Ye Lingyue didn't flinch, stepped forward, and put her middle finger on Di Qiluo's wrist.
Di Qiluo was waiting for Ye Lingyue's diagnosis.
When Ye Lingyue's hand fell, he only heard Di Qiluo's pulse steady and powerful, much stronger than the average person.
Look at her blood flow all over her body, everything is clear, and the power of the demon in her body is also very thick.
"Between the Six Destiny and Seven Destiny Emperors, it seems that in the next few days, Di Qi Luo will break through."
Ye Lingyue used Di Ding to check the lifeblood of Emperor Qiluo, and determined that she might break through in a few days.
Regardless of the strength of Emperor Shakya and Xi Jiuye, Emperor Qiluo is indeed the best choice for the younger chief of the Emperor Demon family.
It's just ... Ye Lingyue looked up and down, and didn't see anything wrong with Di Qiluo.
"how is it?"
Di Qiluo opened his eyes, a pair of playful eyes in his eyes.
"The young patriarch's muscles are strong and his six veins are stable ..."
Ye Lingyue pondered.
"Yes, then why have I been having trouble sleeping? It seems that you are no different from those witch doctors."
Di Qiluo sneered.
She knows her physical condition, except that her sleep is worse, she has nothing wrong.
She just wanted to tentatively explore how this so-called healer who knew the technique of facial appearance was different from other sorcerers.
Now it seems that it is no different.
This kind of person can be used, but it is not useful, and it is impossible to become his own confidant.
Di Qiluo is already in the bottom of his heart and has judged Ye Lingyue.
"The young patriarch please listen to me. Although the young patriarch does not have any pain, it is even stronger than the ordinary emperor. However, the young patriarch suffers from heart disease."
Ye Lingyue said unhurriedly.
Di Qiluo's face changed slightly after hearing her say.
"What kind of heart disease? How can I never hear people mention it, I have heart disease."
"The so-called heart disease is the qi of depression. The young patriarch has something in his heart, and there is suffering, and he becomes depressed after a long time."
Ye Lingyue said with a smile.
"Nonsense, I will have any heart disease. Although my child is dead, it is nothing new. At most, I am worried. What is the cause of depression?"
Di Qiluo's expression was very excited, as if he was stabbed in Ye Lingyue's mind, a little hysterical.
Ye Lingyue saw her reaction in her eyes, and she became more suspicious of Di Qiluo.
"The young patriarch doesn't need to be angry, and he just judges according to the pulse. The young patriarch's eyelids are blue, and the lips are red. However, a doctor who consulted a doctor did not intend to spy on the privacy of the young patriarch. "
Ye Lingyue has only a few words, but it is said that Di Qiluo's complexion has changed.
She did something bad and thought about it ... let it go, these two points were really taken by her.
None of the witch doctors in the family found their hidden illness, but was told by a little doctor who had just entered the city.
It seems that the other party is really a bit capable.
Di Qi Luo sighed and sat up.
"As you said, what should I do to cure this disease ... I have some heart problems, but it is because of my son. You also know that my child Emperor Shijia died unfortunately, the murderer has not yet been found, and I am a mother It ’s normal to be thoughtful, but it ’s not a matter of worrying. You can prescribe some medicines to help me fall asleep. If things are successful and I am rooted, I will definitely be rewarded. "
Di Qiluo explained, Ye Lingyue sneered in the bottom of his heart.
This woman really loves acting.
She suffered from insomnia for a long time, at least for hundreds of years, but she just said that she was recently infected.
Although Di Qiluo has strong makeup and looks well-maintained, her eyes are black and her lips are unusually red, but she cannot conceal her.
There must be something in her mind.
Moreover, the impact of this matter on her is comparable to that of the death of Disha, most of her.
"The young patriarchs don't need to worry. I understand the method of acupuncture. As long as you help acupuncture a few times, you can help sleep. If the young patriarchs don't believe it, you can give it a try."
Ye Lingyue said with a smile.
After all, she took out a set of needles.
Di Qiluo doubted, looking at Ye Lingyue's needle.
Emperor Qiluo didn't sleep well. In addition to the death of the young patriarch and Emperor Shijia, it was hard for him to sleep for many days.
Although she is a cultivator, she still can't eat her body after sleeping for a few days, but mentally, she is always unsatisfactory.
She doesn't have complete confidence in Ye Lingyue, and she is hesitant to ask Ye Lingyue to step forward.
After pondering for a moment, she still motioned to Ye Lingyue to step forward.
The strength of the other party is very different from that of her own. If the other party has any wrongdoing attempts, she can attack on the spot.
Ye Lingyue did not panic. She stepped forward and saw that she had taken out a few needles.
The needle was golden, thin and thick, and Ye Lingyue moved in his hand. The needle had fallen into Di Qiluo's acupoint.
Di Qiluo only felt a sense of numbness in the temple, as if a worm took a bite.
Immediately, a warm current slowly poured into her temple.
The warm current quickly flowed through his limbs and corpses, which made people feel relaxed and the whole person relaxed.
The disbelieving attitude towards Ye Lingyue earlier disappeared.
Di Qiluo only felt that his eyelids were tired, and had no sleep for many days. At this moment, he was sleepy and tired, and his drowsiness continued to strike.
"Young patriarch, you are tired, you should sleep well."
The woman's voice was soft and soft, as if the feathers were gently twirling in her ears.
Di Qiluo slept deep.
Di Qiluo was asleep on the chaise couch.
"What happened?"
Outside the door, several maids came in and were shocked to see Di Qiluo motionless.
"No problem, I did acupuncture for Madam San. Madam San just fell asleep, so don't wake her up."
Ye Lingyue smiled.
Among the several maids, there was the woman who had brought Ye Lingyue into the room earlier. Then, when Di Qiluo slept just right, the several maids looked at each other.
"Madam has been having trouble sleeping for a few days. The witch doctors in the house have used various methods, but they are useless.
The maid looked at Ye Lingyue's eyes with some respect.
"My wife was worried about Master Shijia's funeral before she fell asleep. Let me help the three masters manage together."
Ye Lingyue only used Ding Xi to stimulate Di Qiluo's sleeping point. Ding Xi closed her acupuncture point. Di Qi Luo would not wake up for a long time.
Taking advantage of this time, Ye Lingyue was looking for a good look in the Emperor's Mansion to see if he could find the soul of Emperor Shakya.
"We have all the utensils requested by the three masters, and we are preparing to send them with my wife. Since the wife ordered you to do things for him, you can come with us."
Several maids did not doubt it, leading Ye Lingyue to leave.