I’ll Be the Male Lead’s Sister-in-Law

After Xie Xuanchen finished speaking, no one spoke for a long time. Mu Mingtang looked at the expressionless Xie Xuanchen, and then at the little Taoist priest with a tight face, and slowly understood: "It turns out that the travel doctor who developed Jing Erdan for the prince back then is your master?"

The little Taoist did not expect the world to be so coincidental. He was afraid that he would meet the people of that year, but he just stopped a group of businesses on the road, he was the great man of the year.

Without saying anything, the little Taoist didn't even need money, and quickly packed up his things to slip away: "I can't count your fate. I won't do this business. There is still business in my family. Take the first step!"

"Small Dao..." Mu Mingtang said when he saw that he was going to rush, "You haven't got your money yet."

"Money is something outside of the body, no trails."

"That changed to gold."

The little Taoist stopped for a moment, his back faintly revealed a struggle, but at last he gritted his teeth and said: "Xiaodao is immortal, do not love vulgar things. Don't."

"What about your fate?" Xie Xuanchen said quietly, "Your fate, your master's hatred, do you still want it?"

Little Taoist Huo Di turned around: "What did you say?"

Xie Xuanchen didn't rush and said, "How your master died, I think you know better than me. If you plan to be so frightened for the rest of your life, running around and living without dignity, you won't even avenge your master. Then you can move forward."

The little Taoist's round face wrinkled with anger: "You..."

The little Taoist's chest rose and fell, his face flushed. His master traveled all over the world and came to the capital by accident, and found that the imperial city was posting a royal list for doctors. His master's medical skills are superb, and he naturally wanted to try when he encountered intractable diseases, so he revealed the royal list.

Unexpectedly, this revelation killed myself. His master stayed in the capital for several months. At first he followed him, but then one day, Master suddenly asked him to deliver medicine to a former patient. His face was severe and he sent him away that night. The little Taoist priest didn't know, so when he came back, he learned that Master had left the capital.

He didn't say hello, and didn't even leave a message. This was something that had never happened before. The little Taoist priest went around looking for Master. It wasn't until a long time later that he heard people say that Master wandered to a barren mountain and ridge. When he was collecting medicine, he accidentally fell down the cliff and was gone.

Little Taoist priests naturally don't believe it. His master pays more attention to health preservation, and his legs and feet are more flexible than him. He has many years of experience in collecting medicine. It is all right to hang on a rock wall to gather medicine. How could he stumble and fall on a hillside? The little Taoist did not give up, secretly visited, the more he checked, the more frightened.

He finally knew that this was not something he could provoke, and that the master's death could not be found out. The little Taoist did not dare to practice medicine anymore, but he had no other means of making a living, so he had to hide his name, relying on the hexagrams he had learned in the teacher's school, to tell people fortune-telling and to drive away ghosts. Occasionally perform a trick to get some extra money by selling plasters.

Unexpectedly, he changed his career to fortune telling, and he still met the victim of the year.

The little Taoist priest didn't pay attention at first. After seeing them take out the Jing Erdan, he remembered this incident. He originally wanted to pretend that he didn't know him, and took the master's medicine and ran away, but he still exposed.

The little Taoist understands that even if Xie Xuanchen is alone now, he seems to be weak, but based on his strength to break the corner of the table just now, Xie Xuanchen alone is enough to clean up the little Taoist. If Xie Xuanchen didn't want him to go, the little Taoist priest could not go out.

The little Taoist was motivated for a while, and said: "I said that I can't cure this disease. My master can't cure the disease. How can I get it? Two adults have a lot of them, so let me go."

Mu Mingtang thought how could it be possible, just as they sneaked out today, without the emperor's eyeliner behind him, it was a godsend. Although the little Taoist said that he couldn't cure him, he was a disciple who traveled to the doctor back then. Anyway, today, she must tie this little Taoist priest to him, ah no, please come to the palace.

Mu Mingtang found that she had stayed with Xie Xuanchen for a long time, and became a gangster. Of course, it didn’t matter. Mu Mingtang suppressed his true thoughts, smiled kindly, and said: "The path is long and I don’t know something. Today I will come out with the king At that time, there is no attendant. Only you, me, and the prince know about this. Outsiders will never know your identity. You only need to act as a fortune teller... Forget it, or a illusion craftsman, let us return to the palace , Food and lodging are covered, monthly salary is issued every month, and there is a reward for the new year. And these are separate from your consultation fee. If you can come up with a prescription, each medicine is 100 yuan. The trail is long, you see how about it?"

The little Taoist can’t help but think of one hundred dollars for a piece of medicine. How much is the total amount in a month... The little Taoist stopped forcibly, and his greed of life and fear of death still prevailed: "No matter how much money I earn, I have to spend my life. Hidden in the market, I feel terrified. If I go back with you, wouldn’t I be recognized immediately? I can’t make this money if it’s not right or wrong.”

"No." Xie Xuanchen said, "Now everyone in the palace has changed again. The people involved in the incident are scattered, I am afraid that even your master will not recognize you. What about you who were just a little medicine boy back then? Besides, offense is the best defense."

"Now you have no power to protect yourself. Once you are discovered, you can only wait for death. Moreover, if you do not act, it saves the other party the trouble of hands-on. Your master is dead, and you still have you to track down unannounced visits. If you die Now, who still remembers your master and apprentice?" Xie Xuanchen looked at the little Taoist expression and put down the last heavy hammer, "Only me, the standpoint of your master and apprentice is the same. You follow me, as long as I Living for a day will guarantee you a peaceful day."

The little Taoist priest was a little moved. He was greedy for life and fear of death. The past few years have been frightening. What's more terrible is that he dared not go to the hospital. He couldn't even earn money to support his life. It was really hard to get hungry and full. Extremely. But as the saying goes, it's better to die than to live. Xie Xuanchen can naturally protect him when he is alive. What if Xie Xuanchen can't live by himself?

Seeing the little Taoist priest, Mu Mingtang seemed to hesitate. At this moment, Mu Mingtang was suddenly blessed to his heart, and said softly: "Little Taoist, you have a meal without a meal like this. Fortune-telling for the money you earn throughout your life, I’m afraid it’s not as good as going to the palace. God. In that case, why are you hesitating?"

The little Taoist was suddenly activated by a sentence. Yes, he earns a whole life diligently, and I am afraid it is not comparable to the three days of the palace. Then what else is he working hard? Why don't you go to the big dog house to eat and drink, maybe it won't take a month to earn back the money of his life.

After thinking about it this way, it turned out to be much brighter. The little Taoist priest was persuaded, breaking his fingers and the two big dogs in front of him to settle the bill: "You said, food and housing are included, and monthly salaries are paid, and there is a reward for the New Year. The gold is extra, one hundred dollars for a piece of medicine, you pay the money for the medicine yourself!"

Mu Mingtang insisted: "Okay."

"Deal."

·

The prince and the princess disappeared in full view, and the entire palace was frightened. Xiang Nanchun followed the crowd to the back door, and saw a violent chain thrown on the ground. The back door was wide open, and the prince and the princess were gone.

Xiang Nanchun almost fainted at the time, and the chief guard was also very frightened. He hurriedly sent a few passers-by to chase out from the back door, looking along the street, and be sure to find the prince and princess.

Xiang Nanchun stayed at the palace and sent people to investigate everywhere. The servant girl followed Xiang Nanchun and asked in a low voice: "Aunt Xiang, the missing of the prince...Do you want to report it to the palace?"

Xiang Nanchun looked ugly, she thought for a while, and slowly shook her head: "Wait again. If it is known by the Holy Master and the Queen Empress, I must be punished. Let the guards go out and look for it. Maybe the Prince and Princess are just a whim. I will be back soon."

The handmaid took the order and left. After Xiang Nanchun finished speaking, he felt more and more serious.

She is in this position to survive, not inside or outside. Xie Xuanchen defended her, and the palace also defended her. He did a lot of painstaking efforts, and in the end it was very likely that he could not please anyone.

Just like today, it is not for her to report, nor is it for not to report.

The palace was jumping, Xiang Nanchun suddenly heard the little maid rushing in to report: "Aunt Xiang, the prince and princess are back!"

Xiang Nanchun stood up suddenly: "What?"

"Really, it's at the door. Also brought back a craftsman!"

Xiang Nanchun hurried out, and she ran into Mu Mingtang and Xie Xuanchen on the main gate.

Xiang Nanchun was surprised and hurriedly saluted: "The slave and maidservant see the prince and the princess. The slave and maidservant are not doing well, please the prince and princess to condemn."

"It's okay." Mu Mingtang waved his hand, not conscious of the culprit at all, but expressed forgiveness to a great extent, "It was the prince and I who rose up, just go outside and have a look. By the way, Mrs. Li didn't ask me the other day. Here is a person who can perform butterfly illusions? Today I also saw one on the road. The level of sophistication is not worse than that of Mrs. Li. It happened to be raised in the palace, so that when I am bored, I can watch it whenever I want."

Xiang Nanchun quickly glanced at the arena artists behind Mu Mingtang. Although surprised, he respectfully responded, "Yes."

It is reasonable to arrange for a guest house such a thing without a princess, Mu Mingtang, to worry about, but today she somehow came here and asked about the empty house in the palace, and then personally pointed out the room to the artist in the Taoist gown.

Mu Mingtang didn't dare to do too much. After he had set up a convenient place for the little Taoist priests to come and go, all the rest was left to the maids to arrange.

At night, Mu Mingtang and Xie Xuanchen changed their dark clothes and went to find the little Taoist priest during the night.

The little Taoist saw this kind of battle for the first time and was awakened from his bed. He yawned and held up his sleepiness for a while, but he was puzzled: "The pulse is stable, isn't it all right. What are you doing here?"

Mu Mingtang was anxious, and lowered his voice and said, "I didn't want you to see him now. Of course he is fine now. The problem is that Wu Yufei, if he encounters the medicine again next time, will he have an attack?"

The little Taoist pressed for a while, nodding surely: "Yes."

Hearing this answer, Mu Mingtang couldn't hide his disappointment. Xie Xuanchen had expected it, but he didn't feel much regret. He asked: "Can it be solved?"

This time the little Taoist thought for a while and hesitated: "My master stayed in the capital for a few months in order to develop an antidote. When I was sent away, the pill was only in its rudimentary form. I don't know what the complete medicine looks like. But my master has practiced medicine for many years. He has superb medical skills and noble medical ethics. He will never fool people. The last thing he took out must be the medicine prepared after doing his best. But even so, I can’t cure the prince. My medical skills are far inferior to Master. My master can't do it, let alone I can't."

Mu Mingtang considered it and said, "It's not that Jing Erdan can't solve it, but that it has a legacy and is addictive."

"Oh?" The little Taoist raised his eyebrows in surprise and said, "Give me the pill, I'll look at it again."

Mu Mingtang handed Jing Erdan. The little Taoist cut a small piece and grated it, smelled it and tasted it, and finally thought about it: "After Master went, I found Master’s manuscript, which seems to have mentioned this matter. He traveled all over the place in his life and had seen many intractable diseases. He has also cured many times, such as King Qiyang of Beijing. It’s just that Master’s manuscript completely overthrew his pill. He has been looking for a perfect cure, but unfortunately he hasn’t found it, and Master’s accident happened. "

It turned out that the traveler had overturned his method completely, but unfortunately he was no longer alive before he thought of the method. Mu Mingtang felt worried and asked, "What should you do, can you improve your master's prescription?"

"No. Even if you give me Master’s prescription, I can’t change it, not to mention that there is no prescription at all, only finished medicines." The little Taoist said, thinking hard, "I remember the last few pages of the master’s manuscript. It is not feasible to use medicine to treat medicine. Relying on medicine to fight against another medicine will only be controlled by the new medicine. To completely abstain from it, you can only rely on yourself. These words are very scribbled, and the rest I will do not understand."

Hearing these words, Mu Mingtang was mixed with sorrow and joy. What was happy was that there was a possibility of unraveling after all. What was worried was that he could not use medicine and didn't know the method.

Unlike Mu Mingtang who was worried, Xie Xuanchen seemed to be relieved. He said: "Knowing the reason, it has been half resolved. Wu Yufei must have been down for a long time, accumulating over time, dripping water and stones, and then it will be triggered later. But knowing that it is a medicine is enough. As long as it can be prescribed, it will always be possible. Cure."

Mu Mingtang also took a deep breath and said, "You are right, I was too anxious. We take it slowly, there is always a way."

After Mu Mingtang finished speaking, he sighed: "I am ashamed to say, I am not as open as you, a patient."

Xie Xuanchen shook his head, holding Mu Mingtang's hand without speaking. Mu Mingtang was disappointed when he heard the little Taoist say that there was no medicine, but Xie Xuanchen felt relieved. It may be because of repeated disappointments over the years, Xie Xuanchen's requirements have become very low. As long as he knew that it was not his own problem, but the manipulation of foreign objects, even his sudden madness back then might have been induced by drugs, Xie Xuanchen was already too relieved.

There will be nothing worse than what he has already experienced.

Xie Xuanchen, a patient with a surprisingly good mentality, can comfort people around him in turn, and the little Taoist priest is also a bit impressive, saying: "I turned around and turned over the master's manuscript. Although I said that I can't rely on medicine, but during the period of quitting Wu Yufei, he used medicine to restore his body To speed up recovery, it is still possible."

"Okay!" Mu Mingtang was overjoyed and responded, "It's a long way to go. As long as it's good for the prince, whatever you need, just speak up."

Mu Mingtang and his eyes were so earnest that he looked at the little Taoist with a guilty conscience. He unknowingly buttoned his nails and said, "I'm not sure it must be useful. I haven't seen people well for a long time."

Mu Mingtang also noticed it. When the little Taoist said this, Mu Mingtang was really more worried. She couldn't help taking pictures on the table, and her eyes were eager to catch fire: "You can't be sure! He wants to drink these medicines. What if you drink them badly? You must be foolproof before you can do it."

"It's okay." Xie Xuanchen stopped Mu Mingtang, took her hand off the table, and held it in his palm. "Let him treat it, it doesn't matter what it looks like. It doesn't matter which step you can take."

Mu Mingtang looked at Xie Xuanchen, even though he was still worried, he sighed and stopped talking.

After the two of them returned to the house, they closed the window. The moonlight is just right tonight, and through the panes, the ground is as clear as water.

Mu Mingtang took off his cloak and fell inexplicably: "The little Taoist said that there is no antidote, but at best it can relieve your pain. What should I do?"

"It's okay." Xie Xuanchen closed the window. Seeing Mu Mingtang's dignified face, he touched Mu Mingtang's hair amusedly, "Wherever you go, it will never be worse than before. Don't be afraid."

"But..." Mu Mingtang looked unhappy, "I can't do anything for you."

Xie Xuanchen laughed, and the moonlight penetrated through the window, shining on both of them, drawing a long shadow on the ground. Xie Xuanchen touched Mu Mingtang’s shaggy hair, and suddenly stretched out his hand and gently hugged Mu Mingtang: “There will be nothing more, it’s harder than the past two years. You don’t need to do anything, you just Standing here, it works better than any medicine."