Don't bother me, Lord Ghost King

Nightingale can't afford to get sick. She asks for medicine, but it hasn't improved much.

Yefeng and Nangong Ning are worried. The doctor has changed no less than ten, but the little girl has been sick. Her long eyelashes fall down, covering her dark eyes like the deep pool.

When Qiao Yu heard the news, he quickly sent Zhao Mingwei to take the party into Ningcheng, the capital of Beiqi.

Yefeng pondered a little, and the Marquis Anning immediately said with a smile: "the imperial doctor in the palace is always better than the ordinary doctor. If the princess makes a mistake in Beiqi, it will be difficult for our monarch to see the old friend“

Over the years, Beiqi and Nanling have been living in peace. Qiao Yu has been to Nanling capital several times in person. Yefeng loves his granddaughter and is no longer polite.

No one noticed that the Nightingale's eyelashes trembled after getting the consent of Yefeng. It was like a butterfly spreading its wings to fly. The corners of its lips also rose, and a touch of joy flashed in its eyes.

Qiao Yu arranged Yefeng and others in the Royal post house, and he brought the imperial doctor to visit.

Nightingale quietly lying in bed, Lilliputian clever gentle, see Qiao Yu, just weak pulled the corner of the mouth, is a smile.

"Little girl, you need to get better soon! There are many interesting places in Beiqi. Don't you want to see them? " When Qiao Yu saw the Nightingale's appearance, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

In his eyes, Nightingale has always been a talkative, funny and energetic doll. He is not used to her silence.

"Yes, but I don't have the strength." At last the Nightingale spoke in a low voice.

Yefeng and Nangong Ning are looking forward to each other. They are so happy that they quickly order people to serve the porridge which has been cooked for a long time.

Nightingale shakes her head and refuses. Nangong Ning tries to persuade her.

Qiao Yu reached over and looked at her gently with smiling eyes.

Little girl this just called a person to help oneself to get up, half lean on the head of the bed.

When the spoon reached his lips, Qiao Yu didn't have to talk much, so the Nightingale opened his mouth with cooperation.

After a few bites, the Nightingale shook her head again.

Qiao Yu holds the spoon patiently and looks at her.

Little wench son in the end defeated next array, extremely unwillingly again used some.

Most bowl of porridge into the stomach, Nightingale seems to have some strength, doodle mouth protest: "I really can't eat any more!"

Qiao Yu didn't force her any more. He gave her a silk handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth carefully.

After several days, the Nightingale's condition still didn't improve much. Only when Qiao Yu came, he would eat something obediently.

"Please come to Yuxuan!" Nangong Ning has nothing to do. Discuss with Yefeng.

The royal doctor of Beiqi also said that the girl was just frightened. After careful care, she will soon recover.

But after a lot of time, the Nightingale still lingered on the bed.

"No, my uncle is very busy." The Nightingale refused.

Nowadays, the Lingxiao Pavilion is full of good people, and there is an endless stream of people coming to seek medical advice. Nangong Yuxuan only hates the lack of skills, and is really busy.

"If not, ask Mo to come here!" Qiao Yu thought of another person, his ability is never under Nangong Yuxuan.

Yefeng doesn't object. Mohist always behaves perversely. However, in the hands of Mo Wen, he has made great progress. Moreover, he is not an outsider.

The Nightingale blinked and began to laugh: "those pills of master Mo are delicious."

Qiao Yu and others all laughed. The elixir, which is hard to find by others, turned into delicious in Nightingale's eyes? Mo asked if he knew, would it hurt?

In the past, Qiao Yu was good at asking Mo Wen. Now, because of his sister, he is just a letter.

Mo Wen took the letter and hesitated for a long time.

Jolin has never seen this man have tangled time, not from curious to ask the reason.

Mo Wen handed the letter to her.

"Why, is the Nightingale ill? Then go Jolin urged.

Mo asked "ha ha" with a smile, a face came up to her and said with a smiley face: "but I can't bear to part with you!"

He dotes on his wife, who is much younger than him. They have been together for several years.

Jolin pushed him with a red face: "go, the older the more serious."

Mo asked the injured man touching his handsome face and repeatedly asked: "do you dislike me?"

Although Jolin has become a mother, she is as delicate as a flower under his care and affection.

Looking at the man, Qiao Lin's eyes are as deep as the sea, her hair is as black as ink, and her forehead and corner of her eyes have already been imprinted by the years. However, she is still graceful and graceful, which has a fatal attraction.

"Where is it? I, I've always been... Fond of you. " Jolin was a little shy when she said these words.

At the beginning, but I took the initiative!

Mo asked with a satisfied smile, embracing her shoulder: "or, would you like to go with me?"

Jolin was slightly embarrassed: "the child is still young, I'm afraid I can't stand the long journey."

She also wants to go home to have a look. Her relatives are all in Beiqi, and only her brother comes to see her every few years.

Mo asked with a brilliant smile, confidently said: "with your husband, the size of the security ah!"

Besides, his Mohist children are not so delicate.

"Good, good!" Jolin can't help but be happy. It's a good idea to kill two birds with one stone.

Thinking about the Nightingale's illness, Mo Wen hurried on his way and missed the chance to enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way.

Mo Han can't bear to be excited, waving her little hands and feet, "yiyiya" keeps talking.

Mo asked, holding him on his knee, nodding his nose and laughing: "it's my Mohist child, who is strong!"

Jolin is speechless. When she was a little girl, she was soaked in liquid medicine. All kinds of pills are almost as punctual as three meals a day. It's hard to think about them!

"The little girl of the night family has gained my advantage. How can she be so useless?" Mo asked Liang Xiang contrast, or think his son is more competitive.

"My brother's letter said that the child was frightened, not a common disease." Jolin is a little distressed. The girl is very attractive.

Mo Wen arrived at Beiqi as soon as he could, and went to the post house directly according to the address on the letter.

"Mo, the miracle doctor." Night peak considered for a moment, gave such a name.

Mo asked, almost laughing, "if the emperor doesn't call me old poison."

Jolin had already walked to the bedside and bent over to see the nightingale. The little girl really had a few distinctions, and her eyes became bigger and bigger.

"With Shigong, even Yama can't accept you." Mo Wen reached for her pulse.

After a while, his face gradually dignified, Nightingale and he looked at each other a little, on the guilty of turning his eyes.

"Why, isn't the child very good?" Nangong Ning was startled.

The Nightingale quietly drags the sleeve of Mo Wen, full of begging color.