The amount of information for such a moment was too large, and she couldn't figure it out for a while.

The child's father was so close.

Although she didn't want to find the child's father, she asked Feng Yichen to help her find out the original intention of this matter, and just wanted to find out the few people who participated in sending her to the Qinglou in the first place. In order to prevent Lin Lingxue and King Chu from framing her with this matter in the future, they took precautions in advance, but they didn't expect Feng Yichen to admit this matter.

So what now?

This kid is still a royal heir! How could a royal heir be left in exile?

The fact that the father is Feng Yichen may be a good thing for the child.

Even if the King of Chu and Lin Lingxue attack her with their children at that time, and Feng Yichen will protect the children, it is better than her being a young lady from a powerless general's family.

Thinking of this, she breathed a sigh of relief, rolled over and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, she looked at the child and went to the hanging pot hall.

There are still a lot of patients in the hanging pot hall these days, some of them were recommended by the previous patients, Lin Mo stood by the door of the inner room, and when she heard the patients praising Li Wenqing, she smiled and sat at the counter.

She bled her cheeks and looked at the crowd of people coming and going on the street outside, and she didn't know where Yin Mosi had gone after leaving? Will there be any chance of seeing each other in the future?

She was looking for help when a man in a gray-blue robe walked in.

Seeing that someone was coming, Zhang Ya hurriedly greeted him and greeted, "May I ask if the son is going to see a doctor or take medicine?" ”

The man glanced at him, looked indifferent, and said, "Is your boss here?" ”

Hearing this, Lin Mo sat up straight and looked at the man: "I am the boss here, may I ask the son what is the matter?" ”

Hearing this, the man looked Lin Mo up and down, his eyes were cold, and he said, "My master is unwell, and I heard that Dr. Lin has excellent medical skills, so I want to ask the doctor to come over and take a look." ”

This person's voice is sonorous and powerful, his body is standing straight, and his casual clothes can't stop his righteousness, and he is not a simple person when he thinks about it.

Lin Mo smiled faintly at him: "I'm sorry for this son, the doctor of the Hanging Pot Hall is not out of the clinic, please ask the son to bring your master to the Hanging Pot Hall, or ask another master." ”

Seeing that she shirked, the man did not show displeasure, only nodded lightly and turned to leave.

The corners of Lin Mo's lips hooked slightly, feeling that this person was very simple.

I don't know whose entourage has such a tenacious temperament.

Li Wenqing finished checking the patient's pulse, chatted with the patient and walked out, and smiled at Lin Mo when he saw Lin Mo there.

He beckoned the patient to wait for a moment and walked around the counter from behind Lin Mo.

Seeing this, Lin Mo withdrew from the counter and was about to leave, when Li Wenqing stopped her.

She looked back in confusion, saw that he was writing a prescription, didn't ask more, stood aside and waited for him to grasp the medicine and give it to the patient, and then raised an eyebrow at him: "What's wrong?" But what's the matter? ”

Li Wenqing walked up to her, pulled her into the counter, and asked her with a smile: "Boss, can you ask some of the medical skills you saw when you studied medicine on your own?" Can you lend it to the next one? ”

Last time, Li Wenqing asked Lin Mo who the medical master was, and casually responded that she was self-taught.

Now that Li Wenqing is looking for her to ask for a book, where can she find it for him, it is difficult to write a copy to him.

Xu is face was embarrassed, Li Wenqing changed his words and said: "If it is inconvenient to borrow books, the boss will talk to me below, and I still don't know much about many aspects." ”

There's nothing wrong with that, and it just so happens she's free.

She took Li Wenqing to the inner consultation room, and Li Wenqing asked about some things that she didn't understand in front of the drawings she had drawn, as well as some strange illnesses encountered in books.

Lin Mo explained to him one by one, some diseases are very slow to be treated by Chinese medicine, and she dismantled some theories of Western medicine and explained them to him.

Hearing these remarks that he had never heard before, he was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were a little more burning when he looked at Lin Mo.

The two talked happily, and they didn't notice Feng Yichen at the door at all, and when they were excited, Li Wenqing actually grabbed Lin Mo's hand.

Feng Yichen's eyes changed, and he coughed twice at the right time, which attracted the attention of the two.

Only then did Li Wenqing realize that he was holding Lin Mo's hand, and hurriedly let go, and walked out with a red face.

Seeing that the handsome face at the door was a little gloomy, Lin Mo pursed his lips helplessly and stepped forward: "The prince came so early, didn't he make an appointment after noon." ”

Feng Yichen didn't speak, coughed lightly twice, and her lips were paler than a few days ago.

Feng Mian retreated very interestingly.

Lin Mo walked behind Feng Yichen and pushed him in, sat down in front of him and gave him a pulse first.

On the other side, Feng Yichen had been silent, and Lin Mo felt that he might be unhappy, and the reason for his displeasure might be that Li Wenqing grabbed her hand.

She didn't expect Feng Yichen to be a vinegar jar.

After giving him a pulse, Lin Mo got up and pushed him into the inner room, turned around and tied the door, and hooked the corners of his lips at him: "Lord Wang, please take off your shirt and lie down." ”

This time, Feng Yichen didn't have ink, stood up expressionlessly, took off the black blue moire brocade robe on his body and put it aside, untied the belt of his middle coat, and obediently lay down on the bed.

Seeing him like this, Lin Mo pursed his lips and didn't speak, took out a new silver needle, and pierced a needle array on his chest that was the same as yesterday.

The room was unusually quiet, and a needle drop could be heard.

Lin Mo sat at the table not far away, looking at the beauty on the bed. The beauty's face was indifferent, her eyes were as bright as water, and she lay quietly without saying a word.

The two were relatively speechless, and after a quarter of an hour, Lin Mo got up and walked to him, leaned over and pulled out the silver needle from his chest.

She put the silver needle away and put it on her waist, and Feng Yichen suddenly got up and stood in front of her. It was so close that she could look up and touch the tip of his nose.

Lin Mo took a step back, his waist was hugged by Feng Yichen, and his waist arm pulled her into his arms, and his body was tightly together.

His eyes just met Feng Yichen's white neck, his breath sprayed on the top of Lin Mo's head, he reached out and lifted Lin Mo's chin, his eyes were deep, and said, "This king is jealous, very sour." ”

Seeing him like this, Lin Mo couldn't help laughing and asked him, "What does the prince want?" ”

Feng Yichen pursed her thin lips, looked at her fixedly, and said, "Kiss me." ”

Forehead......

For a moment, Lin Mo felt that he was a little domineering.

Just when she lost her mind, Feng Yichen attached her lips, and her lips and teeth were filled with the taste of plunder, and Lin Mo was sure that his domineering was not an illusion.

It turns out that the innocent appearance on his surface is a disguise, this is his original face.

But!

Lin Mo thinks he's pretty good, and she still likes it.

Feng Yichen has always had a faint cold plum fragrance on his body, and this smell made Lin Mo feel comfortable.

At this moment, the original owner's impression of that night suddenly appeared in her mind, as if it was this faint cold plum fragrance.

Thinking of this, she suddenly frowned, and pushed Feng Yichen away, and she didn't know why, she felt a little stuffy in her heart.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Feng Yichen, leaving him with an unknown expression, and left again.