Nangong Jing frowned, a little puzzled: "How is this different from your original words?" ”

Rong Jiuyuan, who had taken a sip of tea, said to him, "If you tell your grandfather what Doctor Fang said, they will naturally understand." ”

"Oh, got it."

Nangong Jing was obedient and still sat next to him without moving.

Seeing the two of them like this, Yunbei Mo coughed lightly: "Isn't Young Master Nangong going back?" ”

Rong Jiuyuan looked at it and didn't speak.

Hearing this, Nangong Jing was even more puzzled: "Are you driving Young Master Ben away?" ”

At this time, Yunbei Mo took out the needle bag: "I came here not only to give the prince a pulse of peace, but also to give the prince acupuncture, after doing it, the prince can rest at ease." If Young Master Nangong is here, I can't feel at ease. ”

"I see." Nangong Jing could only give up, "Then cousin, I'll come to see you another day." ”

"Wu'an, escort Young Master Jing back to his home."

Yunbei Mo is not just talking, he is indeed going to give Rong Jiuyuan an injection, after all, the morning is omitted.

When applying the needle, Rong Jiuyuan looked at her seriously from intently, and asked, "Is the matter of the tablet solved?" ”

"You know and ask me."

"Hiss~"

"Huh?" Yun Beimo heard his voice, subconsciously observed that there was something wrong with the place where he pricked the needle, and asked with concern: "Did I prick it too deeply?" ”

"Sort of."

Yunbei Mo wanted to say something, but when he saw Rong Jiuyuan with a smile on his face, he knew that he was pretending. "I can even endure the bone incense, I can't stand this needle, you can tell me."

"Mo'er is really not easy to deceive at all." Rong Jiuyuan smiled beautifully, with a rare ease between his eyebrows.

In his opinion, only talking to Yunbei Mo is the time when he can relax the most, and he doesn't know when this situation started.

He didn't want to pursue it, he just wanted to enjoy it slowly.

"It seems that you were right last time, the foreign envoys are really coming. But this plague has just ended, aren't you afraid that there will be any accidents at that time? Yunbei Mo asked curiously.

"It was a long time ago that the foreign envoys would come, but the plague came too suddenly. Fortunately, the plague came and went quickly, and the news did not spread, so naturally the plan to let foreign envoys into the city would not be canceled. ”

"What if the plague hadn't healed then?"

He smiled: "Then there really are no foreign envoys coming." ”

"I knew I hadn't developed a prescription so early."

"Then you are willing to let me suffer from the plague?"

"......" Yun Beimo was caught off guard and teased, she retracted her gaze unhurriedly, and said arrogantly: "I'm not in such a hurry to develop a prescription for you." ”

"I see." Rong Jiuyuan was slightly disappointed, and picked up the teacup to drink tea, as if he was deliberately covering up his loss.

The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward, no one spoke anymore, and when Yunbei Mo finished distributing the needle and waited next to him, he came in with a snack.

"Miss Yuner, please use a snack."

"Thank you." Yun Beimo picked up a piece and ate it.

Listening to the wind, he spoke at this time: "Miss Yun Er, you should take a look at the shoulder injury for the prince." ”

When Yun Beimo heard this, he was not surprised, but said calmly: "Oh know, I originally wanted to wait for your family to take the initiative to speak, since he didn't speak, I think it should be fine." ”

Listening to the wind, his eyes were full of surprise, and he looked at his own son.

When Yun Bei Mo was diagnosing Rong Jiuyuan's pulse, he found that his pulse was a little wrong, and he also knew that he must have suffered some external injury. So when I applied the needle just now, I set a certain heart for him.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have deliberately let Nangong Jing go first.

But from the beginning, Rong Jiuyuan didn't confess to herself, she wondered if it was inconvenient to say about his personal matter, so she didn't deliberately ask.

"The two stitches you just took should have healed my trauma, and the wound didn't seem to hurt much." Rong Jiuyuan's eyebrows bent.

"My acupuncture is to help you relieve pain anywhere, not to treat the trauma for you." Yunbei Mo's dead duck has a hard mouth.

Seeing this, Rong Jiuyuan couldn't help laughing.

When he heard the wind, he immediately understood God and withdrew with interest.

The outer hall returned to quiet, Rong Jiuyuan put down the teacup, and said slowly: "I met the assassin in the other courtyard last night. ”

Yunbei Mo looked at him sideways.

"It's the same assassin I met last time in the Princess's Mansion."

This time, Yunbei Mo was interested, and put down the pastry in his hand: "That was a long time ago, didn't the assassin catch it at that time?" ”

He shook his head.

"What's the matter with this assassin, you didn't even catch it, and let the assassin assassin assassinate you again after so long?" Yunbei Mo was even more curious.

Seeing her reaction like this, Rong Jiuyuan couldn't cry or laugh, and said patiently: "I'm not a lot of powers. ”

"So you were stabbed by an assassin?"

"I seem to hear you gloating in your tone."

"Why, you heard me wrong." Yunbei Mo returned to business, "Did the assassin catch it this time?" ”

"Nope."

"Haven't you caught it the second time?" Yun Beimo looked at him and looked at him, restrained the expression on his face slightly, and coughed lightly, "Let me see the injury on my shoulder." ”

Rong Jiuyuan had already opened his collar and turned his back.

Yun Beimo looked at the scar on it, a red mark, no skin and flesh, but it hurt to look at it. "Whipped."

"Nine-section whip."

"It's a woman."

"How?"

"The first time I met it, I felt that my body looked like a woman, and the whip is usually used by women. What love debt did you incur? Yunbei Mo was caught off guard and asked, which made Rong Jiuyuan pause.

Seeing that he was sluggish, Yunbei Mo squinted, with an expression that I guessed correctly, "Love debt." ”

He retracted his gaze and unnaturally remembered the night in Luoyang Forest, "No, this person's purpose is to directly kill me." ”

"Maybe you failed people, so they want your life?"

"I'm a short-lived person, what kind of love debt do I incur? In order to live two more days, why should I provoke people who should not be provoked? Rong Jiuyuan said helplessly.

Yun Beimo felt distressed for a while, "Just kidding, when I first saw that assassin, I didn't think there was anything else in her eyes when she looked at you, I guess it was really just for your life." Since it's not a love debt, it's definitely a debt of revenge, or someone you've offended. ”

"I'm afraid I can't count them, and I can't find them."

"Huh?"

Rong Jiuyuan's eyebrows bent, and he smiled magnificently: "There are many people who have offended." ”

"I can see it."

It's not the first time he has said this, Yun Beimo gave him some medicine for his trauma, with distress in his eyes, "It seems that the other courtyard is not safe, don't stay." ”

"Then I'll go back and change to a safer and more hidden one."

"I don't live in Jiuhuayuan, what are you doing outside?"

"It's not convenient for you to come to me."

As soon as these words came out, Yunbei Moergen turned red inexplicably, and his eyes drifted to other places.