"Dongfang Xuaner?"

Gu Mingyan looked at the ghost, asked about the name and chuckled: "although she is Duan Chengxuan's concubine room in the name of Duan Chengxuan, there is no husband and wife, why do you want to take it? What did Dongfang Xuaner do to Duan Chengxuan? "

Listen to her say so, ghost just feel like a lump in the throat, half a day can't say a word.

That's not what he meant.

On the contrary, Zhang Liangshan, who was making medicine on one side, sighed heavily: "are you really a fool to be a ghost when you start to talk too much?"

This time, it's Gu Mingyan's turn to stop talking. Just when she was full of food and drink, she heard a voice outside the door. She said that Dongfang Xuaner was not in serious trouble now, and that Duan Chengxuan had asked her to think about it behind closed doors. She said more about Dongfang Xuaner.

The ghost immediately blacked his face, saying that Dongfang xuan'er had a deep mind, and could do anything under the eyes of the Lord. Gu Mingyan was angry for her sister, so there was a conversation just now.

However, the second half of the sentence is indeed with some idiomatic meaning.

Duan Chengxuan left without saying a word. She just wanted to tease him, but she didn't have more meaning.

Now I don't know how to grasp the heart and scratch the liver. It's natural to ask if I can find a breakthrough.

"How is your body? Do you have a solution?" Zhang Liangshan asked again.

Suddenly back to God, Gu Mingyan just set up pulse for himself. At this time, he only relied on the bed and shook his head: "it's almost impossible for posterity to get away with such a body, but there's only a trace of vitality in the slowly recuperation."

"But if you take care of it slowly, your body can't last more than a year. Time is not enough." Zhang Liangshan took out many prescriptions he found one by one, as if he wanted to try them on Gu Mingyan.

But these chronic conditioning drugs take five to eight years longer, and at least three years for the shorter ones.

Even if we can maintain our life, the broken body will not last for two and a half years.

Gu Mingyan blinked innocently: "in fact, I think my luck is very good."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Liangshan has a bad feeling.

"The ice coffin used by the emperor's sweetheart can seal me up for a long time. In addition, I smell the blood is sweet. Maybe drinking blood is a way of life continuation. However, when I think of the habit of drunk snow, I am afraid that once I drink blood, I will not wake up." Gu Mingyan said quickly, and finally came to the conclusion: "the way I thought before is to drink some blood and sleep deeply, then seal myself in the ice coffin, and wait for you to take care of me carefully until I find the antidote, which is the best way."

The ghost's face was relieved. As a doctor, Zhang Liangshan knew the key point.

"In the frozen coffin, only medicine can survive every day."

"If you want to leave the ice coffin again, you don't need to delay your illness like Yujun. The drunken snow in your body is born on the snow mountain. How many days can the ice coffin freeze it? Let alone delay your illness. I'm afraid that you need to feed it with blood every day. Then you can wake up."

"If there is no antidote, you will not be awakened. Three years later, you can be buried with the ice coffin."

Zhang Liangshan said the cause and effect, and the ghosts around him were frightened.

Even if he only gave a drop of blood every day, he had to open a mouth on his body every day. However, the possibility of success of the three-year gambling seems to be very small. He couldn't help but say, "how do you think of this method?"

"Zhang Liangshan's method of recuperation is many, but I don't know whether it is effective or not. In fact, it is less than half a year before he knows which one is more suitable." Gu Mingyan got up from his bed and said with a wry smile, "I was going to take care of it carefully before, but at that time I lost my memory, worried that Yuzhi and Aizhi were not credible, and I had to leave my manuscript in the future. Now I have been back to my mind, and I have missed the opportunity to take care of it."

How can she calculate that she will lose part of her memory.

In addition, the rest of the manuscripts were read one by one because she was prepared for people, which was to confuse her amnesia at that time.

At this time, in front of Zhang Liangshan and ghosts, she was outspoken.

"In fact, I lost my memory. I remember the prescription for immortality from the manuscript, which has been destroyed..." Gu Mingyan scratched his cheek modestly: "I can't really believe AI Zhi and Yu Zhi all the time, so the prescriptions on the manuscript are all fake, and from the beginning, I guessed the appearance of the platform. The real platform only needs living water and simple mechanism."

There was no word for a moment.

Ghost and Zhang Liangshan looked at each other for a long time. Finally, Zhang Liangshan scolded him secretly and said that he could not live without being angry.

I don't know if it means that she inadvertently guides her amnesia to take care of her own maladjustment, or she always resents her deep mind and hurt others and herself.

"Why didn't you say it to me then?" said the ghost

"One is that you don't know medicine, the other is that I never thought I would lose my memory."

Gu Mingyan's shoulders drooped down, and his fingertips twisted a corner of the quilt uneasily.

Ghost headache rubbed the forehead: "what is the real prescription?"

"The poison of Phoenix gall rhizome, plus Zui Xue, and finally, Chi Yu Ze and Cun Shao, that Cun Shao is just an ordinary herb, but it is against Chi Yu Ze, so I gave Duan Chengxuan and Duan Chengrui's prescriptions after that, and didn't write Chi Yu Ze and Cun Shao at all, and the poison of Phoenix gall rhizome has always been in my body, so I didn't write it in the manuscript at all."

Gu Mingyan immediately couldn't laugh or cry. If Duan Cong really thought the prescription was true, he put it into action.

Then did she not fall into the name of regicide.

The ghost took a deep breath. She didn't know if she should be glad that the prescription she had given was fake or wipe a pair of bitter tears for the Lord. At last, she left only one sentence: "go and talk with the Lord yourself."

"Just say it, I didn't mean it." Gu Mingyan's mouth is shriveled, but he still feels uneasy.

She even made a hole in herself!

What a shame to say!

……

In the shop at this time, Duan Chengrui only used his best to stabilize the table.

The eyes of the emperor's uncle were covered with blood and white knuckles, just like the Shura climbing out of the underworld, which made people reluctant to intersect with his vision, but Duan Chengrui looked directly at him under such pressure, and said in a cold voice, "didn't the emperor take people away long ago?"

"Is it?" Duan Chengxuan picked up his eyebrow and looked at it. He also tried hard to use the long knife in his hand.

Even if Duan Chengrui made a little effort, the table made a squeak in the process of their hands.

Duan Chengrui's forehead is covered with a thin layer of sweat, so it's hard to gain some face from Duan Chengxuan's ten to ten strength.

"If you don't hide cigarettes, how do you know that the king has taken people away?"