Lin Mumu put down her hand and looked at Master Huikong with a slight frown.

Forget about others, now it is the senior brother who has always respected him who is lying on the bed, and Rao is the host of Canaan and there is no way to calm down, seeing that Lin Mumu has been silent, and I don't know what happened to Uncle Huikong.

"Third Imperial Princess, Senior Brother Huikong, he ......"

"He's in trouble with this injury."

Lin Mumu came back to her senses from her thoughts.

When she was diagnosing the pulse just now, she found that several places in Master Huikong's big hole were sealed, if she hadn't probed the pulse twice, it would not have been so easy to find.

There are two possibilities for these meridian acupoints to be blocked, one is that Master Huikong was sealed before he was burned, or someone sealed his acupuncture points after he was burned.

"And the silver needle?"

The presiding officer of Canaan nodded, and a medicine box was brought in.

Lin Mumu took out the silver needle from it but did not move immediately, but looked at the host of Canaan and Zhao Hanjun.

"The master who taught me medical skills back then said that he passed on to me this set of acupuncture methods to treat diseases and save people, so easily that people can't see it."

When the words fell, the two instantly understood what Lin Mumu meant.

The Canaanite presided over an expression of understanding. "Amitabha, then there will be the third princess of Lao."

Canaan presided over it, and Zhao Hanjun was very dissatisfied with the fact that Lin Mumu asked him to go out with him!

He's her husband, he's her man, he's her god!

It's just a set of acupuncture methods for healing, so why does she need to hide it in front of him!

Zhao Hanjun's eyes couldn't wait to stare through Lin Mumu, but if he didn't go out, Lin Mumu just didn't move, just looked at him with a smile.

"You'd better cure Master Huikong!" Thinking that the Canaan host was waiting outside the door, Zhao Hanjun snorted coldly and threw his sleeves out of the room.

Lin Mumu walked over and locked the door from the inside, and closed the window, looking afraid of people peeking, that posture made Zhao Hanjun angry.

This woman who doesn't know what to do, go back and see how he cleans her up!

After making sure that no one would see it, Lin Mumu walked back to the bed with the silver needle, pulled the monk's robe on Master Huikong's body a little, and pierced the silver needle that was hot on the fire into his acupuncture points, she was trying to open up the sealed acupuncture points on his body.

After all the silver needles fell, Lin Mumu was not in a hurry, pulled a stool and sat down in front of the bed, waiting quietly.

After about a quarter of an hour, she got up and took out the silver needle, she took out a heart-strengthening pill from her body, put it in a teacup and boiled it with warm water, fed it to Master Huikong, and then returned to the stool and sat down.

"The Master can wake up." Lin Mumu's voice was very low, so low that no one could hear it except for Master Huikong on the bed.

Master Huikong on the bed seemed to stiffen when he heard this.

"I know the Master is awake."

After Lin Mumu spoke again, Master Huikong finally slowly opened his unburned eye.

"Amitabha."

Lin Mumu poured a glass of warm water and fed it to him.

"Although the master's injury is not light, it is not serious enough to be unconscious all the time, not to mention that when the master was burned by the fire, he had sealed his key points in time, and the wound looked hideous and terrifying, but the internal organs were almost not damaged."

"The three imperial concubines' medical skills are really clever." He thought that no one could see through it, but he didn't expect it to be seen by a teenage girl.

"I know that Master Huikong is for self-preservation, I won't demolish the master, it's okay if you want to be unconscious for as long as you want."

Hearing this, Huikong slowly shook his head. "The old man has already decided to live and die, but the disciples of Dajue Temple are innocent."

Master Huikong's words made Lin Mumu completely sure that this fire was set against Master Huikong.

It's just that Master Huikong is a Buddhist monk, who can he offend and make him half dead?

Lin Mumu's brows twisted, and she suddenly thought of something.

"The master can heal the king's legs." Zhao Xuanling has fought for the Eastern Jin Kingdom for many years, she doesn't believe that he is a person who believes in Buddhism, so why did he ask to see Master Huikong? Except for asking Master Huikong to treat his leg, she couldn't think of a more reasonable reason.

"The third princess is really a person with Lan Xinhui."

Master Huikong's words confirmed her conjecture, someone didn't want Zhao Hanjun to stand up again, so he wouldn't let someone who might cure Zhao Hanjun's legs be sober in this world!

It's dark, it's so dark!

I hope that the person with the dragon's head on her chest is just a stinky fart and no one can smell the royal invisible person, so that her danger factor can be reduced a lot!

Master Huikong pretended to be unconscious, just so that the other party would let go of the Great Jue Temple and stop killing innocent people.

Although he couldn't die, Master Huikong was injured in the end, and his body and spirit were in a weak state, and after Lin Mumu fed him another pill, he sealed his acupuncture points and let him continue to fall asleep.

When Lin Mumu opened the door, Zhao Hanjun and Master Canaan both looked at her.

"Master Huikong is seriously injured, and I am afraid that I will not be able to wake up in a short time, but the host can rest assured, I will try my best to treat Master Huikong and get him out of danger as soon as possible."

During the day, the emperor sent the imperial doctor to come over, and the imperial doctor said that the situation was more serious than what Lin Mumu said, and the Canaan host glanced at Lin Mumu's indifferent expression, and suddenly had a strange confidence, he felt that as long as Lin Mumu was there, Master Huikong would be fine.

When Lin Mumu wrote down the prescription for internal and external medicine to Canaan, it had already passed the third watch.

Because the back meditation room and the guest courtyard were almost burned down, and the only remaining room was used to house the injured monks, the temple really didn't give Lin Mumu a place for them to rest, so they could only go down the mountain overnight and rush back to the city.

On the way down the mountain, Lin Mumu was already yawning, and after coming here, he slept early every night, and he hadn't stayed up so late for a long time.

It's a toss-up.

After getting into the carriage at the bottom of the mountain, Lin Mumu found a cat in a comfortable position, she was so sleepy, but with Zhao Hanjun in her, she couldn't really sleep, otherwise the person who twitched her brain from time to time didn't know what to do to her.

Zhao Hanjun is a person who practices martial arts, so naturally he will not be as sleepy as Lin Mumu, but watching her nest in the corner of the carriage, like a lazy wild cat, makes him have an urge to give her a haircut.

However, as soon as this idea came out, Zhao Hanjun was excited, and his heart became irritable again.

"Can you cure Master Huikong?"

The relatively closed carriage seemed to reveal the faint fragrance of flowers and plants on her body, and Zhao Hanjun opened his mouth with an impatient face.

Lin Mumu squinted and was about to fall asleep, and when he asked suddenly, he almost didn't jump up.

This man is sick!

Is she deaf, so close and so loud, do you think she can't hear?

"Your Highness, I can't answer the concubine's words, there will be unexpected changes in the healing process at any time, and the concubine is not a fairy, so I can't give a guarantee that it can be cured."

The emperor attaches great importance to this matter, and also admires Master Huikong very much, if Lin Mumu can cure Master Huikong, the emperor will only credit him for it.

But who knew that Lin Mumu gave him such an answer!

Feeling the gloom on his body, Lin Mumu didn't bother to pay attention to her, and directly curled up with her back to him and closed her eyes.

She is not stupid, Zhao Hanjun is not stupid, if Zhao Hanjun thinks that she has a lot of use value, he is unwilling to do anything when she wants to leave.

When they returned to their homes, it was almost dawn.

Lin Mumu got out of the carriage and didn't care about anything else, and went back to Xiaoxiangju to sleep.

Zhao Hanjun saw that the time was about the same, and after going back to change into court clothes, he was also ready to go to the morning court.

Lin Mumu slept until the afternoon as soon as she slept this night, and when she woke up, the sun began to gradually turn west.

"Hmm......" She hugged the quilt and stretched, really...... She slept so hard that her whole body was sore and uncomfortable!

Sure enough, staying up all night hurt my body!

"The imperial concubine can be regarded as waking up, and if the imperial concubine doesn't wake up, the slave and maid will be afraid that the imperial concubine will starve."

As soon as Lin Mumu put on her shoes and sat down on the dresser, her round heads stuck out of the window.

"Imperial Princess, I'm not so delicate, I can starve after a meal or two."

"In the hearts of slaves, the imperial concubine is the most delicate."

"Early in the morning, this mouth is really smeared with honey." Lin Mumu smiled, and Qiaoqiao came in with water to serve her to wash.

After eating and drinking, Lin Mumu took out the medicine that she asked Shuangshuang to buy for her before, and prepared to make more medicinal powders and medicines, which can not only be used for self-defense, but also more convenient when used.

"Hmm, the ginseng is actually used up, both ......"

Lin Mumu raised her head from the medicine jar and called Shuangshuang over.

"The slave is here, what does the imperial concubine command?"

"You go to Concubine Lin and ask her to bring the best century-old ginseng to make up for me."

"Oh yes, slave and maid will go."

Lin Ziyu has a lot of eyeliner in the backyard, and she was so angry that she couldn't sleep all night after Zhao Hanjun took Lin Mumu out of the house last night.

When Shuangshuang ran to ask her for ginseng, she just squinted for a while and woke up, and when she heard the girl's communication, she couldn't wait to go directly to Xiaoxiangju and tear Lin Mumu apart!

"This slut also deserves to eat ginseng!" The old ginseng who is still hundreds of years old, I really think that I am a precious person!

There are not so many eyes in her eyes, she heard the maid say that Lin Ziyu hasn't woken up yet, and she is not in a hurry, so she has been waiting outside the courtyard, this matter was asked by the imperial concubine to do it, if it is not done, she will feel very embarrassed!

Lin Ziyu is in charge of the middle feed in the house, and when the time comes, there is a steward who has to report to her, and she can't say that she doesn't wake up.

Lin Ziyu clenched the teacup in her hand with a gloomy face, her face was still full of anger one moment, and she didn't know what to think of the next second, she chuckled.

"It's also a coincidence, yesterday the concubine just sent the last century-old ginseng in the house to Aunt Liu, you go and tell her, let her go out of the house to buy it by herself, and when she buys it back, she will go to the steward to report the account."

The side concubine actually reported to the imperial concubine's maid, Bilian was surprised to hear it, but she still asked the little maid to pass the word according to her words.

Lin Ziyuyin smiled and slammed the teacup on the table.

A lowly maid dares to bully her, I'm afraid that she will live a long life!