Bone Painting Coroner

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On weekdays, Mo Ruo seems to be addicted to the paper drunk gold fan.

but--

He is sober

It seems that since Jean Ji Yunshu agreed to that condition, he has been ready to plan.

Jing Xian smiled: "Although Mr. Ji is smart, there are some things that are not omnipotent. Whether he can leave the palace is really an unknown number."

The tone is weak!

Mo Ruo reached out and patted him on the shoulder, saying: "It will be out of the palace."

Very firm!

Over the years, Mo Ruo has said this to him countless times.

Poof—

A pigeon suddenly flew to the window.

In front of the window were some scattered rice grains, the pigeons paced and lowered their heads and began to peck.

Mo Ruo's eyes lit up, walked over, picked up some grains of rice, and threw them on the window sill again, with a "tumble" in his mouth.

Play with pigeons.

The pigeon was also not afraid of people, and continued to bow down hard to peck.

"Did you keep this pigeon for many years?" said Mo Ruo.

Jingxian said "Yes": "Yes, after three or four years, when I first came there, I was always afraid of strangers. Now, I am familiar with it, and I am not afraid anymore. From time to time, I still fly to my shoulders, and I'm close and close."

A smile!

Mo Ruo glanced back at him, and was sleepy: "You said you were in the deep palace, what's wrong with raising, why did you like to keep a pigeon? One day, if it flew away and didn't come back, wouldn't you be sad to die. "

"It's better to fly away, indicating that it doesn't like this cage!"

What logic is this!

However, Mo Ruo understood what he meant, and he knew that Jingxian was a bird with broken wings and could not fly into the blue sky or out of the palace.

So, maybe I just want to raise a pigeon for comfort.

Treat as complementary!

After teasing the pigeons for a while, the two chatted for a while.

Moruo took a pulse for Jingxian and nodded: "Well, it is better than before. The medicine I prescribe must be continued to drink, and the medicine in the hospital is absolutely untouchable."

"Yep!"

"The weather these days is also unstable. It will rain and clear a while, and don't catch cold. That's the most important thing."

"Yep!"

Very clever.

And when Mo Ruo left, Jing Xian suddenly summoned Fu Lu and ordered: "Go and bring me the warm wine I had before."

"Yes."

Fu Lu bowed, and immediately took the wine.

He handed it to Mo Ruo, and said, "This is what the prince specially prepared for you, and it is a good peach brew, which has been warmed."

The faint scent of wine flowed out from the mouth of the wooden hawthorn and rushed to the tip of the nose.

All eyes are shining.

Take it, open the lid of the wine bottle and take a sip.

The whole person suddenly had a lot of energy, his eyes narrowed, and his expression was like a flower, and it opened.

The mouth could not help admiring: "Good wine is really good wine. In this world, the only person who can make such wine is you. Only you can make the wine that best suits my heart."

Jing Xian was happy to see him like it.

I looked at the sky outside and said, "The next time you come, I will prepare a few more pots. It will not be too early. Let's leave the palace quickly."

"Okay, I'll see you again in a few days."

Come and drink!

Mo Ruo held the wine and left the Tongren Hall happily.

After Mo Ruo left, Jingxian asked Fulu to retreat, and he got up hard from the rocking chair and took a feeble step to the window.

Looking at the pigeon still pecking, he stretched out his long fingers and gently stroked the feathers of the pigeon.

The corner of the mouth is raised slightly, and said: "Dove, pigeon, thanks to you all these years."

The pigeon responded with a bang.

Flickering his wings, he flew away immediately, and soon disappeared into his sight.

He folded back to the rocking chair and looked down, looking at the burnt ashes in the stove.

The powerless palms clasped tightly.

The original warm eyes also instantaneously reflected a chilling light.

"Mother, coming soon, coming soon!"

...

Mo Ruo left the Tongren Hall and was going to the South Gate, but halfway, he stopped, changed his direction, and headed for the Zhaoxian Hall.

Originally, as a person outside the palace, Mo Ruo could not enter the palace casually, or enter or leave the harem.

But who made his dead dad used to be a doctor in the palace, and his art is outstanding, he left the palace in middle age, the emperor's special gift, the Mo family, can enter the palace at any time, without any token.

This benefit, Mo Ruo naturally touched the edge.

At the Zhaoxian Temple, the eunuch led him in and brought a pot of good tea, but he pushed it aside and began to drink the pot of peach blossom that Jingxian warmed for him.

Aromatic!

"Mogongzi, wait a moment, Princess Huiwen went to Princess Jingxuan, and probably came back after a while." The eunuch said in a good voice.

After all, Mo Ruo is a magician, in case he gets sick, he is also expected to save himself!,

It's pretty beautiful.

Mo Ruo was not in a hurry, just wait, he simply drank in the hall while drinking.

I didn't know how long it had passed, so I leaned on the pear chair and squinted.

By the time he woke up, he was half an hour away.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Kong Yu sitting not far away, holding a spoon in his hand, and gently stirring into the bowl.

"Wake up? Why drink it like this?"

Kong Yu's voice is as good as ever.

Mo Ruo sat upright, pressed his temples with his hands, frowned and asked, "How long have I slept?"

"Soon, only half an hour."

Kong Yu came with the bowl of decoction soup, handed him, and said, "Wake up and wake up, otherwise, I will ask someone to carry you out of the palace."

Mo Ruo took it, and began to drink without blinking.

Kong Yu said: "You are so true, why did you start drinking with a few jugs of wine? You are not afraid of causing trouble. This is the Royal Palace, not your Yuhua Pavilion, nor your rivers and lakes."

Tone, with a little girl-like complaint.

A bowl of sobered soup, it seems that Mo Ruo did not wake up a bit, raised his heavy eyelids, and gave Kong Yu a glance.

Said: "This peach blossom is brewed for me by Jingxian. It is a pity not to drink it while it is still warm."

"Oh? So, are you going to see him?"

"Yep."

"Then, the king's body is okay? A few days ago, I heard from some court ladies that he was sick again, and the doctor went there and said that he was old." Kong Yu wriggled worriedly and sat down beside him. .

Mo Ruo just breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The root cause of the disease that has been falling all year round must be cured slowly. It will be better sooner or later, but his temperament is too weak and his desire to survive is not strong. If he is out of the palace, it is estimated that he can't eat it. "

"Out of the palace?"

Kong Yu was slightly shocked and leaned in Moruo's direction, asking: "Can it? The emperor ordered that he not be allowed to leave the palace to build the palace."

Interesting reminder tone.