So, she opened the teapot, put the needle inside, and when she pulled the mechanism at the back, it was filled with water.
She pointed the syringe in the direction of the concubine again, which frightened the concubine and quickly ducked away. The next moment, the tea spurted out from the needle, thinly and far away.
"Don't be afraid, Princess Toffee. This is actually a magic weapon that injects potion into the body. It allows the potion to enter the blood directly, and the disease will heal quickly."
Mu Lingwei smiled again and said: "My master will not punish good people, because he is in charge of the entire Heavenly Palace and is the second-in-command under the Jade Emperor. Did he just say that this thing can absorb people's souls?"
Qing'er said: "Yes, that's exactly what the master of the princess said, he wants to suck away the soul of the princess and take it..."
"Don't worry, concubine. Master, he must have seen something unclean to say this. In fact, he is not talking about you, but the dirty things in your body. I will go to him later to beg for mercy."
, let him do something to collect this ghost."
"Ah, Concubine, what's wrong with your face? I'm really sorry. The master must not have paid attention to the rules when collecting ghosts. I took this old man to apologize to the concubine. He must have seen something dirty on your face, so he hit you.
My Majesty, please slap me twice, but don’t worry, My Majesty, the dirty things have already come out of your body.”
"Bah bang."
Mu Lingwei slapped herself twice with her own hands and said coldly: "Master, please don't hit me so hard next time."
The concubine saw that her expression was very funny, as if she was really talking to another person in her body.
Immediately, Mu Lingwei shouted into the air again: "Master, give the apprentice an ointment."
In an instant, they saw a long strip-like object in her hand. Everyone's eyes widened in fear, staring blankly at the thing that appeared out of thin air.
The next moment, she hurriedly said diligently: "This is for cooling and reducing swelling. I will apply some on it to the concubine immediately, and she will be fine tomorrow."
As she said that, she opened the lid and said, "Don't be afraid, Princess. This medicine has miraculous effects. Your face will not hurt in a while. Why do I feel that my face also hurts? I'll use a little first."
So, she squeezed out another soft, crystal clear liquid with some green color and applied it on her face, shouting into the void: "It feels so comfortable, thank you, Master. Next time you develop medicine, don't be stingy. This
One is too few.”
The next moment, she applied the medicine on the toffee's face. The moment it touched the skin, there was a real fragrance and a bit of icy coldness.
The concubine's eyes were full of suspicion, as if she had forgotten that she wanted to kill Mu Lingwei just a moment ago, and asked: "What is this?"
"Mint ointment has a very good anti-inflammatory and analgesic effect. It's very useful." She kept talking, and everyone was brought in by her.
She replied obediently: "This can also be used as a burn medicine. It will not leave scars when applied. You can also apply a little on it in this weather to relieve the tightness of the skin. It is more effective than ice cream."
The concubine took it and played with it in her hands. She felt that this thing was very strange and she didn't know what material it was made of. She put it in her sleeve and said, "I will go back and let Doctor Zhang check it out."
"Your Majesty, please take good care of it. Just squeeze it a little less and spread it evenly when using it. This thing is worth thousands of gold. It has a price but no market. I guarantee that your Majesty will be radiant after using it and she will be fifteen years old again." Mu Lingwei smiled again.
The concubine's heart has long been moved. She is already in her thirties. Although she is beautiful, she is not as tender as a little girl.
Who doesn't want to stay young forever? Even the Queen Mother often uses folk remedies to keep her appearance... in order to seduce her.
Regardless of whether it works or not, she will try it first. If it doesn't work, it won't be too late to kill her.
She glanced at Mu Lingwei's face again and saw that the swelling had subsided. Just now she had tried her best to preemptively vent her anger on Han'er.
At this time, Aunt Cui also spoke out: "Old slave's legs are also healed. Lameness has tortured me for so many years. I would like to thank you, Princess."
Jun Mohan's head is covered with black lines, and he is also lame...
"You're welcome, Grandma Cui. I have to use acupuncture to clear the blockage in the blood vessels and continue to take medicine. As long as Grandma takes the medicine, I guarantee that she will not relapse."
Suddenly, in front of everyone, Grandma Cui knelt down towards Mu Lingwei and wiped her tears: "I don't want this leg of my old slave. I just feel sorry for the prince. The master of the princess is a god. Old slave.
I beg the princess to treat the prince’s leg as well, even if it costs the old slave’s life.”
Guo Yan also knelt down: "Princess, please let your master treat the prince's leg."
He kowtowed twice more: "As long as the princess can cure the prince's leg, I am willing to let Guo Yan work like a cow or a horse."
Mu Lingwei's face was full of embarrassment. The two of them worked hard for their master.
At this time, Jun Mohan's eyes were cold and he looked arrogant. She was a little confused: "Although my master taught me medical skills, my skills are still shallow. I can only ask my master to let him
If you don’t dare to reply, the old man will try it and it will definitely be cured.”
At this time, everyone present had their own thoughts. The concubine suddenly said: "You mean that your master taught you medical skills and you can cure the prince's leg?"
Mu Lingwei replied obediently: "Actually, I have only learned the third level of my master's skills. Master teaches me medical skills in my dreams every time, and I am still learning. Grandma Cui's legs are indeed my concubine's.
Even if it is cured, there is no guarantee of recovery.”
She added: "But as long as Grandma Cui takes the medicine according to my concubine's prescription and I give her acupuncture every day, she should not suffer anymore."
"As for the prince's legs..."
She added: "In order for your husband to get better, I am willing to give it a try."
Gout cannot be eradicated. Once a person fails to control their diet, it is easy to relapse, so she did not talk fully for fear of being offended.
When Shangguan Han heard this, he was secretly happy. If Brother Han's leg healed, they could be together, and his aunt wouldn't object.
She didn't take a lowly person seriously, until Brother Han divorced her.
So, Shangguan Han said delicately: "Han'er also hopes that Brother Han will get better as soon as possible. Let her treat Brother Han's leg disease..."
She held the concubine's hand and acted coquettishly: "Aunt, didn't you promise Han'er?"
As soon as Shangguan Han acted coquettishly, the concubine softened her heart. She also thought that the people in the imperial city did not want Jun Mohan to get well, and she suddenly became a little worried.
Although she did not believe that a person who had been disabled for five years could stand up again, she did not shoot herself in the foot just in case.
Mu Lingwei finally figured out that although the concubine was Jun Mohan's aunt, she didn't expect him to be well.
Then he added: "My dearest concubine, I am actually not very good at studying, so I cannot guarantee that I can cure the prince's leg disease."
"Besides, the prince's health has been good and bad. I heard from Zhen'er that the prince still suffers from physical weakness, and I don't know how long he can live. However, I checked the prince's pulse and suspected that he was not suffering from physical weakness.
"Mu Lingwei said again.
The concubine was worried when she suddenly heard this and was startled, with suspicion flashing in her eyes.
Dr. Zhang always checks that he is physically weak. How could it be possible that he is not physically weak?
Could it be that Jun Mohan has been pretending to be ill?