Rampant prostitute, evil king Laiding's little medical concubine

Chapter 67 Magnolia
After hearing this, Mu Yueyin's blood inevitably surged. As Xiao Yi's attending doctor, it's impossible to ask a question about his illness, and he didn't even think about who almost died because of it.

I really can't see that Hou An is usually smooth-tongued, but he is quite protective of his master at critical moments.

"It's okay. The third lady is right. I dreamed about my mother."

"Oh, what did she look like in the dream?"

Mu Yueyin wanted to find the root cause based on the symptoms of mania, so she asked Xiao Yi without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yi didn't answer anymore.

Accompanied by his servants in yellow robes in the Hall of Light, the Holy Master was still approving at night while holding candles, and what he was approving was the memorials submitted by important courtiers.

The memorials are piled up like a hill, and they will continue to be presented tomorrow after being approved today.

"My lord, be careful of the dragon body."

Everyone said that there are three thousand beauties in the harem, and the Holy One must be singing and singing every night, looking for fun all night long.

Don't you know that the person who gets the most company with His Majesty today is the eunuch Huang by his side.

Huang Neishi has served the Holy Majesty since he was very young, and accompanied him all the way from the crown prince to the position of the king of a country. Everything is considered from the perspective of the Holy Majesty. Whenever he sees the Holy Majesty staying up at night because of state affairs, it is naturally very distressing.

Only tonight is different.

After the Holy Majesty approved the memorial, he was waiting for some news, pacing up and down in the inner hall, completely different from the usual Long Wei's furious aura, showing worry in his impatience.

"No reply yet?"

Your Majesty, this is No.30, I asked Eunuch Huang six times.

"Report to the Holy Majesty, I just came back with news. It is said that everyone is safe."

Eunuch Huang inserted the letterhead that had just been sent into the palace into the inner pocket of his clothes.

The Holy Majesty seemed relieved after hearing this, and then sat down firmly.

"Does that other person need to be dealt with?" Eunuch Huang asked anxiously again.

The Holy Majesty's finger tapping on the dragon chair suddenly stopped, and he was silent for a few seconds, then replied: "No need. I want to see what he wants to do."

"My mother is no longer alive."

With the expression of pain and sorrow in his deep eyes, Xiao Yi uttered this sentence after a long time.

Mu Yueyin didn't know how to answer. Xiao Yi woke up from a nightmare just now, his terrified expression couldn't be faked, and he kept calling his mother, presumably something bad happened to his mother, so he was here He is psychologically shadowed.

It can be deduced that this shadow is a major cause of Xiao Yi's bipolar disorder.

But Xiao Yi's silence was definitely not a way of cooperating with patients.

"Just now, my lord took the tranquilizing pills, and I pricked the acupuncture points on his head, which brought back his sanity. If the next time you get sick again, these two methods can't be used in time, I'm afraid... ..."

The implication of Mu Yueyin's words is that if no one gives him acupuncture when he is sick next time, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Then next time there will be Miss Lao San."

What Xiao Yi said was calm and breezy, causing Mu Yueyin to be shocked on the spot.

Again?This time I have already lost half of my life, next time, I am afraid that my life will be in jeopardy...

The emotional agitation of bipolar disorder is also in an instant. After calming down, it will return to normal.

Mu Yueyin saw that Xiao Yi only needed to rest more and there was nothing else for her to do, so she bowed and said goodbye.It's been too long since I've been out today, Xia He must be anxiously waiting in the mansion.

Xiao Yi nodded slightly, and ordered Hou Bei to escort Mu Yueyin all the way back to Mu Mansion.

Just as she was about to step out of the door of this mansion, Mu Yueyin was caught off guard and turned her head to ask Hou Bei who was following behind her.

"How did the prince and his mother die?"

Hou Bei was taken aback in his heart, but his expression was as usual, and there was no flaw in his words, and there was no flaw in what he said.

"Back to Miss San, my subordinates dare not speak nonsense about the master."

Not daring to say that it means knowing something, Mu Yueyin narrowed her eyes, this answer was expected.

"I don't know how many Dingshen pills are left? How many times can it be cured?"

Mu Yueyin's meaningful words made Hou Bei speechless, and suddenly felt uneasy.

Why are the people around him so cunning and smart...

It is true that there are not many Dingshen Pills left. At that time, the Holy Majesty was just in case. Due to the scarcity of precious medicinal materials, Dingshen Pills were only owned by the Empress Dowager Shengshang.

However, Xiao Yi's illnesses became more and more frequent, and the cycle became shorter and shorter, no matter how many calming pills he had, they would disappear.

Miss Mu San was indeed right, the master's illness could no longer rely on calming pills.

Although Miss Mu San in front of her was wearing a short shirt and attire as a servant girl, her skin was creamy and her smooth face looked extraordinarily beautiful and refined.

Originally, such a boudoir girl should play the piano, poetry and painting in her own mansion, learn female red embroidery, and prepare to get married.

The third miss of the Mu family was like a different kind, she was not afraid to talk about the Seventh Prince's illness, and even more brazenly asked Hou Bei for the reason.

Back then Hou Bei and Hou An stood in front of the master for the first time, he had just left the palace to build a mansion, even though the Holy Majesty loved this younger brother very much, he almost sent the entire imperial army to him, but Xiao Yi declined them politely.

When the master saw them, he said, "This king won't live long, maybe you will be buried with me when I die. So, are you still willing to follow me?"

Hou Bei didn't know that other people's masters were so mysterious, and he couldn't deny that he was shocked by these words.

Hou An Hou Bei was an orphan since he was a child, and there was no one in the world to be bound by. It was only natural to serve his master. Although they were stunned for a moment, they both kowtowed when they heard about it.

If you are a good guard of your master, you will live without regrets; if your master dies, you will follow him, and you will die without love.

Spring is waning, and spring rains pour down one after another, as if expressing waves of melancholy.

The festive atmosphere of the Mu family was not affected by the rain at the end of spring in the slightest.

A set of dowry was moved in and out of the warehouse in the main courtyard. Mrs. Li was counting the makeup books while directing the servants to prepare for the wedding banquet.

"Sister, it's a great joy to see my mother busy."

Li's expression was radiant, compared to his sick and listless appearance before, he was a completely different person.

Although the old lady hasn't returned all the middle gifts from the house to Li Shi, Mu Yiting's wedding is still arranged by Li Shi, her biological mother, after Mu Kangcheng's consent.

Mu Yiting didn't take this seriously, she just sat there blankly, raised her eyebrows, her pale face couldn't hide her disappointment, she curled her lips, and didn't even bother to answer.

Facing Mu Yiting's indifferent attitude as usual, Mu Yitong just covered her mouth and smiled, she had nothing to complain about.

Everyone said that she, Mu Yitong, married well, that the young son of the Qian family was well educated and reasonable, and that she was a hero of the generation.And Mu Yiting's fiancé, Sun Yi, although he is the concubine of the Shangshu Mansion, he should not be underestimated. He has been famous for a long time, but it is just a bad reputation.

Today is the day when the Mu family counts the dowry for their daughter-in-law. Fearing that there may be any omissions, Mrs. Li invited Mu Yitong to help.

Mu Yitong was very reluctant in her heart. She got married in a hurry at the time, and the dowry was simply packed in a cart. How could she be treated so grandly by Mu Yiting.

It's just marrying a concubine. If we talk about a decent earl, will the Mu family still think of this married second lady? !

Said to ask Mu Yitong to come up with an idea, but Li Shi didn't ask Mu Yitong to help, and Mu Yitong didn't want to leave early, his eyelids twitched a few times, and then he sat down to chat with everyone.

She just wanted to comfort Mu Yiting with a few words, saying that marrying into her husband's family would be a different world, before she opened her mouth, a reckless young man rushed into her arms, almost knocking over the teacup in her hand.

Qiuping's eyes were sharp and her hands were quick, so she supported Mu Yitong's wrist and did not pour tea on the sky blue lake pattern dress.

"Master, run slowly."

The nanny following behind hurriedly rushed up, trying to stop Mu Yihong, the wife had orders, the main courtyard was busy preparing the dowry for the young lady, and the young master would take it back to the master's study after school.

The nuns who took care of Mu Yihong didn't dare to do anything wrong, the young master was held in the hands of the whole family, so they couldn't afford to have a mistake anyway.

Unexpectedly, after Mu Yihong left the school, he heard from some boy that the Second Miss had returned to the mansion, so he ran to recruit her.

"Second sister, you haven't seen Hong'er for a long time."

Mu Yihong, who was already ten years old, was still like a child, pulling on Mu Yitong's clothes and acting like a baby.

To say that Mu Yihong's favorite person in the mansion is this second sister.

Maybe it's because of their congenial temperament, Mu Yitong never sticks to this younger brother, even if everyone else asks Mu Yihong to learn from this and that with a straight face, only Mu Yitong always secretly finds ways to take this younger brother to play.

Mu Yiting once suspected Mu Yitong's impure motives. No one knew that the future of the Mu family depended on Mu Yihong, the son-in-law.

But Mu Yitong laughed it off, she knew exactly what a boy of Mu Yihong's age needed, the more he was suppressed, the more Mu Yihong would rebel.

"Has Hong'er obediently listened to the teacher's lecture?"

Mu Yitong treated him like a child, lovingly touching his head while asking about his homework.

Only Mu Yiting curled her lips disdainfully while listening to their siblings' heart-to-heart talk.

"Third sister."

Mu Yihong, who was wearing a ochre-colored tiger-stripe belt around his waist, was busy talking to Mu Yitong, and inadvertently found Mu Yueyin sitting silently by the side, so he politely said hello.

Mu Yueyin just smiled and nodded, please, she's going to sit numb.

She was called over early in the morning by Mrs. Li, and the three sisters had nothing to talk about, so Mu Yueyin could only take the peony handkerchief that Nanny Zhao handed her, and started to become popular.

Mu Yihong treats her coldly, which is also reasonable.

To him, the daughter born to his aunt is just a sibling relationship with the same surname, and he seldom interacts with Mu Yueyin.

However, there is always something that can arouse the curiosity of a ten-year-old boy.

"Third sister, some people say that your medical skills are better than your father's. Is it true?"

Looking at Mu Yueyin with innocent eyes, he asked such a difficult question.

Even Mu Yiting and Mu Yitong turned their heads, their eyes brightened, expecting Mu Yueyin's answer.

But the answer that came was very meaningless.

"Of course not. My father has practiced medicine for many years. How dare I compare with him."

Mu Yueyin's modest answer was not satisfactory.

Mu Yihong then asked: "What about time? Didn't the third sister also cure other people's blindness, the people in the house couldn't walk with their legs at all, and they were able to survive by being dug out by the third sister."

"You ask so many questions, will father be happy to hear it? And those little problems, father can also see well."

Mu Yiting raised her thick eyebrows, she didn't want to hear Mu Yihong keep talking about Mu Yueyin's medical skills.

"Eldest sister, don't say that. The third sister has her own set of diagnostic skills. Although many people can't accept the practice of finding a different way for the time being, in the future, the third sister can become a generation of famous doctors."

Mu Yitong showed a look of envy, and Mu Yihong nodded in agreement with his words.

"Hmph, so what about a famous doctor? As a woman, you still need to find a good husband so that you won't worry about it for the rest of your life."

(End of this chapter)