Listening to the noisy voices of the concubines behind, the emperor thought about it carefully.

This Miss Mo family has good medical skills, although she is a woman, she is not inferior to a man, although there is no precedent for a woman to enter the Tai Hospital in the previous dynasty, but with Mo Shihuan's strength, she is qualified to break this rule.

After all, she is a rare talent, and the emperor naturally refuses to let her go.

But...... Before that, there are still tests or two.

The emperor thought for a moment in his heart, and he had already considered it.

"Mo Shihuan," the emperor rubbed his emerald green wrench fingers behind his hands.

Mo Shihuan immediately stepped forward and bent down to wait for the emperor to speak.

"Your medical skills are indeed excellent, but since ancient times, there has never been a precedent for a woman to enter the Tai Hospital. Even if I agree, the civil and military officials below, the people of the world may not agree. The emperor glanced at Mo Shihuan, lowered his head, couldn't see her expression, could only see Mo Shihuan pursing his lips, "But I can give you a chance." ”

Mo Shihuan immediately raised his head, his face was full of irrepressible joy, and he noticed his gaffe again, and immediately lowered his head.

The emperor nodded, and said in a deep voice: "I will give you three days to prepare, and after three days, you will have a discussion with the imperial doctor, if you win, I will set this precedent for you and allow you to enter the imperial hospital!" ”

When Mo Shihuan heard this, he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily: "Thank you for the emperor's grace!" ”

Concubine Shu, who had already been squeezed behind, had a hideous face, and the jewels all over her body made her even more bitter, her hands were clenched into fists, her chest rose and fell, she snorted coldly, and turned back to the dormitory.

The moonlight was cold and cold, and the heavy dew was draped over the shoulders.

Zhuo Chen and Mo Shihuan walked side by side, Feiying followed behind, holding a sword in his hand, and occasionally the tip of the sword hit the branches and leaves next to him, making a popping sound.

The road was quiet, only the sound of sparse footsteps.

Zhuo Chen didn't know how many times he watched Mo Shihuan along the way, Mo Shihuan didn't pay attention at first, but when Zhuo Chen looked over for the thirteenth time, Mo Shihuan stopped and turned his head to ask him, "What do you want to say?" ”

"You're nervous." Affirmative tone, not inquiry.

Mo Shihuan subconsciously wanted to deny it, opened his mouth, clasped his hands, and found that his palms were already sweating.

With a long sigh, Mo Shihuan didn't speak again, swaying his body from side to side and continuing to walk forward.

"I didn't expect it......" Zhuo Chen followed behind, as if he sighed.

Mo Shihuan tilted his head, a little regretful: "I didn't expect anything?" ”

Zhuo Chen quickly followed a few steps and came to Mo Shihuan's side, with a mocking face: "The divine doctor who defeated the envoy of Fanbang just now, for a small discussion, he was so nervous." ”

The heat was on the tips of Mo Shihuan's ears, she seemed to be burned, and immediately dodged to the side.

The tone was full of ridicule, but it made Mo Shihuan's cheeks a little hot.

"Don't talk about it, it's so late, go back to the palace!" Mo Shihuan no longer paid attention to Zhuo Chen, lifted his skirt and walked forward quickly.

Zhuo Chen looked at Mo Shihuan's figure running away, he really couldn't help it, his hand gently covered his mouth, and laughed.

The eagle's eyes widened behind him, but he didn't dare to say anything, silently closing his mouth that had opened in surprise.

Back in his yard, Mo Shihuan gasped for breath, ran all the way back, sweat was already on his forehead, wiped it casually with a handkerchief, blew out the candle, and lay down on the bed.

In the dream, it was Zhuo Chen's long tail note, with a slight laughter, and the dampness and heat at the tips of his ears.

Early in the morning, there was a knock on Zhuo Chen's door.

Zhuo Chen thought that Feiying had something to report, so he casually put on his robe and said, "Come in." ”

There was a moment of silence outside the door.

Zhuo Chen was a little puzzled, what was the flying eagle doing?

Just as he was about to speak, the door creaked open.

When Zhuo Chen raised his eyes, he found that it was Mo Shihuan with a haggard face, his hair was a little messy, a small face the size of a palm, his eyes were blank, and there was a thick shadow underneath, obviously he hadn't slept well all night.

Can you be nervous like this?

Zhuo Chen thought to himself.

Immediately put on the loose robe, Zhuo Chen was a little puzzled: "What are you doing here early in the morning?" ”

Mo Shihuan took out his small backpack containing the medicine bottle, picked and chose in it, and took out a small jar of ointment.

"For the concubine." Mo Shihuan yawned, put the medicine bottle on the table and was about to leave.

Zhuo Chen had just woken up, his mind was still a little confused, and he asked, "What is this?" ”

"Nourishing and nourishing the skin, although Concubine Shu's previous skin disease is good, her skin will be somewhat damaged," Mo Shihuan was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he added, "After all, you are a filial son in front of the emperor." ”

After speaking, he walked out of Zhuo Chen's courtyard without looking back.

When Zhuo Chen walked to Concubine Shu's bedroom, the emperor happened to be there, and Zhuo Chen immediately offered Mo Shihuan's ointment: "Erchen brought ointment to the mother and concubine to nourish her face. ”

Concubine Shu knew that he would not dare to start in this ointment, so he instructed the maid to apply it to her, and the white ointment gave off a faint fragrance, which was cool and silky on her face, and it was very comfortable.

The emperor glanced at Zhuo Chen with satisfaction and laughed twice: "It is worthy of being my prince, Chen'er is really filial!" ”

Hearing this, Zhuo Chen and Concubine Shu sneered in their hearts at the same time, but their faces were still peaceful.

"Yes, Chen'er is very filial to her concubines." Concubine Shu smiled.

"By the way, Chen'er, today is the first day before preparing for the competition, you have to let Miss Mo prepare for it!" When Concubine Shu rested under the service of the palace people, the emperor walked out of the palace with Zhuo Chen, and suddenly thought of something and reminded him.

When Zhuo Chen heard this, he immediately replied, "This is nature. ”

After speaking, his brows furrowed slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Mo Shihuan picked and chose on the medicine shelf, glanced at Zhuo Chen, who had been sitting in her courtyard for a stick of incense, and couldn't help but ask.

Zhuo Chen came back to his senses abruptly and wanted to add a cup of tea for himself, but found that this pot of brewed tea had already been drunk by him.

Pursing his lips, Zhuo Chen looked at Mo Shihuan's unnervous appearance, and said loudly: "It's okay, I'm afraid you're nervous, come and sit with you." ”

Afraid she's nervous?

Mo Shihuan looked at Zhuo Chen's tense expression and couldn't help but laugh.

"Afraid I'm nervous? It's true? Mo Shihuan leaned in front of him, "Why do I think, His Royal Highness King Liang seems to be more worried about this exchange than I am, huh?" ”

Zhuo Chen's thin lips pursed, and he whispered, "I didn't have it." ”

After saying that, he immediately got up: "You don't need me to accompany you, this king still has something to do, so go first." ”

"Hey!" Mo Shihuan screamed, Zhuo Chen's footsteps didn't stop, he ran forward a few steps, grabbed the corner of Zhuo Chen's clothes, stood in front of him, and said solemnly, "Please believe me, I will cure you." ”