Chapter 21: The National Teacher
Luo Lanxin, who was standing next to Murong Zhi, glanced at Jing Wan, her eyes full of doubt and inquiry.
This little slut has been very strange recently, and he didn't stick to it as usual when he saw Murong Zhi coming. The last time she wanted the snow fox, this always cowardly little slut actually learned to refute.
If she guessed correctly, Luo Lancan's matter this time has nothing to do with her. Although it is still the same appearance, it feels more like a different person.
Luo Lanxin lowered her eyes and hid the dark look in her eyes.
Murong Zhi on the side looked at this chaotic scene, said a few words to the attendants, and said, "This prince has asked the imperial doctor to come and show Sister Can'er. ”
"His Royal Highness Prince Xie." Lin Qianjiao's eyes were slightly red, and she didn't feel good looking at Luo Lancan's painful appearance.
Jing Wan touched the fluffy hair of the paper kite, the medicinal powder she sprinkled on Luo Lancan was to magnify Luo Lancan's pain senses dozens of times, and being touched by someone was equivalent to being whipped hard, and ordinary investigation methods naturally couldn't find out.
However, although Lin Qianjiao is not a good stepmother, she is a good mother. But how will this "good" compare with its own interests?
The imperial physician invited by Murong soon arrived, and the imperial physician gently held Luo Lancan's pulse for a long time, touched his pale beard and said, "Miss's illness is not a disease, but a medicine that will magnify the pain dozens of times. ”
"Who is so vicious! Doctor, is there any salvation? Lin Qianjiao looked at Luo Lancan sadly.
"This ......," the Imperial Doctor paused, and said, "Forgive me for my incompetence, I was fortunate enough to know this medicine from the National Teacher." I am afraid that this kind of medicine can only be solved by the national teacher. ”
"National teacher?" Luo Heng tightly locked his eyebrows.
The national teacher existed at the beginning of the founding of the Nanyang Kingdom, and it can be said that without this national teacher, the Nanyang Kingdom would not be able to fight down at all, nor would it be able to sit firmly in the position of the head of the three kingdoms.
The national teacher cultivates to be high, the age is unknown, and he lives in a shallow way. The emperors of all dynasties were respectful and respectful to him, and even the emperor may not be able to meet this national teacher, let alone ask him for an antidote.
"Master, please save Can'er." Lin Qianjiao hugged Luo Heng's hand and said.
Luo Heng glanced at the painful Luo Lancan, sighed, and said, "Old man try, come on!" Prepare a sedan chair to enter the palace! ”
Luo Heng entered the palace to see the saint, and this banquet couldn't go on, Murong Zhi didn't know what he said in Luo Lanxin's ear, which made her smile again and again, and two blushes rose on her face.
Jing Wan looked at it coldly, feeling worthless for Luo Jingyun in his heart. This kind of man, she doesn't want to send her.
Murong Zhi saw that the dinner party could not be held, and it was not good to stay for a long time, so he quickly left.
An hour later, Luo Heng came back, and Lin Qianjiao hurriedly greeted him and asked, "Master, how is it?" ”
Luo Heng sighed and said, "The emperor said that the national teacher is missing at this time, and he will go back tomorrow to ask." ”
Lin Qianjiao looked at Luo Lancan, who couldn't sleep steadily, and it was not easy to have a seizure, and the emperor's willingness to help was the best result.
Jing Wan saw that everyone was scattered, and the play was almost over, so she returned to her small courtyard with a paper kite.
Luo Lanxin looked at Jing Wan's slender back, lowering her eyes and not knowing what she was thinking.
As soon as Jing Wan returned to the small courtyard, Yaoxin immediately greeted her and asked worriedly, "Miss, are you okay?" ”
Jing Wan smiled and shook her head, it wasn't her who had something to do, but Luo Lancan. Jing Wan's heart was slightly warm, it turned out that this was the feeling of being cared for by others.
Yaoxin looked at Jing Wan once, didn't find anything, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Jing Wan returned to the room, closed the door, and entered the space with the paper kite.
Jing Wan sat on the ground, absorbing the thin divine power in the space, slowly repairing the damaged meridians. Although it is slow to recover from the injury in this way, it is a little bit to be able to recover a little.