Dressed as a short-lived cannon fodder

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Chang Hong was startled, and he said lightly, "It's just a misrepresentation."

Sima Xiu nodded, and said: "It would be better if this is the case." He looked at Chang Hong, and continued, "The Holy Majesty is on a southern tour, and I heard that he has arrived at Mount Tai, and he will arrive in Yangzhou soon. On ordinary days, Some things happen as soon as they happen, but once they are stabbed in front of the emperor, it will be different."

Chang Hong understood that Sima Xiu was giving a warning.He didn't want to cause trouble at first, but those in the family felt headaches thinking about it.He really hoped that Zheng Minghong would lie on the bed for a while longer.He cupped his hands towards Sima Xiu and said: "I've been bothering you a lot, I have something important to do, so I'll take my leave first."

Sima Xiu looked at Chang Hong's leaving back and shook his head.

In Huaihe Hall, Dr. Li was invited away by the Zheng family just after he went back. He didn't refuse, but instead took Zheng Minghong's pulse seriously.

He didn't know how to cure witchcraft, but after listening to Yin Xingyao's words, he had an idea.He didn't say anything to the members of Zheng's family, and took a paper brush to write down a prescription. Herbal medicine is common, but the dosage is huge.

He squinted his eyes and said: "You still need to know how to make medicine in Huaihetang, make medicine, and prepare meatballs. When the time comes, your Zheng family can order someone to come and pick it up."

Now that someone can cure Zheng Minghong, the Zheng family can't wait to offer him up, how can they disagree?

Chapter 51 [Jiangnan] Morning Dew

The Zheng family originally prohibited those people from selling medicinal materials to Huaihetang, but now they are honestly sending the medicinal materials, wishing to send some more.Doctor Li also began to treat Zheng Minghong's illness, but although Zheng Minghong's health improved, he couldn't completely recover.The members of the Zheng family were anxious and wanted to ask Dr. Li for questioning, but they were finally stopped by Chang Hong.For Chang Hong, the current Zheng Minghong is just right, there is no need to worry about his life, and there is no need to worry about him going out to make trouble.As for Zheng Minghong's friends who drank with him before, they were all kicked out by Zheng's family.How could such a thing have happened if it wasn't for an appointment to drink?

In the snow garden.

It took nearly a decade, and it was not considered a complete success until this day.As Xie Fushu planned, the toxin was injected into his legs.But because of the medicine Yin Xingyao sent, the situation was a little better than she expected.She wiped the sweat from her forehead, collected all the golden needles, and then turned her head to look at Zhao Yang who was sleeping on the couch, her complexion was slightly pale, she didn't know what she dreamed about, her brows were tightly frowned, full of uneasiness.During this period of time, she suffered too much, and she lost a lot of weight.Xie Fushu stroked her brow, and there was a bit of pity in her eyes, she sighed faintly, as if she wanted to express the boredom in her heart.

Tucking the quilt for Princess Zhaoyang, Xie Fushu walked out lightly.Staying in the house for this period of time, the scenery seen from the window is different from that of actually going out. The prosperity that bloomed in spring has withered, falling into the ditch and being sent away by the water.The catkins are flying every now and then, and it is already approaching the evening of spring, and the crisp sound of yellow orioles comes from the dense shade of willows, adding a bit of sensuality to the last spring.Time really flies by, last year she was still planning how to survive, but today, someone has opened up a smooth path for her.

"Yiyu, has anything happened recently?" Xie Fushu asked.

Yiyu also got the news from Yang Qing. Hearing Xie Fushu's inquiry, she responded immediately: "A lot of people came to visit, but they were rejected. It's nothing serious, but Mr. Zheng seems to be suffering from some kind of illness." , we invited Dr. Li from Huaihetang to look at it for him."

Xie Fushu's eyes flickered, and he asked again: "Where are the missing medicinal materials?"

Yiyu said: "All sent to Huaihetang." After a pause, she continued, "A young man named Zhong Jiangran came to the door many times and wanted to see you and the princess. His family is in the business of medicinal materials .”

"En." Xie Fushu responded, but didn't take these things to heart.She stood in the yard for a while, then returned to the house.

Princess Zhaoyang has already woken up.She sat up with her own strength and leaned against the head of the bed.Her forehead was covered with fine sweat, and there was a trace of sick redness on her face.Xie Fushu was startled, hurried to the bed, held her hand, and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing sitting up?" After a pause, she asked again, "How do you feel?"

"It hurts." Princess Zhaoyang raised her head slightly and said softly, her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.Xie Fushu sat down, and she naturally leaned on Xie Fushu's shoulder.

With just one word, Xie Fushu could empathize with her. She frowned slightly, and there was a trace of anxiety on her face.There are ways to relieve pain in the medical book, but in her opinion, it is too harmful to the body. On the small table not far from the bed, there was still a plate of candied fruit. With a thought, Xie Fushu took a candied fruit and fed it to Princess Zhaoyang, saying distressedly: "It will be fine."

Candied fruit entrance.Princess Zhaoyang's tongue was still wrapped around Xie Fushu's fingertips.

Susu's numb feeling went straight to the bottom of her heart, Xie Fushu let her move, and stared at her deeply with her head down.

After a while, Princess Zhaoyang asked, "Did something happen? Is there any news from the Holy Majesty?"

Xie Fushu frowned and said, "When you wake up, you're bothering yourself. What's the plan?" Seeing Zhaoyang staring at her, she softened her heart and said, "It's nothing, don't worry." The emperor said Bian is not worried about Zhaoyang, the guards in the mansion will send news from time to time, but most of them are irrelevant.I don't know if the emperor deliberately concealed it, or nothing really happened.