Bu Guodong unfolded the needle bag, came to the bed and said: "Your Royal Highness Princess, Rong Weichen will administer needles for you, first pass the meridians and then recuperate."

Yan Ziyue could have unsealed the meridians by herself, but seeing Bu Guodong's sincerity, she didn't refuse.

Seeing this, Bu Guodong took the pulse pillow and silk veil, and said to Mao Shan: "Mao Witch Doctor, if you want to watch, please go to the side and wait."

"No need", Mao Shan glanced at him and said, "I'll go back to the palace first to report to His Royal Highness King Qi, so as not to worry His Highness."

Seeing this, Steward Luo hurriedly stepped forward, made a gesture of invitation, and sent Mao Shan out.

Bu Guodong applied the needle for a while, and only half of the meridians were opened, but he was so tired that his hands trembled a little.

Yan Ziyue looked at Bu Guodong's appearance and said, "Doctor Bu, it's hard work, let's get here here today."

Bu Guodong thought for a while, and forcibly applied the needle, for fear that it would be inaccurate, and it was really inappropriate, so he got up and said: "Okay, Your Royal Highness Princess, I will prescribe a prescription for you, prepare a good medicine, and use it for conditioning."

"I'm tired", Yan Ziyue nodded in thanks.

Bu Guodong pondered for a while, wrote a prescription and handed it to Steward Luo: "Follow this recipe to grab the medicine, boil three bowls of water to one bowl, once in the morning and once in the evening."

Steward Luo took it and thanked him.

"Doctor Bu, if Sister Ziyan is free recently, can you come and accompany me?" Yan Ziyue saw that Bu Guodong had packed the medical box and was about to leave, so she asked.

"Okay, Her Royal Highness Princess", Bu Guodong finished speaking and left.

After everyone left, Yan Ziyue got up, sat cross-legged, and rushed through the acupoints, and at the same time felt that an unknown heat in the body was suddenly released, instantly sweeping every cell, and every drop of blood in the body was heating up, flowing through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

Meng Niang came in and found that Yan Ziyue's face was red and her forehead was sweating, so she reached out and exclaimed, "Yue'er, what's wrong with you, why are you so hot?" As he spoke, he took Yan Ziyue's little hand and put it in his palm, and found that even her hands were hot.

Yan Ziyue didn't feel any discomfort except for feeling hot, her brain was clear, and her cough was relieved a lot.

"Aunt Meng, I'm fine," Yan Ziyue said with relief.

"I also said that it was okay, my body was so hot."

"I'm really fine, I didn't feel sick, except for a little heat".

"It's hot, I'll prepare some warm water for you, you can take a bath."

"Well... Thank you, Aunt Meng".

After a while, the warm water had been prepared, Yan Ziyue took off the clothes on her body, entered the large bathtub, soaked, and felt very refreshed.

In the afternoon, Bu Ziyan came in a hurry, trotting all the way to Xingyue Pavilion, until he saw Yan Ziyue intact and unsickly knocking melon seeds, and then he was relieved.

"Seeds... Come here, the melon seeds that have just been fried are crispy."

Bu Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief and walked over and said, "I heard my father say that you are sick, and it is still very serious, and it scared me."

"I'm fine."

Bu Ziyan pulled up Yan Ziyue's wrist and probed it, and sure enough, he suddenly felt a little unstable with ups and downs, but it was also a strong force, and his body should be fine.

Yan Ziyue smiled and said, "I'm sorry to scare you."

"It's fine if you're okay".

"Something, have you noticed that my body temperature is on the high side, higher than the average person"?

"There's... But each person's physique is different, and there are high or low ones, like a woman with a cold body, and her body temperature is much lower than that of ordinary people. In addition, a person's body temperature changes throughout the day."

"Well... But...", Yan Ziyue felt that Bu Ziyan was reasonable, but she was still a little puzzled.

"But what"?

"Nothing. By the way, the last time you said that the incense on my body is related to the body's self-healing"?

"I'm just inferring, I haven't argued yet. However, the incense on your body is very special, it comes and goes, it is light and light, I have tried to mix several incense, but it is not similar to it."

"Hmm...", Yan Ziyue raised her arm and sniffed it, but she didn't smell any fragrance at all, can't she smell it?

Xiao Yan woke up and came to look for Yan Ziyue, but learned that she went out early in the morning and waited until sunset and did not return, so she was a little anxious and walked around the room.

When An Lu saw it, he had already sent Donglai and Nanshan out to look for it, but he never saw a reply.

Yan Ziyue didn't return all night, and Xiao Yan was sleepless all night, laughing self-deprecatingly: "Yue, you won't regret it so quickly, run away."

After Mao Shan returned, he immediately told King Qi.

King Qi listened, thought for a long time before saying, "Kosen, you go and get the ginseng in the inner curry, and send it to King Kang's Mansion with Mao Shan."

"Yes...", Cousson retreated.

On the second day, just after the hour, Kou Sen and Mao Shan came to King Kang's mansion.

When Steward Luo saw it, he sent someone to inform Yan Ziyue first, and he was dealing with him and delaying the time as much as possible.

Yan Ziyue listened to the letter, smiled helplessly, and said: "Come back, it seems that you are not suspicious", after speaking, she went to bed and lay down, but she didn't dare to take any more risks, but she just sealed the meridians of the atrium and her right arm, held her breath, and after a while, her little face turned white.

Kou Sen and Mao Shan handed over the ginseng to Meng Niang in front of Yan Ziyue, and said a lot of concern.

Yan Ziyue pretended to be weak, propped up slightly, her little face was pale, she covered her mouth and coughed lightly, and said with tears in her eyes: "There is Chief Lao Kou, thank you King Qi for me, and when I am better, I will personally enter the palace to thank you."

"Princess Ziyue, if you are so good to recover from your illness, His Royal Highness King Qi will be relieved. Looking back, I saw what was still missing in King Kang's mansion, although I said that the slave family had promised His Royal Highness King Qi, so I sent it."

"Thank you, Mr. Kou, for your kindness. King Kang's Mansion lacks nothing, I've been sick for so long, and I'm used to being quiet, so...", Yan Ziyue didn't finish speaking, but the meaning was obvious, just don't bother again.

Kosen and Mao Shan also heard the meaning of the words, looked at each other, and said, "Princess Ziyue, the slave family will go back to restore their lives first."

Steward Luo sent Kou Sen and Mao Shan out of the house, with a sad look on his face, and sighed heavily: "Please be considerate of the two of you, my princess has been sick for a long time, and her temperament is also a lot withdrawn, and she has no friends. ”

Kou Sen and Mao Shan also understood when they heard it, and said: "Mr. Luo is serious, His Royal Highness King Qi cares about Princess Ziyue, so let the slave family come and see."

Steward Luo bowed and said, "His Royal Highness King Qi is benevolent, and His Royal Highness King Kang's Mansion is up and down Xie Qi King Longen."

Kosen and Mao Shan smiled with satisfaction, turned around and went back to the palace.

Steward Luo turned back to Xingyue Pavilion, Yan Ziyue had already changed her clothes and said, "Steward Luo, you stay in the mansion to deal with it, if there is an emergency, let people go to Huaming Tower to find me."

"It's... Princess", Steward Luo hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Princess, what does His Royal Highness King Qi mean"?

"He? He's just skeptical, but it's a reminder that we need to be prepared, and it's not enough to deal with it, it's time to fight back."

Steward Luo heard what Yan Ziyue meant, so he said, "Princess, be careful in everything."

"Don't worry, Steward Luo, I'll pay attention", Yan Ziyue had already gone downstairs after speaking, and left from the back door with Lei Yunting.

Yan Ziyue had just returned to Huaming Building, but before she could return to the room, she was stopped by Jin Buchang.

"I said, Yue Gongzi, where have you been? The God of Flame Wealth has asked people to look for you"?

Yan Ziyue only remembered the three chapters of the covenant with Xiao Yan at this time, and smiled awkwardly: "I... I'll go find him."

On the ninth floor of Huaming Building, before Yan Ziyue reached the door, Xiao Yan opened the door and came out, dragged her over, and dragged her into the room.

"Do you regret it"? Xiao Yan approached Yan Ziyue and asked.

"Flame... I... No", Yan Ziyue said with a smile: "What about you? You're all right"?

Xiao Yan pulled away a little, looked at Yan Ziyue and said, "Hmm...".

"Do you agree?"

"What do you say"?

Yan Ziyue smiled, hugged Xiao Yan and said, "I knew you would agree", as she said, she looked up at Xiao Yan and grinned.

Xiao Yan's anger disappeared for a while, and he hugged Yan Ziyue and said, "I also have a condition."

"Huh"? Yan Ziyue let go of Xiao Yan and said, "You still have conditions, you say."

"Don't disappear suddenly, at least let me know where you are."

Yan Ziyue thought about it, this condition was not excessive, and said: "Okay, I promise you."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan showed a big smile, pulled Yan Ziyue to hug her, rubbed her hair, and smelled the fruity fragrance on her body from time to time.

Yan Ziyue leveled the flame and asked people to find Jin Buchang, and the three of them studied the arrangements of the God of Food Contest together until late at night.

Jin Buchang, An Lu and the others were finally relieved to see the harmonious appearance of Xiao Yan and Yan Ziyue.

Since the appearance of Bai Luotian and others last time, Yan Ziyue deeply felt that it was not appropriate for him to be too publicistic in front of people, but he handed over everything in front of the God of Food Contest to Jin Buchang and Xiao Yan to deal with, and he was only responsible for behind the scenes.

The next day, Yan Ziyue began to rehearse the new dance and check the equipment for the competition.

Xiao Yan seconded Lei Yunting to Yan Ziyue and asked him to go to the Hot Spring Villa with Xifeng to pick up Xiao Huang and return to Huaming Tower.

The God of Food Contest is in full swing, the number of registrations is increasing every day, and Huaminglou is like a grand event every day, and the popularity only rises and does not fall.

Jin Buchang was so busy that the whole person was thin, but he was full of energy, and he smiled every day, and when he saw people, he was like seeing money, and he was very close.

In the private room dedicated to Xiao Yan on the fourth floor, Xiao Huang kept stuffing food into his mouth, and he couldn't figure out why Hua Minglou's things had become better since he came back from the Hot Spring Villa.

"Brother Jiu, why are there so many people in Hua Minglou every day, it wasn't like this before"?

"Hmm...", Xiao Yan responded, but his eyes looked at the crowd downstairs, as long as all kinds of people passed through his eyes, it was as if they had been checked by the security once, good or bad, immediately distinguished.

"Donglai, you go and tell Jin Buchang, I don't want to be disturbed by people with ghost eyes."

Donglai heard the words, walked up to take a look, and sure enough, it was the ghost of the ghost eye and the ghost stone.

Jin Buyi took An Lu's message, glanced at the crowd, and called the waiter to come over and said, "Have you seen it, Haosheng greeted them, let them leave as soon as possible."

The waiter understood, and beckoned.

After a while, the waiter came back with his face covered and said, "Boss Jin, they asked you to come over and talk."

Jin didn't change it, and sure enough, the other party came from the God of Wealth, and the words he asked were all related to him, and he responded with a smile, without leaking. Seeing that the ghost ghost and the ghost gong stone were fruitless, they had to let people pack up the food and take it away.

"Lord... Do you want to...", Donglai said.

"No... This is Fengdu, don't dirty Huaming Building", Xiao Yan's eyes were cold, and he said coldly.