"Sangsang, what is wrong with you?" Helan Yin asked cautiously.

Facing He Lanyin's gaze, Sang Ning recalled that when he went to court, he did have a headache and was unbearable.

So Sang Ning naturally nodded and whispered, "It was indeed a little uncomfortable just now. ”

"Your Majesty, you see, the minister is not wrong, right?"

Feng Qiyi couldn't help but say happily, and looked at He Lanyin, waiting for his reply.

At the same time, I already planned in my heart, taking the opportunity to see a doctor to delay time, and playing some small tricks casually.

As long as he dragged him until Helan Yin was about to take medicine at night, he could leave first and then find an excuse to return.

At that time, Helan Yin must have been immersed in the illusion and couldn't extricate himself, so Feng Qiyi could do whatever he wanted.

For the sake of royal dignity, he bet that He Lanyin would swallow this breath, and then he and Sang Ning would become a whole raw rice cooked and cooked.

"Then come along." Helan Yin was unhappy, but it was not easy to refuse, so he could only agree.

"Yes!" Feng Qiyi secretly succeeded halfway, and followed excitedly.

……

Tsuki-sang Temple.

Sunny lay flat on the ice silk bed, pulsed by the Wind Sparrow.

He Lanyin sat on the side and watched, his heroic face full of worry.

He wondered in his heart, could it be the reason for yesterday's toss?

If so, then he's too guilty.

only thought about the union as soon as possible, and even ignored her frail and sickly condition.

"Niangniang's illness is not serious, but you still need to continue to drink medicine to recuperate, otherwise it will easily worsen."

Feng Qiyi didn't say it very seriously, otherwise the emperor was afraid that if he didn't take the meatballs, his plan would be in vain.

"That's good."

Helan Yin let out a long sigh of relief, and a smile regained on his expressionless face.

So he gave the prescription to the green branch, and the latter went to grab the medicine and boil it.

"It's hard work."

Looking at Feng Qiyi, although Helan Yin was smiling, he was actually teasing people.

Feng Qiyi was so smart that she could see through the emperor's thoughts, but she slowly spoke: "Although the minister Guan Niangniang is fine, he needs the minister to go to the side of the finch hand with thirteen needles to consolidate the qi and blood and regulate the body for the mother. ”

"Acupuncture?"

Helan Yin asked rhetorically.

Feng Qiyi nodded hurriedly and said in a low voice, "Not bad." ”

Seeing that Helan Yin's complexion had changed, Feng Qiyi guessed what he was worried about, so he smiled slightly: "Your Majesty doesn't need to worry, the minister only needs to acupuncture on Niangniang's hands." ”

"Oh, it's just in the hand, let's start with hard work."

Helan Yin immediately breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, sat on the side and waited patiently.

I have to say that this finch hand thirteen needles is indeed a magical acupuncture technique created by Feng Queyi.

The effect is miraculous and just coincides with Sang Ning's illness, in fact, it is also the result of Feng Qiyi's constant reading of hundreds of medical books and continuous trying to figure it out.

In order to cure Sang Ning's illness, of course, he also has other thoughts.

Although it is only acupuncture on the hands, because the hands are too small, there are many acupuncture points, and you need to slowly determine the acupuncture before you can apply the acupuncture.

Therefore, the time consumption is very long, which is also a little personal delay in time in addition to really seeing a doctor.

As Feng Qiyi took out the acupuncture bag he was carrying, he took out the slender and slender silver needles.

"Mother, it may hurt a little, you bear with it." When the wind finch instrument was about to drop the needle, he kindly reminded him casually.

Sang Ning looked at him and said angrily: "What kind of tiger and wolf words did you say?" Your Majesty, do you care about your Aiqing? He teased me. ”

Wind Sparrow: ......

Helanyin: ......

Even Wang Cheng on the side didn't look at it, and anyone could know that there was no such meaning in these words.

But since Sang Ning said it, Helan Yin naturally had to show his attitude.

"Wind Country Master, pay attention to your words." Helan Yin glared at him and said with a straight face.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Feng Qiyi couldn't say anything, so she could only bow her head slightly and respond.

In the next second, Sang Ning winked at him and forced a smile: "Be merciful for a while, you won't retaliate against me, right?" ”

"Niangniang said that she laughed, how dare the minister." Feng Qiyi suppressed her anger and smiled on her face.

At the same time, he secretly said in his heart, Sang Sang will let you go crazy for a while, you just need to wait for Helan Yin to use medicine in the evening, and everything is under control.

So Feng Qiyi began to acupuncture for Sang Ning, and time passed slowly.

In the blink of an eye, the blue sky turned dark, and a bright moon hung high above the sky, accompanied by stars.

Sang Ning looked at the backs of his hands full of silver needles, like a hedgehog, showing a loveless expression.

What kind of book is it wearing, the unknown illness is tormented day and night, I want to get rid of it.

These men are like a psychopath, and they don't let her get their wish.

Now Sang Ning just wants to get sick quickly, it's best to be sick, and it is best to be able to walk directly without consciousness.

But whether it should be said or not, Lao Yin criticizes this acupuncture and moxibustion does have something.

Since the piercing, Sang Ning found that her body was indeed much more comfortable, and for a moment, she was stunned.

Sang Ning thought she was fully recovered, but this feeling couldn't last forever, and the occasional illness would remind her that she was a sick seedling.

It's terrible, it's another day that I want to die!

After waiting for another half an hour, Feng Qiyi gave Sang Ning an injection.

"Go back and rest early, I won't leave you behind."

Looking at the sweaty Feng Qiyi, Helan Yin took his hand and walked out directly.

Feng Qiyi still had to say a few words to Sang Ning, and even watched Lu Zhi finish drinking the medicine for her before leaving.

But I didn't expect that He Lanyin, a wife-protecting maniac, didn't give a chance at all, and seeing that the treatment was over, he couldn't help but unload the mill and kill the donkey.

So, Feng Qiyi was pushed out so reluctantly.

"Wang Cheng, send the national teacher for me."

Helan Yin commanded Wang Cheng.

"Whoa." Wang Cheng responded, and then made a gesture of please, "Feng Guoshi, please." ”

Feng Qiyi clenched his fists slightly: "Your Majesty, the minister will retire." ”

"Hmm." He Lanyin nodded, and saw Wang Cheng leave the Yuesang Hall with him, and then returned with a sigh of relief.

……

But just as Helan Yin was leaving, a person slowly came out of the bedding in the hall.

A immature baby face, a wisp of cyan stubble in the middle of the person, and a hint of calmness in the oncoming youthful atmosphere.

On the black official hat, there are still a few traces of dust, tall and strong, red face and white teeth, handsome and extraordinary.

In a pair of eyes with thick and slender eyelashes, looking at Sang Ning at this moment was soaked with tears.

I saw that his thin lips trembled, and he wanted to open his mouth but couldn't control his emotional excitement, and his breathing became tight.

The heart, even more violently, began to speed up the beat.

……

Sang Ning looked at him, very shocked, his white jade fingers covered his mouth, and his other hand pinched the cat's tail without noticing.

"Whew~"

Snow Tumbling bared its fangs, her hair exploded, and she fled from her with a whoosh.

……