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The left court judge held a gleaming golden needle in his hand and refused to take it off for a long time.

Because the Queen Mother was writhing in pain on the bed and her clothes were disheveled.There was no way to insert an needle unless someone could hold down the Queen Mother's limbs to prevent her from moving.Otherwise, pricking the wrong acupuncture point will only harm people.

Judge Fang Yuan pulled his arm from the Empress Dowager's hand and ran outside, "Zuo Yuan, you are busy first. I, I will go outside to find General Zhao."

The left court ruled: "."

Judge Fang quickly closed the door and stood at the door, stroking his chest and wiping the sweat from his head.

I'm sorry, Judge Zuo Yuan, I will give you a romantic and happy life that ordinary people are not blessed to enjoy.

When General Zhao came out just now, his face was blue and sluggish, and he looked like he had been squeezed dry.

After he curiously checked his pulse, he discovered that cold air had entered the body, and the yin and yang were deficient. It was not likely that he would die soon, but there was a high chance that it would cause fundamental damage, such as infertility, premature aging, and premature death.

I don’t dare to say or think about what happened last night.After all, no one went into the house to see anything with their own eyes.

Keeping the patient's condition and treatment methods confidential is the basic rule of being a doctor.It is the basic guarantee for their lives.

The door suddenly opened from the inside, and the judge from the left courtyard rushed out, wiping his sweat.

"Quickly go find General Mao, the Queen Mother, Xuan, Xuan, Xuan Han Ziqian to see you."

After finishing speaking, he waved his fingers and was speechless for a long time. After holding it in for a long time, he just said, "You, you, you, despicable."

Fang Yuan felt guilty and raised his voice, "How could I be despicable? Acupuncture is your specialty. Give the Queen Mother an acupuncture, and once it's done, it will bring you countless glory and wealth."

The judge from the left court instantly put on a smile, which made the judge from the square court confused and felt even more guilty. He was about to speak.

Unexpectedly, the judge from the left court stumbled to the side, bowed and said with a charming smile: "General Mao, I was just looking for you."

Mao Yuliang had just been leaning on a pillar to think about something when he suddenly heard someone calling his name.So I went into the house to find out what was going on, and heard the words about the needle.

The left court judge told Mao Yuliang about the urgent summons of Lord Han Ziqian to the palace.

Mao Yuliang listened to the Queen Mother's miserable wailing from inside and thought about it for a moment.

I just heard rumors among the guards that the Queen Mother was seriously poisoned and was dying soon. She might have died at noon, which is why she screamed so sadly and painfully.

As the Imperial Master, Lord Han Ziqian was famous for his cold, arrogant and undisciplined temperament, being indifferent to fame and wealth.Not only was he allowed to wear an unlucky color like off-white in the palace, he was also allowed to skip work whenever he wanted and still receive his monthly salary.

One is the Queen Mother, and the other is the Emperor's Master. The Queen Mother summoned Master Han Ziqian to see him so early in the morning. She must have a very important last wish to explain, and maybe she is asking for help before her death.

Thinking of this, Mao Yu's conscience secretly rejoiced. It was really good luck. As time went by, he was hit by great fortunes one after another.He secretly made up his mind to seize the opportunity and perform well.

Pretending to be calm, he raised his chin and pretended to be business-like, "Outside men are not allowed to enter the harem at will. They need to be summoned by the Holy One. If there is a special emergency, a detailed explanation is required. Is this a special emergency for you?"

Zuo Yuanfan was honest and couldn't think of a reason, so he could only feel anxious.

Judge Fang Yuan was quick-witted, and he took over an army instead. "The Queen Mother is seriously ill in the house and her condition is not good. It is naturally very urgent to summon Master Han into the palace. If things are delayed, can General Mao afford it?" "

Mao Yuliang pretended to be scared and embarrassed, "I can't bear it. It's just that this matter is of great importance. Sir Fang, can you write a note to this official? This way, when Mr. Han enters the palace, the people who are banned from the palace can be released easily." "

Master Fang immediately understood what Mao Yuliang meant, and thought that Master Mao was a master at taking advantage of others.

But there was no other way, his head was tied to the waistband of his trousers. If the Queen Mother insisted on her head, he would take off the waistband of his trousers.But now if he wants Master Han, he can only use his head as a guarantee.

He wrote a sentence: "The Queen Mother is critically ill, please summon Han Ziqian to the palace immediately" and signed his name and Mr. Zuo's name.

Mao Yuliang glanced at the still-dry ink, then grabbed Master Fang's hand and tried to bleed it with his sword. Master Fang was frightened and said quickly, "I understand, I understand. Do it yourself."

As he spoke, he bit his finger and made a dark fingerprint on the paper.Seeing Mr. Fang pressing the finger, the judge from the left court also tried to bite his finger, but the more he hurried, the harder it was to bite. Mao Yuliang cut it gently, drew blood and pressed his fingerprint.

When the paddler pressed the paw prints with his hand, the left court judge was so frightened that he closed his eyes, thinking that the hand he used to give people acupuncture and eating would be maimed from now on.

It turned out that he was unshaven, but brave and careful, and his swordsmanship was as good as a knife.It was just a shallow cut, and you could squeeze it to draw blood, but you didn't feel any pain.

I suddenly felt both respect and fear for Mao Yuliang.

Mao Yuliang took the note approved by the two vice-deans and handed it to another confidant Lu Kunming. He led Lu Kunming all the way to the palace to greet him, and finally sent him to the gate of Fengtianmen. After some instructions, he ordered Lu Kunming to come out of the palace to pick him up in person. Mr. Han.

When Lu Kunming arrived at Han Ziqian's house, Han Ziqian was playing chess with a woman at the stone table under a lush tree.

The woman was wearing a mostly begonia color with dark green clothes, she was pretty and pretty.It is in sharp contrast to Han Ziqian's pure white suit.

It's like a winter filled with ice and snow, and a spring filled with blooming flowers.

When Lu Kunming stepped into the door with his left foot, Han Ziqian dropped a ball and said with a happy face, "I won."

The woman snorted coquettishly, "I'll beat you next time."

He raised his head and looked at Lu Kunming with a pair of bright almond-shaped eyes, then turned to look at Han Ziqian, "Brother is really good at predicting things. The person you have been waiting for is here."

Lu Kunming's eyes lit up.The genius Meng Mengliang is playing chess here. If the woman hadn't called her brother, they would be a perfect match and a perfect couple. "Yes. Here we come." When Han Ziqian looked at Lu Kunming, his smile instantly turned into frost, and he returned to his usual cold look.

I don’t know if this sentence was said to the woman or to Lu Kunming.

Lu Kunming was stunned. Did they know that he was coming?Otherwise, why would the woman say that she is the person Master Han is waiting for?

In the presence of good-looking women, rough men will become somewhat polite.What's more, Lu Kunming was born into a noble family.

Lu Kunming blushed slightly and said, "Master Han, I have taken the liberty of interrupting you early in the morning. The Queen Mother has something urgent to call you into the palace for discussion."

After saying that, he took out the critical illness notice written by the judge from the Fang Yuan and handed it to Han Ziqian.

Han Ziqian took the critical illness notice, read it carefully and decently, returned the notice to Lu Kunming with a straight face, and said softly, "Sir, let's go."

Lu Kunming didn't expect it to go so smoothly, and couldn't help but take a peek at Han Ziqian's sister. The smiling woman in the morning light was as pretty as a primrose in early spring.

"Brother, be careful when you enter the palace. If it doesn't work, let me do it instead."

Lu Kunming stared at the woman blankly, wondering what was going on.The Queen Mother summoned the Imperial Master. Can she still be replaced?

Han Ziqian replied calmly, "Yeah, okay."

Just two words, but full of tenderness.

He turned slightly to look at Lu Kunming and said coldly, "If you continue to look, I will dig out your eyes and feed them to the fish."

Lu Kunming quickly withdrew his gaze, came to his senses, lowered his eyes, and did not dare to make any mistakes again.

The opponent's official position is higher than mine, and his relationship with the emperor is stronger than mine, not to mention his strength. Killing himself would be like squeezing an ant to death.

The man who smiled like the warm sun before seemed to be his own hallucination.

I thought to myself, no matter how good-looking this woman is, who would dare to marry her with such a vicious brother?

The woman stamped her feet and said coquettishly: "Brother, you are scaring people again. If you keep scaring people like this, I won't be able to get married."

Yes, yes, you are absolutely right.Lu Kunming praised this sister in his heart.

From the corner of his eye, he seemed to see the woman smiling brightly at him, and he couldn't help but smile brightly too.

Feeling a chill on his neck, he touched it subconsciously, turned his head and smiled stupidly at sister Han Ziqian.

"Why don't you leave quickly?" Han Ziqian's hand pinched Lu Kunming's neck.

"Master Han, spare your life, spare your life." Lu Kunming quickly begged for mercy obediently, but asked without fear of death, "Master Han, how old is your sister? Is she engaged?"

The next second, Master Han let go of his neck, looked at Lu Kunming with his hands behind his back, and said calmly, "If you want to marry my sister, you must first pass me. You must beat me in a fight, and you must be able to play chess well." I."

"Oh, yes, yes." Lu Kunming quickly agreed.

I complained in my heart, then your sister is probably going to be alone all her life and become an old aunt.

Who can play chess better than you, Mr. Han?Isn't this a toad that wants to eat swan meat?

Lu Kunming was thinking about it when he heard Han Ziqian say slowly, "Master Han is right. He is quite self-aware. Don't even think about the toad wanting to eat the swan meat."

Lu Kunming looked at his chest, confused. Can Master Han know how to read minds?
Han Ziqian is not a mind reader, he just says what is on his mind.

After the two rode away, only Han Ziqian's sister Han Siyu was left in the yard, pouting, sitting in front of the chessboard, twisting the chess pieces and holding her cheek in a daze.

Lu Kunming's words when he walked to the door just now and innocently asked her if she was getting married and engaged echoed in her heart.

A cloud of red clouds flew up to her cheeks.She is sixteen this year and has reached the age where she should consider marriage.

Han Siyu is Han Ziqian's fourth sister and the youngest in the family. One of the three sisters above has died of illness, and the other two have followed their parents' advice to get married.

She wants to marry the person she likes, and doesn't want to blindly marry based on the matchmaker's words.Because she was the youngest daughter, her parents had pampered her since she was a child, so they followed her temper and rejected all those who came to propose marriage.

However, she is confused now, and she still has no one she likes.

Who in this world can be as handsome and talented as her brother, and who can be as kind to her as he is?

The mother looked at her beloved youngest daughter with a smile from a distance. As her daughter grew up, she began to miss her lover.

There was also a look of worry in his eyes.Subconsciously worried about Han Ziqian entering the palace.

There was no peace in the city last night, with riots and screams everywhere.She stayed with Yaonv all night in fear, not daring to close her eyes for fear that someone would break in.

I don’t know what’s going on in the palace now, whether things have changed.

(End of this chapter)