Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 486 One sentence solution (2)
The whole afternoon passed in a flash, and when it was time to go to the Yamen, Wan Qi Yuling and Mo Yan rejected Zhang Ju's arrangement and prepared to return to the inn.

Li De's aunt and uncle discussed with the villagers to open the ancestral hall early tomorrow morning to worship the ancestors. Mo Xiang and Li De were married in the village. The two are now awkward and don't know how it will end tomorrow.

"thump……"

Seeing that Mo Yan was about to leave, Zhang Ju knelt down eagerly, with all the weight of his body concentrated on his legs, his knees softened, and he put his hands on the ground.

"Master Zhang, what is this for?"

Mo Yan was about to step out the door when the shaking of the ground made her turn her head and ask inexplicably.

"Princess, I have something to ask."

Zhang Ju knelt on the ground and couldn't get up. If it was before, he would not dare to have any extravagant hopes. Now that Princess Nanping is in front of him, he can't miss this opportunity.

After his wife gave birth to the baby, she was bedridden all the time. She visited all the doctors in Bianzhou, but she could only get a little relief, but no improvement.

Looking at her, who was once gentle and watery, had lost weight and her complexion was withered and yellow, Zhang Ju felt uncomfortable.

He was a small official who was as big as a sesame seed and mung bean. His family didn't have much money. He came from a poor family.

Without money, he couldn't hire a genius doctor, and watched his wife suffer. Zhang Ju thought of many ways, but he didn't have contacts in the capital, and the imperial doctor wouldn't even travel a day to come here.

The appearance of Princess Nanping gave him a ray of hope, even if he didn't want the black gauze hat, he had to work hard to get it.

"How about this, Mr. Zhang, if the identity of the deceased can be found out and the real culprit can be found, this princess will agree to see a doctor for Madam Ling."

Mo Yan has a noble status, so it is not easy to make an exception. If she sets a precedent, the officials will come to her for medical treatment and medicine. If one day she refuses, she will become a poisonous woman from a living Bodhisattva who saves suffering.

Having a reputation is not a good thing, at least she is now burdened with shackles and cannot do whatever she wants like before.

Back at the inn, the couple had a hasty dinner, and Mo Yan went to Mo Xiang's room next door.

The room was pitch black, and Mo Xiang placed herself in the darkness. She recalled that when she was young, she ran away from the famine with her parents, and when her parents died of illness, she was sent to be a maid in Yushi's Mansion.

She thought that she could find a man she could rely on for the rest of her life, but who knew that everything was in vain, maybe without the war, she would be able to marry Li De as she wished.

With a creak, the door was pushed open, Mo Yan frowned, the windows and doors in the room were closed tightly, and there was a damp and rotten smell, she walked to the table and lit the oil lamp.

"Miss……"

Mo Xiang's eyes were empty, and she fell on Mo Yan out of focus. For some reason, she suddenly wanted to cry.

Supporting her body with her hands, Mo Xiang wanted to stand up, but she hadn't had a drop of water for almost two days, she was very weak, she shook twice, and fell to the ground.

"Ugh……"

Mo Yan sighed. In matters of relationship, any decision is the will of two people. She likes to open the skylight and speak honestly.

Mo Xiang has strong self-esteem, and if Li De said that she could not get married, even if she had a hundred reluctances in her heart, she would not say so, which would easily cause misunderstandings.

Mo Bing was leaning against the door, holding a tray in her hand, on which were some porridge and side dishes, she didn't talk much, and she couldn't comfort others, she was used to the way of the hidden guard, it was hard to change.

"Thank you, Mo Bing."

Mo Xiang was very grateful. When she was crying sadly inside the door, Mo Bing had been standing outside the door and never left. She knew that Mo Bing's protection was because she was afraid that she would not be able to think about it.

"Let's have some porridge first."

Mo Yan nodded at Mo Bing, it seemed that the task of persuasion fell on her again.

She is really a good master, and she is worried about the servant's marriage.

"Miss, slaves are not worthy of Guanshi Li."

Although Li De is the steward of the Nanping Palace, he is actually Wanqi Yuling's bodyguard. He has an official position and is not a dead contract, while Mo Xiang is a little maid, so there are differences in status.

Li De's starting point is for Mo Xiang's good, but Mo Xiang will hesitate, and a woman's mind is delicate, so she will inevitably think wildly.

Mo Yan was speechless, she urged Mo Xiang to eat first, and waited for the bottom of the bowl of porridge before she said, "Mo Xiang, do you want to marry Li De?"

"think."

There was a trace of blue smoke on the oil lamp, flickering on and off, Mo Bing lit up the wick with a wire, Mo Xiang's cheeks became clearer under the light of the lamp.

Scattered hair, red, swollen and bloodshot eyes, and a face showing deep fatigue.

Mo Xiang stared at the oil lamp in a daze for a long time before she confided in her heart.

Outside the door, Li De was called by Mo Bing. He covered his chest with his hands, leaned against the wall, and struggled fiercely in his heart.

The princess loves Mo Xiang like a sister, even without him, she can still marry a good family and live happily ever after.

What does he have?She's been away all year round, watching the war is about to start, if she doesn't come back, won't she be harmed?
When she was sad, crying, or sick, he couldn't be in front of her. He was thousands of miles away, perhaps training in the military camp, or killing the enemy on the battlefield. What could he give her?
Nothing can be given, why not let go?

However, it was difficult to let go. Seeing his uncle and aunt beaming with joy and running back and forth to make arrangements for the marriage, he couldn't even say it.

Wan Tuo Yuling sat in the study, holding a military book in his hand, and read it for a quarter of an hour, only seeing a few lines.

Opening the window, it was dark outside the window, and the raindrops were blown obliquely and fell on the blue bricks in the room.

After closing the window, Wan Qi Yuling lowered her eyes and pondered. His wife had thoroughly analyzed today's case, and she could identify the man's identity through the nails on his hands and the tattoos on his ankles.

She is a noble girl with a reputation of being an idiot, how did she come into contact with this industry?

It's not that Wan Tu Yuling didn't doubt it, but he won't dwell on it.

My wife must have had adventures, just like him, the reason why he has such profound martial arts is from his master, a strange old man who only likes to eat.

That year, he was only five years old, affected by the cold poison, he was alone, with no emotional fluctuations, no joy, anger, sorrow, joy, and every day was a process of the sun rising and setting for him.

One day, a strange old man came to the palace and couldn't find the imperial dining room, so he asked Wanqi Yuling to lead the way.

He ignored it and read under the oil lamp.

Seeing him calm and calm, the old man became interested, and later became his master.

In fact, the master thought that he was talented, but he didn't know that everything was Wan Qi Yuling's plan.

Even though he is only five years old, he can already understand the art of war and comprehend its meaning. In the words of his master, he has excellent bones and extremely high comprehension.

Wan Teng Yuling thought that if he was able to walk in the palace without being discovered by the inner guards or hidden guards, he must be an expert.

(End of this chapter)