"Show her!" Murong Weizhen glanced at Hua Lao coldly.

"In the middle of the night, you came all the way to me to see this little girl? I thought you ......" Facing Murong Weizhen's unkind gaze, Hua Lao closed his mouth knowingly, panted, and said with a smile: "Little girl, reach out and give me a pulse." Lin Wei'er glanced at Murong Weizhen and stretched out her wrist, but Hua Lao said to Bai Qi: "Boy, pour me a glass of water, and you will vomit out your trembling internal organs along the way." After saying that, he stroked his goat mustache.

"The little girl is in good health, but she is too worried during this time, her mind is not belonging, is it always a nightmare, I will prescribe a prescription for you in a while, you drink a few servings, you are still young, don't always think so much." Lin Weier practiced martial arts before, and her body was better than that of ordinary girls.

"Thanks, I'll take notice." Lin Wei'er was a little embarrassed, especially in front of Murong Weizhen, without waiting for her to say anything, Murong Weizhen said, "Go prescribe medicine, and then send him home." The first half of the sentence is with Hua Lao, and the second half of the sentence is with Bai Qi.

"Alas, you kid, I'll throw it aside when I'm done using it, and the stinky boy I've been carrying it all the way, and I'm not even out of breath, so you let me go, hey, Bai Qi boy, you let me go!" Lin Wei'er on the bed sneered, and Hua Lao had been dragged out by Bai Qi.

"This is the Divine Doctor Hua Lao?" This is an old urchin.

"Well, Hua Lao is this kind of character, what he just said is true, what are you worried about? You're only fifteen years old, let yourself be so miserable, I'm here for things outside, you don't have to think so much. Gently touching her hair, although she was only fifteen years old, she always felt that her mind did not match her age.

"Well, I don't want to, I'll rest well and eat well!" She straightened her chest.

"I hope you can do what you say, nothing is physically important." No one has more experience in this matter than him, a person who lingers on the sickbed all the year round and never leaves the medicine jar in his hand, especially longs for a healthy body.

"Don't just talk about me, you also have to protect yourself, I firmly believe that you will definitely dissolve the poison and heal your body." Hold his hand and try to cheer him up.

Murong Weizhen was happy: "Obviously I'm talking about how you were led astray by you, lie down for a while, and after a while, Bai Qi will take the medicine and drink it and fall asleep." It was getting late, and the two of them slept without feeling sleepy.

"I'm not sleepy, let's talk." Murong Weizhen stepped forward and hugged her, her petite body was like a cat, Murong Weizhen frowned, she was so thin, so thin that he couldn't even feel her weight.

"Wei Zhen, I want to ask you, do you want to be the emperor, since I found you, I have never asked you this question."

"It doesn't matter if I think it's not important or not, it doesn't matter who sits on the throne."

"So what's important?" She looked at him ignorantly, wanting to know Murong Weizhen's truest thoughts.

"In the past, what I wanted most for me was to live, not for myself but also for my father and queen mother, self-poisoning, the queen mother didn't know how many tears she shed, and it was unfilial piety for me to let my parents worry so much about the son of man." Although he and his father are often neither big nor small, they are very in awe of their father, and most of the first heroes in every child's heart are their fathers, and he is no exception.

"Does the emperor like you the most?" The impression of Emperor Xuanhe in her dream is similar to now, she was Emperor Xuanhe's daughter-in-law before, and she rarely saw him.