She dressed as a concubine and was targeted by the powerful brother.

Chapter 50 Clues
Chengnan Palace is magnificent.

But the Nuange where the prince lives has a strong smell of medicine everywhere.Walking into the house, the furnishings are all exquisite and luxurious. Behind the bead curtain made of South Sea pearls, a skinny man can be faintly seen lying on the couch.

This person is none other than King Chengnan, Zhao Hui, who has been troubled by headaches for many years.

Zhao Hui stretched out his dead wood-like wrist, and tied a red thread around it. The other end was held by He Wuyan in his hand. It was the long-lost "suspended thread pulse diagnosis".

He Wuyang looked attentive and carefully examined his pulse.

There are wisps of green smoke lingering in the incense burner, and you can hear the needle drop in the quiet room.

After a while, a servant walked softly from outside. He whispered: "Your Majesty, Liang Yuan is back."

"Let him in."

Zhao Hui raised his hand feebly, his voice was gloomy, like ink that was too thick to dissolve.

Not long after, a man in coarse gray clothes strode into the house.He is dusty, has a bamboo hat on his head, a knife on his waist, and is full of charlatanism.

"See Your Majesty."

Liang Yuan cupped his fists and saluted.

Zhao Hui motioned for him to come over and talk.

Liang Yuan pushed aside the bead curtain and stood beside Zhao Hui.

He Wuyang still lowered his head and concentrated on doing his own thing.

Zhao Hui was very satisfied with his attitude.

Don’t listen to what you shouldn’t hear, don’t see what you shouldn’t see.

He lowered his voice and asked in a voice that only Liang Yuan could hear: "Have you found what I wanted...?" Liang Yuan frowned and shook his head in embarrassment, "Reporting to the prince, that medicine guide is too rare. There is no suitable woman found in Yunzhou."

Zhao Hui was extremely disappointed.

He told Liang Yuan in a stiff tone: "Brother Huang already knew about the incident in Qiongzhou and sent Fu Rudi to investigate. Jiang Ping was executed, and everything that Danyang Taoist, the king, had worked so hard to do was in vain."

"This……"

Liang Yuan was surprised, "Taoist Danyang has great magical powers, so he must have some methods."

Liang Yuan had followed Zhao Hui for many years and knew that he had been looking for a cure for his headache.I have tasted all the miraculous elixirs in the world, but only Taoist Danyang’s method has miraculous effects.He has never met Taoist Danyang, but judging from Zhao Hui's attitude when talking about him, Taoist Danyang is extremely powerful and omnipotent.

"No matter how powerful your magical power is, it can only extend my life intermittently." Zhao Hui didn't have much time.He repeatedly touched the exquisite carvings inlaid with pearls on the bed, feeling infinite compassion, "I miss everything in this world so much..."

Zhao Hui was kind to Liang Yuan.

If it weren't for Zhao Hui, he and his family would still be bereft.

Thinking of this, Liang Yuan immediately said: "Your Majesty, I will go find medicine for you!"

Zhao Hui nodded, feeling very pleased.

After Liang Yuan left, He Wushen's pulse was also diagnosed.

He slowly put away the red thread and said in a warm voice: "The prince's pulse is extremely sensitive and seems to be there but not there. It can be seen that the qi and blood are weak, the yang energy is weakened, and the head disease is very seriously affected."

"good."

Zhao Hui is also a dead horse and a living horse doctor.

During this period of time, he was unable to contact Taoist Danyang, and he suffered from headache attacks, which he could only relieve by taking other prescriptions.

"Your Majesty, I'm going to make a prescription now. You boil three bowls of water into one bowl and take it every day before going to bed. It can relieve your prince's headache." He Wuyang spread out a piece of paper and wrote down the prescription. "These medicines are relatively common, although there are a few. It tastes like a precious medicinal material, but the palace must have it."

Zhao Hui said "Yes" and asked his men to look at the prescription.

The servant read the prescription, nodded and said, "There are plenty of these precious medicinal materials in the warehouse."

After examining Zhao Hui, Zhao Hui asked He Wuyan to stay at the palace.If you feel unwell after taking medicine at night, He Wuyi can solve it quickly.

He Wuyang carried his large medicine box and moved into the west wing of the palace.

The sunlight filtered in through the window, shining right on the prescription he wrote on the table.He closed his eyes and sighed regretfully.

I just checked Zhao Hui's pulse and found that Zhao Hui's pulse was at the end of his strength. He had been ill for a long time and had lost his righteousness. His qi and blood were depleted and his righteousness was exhausted. This was a sign that his qi was about to die!

It seems only to give up.

Sooner or later, Fu Rudi would find something in Yunzhou, so He Wuyao silently planned it.

After a while, he laid out paper, studied ink, lowered his head and wrote quickly...

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Fu Rudi didn't expect the clues to come so quickly.

Only then did they find the second Taoist temple. The next morning, good news came from Si Nan and Si Bei, claiming that Qingyun Temple once sat down and discussed Taoism with a traveling Taoist named "Danyang".

Fu Rudi immediately went to Qingyun Temple.

Of course Fu Jiao would not miss this kind of thing. She hurriedly followed Fu Rudi, but when she arrived at the door, the Taoist boy from Qingyun Temple stopped her.

"Women are not allowed inside."

Fu Jiao was shocked.

"This is a Taoist temple, why are women not allowed in?"

The Taoist boy also knew that the sect rules were untenable, so he had to explain: "This is a rule that has been passed down for hundreds of years in Qingyun Temple. You can come in if you want, unless you are also a practitioner."

Fu Jiao said: "I am not a cultivator." She put her hands on her hips and spoke boldly, "But I am more powerful than you fake cultivators."

"Don't be ashamed!"

A middle-aged Taoist man emerged from nowhere in Qingyun Temple.

He pointed at Fu Jiao and said: "Qingyun Temple does not allow women to enter because there are too many women like you."

"Is it?"

Fu Jiao was not happy anymore and decided to fight with him, "Why do I think that your Qingyun Temple will only meet one hermit master like me in the past hundred years?"

Fu Rudi stood with his hands behind his back and did not stop Fu Jiao.

In his eyes, everything Fu Jiao does is right, and the sister who is so arrogant seems to be more lively and lively than when she is usually well-behaved...

The middle-aged Taoist sneered, pointed at Fu Jiao and asked, "What are you capable of? How dare you speak nonsense in Qingyun Temple."

Yellow mouth and straight mouth, lawless.

Just as she was about to throw Fu Jiao out as a troublemaker, Fu Jiao smiled faintly, closed her eyes slightly, and relaxed.

Her lips trembled slightly and she recited the incantation in a low voice.The moment the middle-aged Taoist walked over, he staggered and fell on the ground. His forehead suddenly swelled up.The middle-aged Taoist was not a fool. He naturally sensed it and covered the big bag on his head, with incomparable horror flashing in his eyes.

After Fu Jiao finished casting the spell, there seemed to be a cluster of sparks in her eyes, and she immediately became restrained.

The middle-aged Taoist was shocked, this little girl was really good at what she did.

"You... no, fellow Taoist, please come with me, fellow Taoist."

The middle-aged Taoist looked at Fu Jiao and then at Fu Rudi beside her.

The girl is delicate and pretty, with a beauty rarely seen in the world; the man is cold and heroic, and his bearing is extraordinary at first sight.

Darling, why does he not have the courage to argue with them today? !

The middle-aged Taoist couldn't figure out their depth, so he ignored the green bag on his head and quickly saluted, "Please follow the poor Taoist and go."

His tone couldn't help but be frightened, for fear that the two of them would blame him.

"Pfft."

Fu Jiao couldn't help laughing.

She hurriedly covered her mouth and looked at Fu Rudi slyly. Fu Rudi shook his head helplessly, his eyes filled with adoration.

(End of this chapter)