Nanmu looked at him: "Yin Chen, you are staying here."

Seeing the princess's unobtrusive eyes, he could only bow his head and reply, "Yes, master."

Walking through the promenade of small bridges and flowing water, it is very quiet around here, and the air should not be so quiet.

I couldn't hear a sound at all.

The insects on the mountain, including the sound of the wind blowing the leaves, none of this.

The bamboo leaves are as if they were stationary.

She casually ripped off a bamboo leaf and rubbed it in her hand, it was real.

Then around here, she couldn't help but look secretly.

But she hadn't studied the formation, and had only roughly it a few times in ancient books, so she couldn't see anything if there were any formations around.

As she thought about it, the sound of the wheels sliding, she turned back curiously.

Then I saw a man in a dark robe slowly approaching her, he was in a wheelchair, his hands on the sides of the wheels, driving the wheels forward.

……

His legs, Nangong Mu looked at in astonishment, and said uncertainly: "Qingyue Gongzi?"

That's what the world calls him.

Is Prince Qingyue lame?

It seems that Hua Tuo's living Qingyue Gongzi turned out to be a lame, and if this is to be spread, others will only laugh, and they won't believe it at all.

Looking up further, this Qingyue Gongzi had a crescent-colored mask on his face, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

His intuition told him that this man was not simple.

Almost the first time she saw him, Nangong Mu was sure that he was the person she was looking for.

A low voice came, "Hmm."

Nanmu: "Qingyue Gongzi's legs are inconvenient?"

She asked bluntly, and she was not afraid to expose people's scars.

Yu Qingye: "Hmm."

It's still a tone made from a monosyllable.

Nanki: "Why?"

"Have you ever heard that a healer doesn't heal himself?" When he finally spoke, the man's voice was like a slowly flowing stream, clean and soothing.

Nanmu smiled pitifully: "God is unfair."

can only sigh at the injustice of God, such a beautiful person turned out to be a lame person, if it wasn't for a person like a lame person, what kind of elegance would it be.

Nanmu went straight in: "Young Master Qingyue, I came here this time to ask you to treat someone, and the reward is for you to open."

Yu Qingye: "Okay."

Folded hands for a moment, she looked at her toes, so easy to agree?

Yu Qingye: "Let's go."

Nangong Mu hadn't kept up with this person's train of thought: "Where are you going?"

"Go save your friend."

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that it is not difficult for Qingyue Gongzi to invite, no matter how valuable the reward is, he doesn't look at the mountain, and saving people depends on his mood at all.

If he is in a good mood, he will treat people for free, and if he is in a bad mood, no matter how you say anything, he will not save him.

Such a strange temperament, she didn't figure it out at first.

Shouldn't it be the mercy of the healer?

Now that I saw Qingyue Gongzi with my own eyes, I figured it out in an instant.

Maybe it's because I'm lame, so I feel uncomfortable, and my temperament has become weird.

Coming out of Huguo Temple, Nangong Mu took him to Beizhuang in the suburbs without delay.

She couldn't wait for a moment, desperately wanting Yu Qingye to look at Lian Qi's eyes and see if there was any possibility of healing his eyes.

The carriage stopped outside Bessho.

The carriage slid down a board, like a motorized device, and Yu Qingye slid down from it in a wheelchair.

Very novel stuff.

Not surprisingly, they were stopped outside the village, and the guards with knives watched them.

Yin Chen threw a token over, and the guard looked at Nangong Mu in dismay: "Gong ......"