"I, Mo Ninghai, pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
Helan Ruizhe sat on the dragon throne in the empress's bedroom, supporting his forehead with one hand, without even raising his eyelids, "Are you the divine doctor Mo?"
"I don't dare to call myself a miracle doctor. These are just folk rumors. I just have a little knowledge of medicine and some tricks up my sleeve." Mo Ninghai said modestly.
"A little knowledge of medicine? Some tricks?" Helan Ruizhe looked at the man kneeling before His Highness. "You dare to reveal the list? Who gave you the guts to waste this prince's time?"
Mo Ninghai was shocked and immediately bowed his head to the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, "Prince, please forgive me, I know I am wrong! But I really have a way to cure the Queen Mother, and I guarantee it with my life!"
Helan Ruizhe stood up slowly, releasing the pressure from a natural strong man, and walked towards the hall step by step. With every step, Mo Ninghai's back became more sweaty.
"Since you are the person brought here by Yuan Jing, I will let you try it. If what you said is false, watch out for your head!" After saying that, Helan Ruizhe passed Mo Ninghai and went straight to the inner hall.
Mo Ninghai wiped the sweat from his forehead and followed.
He was placed behind a screen, with a thin string tied around the Queen Mother's wrist. He had his eyes closed, patiently pressing the other end of the string.
After a while, Mo Ninghai took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone he carried with him, quickly wrote down a densely written prescription, and handed it to Yuan Jing.
Yuan Jing presented it to Helan Ruizhe who was sitting there. He took a quick look and found nothing special about the prescription. It was just some tonics. He couldn't help but doubt the doctor Mo in front of him.
"Prepare the medicine and have Mo Ninghai taste it. If there's nothing unusual within two hours, prepare it for the Queen Mother." Helan Ruizhe handed the prescription to Yuan Jing and instructed, "Also, lock up Mo Ninghai. He can't leave the palace without my order."
Yuan Jing took the prescription and left.
The bedroom fell silent. The Queen Mother on the dragon bed opened her eyes and asked, "Did you find Minzhi?"
"Don't worry, I've asked Yuan Jing to send people to look for him." Helan Ruizhe walked up the stairs, sat down there and said.
"The people from Mu Han Pavilion are not easy to deal with, you have to be careful, cough cough cough..." The Queen Mother suddenly coughed violently, and finally coughed up a pool of blood.
Helan Ruizhe frowned and wiped the blood from the corner of the Queen Mother's mouth with a handkerchief - this was not the first time she had vomited blood. He tucked the quilt in for the Queen Mother and said, "Grandma, you should rest well. I will keep an eye on the situation over there."
The Queen Mother nodded, closed her eyes and fell asleep, but the wrinkles between her brows could not be smoothed out.
Helan Ruizhe returned to the outer hall and began to review the memorials that had accumulated over the past few days.
General's Mansion.
Jin Suting sat on the windowsill, looking at the red wintersweet flowers blooming outside the yard.
This was clearly Suyunxuan, but the most gorgeous red wintersweet was in bloom.
These days, the Ninth Prince picks up Jin Suting to go to Zuixianlou at noon every day as a routine job, and sometimes asks her to take a notebook to write down the taste of the dishes.
After staying outside for another three or four hours, he sent her back to the general's mansion on time.
Although things were still done the same, the Ninth Prince never smiled again, at least within her sight. It was as if overnight, he had become expressionless.
The words they use to communicate are mostly "um", "oh" and "okay".
Jin Suting was very puzzled. How could a person change so quickly and still look so natural?
I don’t know either, and I don’t dare to ask.
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