There has always been a glory and a loss between the master and the servant, especially a big girl like Xiangjun, the dignity of the master is her own dignity, if Zhihan can't end well, how good can she be as a maid.

Therefore, she was so heartbroken that she actually directly confronted Meng Combrow.

"My young lady is also the prince's cousin, is it not okay for the young lady to be sick and let the prince take a look?"

It's the end of August, and autumn is still a little hot, but it's not as irritating as it was in July.

Meng Combrow held a white jade fan in his hand, the handle of the fan was cold and comfortable to touch.

She looked at Xiangjun, who was kneeling on the ground with a righteous face, she was quite good at talking.

Zhihan is a woman with needles in her hands, and the maids around her are not vegetarians.

Xiangjun thought that no matter what, she had to find a way to let Jing Qicheng go to see Zhihan, even if Meng combed her eyebrows and scolded herself, she would endure it.

A maid dared to speak to the princess like this, and Chun Xing next to her couldn't help it for a long time, and planned to teach Chun Xing a lesson, but Meng Combrow stopped Chun Xing with a smile.

She thought for a moment, then turned around and said to Jing Qicheng that although Zhihan was delicate, after entering the palace, it was the first time she was sick, and she was indeed unwell.

It's better to let yourself be a doctor.

"The prince is not in good health now, if you go to see Sister Zhihan again, it will inevitably be too sick, and it will not be good if you both fall ill at that time, let me go and see it first."

Meng combed his eyebrows and smiled, stood up, tilted his head and looked at Jing Qicheng, he was a doctor, if he could trust himself, then let her go to see Zhihan.

Rest assured, she has measure.

Jing Qicheng thought about it and said to Meng Combing his eyebrows.

He is still sick, although he has deceived Li Ya, but the prince may have also planted eyeliner in the palace, and he still moves less when he has nothing to do.

Xiangjun heard that Jing Qicheng agreed, and his face was not very good-looking.

She just wanted to persuade Jing Qicheng to let him go to see Zhihan in person, and as soon as she looked up, she saw Meng combing her eyebrows and looking at her with a smile.

"Still not leading the way? Aren't you afraid of delaying your young lady's illness? ”

Xiangjun had no choice but to take Meng to Lingyan Pavilion.

Before he approached the Lingyan Pavilion, he could smell the fragrance coming from inside.

This taste...... Meng combed his eyebrows and smiled slightly, lifted his skirt and walked into Lingyan Pavilion.

Because Lingyan Pavilion was Concubine Jing's former residence, it was very elegantly furnished, and after Zhihan moved in, a lot of furnishings were added, which was really luxurious.

Hanging next to the bed is a fragrant cloud yarn, hazy, because it is mixed with gold and silver threads, so as long as there is a little light, the veil will sparkle like the surface of the water.

Zhihan was lying on her side on the bed, a hao wrist stretched out of the yarn, and she also carried an agate gold-inlaid thin beauty bracelet on her wrist, which made her skin like snow.

Sick and still wearing jewelry, Zhihan is really exquisite.

Hearing that someone came in, Zhihan lifted the tent, her eyebrows and eyes lowered, and she looked pitiful, but she was stunned for a moment when she saw that the person who came was not Jing Qicheng but Meng Combing her eyebrows.

"My sister is really good-looking, and she doesn't look like a sick person at all."

She was wearing a water-red skirt with crisp shoulders looming, but it was really very attractive.

"I don't know if it's the princess coming, it's a long way to go."

"It doesn't matter."

Meng combed her eyebrows and motioned for Chun Xing to move a chair and sit on the edge of Zhihan's bed.

Zhihan glanced at Xiangjun, Xiangjun quickly lowered her head, not that she didn't want to invite Jing Qicheng to come, but that Meng combing her eyebrows was too difficult.

"The prince also remembers his sister's body, so let me come and see my sister."

"I'm just a little sick, I really don't need to work the princess, I'll just take a break, Xiangjun, send off guests."

Meng combed her eyebrows and smiled, she had just arrived, so she let herself go.

After he is also a miracle doctor, he still has the ability to see Zhihan's illness.

Besides, how can you not invite a doctor when you are sick, your ready-made doctor is here, so Zhihan should not be polite.

Zhihan still wanted to refuse, but Meng Combbs had already clasped Zhihan's wrist with his backhand.

She felt that her wrist was numb, and she had no strength at all.

Although he definitely has no chance of winning against a master like Jing Qicheng, it is still okay to pinch a numb tendon to make people lose their strength in a short period of time.

Zhihan's hand was soft, and Meng combs his eyebrows are already cutting his pulse.

She closed her eyes and it took a long time for her to let go of Zhihan.

"It seems that my sister is depressed caused by too much fire, and the qi in her heart can't be released, so she will naturally get sick."

These are all Meng combing his eyebrows, Zhihan has a steady pulse, and his health is not good, where is he a little sick.

Since she wants to let Jing Qicheng come to see her by pretending to be sick, what if she doesn't cooperate with her to act.

"Although my sister is still a minor illness, if it is not treated well, it may become the crux of the problem, I think my sister still has to take good care of her body."

Zhihan smiled very reluctantly, saying that she would definitely pay attention.

"Pay attention to what you do, you must take medicine."

Meng combed his eyebrows and motioned for Chun Xing to come forward and bring the medicinal materials in the drawer in his room, and after frying them, he gave them to Zhihan.

"Yes, miss."

Chun Xing ran out with a smoke, Meng combed her eyebrows and took Zhihan's hand affectionately: "My sister had a lot of misunderstandings about my sister before, and I always felt that you had thoughts about the prince that you shouldn't have." ”

"You also know that I and the prince are newly married Yan'er, and it is normal to be careful, after all, there are a lot of fox spirits around the prince."

Meng combed his eyebrows and sighed again, saying that this world is the way of the world, that is, some people know that the other party already has a family and still ask a man to stick it on him.

She asked Meng to comb her eyebrows, is this kind of woman who has no shame very cheap?

Zhihan's face became paler and paler, and she had to hold the corners of the quilt tightly with both hands to force herself to laugh.

After a while, Chun Xing came with a bowl of medicine.

"According to Miss's instructions, boil it thickly, and ensure that Miss Cousin will drink it, and she will definitely get rid of the disease."

Meng Combrow, the doctor, saw that the bowl was dark, and smelled the bitter medicinal juice that made people feel soft at the base of the tongue at a glance, and she was uncomfortable for Zhihan in her heart.

Zhihan even had rejection written all over her face.

"Sister, hurry up and drink the medicine."

Such a disgusting thing, Zhihan really can't drink it.

She frowned and looked at the medicine, she didn't know that Meng Combrow was deliberately embarrassing herself, but she first said that she was sick, and she had to drink this medicine, and she had to drink it if she didn't drink it.

Seeing her so hesitant, Meng Combrow said with a smile: "Sister, this is the medicine that my sister prepared for you personally, if you don't drink it, is it a bit of a waste of my sister's mind?" ”