Meng combs his eyebrows and his eyes are sharp, where does Zhihan dare to say half a word.

Chun Xing splashed the basin of water in her hand, splashing mud on the ground, and Zhihan's embroidered shoes were stained.

"Miss Cousin's atonement, I'm not news, you have a lot of adults, you won't bother with me, right."

The person that Miss hates is the person Chunxing hates.

Zhihan's face turned pale, and he hurriedly confessed and left with Xiangjun.

Today can be regarded as a bad breath, Chun Xing is very happy, who let Zhihan, the sassy fox, worry about the prince.

"Little girl, it turns out that you are the princess of Cheng'er, not bad, and my temper."

What happened at the gate of the courtyard just now Qishan Yisheng saw it, and he felt that Meng Comb's fiery temper was really too much to his liking, and he hated the kind of person who pretended to be reserved and could make eighteen bends of the mountain road in one sentence, isn't it too tiring?

"What little girl, I have a name and a surname, don't you know how to read?"

The medical saint snorted, pointed to Jing Qicheng who was lying down and said, don't look at your age, but your seniority is high.

He and Jing Qicheng's family are also distant relatives, and Jing Qicheng wants to call himself uncle.

"Uncle? Are you related to the Royal? ”

"Sort of."

The medical saint put a big grin on the chair, his grandfather was the uncle of the emperor, but his grandfather had no interest in power, he only liked alchemy and medicine, so he simply left the palace and went to travel all over the world.

His father is the same, he is obsessed with medical skills, has searched a lot of medical books and classics, and is also a miracle doctor.

In his generation, relying on the accumulation of previous generations, he was respected as the Qishan Medical Saint at a young age.

"Oh, then your surname is Jing too?"

"Yes, but this surname is a bit too ostentatious, so you can just call me uncle."

He crossed his waist and looked like an elder, which looked very out of place with his face.

Meng combed his eyebrows and laughed, what about uncle, she is still a younger brother.

What kind of Qishan medical saint, even the poison on Jing Qicheng's body can't be cured, and this medical saint is really in vain.

"You know what, I ......."

The medical saint couldn't say half a sentence when he was blocked by Meng Combing's eyebrows, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence, Jing Qicheng had been poisoned for too long, and it was not easy for him to save his life and let him live until now.

If it weren't for him, Jingqi Seizao doesn't know how many times he would have died.

"Since you are a medical saint, then you must have a lot of precious herbs?"

There was a very proud expression on the face of the medical saint, it was natural.

Meng combs his eyebrows and eyes lit up, in this case, does he have a dragon grass?

"Well." He scratched his head, this one really didn't.

Huilong grass grows in the Western Regions, which is extremely rare, even the locals may not have that blessing in their lifetime to see once, let alone the Central Plains.

Meng Combrow really wanted to beat him up, what did this medical saint want him to do!

"Stop arguing."

Jing Qicheng, who was lying on the bed, propped himself up with his arms, his room seemed to have never been so lively, and his temples were buzzing.

The medical saint glared at Meng Combrow, did he hear it, his little nephew thought she was noisy.

Meng combed his eyebrows and glared back unceremoniously, saying nonsense, it was obviously him who was the most noisy person.

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel again, Jing Qicheng only felt a headache.

Both of them were kicked out, standing at the door of Jing Qicheng's room, looking at each other, and couldn't help but complain to each other again.

"Hmph, I see that my nephew married you, a shrew, and he really poured mold for eight lifetimes, I want to find the emperor and say, he chose this daughter-in-law, is he worthy of the dead Concubine Jing."

Meng Combs has never lost to anyone again, and she also squeezed the medical saint, saying that she was really blind to the name of Qishan medical saint, which simply made people laugh off their big teeth.

The two of them were chattering in the courtyard like children, and Chunxing Hula ran over and said that someone was coming from the prince's mansion.

"The people of the East Palace? What are they coming to do? ”

There are many staff members under the prince, and the one who came today can be regarded as a henchman of the prince.

His name is Li Ya, and he has been by the prince's side for many years and is very powerful.

"See the princess."

"No courtesy, I don't know what the prince commands?"

Li Ya laughed and said that the prince heard that Jing Qicheng's health was not very happy recently, and seeing that he hadn't come to the court for a few days, he was worried about his brotherhood and was very worried, so he specially asked himself to send some medicinal materials to replenish his body.

Meng combed his eyebrows and glanced at it, the prince is really the prince, and he has a generous hand, and all these things are very precious.

It's just that why does she think that the prince is a bit of a weasel to give New Year's greetings to chickens, and she is not happy?

"Prince Lao is worried, the prince just has joint pain, and it is also an old disease, please tell the prince when you go back, saying that the prince is fine."

"In that case, can you let the lower officials meet the prince, and I can give an explanation to the prince when I go back."

Li Ya's eyes kept wandering around the palace, obviously trying to see some clues.

Meng Combrow also knew in his heart that he was here to deliver medicine, but in fact, he was here to explore the truth and see how Jing Qicheng's body was doing.

She thought about it for a while, asked Li Ya to wait here for a while, and arranged it herself.

After a while, she asked Li Ya to go with her to see Jing Qicheng, but when Li Ya arrived at the room, she saw a screen separating herself from Jing Qicheng.

Through the screen, he couldn't see anything.

"The prince is worried about the illness and gives it to Lord Li, if Lord Li goes back, it will not be good if he passes it on to the prince."

Li Ya thought in his heart, could it be that King Chen was sick and couldn't get out of bed, so he deliberately pretended to be afraid that he would see something.

He deliberately took the opportunity to drink tea and glanced sideways, only to see that there was indeed a person in a golden mask sitting there behind the screen.

"Please tell the prince when I go back, saying that I will be fine after a few days of rest."

Jing Qicheng's voice came from behind the screen, Li Ya had seen Jing Qicheng before, and he could tell his voice, and the person who spoke was Jing Qicheng.

Listening to his voice, it seems to be quite loud, not like a sick person who is about to die.

Could it be that he is really okay now?

He asked a few more words and tried it, Jing Qicheng answered them one by one, his tone of voice was very calm, only slightly tired, as if he was a little tired.

Li Ya drank a cup of tea and said that he would go back to restore his life, and the prince was still waiting for him.

Meng combed his eyebrows and asked Chunxing to send him to the gate of the palace, and chose some return gifts, saying that he was grateful for the prince's kindness.

After sending Li Ya away, Meng Combrow stopped smiling and rushed into the room, while Jing Qicheng was already coughing.

"You forcibly used internal force to suppress the toxicity, so it caused a backlash, Chunxing, hurry up and get the medicine I prepared!"