Pretty State Preceptor Saves the Planet

In the middle of the night, the moon hangs high.

The young emperor who killed decisively and filled the big prison within a few days sat leisurely on the ridge of the roof, his blue eyes drooping slightly.

The fairy teacher Xie Huaian, whom everyone in Zhaoge City misses, sleeps in the main house.

On the roof tiles, Ling Ziyou knelt down firmly, not daring to move, cold sweat permeated his clothes.

The green tiles are uneven, and there are slippery moss on some tiles.

It is precisely because of the fairy master's illness that the emperor and the genius doctor who wandered in the countryside met in this weird place.

This location is the roof of the side house, and Ling Ziyou couldn't hear anything with his hearing.

But Hong Yao could clearly hear Xie Huai'an's subtle breathing, the sound of turning over, and even the sound of the gold chain being pulled up.

Once something goes wrong in Xie Huai'an's dream, he can rush over immediately——

Just this afternoon, Hong Yao was worried that Xie Huaian's condition would not go far.

Sure enough, as soon as the female officer brought the parrot into the house, she rushed out to call for someone after a while.

Xie Huai'an closed his eyes, his breathing was out of rhythm, and he clenched his heart tightly.The lips that were glowing lavender were fluttering and closing, screaming in pain like a sob, the nightmare came back again.

Hong Yao has seen this situation several times, and he is no longer confused.

This is Xie Huai'an's nightmare again just like the days before when he couldn't wake up.Broken bones produce hallucinatory pain, which leads to a series of symptoms.

Hong Yao screened back the female officer, and quickly pressed a piece of elixir to the bottom of Xie Huai'an's tongue, and then the golden chain came out again, binding the white bird who was immersed in a painful sleep.

When Xie Huai'an finally woke up, panting with tears in his eyes to confirm that the surroundings were safe, Hong Yao shed tears, wrapped him in his favorite blanket, and stayed with him until night.

Until he fell asleep, Xie Huai'an was still clutching the cool gold chain in his hand, begging Hong Yao not to take it off, and kept clasping it around his ankle.

Hong Yao has mixed flavors.

"Genius doctor..." Hong Yao called out.

Ling Ziyou's legs softened, and he knelt upright on the eaves and kowtowed: "Your Majesty is exalted, it's all a false name given by the love of the folks."

Hong Yao said: "Ziye called the genius doctor for nothing else, but for the heart disease of the immortal master."

Ling Ziyou maintained the posture of saluting: "Your Majesty, please tell me..."

"He used to love to go out, but now he doesn't even want to enter the yard..." Hong Yao sighed, "Master Ling is the person who is most familiar with the condition of the immortal master. What do you think I should do?"

Ling Ziyou didn't understand whether Hong Yao was simply asking, or what he was going to do, so he bit the bullet and said: "The immortal master is pure and kind, the cruelty and abnormality he saw before must have had a profound impact on his mind. If you don’t change your face, you will surely get through this test.”

Ling Ziyou said: "There is a bluestone road in the courtyard, if the immortal master is unwilling to go out, the problem should be... the stone road and the altar in front of the Fenxiang Building."

Hong Yao didn't speak.

Ling Ziyou was sweating profusely as he lowered his head and continued, "I have adjusted down the formula of Xuelian Danningxin Pills, and several medicines have been refined for the immortal master's heart disease and bone injury; Kongqing will decoct the symptomatic prescriptions for the symptoms of the disease; the food supplements for daily maintenance are always the same, please take care of your majesty."

"In addition, when the immortal master is better, he can prepare a medicinal bath and smear the whole body with medicinal oil."

Hong Yao was silent for a while, and asked casually, "Does Doctor Ling have a lover?"

Ling Ziyou stumbled in fright: "Bing, not. I have been rescued by my teacher and the second leader, and I vowed to practice medicine and save people in my life. I am wandering all the way, and I love vegetation, so I will not delay the girl's home."

"Men in the world can also love each other, wouldn't it be a beautiful thing to travel the world together?"

Ling Ziyou kowtowed: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty forgives your sins, Your Majesty is magnanimous, let me spare you the little one. The little one has a quick talk, and never dares to have the slightest blasphemy or unreasonable thoughts towards the immortal master. The immortal master is like me Like a new moon, it is clear and pure, and it can heal the world when it hangs far away from the sky..."

"Genius doctor, you knocked your head too loudly. Someone is asleep in the main room."

Ling Ziyou crouched on the eaves trembling: "Your Majesty is wise..."

Hong Yao said flatly: "I thought that if a genius doctor is romantic, he must be accompanied by a beautiful woman, and I know the heart of a beautiful woman."

This is the downfall of the Celestial Master. Your Majesty is going to deal with the servant?

Or is it purely because of the immortal master's heart disease, wanting to relieve the immortal master's boredom?

Ling Ziyou pondered the holy meaning for a long time, and said nervously: "Beauties...all like beauty. Some people like pearls and jewellery, and some people like beautiful flowers and flowers. Do what they like, be considerate and love each other, persevere, and finally the two will be happy. The idea...hasn't been put into practice yet."

Hong Yao lowered his eyes: "The bodies of the guards are placed in Yong'an Palace. I don't want to see a big epidemic before I take measures."

Ling Ziyou heaved a sigh of relief secretly, and finally came to the question he was good at.

He is familiar with spiritual herbs, acupuncture and moxibustion, he can cure various common diseases in the countryside, and has experienced major epidemics.

Hong Yao said: "You don't have to wait here anymore. Go get Zhaoge and the old men who know medical skills to move, you should take precautions."

"Also, the ban on printing books will be lifted soon. You ask them to compile the experience of each family into a book, which must be detailed and easy to understand. It is clearly written in the preface that it is because the immortal master saved Dajing and prayed for him. I will call Feiluan Wei cooperates with you, if necessary, it will not hurt to see blood."

Ling Ziyou kowtowed: "Here..."

"Go down..."

"Your Majesty..." Ling Ziyou started to take out the porcelain bottle from his sleeve, "This is a newly refined medicine, the prescription and symptoms are written on a note, the fairy master has a fever today, I am really worried, can you... ..."

"Do you want an in-person consultation?" Hong Yao took all the medicines and smiled coolly.

"Young one, get out of here..." Ling Ziyou raised his hands high, and quickly rolled down the eaves.

When it landed, Ling Ziyou's upward hairline was blown by the wind, making it cool.He touched it sadly, and added a few more hairs between his fingers.

Ling Ziyou tiptoed back to the small black room, grabbed the manuscripts that had been silently written on the table, and looked through them with a smile in front of the moonlight, suddenly his eyes felt sore.

"Why are there more? It's endless." Ling Ziyou wiped his face carelessly.

He has been worried about the immortal master's injury for a long time, thinking that the "sickness of crying anytime, anywhere" infected by the people of Zhaoge has already healed, but the tears still cannot be controlled and want to run out.

No way, after listening to the emperor's order, I became emotional.

Before the Fuguang Festival, there were medical books in the world.

Tianshikeng killed the great scholars of the Zhuzi School, and many medical books on pathology and pharmacology were also burned together, breaking the inheritance.Almost every master memorizes a few books, forcing the apprentices to practice silently burning since childhood, and to practice silently after burning.

This has made it more difficult to study medicine, and the number of people practicing medicine has dropped sharply.

Physicians in Dajing are almost monopolized by the court and famous families today, and mountain doctors are rare and hard to find.In addition, doctors from various factions attacked each other, experience and prescriptions were not circulated privately, and it was difficult to produce new famous doctors in the mountains and fields.

Once it is released, it will be immediately rushed by rich people to pay for it, and the price of prescriptions and consultation fees will rise accordingly.

When civilians get sick, they often have only one way to die.

Ling Ziyou's mentor, the Poison Saint Zhu Shengshou, wandered in Luo'an Mountain in his early years, and was rescued by the then head.

She was moved by the leader's wish to help the world, she realized new medical skills from the true energy of martial arts and spiritual herbs, learned the experience of predecessors from the remaining medical manuscripts of Xuanji Pavilion, and finally succeeded in learning, and swore: "You saved me!" Me, I will go to save the world. Physical and mental illnesses can be cured, so you don’t have to wait for death. The disciples I have taught only care about the diseases of poverty, not the diseases of wealth. Disciples teach disciples, repay each other with kindness, and so on.”

That's why I wish the disciples of the holy hands to see the free clinic, and refused to invite the famous family to make enemies everywhere, and all of them have practiced the good kung fu of running away and pretending to be dead.

Ling Ziyou believed in Zhu Shengshou's ideal, and ran the most diligently, bringing out a few clever little apprentices every time he stopped in a mountain.

Looking at Hong Yao's attitude towards medical books, it is clear that he wants to break the monopoly and let medical skills pass down from top to bottom.Maybe within a few decades, Dajing's life and death will be much less.

Ling Ziyou squatted on the ground with his chin in his hands, wiped his face, and laughed again.

He thought: Your majesty is wise and powerful, I don't know if he is a born sage or he was taught the way by the fairy in the dream... Could it be that the fairy in the dream of your majesty is the fairy teacher entrusting the dream.

The immortal master brought all of these, it is really the bright moon that saves the world, and the sun that washes away the blood.May the immortal master have peace of mind and get better soon.

The good days are coming, and the night can stay up again!

A few days later, Xie Huai'an's fever subsided, and only a little dizziness and weakness remained.

Most of his heart and lung diseases were cured by the white light and the elixir, and he would not be startled by the noise at ordinary times, only when he was panicked and anxious, he would be out of breath and have heart palpitations.

But as soon as Hong Yao leaves, he will fall into panic.

Hong Yao and the golden chain are like his safe haven, without them, he will return to the blood color, his heart is tightened, and his whole body begins to tingle.

He didn't dare to go out either, as soon as he saw the bluestone slabs in the yard similar to the entrance of Fenxiang Building, he would have horrible hallucinations and his breathing would be out of rhythm.

"Your Majesty, you are still here."

Xie Huai'an was wrapped in a white velvet blanket, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Hong Yao who was guarding the bed, and smiled softly: "I'm fine...Kong Qing's accident was an accident, it must have scared her. Your Majesty takes care of everything, so don't worry about it." me."

Xie Huai'an's smile froze for a moment after he finished speaking. Thinking of Hong Yao's leaving, he closed his eyes and endured a burst of heart palpitations.

Hong Yao sat by the bed and said helplessly: "I will think about it, and the group of people kneeling outside Yong'an Palace should also be dealt with...Since it's all right, sir, don't hold on to the chain."

Xie Huai'an reluctantly let go: "I'm holding it, I didn't pay attention. Then... when will His Majesty leave?"

"In such a rush to chase me away?" Hong Yao wiped off the cold sweat from Xie Huai'an's forehead.

Xie Huai'an said: "National affairs are the most important thing, the king of a country condescends to accompany me by my bed. If important matters are delayed, I really feel uneasy."

Xie Huai'an smiled lowly: "And I... can't help His Majesty now."

During the past few days, Xie Huai'an took out the air conditioner and exited the system interface.

The deviation value of the system, which is accurate to the decimal point, has dropped by half, and the message said: "Thank you for your hard work, the novice guidance function is over. The function of farmland water conservancy calculation, forest fire prevention warning and other functions will be loaded soon. The loading will be completed slowly considering the physical condition of the host. ,Please wait."

Xie Huaian tried to call the system, but there was no response.

The new icon and version number on the interface indicated that the functions of the system were all there, and there would be new updates in the future as the deviation value gradually decreased, but they would not pop up suddenly to urge him to work.

Xie Huai'an was happy for a while, then felt lost for a while, and fell into confusion again.

He didn't think about his future path.

His original plan was to apply to Hong Yao to suspend his death and leave the palace after defeating the Celestial Master, so as to live a new life.

As a result, now...he doesn't want to leave Hong Yao.

He missed Hong Yao's embrace, the heat flowing through his body, the care he took after each time, and even the golden chain that protected him.

Seeing the young emperor's heroic appearance, his heart felt numb and became strange.

But what identity did he use to stay?

The male concubine locked in the deep palace?Just thinking about the green cobblestone road in front of Fenxiang Tower would make his whole body ache, not to mention living in Yong'an Palace, which is a place where celestial masters have been entrenched for a hundred years and killed countless people to create living corpses.

Be a monarch and minister?I have to work hard every day, I'm a little tired, why don't I have a yard to lie down and try my best.

These are just some assumptions.He doesn't have the strength to walk now, so he might just lie down and be a salted fish.

Fortunately, Hong Yao didn't mention how to arrange him, but only said——

"The body is the most important thing. Let's talk about it after he recovers." Then he covered him with a blanket, stretched his ankles, and then locked the safe gold chain.

Hong Yao looked at Xie Huai'an's depression, his face was gloomy, as if he was considering some important decision against his will.

Hong Yao said: "Sir, are you in a hurry to help with work? It's rare... don't worry, as long as you are willing to do things, you will be as busy as a mountain."

Xie Huaian: "?"

Xie Huai'an smiled dryly: "No, there's no rush. I'd better lie down, I'm still a little dizzy..."

Hong Yao took Xie Huai'an's hand and went to hold the gold chain again: "Mr. has been lying down for several days, and his bones are becoming softer and weaker. The weather is fine today, with a clear blue sky. Shall I take Mr. for a walk around?"

Xie Huai'an's forehead was filled with cold sweat again.

He glanced longingly at the paper window, and shuddered at the thought of the stumped limbs surging in his hallucinations.

His breathing became a little short, his hands became stiff and cold, and he smiled at Hong Yao nonchalantly: "Forget about today, Your Majesty, leave me alone, hurry up and go."

Hong Yao followed Xie Huai'an's pulse, and slowly lost some warmth.

"Are you going to see Zhou Boluan? That kid has a good memory, he's a quick learner, and he's willing to do hard and dirty work. Maybe he'll be transferred to help your husband in the future."

"Okay, another day..."

Xie Huai'an was a little moved, thinking that Hong Yao might leave if he wanted to see Zhou Yin, his heart beat wildly, and he became nervous again: "I'm really dizzy today, I'm afraid that something will happen to Bo Luan and scare him."

Hong Yao squeezed Xie Huai'an's fingertips, which were not covered with warmth: "I will take my husband to another place to lie down? Pei Xiuyi made a broken...exquisite and ingenious mechanism, and the sweet cake that the second master is good at. Do you want to eat it first, sir? If you want, you should leave now, they are all in the Fenxiang Building."

Xie Huai'an's body froze.

When he heard the word Fenxianglou, his heart suddenly burst into dull pain, and all the broken bones all over his body screamed.

Xie Huaian desperately suppressed the thought of struggling, his back was drenched in cold sweat.

"No...not necessary." Xie Huai'an reluctantly said.

"I have to go, there are some matters that must be dealt with on the spot today." Hong Yao let a trace of true energy protect Xie Huai'an's heart, and let go of his hand.

Xie Huai'an silently swallowed a word: Don't go.

The young emperor was wearing a black and red court dress, with murderous intent rolling in his green eyes.

Who is Hong Yao going to kill?Killing must be a person who deserves to die, a person who has committed many crimes.These people die one day earlier, and those who are available in Qingliu can go to court one day earlier.

He, who is nestled in the soft fragrant quilt, is lucky to be cared for, how can he be a stumbling block?

Xie Huai'an half leaned against the head of the bed and smiled at Hong Yao: "Mmm..."

"Mister's complexion is not good, is there any discomfort?" Hong Yao lowered his eyes and asked.

Xie Huaian shook his head.

"That's it, Kong Qing will be here soon, sir, don't panic." Hong Yao stepped back and left the room.

Xie Huaian smiled stiffly.

The moment the robe completely disappeared from sight, Xie Huai'an couldn't bear it any longer, and tremblingly lay down in the bedding, breathing heavily.

He hastily clutched the gold chain, wrapping it around his hand carelessly as a comfort, reminding that the blood is gone and he is safe.

Yet hallucinatory stings drilled through the cracks in his bones, grinding and cutting him.

"click".

His whole body began to tingle, as if he clearly heard the sound of his neck breaking.

Every inch of his bones seemed to be smashed again, his eyes were black and red, and he could hardly see anything clearly. As he was spinning around, there seemed to be a rusty smell in his throat, and panic came back.

"Mr. will kill me sooner or later." Hong Yao's voice reappeared soon, from far to near.

Xie Huai'an was still awake, when the quilt suddenly sank.

A ball of hair landed on his leg and twittered into his arms.

"Huai'an! Chacha! Huai'an!" Fatty shouted.

Xie Huai'an's hallucinations dissipated, but he still clenched the gold chain tightly.

The big parrot's black bean-like eyes turned to the gold chain, pecked it twice, and kept rubbing against Xie Huai'an's hand with its head tilted.

"No, fat, itchy..." Xie Huai'an avoided it.

"Chacha! Chacha!" Pangpang was even happier to get the response, flapping his wings and jumping up and down on the bedding.

Xie Huai'an couldn't help but gasped for breath, looking at Hong Yao: "Your Majesty...why did you come back suddenly?"

"Some things have to be dealt with on the spot."

Hong Yao said lightly.

Hong Yao's movements were smooth and smooth, without giving Xie Huai'an any time to react.

He threw away the golden cage where the parrot lived, lifted the white velvet blanket and pinched Xie Huai'an's ankle, took out a gold needle and opened the ankle ring.

And behind him, he wrapped the long gold chain around his hand expressionlessly.

With a "click", the gold chain was broken with bare hands.

Xie Huaian: "..."

There was a gloomy wind blowing on Hong Yao's face, and he slowly tugged at the gold chain, making the "click" sound one after another.

The strong chain was broken into pieces and scattered on the ground.

Xie Huai'an and Pangpang didn't move anymore, they huddled together, trembling and looking at Hong Yao.

Hong Yao patted the non-existent dust on his hands, and laughed: "I don't need these anymore. Sir, what's the matter with holding the chain? Call me if you are afraid, call me if you feel pain, call me if you want to go out but dare not go out—" ——I will be by my husband's side, from before to now. Don't you understand who should you rely on?"

"I..." Xie Huai'an lost his voice.

Hong Yao said: "Sir, I remember all the wishes you said earlier."

"I'll ask again. Now I have the cutest fat bird in the world, I have a yard, I have a soft bed. The raccoon slave and the dog sent people to look for it. What do you want to eat, play with, go out and meet some People who know how to cry, why don't you take a look at the blue sky and let the wind out?"

Xie Huai'an locked the door of his heart filled with blood mist and forgot where the key was, and opened a crack with a "click".

The author has something to say: The comment written by the little angel Jiang Qiguang in Chapter 43 is so fragrant, it sucks:

【If Huaian is in modern times】

Huai'an, the youngest son of the Xie family, played the violin superbly. Every girl in the academy wanted to slip love letters into the door of the piano room while he was playing. Unfortunately, Huai'an was not in good health, and nine out of ten were not at school. in the piano room.

Until one day, a girl who admired the chief of the ballet major next door, heard a piano sound that was so familiar to her in the chief's special practice room...

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Little Angel of Irrigation Nutrient Solution: 14 bottles of Metamorphosis; 10 bottles of Mu Mumu; 5 bottles of Changfeng Drinking Full Sleeve; 1 bottle of Zhushui and Jiang Qiguang;

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