I rolled up my cuffs, cleaned my hands and applied needles, and cleared the veins. But after a while, fine sweat began to appear on Gu Changan's head.

Su Qingqing looked at the imperial doctor suspiciously: "Obviously, you and her needles are the same, why don't you have the slightest effect?" ”

The imperial doctor bowed his head and respectfully explained: "The needle should not only be accurately positioned, but also the depth should be grasped. The minions are incompetent, and they have only learned a little bit from Miss Su before, and it is difficult to comprehend the essence and profundity of it. ”

Su Qingqing was silent. For a while, the room was extremely quiet, so when Gu Changan let out a sigh in his throat, we all heard it very clearly.

Qingqing took a step forward in surprise, staring at Gu Changan's face without blinking, and stretched out her hand, eager to explore.

The imperial doctor took a step closer to dissuade him: "The queen mother takes care of the phoenix body, although the emperor has a recurrence of the old disease, but after all, it is typhoid fever, it is better to keep some distance." ”

Su Qingqing reprimanded angrily: "I want you to talk more." But still silently, he took a step back and withdrew his outstretched hand.

I ignored it and cleaned up Gu Chang'an's acupuncture, the night was already dark, and the sound in the distance was long and long. Although Gu Changan's condition has improved, he is still in high fever and is not completely out of danger.

The imperial doctor plucked up his courage and said to Su Qingqing: "Queen Mother, please forgive the slave for being brave, you have been tired for a day today, and your face is obviously not very good." The servant begged the queen to go to bed sooner. ”

Su Qingqing's face was dark and uncertain, and he bowed his head to the imperial doctor for a while: "The mourning family does feel flustered and uncomfortable, maybe as you said, I am too tired today." You just stay here and take care of the emperor's dragon body. I'll take a break. ”

Then he turned his head and instructed the little eunuch beside him uneasily: "Call me more people to come and take strict care of me, and report if there is any trouble." ”

The little eunuch received the order, went out and called a ** five big and three thick men, came in lightly, lined up, lined up in front of the bed, and waited for the battle. Su Qingqing was helped out with satisfaction.

Between the opening and closing of the door, the sound of small footsteps behind me, I turned my head to look, Guo Gonggong walked in with a basin of water, put it on the basin rack on the side, soaked the towel, wrung it out and handed it to me reluctantly, obviously still angry.

I took it, looked at the back of my hand that had begun to gradually scarn, smiled bitterly, and reached out to Gu Changan to carefully wipe his face and hands.

Chang'an's fingertips moved invisibly, extremely subtle. But I was sensitively aware of it!

I raised my head, Gu Changan's eyes were still closed, his breathing was heavy, and there was no sign of waking up.

Just when I thought it was my own delusion, his fingertips moved lightly again, and he scraped my palm with his fingernails.

I quietly threw the cloth towel into the basin, Gonggong Guo went out with the basin, and after a while, he returned empty-handed, standing beside the bed: "Miss Eleven, you go and rest for a while, the emperor has a servant to take care of here." ”

I shook my head and said indifferently: "The emperor is not out of danger yet, he is still unconscious, I will stay for a while." In the second half of the night, his condition improved, and I didn't care. ”

Guo Gonggong no longer insisted, moved an embroidery pier and sat at the end of the bed: "If the eleventh lady has any orders, just tell the old slave." ”

Naturally, I was not polite, sitting on the side of the bed, looking at Chang'an in a coma, my heart was racing rapidly.

Is Gu Changan shicai awake or an inadvertent action in his sleep? I thought to myself, looking at the guards around me, all staring at me with fierce eyes. Even Grandpa Guo propped his head, and his eyes closed seemed to be pretending to sleep, but an extremely slight movement of mine would make his eyelashes tremble slightly.

Gradually deeper and heavier, the night was cold and long, I reached under the brocade quilt from time to time, held Chang'an's hand, closed my eyes and pretended to diagnose the pulse. His own shadow was stretched by the candlelight, short and long, reflecting on him. Tiredness set in, eyelids began to fight, and I lay on the edge of the bed, pretending to be breathing heavily and asleep.

At first, the guards behind me didn't dare to be lazy, and they still stood neatly behind me, full of energy. When I really started to feel a little drowsy, Grandpa Guo leaned against the end of the bed, breathing evenly, as if he was asleep. The guards were also yawning, and they were obviously a little lax and tired.

Chang'an is already sweating finely, if my prediction is good, his high fever will subside a little as soon as it dawns tomorrow, and in that case, I will not have such a chance to get close to him again.

I tried to keep myself up, put my hand under the brocade quilt, little by little, slowly approached Chang'an, and gently touched his palm.

There was not the slightest reaction.

I touched it quietly, and his fingers trembled slightly, and he tapped my fingertips three times.

I couldn't help but feel ecstatic, and I forced myself to suppress the excitement in my heart and moved my hand closer to him. Quietly squinting to check, the brocade was bulging, hiding our small movements in the dark, which should not be noticed. Then he was bolder, stretched out his fingers, and in his thick and warm palm, slowly, stroke by stroke, wrote down the two words "location".

Chang'an immediately understood what I meant, and slowly wrote three words "Weiyang Palace" on the palm of my hand with his fingertips with his backhand

It turned out that he and the Queen Mother were both imprisoned in Weiyang Palace. Why didn't Liang Ci detect their whereabouts with so many eyeliners in the palace? Could it be that there is a dark room under Weiyang Palace? This is a consistent technique of Bodhi Buddhism.

It's just that now that I know where they were imprisoned, what can I do next? I have been closely monitored by people, and I can't get close to Chang'an and the Queen Mother at all.

Gu Changan seemed to understand my thoughts, and continued to write the words "Yu Lingfang" in my palm.

What does Yu Lingfang mean? First name? Or is it a place name? Gu Changan wrote these two words inexplicably, what was it for?

I was groaning, and Chang'an continued to draw two words in my palm: credible.

I tapped his fingertips twice and shook them from side to side, showing my bewilderment. I was about to write again to ask what I was referring to, when I heard Guo Gonggong cough lightly, he quickly stopped, clenched his fists, and didn't dare to move.

Guo Gonggong had already stood up, gently lifted the brocade quilt, reached out to test his body temperature, and said with a sigh of relief: "Thank God, the fever has finally subsided a little." ”

I was worried that others would see the clue again, so I quickly pretended to be awakened, rubbed my sleepy eyes, stretched out, and sat up.

"Has the fever subsided?" I covered my mouth and yawned, asked casually, and then reached out and touched Gu Changan's forehead: "If it's really not as hot as Shicai, I'll prescribe him a few more doses of medicine to drink, and he will be cured in two days." ”

Gonggong Guo looked relieved: "Since the emperor is no longer in any danger, Miss Eleven will rest for the time being." You're still wounded. ”

I pondered for a moment, then stopped being humble, and said lazily: "It's really uncomfortable to sleep here, and my back hurts." I'll make a prescription, explain a few words, and I'll reply. ”

The imperial doctor who was waiting on the side quickly got up, neatly took out the pen and ink from the medicine box on the side, handed it to me respectfully, and deliberately turned the brush in the direction, the wolf was outward, and the pen shaft was inward, and he rubbed the pen shaft quietly, but it had a deep meaning.

I looked down at the barrel of the pen in confusion, and saw three small characters engraved on the bronze barrel: Yu Lingfang.

Could it be that he is Yu Lingfang? I looked up at him in surprise, and he immediately winked at me quietly. Thinking of his words and deeds in front of Su Qingqing just now, it was clear that they were deliberately biased towards me.

Did Gu Changan ask me to contact him? Is he Gu Chang'an's person? My subordinates kept unfolding, unfolding the blank paper, spreading it on the table on the side, but in my heart I was in a fierce struggle with contradictions, did this person believe it or not?

Faith, this is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you miss this time, you will never have such an opportunity in the future. But what if it's just a coincidence, or a misunderstanding? There is a lot of danger here, and I have to be cautious when I hang a knife on my head at any time.

How can we express the position of the emperor and the queen mother in a more subtle way, without being noticed?

Holding the pen and groaning, I suddenly had an idea, and then the pen was like flying, and in a moment I waved the prescription and handed it to Yu Lingfang, and advised: "This prescription is called the prescription for the sick and beneficial to the mother, if the emperor wants to recover as soon as possible, three doses a day are required, and they are taken according to the prescription." However, these medicines are all cheap, I don't know if they are prepared in the palace? ”

Yu Lingfang took the prescription, looked at it carefully, and looked like a treasure: "The slave will go back to the Taiyi Yuan to check it quickly, if it is missing, it will definitely go out of the palace as soon as possible to make up for it." ”

Gonggong Guo stepped forward and glanced at the prescription in Yu Lingfang's hand, and asked uneasily: "Your Majesty, this is a cold disease, why do you want to take motherwort?" I've heard that this is a cure for a daughter's disease. ”

I covered my mouth and yawned, and explained perfunctorily: "Grandpa Guo still can't trust my medical skills?" The emperor's typhoid fever is stagnant and stagnant, and adding a small amount of motherwort can activate blood and dissolve stasis, accelerate the absorption of medicinal properties, and get rid of the disease as soon as possible. ”

Guo Gonggong nodded: "Then don't delay any longer, hurry up and prepare all the prescriptions." ”

"I've opened the recipe, the rest is none of my business, I'm going back to sleep, you can do it yourself."

After saying that, he opened the door and swaggered out, and the guards followed me step by step, without hindrance.

I couldn't help but sneer in my heart.

When I returned to the room where I was being held and pushed open the door, I sensed that something was wrong. Someone must have been here after I left, and there was still a smell of the house that didn't belong here.

I rubbed my nose and glanced around quietly, because the furnishings were shabby, and I couldn't see anything on the surface. Pretending to bend down to make the bed, I found out that my bed had been rummaged through, and even the head of the bed had fallen a thin layer of dust, which must have fallen from rummaging through the roof of the tent.