Prosperous Concubine

Chapter 431
"Yes, Ms. Jiang, tell me as soon as you figure out the answer. It's been a while, and I have less time to ask Mr. Mu for advice." Ye Wensong urged very cooperatively, his eyes full of gloating: Jiang Xin It is well known that martial arts are superb and literary talent is average, and she will never be able to match her younger sister's poems.

An Mofeng looked at their arrogance and sarcasm eyes, a dark light appeared in his eyes, and said coldly: "It's just a poem, there's nothing to embarrass. The second half of the sentence is..."

"Brother An, let us men not get involved in the competition between women and women." Ye Wensong interrupted him, with a slight sneer in his eyes.

Mu Yutang pursed her lips, what she said was really high-sounding, the competition must pay attention to fairness, impartiality, what is better than both of them, Ye Xian is better, knowing that Jiang Xin is not good at literature, and compulsively compete with others what she is best at Literary talent is clearly bullying people.

Su Bai's small hand reached Jiang Xin's back, and quickly wrote a few words.

There is only a thin layer of military uniform, and the senses of martial arts practitioners are keen. The characters clearly entered Jiang Xin's mind through the nerves on her back. The knot with the same heart has not yet been achieved. The tide at the head of the river has calmed down."

The beautiful female voice entered her ears, and Ye Xian's proud smile froze, and she actually matched her poems. She had some skills, and she wanted to see how powerful Jiang Xin was: "Bian Shui Liu, Si Shui Liu, Liu Shui Liu When we arrived at Guazhou Ancient Ferry, Wu Shan felt a little worried."

"Thinking about you, hating you, you don't stop hating until you return, and the moonlight man leans on the building."

"Without a colorful phoenix and two flying wings."

"Minds think alike……"

Ye Xian uttered a sentence, and Jiang Xin answered a sentence. The poems were neatly matched and extremely correct, making it impossible to find any mistakes.

Ye Xian's small face turned from white to blue, from blue to red, and within a few breaths, it has changed more than a dozen colors: Jiang Xin obviously doesn't understand poetry, why did he suddenly change so much...

Mu Yutang stood sideways beside Jiang Xin. Ye Wensong and Ye Xian didn't see her little movements, but Mu Chenfeng could see them clearly, looking at her a little more deeply...

Looking at Mu Yutang's bright little face, An Mofeng guessed the whole story easily, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: With the little wild cats around, the Ye brothers and sisters will definitely not be able to take advantage of it...

After speaking dozens of poems, Ye Xian's mouth was dry and her mood was very depressed. Seeing Ye Xian's calm appearance, her complexion was gloomy, angry and impatient, and none of the pile of poems could hold her back. Ye Xin's is extremely hateful.

She couldn't ask Mu Chenfeng for poetry advice, and Ye Xin couldn't get close to him, anyway, it was getting late anyway, so they would fight to the end, and no one could take advantage of it.

Looking up at Ye Xin, she saw her complexion suddenly changed, her lips were pale and bloodless, and there was a faint pain in her eyes, and she pressed her temples hard with both hands.

"You have another headache." An Mofeng sighed softly, took out a cotton napkin, wet it in clear water, and covered Ye Xin's forehead.

The slight coldness penetrated the skin and penetrated into the nerves, and the headache was relieved a lot. Ye Xin pressed the wet cotton handkerchief, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Mu Yutang's eyes were fixed. Jiang Xin's symptoms were a bit similar to Xiao Qingyu's, but only a little bit. Moreover, her pain was mild and could be resolved with cold water: "Do you often have headaches?"

Jiang Xin nodded: "Three years ago, I was injured in a battle. Since then, I have suffered from headaches. Fortunately, the pain is not serious. Applying cold water is enough."

It turned out that it wasn't poisoning, it was injury!

Mu Yutang took out a purse and handed it to Jiang Xin: "This is a medicine developed by a friend of mine. It is designed to treat headaches. You can try it to see if it works."

Jiang Xin had seen many doctors, and they all said that the root cause of the disease could not be removed. As time passed, she no longer expressed hope for a cure. She couldn't bear to refuse Mu Yutang's kindness, took the purse, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

He casually held the purse up to the tip of his nose, sniffed it lightly, and the faint medicinal fragrance penetrated into his nose, and his headache was relieved by more than half in an instant.

Jiang Xin's eyes sparkled brightly: "Which doctor dispensed this medicine?"

Mu Yutang smiled softly: "My friend is not a doctor, but has a lot of research on medicine." The climate in Baihu Country is cold, and Xiao Qingyu was afraid that she would not be acclimatized, so he crushed the medicinal materials and made them into purses for her to wear against wind and cold. Unexpectedly, it relieved Jiang Xin's headache.

Xiao Qingyu didn't want people to know that he knew medical skills, so she naturally wanted to keep a secret for him, and everyone who didn't make noise knew it.

"Can I meet that friend of yours?" Jiang Xin was injured for three years and had constant headaches. The attacks became severe and she could not sleep at night due to the pain. The medicine prescribed by that person could relieve her pain. pulse, maybe it can cure her headache.

Seeing her eyes full of hope, Mu Yutang smiled embarrassedly: "He is in the capital of Qinglong Kingdom."

"That's it..." Jiang Xin's eyes were full of disappointment, and then disappeared without a trace, his pupils shone with a brilliant brilliance: "When I have some free time, I will go to Qinglong Kingdom and completely cure my headache..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly thought of something, turned her head to look at Mu Yutang, her eyes flickered with rare solemnity: "Girl, your friend is so skilled in medicine, he must be able to cure insomnia!"

"Of course it can be cured." Mu Yutang nodded, took out a purse and handed it to Jiang Xin: "Wear it on your body, put it next to your pillow before going to sleep, and sleep peacefully all night."

Xiao Qingyu was afraid that she would find it difficult to fall asleep due to her traveling all the way, so she bought an sleeping purse. She had a bumpy day and slept very well at night, so she didn't use her purse much. Since some people couldn't sleep, she borrowed flowers to offer Buddha to those in need.

Jiang Xin took the purse, and smelled a faint fragrance, faintly scented, faintly scented with herbs, which made people feel extra comfortable, and the only two or three points of pain left in her head disappeared without a trace. The whole person is indescribably comfortable.

Her eyes were full of joy, and she repeatedly praised: "The medicine your friend prepared is really extraordinary, and it will definitely cure the queen's insomnia."

Empress?

Mu Yutang was taken aback: She thought Jiang Xin was asking for medicine to cure insomnia for the elders in the general's mansion, but she didn't expect it to be for the current empress.

Seeing Jiang Xin holding the purse and looking left and right as if she had found a treasure, Mu Yutang slightly raised her eyebrows: As far as she knows, the queen of the White Tiger Kingdom is surnamed Ye, and she is the daughter of Prime Minister Ye. As the daughter of the general, she should hate the queen, why would she care so much about her?

Ye Wensong glanced at the purse, disapproving: "The queen has suffered from insomnia for five or six years. She has seen no less than a hundred famous doctors and used thousands or tens of thousands of medicinal materials, but her condition has not improved at all. What effect can this small purse do?" ?”

Jiang Xin's face darkened when he heard this, and he looked at him coldly: "Whether it works or not, you will know after you try it, don't you think it's too early to draw conclusions?"

(End of this chapter)