I only heard the ghost-faced Langjun say: "The emperor has already used the ghost orchid once, if it is a healthy person, it is okay to use another one, but the emperor is old and the body is strong and dry, for the emperor, the ghost orchid is probably not a life-saving elixir but a life-urging poison." ”

Xiao Zhaoye's face became gloomy for a moment: "Heavenly Master, Grandpa Huang's body has always been conditioning you, why is it suddenly like this?" ”

If the ghost-faced Langjun is an ordinary person, I am afraid that he will panic on the spot when he is questioned by Xiao Zhaoye like this. But the ghost-faced Langjun was already familiar with pretending to be a god and playing ghosts, and replied very smoothly: "The emperor has been in a lot better after taking the medicine as a teacher. ”

As he spoke, Ghost-faced Langjun also moved his gaze to Xu Chuhe, although he did not explicitly say that he wanted to evade responsibility, but every pore of his body was throwing the pot. This pot smashed on Xu Chuhe mercilessly, and immediately smashed Xu Chuhe into a cold sweat.

Xiao Zhaoye's panic and anger were really engraved on his face. He Jingying understood after a little thought. It has only been 15 days since the canonization ceremony, and now the only people who can be regarded as Xiao Zhaoye's henchmen are He Yin, Xu Xiaosi, Xiao Ziqing, Xiao Qiang, and Xiao Luan. Among these people, it is still doubtful whether Xu Xiaosi is really on the side of the East Palace. So for Xiao Zhaoye, his most solid backer is not these old ministers, but the emperor.

Will Xiao Lian's prophecy happen so soon?

He Jingying couldn't help but glance up at Xiao Lian. Xiao Lian stood aside with his eyes down, his expression calm. He Jingying was a little sure in her heart, since Xiao Lian said that Xiao Zhaoye would eventually ascend to the throne, the situation should not be too bad.

He Jingying looked down at Mrs. Mei and found that Mrs. Mei was looking at her from the bottom up with slanted eyes. Mrs. Mei was slightly trembling when She Jingying looked at her like this, and looked away.

He Jingying frowned, she and Mrs. Mei met for the first day today, what is there to be afraid of?

He Jingying didn't have time to think about it, she turned around and asked the ghost-faced Lang Jun: "Since the emperor has been taking the Heavenly Master's elixir, how is the emperor's health, the Heavenly Master should know, right?" ”

Ghost-faced Langjun's back stiffened, like a mouse meeting an eagle in the sky, obviously far away, but fear struck down like thunder in the air, splitting Ghost-faced Langjun into seven matures.

It's really a hell of a sight, obviously there is no blade attached to his neck, but the neck of the ghost-faced Langjun just feels a chill.

The ghost-faced Langjun looked back at He Jingying, and covered the lower half of He Jingying's face in the air, revealing her slightly raised eyes that were both charming and fierce. The ghost-faced Langjun sneered in his heart, it seems that he didn't even touch half of the tile in this cave in the Northern Wei Dynasty.

When the ghost-faced Langjun replied to He Jingying, his voice was much more sincere: "The emperor has always been ill, and taking the elixir will not make the emperor suffer from chest paralysis." On the contrary, the elixir has the effect of invigorating blood and invigorating qi, which can ...... Ahem......"

Fart your way! It's still symptomatic! Do you really not know what medicine you sell? The little eunuch in the Chonghua Hall who died tragically under the crazy Xiao Zhaoye is still hot. He Jingying naturally looked at the ghost-faced Langjun's eyes with anger, and she was stunned and choked in her throat with the second half of the ghost-faced Langjun's words.

Rao is Xiao Lian raised his head and glanced at the ghost-faced Lang Jun lightly, how thick should a person who can talk about drugs so fresh and refined?

Fortunately, there is half a mask on the face of the ghost-faced Langjun, otherwise under the attention of He Jingying and Xiao Lian, the ghost-faced Langjun's posture as a heavenly master would be unbearable.

Ghost-faced Langjun sighed: "If a young man takes the elixir, it may cause chest paralysis due to the surge of qi and blood, and in severe cases, he may suffer from cerebral stroke, but the emperor will not get chest paralysis because of this." What's more, the elixir taken by the emperor is specially prepared for the emperor. When the ghost-faced Langjun said this, he deliberately glanced at He Jingying.

——The elixir that the emperor eats is different from the formula of the Immortal Jade Dew Pill, and I will not be stupid enough to let the emperor die on the elixir.

He Jingying's gaze softened a little, and I have to say that although she doesn't have a good impression of the ghost-faced Langjun, the dancing god, it is indeed as the ghost-faced Langjun said, if the emperor dies because of the elixir, he is too stupid. What's more, He Jingying has seen the cowardice of the ghost-faced Langjun. A person who seeks wealth will not take such a big risk to kill the king.

Ghost-faced Langjun sighed, in order to prove that he was not the culprit, he had to carry this pot himself. He walked back to the emperor's side and took a closer look, the black aura of death on the emperor had faded, but there was no sign of waking up. He took out a silver needle, pulled the placket of the emperor's clothes open, and inserted the silver needle into the emperor's heart at three points.

The place where the silver needle pierced was very close to the heart, if it weren't for the fact that he had the name of a heavenly master, he would have to carry it now when a person jumped out and said that he killed the king.

Tested for poison at the heart vein, Xu Chuhe couldn't help but sweat for the ghost-faced Langjun. At least in his opinion, it is completely unnecessary. Xu Chuhe kindly reminded: "Heavenly Master, the old man has just checked it, and the emperor has not been poisoned. ”

The ghost-faced Langjun didn't answer, and took out the silver needle with an expressionless face, and the color of the silver needle did not change. Xu Chuhe's drug test should have been blood taken from the tiger's mouth in the palm of his hand. The blood from the tiger's mouth in the palm of the hand can indeed detect poison, but it cannot detect other medicines. The blood collects in the heart, and the drug remains longer in the third part of the heart than in the palm of the hand.

Ghost-faced Langjun put the silver needle under the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and his face suddenly changed. If it were some ordinary medicines to cure diseases, Ghost Face Langjun might not be able to distinguish them, but he dealt with all kinds of poisons every day, but he could distinguish them even more if they were not drugs that cured diseases. In the smell of rust on the silver needle, in addition to the taste of the "elixir" he specially made for the emperor, he also distinguished the taste of Hehuansan.

The ghost-faced Langjun looked back at Mrs. Mei a little helplessly, and he didn't know what to say. The "elixir" he prepared weakened the toxicity and effectiveness of the Immortal Jade Dew Pill a lot, but if it weakened, the effect of aphrodisiac was also indispensable. How wolf must this be?

"Madame Mei." Ghost-faced Langjun called out helplessly.

Mrs. Mei seemed to know what the ghost-faced Langjun would ask, and turned around with a "huh".

Ghost-faced Langjun: "......"

He Jingying: "......"

Fan Guifei: "......"

Xiao Zhaoye: "......"

Speak well, what is it called!

However, the ghost-faced gentleman knows why the emperor wants to eat that Laoshizi and disperse. This person who dedicated Mrs. Mei to the emperor should be dragged down and killed with a rod for the crime of killing the king.

The ghost-faced Langjun asked expressionlessly, "Did the emperor eat Hehuansan?" ”

Mrs. Mei shrank and looked back at Fan Guifei timidly.

Fan Guifei looked at Mrs. Mei expressionlessly, and her knife-like eyes had already killed this vixen a few times.

Mrs. Mei lowered her head and replied, "Just eat a little bit ......"

The corners of Ghost-faced Langjun's mouth twitched, and the smell on the silver needle was not a little bit.

Mrs. Mei looked at Xu Chuhe as if asking for help: "Imperial Doctor Xu, the emperor has asked you...... Isn't it okay to have a little bit? ”

Xu Chuhe's old face turned red, and he snorted and said, "This is indeed the case." ”

He Jingying raised her eyebrows, could it be that she misunderstood, there was no conspiracy behind this matter, it was just that two quack doctors prescribed prescriptions to patients clashed?

But the Northern Wei Dynasty moved, Xiao Ziliang returned to the court, Xiao Zijing was a border soldier, the Wang family power re-emerged, and Xiao Zhaoye's position as the prince was not even hot on the stool, why did the emperor get sick so much?

Xiao Zhaoye looked at Xu Chuhe coldly: "Imperial Doctor Xu, don't you know that the emperor is taking the elixir?" ”

Xu Chuhe hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Your Royal Highness, the old minister has seen that Hehuansan and the elixir do not clash with each other, although the emperor is a little ill, but he wants to indulge for a while, and it is not a big deal to take a small amount of Hehuansan occasionally." ”

Xiao Zhaoye's fingers trembled and pointed at the emperor, and his angry voice seemed to be dyed with frost, which made people shudder: "This is what you said is okay?" ”

Xu Chuhe panicked, and knelt down with a "plop": "Your Royal Highness, the old minister really doesn't have it......"

In the end, Xu Chuhe himself couldn't say clearly. Taking Hehuan San was indeed his nod. The emperor is old, and it is normal for him to have more than enough heart and not enough strength. If you want to take some medicine to rejuvenate your strength, you probably just need to sleep a little longer after the event, and it won't hurt your life. He really can't bear this pot.

Xiao Zhaoye sneered: "Imperial Doctor Xu, this palace remembers the last time the emperor had chest paralysis, it seems that it was also relied on the palace to find the ghost orchid and come back to cure the emperor, it seems that it is useless to leave you in the palace, right?" ”

Xu Chuhe trembled and knelt on the ground: "His Royal Highness Taisun spare his life!" The old minister is wronged! ”

Xiao Zhaoye is really moved to kill, but the emperor's life and death are uncertain, if he kills the head of the Tai Hospital now, will he put the emperor's life on the body of the ghost-faced Langjun, a great god of jumping?

Before Xiao Zhaoye could make up his mind, Xiao Lian walked into the hall with Dendrobium. Although Dendrobium Langzhong has been in the palace for several days, he has been with He Jingying, a person who does not look like a princess, and he has been negligent about the etiquette in the palace.

As soon as Dendrobium rushed into the Flower Shifting Pavilion, he went directly to the edge of the emperor's bed, and even forgot to salute Xiao Zhaoye. Xiao Zhaoye endured the displeasure in his heart, and still went by Dendrobium.

As soon as Dendrobium saw the patient, he couldn't help but rush forward. When Xu Chuhe was diagnosing the emperor's pulse, the brocade that was in the emperor's hand had been put away by Xu Chuhe. Seeing the emperor's appearance like gold paper, Dendrobium didn't even have time to take out the brocade, and directly put it on the emperor's wrist.

Xu Chuhe was shocked, no matter how he said that he was also the head of the Tai Hospital, seeing that this somewhat unfamiliar Tai Doctor in front of him was so overstepping, he couldn't help but shout: "You must not be presumptuous!" ”

Dendrobium was concentrating on diagnosing the emperor's pulse, but he didn't listen to a word of Xu Chuhe's words. He was originally very good at medical skills, but he couldn't stand the rules of the palace, couldn't stand those pretentiousness, and felt that most of the time of the imperial doctor in the palace was wasted on false etiquette.

Dendrobium frowned slightly, his eyes fell on the emperor's face, and the suspicion in his eyes became heavier and heavier. Dendrobium looked up at the ghost-faced Langjun: "Heavenly Master, can you take a look at the elixir that the emperor eats every day." ”

The ghost-faced Langjun was stunned, thinking that this imperial doctor was really old and still a stunned young man, and he was still so reckless in this palace. Ghost-faced Langjun took out the elixir from his arms and handed it to Dendrobium: "The imperial doctor can take a look." ”

The elixir made by Ghost Face Langjun for the emperor has been reduced by several percent, leaving only some refreshing and exciting effects.

Dendrobium picked up an elixir, crushed it, sniffed it, and glanced at the ghost-faced Langjun with disdain.

The ghost-faced Langjun was used to being respected as a heavenly master in the palace, and such a glance made him a little embarrassed, but fortunately, he brought a mask, and he couldn't see the joy, anger, sorrow and joy clearly.

Ghost-faced Langjun simply turned his head cheekily and stared at the monk standing next to Dendrobium. It just so happened that at this time, the monk also turned his head and looked at himself incomprehensibly. The ghost-faced Langjun trembled in his heart, thinking, didn't this monk come to the palace to rob him of his job?

Xiao Lian naturally has no good impression of the ghost-faced Langjun. As for the pill that Ghost Face Langjun took out, he wanted to burn it clean with a fire. It's not that Xiao Lian is sick, he wants to be Lin Zexu when he travels back to ancient times, but this thing really hurts him a lot. What's more, looking at the mask of the ghost-faced Langjun, I remembered those heart-wrenching things in Zhuyi, and suddenly his face was even more unkind, and his face was like frost, and he thought that he could clean up this ghost-faced Langjun, which could be regarded as a merit.

Before Xiao Lian could finish thinking about how to clean up the ghost face Langjun, Dendrobium did something that frightened Xu Chuhe into screaming.

Dendrobium walked to the emperor's bed, took off the emperor's middle coat, and raised a hand to turn the emperor over, exposing the emperor's back.

Xu Chuhe was so frightened that the sentence "presumptuous" was stuck in his throat for a long time and couldn't turn out, if the emperor woke up and was angry because of this, it would be a matter of losing his head. How can such a thing be that the concubine Niangniang should be enlightened, and then the inner servant or the concubine Niangniang will lift the emperor up for the imperial doctor to investigate. How can it be like Dendrobium, just like treating a civilian, and directly turning people over?

Xu Chuhe was so frightened that his legs were weak, for fear that Dendrobium would be damaged by someone else's dragon body, and he would also be affected. It's a pity that Xu Chuhe is still carrying a big black cauldron, and his legs are weak, where can he have the strength to pull Dendrobium again. I had to cough a few times, suggesting that Dendrobium was insurmountable.

Dendrobium didn't notice Xu Chuhe's coughs at all. Just when everyone looked at him a little bit at his behavior, Dendrobium's hand had already pressed on the emperor's back.

Dendrobium's hand pressed on the emperor's back section by section, and finally his hand stayed on the back of the emperor's neck and rubbed it. Dendrobium pointed to his medicine box and said, "Magnet." ”

Xu Chuhe almost subconsciously took out a black magnet from the medicine box and handed it to Dendrobium. Dendrobium put the magnet on the back of the emperor's neck. I only heard the emperor let out a slight muffled snort, and there was an extremely thin silver needle on the magnet in Dendrobium's hand. This silver needle is thinner than the needle used in ordinary acupuncture, and it is difficult to spot it if it were not for the light flowing over the silver needle in the firelight.

Dendrobium looked at Mrs. Mei who was kneeling beside her with a gloomy face, and asked calmly: "Is it this lady who just had sex with the emperor?" ”

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