Lin Gongzi medicine jar

After entering the Chongwen Hall, Zhao Yuanrong and the Ninth Prince lived in the Prince's House, living next to each other.

With the decree of canonization, Zhao Yuanrong rose to the top, and as the heir of Prince Rui's residence, he attracted even more attention.

The rewards in the harem are more than before, food and clothing are more elaborate, and even the Ninth Prince is taken care of.

Zhao Yuanrong accepted them all with a smile, and this time he asked for an order to leave the palace without waiting for the noble concubines and concubines Xian to be summoned.

His health was not good and he often needed to be recuperated. Even though he seemed to be well now, the emperor did not dare to change hands to the imperial physician for diagnosis and treatment. Every tenth day, he sent imperial guards to escort Zhao Yuanrong to the Bai family.

It's not good for several princes not to be close to any one of them. It just so happened that the Ninth Prince yearned for Zhao Yuanrong's cousin very much. Every time he went out of the palace, he seemed hesitant to speak. Thinking of this poor uncle, Zhao Yuanrong later pulled Zhao Jingyu go together.

Anyway, he was young, and he was a companion, so getting close to playmates would never cause criticism.

Even the emperor didn't care.

The only place Zhao Yuanrong went out of the palace was the White Mansion, and he did not conceal his love for this cousin at all. On the contrary, the Yongning Hou Mansion of his natal family was less frequented.

It's not that Zhao Yuanyi and Zhao Yuanqi didn't visit the White Mansion, but it's a pity that Mr. Bai has a bad temper, and he didn't lie to these two poorly educated grandsons.

Not to mention seeing this cousin who can win Prince Rui's son over, wearing a filial piety, it is inconvenient to see guests, and it is not easy to criticize.

Scholars have a bad temper, especially this old gentleman who has been an emperor's teacher. Even Emperor Xia Jing would have to be polite when he saw him.

Such a true temperament spread to Xia Jingdi's ears, not only did not arouse his anger, but he laughed. He knew exactly what his two sons were up to, and now there are still people who directly refute their face, which is quite praiseworthy. Even the imperial pen bestowed the number one "Old Mister".

Now the people who were stirring up in the dark became honest, and the emperor's move already showed his attitude.

However, after going back and forth like this, Lin Xi became acquainted with the Ninth Prince who was not affected by Seizing the Inheritance.

Zhao Jingyu didn't have the airs of a prince, but he was very respectful and polite to Lin Xi who was Bai Ding. He poured tea and water with ease, and seemed to treat Lin Xi as a respectable elder.

Although the Ninth Prince was not taken seriously, Lin Xi still had a strange feeling that the polite attitude was so low. The other party was the prince, and even Zhao Yuanrong sometimes had to make trouble for the prince.

But other than that, there's nothing wrong with it.

He didn't talk too much, and always quietly watched Zhao Yuanrong act like a baby to him, or listened to Lin Xi's teaching to Zhao Yuanrong, and nodded seriously when he said something.

This really made Lin Xi not vigilant, maybe a prince who was struggling to survive in the cracks was lacking in care, and he was only about ten years old.

Zhao Jingyi would secretly send letters to Lin Xi every other month.

At the beginning, the matter was explained in a concise and concise manner, as rigorous and boring as a job report, at most it was over after greetings at the end.A piece of paper is so fast, it makes Lin Xi feel that it is a waste.

Later, under the guidance of someone, I started to talk about some interesting things, and my literary talent became brilliant, and then I expressed my thoughts, which was quite reserved.Lin Xi looked at several sheets of paper before Shi Shiran replied, the thickness was naturally the same.

Now that the matter is finished in two or three sentences, the pen and ink focus on day and night thoughts, the beauty of the future and the rather explicit lovesickness over and over again, it is really difficult to connect with the cold Prince Rui.

It became difficult for Lin Xi to reply to the letter. Rong'er, who used to be the whole story, now that Zhao Yuanrong enters the palace, he can only see him once in ten and a half months, so he can't use the child as a shield.

A piece of thin paper couldn't satisfy Zhao Jingyi who had parted for almost half a year, so she directly asked two letters.

The dark guard ran for ten days, and finally delivered the letter to Lin Xi. Seeing that Mr. Lin finished reading the thick letter, the corners of his mouth turned up, his ears turned red, and he pretended to calmly put the letter away. He got up, feeling relieved, stood up straight and waited for Lin Xi to ask questions.

Lin Xi silently held the teacup in his hand, and asked: "Hu Nu is going west, I don't know how the western region is, will the prince have time?"

The dark guard was shocked, and immediately poured beans into the bamboo tube to explain clearly, "The prince found out early, and immediately sent his troops westward. When the army arrived, the Zhenxi Palace was all dead in battle. It looked really tragic. It's just the city gate. Although it was broken, the western army still resisted tenaciously. As soon as the Northern Expeditionary Army arrived, they surrounded the city and wiped out the Hunu and Xiyi coalition forces in the city. However, they still escaped from the commander. Since the prince did not pursue him, and the Zhenxi Palace was destroyed, we had to appease him first, and the Western Army and the troops of the Zhenxi Palace would also be recruited."

"Did the Zhenxi Prince's Mansion die in battle? No orphans?"

"When the city was broken, the female family members of Zhenxi Palace hanged themselves one after another. Only one third lady survived."

That is really tragic!Lin Xi has never seen a real battlefield, but thinking about it is enough to make her scalp tingle.

But it was still good news. After reading Zhao Jingyi's letter, Lin Xi was afraid that he would report good news but not bad news. Although she sympathized with the Zhenxi Palace, but now that she heard the report from the dark guard, she felt at ease, so she raised her pen to reply.

It was just an envelope that was still thin, and the dark guard thought of his lord's cold expression of desire and dissatisfaction, and suddenly wanted to cry without tears, so he mustered up the courage to look at Lin Xi one after another.

Mr. Lin didn't reply each letter for a long time. The moment the prince received the letter, the spring was really warm and the flowers bloomed, but after reading it, it was the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month. His eyes could pierce the messenger.

Without the eldest son, he secretly communicated with the prince in front of Mr. Lin, and always said good things for the prince. From the current point of view, he really doesn't know whether Mr. Lin has the prince in his heart.

All the generals came up with ideas one after another, and the big bosses were not very literate, so they kept urging the prince to be more explicit and direct, and the prince really did!

But... the dark guard glanced at the envelope with few words again, and sighed.

Mr. Lin is a scholar, how can he use such a vulgar method, what can he do if he becomes angry from embarrassment.

Lin Xi got up and took out a box from a grid and handed it to the dark guard, "This is the binoculars that your lord wants. The clear crystals are hard to find, so I polished two of them first, let's use them... What's wrong?"

The dark guard originally thought that Lin Xi had something special to give to Zhao Jingyi, and he was immediately happy for his prince, but he didn't think it was a business matter, so he took the box and couldn't help but whispered: "Sir, do you want to write more? ... Tell your subordinates not to rush back, you can say more if you want to say something, the prince is very happy to receive the letter from the young master."

After speaking, he saluted immediately and left in a hurry.

Lin Xi looked at the envelope on the table, twitched the corners of her mouth, couldn't help twisting her fingers on the table, then walked slowly to the desk, and reluctantly took out a brocade box , took out a stack of letter paper from inside, hesitated for a long time before putting it into the envelope with a blushing face.

My heart was in a mess, and I wrote it when I thought about it. If he dared to laugh at himself after reading it, he would just ignore him in the future.

When the dark guard came back after eating and washing, he saw Lin Xi sitting at the table seriously reading a book, with the envelope still on the table.

When I glanced at it, I saw that it had thickened a lot, and I was relieved immediately, and took it away happily.

"Young master, this subordinate will go now."

Lin Xi nodded indifferently.

After March, the good news from the west will arrive.

Prince Rui was worthy of being the Marshal of Great Xia. After the Zhenxi Palace was destroyed, he successfully incorporated the government army and the Western Army to form the Northwest Army, and strictly guarded the western border, preventing the Hunu Xiyi coalition forces from entering for a mile.

The war has entered a stalemate, but as time progresses, victory must be a matter of time.

At this time, Lin Xi was preparing for the fourth needle injection for Zhao Yuanrong. Unlike the previous ones, the Ninth Prince Zhao Jingyu stood on the side to observe this time.

"Is Rong'er cold?"

Lin Xi cleaned her hands, and while arranging the needlestone bag, she turned her head and asked softly Zhao Yuanrong who was lying naked on the couch.

First life, second familiarity, three times later, Zhao Yuanrong was prepared for the next life, but he still looked at Lin Xi with tears in his eyes, which instantly softened his heart.

Lin Xi touched Zhao Yuanrong's head, and glanced sideways at Zhao Jingyu. He wanted to invite this one out as well, but he was also a prince after all, and he promised again and again that he would not make any noise. Lin Xi hesitated for a while, and finally did not speak. .

Each injection was a life-and-death test for Zhao Yuanrong, and it was also a great drain on Lin Xi's energy. After pulling out the last needle, Lin Xi's vision became blurred, and it took a moment for it to become clear after being stunned.

The Tuanyuan behind him had already wrapped Zhao Yuanrong tightly, but the child was still pale and panting heavily, as if he would not be able to survive the next breath. The whole process gave Zhao Jingyu a great shock.

This eldest son who was loved and loved in the palace, after losing his temper that day, no one in the palace dared to neglect him. He was petite and arrogant, but he didn't want to be able to bear it without saying a word.

Zhao Jingyu clenched his fists. He was not completely ignorant of Lin Xi's Nine Turns and Nine Returns... and the cold plum poison in Zhao Yuanrong reminded him of his mother...

This time Zhao Yuanrong took several days off, and the two temporarily stayed in the White Mansion.

Zhao Jingyu lit the oil lamp and flipped through a book. The cover was blank and a bit old, obviously someone had flipped through it over and over again.

He has just learned some characters, and some of them are still not complete, but it doesn't matter, his mother and concubine taught him when he was young.Thinking back slowly, Concubine Min had sternly ordered her son to learn medicine before going to school, and she seemed to be able to foresee what would happen next.

Zhao Jingyu bit his lip, his eyes slowly became firm, he got up and left the guest room with the book in hand.

Concubine Min actually didn't mean "Min" in the word, but her surname was Min.

"I have a granddaughter who has passed away, but I don't know where she is buried. If you happen to know, then..."

Lin Xi looked at Zhao Jingyu in shock, and what Dr. Min said before he left suddenly echoed in his mind.

The world is really small. He thought he would never find that Miss Min, but he didn't expect that he entered the palace and left behind a child.

"Min Xing is His Highness's grandfather."

Zhao Jingyu smiled wryly, shook his head and said, "I don't know, my concubine didn't say anything."

However, in black and white, Lin Xi could confirm at a glance that the handwriting of the medical book belonged to Dr. Fujian, and there were beautiful small characters beside it as annotations.

He picked it up and turned it over, nine turns and nine back stitches. This book is still immature and not as detailed as what he learned. It can be seen that Dr. Min just had an idea at that time.

Then the "Lengmei" poison in the following is even more voluminous. It seems that the nine turns and nine chapters are for understanding the research of "Lengmei".

After making friends with Zhao Yuanrong, he kept wanting to see him, so he gave up a lot... Lin Xi put down the book, looked at Zhao Jingyu and asked calmly, "Doctor Min Yu Xi has the grace to save his life, what does Your Highness need me to do?"

He doesn't have much use value, the only ones who can make a fuss are Zhao Yuanrong, and... Zhao Jingyi who controls hundreds of thousands of troops in the northwest.

Not many people know about this relationship, but not necessarily everyone knows.

Thinking of this, Lin Xi's heart suddenly tightened, and his eyes were sharp.

As long as he is a prince, who hasn't had the dream of sitting on the world?

However, Zhao Jingyu suddenly raised his knees and knelt in front of Lin Xi, looked up at him firmly, "I want to learn medicine from you."

Hearing this, Lin Xi was extremely surprised.