[Langya Bang] Outside listening

Chapter 25

Wei Zheng devoted all his efforts to obtain a plant of Bingxuancao, put it in a glass bottle, and transported it to Jinling quickly.The Young Pavilion Master of Langya Pavilion was in the Su residence, uttering a few words, which dashed people's hopes.

Master Lin sent everyone away, staring at the fine glazed bottle alone, lost in thought, when suddenly someone outside the window said faintly: "The fragrance of cold flowers in the garden is clearer, and no one responds to calling Mei Lang. Is this a good word?"

Lin Chen hissed like a toothache: "Where did this brat come from, why did he poke people's hearts so hard?"

The bear kid came over the window, and sat on the window sill and couldn't get down: "Come over the wall, Mr. Su, who knows what's wrong, he is determined not to let me in."

Lin Chen raised his eyelids and cupped his hands carelessly: "His Royal Highness King An."

King An responded with a smile: "Young Pavilion Master Lin. The young Pavilion Master really recognizes me. Langya Pavilion knows the world's affairs, and its reputation is well-deserved."

Lin Chen continued to study the green one in the bottle: "I also know why Changsu didn't see you, do you want to hear it? The price is clearly marked, and the benefit is 1000 taels."

Xiao Jinglin changed his position on the window sill, and sighed with a smile: "It's so expensive, it's just that he has a lot of thoughts, what exactly is he thinking? You can believe it when he says it? But I still want to know...it's too expensive. I'll use another one." Shall I exchange news with you?"

Lin Chen glanced at him.

The smiling bastard began to drop the book bag: "The poison of fire and cold is in conflict with cold and heat. The bone-crushing and peeling method can remove the muscles and bones, but it can't control the internal organs. Bingxu grass can remove the fire poison, but the blood of ten people is for the cold poison. "

Young Master Lin sneered: "I still use you to teach?"

The half-grown child smiled very beautifully: "What if one person's blood is hotter than ten people's?"

Lin Chen finally looked at him squarely, playing with taste: "That depends, does this person's blood match Changsu's?"

"A nephew is like an uncle like an aunt and nephew. His father and mother are my uncle and my aunt. They are close relatives of flesh and blood. There is no one in the world who is more compatible than me." Xiao Jinglin jumped off the window sill, stretched out his hand to show his wrist veins, his fingers were greasy and soft, You can tell that you are pampered at a glance.

Lin Chen hesitated for a moment, then pressed the man's pulse.After feeling it carefully for a long time, he sighed slowly after a while: "Why are you still alive?"

"Do you think there is no one in the imperial hospital?" Xiao Jinglin jumped up to sit on the table, snatched the glass bottle, and looked at the young green leaves inside in front of the sun. The nature is extremely hot, and the method of making it can no longer be tested. It is so precious to have this left, and the father is kind, use it on me."

"This statement is new. The biological father poisoned his son, and what he poisoned was still the unsolvable Huoyanmian! Even if it is suppressed with medicine, it can't be suppressed for fifteen years, and it often recurs. If it is not treated in time, it will kill people every time. Is this still kind?"

Xiao Jinglin was serious: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't itch, it doesn't bleed, and it doesn't look ugly. It's just a fever, and the drowsy person is gone. It's clean. When there's no poison, there's nothing wrong with it. Why isn't it kind— —It doesn’t matter if he’s kind or not, I’ll exchange blood with Brother Su, and with this Bingxucao and your young master Lin’s medical skills, it’s possible to keep Mei Lang forever?”

Lin Chen lowered his eyes slightly: "Changsu won't agree..."

An Wangba tossed the life-saving glass bottle for fun, and said with a smile: "You just need to tell him that you are saving me by exchanging blood with me. How could Brother Su refuse?"

His brother Su is in the study at this time, making a pot of Kung Fu tea.

It's almost June and it's getting a bit hot. A small red clay stove is burning next to him, and the heat is curling up, but he doesn't sweat at all.Prince Jing is going to be crowned prince soon, so instead of preparing for the complicated ceremony, he has time to come to the Su residence and stare at the boiling water in a daze.

Taking a small cup of fragrant tea, and pushing it in front of the gentleman with plain hands, Mei Changsu's every move is extremely elegant, just looking at him can make his heart sink.

"Your Highness, try it anyway, the taste of this tea is different from the others."

Prince Jing took it, looked at the blue tea soup, didn't drink it, just smelled the aroma, and asked, "Did Jing Lin send it?"

Mei Changsu nodded: "Although I don't see him, His Royal Highness King An still often sends things—"

"—Why didn't Mister see him? Could it be that Mister also knows that my eighth younger brother will never live to be an adult?" King Jing blurted out and regretted it.Mei Changsu had his own considerations when he didn't see King An, and I'm afraid it was all good intentions, and there was no reason for him to be so angry.

Mei Changsu's tea unknowingly slipped out of his hand, smashed it on his knee, and soaked a piece of it on the hem of the smoked green clothes. He suddenly didn't realize it, but looked at Prince Jing in shock: "Your Highness... where did you start?!"

Where to start, it's a long story, and the source needs to be counted more than ten years ago, and the old things are even more palpitating.

"...Although the son never speaks of his father's faults, but what he did! Jing Lin was only five years old, and he was able to do it. As a father, does he have any regrets in his heart?!" Prince Jing said at the end, unconsciously. The blood was on his head, and his eyes were red.

There seemed to be tears in Mei Changsu's eyes, and he turned his head away gently so that Prince Jing could not see him, but his voice trembled uncontrollably: "...I regret it already... I am afraid that the poison has just come on, as a father, he He already regretted it, so someone wanted to save him, so he sent the most powerful imperial physician, who loved him so much these years... But as an emperor, this favor has a premise, that is, His Highness Wang An doesn't remember anything, and he doesn't remember anything. I know...otherwise, only one poisonous attack..."

How much blood is the supreme position.

"I didn't see him because I was vaguely aware of the inappropriateness of being too pampered. His Royal Highness Wang An has been walking on thin ice for more than ten years. He is perfect and transparent, and there is nothing wrong with him. But because Su is a mere counselor, he blatantly offends the face of the sky. I am afraid. Come again, this emperor's kindness will not be able to withstand consumption."

The heart is soft, the emperor's heart is hard, and the heavenly family has no father and son.

The author has something to say: You have to believe that everything we do is for the suzerain (doge)