Liang He only felt that Yan Ling was just saying: "Ling'er, have you ever doubted your own life experience?"
Yan Ling turned his head suddenly, wondering how Liang He knew about this. He looked at his face with confusion. Liang He didn't show off and told some people what he knew.
"Ling'er, your mother used to be Wang Yueming, the most beautiful woman in the capital. My father was very happy when he saw her. At that time, Liang He's uncle, Prince Su, even pursued her comprehensively. However, Wang Yueming didn't like this. After marrying a scholar and giving birth to her, her father knew that he was angry, so he caught the scholar and wanted to take Wang Yueming as his own, but she resisted. Wang Yueming thought that his father would give the scholar to him. If you want to kill her, just kill her yourself and leave her alone. The emperor felt guilty and sent her to Yanfu."
Yan Ling looked at Liang He intently, how did he know this? Why so many people knew her secret, but she was the only one who was kept in the dark: "Where did you get the news?"
Liang He kept silent and just touched Yan Ling's hair: "Ling'er, this will be your home from now on, no one will leave you."
Yan Ling remained silent, Liang He walked around the garden with Yan Ling, looked at the scenery in the garden, and sighed: "At that time, they were also a pair of miserable people."
Liang He was silent. He would never let Ling'er suffer like this. After experiencing such a thing, how could he be willing to let his beloved be the same as the previous generation.
"But my mother was very strong, not succumbing to the temptation of power and money for the one she loved." Why didn't he inherit his mother's strong temperament before? Yan Ling felt a little regretful thinking about it.
Liang He echoed from the side. The woman who has really accepted the temptation of power and money should be the only woman in Mochizuki so far.
Tong Feng suddenly rushed to the garden, and Thirteen suddenly saw that she was sick and was about to reach a state where life would be worse than death. Yan Ling reacted immediately, turned around and ran straight back. Liang He was afraid that she would accidentally fall, so he hugged her Yan Ling flew away quickly from the Prince's Mansion, and within a few breaths the two of them were thrown outside the courtyard. Yan Ling couldn't wait to walk into Thirteen's room.
Thirteen's face was pale and he bit his lips tightly as if to prevent himself from making any sound of pain. Yan Ling felt very distressed and quickly gave Thirteen's pulse.
Yan Ling knew this very clearly, and Yan Ling naturally knew the cause of Thirteen's pain. It was the poison that Concubine De had put on her body, but she didn't know what ingredients were in it, so she could only mix the antidote blindly.
Yan Ling quickly wrote two prescriptions and handed them to Liang He, asking him to find someone to immediately grab all the medicinal materials on the list. Now he could only treat a dead horse as a live doctor.
These medicinal materials are not difficult to find. You can find all the medicinal materials in any pharmacy. Just wait with a jar of boiled Chinese medicine and four bowls of water. After the medicinal materials come, carefully select them and wash them carefully. Put in the medicinal materials, start to preheat over low heat, then turn to medium to high heat and then turn to low heat to fry. The heat in the middle needs to be very strict.
Thirteen was on the bed, rolling around in pain, but in order not to disturb Yan Ling and make no sound of pain, as soon as the concoction was ready, Yan Ling borrowed it immediately.
"Thirteen, come here and give it to you to drink. Let's see if this Chinese medicine can detoxify your body." Tong Feng helped Yan Ling lift Thirteen up and fed Thirteen gently.
Liang He, who was watching from the side, threw away the fan in his hand. He was a little jealous. Even though he was seriously injured, he had to feed her like this. He had never done this to him.
Yan Ling finished the last sip of the medicine. Shi San held his stomach. It didn't seem to hurt much anymore, but his face became even paler. Yan Ling immediately took Shi San's pulse again, and his face froze. After drinking the medicine just now, there was no pain at all. A slight improvement made Yan Ling anxious.
"Prince, there is a beggar at the door. He has called his name and wants to see the prince and the princess." The door announced.
Looking out the window, it was already getting late, and they didn't recognize the beggar. Could it be that he was a liar? Yan Ling and Liang He looked at each other.
"That beggar said his name is Mu Ziqing."
As soon as he said this, Yan Ling suddenly realized what he said. He quickly stood up and wanted to pick up his master at the gate, and the master appeared just in time.
Liang He asked her to stay here and hurried to the gate to greet Mu Ziqing.
Yan Ling held Shi San's hand, as if he could feel the pain in her body. Now that the master is here, Shi San can definitely be saved, and he won't have to suffer these pains anymore.
Soon two men came running from a distance. As soon as Mu Ziqing entered the room without saying a word, he took Shisan's pulse and wrote down a prescription for him to grab, and also replaced him with a brand new vessel for frying Chinese medicine.
"Master." Yan Ling looked at Mu Ziqing, who was covered in tatters, and couldn't imagine what had happened to him to become like this.
Mu Ziqing saw the redness at the bottom of Yan Ling's neck and thought it was a matter of the young couple, but she saw some of the sleeves were exposed. Mu Ziqing instantly thought that Liang He had abused Yan Ling, so he pulled Yan Ling and lifted her up. The crimson sleeve made Mu Ziqing look surprised, and the same was true when he opened his other hand.
His precious apprentice was actually treated like this here. He took out his fist and punched Liang He hard on the chest. This frightened Yan Ling. Seeing that Mu Ziqing wanted to make a move, Yan Ling immediately blocked him. In front of Liang He: "Master, what are you doing!"
"Disciple, please don't protect him. The man I walked next to today promised to protect you for the rest of your life, but you have been scarred by him. Cheating your wife is something I, Mu Ziqing, will not allow!"
Mu Ziqing's words made it obvious that he had misunderstood Liang He. Yan Ling hurriedly explained: "It was not him who did this. It was the concubine in De Fei's palace who did not want me to torture me as she wished. The poison on Thirteen was also hers." Down."
Mu Ziqing didn't expect this to be the case. Looking at Liang He behind him, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Unexpectedly, he conjured a bottle of medicine and said, "This is an apology for the punch just now."
Mu Ziqing turned around haughtily, still speaking unforgivingly: "If I find out that he is really not good to you, it won't be something that can be solved with just one punch like today."
Yan Ling turned around and saw Liang He holding his chest feeling uncomfortable and worried. She knew his master's ability: "Shall I take you back to have a rest?"
Liang He waved his hand: "It's natural. Ling'er is me. How could the wife Ming Media is marrying let her get hurt?"
"Who knows." Mu Ziqing blew his beard and put some medicine on the corner of Thirteen's mouth.
(End of chapter)