She couldn't care about anything else, she threw away Rong Xiaoyue's hand and ran towards the little monk, squatting in front of the little monk, "Little Master, did you break your leg?" ”

"Pain...... It hurts......" The little monk saw that she was not dressed simply, but he didn't care about saluting, covering his legs and wailing in pain.

"I'm a doctor, I'll check it out for you." Shen Dailing stretched out his hand to check for the little monk.

"Brother and sister, although you know a little bit of medical skills, don't you understand the truth that men and women don't kiss? My royal brother is still watching here, what kind of system are you doing this? Rong Xiaoyue said.

"Yes, Imperial Sister, although she is a monk, she is also a man, if it spreads, won't it be the face of our royal family?" Rong Yuting frowned and reminded.

"As a doctor, it is my duty to treat diseases and save people, so don't talk about it." She ignored the words of the two men and put her hand on the little monk's lap.

She knew that the appearance of these two imperial sisters would not be anything good, and she was really annoying to trouble her just after she met them.

If she provokes her again, she doesn't mind telling them to shut up!

Seeing that she didn't know how to lift, Rong Xiaoyue looked at Rong Yanqi on the side angrily, "Seventh brother, are you just standing there and not saying anything?" ”

Rong Yanqi raised his head and glanced at the other party lightly, "This king thinks that what the princess said is reasonable, as a doctor, he should save the dead and help the injured." ”

"You ......" Rong Xiaoyue didn't expect him to say this.

"Lord Wang, I need your help." Shen Dailing looked at Rong Yanqi.

Rong Yanqi walked up to her and said condescendingly, "What are you doing?" ”

"This little master's leg is broken and needs to be straightened, I don't have the strength to need you to do it." Shen Dailing said.

Rong Yanqi narrowed his eyes and did not speak.

Shen Dailing stood up and smiled with his eyebrows: "The prince has been fighting abroad all the year round, he should have been in contact with this kind of injury, and he knows how to treat it, right?" ”

Rong Yanqi knew that she was very smart, but she didn't expect to even guess this direction, and bowed her head slightly.

"Then I'm bothering you." Shen Dailing said with a smile.

Rong Yanqi did not refuse, squatted down and held the little monk's right leg, his wrist suddenly moved, only heard a few 'clicks', the little monk screamed twice, and the right leg, which was still in pain before, suddenly felt that the leg bone was not as painful as just now, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Shen Dailing looked at the little monk and said, "Little Master, your leg is fine, you can heal after a few days of rest." ”

The little monk stood up supporting the tree next to him, and found that it was not as painful as just now, and folded his hands: "Thank you two donors for saving me, the little monk is grateful." ”

"You're welcome." Shen Dailing shook his head and asked, "We have come to the Heavenly Realm Temple on the order of the emperor to think, who are we going to see?" ”

The little monk looked at them seriously at this moment, and reacted: "It turned out to be the Seventh Prince and the Seventh Princess, and Master Deadwood is already waiting for the two of them in the main hall, please go with the little monk." ”

"Little Master, your leg injury has not fully recovered, and it is not suitable for long-term exercise, so we will go by ourselves." Shen Dai Lingdao.

"Thank you, donor." The little monk bent down and saluted.

She looked at Rong Yanqi and asked, "Lord Wang, let's go." ”

Rong Yanqi looked at her smile, didn't say anything, and walked towards the main hall.

As for Rong Xiaoyue and Rong Yuting, she didn't continue to pay attention to them, and threw them in place as if she didn't see them.

Rong Xiaoyue and Rong Yuting stood in place, looking at the backs of the two of them leaving, their faces were blue and white.

Rong Yuting said in a low voice: "Sister Huang, I see that this seventh princess didn't take you seriously at all, and she didn't even say hello when she left." ”

"Hmph, it's just a little bit of fur medicine, and he wants to swagger in front of us, which is really a lesson." Rong Xiaoyue said dissatisfied.

"Imperial Sister, didn't we come to the Heavenly Realm Temple this time just to teach her a hard lesson? Have you figured out how to do it? Rong Yuting asked.

Rong Xiaoyue frowned, when she took Shen Dailing to visit just now, she was going to teach her a lesson, who knew that an injured little monk suddenly appeared.

"There's no hurry, anyway, for such a long time, let's play with her slowly." As a princess, there is no more time for nothing.

Rong Yuting pursed her lips and said in a low voice: "Imperial Sister, the Seventh Princess said that she can cure your body so that you can be a mother, do you want her to treat you?" ”

"Just her?" Rong Xiaoyue looked down on Shen Dailing from the bottom of her heart, if it wasn't for this woman's calculations, how could the emperor's brother marry her?

Such a despicable person would never believe that he was now acting swaggering and deceiving outside in the name of a doctor.

She looked at Rong Yuting and said, "She doesn't have such a great ability at all, and she doesn't have this ability, don't be deceived by her." ”

Rong Yuting showed a shallow smile: "What the imperial sister said is that I was naïve." ”

Shen Dailing and Rong Yanqi walked a total of four hundred and ninety steps, and finally came to the top of the Heavenly Realm Temple. She looked back at her feet, her field of vision was wide, and she could see the capital in the distance.

In such an excellent position, even the mood became different from just now, and his chest seemed to be filled with blood.

No matter what place it is, she has to gain a foothold here and live in this beautiful place!

Looking back at Rong Yanqi, who was walking in front, he quickly followed, and asked, "You seem to have something on your mind?" ”

Rong Yanqi stopped and glanced at her, "Don't be too troublesome." ”

"Hmph, don't talk about pulling down." She pursed her lips in annoyance and strode in front of him.

Rong Yanqi looked at her back, couldn't help but show a chuckle, and kept up with her with faster steps.

The two people kept a distance of near and far, and came to the majestic Daxiong Treasure Hall, where the Buddha statue was set up in the empty treasure hall, which was tall and majestic, and made people feel awe-inspiring.

In the middle, an elderly man sat cross-legged, dressed in a robe, with his back to the two of them.

Rong Yanqi stepped forward and said, "I've seen Master Deadwood." ”

Master Deadwood didn't look back, turned his back to them and said, "You two have come to think about it, have you thought about your mistakes?" ”

"The disciple is not talented, please ask the master for guidance." Rong Yanqi bent down and said.

"The two of you sit behind the old man, think about your own decisions, your own delusions, and then tell the old man after you have figured everything out."

"Yes!" Rong Yan replied.

Shen Dailing frowned, she wanted to kneel here for a long time, she wanted to refuse, but the emperor's order could not be violated, she had to endure the unhappiness in her heart and face the reality.

So he stepped forward and took a futon, placed it beside Master Deadwood, and then knelt on it and glanced at the Buddha statue in front of him.

Then looked at Rong Yanqi on the side, kneeling in front of the Buddha statue with a solemn expression.