How can surgery and medicine be confused? Yu Xiaoxiao probed Wuhuan's neck with her hand. Wuhuan's heart rhythm is now abnormal. Yu Xiaoxiao thought that Wuhuan might have taken drugs that could damage the heart or make blood vessels shrink rapidly.
"Master," one of Jing Mo's staff quickly ran over at this moment, seeing that Yu Xiaoxiao and Gu Xinglang were both behind him, he swallowed what he was going to say later.
"Let's talk," Jing Mo felt that he had nothing to hide from Yu Xiaoxiao and Gu Xinglang.
The aide said: "A servant monk, who presided over Yongsheng Temple, came from outside the door and said that he wanted to see you, Master."
Except for Yu Xiaoxiao, Gu Xinglang and Xiaowei, including Tian Xingzi, all stared at Jing Mo. Now is the time for Jing Mo to make a choice.
Jing Mo put his hands behind his back and looked at Wuhuan with a cold expression.
Yu Xiaoxiao raised her head and said to Jing Mo, "Let's invite a doctor for him to take a look. I'm not good at poison."
When Jing Mo heard Yu Xiaoxiao's words, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Princess, you don't doubt me."
Yu Xiaoxiao was very strange and said, "What should I suspect of you?"
Yu Xiaoxiao's face was expressionless, but her eyes were a little puzzled. Jing Mo looked down at Yu Xiaoxiao's eyes, and her expression moved slightly as if it was frozen in ice.
The staff said in a low voice, "Master, it's not good for the monks of Yongsheng Temple to wait."
Tian Xingzi picked his nostrils and said, "Can't you let your master think about it? What an important decision this is."
The aide looked at Jing Mo and hesitated.
Jing Mo can understand what his aide wants to say. This is an opportunity for him to show affection to Mo Wen. How many people can't ask for it. Now this perfect opportunity is right in front of his eyes.
There was no sound in the courtyard for a while.
Xiaowei put his hand on the matching knife. This knife was new from the palace, and he didn't know whether it was a good hand or not, but Xiaowei knew that if Jing Mo threw it at Mo Wen, his princess would definitely follow Jing Mo. Mo fights, he doesn't need to help his princess fight, but he must protect the concubine.
Yu Xiaoxiao finally realized that the atmosphere was wrong, looked at Jing Mo, then turned to look at her family Xiao Gu, and asked, "What's the situation?"
Tian Xingzi had already determined that the princess's mind was really not working. Lao Dao asked Yu Xiao, "Princess, haven't you heard anyone? Mo Wen's people are here and want to see First Prince Jing."
Yu Xiaoxiao looked at Jing Mo and said, "Don't be stupid, how could Wuhuan trust you if you betray your friends?"
Tian Xingzi also felt that this princess might be a very wise person. Few people who are caught in the lust for power can really understand this truth.
The warm sunlight shone down from the sky, reflecting Yu's little black hair slightly golden, and the loose bun was fluffy. Jing Mo suddenly wanted to touch this fluffy head.
Yu Xiao: "Jing Mo, I won't hurt you."
Jing Mo looked at Yu Xiaoxiao with a smile and said, "Okay, I understand, but I'm still going to see Mo Wen's person."
Yu Xiaoxiao said "Huh?"
Jing Mo said, "Everyone who comes here is a guest. I'll be back soon after I go there."
"Yes," Yu Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "Then you can go."
"Send the princess and the others to the South Tower," Jing Mo ordered left and right.
Jing Mo's subordinates took their lives in a hurry.
Jing Mo nodded at Gu Xinglang, and led his staff towards the gate.
"Can you hire a doctor?" Yu Xiaoxiao shouted at Jing Mo.
Jing Mo walked forward and turned back to Yu Xiao: "Okay."
The staff followed behind Jing Mo and whispered: "Master, what should the monks of the seven Yongsheng Temple do?"
Jing Mo said coldly, "Lock it up."
"One of the old monks, according to his subordinates, has a high status in Yongsheng Temple."
"So what?" Jing Mo sneered and said, "I saved him, Mo Wen will be grateful to me?"
The aide lowered his head, it seemed that his master had listened to Princess Linglong's words.
Mo Wen's attendant monk was greeted by Jing Mo himself from the front of the gate to the east building, Jing Mo had a surprised and happy expression on his face, and said, "This master, I don't know if Mo Wen has anything to tell Jing Mo? No matter what it is, I will definitely be there for you next time.”
Jing Mo's low stance made the attendant monk very useful. He chanted the Buddha's name and said to Jing Mo, "Eldest Prince, our host invites you to see you at Huguo Temple tonight."
Jing Mo's expression was even more pleasant, and he said, "Don't ask the host to see me?"
"Yes," the attendant monk nodded to Jingmo.
"Okay," Jing Mo agreed immediately and said, "I will definitely go to Huguo Temple tonight to meet with the host Mo Wen."
The attendant monk said: "The poor monk knows, so he will go back to my house to preside over it."
Jing Mo stood up, walked to the attendant monk, quickly stuffed a brocade bag embroidered with dark patterns into the attendant monk's hand, and whispered: "This master, can you see Mo Wen, host? On the one hand, it has been my wish for many years, but I am also uneasy in my heart, I don’t know why the host wants to see me?”
The attendant monk touched the brocade bag, and the contents of the bag were small beads.
"Excellent opal," Jing Mo whispered to the attendant monk, "Master, you can string together a string of Buddhist beads, which is a little bit of my care. I hope you don't dislike it, Master."
"The presiding officer is looking for the eldest prince," said the attendant monk, "probably because of Wuhuan's national teacher."
Jing Mo's expression became surprised again, and he said, "Wuhuan National Teacher? The National Teacher is far away, this?"
The attendant monk had a dull expression on his face and said, "A monk saw Princess Linglong coming to you, the eldest prince."
"Princess Linglong?" Jing Mo looked stunned and said, "Is there anything else? I'm ready to leave Fengjing, what can the princess do when she comes to me?"
"Amitabha," the attendant monk bowed to Jingmo and said, "First prince, the poor monk is saying goodbye."
"I'll send you out, Master," Jing Mo sent the attendant monk out, how did he welcome this monk into the proud winery, and how did he send it out of the winery.
Standing in front of the door, after watching the attendant monk beside Mo Wen leave, Jing Mowen asked the aide standing beside him, "Is this person a warrior monk?"
The aide stroked his short beard and whispered, "This monk doesn't look like he knows martial arts."
Jing Mo put away the smile on his face, turned and walked into the winery.
The staff quickly followed behind Jing Mo and asked, "Master, are you going to see Master Mowen tonight?"
Jing Mo said, "I don't know, let's talk about it later in the evening."
The aide froze in place, watching Jing Mo walk quickly towards the south building, the aide thought in a daze, can we talk about this kind of thing at a later time
In a bedroom in the south building, the doctor who followed Jing Mo to Fengtian took Wuhuan's pulse.
Xiaowei asked Yu Xiaoxiao to look out the window.
Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the open space with a pile of wood piled up outside the window, and remembered that she had slapped down a building of the winery with a slap, so she hurriedly bit her ear to Xiaowei and said, "Let's completely forget about this."
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