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Seeing Jiang Muxi appearing, Jiang Hanwu frowned, his face was full of worry, he complained slightly like a kind elder.

"Your Highness is not in good health, just resting in the room, why did you get up?"

After Jiang Muxi walked a few steps, sweat broke out on his forehead. He covered his lips with his hand and coughed a few times.

"Mr. Zhuge said that my nephew's body has recovered a lot, and walking on the ground occasionally can help the wound heal. Uncle doesn't need to worry."

Jiang Hanwu stroked his beard and looked at Jiang Muxi in relief, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

"It's fine to take a walk. When His Highness is in better health, I will take His Highness around Shuzhou City."

Jiang Muxi turned her head to look at Jiang Hanwu's face, which was somewhat similar to that of her deceased father, feeling a little dazed.

"Thank you uncle."

Li Fengyou looked at the warm and affectionate scene in front of her, but for some reason she felt a little weird in her heart. She always felt that this King of Southern Border, who was underestimated by almost everyone in the world, was not a simple-minded person.

Jiang Muxi wanted to see His Highness, so she sent two secret letters to Yan Country, but now she was a little worried, if His Highness really came to this state city, and met Jiang Hanwu, if Jiang Hanwu knew His Highness's identity, what would happen to her? Your Highness's safety...

After exchanging a few words with Jiang Hanwu, Jiang Muxi said that he was tired and wanted to go back to his room to rest. Before leaving, he asked Li Fengyou to follow him.

However, Jiang Hanwu's gaze was fixed on Li Fengyou who left with Jiang Muxi. Those deep eyes that shone with sharp light seemed to indicate that he knew something.

Li Fengyou followed Jiang Muxi back to the study, and after dismissing the casual maids, Jiang Muxi sent someone to call Zhuge Changming to the study.

After Zhuge Changming, holding a folding fan, entered the room to salute, Jiang Muxi waved his hand feebly to let them sit down, and then talked about the meeting with Yan Wanting.

"Suzaku, did Princess Yan write back to say when she will come to Shuzhou City?"

Jiang Muxi's expression was a little anxious, he couldn't afford to procrastinate anymore, the secret work placed by Jiang Xunyan next to him almost killed him last time, the longer he waited until Jiang Xunyan stabilized the court, his hope of regaining the throne became more and more elusive .

Li Fengyou didn't sit down, her habit of always being by Yan Wanting's side made her always stand vigilantly beside Jiang Muxi, protecting his safety.

"His Royal Highness will come to meet with His Highness the Crown Prince in person within half a month after replying to the letter."

"Half a month, no, half a month is too long. Five days, Suzaku, I only give her five days. If she doesn't come to Shuzhou City to see me after five days, I will not agree to form an alliance with Yan. "

Zhuge Changming frowned, and he asked tentatively.

"Why does His Royal Highness have to meet Princess Yan? Is it not possible to discuss in letters?"

Jiang Muxi closed her eyes tiredly, as long as the wound on her chest was moved slightly, it would be a dull pain.

"Mr. Zhuge, what I want to discuss with her is the rise and fall of Jiang Guo. If I don't see her with my own eyes, and she doesn't make a promise in person, I won't be able to settle down and cooperate with her."

Jiang Muxi's request is indeed reasonable. He wants to cooperate with Yan Guo, in other words, he wants to collude with other countries' forces to deal with his own brother. He can't rest assured, and he doesn't believe that Yan Guo is willing to cooperate with him. The conditions and purpose It's just his brother's head.

Li Fengyou and Zhuge Changming looked at each other, with worry and hesitation in their eyes.

Even if they didn't agree that it was a good idea for Yan Wanting to come to Shuzhou City to meet Jiang Muxi in a micro-service, since Jiang Muxi made a request, they had to send a letter to Yan Wanting.

Whether to come to Jianguo should be decided by Yan Wanting, they can't stop it and can't change it.

In a deserted corner of Shuzhou City, a snow-white pigeon flapped its wings and flew to the outside of the city wall.

At the same time, Jiang Hanwu, the king of Southern Xinjiang who was patrolling on the city wall, also raised his head. He looked at the desert full of yellow sand in front of him, with an imperceptible smile on his lips.

Yan Guozhu County.

In the back kitchen of the magistrate's mansion, the place where the cooks used to cook has been taken over by Fuan and Liao Ciba and turned into a pharmacy for decocting medicines. In the small room, all the stoves are equipped with boiling medicine The earthen jar, the house is full of tangy medicinal fragrance.

Fuan squatted beside a small stove on the ground, while looking at the prescription in his hand, he took out all kinds of medicinal materials from a large wooden box on the ground and a small compartment, weighed them in his hand, and threw them on the tile. in the can.

Outside the house, Liao Cizheng held a few dry red petals and looked at them thoughtfully. After thinking for a while, she walked in.

There was a flower in front of me, accompanied by an unusual fragrance, a few petals fell lightly into the crock pot in front of me.

Fu An raised his head, looked at Ci with some surprise, and asked.

"Master, what did you add? I put down all the medicine in the prescription."

He replied lightly.

"Dried petals of Yuxin flower."

Fu'an stood up immediately upon hearing the words, and looked at him in disbelief and resigned.

"Master, the petals of yuxinhua are highly poisonous, won't you ruin the prescription by adding them?"

He resigned without saying anything, just said something lightly to try, then turned and walked out.

For the past few days, Fu'an has been decocting medicine almost day and night. She is afraid that others will make a mistake, so she makes every pot of medicine by herself, including the heat, and she is the only one who watches over it.

It's just that the boiled medicine was poured out without saying a word after sniffing it. He didn't explain the reason to Fu'an in detail as before, and even his attitude when facing Fu'an was much colder.

Fu'an felt wronged, but she and her master had been testing the medicine for the concubine Xianfei day and night these days, and she didn't have the heart to ask why the master's attitude towards her had changed.

After resigning and dropping the medicine, she walked out the door again, Fuan's eyes dimmed instantly, she knelt down and wiped her eyes again, holding back the sore nose, picked up a small piece of charcoal from the bamboo basket behind her, and stuffed it into the small stove.

Liao Ci stood under the eaves with a sad face. It's not that she doesn't know Fu'an's grievance and sadness, but she, like Fu'an, has no mind to think about other things.

The most important thing now is to find a way to save Xia Qiulian's life.

She has practiced medicine for many years and studied under a medical saint. She has never encountered such a difficult case in all these years.

Although the world said that her medical skills have already surpassed blue ones, she herself knew that she was far inferior to her master in Lun medical skills. If the master was here, maybe Xia Qiulian would have been saved long ago.

Originally, she went to Feng because she wanted to listen to his views and opinions. Although Feng was expelled from the school by her master early on, and she hated him very much, she had to admit that she was inferior to Feng in terms of poison Gu. Maple.

Originally, Liao Feng told her a way to save Xia Qiulian's life, but that way was so dangerous that she wasn't even half sure.

It was the first time that Liaoci felt so helpless, she closed her eyes in a daze, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

Master, master, if you are still alive, can you...can you clear up the confusion for the disciples.