Wandering around, by the time Luo Qingluan and the two of them walked to Qi Mingzhai on Qinglong Street, it was almost noon.

didn't say hello in advance, Nangong Yu was not there, but he knew that Luo Qingluan and Nalan were here, and after waiting for a while, he also came in a hurry. As soon as he came, he shouted at the two: "Ziqing, Qingluan, why didn't you say it earlier if you wanted to come, so I ran so far." ”

Today's Nangong Yu has been named King Yi, which means leisure and happiness, but it is conceivable that Nangong Yu has always ignored the government and politics, and his preference for business has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. is even more because of his character, the prince who has always been the king should go to his fiefdom, but Nangong Yu still stays in the capital, just because this is the base camp of his various businesses, if he leaves, I am afraid that it will be difficult to manage.

Nangong Qing didn't care, although he and Nangong Yu had changed from brothers to monarchs, the trust they once had was still the same. To be able to ascend to the throne, the strong support of his second brother is also inseparable, and now that the wind and rain are smooth, the country and the people are safe, he can also help Nangong Yu.

Nalan Ye still looked faint, but there was more warmth in his eyes: "Qingluan said that he wanted to come to you to read a book, but it's okay if you weren't there, so I didn't inform you." ”

"Reading a book?" As soon as she heard that Luo Qingluan was interested in his book, Nangong Yu only thought that she had something else, and her eyes lit up and said, "Did you write any good stories again?" It just so happens that the business of the study has been very good recently, and I hurriedly launched a few new stories to ensure that I make a lot of money. ”

Seeing the way he looked at the money-drilling eyes, Luo Qingluan couldn't help but smile and said: "Look at you, you think about making money all day long, and you don't care about the palace." Don't know what's going on lately? ”

It was okay before, but now Nangong Yu is completely free of himself, only doing what he wants to do, and not caring about other worries. Hearing this, he was stunned: "Something happened in the palace?" Oh, Qingluan, you mean the queen mother, my younger brother Hong'er, right? ”

"You still know, you, who are the emperor's brother, don't care at all." Luo Qingluan pretended to complain: "That's the only one of the Queen Mother, but it's still so young, you really don't care about it." ”

Nangong Yu suddenly looked stunned, quite helpless, and could only change the topic: "Hehe, you guys are tired all the way, go upstairs and sit down, I'll let you make two pots of good tea, and let you taste the Yunhu autumn tea I just got." ”

"What spring tea and autumn tea, I haven't heard of it." Seeing that he didn't want to mention it, Luo Qingluan pursed his lips, but he didn't mind, and followed Nangong Yu to the second floor of the study with Nalan Ye. Separated by a ladder, upstairs and downstairs, there are completely two worlds and two environments.

The first floor is full of all kinds of idle books and poetry collections, calligraphy, paper and pens and other things for sale, as well as the shopkeeper to make a hall, courteously entertaining guests, full of commercial atmosphere. But on the second floor, it is quiet and far away, sandalwood is curling, two or three beautiful maids stand on the side, the corner is orchid incense and ink treasure, the tea fragrance is pleasant, it is completely an elegant hermit's residence.

"I can't see it, Nangong Yu, you will still enjoy it." is completely different from Nangong Yu's speech, Luo Qingluan is not so polite, and he will not call the second prince or King Yi by his first name. But if it is to Nangong Qing, she will no longer call her name as before, the title of Your Majesty not only shows respect, but also represents the difference in the identities of the two parties.

Seeing Luo Qingluan pick up the teacup, Nangong Yu introduced the origin of this Yunhu autumn tea to the two with great interest, what is special, other teas are the most suitable in spring, but this tea will not sprout until autumn, how precious and so on.

After chatting for a while, Luo Qingluan turned to the purpose of his visit.

"That's right......"

Nangong Yu's handsome face was a little more melancholy, but it flashed away: "Actually, I also know about the Queen Mother, after all, she is one of the youngest princes and my youngest royal brother, but since you have Qingluan, I naturally don't have to worry." I told the Queen Mother before that she asked her to invite you directly, but she said that she was embarrassed to disturb you, so let the Imperial Doctor take a look first. No, in the end, I don't want you to make a move, but I don't worry, Qingluan, what kind of medical skills do you have, it is guaranteed to be immediate, and the medicine will be eliminated! ”

Nalan Ye didn't speak, although he also believed in Luo Qingluan's medical skills, but this time it was a little different.

If it was really a disease that could be cured, why did Qingluan delay for two days and come back to read the medical book? Wouldn't it be easy to cure it directly? It can be seen that things are not as simple as imagined, maybe there is something special.

He, a little woman, still knows better.

"You believe that in me?" Luo Qingluan looked at Nangong Yu with a smile.

"Naturally!" Nangong Yu almost patted his chest and promised: "The dignified princess Chu's medical book is known to the world, do you still need to say it?" ”

Luo Qingluan suddenly became serious, and said with a restrained smile: "You guessed wrong this time, I'm afraid that even if I really make a move, use medicine, and do injections, it is estimated that it will not work." ”

Nangong Yu was suddenly surprised: "Ah, what are you...... What do you mean? ”

Is there a disease in the world that Luo Qingluan can't cure? No way!

Once his imperial brother was stabbed by someone, injuring his internal organs and bleeding profusely, it was so dangerous, didn't she finally find medicinal materials to cure the imperial brother? Now that he is a little royal brother, he just can't sleep well when he hears it, can't he be cured?

didn't answer immediately, Luo Qingluan waved his hand and said, "I just suspect it, and it hasn't been finalized yet, so I came to you to look through the medical book and want to confirm it." ”

So that's the case, Nangong Yu immediately asked people to bring all the medical books and let Luo Qingluan read them slowly.

Although all kinds of books in Qi Mingzhai were put in by Nangong Yu after he opened the study, they almost included everything he could collect. Whether it is Dongwan or Southern Wei, as long as it is a unique classic, it is all collected by him at a high price and collected by him. As for whether he is interested, whether he likes it or not, that's another matter.

As the saying goes, it is easy to do things with money, although the collection of nearly 100,000 books in Qi Ming Zhai cost Nangong Yu a huge amount of money, but the result is good, Luo Qingluan wants to read all the medical books here. After slowly looking through it for more than two hours, Luo Qingluan didn't say a word, but his expression became more and more solemn.

"What's the matter, Qingluan, didn't you find it or is it really that serious?" Nangong Yu said tentatively.

After turning the last page, Luo Qingluan glanced at the remaining two books that he hadn't read, finally closed the book in his hand, and said slowly: "Maybe it's really as I guessed, I'm afraid that the little prince's illness can't be cured by me." ”

At this time, even Nalan Ye was a little surprised: "What, Qingluan, is it so serious?" ”

"It's not that the illness is serious, but on the contrary, I suspect that the little prince is actually not sick!" Luo Qingluan said with a straight face: "Since you are really not sick, it is naturally not something that I can cure." ”

Although he has not seen the illness of the little prince with his own eyes, Luo Qingluan has already had a preliminary diagnosis. Last time, she looked at the little prince's face, touched the pulse, and roughly asked the basic situation of the nurse, originally she still had some suspicions that the little prince was suffering from a rare meng wandering disease, and wanted to look through the medical book to confirm, but then after thinking about it, she felt that it was unlikely.

In his previous life, Luo Qingluan treated a patient with meng wandering syndrome, which is commonly known as wandering syndrome, which refers to the sudden rise of people in sleep to carry out activities, and then fall asleep, and wake up without knowing anything about the activities during sleep.

When he first heard the signs of the little prince, Luo Qingluan's first thought was meng wandering syndrome, but the little prince is only a little more than a year old now, and if he has meng wandering syndrome, this is really a bit unbelievable. Because the real meng wandering syndrome mostly occurs in children between the ages of six and twelve, and meng wandering syndrome has a certain hereditary nature, but she has never heard of anyone in the Western Chu royal family who has such symptoms.

Since he couldn't find the answer in the book, Luo Qingluan could only see the symptoms of the little prince's illness with his own eyes.

Putting aside the matter of treatment for the time being, Luo Qingluan chatted with Nangong Yu for a while, and casually asked about Nangong Wan'er's marriage.

"My imperial sister is really troublesome, if she hadn't died by herself, where would she have gotten to this point?" Nangong Yu said with a playful face and a mysterious look: "I'm just afraid that you don't know, she has always wanted to save face, but I'm afraid that this time I will not only be not grateful to the imperial brother for recruiting her relatives, but will also be disgusted." ”

"My future brother-in-law, I'm afraid I'm going to be unlucky."

The joke is over, Luo Qingluan doesn't care if Nangong Wan'er will be happy or angry, it is getting late, she and Nalan will leave and go back at night, and there are still things to be busy the next day.

The next day, Luo Qingluan explained the affairs of the house and entered the palace, and sure enough, the queen mother had been waiting for her, and immediately sent her in and asked about the past two days. Luo Qingluan naturally couldn't say that the little prince was only afraid that he was not sick, and he still needed the final confirmation.

"Qingluan, the mourning family is really afraid to die, and they can't sleep well even at night."

I haven't seen her for two days, and the Queen Mother is even more haggard, with a worried face: "You don't know, yesterday, Hong'er was sick during the day, and the frightened mourning family didn't know what to do." ”

"What, even during the day?" Luo Qingluan suddenly sensed the seriousness, "What about the little prince now?" ”

The Queen Mother was about to answer, but she heard the palace maid Su Yun come in a hurry: "The Queen Mother is not good, little prince...... The little prince has had another seizure! ”

Rising up, the Queen Mother's face changed greatly: "What? ”

Luo Qingluan frowned, and immediately said, "Take me to see it immediately." ”

Without further ado, Luo Qingluan originally planned to ask carefully, and wait until the evening when the little prince became ill and then observe carefully, who knew that it would have an attack in broad daylight.

The little prince lived in the side hall of the Kongming Palace, not far from the Queen Mother, and the group quickly rushed over. The Queen Mother walked in front, almost running in a hurry, and Su Yun followed beside her, for fear that she would fall. Luo Qingluan also quickened his pace and hurried away, wanting to see what was going on.

Before he reached the side hall, Luo Qingluan heard the voice from a distance.

In front of them, there were two palace maids standing by the blue and blue Liyue Gate, with anxious expressions, and a figure flickered by, chasing what it was, and calling eagerly: "Little prince, little prince...... Nurse, please don't go any further! What the hell is wrong with you? The voice was anxious, almost crying.