After hearing this, the servant hurriedly went to Fenghuang, "Princess, there is a woman asking to see her at the door. She claims to be a miracle doctor and can treat our lord's illness."
Hearing what the servants said, Fenghuang couldn't help but chuckled softly, thinking in his heart: Hey, it must be the fish that took the bait, right? It's just that this is too fast, could there be fraud in it? If not, then their methods are nothing more than that, so irresistible. She looked calm, and said to the servant: "Go, invite her in, I would like to meet this genius doctor for a while."
When the woman actually came in, Fenghuang was surprised because that person was Ling Yao. She had seen Ling Yao in the palace at first, and later Ling Yao helped her. Fenghuang still had an impression of Ling Yao.
"Ling Yao? Do you know medical skills?" Fenghuang asked uncertainly.
"You don't have to be surprised. This time I came to treat the Seventh Prince. I learned some medical skills from an expert before. Although I can't say I am proficient, I understand the physical condition of the Seventh Prince. So why don't you let me Give it a try?" Ling Yao smiled innocently and said harmlessly.
Fenghuang pondered for a moment and said, "Okay." Then he took Ling Yao to Yang Tingjing's bedroom. Ling Yao smelled it, and there was indeed a strong smell of medicine in the air.
"My lord, you have been ill for a long time, and it happens that Ling Yao knows some medical skills, why don't you let her try?" Yang Tingjing nodded silently, as if unable to speak because of his serious illness, then he waved his hand to signal to Ling Yao Yao please sit down. The servants quickly brought a carved peach wood chair and placed it in front of Yang Tingjing's bed. Ling Yao sat down and began to feel Yang Tingjing's pulse.
There was silence in the room, and everyone held their breath and focused, for fear of disturbing Ling Yao's medical treatment for Yang Tingjing. Ling Yao touched Yang Tingjing's pulse and found it was very weak, it seemed that something was wrong. But Fenghuang, who was silently observing Ling Yao's expression, found that she was secretly relieved for some reason.
Fenghuang's heart twitched suddenly, could it be that he found out that Yang Tingjing was just pretending to be sick? But this is not right, Yang Tingjing is already sick, how can she secretly breathe a sigh of relief? Fenghuang was thinking silently in his heart, at this moment, Ling Yao took his hand back, indicating that the pulse was over, and turned around to bid farewell to the prince, letting him rest well. Fenghuang hurried forward, put the prince's hand into the quilt considerately, helped him to lie down again, tucked the corner of the quilt for him, and then walked out of the room with the others.
"Ling Yao, please come forward." Fenghuang called Ling Yao to the main hall to discuss the prince's condition and solve the confusion in her heart. Ling Yao walked gracefully and followed Fenghuang to the main hall.
"The Seventh Princess don't have to worry. The prince is seriously ill at the moment because he was poisoned into the body before. Before he recovered, he was poisoned by Miaojiang poison again. Although someone cured his body later, the two The poison is very toxic, and the root cause of the disease has already fallen, so this time it should be a recurrence." Ling Yao said calmly.
Fenghuang was a little surprised that Ling Yao could actually see Yang Tingjing's physical problems, so he asked, "Then can the prince survive this time? And what medicine should I take?"
Ling Yao continued: "This time the lord is just a relapse of an old illness. After a while, he will be able to recover after a while. I will prescribe some tonic for him later, and the Seventh Princess will take the medicine according to the prescription.
Fenghuang breathed a sigh of relief, but Ling Yao didn't seem to notice anything.
"Then please trouble Ling Yao. After talking for so long, let's drink some tea." Fenghuang said to Ling Yao, her nails kept tapping on the table, and she still had many questions in her heart. What's the point of coming here suddenly? Just as she was thinking about it, Ling Yao stood up and said goodbye: "It's getting late, the seventh princess should take good care of the prince, I'll take my leave first."
When Fenghuang heard that Ling Yao was leaving, he still wanted to be polite: "Why don't we have dinner together, it's not too late for me to send someone to take you back."
Ling Yao smiled after hearing this, and said: "No need, I have other things, thank you Seventh Princess for your kindness." After speaking, he left the Seventh Prince's Mansion.
After Ling Yao left, Fenghuang walked into Yang Tingjing's room and discussed with him. Fenghuang frowned and said, "I don't think Ling Yao is the mastermind behind the scenes. She seems to be really concerned about your condition. .”
Yang Tingjing saw Fenghuang's brows were tightly furrowed, and his small face was dignified, and he couldn't help feeling cute. He smiled and pulled Fenghuang into his arms, "Oh, my princess is so cute even when she is thinking about problems." Yang Tingjing looked at Fenghuang dotingly, trying to make her smile. Fenghuang's face blushed slightly, "My lord, it's business."
Yang Tingjing patted Fenghuang's hand and said: "Well, I also don't think Ling Yao is the mastermind behind the scenes. I think she seems to know that someone is going to make me fall into a gu. After giving me the pulse, she seemed to relax a little bit. Tone."
Fenghuang nodded and said: "Yes, I also found out, she must be afraid that you will be poisoned, so she came here to see." However, Fenghuang couldn't figure out what Ling Yao's intention was.
Yang Tingjing was concerned about Fenghuang's health, and asked: "Have you not had dinner yet? Don't think about it, let's have dinner first." After hearing this, Fenghuang talked and said, "Okay, then let's wait quietly. Let the master behind the scenes show up."
When Ling Yao returned to the inn, she felt a little relieved, because she knew that Yang Tingjing hadn't really been poisoned, and she didn't want anyone to be poisoned. She herself had fallen into the abyss, and she didn't want others to be like her, so The steps are also lighter. When she opened the door of the room, she realized that something was wrong, and the room was filled with someone else's breath. Knowing what she was thinking, she went to the table and sat down. While pouring tea, she said to the air, "Come out, ask whatever you want."
At this time, there were two "swish", and two colors, one red and one white, fell from the sky, and the two stood behind Ling Yao. Ling Yao took a sip of tea, then turned around slowly, and saw a masked man in white standing next to the man in red. She looked at the figure of the man in white, and she seemed to be a woman.
"You two have been waiting for a long time." Ling Yao said with a sneer. The man in red walked into her step by step, and asked, "Is this Yang Tingjing really under a Gu?"
Ling Yao said firmly, "That's natural. I just went to get my pulse. It's true that the moon gu is true." The man in red and the man in white looked at each other, and the woman in white looked at Ling Yao, her eyes full of Distrust and suspicion, but Ling Yao seemed to feel it, but she kept silent and faced her doubts with silence. The woman in white was worried, and said: "I'd better go and see for myself, in case this ghost girl plays tricks again."