Her body is weaker than that of an ordinary woman. Liu Ruhai took her pulse, carefully observed her pulse pattern, and thought to herself.
His fingers in his left sleeve moved slightly, almost wanting to send out a signal to have his soldiers immediately assassinate Song Chengming.
But her eyes met his, and he lowered his eyes, thinking, this is a trap.
There was no sign of serious injury in her pulse. He had not heard who she had fought recently.
Not to mention serious injuries.
"Excuse my incompetence." He slowly withdrew his hand.
Cao Xiwan stared at him: "Am I hopeless?"
"...My life is not in danger."
"I will become very old and ugly, and then I will serve tea and water in the inner house and be an old nanny. My wife will beat me and scold me. Is that so?"
"..." He was slightly startled. How could she be so discouraged?
The servant in the room, Li Shishan, a member of the royal family, originally looked forward to death, but now he listened in confusion.
Who dares to let her serve tea and water without fear of being killed by her? He clearly heard that Song Chengming treated the Qingluo ghost like a guest, treated her with courtesy, and formed a relationship with her. Song Chengming's first wife died of illness again. He heard that
Although her status does not allow her to be the crown prince's wife, she is still called Mrs. Qing behind her back.
Liu Ruhai pushed back the 60,000 taels of silver notes on several cases.
Cao Xiwan lowered his head, thinking, it seems... there is really no hope.
"Are you taking medicine?"
"Yes." She raised her eyes. He thought for a while, prescribed two food supplement prescriptions, and handed them to her, "Bao Yuan Zhu Yan."
Although she was not very interested in it, she reluctantly took it. After scanning it, she exclaimed: "It's so cheap." They were all ordinary ingredients, such as yams, chestnuts, red lotus roots, etc. She was overjoyed and said, "Thank you.
After Liu Shengshou, I just want such a cheap medicine."
Liu Ruhai looked at her expression carefully. The fingers in her sleeves gently tapped her knees. Is she making a price?
Crying poor means asking him a price.
Even if her martial arts skills are completely useless, as Song Chengming's confidant and the leader of the city patrol department, the information she can sell is enough for people to spend a lot of money to rob her.
"Liu Shengshou, can you still give me a cheaper prescription?" She sighed, "The medicine I take is too expensive."
Li Shishan complained in his heart, "It's so shabby. Where is the top master of Jinyiwei that you promised me? I won't mention your monthly salary or the rewards you usually get. I just say that when you were so vicious and ransacked the Duke's house, you secretly saved money for your private house. At least
It's over a million, even we in Yanjing City have heard of it.
You also have your own private house, which is full of your captured male pets.
Live and drink every day.
——Do you think our manager will believe that you are poor?
Besides, if our manager writes a prescription, not only ten thousand taels, but five hundred taels will be charged.
Liu Ruhai looked at her, took up his pen and wrote two more prescriptions, and handed them to her.
Li Shishan lowered his head silently.
She took it and took a look at it gratefully, but secretly sighed. Liu Ruhai observed her words and expressions, and actually felt that she was not faking it.
She thought the prescription was too expensive.
She thought that this was different from the medicine she was taking now and it was not as effective. But it was not easy for him to prescribe such a similar medicine in one pulse check.
She looked at him: "Do you like me?"
"..."
The room was silent. Li Shishan was stunned. What was going on? Isn't this the Qingluo female ghost?
"I didn't know this prescription because I secretly investigated you." Liu Ruhai replied as usual, "This is my medical knowledge."
She nodded slowly. Maybe.
But it's impossible.
The person who prescribed medicine for her was the imperial physician of the palace. Not only the imperial physician of this dynasty, but also the female doctor of the Mengyuan Palace of the previous dynasty.
It was the two holy hands who consulted each other in detail before prescribing the medicine.
No matter how clever Liu Shusheng is, if he can't cure her, how can he be able to defeat the combined efforts of these two?
She had to ask someone to find out what he wanted to do in the capital.
"You followed me for three days in a row." She looked at him, "Why?"
"...beauties are rare."
She thought for a while: "What you said makes sense."
Not only Li Shishan, but also the soldiers in front and behind the house who were anxiously preparing to sacrifice themselves to let the manager escape began to doubt their ears.
Is this conversation really between the female ghost Qingluo from the Imperial Guard and the sinister manager of Prince Yan's Mansion?
Have they been killed by Qingluo Yijian, and now Hun'er is just dreaming.
Liu Ruhai was relieved. He had just diagnosed her with anxiety disorder and depression in her liver meridian. It seemed that she was extremely disappointed with herself after taking exercise.
If he hadn't been strong-willed, another person would have committed suicide.
It will never go wrong to say more nice words and flatter more to such a discouraged patient.
She put away the prescription and kept a thousand taels of silver.
Liu Ruhai didn't refuse. He wrote four prescriptions for 500 taels each in Yanjing City, and he already gave her a 50% discount.
"Liu Shengshou, when will you leave the capital?" she asked suddenly.
"...Tomorrow." He remained calm. The signal had already been sent, and he was surrounded on all sides by Jin Yiwei.
"In that case, I will send him off not far away." She smiled with satisfaction.
She rode a donkey and left from the alley, gradually getting further and further away from the crowd. Then the royal guards appeared behind and behind her:
"Green Lady."
"That's all. Let him go."
"yes."
As the bells and drums of the capital sounded in the distance, a few pairs of gloomy eyes were staring at her. Then she saw that the guards in uniforms who were secretly ambushing her on the street had left.
"What's going on? Isn't she seriously injured in San Gong?"
"You believe it too?"
"I thought……"
"Although she pretended to be weak, at least fifteen or six first-class masters would have to die if she were to seriously injure her. Where is the body? Song Chengming was sinister and cunning. He was clearly released on purpose when the new emperor ascended the throne.
The rumor lures us people into a trap so that we can all be caught in one catch!"
A long sigh.
Another person pointed to the long street of the capital, threw his feet and said: "Look! Shi Mingniang retreated at the crossroads. She and the Qingluo female ghost clearly have a big grudge! It's time for revenge!"
"She is not you, so how could she act rashly? How does Qing Luo seem to have lost her power? Don't forget, there is a medical ghost beside her."
Several people scolded:
If the Qingluo female ghost hadn't stayed with Song Chengming, she would have killed the Jinyi Guard Commander to avenge her old master.
Late at night, Liu Ruhai sat alone in the room and read through the medical books he had brought with him.
Chen Ming, the medical ghost in Jinyiwei, heard that there was a medicine called Zifu Yuxiao Dan.
When a master takes it, his complexion and pulse can make people think he is an ordinary person.
After examining her pulse until dawn, he sighed and ordered: "You go back to the north, I will stay here to explore her condition."
None of her subordinates dared to dissuade her. Li Shishan thought that the manager might have noticed that she was not doing her best.
The Qingluo female ghost is indeed despicable and treacherous.
"...What does the manager mean?"
"Check where her parents live and whether she is a slave of the Hou Mansion."
"Huh?" Everyone was surprised. Although there were rumors that Qing Luo was a slave of the Song family, it was too unbelievable. Song Chengming's luck was too good. Unexpectedly, the manager had already found out without saying anything? There were actually two
House slave?
"Check the temperament of her parents. If they have a place to live outside the house, then slowly find a nearby house to rent. I want to move there." He mused, "The closer the better."
"This..." This is too dangerous.
"It doesn't matter." He smiled, "She and I are old friends. We have a love agreement."
"????"
He remembered that he once had a rubbing on a stone tablet that was burned in a fire at home. It was her tombstone. He kept it for several years after rubbing it. Because in the dream, the figure of the washerwoman overlapped with that of the little devil, in the cemetery.
Chasing after him, he asked him: "Do you want to stay and be my companion? I'm so bored by myself."
Later, he was so scared that he sprinkled a handful of powder on her back to knock her out.
Of course, this kind of mutual harm is not important. It can be forgotten.
Cao Xiwan had long forgotten that she chased Liu Ruhai into tears in the cemetery.
She was used to it, only Song Chengming was in her eyes.
Nankang Hou Mansion.
Outside study room.
Song Chengming wore a silver robe and a jade crown, with a black beard on his lips and a dignified appearance.
Years passed, and he was already in his thirties. He was no longer as beautiful as he was when he was walking in the snow in search of plum blossoms when he was a boy. Instead, he had become more handsome and majestic as a powerful minister in the court. He tapped his fingers on the red sandalwood table and muttered: "Our love is not the same."
Same thing, you go out of the house and I—"
"Master Marquis, I am willing to serve my wife."
After Cao Xiwan thought carefully, he responded with a smile and repeated it again.
He was stunned: "What?"
The room was silent.
Steward Lian, who was standing in the corner of the room, took half a step back, not wanting to get between the Marquis and Cao Xiwan at all.