Demon branches and jade leaves

Chapter 13

Jiang Louyue was overjoyed, seeing Di Jiuchen let go, she knew there was a drama, and hurriedly said, "But what?"

She knew that there were articles in there.

"But bowing your head is only temporary. After half a year, I will definitely take back the reputation of Medicine King Valley from your Marquis of Wuwen."

Di Jiuchen's voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty. Perhaps, this was the natural king's air.

"I hope that by that time, Miss Qi will not come forward to stop me."

"Okay!" Jiang Louyue responded immediately.

As long as the Jiang family does not offend the future emperor to the end, and she does not leave a bad impression on Di Jiuchen, then the tragedy after 12 years will not happen again.

As for what will happen to the eldest and third sisters, she is too lazy to care.

The corners of Di Jiuchen's lips evoked an arc of determination, even though his face was blue and purple, his eyes were like the brightest stars in the dark night: "Seventh miss, thank you."

After speaking, he turned forward and walked out of the deep garden alley.

Jiang Louyue followed him and went in the direction of Zige.

At the door of the Purple Pavilion, stood Jiang Zixin with an anxious face. As soon as he saw Di Jiuchen and Jiang Louyue approaching, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "How?"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Louyue's lips, and said, "Young Master Emperor drank too much last night, he was a little confused, and his hand felt a little inaccurate."

"Drinking too much last night?" Jiang Zixin was stunned for a moment, before turning around.

"Humph!"

At this time, a slightly angry middle-aged voice came from the main hall of the Purple Pavilion, full of vigor and sonorous and powerful: "Come here, this doctor from the King Valley of Medicine has a cup. Sober tea!"

Jiang Louyue raised her eyelids, just in time to see her biological father, Marquis Wu Wen, with his hands on his back, stepping out of the purple pavilion, like a statue, with a solemn expression.

Marquis Wuwen, the third son of Prince Jiang, was named Marquis.

Among Prince Jiang's sons, Marquis Wuwen's title can be said to be the lowest.The lineage of Marquis Wuwen was also the worst branch of the Jiang clan in the imperial capital.

Soon, a maid brought the sobering tea.

Di Jiuchen drank it all in one go. He knew in his heart that "drunk" was just a gimmick. It was Miss Seven who stepped down the steps for him, and Marquis Wu Wen took it for the sake of the Hou Mansion's face.

"Master Hou, there was a mistake in the pulse. After drinking a cup of sobering tea, it was like a dizzy." Di Jiuchen folded his fists and bowed his head to admit his mistake.

Wu Wenhou's dark complexion finally eased a little.

Emperor Jiuchen stepped into the Purple Pavilion again.

With a humble look on his face, he walked to the bed of the third young lady, Jiang Ziyou.

When the young lady from the big family sees a doctor, she always pulls down the tent, only showing one hand, putting it on the small pillow bag, and asking the doctor to take the pulse.

"Miss San, it is the fault of the next."

Di Jiuchen was able to bend and stretch without changing his face. He sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched out two fingers, and placed them on Jiang Ziyou's extremely white and tender wrist.

Di Jiuchen slowly closed his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and was very focused.

Marquis Wu Wen, Jiang Zixin, and Jiang Louyue all stood on the edge of the bed, encircling Di Jiuchen in a half circle, staring at his every move extremely nervously.

After a cup of tea time.

Di Jiuchen slowly opened his eyes, turned his head, his black eyes darkened slightly, and the corners of his lips curled into a seemingly insignificant arc, and said, "Reporting to Hou Ye, it is true that the diagnosis was wrong just now, and the third lady is not pregnant. , but because of exogenous wind-heat, a lump was born in the abdomen."

"Then why did you say it was Ximai before?" Jiang Zixin asked with some reluctance to get to the bottom of it.

Di Jiuchen responded like a flow, explaining: "If you are pregnant, it is the Huamai, which is often referred to as the Ximai. On the driftwood, although it is round, it is weak to touch. That is the symptom of the third young lady."

After a few words, Jiang Zixin and Marquis Wu Wen were immediately persuaded.

Especially Marquis Wu Wen, after hearing that Jiang Ziyou, his favorite daughter, was not pregnant, the crease between his brows also stretched, and he looked at Di Jiuchen, his tone was much gentler, and said, "Dr. Yi, look, little girl. Is the lump in the abdomen serious?"

"It's not serious." Di Jiuchen unfolded the pen and paper, swiped with ink, and wrote vigorously, and said, "I will prescribe a prescription for Miss San, take it twice a day by decoction, and it will be resolved day by day."

Looking at Di Jiuchen's serious profile, Jiang Louyue sighed in her heart, this person can really pretend, acting first.

Obviously she was pregnant, but he fooled both his father and sister, and he was a ruffian who opened his mouth and closed his mouth.

After absorbing a small piece of soul crystal in the magic piano, Jiang Louyue has a preliminary understanding of the basic knowledge of inscriptions in the fairy world.

Inscriptions and alchemy are also often used in various elixir, and these medicinal materials are also commonly used in healing and alchemy.

Jiang Louyue stuck out her head slightly, her eyes drifted to the prescription written by Di Jiuchen, and glanced quickly.

Astragalus, Amomum, Atractylodes, Chuan Xuduan, Mulberry parasite...

What kind of prescription is this to resolve the lump, it is clearly the elixir of stabilizing the foundation!
Jiang Louyue looked at Di Jiuchen in disbelief. This guy is really a black belly. He opened his eyes and said nonsense, and quietly prescribed abortion pills to the third sister, obviously wanting to raise Jiang Ziyou's belly. !

"Master Hou, the prescription is ready."

Emperor Jiuchen dried the ink on the prescription and handed it to Marquis Wuwen.

Marquis Wu Wen didn't understand medicine, so he just glanced at it roughly, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Go to the housekeeper Yuan Zhong to get the consultation fee, and in half a month, come and review the little girl."

Yuan Zhong is the father of the little fat man Yuan Bao.

"Lou Yue, you can send this emperor out of the house."

In the end, Marquis Wu Wen was most concerned about the reputation of the mansion and the reputation of his daughter. As long as he was not pregnant, he could accept any outcome.

Marquis Wu Wen originally left this matter to his eldest daughter Jiang Zixin to deal with, but was resolved by the seventh girl Jiang Louyue by accident.

Seventh girl is young, her aptitude is mediocre, and her face is ruined. She never imagined that her brain would work so well. Why didn't he realize that this girl was so smart before?

"Yes, father."

Jiang Louyue blessed Wu Wenhou and turned around to send Di Jiuchen out.

When he reached the vermilion gate of the Hou Mansion, Di Jiuchen looked at the horse lying in a pool of blood and the smashed car, his black eyes darkened a bit, and his fists were clenched tightly under his long sleeves.

However, after three breaths, he suppressed the hostile air again, and hummed a cold air from the end of his nose.

Jiang Louyue's lips curled into a slight smile, her beautiful eyes like a clear stream, and said, "Young Master Emperor, are you thinking that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for half a year."

Di Jiuchen was slightly stunned, his black eyes were as deep as the sea, and he asked in surprise, "Do you understand medicine?"

Jiang Louyue smiled but said nothing.

(End of this chapter)