On the way to the palace, Su Xiaoxiao tried hard to reduce her presence and sat quietly beside Yin Xiaodie.

The little princess is two years younger than Yin Xiaodie, and is at the age when she is curious about everything.

She still noticed Su Xiaoxiao.

"Xiaodie, who is she?"

"Princess, you should call me Saint now." Yin Xiaodie corrected her.

The little princess readily changed her words and said, "Okay, Saint, who is she?"

Yin Xiaodie said, "Her name is Ye Sui, and she is a new disciple of the Saint Maiden Hall. Princess, you saw her yesterday."

Yesterday, Yin Xiaodie went to the palace to check the pulse of the King of Southern Xinjiang, and she brought Ye Sui with her.

"But she is not the one from yesterday." The little princess said seriously.

Yin Xiaodie's heart skipped a beat.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled and stretched out her hand: "Princess, you are right. Yesterday it was the mortal Ye Sui, and today it is the fairy Ye Sui. If you don't believe me, just take a look."

As she spoke, she flipped her fingertips and a beautiful red silk flower appeared in her palm.

The little princess opened her eyes wide in surprise: "Wow!"

Su Xiaoxiao turned her wrist and another yellow silk flower bloomed.

One by one, seven flowers in total bloomed.

"Dedicated to Her Royal Highness the Princess."

She said with a smile.

The little princess clapped her hands and accepted the seven silk flowers: "I like the fairy leaf spikes!"

Yin Xiaodie breathed a sigh of relief.

This girl looks ordinary on weekdays, but who would have thought she could recognize people so accurately.

Fortunately, Cheng Su knows magic tricks.

In this way, even if the little princess told people that today's Ye Sui was not yesterday's Ye Sui, but today's fairy Ye Sui, others would only think that Ye Sui was pretending to be a fairy and performing magic tricks.

When she was very young, her father often played with her like this.

Of course, her father is not pretending to be a fairy.

There were many beautiful flowers in the little princess' bedroom. In comparison, these seven silk flowers were simply ordinary.

But they were created by fairies.

The little princess loved it so much that she couldn't put it down.

Su Xiaoxiao changed another flower and handed it to Yin Xiaodie: "You have one too."

Yin Xiaodie blinked and said seriously: "I won't play this, it's childish!"

Having said that, he still looked as if he was forced to accept it and put it carefully into his sleeve pocket.

He also rolled up his cuffs for fear that they would be damaged.

Su Xiaoxiao wanted to pinch her face again, but she held back because the little princess was here.

The group entered the palace.

The third prince's carriage was in front.

After he got off the carriage, he came over and carried the little princess out of the carriage.

The little princess waved her hands to refuse: "I don't want my third brother to hold me, I want the fairy to hold me!"

The third prince looked puzzled.

Su Xiaoxiao got off the carriage and carried the little princess down.

The little princess is the same age as Wei Xiyue. She is at an innocent age and is quite likable if she doesn’t act naughty.

The third young master's gaze fell on Su Xiaoxiao's fairly pretty face.

For some reason, he was unconsciously attracted by her beautiful eyes.

I just feel that this face is not worthy of these pair of enchantingly beautiful eyes.

“Third brother, third brother!”

The little princess shook his hand in dissatisfaction, "I asked you to look at the flowers, where are you looking at?"

The third prince came back to his senses, looked at her arms full of silk flowers, and said with disdain, "Who bought them? They are so ugly."

The little princess was furious: "It was given by the fairy! How is it ugly? I don't want to play with my third brother anymore!"

She ran off in a huff.

The third prince had no choice but to chase her.

When I caught up with this little sister who was born to the same mother as me and looked back at Su Xiaoshi, she was no longer there.

Su Xiaoxiao and Yin Xiaodie went to meet the King of Southern Xinjiang.

The King of Southern Xinjiang was busy with official duties today, and it was almost dusk before he returned to Chengde Palace from the Imperial Study.

Yin Xiaodie brought Su Xiaoxiao to pay their respects to the King of Southern Xinjiang.

Xie Jinnian glanced at the two of them.

Su Xiaoxiao didn’t know if it was an illusion, but she felt his gaze lingered on her face for two more seconds.

The King of Southern Xinjiang sat down on the chair.

Yin Xiaodie stepped forward to take the pulse of the King of Southern Xinjiang.

Although she is only nine years old, the fact that she was able to pass the strict holy selection shows that she has the talent of a little miracle doctor.

Not to mention that the Yin family had produced several powerful witch doctors in their ancestors.

Su Xiaoxiao's current identity is a disciple, so she is not qualified to directly diagnose the pulse of the King of Southern Xinjiang.

Yin Xiaodie said to the King of Southern Xinjiang: "Your Majesty, please allow me to give you acupuncture and diagnose your pulse."

This was not something she made up. The Yin family did have a set of ancestral methods of acupuncture and pulse diagnosis.

But actually, one person can do it.

Yin Xiaodie said to Su Xiaoxiao: "Ye Sui, come here."

Su Xiaoxiao came to the other side of the King of Southern Xinjiang with a respectful attitude.

Yin Xiaodie said, "Hold your majesty's pulse, and let go when I tell you to."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded and placed her fingertips on the wrist of the King of Southern Xinjiang.

Yin Xiaodie took out the silver needle, rolled up the cuff of the King of Southern Xinjiang’s left arm, and began to look for the acupuncture points in an orderly manner.

Su Xiaoxiao took the opportunity to check the pulse of the King of Southern Xinjiang.

The cause is a deep pulse, and the disease is internal.

Soon, she felt the patient's pulse again.

Slow pulse also belongs to Yin, and the disease is cold.

Generally speaking, it is not strange for a person to have several types of pulse conditions.

The strange thing is that Su Xiaoxiao was able to take the patient's pulse.

A rapid pulse affects the viscera, and the disease is caused by heat, which belongs to Yang.

Logically speaking, two completely opposite pulse patterns will not appear at the same time.

This was the first time in Su Xiaoxiao's two lifetimes that she had encountered such a strange pulse.

No wonder Yin Xiaodie was so distressed. If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn’t have believed it.

Su Xiaoxiao withdrew her hand.

Yin Xiaodie also pulled out the needle in time: "I'll go get some medicine for your majesty."

There are imperial doctors in the palace, and there are all kinds of medicinal materials.

On the way to get the medicine, Yin Xiaodie asked Su Xiaoxiao: "Did you find anything?"

Su Xiaoxiao said: "Your Majesty's condition is strange."

Yin Xiaodie asked: "What do you mean?"

Su Xiaoxiao did not hide anything and told the truth: "Your Majesty's main symptom is yin, and the medicine is not suitable for you, which has caused the two qi in your body to conflict."

Yin Xiaodie frowned: "I have read your majesty's prescription, and there is nothing wrong with it."

Su Xiaoxiao said: "What you saw is what you can see. Maybe His Majesty has taken other elixirs in private."

Yin Xiaodie pondered and said, "Your Majesty... is indeed taking an elixir of immortality, but I don't have the recipe."

The elixir of life... could it be related to the one in the mine?

Su Xuan said that the King of Nanjiang in the palace had contracted a strange disease and needed that man's blood as a medicine, once a month.

…

Imperial Garden.

The third prince stood in the moonlight.

The Queen of Southern Xinjiang is beautiful and charming, so his appearance is naturally not bad either.

A palace maid stepped forward with her head lowered and bowed shyly: "Third Prince."

If Su Xiaoxiao and Yin Xiaodie were here, they would definitely find out that she was the little princess's personal maid.

The Third Prince seemed not to notice the admiration in her eyes. He smiled gently and said, "Do you know where the female disciple who entered the palace with Saint Yin today is?"

The maid replied, "To answer your question, Third Prince, I just ran into her and Saint Yin near the Imperial Physician's Office."

The third prince smiled and said, "Go and invite her over and tell her that the little princess is looking for her."

The maid hesitated for a moment, feeling that this was inappropriate, but she did not want to disappoint the Third Prince.

"Don't worry, Third Prince. I will definitely bring her here!"

The third prince was very satisfied.

Although the other party is from the Holy Maiden Palace, it is a bit troublesome.

But who made me the king's favorite son?

As long as he didn't have anything to do with the Saint Girl or the Elder, his father wouldn't blame him.

…

On the other side, Wei Xu brought Wei Ting into the palace.

The Southern Xinjiang Royal Palace is heavily guarded, but for a master of Wei Xu's level, it is no problem for him to come and go freely.

Since he was a child, Wei Ting has longed to be taken care of by his father like his brothers.

Finally experienced it tonight.

"vomit--"

He fell to his knees and vomited.

Wei Ting's handsome bun had long been blown into a messy mess.

There is a strand of hair that is not going in the right direction.

Wei Xu lovingly used his inner strength to straighten it out.

My babies, these are the last two days of double bonus, don’t hold back your monthly tickets, vote for Xiao Xiao!

(End of this chapter)