Lang Zhong stroked his gray beard while checking his pulse, and sighed for a long time, and Meng Zhaoyan, who was guarding the side, was very frightened.

Later, the setting moon and the green yin had already driven out the subordinates on the periphery, and there were only five of them left in the pharmacy at the moment.

Xiyue looked worried, and Lu Yin thought of the gust of wind last night, and couldn't help but whisper: "It won't be that the window was open last night, so that the princess suffered from the wind cold." ”

Meng Zhaoyan could naturally hear it, but he thought that Lang Zhong was a famous miracle doctor in Beijing, if it was just a cold, I was afraid that he would not have been diagnosed for so long, but I was afraid that there was something hidden in it.

The moment he came here, Meng Zhaoyan thought of the fact that he was drugged at that time and his legs could not stand, he didn't dare to imagine what would have become of him if the Song Painting Temple had been persecuted in the same way!

Lang Zhong finally withdrew his hand, and Xiyue immediately stepped forward to take the hand of the Song Painting Temple back into the quilt, which originally looked inconspicuous, but she was shocked when she touched it like this, and the princess's hand was hot.

Meng Zhaoyan immediately stepped forward and asked, "Doctor Yang, dare to ask how is Neiko's condition?" ”

Doctor Yang was a lot old and still had to salute when he saw Meng Zhaoyan, he bent down and bowed his hand, then straightened up and said slowly: "The princess seems to be suffering from the wind cold, her breath is hot, and she is full of fever, but from the pulse, she is actually poisoned." ”

Meng Zhaoyan clenched his fists fiercely, sure enough, sure enough!

He didn't show it on his face, and continued: "Then Divine Doctor Yang has a way to heal?" ”

Doctor Yang Shen sighed, shook his head and said: "This is not an ordinary poison, taking too much can kill people immediately, but judging from the pulse of the princess, the princess does not eat much, if she can find the antidote in time and take it with it, she will be cured?" ”

"What if you can't find it?"

"It's not long before you die."

Four words, all at once, hit Meng Zhaoyan's heart, he almost couldn't believe that the person who was still talking to him vividly yesterday was lying on the bed at the moment, his face was pale, and his whole body was hot, and he was so concluded.

He didn't believe it!

"Divine Doctor Yang may be able to make an antidote, and this king must be grateful."

Doctor Yang shook his head, packed up the medicine box, and said: "Lord Wang, Yang is not talented, this poison Yang has never seen, and it cannot be made by symptoms alone, if you can get the poison, Yang can still fight hard, but it is ......"

With that, Doctor Yang walked out.

Meng Zhaoyan's face was already so unresponsive that he said, "Luyin, send Doctor Yang." ”

Lu Yin went to send it, Meng Zhaoyan said to Xiyue, who was in a hurry on the side: "Xiyue, ask the guards to take my token into the palace, find Lu Lin Shenlu Imperial Doctor, don't stop if you meet anyone on the way, bring people quickly!" ”

Xiyue hurriedly took the order.

It was noon, and the weather in early spring could only be warm for a moment at this moment, but the person on the bed was so hot that he saw that the Song Painting Temple was pale, and his mouth was muttering, and he was already burned and confused.

Meng Zhaoyan approached, his eyes were no longer covered with pain, he slowly picked up a hand hidden under the quilt by the Song Painting Temple, the heat made him frightened, he got closer, and only then did he hear Song Painting Temple say something vaguely: "Sister...... You trust me...... The prince ......"

Meng Zhaoyan, who was too much, couldn't hear it anymore, he summoned the secret guard, and said: "Check it for me, no matter what method is used, I must find out who poisoned the ancestral hall!" ”

The dark guard's deep voice should be, Xindao has not seen the prince so angry for a long time, but in an instant, he disappeared from his figure.

Xiyue and Lu Yin happened to come back, the worry on their faces did not subside for half a minute, Lu Yin was more careful, and said: "Lord, it is better to move the princess to the bed, and then change her clothes, the pharmacy is small, and I am really wronged by the princess." ”

Meng Zhaoyan nodded, then ordered someone to do something, and when someone brought the Song Painting Temple back to the room, Xiyue and Luyinping retreated, ready to wipe and change clothes for the Song Painting Temple, but seeing that Meng Zhaoyan was still sitting aside, there was no sign of wanting to retreat, so he opened his mouth and reminded in a curtive voice: "Lord, the slaves and maids wipe the princess's body, you ...... the princess."

Xiyue couldn't open his mouth for the rest of the words, but Meng Zhaoyan understood, he was thinking about the illness of the Song Painting Temple, but he forgot to leave.

Then he nodded, turned his wheelchair and left, through the screen, Meng Zhaoyan's hand couldn't help but exert force, looking at Song Huaci's face, he knew how hard she was at the moment, but when would he want her to suffer like this!

There was a sound of rustling water, Xiyue and Lu Yin were sweating tiredly, and the two came out with a basin of water and said to Meng Zhaoyan: "Lord, you have already wiped your body and changed your clothes, and the princess can go to see the princess." ”

Meng Zhaoyan nodded and ordered, "Go and see where the people are, why are they so slow?" ”

Xiyue took the order and retreated with the green yin.

As soon as he went out, he was met by an oncoming guard and a strange man.

She handed the basin to Lu Yin, and made a look, Lu Yin understood and retreated, Xiyue naturally took the person from the guard's hand, and said: "This is Imperial Doctor Lu, come with me, the prince is already waiting for you inside." ”

Although he spoke, his footsteps did not stop, and he led the person straight inside, and in a moment he approached the inner sanctum.

Meng Zhaoyan naturally heard the voice inside, he nodded like Lu Linshen, and said, "I'm tired." ”

Lu Linshen shook his head, said no more, stepped forward and sat next to the bed, Xiyue lowered the bed curtain early in the morning, only one wrist was exposed, and Lu Linshen put his hand on it and began to take the pulse.

It was also a long time, and Lu Linshen's face became more and more solemn.

Until he finally took his hand away, he first made a false salute like Meng Zhaoyan, and then said: "Princess, this is poisoning, but the poisoning is not deep." ”

This is the same as what Doctor Yang said before.

"The prince has taken a few medical books from the minister before, I want to ......"

Xiyue reminded in a low voice: "Princess." ”

"I think the princess is hitting one of the poisons in the medical book this time, as long as she finds the medical book and makes an antidote, the princess can be cured."

Meng Zhaoyan's heart that was hanging at the moment finally had a downward trend, and he instructed Xiyue to say: "Go to the pharmacy and find those few medical books, don't leave one behind." ”

"Yes."

Xiyue immediately turned around, but was stopped by Lu Linshen, "Miss Xiyue, I'll go with you." ”

Xiyue nodded and said, "Imperial Doctor Lu, please." ”

Lu Linshen left with Xiyue, and at this time, only Meng Zhaoyan and Song Painting Temple were left in the inner hall, Meng Zhaoyan opened the curtain, revealing a pale face of Song Painting Temple.

He gently raised his hand, stroked the hot cheeks of the Song Painting Ancestral Hall, and said bitterly: "Ancestral Hall, you must wake up, you must not have anything!" ”

"Lord ......"

There was a soft call behind him, Meng Zhaoyan quickly reined in his emotions and turned around, his face was condensed, and when he saw Song Qiaoshu's panicked face, he said coldly: "Don't you know what you want to pass when you come in?" ”

Song Qiaoshu was originally stabbed by Meng Zhaoyan's affectionate look, and at this moment, she was even more at a loss when she was questioned by him like this, and she didn't know what to say, or Chang Yun behind her looked at Meng Zhaoyan's terrifying gaze and explained: "Miss also cares about the princess, I heard that the princess is seriously ill, I went to the pharmacy, I didn't see anyone, so I came here, but there was no one in the outer hall, and the young lady was anxious, and she forgot to pass it on for a while, and asked the prince to forgive her sins." ”

Meng Zhaoyan was in an irritable mood, and he didn't want to ask more, so he waved his hand and said, "Don't take it as an example!" ”