Prosperous advisors

Chapter 320 Rejection (4)
Rong Jin was silent for a while, grabbed the medicine that Xue Ren handed over, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.He snorted softly before saying, "Back off."

Xue Ren and Wuqing looked at each other, then gave Mu Qingyi a please look, and then hurriedly backed out.

Looking at the meals on the table, Mu Qingyi smiled helplessly, turned her head and said to Rong Jin: "Let's eat first."

Rong Jin slowly raised his hand and handed it to her.Although the left hand is tightly protected by white cloth, the ten fingers of the right hand are covered with lotion, which is not much better.

Mu Qingyi, who had long since given up on reasoning with someone, had no choice but to pick up chopsticks and taste him personally.Seeing someone who eats with gusto and doesn't forget to greet someone to eat with him, a sense of powerless frustration spreads in his heart.

The next day, Rong Jin was ill in bed.The first day when she got sick, she consumed too much energy, and instead of taking a good rest, she ran to spend time with Mu Qingyi. The next morning, the girl who was serving Rong Jin found that the prince had already started to feel dizzy with fever. up.Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and quickly sent someone to invite the imperial physician.

Fortunately, Rong Jin's situation seemed to have been handled by the imperial physicians with ease, and he prescribed a few medicines for conditioning, and then told him to take a good rest and recuperate.Holding the prescription in her hand, Mu Qingyi frowned slightly, Rong Jin was obviously very strangely ill, but these imperial physicians acted as if he had just accidentally caught a cold, no one mentioned his previous illness at all.

After sending the imperial physician away, Xue Rencai came forward to Mu Qingyi and said, "Master, let the old slave get the medicine."

Mu Qingyi frowned, raised the prescription in her hand and asked, "Is this stuff really useful?" What kind of prescription is this, it's just an ordinary house for health care.Anyone who is a little proficient in health preservation can probably recite seven or eight of them.Xiyue used this thing to treat the prince?

Xue Ren said helplessly: "Emperor doctors, there is no other way..."

Mu Qingyi vaguely remembered that Rong Jin said that his illness was not caused by Mo Wenqing, even Mo Wenqing's master couldn't help him.After a moment of silence, he opened his mouth and said: "Guan Xue, you watched the prince grow up. What kind of disease is he? Or... what kind of poison?"

Xue Ren's face changed slightly, and after looking at Mu Qingyi for a long time, he finally shook his head helplessly and said, "Boss Gu is someone the prince trusts, and this old slave has nothing to shy away from. In fact... the prince was not like this when he was young. They were born healthy and healthy, until they were seven or eight years old. Until... until the prince was eight years old, he was poisoned in the palace for some reason. His Majesty ordered someone to invite someone from the imperial city at that time. It took several months for all the famous doctors inside and outside to finally bring the prince back to life. But the prince's body has been ruined ever since."

Mu Qingyi frowned slightly, "Then?"

A glint of admiration flashed in Xue Ren's eyes, and he sighed, "If that's all, that's all. It's just that the prince has had a hard life since he was a child. Seven years ago, when the prince was 12 years old, an assassin broke into the palace, and the prince was kidnapped by the assassin. It was not until two months later that General Nangong found him on the edge of a desert in the border town. Since then, the prince is still weak on weekdays, but within a few months he will suddenly become mad. It looks like red blood, looks like a ghost, and cuts at anyone... Once, the prince almost killed all the palace people in the plum garden where he lived. In desperation, His Majesty had someone specially forge those black iron chains , when the prince is sick, he can be locked up so as not to hurt others and himself."

Speaking of this, Xue Ren's old eyes couldn't help turning red.He didn't know why God would impose so much suffering on a child.Isn't it pitiful enough for the prince to lose his mother and concubine since he was a child, growing up alone in the palace?

"No one knows what's going on?"

Xue Ren shook his head and said: "Because of the prince's illness, His Majesty almost sent troops to encircle and suppress the Valley of the Medicine King this year. Finally, the owner of the Valley of the Medicine King personally diagnosed and treated His Highness, but still could not find any reason."

Hearing this, Mu Qingyi could only sigh helplessly.Raising his hand, he handed the prescription to Xue Ren and said, "Guan Xue should send someone to fetch the medicine."

Xue Ren nodded, "The old slave will leave."

Watching Xue Ren go out, Mu Qingyi stood up and walked into the inner room.In the bedroom, Rong Jin was lying on the bed, although he was awake, but just looking at his lifeless eyes, he knew that he probably didn't have the energy to make troubles anymore.

Qing'er and Wuqing stood on the bedside, one on the left and the other on the right. The difference was that Wuqing was just standing on the bedside with a sword in his arms, while Qing'er held a wet handkerchief in his hand and hesitated to go forward with tears in his eyes.

Mu Qingyi sighed softly, took the wet towel and said, "I'll do it."

Qing'er's hands tightened, and she took a quick step back to let Mu Qingyi's hand go empty, "Thank you, Manager Gu, but it's the servant's responsibility to take care of the prince, so I don't dare to bother the manager."

Mu Qingyi raised her eyebrows, noncommittal.Walking to the edge of the bed and sitting down, looking down at Rong Jin who was sleepy and lacking energy, he said indifferently: "Are you still making trouble? What good does such nonsense do to yourself?"

Rong Jin blinked, "Qingqing...it hurts..."

"Where does it hurt?"

Rong Jin hesitated for a while before saying: "It hurts..."

Mu Qingyi sighed, and glanced at Wuqing beside him.Wu Qing understood immediately, fished out a wet towel from the basin beside him, wrung it dry and handed it to Mu Qingyi.Mu Qingyi wiped his sweat carefully, put another wet towel on his forehead, and said, "If you mess around again in the future, you can see if I will still care about you."

Rong Jin lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "I didn't mess around...it's always been like this..." Anyway, after every attack, he would be sick for two days and couldn't do anything, why didn't he do something he wanted to do before he still had the strength Did you say what you wanted to say?

"Take a good rest. You'll get better soon." Mu Qingyi said softly.

A pleasant smile flashed in Rong Jin's eyes, and he nodded silently.

"Report to the lord, report to Manager Gu, King Zhi, King Zhuang, and all the lords and princes have come to visit the lord." The steward outside the door hurriedly came to report.

Mu Qingyi frowned, Rong Jin's current appearance was not suitable for meeting guests.And with Rong Jin's heart, he probably wouldn't want to see them either.Sure enough, when he turned around, he saw that Rong Jin had turned his head to one side and pretended to be asleep.

"Forget it, invite the lords to drink tea in the hall, and I'll go there right away." After thinking about it, Mu Qingyi ordered.

The prince and the prince came to the door in person, and it was impossible for them to leave the gift and drive out.Now there is no concubine in the mansion, except for Rong Jin, the prince, she can only receive these princes as the manager.But...Rong Yan...Mu Qingyi smiled lightly, and she couldn't hide for a while, unless she stayed in Prince Yu's Mansion for the rest of her life, how could it be possible not only for Rong Yan, but also for Murong Yu not to meet?
(End of this chapter)