What is that? Mo Yan finally confirmed his original suspicion that Zheng Tian's daughter, the current princess Niang Xian'er, had been possessed.

"National teacher, King Zheng has already fallen asleep, you and this little divine doctor should enter the palace tomorrow morning. Niang Xian'er said to Tie Bodhi, and then glanced at Mo Yan and turned around and entered the dormitory.

The national teacher sighed and said: "Now that Niang Xian'er has thousands of favors in one, her words are similar to the holy decree, and King Zheng is obedient to her, so we have to come back tomorrow morning." ”

Mo Yan followed Tie Bo out of the palace, and the national teacher ordered someone to take him to live in the National Post House.

The National Post House is a place dedicated to receiving foreign envoys or important figures, and the facilities inside are incomparable to those hotels and inns in the city. Mo Yan's room is upstairs, very spacious and comfortable, under the window is the quietly flowing Chao Phraya River, the water surface reflects the broken moonlight and looks confused.

Mo Yan is lying in the large bathtub at the moment, soaking, and the water sprinkled with flower petals exudes a burst of fragrance, as if he is in the flowers of nature. Alas, I don't know how happy it would be if Dongdong could enjoy this kind of hot bath, although he came out for a short time, he always thought about the little mountain ghost in his heart, and when the matter was over, the first thing he did when he went back was to tell him that the bronze mirror had been successfully refined.

While thinking wildly, the Dementor Eye inadvertently caught a glimpse of a dark shadow flickering outside the open window, and Mo Yan immediately became vigilant. He was about to get up and get dressed to see what was going on, when he heard the slight rustling of his clothes, and a woman wrapped in a black veil floated through the window and stood in front of him.

Naked, he quickly shrank into the water, and looked at the woman as if she were the princess.

"You, how did you get here?" Mo asked with a stammer.

Niang Xian'er sat on the chair silently, her eyes staring at Mo Yan.

"I wonder what happened to Princess Niang Xian'er here late at night?" Mo Yan regained his composure and asked softly.

"What's your name and where do you come from?" Niang Xian'er's eyes were as tender as water, and there was a soft and pleasant exotic tone in her voice, Mo Yan had never known that hard Chinese could be spoken so beautifully.

Mo Yan impulsively almost said his real name.

"In the next button Hulu Mo Er, from the capital of the Qing Dynasty. "It's finally not revealed.

"I heard that your medical skills are extremely high, and you were introduced to Siam by the great Qing monk Yun Zen Master. ”

"Exactly. ”

"Xian'er is feeling quite unwell, I want to ask Dr. Mo Xiaoshen to diagnose and treat it, I don't know if it?" Niang Xian'er's voice was extremely soft, and her face was even more pitiful, which made people chivalrous and couldn't bear to refuse.

"I don't know what kind of illness Princess Niang Xian'er is suffering from, where is she uncomfortable?" Mo Yan blurted out.

"The little divine doctor doesn't have to call herself a princess, just call Xian'er," Niang Xian'er's pretty face was slightly crimson, and the corners of her eyes glanced at Mo Xuan, and she said, "It's that the chest is stuffy and the lower abdomen is cold, please take a look." After that, he actually took off the black gauze shirt on his body, and it turned out that he was not wearing anything inside, and the snow-white ** was exposed in front of him in an instant.

Mo Yan saw a woman's [***] for the first time in his life, and he was stunned for a while, and his body was like an electric shock, and the male roots soaked in the water quietly stood up.

"The little doctor can look carefully, wait for Xian'er to come close," Niang Xian'er walked over with a swing of her spring willow waist in her apricot eyes.

The black creature deep in her eyes was spreading its flesh wings, and saliva was dripping from its mouth

Mo Yan was suddenly startled, and shouted loudly: "Wait! Please princess respect herself and put on clothes." ”

"Why is the little divine doctor so shy, does Lang Zhong still have to taboo women's bodies?" Niang Xian'er smiled, still standing there naked.

Mo Yan's heartbeat gradually calmed down, and the male root in the water also secretly fell crooked.

"Please put on your clothes. Mo Yan said coldly, in fact, he said it to the black demon in Niang Xian'er's body.

"Well, since the little divine doctor doesn't appreciate it, this palace will tell the truth. Niang Xian'er picked up the black gauze on the ground and wrapped it around her body.

"Princess, please. Mo Mo said lightly.

"King Zheng is actually not sick, but because of the mental disorder caused by the concubines and concubines of the harem, they are jealous of the favor of the palace and encourage the national teachers to visit the famous doctors, the purpose of which is to hit the palace, do you understand?"

"I don't understand. Mo Yan replied bluntly.

"They spread rumors everywhere, saying that Xian'er bewitched King Zheng just like Daji confused King Shang back then, and wanted to put the palace to death, you should not talk nonsense like those people when you enter the palace, so as not to make King Zheng's mood more troubled, otherwise you should have expected what kind of fate will be. ”

"What does the princess want you to do?" Mo Yan asked.

"Just like those famous doctors who came to the palace in the past, they casually prescribed some tonic medicine and left. Niang Xian'er replied with a sneer.

Zheng Khotan's daughter was born so beautiful, but unfortunately she was possessed by the black demon, and now she is really like the nine-tailed fox Daji, and people are not wrong.

"I heard that the princess is the daughter of Zheng Tian, a wealthy merchant in Ayutraya, and should be called Zheng Xian'er, why do you call her 'Niang Xian'er'?" Mo Yan deliberately diverted the topic, not wanting to answer her positively.

Niang Xian'er smiled slightly: "In Siamese married women, the word 'Niang' should be added in front of their names, and unmarried girls should be added 'Niang Shao'." ”

"I see, princess, please go back, I know what to expect. ”

"Then the little god doctor will do it himself, and this palace will look up to you tomorrow. Niang Xian'er smiled at Mo Yanhu, and her body rose backwards and floated out of the window and disappeared.

Mo Yan breathed a sigh of relief, this lady fairy was so bold that she would come to the National Post House to threaten herself, it stands to reason that she should be exposed to her face, but after all, she is the daughter of Zheng Khotan, the chief helmsman, if she is convicted of this, she loses her head like Daji back then, how should she face Zheng Khotan when she goes to Ayutaya? Chen Tang Master and several Hongmen brothers have already lost their lives because of their burden, and if they make their daughter suffer because of his words this time, it will be too embarrassing for others.

In the end, how is it good, in short, it is not, it is not said that it is not, and it is a bit of a dilemma.

Mo Yan finally thought that after all, it was the demon who caused the trouble, Xian'er was just its host, and he should also help her get rid of the things in her body for Zheng Tian's sake, but he hadn't recognized what kind of creature it was, so it was not easy to prescribe the right medicine.

Ming said that when he saw King Zheng in the palace, he seemed to have to adapt to the situation.

Mo Yan stood up, looked at the thick black hair under his lower abdomen, gently patted the male root that was becoming plump, and scolded softly: "You guy who is not angry, you almost poked a leak." ”

Since he has decided to take the path of cultivating the truth, he must not be greedy for earthly desires, otherwise he will "give birth to a lot of children" as said on the stone wall, and the final result will be the death of exhaustive people, just like those hunters in Mojiayi, guarding the house and children and grandchildren all their lives, and then dying silently little by little.

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