Heavenly Star
Chapter 129: Young Master Shinto Ye
“My mother did not necessarily leave the palace once a year, and she hasn't left the palace in recent months. Would this... be man-made?” Dragon Zhengyang Road.
“Then investigate those whom the Queen has recently approached. My medicine is low, helpless, I have high hopes, I have no face to stay any longer, this is goodbye. ”
Shuinan crane shook his head and turned around to prepare to leave. Though he has roughly figured out the causes of the Queen's illness, today's purpose has been fulfilled. But for a theologian, the word "powerless” is always the greatest failure and shame. He hasn't had these four words in years.
Finally, hope was severely extinguished. Lin's upper and lower houses were like dead ashes, as if they had fallen into the abyss of 10,000 people. There was no other mood for Shuinan Crane. Lin Xiu is not only the sister of the Forest War, the daughter of Lin Maniac, but also the queen of the heavenly dragon kingdom. This status is too important for the Lin family. If he loses it, his Lin family's power will fall invisible.
“Cactus walks slowly.” Dragonfly shouted, powerless. Long Zhengyang's sad face was bleak, and Long New Year had poured into Lin Xiu's bed and cried.
At this moment, a eunuch rushed in and knelt down: “Your Majesty, Dr. Li Yu asked to see you about the illness of Queen Mother. ”
Dragonfly's eyes shine: “Could he have thought of a cure? Call him in. ”
Shuinan crane, who was about to step out of the door, also stopped, whispering: "Oh? If that's true, how can I not stay and ask for advice? ”
The face of forest warfare and forest anger is still gray, and there is no sense of excitement arising from it. Even the Pharmaceutical Immortals of the Nanhuang Emperor can't help it. How can these mediologists really do anything if they can't even see the cause of the disease?
Li Yuyi hurriedly walked in. He is currently the oldest qualified medical doctor in the palace and does not need to kneel in front of dragonflies in an informal setting. He hasn't spoken yet. Dragonfly first said, “Li Aiqing, what did you come up with to treat the queen? ”
Dr. Li shook his head: “Lao Shen is ashamed. Don't consult and treat her. Even the Queen's mother's condition is beyond comprehension. Although Wei Shen is helpless, Wei Shen recommends a Doctor Dodger, who may have a way to cure the Queen Mother. ”
“Oh, who is it? The queen doesn't have much time. Say it!” Dragonfly pointed him in the eye.
“Yes... the man recommended by the elder minister is not someone else, but Ye Wuchen, the son of the Ye family.” Dr. Li took it seriously. It was precisely Wang Wencheng who invited Ye Wuchen to heal the "memory loss disorder” of one of the three royal doctors. Ye Wuchen was put to the ground by a spoken word to deter the five bodies. Although all three promised to keep a secret from Ye Wuchen, at this time, the life of the queen was at stake, and he cared what credibility he had.
Dragonfly's eyebrows twisted, obviously not surprising Dr. Li Yu's name. Lin Maniac, who was angry with the clouds, couldn't help but scold: “Lord Li, this is a matter of the Queen's life, you are still in the mood to joke! Ye family, besides painting and playing cock, what else will they do! There's no cure for this disease. You pushed the Ye family out. This is ridiculous! ”
Instead of taking care of him, Dr. Li went on to say to Dragonfly: "Your Majesty, the old man has absolutely no play. At the time, Lady Ye asked Weishen, as well as Lord Wang, to go to Ye Fu together to heal his amnesia. However, the three Weishen have not yet begun to heal, and Mr. Ye said in one word that the hidden diseases of the three Weishen had not even appeared to us ourselves, were not bad, and gave the countermeasures respectively. This can only be done with eyesight. Such an appalling medical technique, the three Weishen have never heard of it before. It is really admirable to Lord Ye's Five Bodies, suspected to be Heavenly Man. Poor Weishen thinks he's a smart doctor all his life. He's like a 13-year-old in front of Mr. Ye Jia. It's not worth mentioning! ”
“Lord Wang and Lord Zhang can testify in this matter. The three Weishen had promised to keep it a secret for the Ye family, but at this moment, the Queen's mother's life was in danger, and Weishen had to come forward in her name. With this amazing medical technique, perhaps you can really save Queen Mother. ”
The dragon creeps and moves, Ye Wuchen once again gave him a big shock. He began to wonder how many horrible things were hidden from the teenager he was even somewhat afraid of.
“Such a teenager? That old man is gonna get a good look at me.” The miraculous light flashed in Shuinan Hemei, turning back to the hall, standing quietly beside him, like a winter Yang Song, arrogantly immobile.
“Are you serious?” The dragonfly is fully believed, but the export confirms it.
“It's true! Lord Wang and Lord Zhang are both outside the door. The Emperor will know if he asks. Wei Shen dared not speak voluntarily about the endangerment of Queen Mother's life.” Dr. Li Yu believed in Dandan's way.
“Hmm! He's a grown-up doll, even if some surgery can go up to where? Can't you be taller than Senior Pharmacist? Your Majesty, this must be done artificially. Since he has been unable to return to heaven, even though the elderly minister is desperate for grief, he must also dump all of them to personally seize the real murderer, and ask His Majesty's permission.” Lin Manic Sounds painful. He doesn't believe Ye Wuchen has the ability to save Lin Xiu, let alone reluctance to believe. His words were accepted by almost everyone - there was no way to do it, and even if a man under the age of twenty had a skilled medical skill that did not match his age, could he have surpassed the myth of medicine fairy?
Dragon Zhengyue, who was burying his head and crying, also cried: “Father, there is no way even a cactus can help, Mother and Queen really has no help, let the children and grandfather thoroughly check the palace up and down, how about seizing the real murderer? ”
Long Zhengyang went forward: “Father, the child thinks you should invite Prince Ye to try it. Mr. Ye's painting skills and manipulation skills have reached the realm of Heavenly Man. Thousands of people have witnessed this. His medical uncertainty has also evolved. Otherwise, how could Master Li, who is highly skilled in medicine, make such a choice? This is about the life of the mother and the queen, so you have to try. If Mr. Ye has no choice, it is not too late to think of other ways. We cannot assume arbitrarily that Mr. Ye must be helpless. When Mr. Ye was on stage, which was not unexpected. This time, he might as well really surprise us. ”
Dragonfly turned his head and sighed: "Yang, go to Ye Fu and bring him personally. ”
“Yes, Father!” Long Zhengyang answered and rushed out quickly.
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Ye Wuchen sat in front of a drawing board, half squinting his eyes. His right hand seemed to casually apply it on the drawing paper in front of him. I didn't know what he was drawing, and occasionally a gentle smile appeared on his face. Not far from him, he sat in the same position as his eyes in that soft queen bed, playing with colored paper of all colors in his hand. Cohesive snow is teaching the eyes to fold paper flowers, and the eyes are also learning quickly, very seriously. Getting used to the blade of heaven's punishment, the most important thing in your hand is flexibility.
“Young Master... Young Master, His Royal Highness the Prince is here. We have an important meeting with the Young Master. He is now waiting in the front hall.” There was a rushing sound from Ye Qi outside the door. Ye Wuchen's brush also stopped at this moment, and this pair he painted all morning perfectly.
“Tell the Prince I'll be right there.” He placed the brush and gently brushed it on the paper empty-handed, easily steaming the ink from it completely.
“Yes!” Ye Qi answered.
Ye Wuchen rolled up the heart of the painting and found a red wire to tie it up. Then he smiled satisfied and turned around. “Cher, brother needs to go out for a while. Why don't you go play with your sister and give her this painting for me? ”
“Well, okay.” Snow curled down the piece of paper in his hand and sat beside the bed, smiling sweetly and shaking his two white feet. Ye Wuchen naturally knew what she was thinking, smiled softly, walked over and gently put her socks on, then put the painting in her hand, “I should be right back. If I'm late, have dinner with my sister. ”
“Well, then I went. ”
When Ye Wuchen left, Ye also put on shoes and socks for his eyes, and said: “Eyes, I will take you to your palace today, but you must hide and not be seen by others. ”
When Ye Wuchen came to the front hall, Long Zhengyang was anxious to walk there, saw him come in, didn't have time to say hello, and dragged him out: “Brother Ye, my mother is ill, her life is in danger at any time, go with me to the palace, horse I am ready. ”
“But…”
“Brother Ye, don't make excuses. You are a sword god, and medical thought must be absolutely extraordinary. Dr. Li Yu in the palace also recommended your medicine. My mother's life depends on you. If you succeed, you are a great benefactor to me, if you fail, no one will blame you.” Dragon Zhengyang quickly pulled him out of the door, where two horses had stopped.
“All right then. I've also heard of the Queen's illness. I do understand medicine. Since Brother Long sees me, let me do my best. ”
Ye Wuchen jumped on the horseback and rode alongside Long Zhengyang.
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“Sister, this is the painting my brother asked me to give you.” Snow curled his toes and lifted the painting that Ye Wuchen had given her to Ye Shuiyao's eyes. Ye Shuiyao is not less tall than Ye Wuchen, but has also hidden, and the snow condensation station can only reach the waist side.
Ye Shuiyao took over the painting, and Qiushui's eyes flashed complex for a while before his heart expanded the painting.
There were only two people, two of whom she knew best, one by herself and one by her brother. In the painting, she fell on Ye Wuchen's shoulder with a slightly deformed face, but still had a beautiful and beautiful smile. Ye Wuchen's hands rubbed against her waist, scratched and flexed, with a narrow smile on her face.
The picture was so familiar, so natural, it was like wrapping that moment around her heart and waving it in front of her again. Ye Shuiyao's heart strings were heavily slashed, in his mind, reflecting himself and him that day... and his voice, his every move, every expression.
“Why... you do this every time... over and over again... don't you know... is this really dangerous...” she suddenly lost her soul and muttered. Unconsciously, she leaned against her chest and closed her eyes to soothe her heart, which suddenly became very messy and painful.
“Sister, what did my brother paint? I really want to see it.” The snow curled up his toes so hard that he wanted to see the painting in Ye Shuiyao's hand, but unfortunately his body was too delicate to do what he wanted.
Ye Shuiyao closed the painting in his hand and asked silently: “What is he doing? ”
“Him? Is he your brother? My brother went out, he should have gone to the palace... it seems to be an urgent matter.” Snowflake answered honestly.
“…” she asked no more, just standing there with this painting, confused, not knowing what to do and thinking, like losing her soul.