In the end, Mu Baizhuo went downstairs to see Zhang Mingyang under Nan Qiao's soft grinding and hard bubbles.

As soon as Zhang Mingyang saw Mu Baizhuo, he immediately got up and bent over with his fists clenched, for fear that something would be wrong, "Grass people Zhang Mingyang has seen His Royal Highness the Prince!" ”

Mu Baizhuo raised his hand, "This son of the world is looking at the small... Huanghuang's face only promised to help you see a doctor, you sit down first! ”

He almost missed his mouth, glanced at Nan Qiao, and found that Nan Qiao's face was green, and the fun after the trick was only understood by Mu Baizhuo, so he simply smiled.

Nan Qiao grinded his back teeth, and slandered in his heart, what a little phoenix, damn Mu Baizhuo, there is not a good word that comes out of his mouth!

Zhang Mingyang was stunned for a moment, looked at Nan Qiao and then at Mu Baizhuo, these two people seem to know each other more than just once, and His Royal Highness the Prince of the World calls Brother Feng so close, these two people can't be...

The atmosphere instantly became awkward, and Zhang Mingyang blushed inexplicably when he thought of the relationship between the two.

None of them spoke, and after Mu Baizhuo finished taking his pulse, his face was a little gloomy, and he asked, "How many days have you had this symptom?" ”

Zhang Mingyang hurriedly replied, "If you go back to His Royal Highness, I was a little nauseous this morning, and I just had a seizure." ”

Mu Baizhuo beckoned to the shopkeeper over there, "Take the silver needle of this son!" ”

The shopkeeper didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly took out the silver needle, only to see Mu Baizhuo take a few needles and pierce several acupuncture points on the top of Zhang Mingyang's head, and then prick two needles at his temples, and finally let Zhang Mingyang expose his chest and directly prick it on his pericardial acupoint.

Mu Baizhuo's expression was serious, and after a few seconds, he pulled out the silver needle on his chest, and Zhang Mingyang returned to normal, and the redness on his face slowly faded.

Seeing Mu Baizhuo staring at the needle, Nan Qiao hurriedly asked, "Is it poisoned?" ”

Mu Baizhuo shook his head slightly, "It's not poison, it's been planted by someone!" As he spoke, he put the needle into the water he had prepared in advance.

Nan Qiao had never seen him so serious, and then frowned, "Then what should I do?" ”

"I'm worried about this too!" Mu Baizhuo pointed to the almost undetectable bit of red in the bowl, "If I hadn't just sealed a few of his acupuncture points, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to block those Gu worms, it's just that this Gu is domineering, when a person is alive, he can't find out the pulse, and only when a person dies will he crawl out of the seven orifices!" One of them I just brought out with a silver needle, and if you look closely, you will see that it moves in the water, and he doesn't know how much it has in his body! ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned!

Even Zhang Mingyang, who was determined, changed his face, "That... Your Royal Highness, can the grass people still be saved? ”

Because many people died of this symptom before, everyone thought it was a strange disease, but it turned out to be Gu.

Mu Baizhuo stood up and helped him take off the silver needles one by one, "This son still has to think about how to cure this Gu, whether you can wait until the day when this son develops the antidote, it depends on your creation!" ”

Zhang Mingyang's eyes darkened suddenly, but he still got up and said politely, "Thank you, Your Highness!" ”

Mu Baizhuo saw that he was very polite, and just nodded slightly, "Don't give up on yourself, this world finally met someone who just got sick, and it can just be used to test it, and once it succeeds, you can also pick up a life!" ”

Hope is better than no hope, Zhang Mingyang thanked again.

Mu Baizhuo waved his hand, "Don't just say thank you, whose son are you?" When this son researches the antidote, I can send someone to find you! ”

Zhang Mingyang reacted at this time, and hurriedly reported to his family, "The father of the grass people is Zhang Dacai of Qianyuan Qian Village, and the grass people are Zhang Mingyang, and the grass people are the third among the brothers in the family. ”

Mu Baizhuo touched his chin, "Zhang Dacai? Why does this name sound so familiar? ”

Nan Qiao also felt familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it for a while.

Mu Baizhuo suddenly pointed at Zhang Mingyang and said, "It can't be the richest man Zhang Dacai, right?" ”

Zhang Mingyang nodded modestly, "Exactly!" ”

Mu Baizhuo's eyes lit up, patted Zhang Mingyang's shoulder, and sighed repeatedly, "Rich man..."

Nan Qiao rolled her eyes, this guy is too snobbish, right?

Zhang Mingyang's face was embarrassed, "Don't dare to be, those are all my father and brother..."

"Humility! Low profile! Not bad, the lad has a future! Mu Baizhuo sighed again and again.

Nan Qiao really couldn't stand it anymore, and hurriedly found an excuse to break him, "Isn't His Royal Highness the Prince still busy?" If Brother Mingyang has my hospitality, he won't bother His Royal Highness! ”

Mu Baizhuo glared at Nan Qiao, scolded the white-eyed wolf, and then left with the bowl of water.

Seeing Mu Baizhuo leaving, Nan Qiao shook her head helplessly, and suddenly remembered the name Zhang Dacai, that day she sneaked into the Guogong Mansion and stole Feng Wenshan's account book, and saw Zhang Dacai buying an official for her eldest son, no wonder she had an impression of this name.

"Brother Feng, where is your mansion, I can also come to thank you!"

Zhang Mingyang opened his mouth and pulled Nan Qiao's thoughts back,

"Actually, I didn't help much, Brother Mingyang doesn't have to be so polite, I'll see you another day and say goodbye!" Nan Qiao politely hugged his fists and left.

As soon as she came out of Mu's Pharmacy, a guard came up, and the guard obviously saw her in the morning, "Second Miss, Master Fu is waiting for you in Tingyu Pavilion!" ”

Nan Qiao nodded slightly, "Okay!" ”

Listening to the box on the second floor of the Rain Pavilion, as soon as Nan Qiao entered, he saw the man sitting under the window elegantly sipping tea, he was dressed in black and spread on the floor, and his silk-like black hair was draped over his shoulders.

Why, she felt that he was more and more like that person!

Seeing her hesitantly standing at the door, he said, "Come and sit down and taste this snow!" ”

As he spoke, he slowly poured the warm tea into the bright orange clear liquid and placed it in front of the empty seat opposite him.

Nan Qiao settled down and sat down opposite him quietly.

"Help... Where is my brother from? She wanted to call him by his first name, but the thought of his strange name turned a corner.

His eyes swept over her face, and he lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea.

"Tonglin person, why did you suddenly ask about this?"

In fact, after asking Nan Qiao, she knew that she had never known where Ji Wuyu was, she used to think that he was from Chang'an, but now that she thinks about it, she just thinks that there is no basis at all.

A faint glimmer flashed in Nan Qiao's eyes, and a natural smile on his face,

"It's nothing, just curious, the little brother is a rare beautiful man, outstanding people, presumably the little brother's hometown is a place rich in beautiful men, thinking that one day I will be lucky enough to play, maybe I can capture a beautiful man to accompany me to relieve my boredom!"

Nan Qiao sat there straight, not feeling that his words were inappropriate.

His pupils shrank, his eyes were slightly cold when he looked at her, and after a while, his thin lips opened slightly with a smile,

"Why bother to go far, isn't it good to have me with you to relieve your boredom?"

Nan Qiao no longer looked at his demonic face, did not answer his words, but picked up the cup of tea in front of him, tasted it carefully, and slightly hooked the corners of his lips,

"The entrance is slightly bitter, but the tea fragrance is smooth, and then it returns to Ganshengjin, this snow extract is really a rare good tea!"

He also hooked the corners of his lips and said, "A few days ago, the prince sympathized with the hard work of his subordinates, and each of them rewarded some, borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, and took them out to taste with the second lady!" ”

"Your prince is generous."

After saying this, Nan Qiao didn't say anything more, but went straight to the point and relayed what he asked in the prison in the morning.

Seeing her relaying those words a little stiffly, Ji Wuyu just nodded, "Today, Linglong Theater reopened, and its reputation is greater, even better than before." ”

Nan Qiao just smiled slightly, and there was a slight detachment in his tone, "It's just to write a few scripts on a whim to play, as for how, and it depends on the creation of the theater itself." ”

Seeing that she didn't want to talk more, he said, "Tonglin is not far from Chang'an, if you want to go, I can take you there!" ”

Nan Qiao said politely, "Okay." ”

After a casual chat, she took two more sips of tea and found an excuse to leave.

On the way back, Nan Qiao felt more and more that it was the same person, so he didn't even mention half a word to him about Zhang Mingyang, if he was really Ji Wuyu, then what had she done these days!

It's horrible, it's horrible!

Before dusk and sunset, Nan Qiao had the courage to enter the Pingding Mansion again, anyway, she cooked Ji Wuyu for the second time in three days, and today happened to be the third day.

Before Nan Qiao came, he went to Mu Baizhuo and asked for some medicine that caused people to fall into a coma.

After cooking as usual, Nan Qiao quietly pulled some out of his sleeve and sprinkled some into the dish, and then threw the small paper bag into the fire and burned it.

As usual, after she set up the dishes and chopsticks, she called Chengfeng to invite Ji Wuyu over.

Nan Qiao stood by the window and felt a little apprehensive, and after a while, Ji Wuyu appeared in the house in a black royal robe as promised.

"Second Miss is becoming more and more conscious!"

Nan Qiao turned around and made a respectful salute, "Promise the prince's affairs, the courtiers don't dare to slack off!" ”

He sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and did not rush to pick up the dishes on the table, "Sit down, together." ”

"Thank you, Lord Wang!"

In order not to arouse his suspicion, Nan Qiao sat down obediently, and just now she paid special attention to it, he and Fujun's figures were so similar.

He suddenly said, "If you want the second lady to run to the king's mansion twice in three days, the king is a little reluctant to go!" ”

"Since the prince has promised him, the courtiers should fulfill the agreement according to the agreement, and the prince doesn't have to worry about it." Nan Qiao said it beautifully, in fact, at that time, because of this matter, he had already delayed Ji Wuyu thousands of times in his heart.

The mask covered most of his face very well, and only the treacherous corners of his lips were raised, "This king misses the second lady's purse very much, if the second lady can pay this king a new one, there will be no need to come to the palace to cook for this king in the future!" ”

In front of him, she recently found that she could control her emotions more and more, "There are so many people who want to make purses for the prince, and there is no shortage of courtiers!" ”

He put down his chopsticks, "When this king is in a bad mood, he can't eat anything, I'm afraid that he will live up to the table of food made by the second lady!" ”