Although it is not uncommon for people to be named after numbers in Da Zhou, this name still aroused Feng Yan's interest at once.

Peach, three, plum, four, plum twelve. Thirty and forty-two are all months, and when I was young, my aunt once explained that the proverb that plum blossoms bloom the latest because it takes the most effort.

Feng Yan's gaze fell on Mei Twelve's hand, his left hand hung down to his side, hidden in his sleeve, while his right hand was exposed because it was placed on the medicine box on his shoulder, and if you looked closely, you would find that this person was wearing a thin layer of white gauze gloves.

"When I saw you wearing white gloves when I applied the needle last night, I thought it was the attention of acupuncture," Feng Yan said softly,

"So you love it every day," Mei Twelve's right hand also drooped down.

"Yes," he looked at Feng Yan,

"Because I don't like dust."

"It's worthy of being a doctor, even if it's a small thing." Feng Yan praised softly,

"No wonder Imperial Doctor Cheng has so much trust in your methods." Feng Yuandao was on the sidelines and the audience was intentional,

"Ah, it turns out that Mr. Mei is so concerned about this."

"It's not a matter of care," Mei Twelve said softly,

"Lord Feng doesn't have to take care of anything, I will pay attention to the places I should pay attention to."

"Eh" Feng Yuandao shook his head,

"That's what I said, tomorrow I will pick up Mr. Mei's carriage, I will definitely let my subordinates wash it again and again, and I will not let Mr. Mei mind." Feng Yan looked at her father, a little puzzled for a while,

"Didn't the imperial doctor say that my mother only needs to apply the needle once?"

"Not for your mother," Feng Yuandao replied with a smile,

"I invited Mr. Tomorrow Mei to come to my house as a guest, and he is also a good hand at raising flowers and planting trees."

"It's just a hobby, it's nothing," Mei Twelve lowered his eyes and said,

"It's just that last night, I saw that Lord Feng's legs and feet seemed to have rheumatism, and it hadn't invaded the bones, if the needle was applied in time, it would still be cured in a month or two, and it would be difficult to say if it dragged on any longer." Feng Yan was slightly stunned.

Feng Yuandao's legs and feet have a faint pain every time it rains, and I don't know how many talented people have been invited by the family before, from spiritual power infusion, herbal treatment to moxibustion and acupuncture, I have tried almost all kinds of methods, but it can only be relieved but difficult to cure.

Later, Feng Yuandao didn't bother to toss, anyway, every time the pain was not bad, and the patience passed, he often laughed at himself in front of his wife and daughter that he was also an ordinary person who had not opened his spiritual sense, of course, he also had a little trouble with ordinary people, which was not unusual.

And Mei Twelve in front of him boasted that he could be cured with acupuncture, and it would only take a month or two. Feng Yan was a little incredulous,

"Really, you're sure"

"Hmm." Mei Twelve stared into Feng Yan's eyes,

"I never lie about medicine." Feng Yuandao smiled,

"It doesn't matter if it's not cured, I've been used to it for so many years, so let's just do it, it's rare for me to meet a friend who understands flowers and plants like Mr. Mei, you must come to the house often in the future"

"Then there's Monsieur Laumay." Feng Yan bowed slightly towards Mei Twelve. Mei Twelve also bowed his head slightly to Feng Yan.

Soon, Feng Yuandao took Mei Twelve to the east gate. Feng Yan watched them go away, her eyes kept following the young medical officer, and the aura on his body was also very clean.

I want to come to that sentence

"I never lie about medicine" should be a very heavy promise to him. However, his father probably didn't think of this, and he seemed to be more worried that this matter might save the face of this young man than he was worried that this Mei Twelve would not cure his leg disease, so he even used the title

"Doctor" became

"Sir". If this farce is thrilling and dangerous, and in the end a miracle doctor is sent to the family by mistake, it will not be a blessing in disguise.

"Mrs" Feng Yan was a little distracted, and the voice pulled her out of her thoughts. went to trot to Feng Yan's side,

"Ah, you're really still here" Feng Yan was a little surprised,

"Didn't you go with your family?"

"Hey," he scratched his head,

"I wanted to ask my wife something, how long do you plan to stay at home next," Feng Yan glanced at it and said with a smile,

"Did your family ask you?"

"No, no, this dare not pretend to be the mouth of my family." Go and hurriedly waved his hand. As he spoke, he walked forward behind Feng Yan,

"I'm for our people" went and stretched out his hand and drew a few circles in the air, as if drawing out of thin air.

"I came specifically to ask. You haven't been back for a long time, and you didn't ask me today, if your wife won't come back in the future?"

"No" Feng Yan finally felt a little sleepy, she raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, and said softly,

"What is the original form of words?"

"Ah" went to a moment of confusion,

"What is the circle"

"Is it a hedgehog?" asked Feng Yan. The pace of going to Shi suddenly stopped. Feng Yan took a few more steps forward before realizing that she hadn't caught up, only to see that the smile on her face was fixed on her face, and the corners of her grinning mouth condensed into a weird and embarrassing arc.

"I, I, I" opened his mouth like a child, only to feel that cold sweat began to break out all over his body.

"Why don't I understand Mrs." Feng Yan walked to her side with a smile, half-blocked her mouth and nose with her sleeve, and said in a low voice,

"Don't pretend, a certain fox has been recruited, how long do you want to hide it from me" went to widen his eyes.

"Mrs. You, How are you?"

"Hmph," Feng Yan raised her eyebrows slightly,

"Madame knows everything." In the side hall of Taichu Palace, Du Weifeng has been waiting here for a long time. As soon as he saw Wei Xingzhen come in, he smiled and said,

"Oh, isn't this the Feng family's virtuous son-in-law who bravely saved his mother-in-law last night" Wei Xingzhen frowned and glanced at him, ignoring it.

Du mocked the wind and walked around to Wei Xingzhen,

"Why do you have a stinky face, I don't believe you're unhappy now."

"Not happy." Wei Xingzhen narrowed her eyes slightly,

"There is a leader named Flawed Ying among the martyrs, this news was told to you by Ah Yan." Du Weifeng blinked,

"Oh, she's all talking to you" Wei Xingzhen lowered her voice, but her tone was obviously a little annoyed,

"You have been hiding from me for so many days" Du mocked his hands and spread his hands,

"After Feng Yan explained the details to me, she asked me to swear not to reveal it to you on the spot, if I said in advance that I would be struck by lightning, then what could I do" Wei Xingzhen sneered,

"Then now on your side, do you have any clues about the flawed Ying" Du Weifeng shook his head,

"But there's something interesting, I'm going to start investigating it after I meet the saint today."

"What," Wei Xingzhen asked.

"Yesterday Feng Wulang met a group of smoke golems outside the city, and he didn't even recognize the people he was fighting with at first as smoke." Du mocked the wind and said softly,

"It's interesting."