Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 19 Si Jixia

The man stood with his back facing the direction outside the courtyard, and his face was invisible. He had a hood on his head, and he did not open an umbrella. He was raising his left hand to pick the yellow and white sweet-scented osmanthus from the tree.

"Ah Ji!" Just when the man's hand was about to pick off a cluster of sweet-scented osmanthus, a joyful voice came from behind him. The man hurriedly put down his hand, turned around, and looked at Lan who was walking towards him with a smile on his face. gown man.

The man in the light gray cloak turned around, and his features could be seen clearly.

I saw that the man was about eighteen or nineteen years old, his temples were cut like knives, his nose was as straight as a cliff, his eyebrows were like sharp swords, his eyes were like stars, his face was like a mid-autumn moon, his face was clear and bony, and his color was like white jade. The black hair on his shoulders made his neck white and slender, and suddenly a few petals of osmanthus flowers fell from the tree and landed on the tips of his hair on his shoulders, adding a bit of dissatisfaction to the handsome and extraordinary man like a banished fairy. The smell of cannibalistic fireworks, under the rainy weather, made his complexion a little pale.

However, such a man who almost makes men's heart flutter when they see it, is holding a small bamboo basket in his mouth at the moment. The visitor was stunned for a moment, then smiled, bowed his head and said respectfully, "Your Highness."

"Picking sweet-scented osmanthus? But I'm sure I'm coming, so I picked it up to make tea for me?" The visitor approached the man in the courtyard with a smile, stretched the umbrella in his hand over the man's head, and said with a smile, "I came from a long way , don’t invite me to come in and sit down?”

"Please, Your Highness." The man replied with a faint smile, and made a gesture of "please" to the visitor with his hand holding the bamboo basket.

Suddenly there was a gust of cool wind, and the rain knocked down many small flowers on the osmanthus tree, and also stirred the man's light gray cloak.

I saw that the cloak on the man's right side was blown a little by the wind so that it was completely attached to his body, so close that he could clearly see the outline of his side, as if he had bent his right arm under the cloak and pressed it to his chest. The contours of his shoulders, waist and crotch can be clearly seen from the cloak that is close to his side, but the contours of his right arm cannot be seen.

It's like... like he doesn't have a right arm.

After a while, the house was filled with the faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus tea.

Si Jixia brewed the freshly brewed osmanthus tea for Si Yujiang, and handed it to him. Even in the room, he still didn't take off his cloak, but just took off the cloak that was wet by the autumn rain just now. He replaced the gray cloak with a clean but whitish-washed light brown cloak, but at the moment he didn't button the hood on the cloak anymore, seeing that his ink-like long hair was neither tied nor tied, It hangs casually over the shoulders and back.

"Your Highness, try it." Si Jixia handed the steaming teacup to Si Yujiang with a respectful tone.

"Hey, Ah Ji, how many times have I told you, don't always call me 'Your Highness', just call me by my name?" Si Yujiang took the teacup from Si Jixia and frowned slightly , the tone was a little helpless.

"The etiquette cannot be surpassed, and the etiquette cannot be revoked. Your Highness is Your Highness. How can I and other ordinary people call His Highness by name?" Si Jixia said seriously, shaking his head slightly.

"You are really..." Si Yujiang was even more helpless, "You are the majestic son of Prince Yi's mansion, you and I are of the same generation, not to mention calling you by your first name, even calling you brother and brother."

"Your Highness the Fifth Prince was joking." Si Jixia still shook his head slightly, and now even Si Yujiang's identity was revealed, "His Royal Highness, I hope that Ji Xia's friendship is already Ji Xia's honor, Xiaomin..."

"Let's go, let's not force you, your temperament is hard to change." Si Yujiang interrupted Si Jixia's words with a wave of his hand, determined not to haggle with him on the issue of address, took a sip of tea The fragrant tea juice, immediately praised with a smile, "Good tea, Ah Ji's craftsmanship is really getting better and better."

"It's been a year since I saw His Highness last time, Ji Xia's skills must have improved." Si Jixia just held the teacup and didn't drink it, but quietly looked at Si Yujiang who was full of smiles.

"Yeah, I haven't had the tea you brewed for a year." The smile in Si Yujiang's eyes faded, and his tone was a bit sad, "It's been another year..."

Si Jixia looked at the tea in his cup and didn't answer.

After a while, Si Yujiang raised his eyes and stared at Si Jixia, "Ah Ji, do you know 'Mr. Cunning'?"

In the Southern Shu Kingdom, Mr. Gui is a well-known figure. However, the world only knows that Mr. Gui is the miracle doctor who was reborn by Bian Que after Hua Tuo was alive. Even those who were lucky enough to meet Mr. Gui didn't even know his age, because he seldom spoke, and he liked to wear a faceless mask, coming and going without a trace.

However, as long as those who have been healed by Mr. Sly are still alive, Mr. Sly can always make them alive again. I don’t know how many people in this world want to see Mr. Sly, but no one knows how to do so. get him.

According to legend, sometimes Mr. Gui will appear two or three times in a month, and sometimes he will not appear once in a whole year, and every time he appears, he must have obtained something. Therefore, people who want to ask Mr. Sly to save someone must prepare curious and rare treasures, but this is not enough, it depends on whether Mr. Sly is willing to save this person.

Mr. Sinister came out to save people. Everyone’s preference comes first, and rare treasures last. The two are indispensable. If there are no these two things, it is said that they can be exchanged with Mr. Sly at a high price. As for how high the price is? To what extent, no one knows.

Si Jixia met Si Yujiang's gaze and nodded, "I heard about it occasionally when I was out of the house. I heard that he is a rare doctor with a very strange temper."

"Even Aji knows, and everyone knows the name of this cunning young man." Si Yujiang took another sip of the fragrant tea, his eyes still fixed on Si Jixia, "A few days ago, I saw this rumored young master in the palace."

Si Jixia was silent for a while, and then said worriedly: "The king's condition...is getting worse?"

Si Yujiang nodded slightly with gloomy eyes, "The imperial hospital has not been able to diagnose the root cause of the disease so far, so it is the right minister who came up with the idea of ​​inviting this crooked young master into the palace."

When Si Yujiang said this, he looked at Si Jixia's right arm under the cloak with vague eyes.

"The Right Prime Minister is capable of inviting the treacherous young man whom so many people dream of." Si Jixia praised from the heart, as if he didn't notice Si Yujiang's gaze on his right arm, "Then, Your Majesty His condition may be a little better."

"It's getting better." Si Yujiang took a final look at Si Jixia's cloak on the right side, which was barely concealing the emptiness, and said mockingly, "Those old guys in the Tai Hospital should retire and return home."

"Your Highness, don't say that. Those who can enter the imperial hospital must have extraordinary medical skills." Si Jixia defended the imperial physicians who had never met.

(End of this chapter)