The old man had already calculated for the two of them, Feng Qimo was a lonely life, and it didn't matter if he was single with Feng Qimo's foil, but who would have thought that this 10,000-year-old iron tree had already bloomed, and his wife was still so beautiful, how could he swallow this breath!

"I really didn't get it back."

Feng Qimo also took a sip of tea, and briefly said what happened during this time, and Nocturnal Cloud was amazed when he heard it,

"Hey, then according to what you say, it was your little princess who rescued you, and she also knows medical skills?"

Although Feng Qimo and Ye Xingyun are from the same division, their practice is very different, Feng Qimo learns martial arts, and the main killing is done; However, the nocturnal cloud cultivation is the way of medicine, and the hanging pot helps the world.

"I don't think so."

Because of Ye Xingyun's practice of medicine, he also knows a little about pharmacology, and judging from the relationship with Jinzhi these days, she should not know medical skills.

Feng Qimo told the matter of the charm again, and also took out the charm that Jinzhi gave them some time ago.

"It's also very strange to say, I always feel cold when I am unconscious, and I can't move the ice everywhere in my body, and that day I suddenly felt a warm current rushing in, and I wanted to find the source of the warm current, and then I suddenly woke up."

and took out the charm that the brocade branch gave them some time ago,

"This was given to me by her not long ago, saying that it could suppress my condition, and I have carefully perceived it, and it is indeed the same source as that warm current."

Nocturnal Cloud hurriedly took a closer look, but after looking at it for a long time, he didn't see why.

Reaching out and touching his chin, he muttered, "If only the old man were here."

The old man is not only proficient in medicine and poison, but also proficient in all kinds of Qimen Dunjia, the Five Elements Bagua, and also has a certain understanding of spirit runes, so he may be able to understand what this is.

"I'd better check your pulse first."

Night Xingyun took a few steps forward and stretched out his hand, and Feng Qimo also obediently stretched out his hand to cooperate.

With the passage of time, the nocturnal clouds gradually converged, and then looked solemn and confused,

"What's wrong?" Feng Qimo was puzzled, nocturnal clouds rarely showed such a dignified look,

"The pulse is chaotic, there is no surface, it is a crisis." After a pause, he expressed the doubts in his heart, "Your body is extremely deficient, and it is indeed incurable to this extent, but your state is far from that of a dying person, and I speculate that it is very likely to be the reason for this spell."

Feng Qimo put away the charm and thought thoughtfully.

"On the way here, I also heard that the Emperor of Nanyue is elevating your power step by step, no matter what the origin of this spell is, it is an indispensable good thing for us at the moment, I will stay here during this time, and make up for the void in your body."

Night Xingyun patted Feng Qimo on the shoulder, returned to the chair and sat down, and returned to his cynical appearance.

As he was talking, Ling Han came in in a hurry,

"Your Highness, there is little night, and the big thing is not good."

"What's the matter?"

"Your Highness, a few days ago, you ordered your subordinates to contact the Iron Guards to return to Beijing, and it took a few days for your subordinates to receive a reply, Your Highness, look," Ling Yi handed over a small note.

After Feng Qimo saw it, his face was dark and uncertain, but his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Nocturnal raised an eyebrow, "What's wrong?"

"The whole battalion of the Iron Guards suddenly fell ill, all of them had a high fever that did not go away, vomiting and diarrhea, and more than half of them had already collapsed." Ling Han explained.

Feng Qimo pinched the note in the palm of his hand, the Iron Armor Guard is an army formed by Emperor Wu of South Vietnam, everyone has been strictly screened and trained, how can it be all sick all at once?!

"They are going to cut off the king's back road." Feng Qimo sneered and looked at Ling Han,

"Tell me to go down, and the king of Ming Japan will take the princess to Luohong Villa to recuperate for a few days, and let the secret guard camp pretend to be a talisman guard."

Luohong Villa is Fengqimo's industry, not far from the capital in Qishan, and the camp of the Iron Guards is near Qishan.

"My subordinates understand." Ling Han clenched his fists and retreated.

Prime Minister's Mansion, Lin has been really unlucky in the past two days, either walking inexplicably wrestling or drinking tea and being burned, or being pricked a few times by small needles that came out of nowhere, the most terrible thing is that he was scratched by a wild cat that came out of the garden a few days ago, with several big scratches on his neck and his arms twisted.

Even Nie Yuanzheng was a little disgusted with her, and she hadn't been to Ruxiang Courtyard for several days.

Jin Zhi also knew about these things through the little paper man, and after two more days, when the Lin family became more and more irritable and panicked, he could move on to the next step!

These days, Jinzhi and Feng Qimo are eating together, and at dinner, Feng Qimo also talked about taking her to Luohong Villa.

"Luohong Villa, is there anything fun?"

Feng Qimo chewed a bite of the dish and said slowly,

"There should be, go and let Ling Yi take you around."

"Okay." Jinzhi was excited, and began to pick up rice again.

Early the next morning, Feng Qimo took people out, and Jinzhi was napping in the carriage with sleepy eyes.

The carriage left the city steadily, heading in the direction of Qishan, but at a fork in the road, a small group of men and horses came out alone, quietly heading to the camp of the Iron Guard.

Not long after the carriage of King Chen's mansion left the city, the back foot of the imperial study received the news, at that time, the emperor of Nanyue was discussing this year's draft with the prince, and both of them were stunned for a moment when they received the news.

"Luohong Villa is Uncle Chen's property in Qishan, and now Uncle Huang is idle at home, and his health is not good, so it is common sense to go to another hospital to recuperate."

"Humph! Who knows if he's a real recuperation or a fake recuperation! ”

He also got the news that the whole camp of the Iron Guards suddenly fell seriously ill, and Feng Qimo was afraid that he couldn't wait to investigate in person, so as to save this right-hand man!

Feng Jingxing lowered his head and didn't dare to answer, this scene became submissive in the eyes of Emperor Nanyue, his face suddenly sank, and he said unhappily,

"Okay, let's go here for today's business, you can go back."

Although the crown prince is benevolent, he lacks ability and lacks decision......

Emperor Nanyue himself is the grandson of the main palace, and when he was the prince in the past, he always saw that Emperor Wu preferred Feng Qimo, if he didn't have the support of a foreign family, he was afraid that it would be difficult to ascend to the throne, so he still preferred the eldest son for the crown prince.

And Feng Qimo, his existence is the biggest threat to his throne!

They went out about the hour, and they didn't arrive until nearly now, and after three or four hours, the people in the carriage were almost falling apart.

And the nocturnal clouds, as soon as they got off the horse, they began to mutter,

"Oh, Ben Shao's ass, this saddle is really dead......" while rubbing his ass.

Jinzhi glanced at him amusedly, pursed his lips and smiled, quite a little gloating,

"Didn't Ling Han prepare two carriages, do you want to sit on them?"

"I don't take a carriage, how can a big man who stands tall and tall like a woman travel in a carriage?!"

Feng Qimo, who travels like a woman and has to take a carriage: "......"

Thank you, there is a connotation to!

He gave him a blank look, and then slid his wheelchair in.

Although the carriage was spacious and stable, the four words of tiring travel were not covered, and Jinzhi sat in the carriage for nearly four hours, and he was so tired that he didn't even want to eat.

Feng Qimo didn't eat, he went all the way to the study, and the team sent to it had already sent back news, but the cause was not found.

"The secret guards sent over this time are all specially cultivated, proficient in the art of medicine and poison, so many people still can't find out the cause," Feng Qimo's eyes were dark, and the fingers of his right hand tapped the armrest of the wheelchair down, looking up at the nocturnal clouds,

"Looks like you're going to need to make a trip yourself."

"No problem, wrap it up on me!" Nocturnal clouds patted their chests and promised,

He is not only at the peak of his research on medical Taoism, but also well-versed, and is particularly interested in some incurable diseases, and he is still his junior brother's person!

That night, Xingyun and Ling Han secretly left the villa and rushed to the Qishan camp.

When it was time for dinner, she was woken up by the smell of barbecue from outside.

Following the fragrance, he found that a bonfire was lit in the courtyard, Ling Yi was squatting on the ground to barbecue meat, Feng Qimo was sitting in a wheelchair beside him, at the beginning of the night, the fire shone on his handsome face, and his delicate facial features became clearer and clearer.

Green Cloud came behind him at some point, and gently put on a cloak for her,

"For example, although it is already hot today, but it is still a little cold at night, the princess still puts on a cloak so as not to catch a cold."

Pulling his cloak together, Nishiki-eda walked over and stood still in front of the campfire.

"I heard from Green Cloud that you like novelties, it just so happens that Ling Yi caught a few pheasants today, and it is best to roast them over a bonfire."

I don't know if it's an illusion, under the reflection of the firelight, Jinzhi actually felt that Feng Qimo was very gentle at this moment, and even smiled at her.

In her impression, Feng Qimo is also very good to her on weekdays, but she always keeps her distance, and even has a feeling of being high above and out of reach, this sense of distance makes her very comfortable,

He is good at the emperor's power and strategy, and he has 800 hearts and eyes all over his body, and she has big nerves, and she has always stayed away from people like him who are scheming.

Now that he suddenly sees his soft lines and so down-to-earth, he really can't get used to it.

Seeing her coming, Ling Yi was also very excited, "This pheasant has passed the winter, and it is the time when the meat is delicious, so the princess should taste it."

Green Cloud brought her a stool, and in any case, having something delicious at the moment is the most important thing.

Ling Yi's skills are very good, the pheasant is golden and shiny, and the gluttonous worms in Jinzhi's stomach are about to be hooked out, not to mention that she has not eaten since she came, and she has been hungry for a long time.

Ling Yi put the roasted pheasant on the small table beside him, and quietly retreated with Green Cloud, freeing up the world of the two.

Ling Yi could see that His Royal Highness had feelings for the princess, but he was not good at expressing it, so he must help His Highness create more opportunities!

Jinzhi didn't want to do so much, and he didn't care about the heat, so he tore off a chicken leg and took a bite.

"Delicious !!"

The heat is well controlled, the meat is fresh and fragrant, the outside is charred and the inside is tender, and it is so delicious that I don't know what words to use to describe it.

Feng Qimo had had dinner, and at this moment, looking at Jinzhi's gobbling up, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but be dyed with a smile.