"Miss Qingshuang, Aunt Sun asked me to ask you, is the medicine of the old lady of the Fourth Courtyard cured?"

"Hmm."

Dou Qingshuang walked out of a farmhouse, wearing a beautiful blue bandeau dress, with a little beads of sweat on the tip of her nose, her sleeves rolled up to reveal her forearms, holding a basket of sun-dried herbs in her arms, the corners of her lips were red, like a small lotus in the morning, and it was very moving: "The third layer of the medicine shelf, once in the morning and once in the evening, avoid cold." ”

"Okay," the man who came smiled a little silly, his eyes drifted around, his face slowly turned red, and he no longer dared to look at the thin woman in front of him, "That, Miss Dou, you have worked hard, Doctor Shan is not here, everyone's medicine is you boiling." Aunt Sun said, if the girl doesn't dislike it, well, I can also come to help, oh, no, it's us, hehe! ”

Dou Qingshuang didn't raise his head, and carefully laid out the medicinal materials, "Recently, there are more and more medicinal materials, the varieties are complex, and there are many similar things, if you are not a doctor, it is easy to be confused." Besides," Dou Qingshuang turned around, his eyes folded with a faint light, "I still have a helper." ”

"That's right, and me," Yang Meimei walked out of it, and glanced at the blushing man with a smile, with some ridicule on her face, "Forget about the medicinal materials, if Brother Jiang cares about Miss Dou, you can come over from time to time, there are only the two of us here, it's really boring!" ”

Seeing that Dou Qingshuang really looked over, Jiang Lei blushed, and the medicine in his hand almost spilled on the ground, and he was shocked to take a few steps back, embarrassed, but he was no longer embarrassed to say a word and ran away.

"Poof," Yang Meimei covered her mouth, "Look at this unproductive appearance!" Do you still want to be courteous in front of Sister Qingshuang? Eight hundred years earlier! ”

She turned her head and inadvertently met Dou Qingshuang's gaze. Compared with others, she has been with Dou Qingshuang for the longest time, and her life was also saved by her, Yang Meimei thinks that Dou Qingshuang is different here, but in the face of her dark and somewhat terrifying eyes, she still subconsciously trembled.

Yang Meimei stuck out her tongue coquettishly, "Sister Qingshuang, I teased him, don't worry, Brother Jiang is not the kind of person who can chew the root of his tongue!" ”

Dou Qingshuang lowered her head and continued to sort out the medicinal materials in her hand, Yang Meimei quietly breathed a sigh of relief, carrying Mu Lan behind her to classify the medicinal materials, and twisted a black lacquer-like medicinal material like a wooden stick in her hand, "Hey, sister, what is this?" When I went up the mountain to collect medicine, why didn't I remember this? ”

Dou Qingshuang took out a handkerchief to wrap the medicinal herbs, and frowned slightly, "Phantom branch." ”

"Phantom branches?" Yang Meimei was puzzled, "Also, this medicinal material?" ”

"Parasitic strains, the formation of special substances, extremely rare," Dou Qingshuang gently scraped off a little with his fingernails, leaned over and sniffed it, "rare, hallucinogenic and lethal in large quantities, it will be colorless and tasteless when melted into wine, light green in water, sweet in taste, and birds and beasts do not eat." ”

Dou Qingshuang's brows wrinkled even deeper, the first time she knew about this herb was not long after she crossed over, she and her mother entered the palace to see the queen, she couldn't stay, she sneaked out of the queen, and then got lost, and actually entered the library pavilion, and accidentally flipped through a codex, only to know this medicinal material.

Unheard of, this uniqueness is important in her heart, and she didn't expect that more than ten years later, she would encounter something legendary here.

"A treasure that can be found is also a poison that has no cure so far," Dou Qingshuang carefully wrapped the phantom branch, "It can be melted in salt, just pour it in water and dilute it." ”

Yang Meimei's frightened face turned white, looking at her hand holding the phantom branch like a flood beast, but she didn't take half a step back, thought for half a minute, and took it with trembling hands.

"Miss Dou," Qiu Zhu stood outside the door at some point, bowing slightly towards her, without a trace of expression on her face, "I'll take the master's medicine and invite the girl to go to the mansion." ”

Qiu Zhu's brows furrowed slightly, the small dilapidated house in his impression was not even a house, but he couldn't lower the identity of the master, so he had to raise the identity of the dilapidated house.

She was deeply ashamed of it.

Inexplicably, Yang Meimei felt very scared of the beauty in front of her, in broad daylight, she felt the cold chill, silently hid behind Dou Qingshuang, and couldn't help but whisper: "Sister Qingshuang, be careful in everything." ”

Yang Meimei heard from other people's mouths later that this group of people appeared suddenly, and they were protected by the Imperial Forest Army, and the battle was terrifying, I am afraid that they were big officials from the capital.

Everyone was speculating that Sister Qingshuang's medical skills had reached the emperor's ears, so they sent such a big official to test Sister Qingshuang's medical skills and escort her to the capital.

Although Xiao Qiyuan didn't reveal too much, Yang Meimei guessed that Dou Qingshuang should be from the capital and have an extraordinary background, so she would attract Xiao Gongzi and the prince to follow.

Yang Meimei suddenly envied Dou Qingshuang, not to mention her noble status, and her medical skills were excellent, in addition to Xiao Gongzi and Shizi, I am afraid that there are still a bunch of admirers in the capital, and even be favored by the emperor.

"Ami," Dou Qingshuang saw her in a daze, stretched out her hand and shook it in front of her eyes, "Remember that ephedra should not be cut too thick, the medicinal materials are well classified, and I will boil it when I come back." ”

"Uh, yes!" Yang Meimei showed a smile and said seriously: "Sister Qingshuang, don't worry, if you can't even help with this little thing, I won't have the face to stay by your side!" ”

Dou Qingshuang nodded, carried the medicine box left by Doctor Shan, followed behind Mangkhut, and when she walked to the gate, she paused and turned her head.

Yang Meimei looked ahead, obviously out of the world, the expression on her face was happy for a while and melancholy for a while, her eyes fluctuated, and she seemed to be in a different mood.

Qiu Zhu turned his head and glanced at Dou Qingshuang's gaze, a wicked smile flashed at the corner of his lips, and when Dou Qingshuang turned around, he quickly smoothed it out, "This woman's eyebrows are thick and pressing, short and not covering her eyes, her head is pointed and her forehead is narrow, she is born with a ghost and is not wise, and she is easy to be instigated, so the girl should be careful." ”

"You still look at your face?"

"I know a little bit about it," Qiu Zhu pulled her into the carriage, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and the corners of her lips were bent down, like a grimace, "It is rare for a girl to die early, but she can live to this day." ”

Dou Qingshuang nodded, put her hands into her sleeves, and said nothing.

Qiu Zhu stared at her for a long time, and couldn't help but say, "Isn't the girl curious about who we are?" ”

"Why bother," Dou Qingshuang spoke, her eyelashes trembling slightly, like a butterfly flapping her wings, "Just as you know that your master's face will not die easily, but you are still looking for someone to be treated, and all you want is peace of mind." If there is nothing to worry about, there is nothing to fear. You came to me, but you were afraid of a variable, it can be seen that you are not good at learning," Dou Qingshuang opened her eyes and looked at her lightly, "I have no interest in people who are not good at learning." ”

Qiu Zhu's eyebrows and smiles were instantly smoothed, and he stared at her directly, "The girl is a smart person. After saying that, he ignored her again, and the two of them sat quietly in the carriage, one with his eyes closed, and the other with his head bowed.

The carriage soon arrived in a courtyard, Dou Qingshuang followed behind Qiu Zhu, and on both sides of him were potted roses about one meter high, and the soil at the roots of the trees was fluffy and wet. Soft, the courtyard was very clean, and by chance, she noticed that the color of the two bricks on the wall was different.

However, overnight, a dilapidated house was transformed into a rainy courtyard with the atmosphere of Jiangnan, and Xizhu was proud of its extreme luxury, and it really lived up to its name.

"The master is waiting for you inside," Qiu Zhu stood in front of a door, bowed slightly to her, and said in a soft tone, like the fragrance of magnolia flowers, elegant and quiet, "Girl, please." ”

Dou Qingshuang couldn't help but glance at her, in her previous life, she would occasionally read some popular novels uploaded on the Internet, learned a lot of new words, thought for a while, her appearance was very serious, "Qiuzhu girl, before it ends, please be sure to prepare a cup of green tea for me." ”

"Good dragon leaves, don't worry, girl." Akichiku Road.

Dou Qingshuang nodded, pushed open the door, and there was a strong smell of Chinese herbs, which was too strong, and she frowned, and it took some effort to see the outline of the house in the smoke.

The Spring Festival Gala walked over and handed over a gold thread with both hands, "Girl, please auscultate." ”

"Diagnosing the pulse with a line is pure nonsense," Dou Qingshuang held her breath slightly, not to smell the uncomfortable smell of medicine, "Since ancient times, it is necessary to diagnose the pulse, the inch, the close, and the ruler, take the floating, medium, and sinking, and hang a line, how to diagnose these?" ”

"This is a medical skill that was passed down here by a divine doctor thousands of years ago," the Spring Festival Gala smiled, extremely glamorous, "Miss Dou is afraid that she is not good at learning." ”

Dou Qingshuang turned around and left.

The Spring Festival Gala was frightened and frightened, her eyes were dark, and a fire faintly rose in her heart, but seeing Dou Qingshuang's figure going farther and farther, she had no intention of stopping, the corners of her eyes jumped fiercely, her internal force increased, and she flashed in front of Dou Qingshuang in an instant, angry and anxious, "What is this doing, girl?" ”

"You're so strange," Dou Qingshuang met her fierce gaze, "You said that I am not good at learning, and now why are you stopping me?" ”

"I," the Spring Festival Gala suppressed the killing intent in his heart, and secretly gritted his teeth and said: "Only you know how to heal in this place, except for you, how can we find others?" ”

"Then it's up to me to diagnose and treat," Dou Qingshuang's voice was cold, and there was a hint of chill in the hot summer, "Stepping into the realm of non-self and using legends to judge the truth or falsehood, is this Xizhu's style?" ”

The Spring Festival Gala was choked and speechless, and wanted to refute, but I didn't know where to speak, and there was a faint laugh in the room, which was a bit familiar to people.

"Spring Festival Gala."

"Master," the Spring Festival Gala knelt on the ground in fright, buried his head very heavily, and said cautiously: "My subordinates know their mistakes, Qingshuang girl, the Spring Festival Gala doesn't know what to do, and there are no rules, I hope you will heal your master regardless of your past suspicions." ”

Inside the house.

A screen fell in front of the bed, Qin Yan was wearing a black undershirt, slightly open, revealing a little bit of skin on his chest, his face was slightly pale, a green silk was scattered behind him, leaning weakly on the edge of the bed, and one wrist was still tied with a gold wire tied to the Spring Festival Gala.

Zhao Yu was sitting on a mahogany chair, sipping tea, and Lu Yi was standing behind him, hanging his head, motionless, like a carved wood that had been silent for ten thousand years.

Dou Qingshuang walked in, and two pairs of eyes fell on her face, she glanced at the two of them, put down the medicine box on her body, took out the silver needle wrap, and pulled out the longest one from the middle.

The corners of Qin Yanming's eyes jumped slightly, his throat rolled up and down, he unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the corners of his lips trembled slightly, "Miss Dou, don't you diagnose the pulse?" ”