The death of Princess Zhaorong was a great blow to Ning Guogong, but when it reached the ears of the people, it did not attract much attention and attention.
Many people even felt that without this unruly and willful princess in the capital, many things would happen.
Although no one applauded her death, no one felt sorry for her.
Except for her biological father, Ning Guogong.
Mo Chuan took great pains to place the crazy Ning Guogong in Qingxin Palace.
Because he couldn't bear it.
Ning Guo Gong was over fifty years old and had only one daughter, Zhao Rong, whom he loved as much as the palm of his hand. Now that Zhao Rong was suddenly killed, it can be said that there are no relatives of him in Ning Guo Gong's palace.
He lives alone in a cold house, and there must be things left by Zhao Rong everywhere. Looking at things and thinking about people may make him even sicker.
It would be better to let him live in the palace, unable to see the things that cause his sad memories, and let the imperial doctor slowly nurse him back to health. Maybe the disease can slowly get better.
He told Shen Ning about this thought, but Shen Ning's reaction was a bit strange.
She asked the main hall in detail about the circumstances before and after Ning Guogong's illness, and then she didn't speak, just thinking quietly.
"By the way, Ning'er, you are Gu Qingze's disciple. As the saying goes, great teachers give birth to great disciples. Your master is the best doctor in the world. Your medical skills are also impeccable. Why don't you go take a look at Ning Guogong and see if you can Cure his disease?" Mo Chuan suddenly had a thought in his mind and asked.
"Me?" Shen Ning shook her head, "Ning Guogong has confirmed that I am the murderer of Zhaorong. Seeing me will only stimulate him even more and make him even more crazy. I'd better not go."
"Ning Guo Gong has gone crazy and cannot recognize people. When I went to see him, he stared at me as if he were a stranger. He did not salute or bow. Normally Ning Guo How could he be like this?" Mo Chuan felt uncomfortable when he thought of Ning Guogong's dazed look.
He couldn't say he had deep feelings for Ning Guogong, but he was very grateful.
Especially when he saw a person who was usually energetic and energetic suddenly became unknown to anyone, and even had to be fed mouth-to-mouth by others, no different from a useless person, how could he not feel emotional in his heart.
Shen Ning still shook his head: "You don't understand. Sometimes crazy people can also feel it. As long as they encounter people or things that stimulate them, they can't see you or feel you, because in his subconscious, You won't hurt him."
Mo Chuan was puzzled: "What does this mean? I won't harm him, but you will harm him?"
Shen Ning nodded: "That's exactly what I mean. In Ning Guogong's heart, I am the murderer of Zhaorong. Even if he is crazy, this awareness is deeply rooted in his heart. As soon as he sees me, I am afraid that he will immediately There will be a reaction.”
"He reacted, isn't that a good thing?" Mo Chuan didn't understand.
Shen Ning couldn't help being angry and funny. Talking about this to someone who didn't understand medical skills was like playing the piano to an ox.
After thinking about it, she said: "Let me use an analogy, it's like placing a pot of oil next to a fire. The oil is very close to the fire. At first glance, the pot of oil looks calm. Although the fire is beating, it is not dangerous. , but if you pour this pot of oil on the fire, what do you think will happen? "
"Needless to say, I understand the principle of adding fuel to the fire." Mo Chuan glared at her angrily.
This girl actually thinks of herself as an idiot.