Concubine Hua herself didn't know that after understanding the sinister intentions of the big fat orange, she could still be so calm.

Since she entered the house, this man has been gentle and gentle with her. Fujin and Gege in the palace are afraid, but she is not afraid.

In the past few years, back and forth, no matter how many women he favors, he will eventually return to her.

She thought that in addition to her reputation, she was not inferior in love. Who knows, it's just a carefully woven hoax.

Concubine Hua was sick, very sick, and suddenly she had a high fever and couldn't get out of bed.

The big fat orange came to visit immediately after he found out, but he was blocked at the door by Song Zhi, saying that Concubine Hua was sick and haggard, and he didn't want him to see it.

He also said that the disease came quickly, and he was worried that the emperor would be sick and damage the dragon's body.

The big fat orange had to say a few words at the door, asking Concubine Hua to recuperate, and turned her head to turn over the sign of Shen Meizhuang again.

When the queen heard this, she only sneered, Concubine Hua, you are nothing more than that.

*

The musk in Huanyi incense can only be concealed from people who don't understand spices, from experts in this business, and from doctors.

The stakes are too high to let anyone else know. Zhou Ninghai secretly took some powder out of the palace, and did not dare to go to the well-known spice shop or medical hall in Beijing.

But in order to be safe, I found a temple called Wenshu Monastery on the mountain on the outskirts of Beijing.

The monks in the temple are skilled in medicine and compassionate, and often give medicine to those poor people, so they are famous.

It's just that because of the remote location of Wenshu Monastery and the fact that there are many powerful and wealthy families in Beijing, in addition to the nearby villagers, only the people who can't afford to see the sick will come to seek medical treatment.

Zhou Ninghai limped on one leg, and took three steps as two steps, and went up a long ladder.

After entering the temple, he first respectfully put incense on Manjushri Bodhisattva, and begged the Bodhisattva to bless Concubine Hua to be able to be in distress. Then he added two ingots to make sesame oil money, and the little monk with a sallow face who was wearing a monk's robe on the side smiled from ear to ear.

Monk Jueming said, "Amitabha, the donor sincerely worships the Buddha, has his own gods and Buddhas, and is safe and smooth." ”

Zhou Ninghai said, "Thank you, master, can you ask the master to take a step to speak?" ”

Jue Ming, this son has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, although the clothes look ordinary, but the stitches are fine, and the material is also good material.

He knew most of the people in this neighborhood, and he had never heard of anyone with such a noble family.

I just don't know why this donor came. Wenshu Monastery is just a small Zen monastery, just him and three apprentices, nothing else.

"Donor, please come here."

Jueming led Zhou Ninghai to a secluded place, "If the donor has anything to say to the poor monk, just say it." ”

Zhou Ninghai took out a small handful of spices wrapped in cloth in his arms, glanced left and right, and then carefully handed it over. Talking about the words that I had thought of before I came.

"I heard that the master is a skilled doctor, and I accidentally got these spices, and I want the master to help see if this thing is harmful to people."

Monk Jueming picked up the spices, twisted some with his thumb and forefinger, brought them to the tip of his nose, and smelled them carefully.

Zhou Ninghai was still not at ease after seeing that Jueming had smelled it, so he tasted the spice on his finger again, obviously discovering something.

"Does the master have an answer?"

"Amitabha."

Monk Jueming recited a Buddha name, and then said, "This incense is not poisonous, but there is a musk in it, and a man can use it for a while, if it is a woman." ”

Zhou Ninghai asked eagerly. "What if it's a woman?"

Monk Jueming looked at the things in his hand and immediately understood what was going on. There are many wives and concubines in rich and noble families, and this kind of inner house is private, and it is not the first time he has seen it.

The ladies were all cautious and did not dare to inquire of the famous doctors in the city, lest they should be known to others.

He was located in a remote area, and he knew so much about medicine, and he had saved some fame, and he found it over time.

If it weren't for that, he would be upright and upright. How did you get that money to give medicine to the people?

Monk Jueming said, "Musk has the effect of opening the body and closing the mind, and it is used in spices to refresh the mind and prolong life." ”

"But if a woman uses it for a long time, it is not conducive to childbearing. Cover this substance can invigorate blood and menstruation, and give birth to the next fetus, which is extremely unfavorable to pregnant women and fetuses. ”

"It doesn't hurt if the donor uses it himself. It's just that if there is a wife room in the house, it is better to avoid it. ”

Zhou Ninghai asked, "Dare to ask the master, if you use this incense for a long time and take good care of it, can you still have children?" ”

Jue Ming thought for a while and said, "Dare to ask how long the donor has been talking about for a long time?" ”

"If it only takes one or two years, find a doctor who is proficient in gynecology and recuperate for two years, maybe you can."

Zhou Ninghai's lips trembled, and he still asked, "What if it's been used for four or five years?" ”

Jue Ming said, "If there is a period of four or five years, the medicinal power has soaked into the human body and penetrated deep into the bone marrow. After careful conditioning, you may still be able to get pregnant, but if you want to give birth safely, you can't. ”

Zhou Ninghai asked without giving up, "Master, are you merciful, is there really no way to do it?" ”

Jue Ming sighed, he was a monk, not a Buddha, how could he respond to his requests.

He understood the feelings of his family, so he could only comfort, "Please forgive the poor monks for being shallow in their studies, and there are many doctors in the world." The poor monk Guan Donor's family background is extraordinary, you can find a few doctors with excellent medical skills to ask, brainstorming, maybe there is another way. ”

Zhou Ninghai nodded muranly, he thought too much, Huan Yixiang was given by the emperor, the emperor didn't let the mother get pregnant, and no matter how many doctors he found, it didn't work.

took out a silver ticket and put it in front of Monk Jueming, "This is a thousand taels of silver tickets, please accept it from the master." The weather is getting colder, and the people are susceptible to wind and cold, and the master can save a few more lives if he takes it. ”

"You know what happened today, and I know it, and I ask the master not to mention it to the outside world. The master is a smart man and should know the stakes involved. ”

Jue Ming clasped his palms, bowed to Zhou Ninghai, and then took the silver ticket, "Amitabha, don't worry." The poor monks have been worshipping the Buddha in the meditation room today, and no distinguished guests have come to the door. ”

*

Back at Yikun Palace, Zhou Ninghai stood at the door of the dormitory, hesitating and hesitating. I wanted to enter the door several times, but I still couldn't make up my mind.

Niangniang is so sick, and the news he brought back is so cruel, if Niangniang knows, I am afraid that the condition will become more serious.

But this kind of thing, he can't hide it even if he wants to. Because of what happened a few years ago, Niangniang has been unable to get along with Concubine Duan all these years. As soon as she felt uncomfortable over the years, she went to torture her.

Looking back now, Concubine Duan's words almost told them that the bowl of fetal pills with safflower was an order from the emperor, but they didn't believe it.

Tiger poison does not eat children, who would have thought that it was none other than the little brother's biological father who took the life of the little brother in the womb of the mother!

Especially the emperor has always been very good to Niangniang, Niangniang's brother-in-law is still the emperor's right-hand man.

Zhou Ninghai stood at the door of the dormitory for a while. I still haven't figured out how to explain to Concubine Hua.

"Father-in-law Zhou, you're back."