Although Yun Tianhong's body is currently not good at walking, his foundation is different from ordinary people. There was no sign of fever all night, and Ren Qifeng, as a junior apprentice, naturally stayed in Yun Tianhong's house with Luoqiu and them all night.

After Nanling Mo woke up in the morning, he went to Yun Tianhong's house first, and after asking about the situation, he directly practiced martial arts in the open space in the front yard.

Nanling Mo's habit of practicing martial arts has not changed, and he still does not shy away from the tiger and tiger style of others throwing whips in the courtyard.

Those imperial doctors who were awakened by the sound of whips in the front courtyard guest rooms of the Bizarre Yuan Pavilion could vaguely see Nanling Mo flicking the whip through the window screen, and they all slandered in their hearts that the county lord of Chaoren was indeed a vulgar person.

"Ji Yuan, how do you feel?" As soon as Nanling Mo finished boiling the decoction with her own hands, she found that Yun Tianhong had woken up.

"It's okay, I feel a little hot in my legs." Yun Tianhong's face was a little pale, but he was in good spirits. He looked down at his legs, which had been splinted and wrapped in cotton, and suddenly realized that his legs were actually conscious.

He had not felt the temperature in his legs for several years, but now he found that his legs were slightly warm, which made him very excited.

"Really? Do you feel it? Nanling Mo asked happily, then turned around and pointed to the medicine box and said, "I have prepared some ointments, and I have changed them every three days for thirty consecutive days." After thirty days you will be able to stand up. Yun Tianhong nodded, and Nan Lingmo said again: "I will enter the palace to report your situation in a while, and you also know the attitude of today, I think it is best to hide it, and it is not appropriate to spread it for the time being." It's better that they don't even know about the fall. Yun Tianhong was stunned for a moment, and quickly understood the deep meaning of Nanling Mo's words, and sighed slightly and said, "It's just that in this way, I'm afraid that you will suffer from gossip again." Nanling Mo smiled slightly, got up and said to Luoqiu outside the door: "Luoqiu, the prince is awake, go and tell the kitchen to prepare a few porridge and side dishes, and the prince needs to avoid eating these days." Three days later, the lord of the county came to adjust the prince's prescription. "After Nan Lingmo and all the imperial doctors have breakfast, they will enter the palace to meet the emperor.

At this time, it was the time of the upper dynasty, and Nanling Mo and the imperial doctors were waiting for Yun Tianfeng to go down to the court in the side hall of the imperial study.

An hour later, Sanbao sent a little eunuch over to deliver the message: "County Lord, my lords, the emperor is waiting for a few people in the imperial study. ”

"Courtiers/micro-ministers see Your Majesty." Nanling Mo and the other imperial doctors saluted.

"Let's get flat!" The clouds and the sky are the first to say,

"Chaoren, how did you go to the Yun Palace's palace yesterday to treat my seventh brother?"

"Your Majesty, please forgive your courtiers for their incompetence." Nanling Mo

"Plop" knelt down, and said with a ashamed face: "The courtiers were ordered to treat Prince Yun's leg, and found that Prince Yun's leg had not been properly treated because of a fall from a horse and an old disease, so the broken bones had been taken out and the prince's bones had been connected. But...... The courtiers found that the prince did not feel in his legs because of the broken bones, presumably because the muscles and veins had been injured, and the courtiers were not good at learning, and they still could not heal the prince's muscles and veins with acupuncture. Yun Tianfeng was secretly happy when he heard this, but he couldn't show it on his face, so he said in a deep voice: "Chaoren, I naturally don't blame you, after all, you have done your best." But is it possible for the seventh brother's muscles and veins to recover? ”

"Back to the emperor, if you can find the ghost doctor of the Medicine King Valley within a month, maybe the prince's leg can still be saved, if not, I'm afraid it's ......" Nan Lingmo lowered her head and whispered more and more, trying to make a sad look.

"I have already issued an edict yesterday to find the ghost doctor in the Medicine King Valley." Yun Tianfeng said loudly,

"Chaoren, you were also busy all day yesterday, so go back to the house and rest! I will send two imperial doctors to take turns in the Yun Prince's Mansion. ”

"The courtiers thank the emperor for his innocence." Nanling Mo bowed and retreated. After coming out of the palace, Nan Lingmo did not go home, and ordered: "We haven't been to the store for a long time, let's go to the store and have a look." Meishuang quickly instructed the coachman to divert to the market in the downtown area to the east.

"Stop." Nan Lingmo suddenly said loudly. After the coachman parked the car, Nan Lingmo said, "I'll go shopping by myself, and you two should go home first." ”

"Master, this is not appropriate, the slave and maid can't leave the master." Meishuang said anxiously.

"The county lord is bored and wants to walk casually, otherwise, let's meet at Deyue Tower at three o'clock in the afternoon, and the county lord will invite you to dinner."

"Yes, the slave knows." After Nanling Mo finished speaking, she turned left and right to go shopping, and Meishuang followed not far behind.

She saw her master walk into a ready-to-wear store, pick the one she chose from the left and right, took the clothes and went in to try them on.

At this time, a vendor next to him shouted: "Wonton stew, delicious big wonton stew with fresh meat and cabbage!" "The fragrance is really good, Mei Shuang felt a little hungry after smelling the smell, and thought: The master probably didn't come out so quickly, so it was better to pad her stomach first.

Just when Meishuang lowered her head to eat wonton stew, Nanling Mo changed into a men's dress and walked out of the front door directly without a hurry, and came to the back door of Huaqi Building with a limp.

Nanling Mo had just climbed over the wall in the backyard, and as soon as she landed, a knife was placed on her neck. Nan Lingmo hurriedly took out the token,

"It's me." The knife disappeared immediately, and soon Uncle He appeared in the backyard: "Miss." The two of them walked to the secret room, and Nanling Mo didn't turn around: "Uncle He, Zou Zheng sent a letter to me yesterday, saying that the person who checked and sold "Boyuan Post" before had news?" ”

"Yes, Miss." Uncle He clapped his hands and appeared in the secret room with a person in the dark night.

"Subordinate Yun San knocks to see the pavilion master."

"Say it!"

"Half a month ago, my subordinates met with the people who went to the north, and word came that there was a person in the north who had been ruined and exchanged 10,000 taels of silver at the local bank. Those silver tickets are the silver tickets of our capital's Longji Money Village, and the registered name is Mu Chi. Nan Lingmo stood up excitedly,

"Really?! Did you read that right? Nanling Mo's mind kept spinning, 'Mu Chi, Mu Zi Li, Tong Chi, I'm afraid it's really the second brother!'

！！ Uncle He and Dark Night looked at her excitedly and were very puzzled. Nanling Mo calmed down and said, "You must pay attention to him secretly to see if he still has contact with anyone." His anti-tracking ability is very high, so be careful, and be sure to help if you are in trouble. Don't startle the snake in normal times. Okay, let's stand down for the others, and Uncle He stays. ”

"Miss, who are you?"

"Uncle He, that person is likely to be the second brother." Nanling Mo suppressed the excitement in his heart and said.

"Second Young Master???" Uncle He was surprised,

"But didn't the second son die in battle many years ago? Miss, are you sure you won't admit your mistake? ”

"Uncle He, back then, "Boyuan Post" was my funeral for my second brother, and "Mid-Autumn Festival" and "Sunny Post When the Snow is Fast" are now in the hands of Yun Tianfeng. For so many years, the ancestral tomb of the Li family has not heard of theft, and the only explanation is that the second brother did not die, and the funeral goods were taken out by the second brother himself. Just imagine, the ancestral tomb mechanism technique is made by the Mo family, who else is proficient in the Mo family's mechanism technique except the second brother?! ”

"Wouldn't it be great if it was the Second Young Master?! Let's have a princess! Uncle He burst into tears with excitement,

"God forbid, God forbid! I didn't expect the second young master to still be in the world. ”

"Uncle He, this matter is very important, and you can't leak half a point. If it is ...... Know, the second brother's life may not be guaranteed. ”

"But eldest miss, do we want to contact the second young master, and you were already ...... now," Uncle He said uncertainly.

"I know, it's really appalling to say my current identity, don't contact the second brother first, see what he's doing, the time is not ripe yet, and then send someone to contact when the time is right."

"Yes, the old slave understands, so it will be arranged." At two o'clock in the afternoon, Nan Lingmo staggered near Deyue Tower, and Meishuang, who had been waiting there, saw Nan Lingmo's figure and hurriedly greeted him: "County ...... No, Childe, why did you change your clothes? Mei Shuang frowned slightly when she saw Nanling Mo, and immediately changed her words smartly.

Nanling Mo replied disapprovingly: "The clothes that entered the palace are too gorgeous, so my son changed to a ready-to-wear store and changed into men's clothes, which is much more convenient." ”

"I scared the slave to death, and the slave thought it was ...... I thought it was ......"

"Why did you think you were allowed to go shopping by yourself and buy something for yourself?"

"No, the slave maid ate a bowl of wonton stew, and then found that she didn't see the son, so she was in a hurry, and hurried to come here, and waited for most of the hour." Mei Shuang lowered her head and said a little ashamedly, because she was still a secret guard, she actually lost the county lord, if Mu Yi knew about it, she would definitely have to laugh at her.

"Okay, okay, this son just walked around casually and nothing happened, what is there to worry about. Didn't you buy something you liked, why didn't you choose anything? ”

"Slaves don't want anything to like." Meishuang replied in a low voice.

"Okay, okay, my son is also hungry, so I'll take you to eat." Nanling Mo shook the folding fan in his hand and walked into the Deyue Tower with Meishuang.