Jiang Qingqing glared at Murong Chi fiercely and walked towards the side hall.
"The direction is reversed." Murong Chi reminded.
Jiang Qingqing was so embarrassed that she turned back and heard Murong Chi's happy laughter.
After returning to the room, Jiang Qingqing seemed to realize that there was something wrong with the way she and Murong Chi got along.
It seems a little ambiguous.
Jiang Qingqing angrily slammed her fist on the bed, but instead of relieved, her hand hurt badly.
Forget it, now that there is no news of the assassin in the palace, she will stay here temporarily.
A little later, Zhaoyang came.
She wanted to say goodbye, but because of the arrival of Daoist Suxian, it was delayed for some time. Today, she came here because of Daosu Suxian's long legs.
"Miss Jiang, I'm sorry to disturb you."
"It doesn't matter, I'm also taking advantage of other people's land, so it's not disturbing me." After the last time, Jiang Qingqing had a much better impression of her.
Zhaoyang smiled. She originally thought that it was a matter of time before Miss Jiang and the Prince Regent reunited. "Miss Jiang has changed a lot."
"Really?" Jiang Qingqing didn't think she had changed.
As everyone knows, since she just returned to the capital, her eyes have brightened a lot. She may not know it, but Zhao Yang, who is also a woman, can see it clearly.
"Miss Jiang, this is a prescription for a disease. That person is my master. He has been suffering from leg problems for a few years, but it doesn't seem to be getting better."
Jiang Qingqing took a look at it. From the symptoms, it was indeed a stubborn leg disease. It was a sight to see, and she could also prescribe the right medicine, but the effect was such that she could not guarantee, "I'll be fine, I'll follow the princess. Go and see, it's more effective than looking at the recipe."
"In that case, I would like to thank Miss Jiang."
Zhaoyang originally considered that the master was a man and someone from the northern border, so it was not easy for her to help her to see the disease, but she would actually be willing to see it in person.
Jiang Qingqing packed up before going out with Zhaoyang. When he went out, he didn't see Murong Chi. When he got into the carriage, he seemed to come out of nowhere and was already sitting on the horse.
"Thank you, Your Highness, for escorting him." Zhao Yang joked, smiling.
Jiang Qingqing stared at him for a while, before getting on the carriage.
"Miss Jiang, the prince is very fond of you."
Jiang Qingqing was noncommittal. No one could figure out exactly what Murong Chi was thinking. It was in the beginning, and it is now. Maybe she was still trying to find out. Now, she doesn't have that kind of mind anymore. Said: "He is just to catch the assassin."
Murong Chi ordered her to hide her injury, so the outside world only knew that an assassin had entered the palace and was caught by Jiang Qingqing, and the rest knew nothing about it.
"Miss Jiang, didn't you see what the assassin looked like?"
"The opponent's martial arts are extremely high."
It was the first time she had seen such a strange martial arts.
The carriage went all the way, and when it arrived at the post house, Daoist Su Xian greeted him. He didn't seem to have expected such a big battle, so he hurriedly saluted, "See your lord."
When he was in front of Jiang Qingqing, he was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't know what to call him, "Doctor Jiang."
The dark crowd entered the inn, and many people looked sideways, not knowing who lived inside, so that the current prince regent could come in person.
Because of Murong Chi's arrival, the staff of the inn couldn't help but feel a little nervous, but Murong Chi, like nothing else, dismissed everyone and sat on the main seat to drink tea.
"Which foot of the Taoist is uncomfortable?"
I just came out to see a doctor. With such a big battle, those who didn't know thought something had happened, but Jiang Qingqing just frowned and didn't say anything.
"There is Dr. Lao Jiang. My left foot and my leg have been on and off for four or five years. I just listened to the princess. I didn't expect that the princess remembered me and invited Miss Jiang to come over for me."
"It's just my duty, the Taoist priest doesn't need to be concerned." Jiang Qingqing said lightly, she held the golden needle and slowly plunged it in, "Does it feel pain?"
"Just a little numb."
"Where is it?" Jiang Qingqing asked again.
Daoist Su Xian nodded, "It hurts a little bit."
Jiang Qingqing did some research before she closed the group and wrote something, "The Taoist priest is too old to rely on medicine alone. If the Taoist leader is in a hurry to go back, he might as well find a smarter entourage. The Fa taught him to give him acupuncture for the Taoist priest every time, along with medicines, and after a year and a half, he would be relieved."
Daoist Su Xian didn't seem to have thought that there was still a way for his legs.
He couldn't hide the joy on his face, got up, and bowed to Jiang Qingqing, "Dr. Xie Jiang."
"It's just an effort." Jiang Qingqing put away her things and said lightly. She raised her eyes and glanced at Daoist Suxian, but felt that the breath on his body seemed to be seen somewhere, "When did Daoist come to Beixi?"
"Just the day before yesterday." Zhaoyang replied.
the day before yesterday
Jiang Qingqing pondered in her heart and did not speak. Because Zhaoyang and Daoist Suxian had something to say, she even left.
where is wrong
"But you're not feeling well?" Murong Chi asked, and since she came out, she has been frowning.
Jiang Qingqing shook her head, she must have thought too much.
"My lord, why do you think the King of Northern Borders trusts that Daoist Su Immortal so much?" Yu Qian was puzzled. In his opinion, Taoist priests and Daoist priests are the best at bewitching people.
What happened to the princess last time was a lesson.
"This person should not be underestimated. He can get the reward of the King of Northern Borders, and it is all because of his kung fu. He does not have a name for nothing!"
breath…
Jiang Qingqing suddenly remembered the faint aroma that she had seen in the garden in the palace that day. She has always been particularly sensitive to smells, and she also smelled it when she was applying needles to Daoist Su Immortal today.
The two aromas overlapped, and her mind instantly became clear.
That person is Daoist Su Xian.
Jiang Qingqing turned around abruptly and was about to go in, but was stopped by Murong Chi, "What's wrong?"
"The aura on the person in the palace is exactly the same as that on Daoist Su Xian." Jiang Qingqing said quickly.
Murong Chi's face darkened, he glanced at Yu Qian, Yu Qian understood, and immediately surrounded the inn with people.
The two entered, and Daochang Suxian and Zhao Yang came out.
"Your Highness, Doctor Jiang."
Jiang Qingqing wanted to say something, but Murong Chi grabbed his hand, "Daoist, the assassin has just entered the post house. For the sake of safety, let's move to another place."
"Is that the assassin in the palace?" Zhao Yang asked.
Jiang Qingqing's thoughts returned to the cage. If it wasn't for Murong Chi pulling her, she would have been shocked by the grass. When did she become so restless, "Yes, didn't you two see it?"
"No, we've been chatting inside, Daoist Master, have you noticed anything strange?" Zhao Yang was surprised that the assassin was so bold.
Daoist Su Xian shook his head, "No, just what kind of assassin is he so bold!"