What she has embraced is based on Eastern and Western philosophies, and there are many treatments that are in conflict with today's times.

This kind of exchange is not only at the medical level, Nanmo feels that this is a collision of two cultures.

The two have some similarities, and some have-for-tat comparisons.

Murong Yi's purple eyes were slightly constricted, and his face was extremely lazy. His little cat not only has sharp claws, but also has a very bright brain, and he Murong Yi seems to have picked up a treasure.

Leisurely, comfortable, this old and young like this, it made Murong Yi feel relieved.

Huo Qiu has an eccentric personality, and it is difficult for one person to have an appetite for him. To the outside world, it was said that he was under the door of Mutan Pavilion, but it was the old man who gave himself a name in order to avoid unnecessary trouble. In fact, Murong Yi has a lot of respect for Huo Qiu, not only for his medical skills but also for his character.

When he showed his purple eyes in front of Huo Qiu for the first time, Huo Qiu seemed to have discovered something new, and he exclaimed magically. All day long, he clamored to set things right for him and restore his normal eyes.

Huo Qiu said that he has practiced medicine for so many years, and he likes strange and incurable diseases the most, and he was really shocked when he saw those purple eyes for the first time. It's a pity that he's not afraid of curses, and he's happy to challenge such impossible.

Now, of course, it's better for this girl to come, lest he study alone, which is really boring.

Outside the Mutan Pavilion.

Feng Bi was already in a bad mood, so she was ready to go out to the market.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Feng Bi was about to leave with Jing'er, she saw a carriage coming at a gallop.

Visitors to the Mutan Pavilion must be vetted before they can be entered, and they must be brought in by the carriage of the Mutan Pavilion. There are formations everywhere in this Huizhi Mountain, and ordinary people are unfortunate enough to break in, and they will only get lost here and become a pile of bones.

This carriage has a dark red blood lotus marking, a visitor? Feng Bi was puzzled.

She twisted her eyebrows, and saw two masters and servants getting out of the carriage, one fat and one thin. The servants of the Mu Tan Pavilion removed the strips from the eyes of the two and signaled that the place had arrived.

Feng Bi saw that he was an acquaintance, and couldn't help but say in a strange way, "It's really strange." ”

Feng Ying hadn't figured out the situation yet, and Mama Wei beside her had already stretched out her fingers tremblingly, "In such a tone, is this treating our eldest lady as nothing?" ”

The dignified Miss Feng saw that this Feng Bi seemed to be different from the past, and the anger on her face was unquenchable, she shook her head and said, "Forget it, Miss Feng seems to be angry because of something, and Miss Ben doesn't want to cling to these false courtesies."

As soon as Feng Ying said this, no matter how dissatisfied Mama Wei was, she had to keep it in her heart.

"Miss Feng, isn't it because of the Murong Pavilion Master's affairs that she has lost her honor here?" Feng Ying smiled, the floral soft silk embroidered shoes on the soles of her feet moved lightly, and her voice was tactful.

Feng Bi realized that she had lost her temper in front of outsiders, and glanced at her secretly.

This Feng Ying is worthy of being the eldest daughter of General Feng Jingyu, with a goose egg face, eyebrows like willows, lips like rouge, and dignified demeanor, some people even say that she has the style of a mother.

I am really dwarfed by her.

Feng Ying saw that she was no longer as aggressive as Fang Cai, so she smiled and said: "I heard that there is a ghost doctor Huo Qiu under the main door of the Mutan Pavilion, my mother has been in poor health recently, and ordinary doctors and even court doctors are helpless, I don't know if I can ask Miss Feng to introduce her?" ”

Both of these are too good to see her, so come to block her? A slave girl with eyes above the top came to Mutan Pavilion, and now Miss Feng from Kyoto also came to join in the fun.

Feng Bi's anger came up again, this Miss Feng didn't know the details, and she didn't know how many catties and taels she had. When did Huo Qiu give her a good look? Isn't it intentional to embarrass her by asking her to be introduced?

"Jing'er, I don't know when the threshold of Mutan Pavilion became so low? Anyone can come to me to make peace. Feng Bi Yin Yang Strange Qi Dao.

Feng Ying's expression was complicated, and she secretly said that this Huo Qiu was not simple. Feng Bi has a good face, as long as she compliments herself, she is overjoyed, and she can't wait to take care of everything to show her status in this pavilion. Now I heard her mean that she didn't want to deal with the ghost doctor, it seems that this ghost doctor is not easy to get along with. Thinking about this in his heart, he said quietly: "It's hard for Miss Feng, Miss Ben is waiting for the Lord of Murong Pavilion here." ”

Feng Bi sneered, "It's a pity, it's not that I'm not willing to introduce Miss Feng, it's just the order of the pavilion master, that ghost doctor Huo Qiu is treating some skin injuries for a woman named Nan Mo." ”

"Who is she?" Feng Ying couldn't help but be slightly surprised. Doctor Lao personally treated his injuries? Or skin trauma.

"It was brought back from the Sangtong enclosure by the pavilion master, that female slave, presumably your prince of Dasheng knows her appearance better."

"Turn Miss Feng away and blame the kitten? Feng Bi, the master of this pavilion has seen that you have had a very happy life in the past two years. ”

The voice behind him changed from gorgeous to cold.

Feng Bi was in a cold sweat for a while, she also risked anger with this move, as long as she added a little more heat, she could make the eldest lady of the Feng family jealous of that woman.

Facing Murong Yi's questioning, Feng Bi had no choice but to bow down, revealing a weeping look, "Bi'er is just worried that her sister will go out in the future, representing the façade of Mutan Pavilion." If you always use your own minor illnesses and disasters to drive the ghost doctor, it is inevitable that you will be pampered and proud outside, and you will lose the face of Mu Tan Pavilion. Bi'er said this and hoped that Miss Feng, the model among the women in the boudoir, would be able to teach Sister Nanmo a thing or two today. She lowered her eyebrows, her steps trembled slightly, and her temples shook slightly, so she was not supple.

It's a pity that Feng Bi's words and deeds can't catch Feng Yingfeng's attention at all. Feng Ying walked past her and looked straight at the person behind her. At that moment, Feng Ying was almost stunned by the stunning face behind Feng Bi, and her heart was shocked, and her eyes were so bewitching.

The purple glimmer deepened, Feng Ying sighed in her heart, and bowed her head, "Feng Ying has seen the Lord of Murong Pavilion. ”

Her father valued her mother so much, and now her mother is crazy, and she has to take out the identity of the eldest lady of Fengfu to seek medical treatment for her mother.

Although Mrs. Feng is not her biological mother, as a daughter, it is also appropriate to do the most basic filial piety.

Murong Yi raised his eyebrows, "Miss Feng is filial piety. ”

Feng Ying didn't know what he was angry about, so he could only say: "As long as I can soothe my father's mood and my mother's epilepsy has improved, what Feng Ying does is worth it." ”

It's just that he didn't dare to look at Murong Yi's extremely soothing face and bewitching purple eyes.

Murong Yi waved his hand and asked his subordinates to invite the ghost doctor Huo Qiu.

Unexpectedly, when Huo Qiu came over, he dragged Nan Mo with him. Feng Bi looked at it in disbelief, and the white-bearded little old man pulled Nan Mo's uninjured arm all the way over with a hippie smile.

Which time, in the face of the women in the Mu Tan Pavilion, didn't this Huo Qiu sneer?

How long has it been? treated Nan Mo as his own granddaughter.

"You don't have to speak, don't go, the old man never treats the nobles and eunuchs, let alone a Feng general, even the ten heavenly kings Lao Tzu and the old man don't go." Before Murong Yi could speak, Huo Qiu said hatefully.

Feng Ying's face tightened, this Huo Qiu was actually an old naughty child.

"But......" Huo Qiu's voice changed, "the old man's apprentice can go." ”

Huo Qiu pointed and looked at Nan Mo.

Nan Mo helped her forehead, when did she become his apprentice?

Feng Ying felt strange, she had never heard that the ghost doctor never accepted disciples, how could it be? But these words really came out of Huo Qiu's mouth.

Feng Ying couldn't help but look squarely at the woman named Nan Mo in front of her.

At first glance, she looks like an extremely delicate woman, but her black and white eyes are clear and distinct. When she gazes at a person, you can feel the greatest enthusiasm and clarity, as if there is not a trace of earthly dust.

Nan Mo sighed and looked at Murong Yi, "When I was in Hucheng, I could always hear the prestige of General Feng Jingyu, I think General Feng is so loved by the people, his character must not be bad, so I am willing to try." ”

Murong Yi hooked his lips and smiled, "Since the kitten is so kind-hearted, how can this pavilion master go against your wishes?" ”

Nan Mo grinded his teeth, "Don't call me a kitten!" "So many people look at it, he is not ashamed, she is still ashamed.

There was a trace of doubt in Murong Yi's purple eyes, and he really lowered his head and thought seriously, "What is that called?" Little wildcats? ”

Murong Yi's face sank in an instant, and the smile in his eyes deepened, "That's not possible, you are now a domestic ......"

Feng Bi was so angry that she trembled, if no one was flirting around, did she ever take her seriously?

"It's not impossible to go if you want to, if you ask, the pavilion master will not agree."

Feng Ying's face was stunned, what the Lord of Murong Pavilion meant by this, was that he also recognized this woman's medical skills?

Nan Mo tilted his head, and when he turned around again, he smiled and said, "Uncle, you are good." ”

Murong Yi was not calm, the corners of his mouth stiffened, it was the first time he had seen her like this.

Murong Yi raised his eyebrows, selling Feng Jingyu a favor, it was not bad, after all, it was the kitten who fought for himself.

Almost in an instant, Nan Mo was keenly aware that there was a gaze that fell on her behind her, like a man's back. She turned her face sideways slightly, but suddenly stopped moving, just looked at Murong Yi, and said, "Just let me go." ”

Murong Yi straightened the hair of her sideburns, pinned it behind her ears, and her voice was hoarse and magnetic, "You'd better not have any thoughts that you shouldn't have, if you dare to run away, I will also find you." ”

Huo Qiu clapped his hands, "That old man went to drink ......"

Everyone saw that the ghost doctor Huo Qiu disappeared in front of people, regardless of the image, and couldn't help but look at each other.

……

It's almost April, the weather is gradually heating up, there are more and more pedestrians in the market, and the silk villages under the names of the Ming family and the Shen family are also on spring shirts one after another.

In a house in Kyoto, a mother-in-law led a girl into the door.

"Miss Nanqing, although the house here is ordinary, it is better to be clean and generous, and the girl can live there."

The woman groaned with a smile.

Nanqing was flattered, since she was a child, no one she didn't know had spoken to her so softly.

She looked around at these arrangements, small buildings and pavilions, carved railings and jade masonry.

All of this is like a dream, it is because of Shen Xiaohou that she has such treatment now. She originally thought that the boy was just a son from a well-to-do family. It wasn't until she came to Kyoto that she knew that his identity was so prominent, and it turned out to be Shen Yisheng, who was a double marquis in the imperial capital.

Master Shen Xiaohou, you like Sister A, right? Otherwise, I wouldn't have sent myself to Kyoto in front of my sister.