Although Meng Combrow and Yisheng teamed up to stabilize Jing Qicheng's situation, Jing Qicheng's poisonous attack this time was very ferocious, if it weren't for this, the prince wouldn't have suspected it.

Chun Xing hurriedly brought the medicine, and Meng Combrow fed him little by little with a small spoon to drink.

"Don't worry, Li Ya is not suspicious, you can rest well."

If he had brought himself earlier, there wouldn't have been so much to do.

Even if he quarreled with him, he was lightly relieved, did Jing Qicheng feel that he was too rude?

She silently stayed by Jing Qicheng's side, wiped his sweat with a hot towel, and the medical saint hurriedly came to the door of the room with the medicine box on his back, and when he saw the scene in the room, he smiled and left.

As an elder, I still have this bit of vision.

Li Ya returned to the Prince's Mansion and told everything he saw in the Chenwang Mansion in detail, including what he said to Meng Combrow and who he met.

"Are you sure Jingqi Makoto is fine?"

The crown prince closed his eyes, Jing Qicheng did not appear for three days, and he did not ask for an imperial doctor from the palace, obviously because he did not want others to know about his physical condition.

Now Li Ya said that he was just a minor illness, and the prince was somewhat unconvinced.

Li Ya said that he heard it very clearly, Jing Qicheng was very angry, but he felt a little tired, but this is also very normal for a patient.

Besides, I heard that the Qishan Medical Saint arrived in the capital today and has been living in the palace, and his medical skills are much better than the imperial doctors in the palace.

"You go down first, find someone to keep an eye on the palace, and if there is any trouble, come back to me immediately."

When the prince opened his eyes, Jing Qi Cheng could hide it from him for decades, let alone three days, but what was he thinking in his heart.

"Your Highness, the bird's nest porridge I just simmered over low heat, with some rock sugar in it, can you taste it?"

Wang Qifu came out with a small bowl of green glaze, inside was a red blood-like blood swallow, which was the most soothing, the prince was upset today, and it was the best to eat this.

"You've got a heart."

The prince picked up the bird's nest and tasted it, and it was really sweet and delicious.

"My father sent me a letter yesterday, saying that he has selected a few suitable candidates from the court to help you in this imperial examination, do you want to take a look first?"

The prince put down the bowl and said no need, the right minister has always been not picky about things, he can put his mind at ease.

Wang Qifu smiled faintly, she helped the prince take care of the affairs of the house, and the husband and wife helped him take care of the affairs of the court, and their father and daughter did their best, and they would definitely share their worries for the prince.

"By the way, how has Qingyan been lately."

Wang Qifu's face was cold, but then she smiled and said that Mu Qingyan has settled down a lot since the last Mid-Autumn Festival palace banquet, and rarely goes out in the house.

It's just that the things in the palace last time made the emperor a little unhappy, even if Mu Qingyan was released, it was better to go out less, after all, now the emperor is thinking about the candidates to supervise the imperial examination, so it's better to be careful.

Wang Qifu's words reminded the prince, he thought about it, and said that the matter of letting Mu Qingyan come out should be slowed down, and he would wait until he was chosen.

"If it is not enough to succeed and more to lose, if it really makes the people of the Chen Palace, it will be fine, but it will affect the people of our Prince's Mansion."

The prince was very angry when he thought that Mu Qingyan wouldn't even lie, if it weren't for her father's sake, he would definitely be severely punished for what happened last time!

Wang Qifu comforted the prince for a while before going out with the empty bowl.

She said to Ziyan that she told the people in the house that she was not allowed to give Mu Qingyan what she wanted, and if she complained, she would tell the prince.

Ziyan said that she knew what to do, reassuring Wang Qifu.

Under the conditioning of Meng Combing's eyebrows, Jing Qicheng's body has already improved.

If it hadn't been for Li Ya last time, maybe he would have gotten out of bed three days ago.

"These soups have Chinese medicine added to them, and they all have to be drunk, Chunxing, you give me a good look at him."

Chun Xing honestly stood by and watched Jing Qicheng drink the soup, while Meng Combrow went to the courtyard to dry all the medicinal materials sent by the shopkeeper Zhu before, so as not to mold if they were kept in the warehouse.

She felt that she didn't feel like a princess at all, but like a peasant woman.

When she was busy, she suddenly saw Jing Qicheng come out, she was busy asking Chun Xing to help him back, and finally the poison was suppressed, how could he come out again, how good it would be if the wind blew, she fed so many precious medicinal materials, she couldn't waste it in vain.

"I've been sleeping for a few days, and it's good to come out and bask in the sun."

Jing Qicheng looked at Meng combing her eyebrows, she didn't have any jewelry on her head, she just casually coiled her hair behind her head with a hosta flower, dressed in a simple gray linen dress, and her sleeves were rolled up, as if she had just come back from working in the fields.

Those dresses are all made of good materials, and it's a pity that Meng combs her eyebrows for fear of getting dirty, so she specially asked Aunt Song to find a piece of linen for herself, and asked Chun Xing to make it for herself, which is quite convenient to wear.

"I've worked hard for you these past few days."

"If you really feel sorry for me, hurry up and take care of your body, you don't know, all the medicinal herbs I saved have entered your stomach."

Meng combed his eyebrows and pursed his lips, his body is very expensive now.

"By the way, what about my uncle?"

"I guess I'm going to hear about it."

Yisheng doesn't have any other hobbies, he likes to go to the teahouse to listen to people's stories, and he doesn't see anyone all day long.

He had a big heart, and directly threw Jing Qicheng to himself, and said that he wanted to cultivate a good relationship with Jing Qicheng, and she just wanted to be lazy when she looked at the doctor.

At this time, it is already early autumn, and although the temperature is not too low, the wind is already blowing.

Meng combed his eyebrows and asked Chunxing to bring a cloak for Jing Qicheng.

"Lord Wang."

As soon as Chun Xing brought the cloak, Xiangjun came, knelt on the ground with a plop, and said that Zhihan was sick, and he had been thinking about the prince and wanted him to go over and have a look.

"The prince is not a doctor, can he let him see it, and your young lady's illness will be cured?"

Xiang Jun was speechless, so he could only continue to kneel.

Meng Combrow personally tied the strap of the cloak to Jing Qicheng, and while tying it, he asked Xiangjun to go back and tell Zhihan that someone would go over to see her later, let her calm down and wait well, panicked, it would not help her illness.

She is delicate and expensive, but she can't be angry, in case there are three long and two short, wouldn't it be more embarrassing?

Illness is born from the heart, and when the heart is calm, it will naturally be comfortable.

Seeing that Xiangjun was still kneeling there and unwilling to go back to restore his life, Meng combed his eyebrows and said in a dignified tone, what, Xiangjun couldn't understand what he was saying? Or did she feel that she was not clear enough about her orders?