensation coming from all directions from Zhou's body, so that this girl, who had always been elegant and quiet, could not even calm down for a moment.

Lao Langzhong originally worked as a doctor in the palace, and when he returned to his hometown to recuperate in his old age, he became a well-known "living immortal" in Lu'an Mansion with his own pair of wonderful medical holy hands. Needless to say, medical skills naturally need to be said, as soon as he returned to the medical hall and saw Zhu Qingyi, who was red-eared on the soft collapse, he almost knew the general situation. Then put your hand on the pulse that can be seen clearly with the naked eye, and you will know it in your heart.

But

The people who have walked in the palace have one hundred and twenty hearts, and even if they are old and twilight, there are still twenty less, and there are still a full hundred left. He has seen a lot of the little masters in the palace, but some things cannot be said from afar.

"Sir, is this girl still suffering from any disease? Are you sure? ”

"No problem, no problem."

Lao Langzhong smiled and made a gesture towards Anyi slowly, "The girl is just frightened, and her blood is surging, so I just need to prescribe a prescription for her, and serve her with a torment, and within the time of a stick of incense, the old man can keep the girl fine." ”

"Is this a surge of blood and blood?"

An Yi felt Zhu Qingyi, whose eyes were tightly closed, grasping the slender hand of his arm and nails almost embedded in the flesh, and looked at the old man in disbelief.

"Uncle, please rest assured, Mr. Gong is the most famous doctor in this house, since he is so sure, he must have a sense of proportion in his heart." The prefect on the side saw An Yi's suspicious eyes, and hurriedly supported the "living immortals" under his house.

Mr. Gong smiled, didn't speak again, and instructed his little apprentice to grab a few doses of medicine according to his own prescription, and then repeatedly told him how to decoction, and asked him to follow Uncle Jing Yuan to serve and take care of him. Here, the Lu'an prefect did not slack off, and had already prepared a well-taken mansion to lead them to settle down. Then after a few words of greetings with Uncle Jingyuan, he excused himself and left.

Anyi is okay, but Zhu Jiyun, a little scholar, is not very good, from the night Zhu Qingyi was taken away to the present, his eyes are red, and when he arrived at the mansion, An Yi felt that Zhu Qingyi would be fine if he drank the medicine, so he went to rest quickly. But when Zhu Jiyun, this kid, saw his sister's stunned look, where was he willing to go, and insisted on staring at the house, even if it was to do An Yi a favor. If you can't twist him comfortably, you can only give up. didn't know how to turn around, Zhu Jiyun was already sitting on the small square pier by the door and fell asleep.

"You guys carry him to the house and sleep, I don't think this kid can stand it." An Yi instructed a few little maids in the courtyard to carry the unstable young master back to the inner house.

I don't know if the little apprentice's skillful decoction technique is not fast enough, or that Mr. Gong underestimated Zhu Qingyi, the "patient" who poured the whole bottle, when An Yi was waiting in the room, Zhu Qingyi's only remaining consciousness had been completely destroyed by the hot and crazy medicinal power.

"I don't want to marry Gao Cixun, I don't want to marry Gao Cixun!"

"Okay, okay, don't marry, don't marry, calm down, the medicine will be fine immediately."

An Yi looked at Zhu Qingyi who was supported by a pair of lotus arms on his body, almost repeated this sentence from his mouth, turned over and pressed Zhu Qingyi on the bed again with a leisurely hand, and then covered her with the plain brocade robe on her body.

"Uncle, don't go, Qingyi is so hot."

Zhu Qingyi was like the kind of octopus with tentacles and suckers in the sea that An Yi had eaten in King De's mansion, and he was just about to get up from the bed, when Zhu Qingyi's two arms were wrapped around his neck and hugged An Yi again at a very intimate and ambiguous angle. Homeopathic put his delicate face almost to his comfortable face, and the warm fragrance exhaled from his sandalwood mouth seemed to be another spring. The medicine, the flirtatious comfort are all hot.

Zhu Qingyi is not like Liu Siyi, she is born with a charming bone, and a girl like her, who was originally reserved and generous, is under the trend of medicinal power, as if she was forced to show her infinite enchantment, but she is unfamiliar but has a different kind of temptation.

"Bamboo girl, you have to do this again...... It's so comfortable......"

After An Yi's words were finished, Zhu Qingyi imprinted a touch of red warmth at him, blocked the words that still had half a rod left in his mouth, twisted his shoulders, took off the brocade robe he was draped on, pulled his right hand, and ripped off the last layer of tulle covering his body.

For a time, the color is beautiful, and the spring is full of ......

......................

Early the next morning

When An Yi woke up from the bed, Zhu Qingyi beside him was still asleep.

Speaking of which, this girl was already injured on her body, even if she took the medicine cooked by the little apprentice, and carefully treated the wounds on her body with the help of An Yi according to Mr. Gong's instructions, but the madness of the night under the urging of this medicine made An Yi a little tired, not to mention Zhu Qingyi, a girl with thin bones, who was already a little unbearable, and in the end, even if she was still unforgiving, but her mouth was already begging for mercy again and again.

An Yi stood up and looked at Zhu Qingyi on the bed, with a wry smile in his heart.

This man, sometimes he is really an animal who thinks in the lower half of his body, and he is obviously two sides that are still opposed to each other, but he is completely entangled with her daughter.

"Uncle, there's a gentleman outside asking to see you." The maid's voice came in from outside the door, obviously in a gentle tone, but somehow it frightened An Yi, as if someone had caught something.

"Sir? What sir? “

"The gentleman said that his surname was Jiang and that he was from Chengdu, and he said that you would know when he mentioned it to you."

An Yi touched his head impatiently, he really didn't remember which surname Jiang, so he waved his hand casually, "Let him wait in the flower hall, I'll ...... later"

As he spoke, this Jingyuan Bocai almost jumped up from his chair with a "ho" sound like waking up from a big dream.

"Who do you say?!"