As soon as Mu Zhixi raised her eyes, she met Dong'er's disdainful gaze.

Looking at each other, Dong'er was heartless, and hurriedly turned her face away unnaturally.

It's scary.

Why did she suddenly look at it.

This woman is not easy to mess with, even the young lady is planted in her hands, but you have to be careful.

After a pillar of incense.

Murong Xiangyun finished checking the pulse of the emperor and asked him about his living habits.

"The head is where the primordial god resides, and the blood of the essence of the five internal organs and the qi of the six internal organs and the pure yang of the six internal organs all converge here.

Weather, popularity, and adversity can all lead to headaches.

The emperor's headaches often occur, most likely due to the weather.

As far as the folk girl knows, you have been praying for blessings in the Taimiao Temple for many days.

The temple is built on the mountain, the climate is humid, and the cold is very heavy.

In such an environment, coupled with overexertion, it is very likely to cause headaches, dizziness, and weakness in the limbs.

The folk girl believes that the first thing to do is to dispel the wind and dispel the evil, and at the same time use medicine to replenish the deficiency and bacon to strengthen the yuan.

The emperor is weak and has a serious cough of phlegm, so he should nourish his blood and warm his yang with more qi.

In addition, the woman will give you an injection in a short time, which can relieve the pain in a short time. ”

After Murong Xiangyun finished speaking, the imperial doctors all agreed.

Even the emperor trusted her words.

is worthy of being a descendant of the Murong family, he can see the crux of the problem so quickly, and he can explain the treatment method in such detail.

However, after listening to this, Mu Zhixi frowned slightly and questioned in public.

"What Miss Murong said, everyone in the Tai Hospital has already put it forward.

Why does Miss Murong think that your method will definitely work?

Dispelling the wind and dispersing the evil, it is easy to say, this princess wants to ask clearly, what kind of wind is it that you dispel, and what kind of evil is it?"

"I ......" Murong Xiangyun just wanted to speak, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Mu Zhixi.

"Moreover, the people who went to the temple to pray for blessings were not only the emperor.

If the emperor's headache is related to the climate of the Taimiao, why is he the only one who has contracted it?"

Murong Xiangyun immediately found an opportunity to refute, "Princess, your personal physique is different, so naturally you can't generalize. ”

As soon as she finished saying this, Mu Zhixi sneered.

"Different physiques?

Then may I ask Miss Murong, the emperor goes to Taimiao every year, why did he catch a head disease this time?"

Under her continuous questioning, Murong Xiangyun couldn't find a reason to refute for a while.

She opened her mouth, and under the veil, her face was unusually ugly.

Not again.

She knew it.

Mu Zhixi's entry into the palace today is no accident.

She's deliberately targeting!

It was just in the market before, but this time, it was in front of the emperor.

What the hell is she trying to do!

Dong'er saw that Murong Xiangyun was dumbfounded, so she wanted to help vent her anger.

She mustered up the courage to explain: "Your Majesty, my young lady has cured many headache patients, and she is very experienced. ”

Mu Zhixi's lips hooked up a familiar smile.

"Since Miss Murong is so experienced, this princess wants to ask for advice even more.

Headaches are divided into four types, such as hyperactivity of liver yang, disturbance of phlegm and fire, lack of kidney essence, and blood stasis and obstruction.

Although there are different ways to treat headaches, the focus is on channeling and relieving pain.

The general rule is that it does not hurt, and the general rule is that it does not hurt.

Miss Murong administered needles to the emperor just to clear the meridians, I can understand this.

But I want to ask, why are you so sure that the emperor's headache is caused by external factors such as climate?

There's always a reason why you're so quick to rule out internal injuries, right?"

Originally, Murong Xiangyun thought that the one in the bazaar was arranged by Mu Zhixi in advance, but in fact, she didn't have any real talent.

Unexpectedly, in this hall today, she would be forced to such a point by a "layman".

But who is she?

She is a descendant of the Murong family and the first goddess doctor of Beiyan.

She has been gifted and intelligent since she was a child, and she has healed so many people, and she has never made a mistake.

Now, there is no reason for her to be questioned by a half-hung princess.

"Internal injuries and headaches are caused by disorders in the internal organs, lack of qi and blood, or inability to nourish essence and blood.

I have taken the pulse of the emperor, and there is no problem in these aspects.

If the princess of war can't believe me, she can ask a few imperial doctors to ......."

Mu Zhixi smiled slightly, innocent and innocent.

"Miss Murong, don't be nervous, this princess doesn't suspect that you have misdiagnosed again, she is just curious. Therefore, there is no need for a doctor to verify it.

If you can't explain it, it doesn't matter, when your father drinks your medicine, you'll know what the result is. ”

Hearing this, the emperor's expression changed drastically, "Misdiagnosis?

Isn't Murong Xiangyun known as the first goddess doctor of Beiyan, how could she misdiagnose?

How can he be trusted!

Listen to what Mu Zhixi said again, it doesn't matter what it means to be inexplicable, is she treating him as a civilian who tests medicine?

If the diagnosis is wrong, isn't he in danger?

The doctors stood aside, and none of them dared to speak.

I always feel that this is a Shura field.

Princess Zhan pressed Murong Xiangyun step by step, and her hostility was too obvious.

Poor Miss Murong has somehow offended Princess Zhan, so now, let's ask for more blessings.

Murong Xiangyun's lips opened slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

Misdiagnosis, it is true, she has no way to be cunning.

But that doesn't affect her from treating the emperor.

That woman, as for holding on to this all the time!

To put it bluntly, that kid was just a cheap life that day.

If it weren't for the fact that there were so many onlookers, if it weren't for her image as a miracle doctor who helps the world and saves people, she wouldn't have bothered at all.

What about misdiagnosis.

What if you die.

She can be regarded as helping him get rid of the pain of this life.

With that kind of poor mother, even if she can survive, what can she do?

I don't have enough to eat every day, like a dog, and I live without dignity.

On these days, what is there to be nostalgic for.

She really didn't understand.

If you don't have the ability to raise a child, why give birth.

There is no money to treat the child, so why stop her carriage?

The good reputation she worked so hard to manage was all ruined in the hands of the mother and son.

Not to mention, she also lost the golden thread.

The lives of the mother and son are not worth half a golden thread!

The more Murong Xiangyun thought about it, the more remorseful he became.

She stood still, hatred surging, but there was nowhere to vent.

"Murong, I asked you, didn't you hear?!" the emperor looked impatient.

What a miracle doctor, but Erl.

The imperial physician in the palace has never dared to misdiagnose.

He is the Ninety-Five, how can he put his life in the hands of such a person?

Murong Xiangyun knelt on the ground with a "bang".

The maidservant Dong'er also knelt down, trembling all over, and her face turned pale with fright.

It's over, if you anger the emperor, she and Miss will die!

She just didn't get it.

Isn't it just a misdiagnosis?

Need to make such a fuss?

There are so many doctors in the world, who hasn't misdiagnosed.

It's all to blame on the mouthy war princess!

That woman has the intention of harming Miss, and her heart is really vicious!

Murong Xiangyun forcibly calmed down and argued without humility or arrogance.

"Your Majesty, it's not a misdiagnosis, the people's daughter was framed.

Someone wanted to deal with the Murong family, and was jealous of the people's female medical skills, so they set a trap.

The folk girl was bent on saving people, and then she fell for the man's tricks.

begged the emperor to make a holy judgment, and the people were wronged. ”

The corners of Mu Zhixi's mouth twitched, but she didn't expect that Murong Xiangyun was also a dare to do it.

It's easy to tell a lie.

This is the true biography of Murong Zheng, and the blue is better than the blue.

"Your Majesty, what my young lady said is the truth!" In order to save her life, Dong'er hurriedly agreed.

The Emperor squinted and thought for a moment.

The descendants of the Murong family should not be misdiagnosed.

Perhaps, what Murong Xiangyun said is true.

But Mu Zhixi's girl has been biting Murong Xiangyun, is there any personal grudge?

The emperor casually glanced at Xiao Yiyan.

It is said that Mu Zhixi is jealous, she is so squeezed by Murong Xiangyun, shouldn't it have anything to do with the fifth child?

This kid provoked Murong Xiangyun's "peach blossom"?

As soon as Xiao Yiyan raised his eyes, he met the emperor's scrutinizing gaze.

His face sank.

Old thing, look at what he does, Xi'er and Murong Xiangyun don't deal with each other, see if he is useful.

Could it be that he suspected that he was the one who designed to frame Murong Xiangyun?