The evil king spoils the poisonous concubine

Chapter 95 Leaving Beijing for Qingxiu
It was late at night and the dew was heavy, and the meditation room in the temple was brightly lit.

The servant girl laid out the mattress nimbly, but she didn't dare to make any noise while standing on the side, looking at the young lady standing in the Zen room tremblingly.

Gong Feixue stood in the room, but she was incompatible with everything in this wing.

The main reason is that except for her standing feet, the rest of her body does not touch at all, so she is always standing.

She covered her nose and mouth with a brocade handkerchief in one hand, her eyes were full of disgust that couldn't be concealed.

It was all because of Qin Wan, a bitch, that she had to spend these days in this simple temple.

After all, she was careless, and actually fell for that bitch!
"Turtle, have you cleaned everything up?"

"Miss Hui, slave... this servant has already cleaned the whole house, and the mattresses here have been replaced with our own things... Absolutely clean!" Turnip replied immediately.

She cleaned the side!Definitely at least three times!
And the lady stood by and watched her clean up the whole time, how dare she slack off!

Turnip has spent a long time in front of Gong Feixue, and these days, she has a more or less understanding of her habits.

Gong Feixue loves tidiness and cleanliness very much, not only for her own requirements, but also for her servants to be clean and tidy. It is conceivable that she will only be more and more about the environment!

Turnip just thought why should he suffer this?Although she is Miss Fudo, she also understands why she made this trip.

This praying to God and worshiping Buddha is about the spirit of sincerity.

It is also considered a sacred place among the important places of Buddhism. If the young lady dislikes this place, it is fine not to come, so as not to collide with this treasured place of Buddhist temple.

Turnip doesn't move so much, but it is full of admiration for gods and Buddhas.

But now is not the time for her to worry about herself, now is the time to worry about herself.It's just that the young lady had such an attitude on the first night of her first visit, and I'm afraid it will be even more difficult in the days to come.

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Qin Wan planned to take the servant girls for a walk in the garden, and as they got closer, they heard the sound of a zither.

She followed the sound and saw a man in white playing the piano sitting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

When Qin Wan came to the pavilion, he sat down on a stone bench beside him without first asking for permission.

One played the piano, the other sipped tea and listened quietly, the atmosphere was very harmonious for a while.

The man's white and slender fingers gently stroked the strings, and his fingers fluttered, showing more elegance.

It's just that suddenly his piano sound was a little sluggish, and his straight back was not as straight as before.

Qin Wan watched with a frown, but didn't make a sound to disturb him.

Before finishing playing a piece, the man in white pressed his fingers slightly on the strings, and the sound stopped abruptly.

"Master Nangong didn't expect to be so interested?" Qin Wan saw him calmly, and made a joke.

This sick person is not in a hurry. She, a doctor, has nothing to worry about.Otherwise, it would really be typical, the emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry to die!
"Playing the piano is my hobby, and today I have a bosom friend like Miss Qin, so of course I want to play this song for you."

That's right, the man in white playing the piano is Nangong Qiushui.

A well-known talented person known to everyone in Dayao Kingdom, words such as amazing talent, brilliant talent, and brilliant talent are all well-deserved when used on him.It is estimated that God is not willing to leave such a wonderful person in the world, so Master Ze Nangong has been sick and bedridden since he was a child.

"Young Master Nangong's piano skills are as rumored, rare in the world. However, the ending of this piece is really abrupt." Qin Wan said with a smile, placing the hand rest on the stone table .

Nangong Qiushui naturally put his hand on it and asked him to make a diagnosis.

When Qin Wan placed her fingers on his wrist, she felt that her body temperature was slightly lower than her own.

Qin Wan took the pulse but suddenly laughed.

Nangong Qiushui was also a little puzzled, and smiled at the woman.

If he hadn't been frail and sickly since he was a child, and had visited famous doctors all over the world, he would probably think that he was not suffering from a chronic illness at all.

"I don't know what Miss Qin Wan's show is about?" Nangong Qiushui was not annoyed, but asked with interest.

"See for yourself!" Qin Wan signaled Nangong Qiushui to look for his pulse.

Nangong Qiushui looked at it by herself, and saw Qin Wan's flamboyant fingers resting on her wrist, and she couldn't see anything strange about it.

Qin Wan saw her doubts, and immediately explained, "Fortunately, Mr. Nangong is a man, and Qin Wan is a daughter. Otherwise, my way of diagnosing the pulse would not be so simple."

Nangong Qiushui was about to ask for an explanation, when Qin Wan continued, "Looking at the fair and delicate complexion, if Mr. Nangong hadn't been sitting opposite me, I would have never imagined that this is an imposing seven-foot man."

Isn't that true?
Qin Wan rested on Nangong Qiushui's wrist. There was almost no difference in skin color between the two, except that Nangong Qiushui's skeleton was a bit thicker than Qin Wan's.

When Nangong Qiushui heard it for the first time, he was a little surprised. Qin Wan didn't finish his explanation, so he laughed too.

"Miss Qin Wan is really funny."

"Master Nangong is really a gentle gentleman."

The two just praised each other, and the tacit understanding in their eyes was self-evident.

After seeing the doctor for a while, Qin Wan took a paper brush and began to write, "Mr. Nangong, your chronic illness is really difficult..."

"It's an old disease, Miss Qin can just speak up." Nangong Qiushui has seen so many doctors over the years, so he has an idea in his mind.

Guessing what this is, this is the root cause of the disease brought out by beating the mother's womb, and later experienced some things, wounds added wounds, what medicine stones are in vain, if you can live longer, live longer...

"To be honest, this is the first time Qin Wan has encountered Mr. Nangong's illness, and he has some general treatment methods in his mind. But... I am not sure how to make any guarantee. Mr. Nangong, would you like to give it a try?"

Qin Wan looked at Nangong Qiushui and asked, Nangong Qiushui has been living in the palace for some time, but she has only undergone some simple treatments. After all, how could she be able to cure a disease that even the imperial doctor can't do anything about? of.

Besides, she is not very sure about this disease, so naturally she has to discuss it with Nangong Qiushui.

"Why don't you try? A doctor diagnosed me before that I wouldn't live to be 13 years old, but I'm still alive. Although I'm dragging this miserable skin, I've earned a day if I can live. If you have a way, I will give it a try. Give it a try!"

Nangong Qiushui made a decision without any hesitation.

Qin Wan really admired Mr. Nangong. Although this man suffered from illness since childhood, he lived his life more clearly than others.

"Young Master Nangong is willing to cooperate, and Qin Wan will definitely do his best to heal you!"

(End of this chapter)