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Xing Huang Lian Si Wheat Skin

Hearing that Chuan Yun became calmer. "really? Is he worried about me?"

"We didn't tell him and we forbid others from telling. We lied to him, Your Majesty is taking a school outing to the forest to hunt for a month," lied Si Mu again.

Physician Fang Leng helped him by nodding in order to make Chuan Yun unsuspecting.

Chuan Yun smiled as he laughed softly as if relieved.

"ahahaha. Ah ahaq! Uhuk uhuk!" Chuan Yun smothered his mouth. He returned to spit blood.

"Young Master!"

"Tabib Leng! What's going on?!" angry at Si Mu.

"I've tried everything I can. But all this depends on His Majesty's body having to fight the poison" Physician Leng said.

"His Third Prince's Majesty is very lucky. After the symptoms occur, it is treated immediately. Otherwise, it might not be helped," continued Physician Leng.

Si Mu immediately helped Chuan Yun clean his hands with water and cloth, as well as his mouth.

"Your Majesty, don't move and talk too much. Rest completely until healed and take medicine regularly," Physician Leng took out a medicinal pill from his bamboo woven bag and gave it to Si Mu.

"The drug is boiled with one hundred and fifty milliseconds of water and drunk three times a day. I would come here every morning to stick the acupuncture needles and remove the poison" Physician Leng explained at length.

Si Mu nodded in understanding.

"Young Master, are you still strong?" si Mu asked as he watched Chuan Yun close his eyes tightly as if in pain.

Chuan Yun nodded.

"Make me the cure" Chuan Yun asked himself.

"I can't let it wait for me for long. He will cry" Chuan Yun said as he gripped his stomach.

Si Mu shook his head unable to see his master endure the pain and still had time to think about Ting Er.

What else knowing the fact that the girl was already put to death, Si Mu was getting saddened to not be able to imagine the future when his master found out.

But he immediately nodded with a happy smile and tears of sadness, "I'll make it Master!"

"Who dares to poison me like this .." - Chuan Yun.

"He is Prince Fu Jia. Who else, sir?" answer Si Mu.

"Didn't you arrest him and punish him? He's so stupid. It could poison me so blatantly. Does he want to be put to death by father?"

The Mu gulped his saliva violently.

"Young Master, I promise everything is safely under control. It is better for Young Master not to talk about this first and focus on Young Master's recovery. Isn't it that Miss Ting Er will be very anxious waiting if Mister hasn't healed too in a month?" Si Mu smiled stiffly.

Sorry Young Master. Servant is ready to die at the hands of Master if one day Young Master has recovered and knows everything, Inner Si Mu.

"Everything safe? Alright I trust you Si Mu," Chuan Yun smiled.

"Ah ... which pain is this with menstrual cramps?" chuan Yun's complacency who began to break out in cold sweat held him back.

"Defend Young Master! The medicine was finished," Si Mu quickly blew out his heating flame and poured it into the ceramic bowl, then stirred the medicinal pill until it dissolved into it.

"So soon drink this Sir," he said with a worried tone.

Si Mu picked up the dropped spoon while bowing. As he straightened his body again, the ceramic bowl in Chuan Yun's hand was empty until he was shocked.

He smiled happily at the spirit of his master's life, then took back his bowl.

Physician Leng nodded confidently at what he saw, "If His Highness the Third Prince is to recover from this spirit of his life, he will make a new history in the world of ferocious poison."

Si Mu held back his laughter hearing the positive statement from their trusted healer. He rubbed his own sweat then turned around to envelop his master.

"Make me eat" Chuan Yun asked again.

"Make porridge only. Hopefully the digestion can still receive food," Physician Leng chimed in.

The tears of Si Mu fell back. He nodded then quickly called out to some of his trusted female servants to make some porridge.

"Maybe it's not as delicious as Ting Er's cooking," Chuan Yun complained with his eyes closed as if he was seductive.

"Seeing him sober up so quickly, I actually didn't expect. He should have been in a coma for days. Many patients who have experienced the same thing, usually can not take medicine because of coma, then died," said Physician Leng to Si Mu with a soft whisper.

But it seemed Chuan Yun managed to catch his voice, "So I had a dream ..."

"What is it, sir?" Si Mu immediately looked curious.

"Ting Er stood beside me and called out loud to me. So I woke up. But it turns out that he's not here .." Chuan Yun told in a weak voice.

Si Mu and Physician Leng immediately looked at the sad face. "Did the girl's spirit wake her up?" whispered Physician Leng timidly.

Si Mu rubbed his arm all the way to his fingers, it seemed like the guard was goosebumps for no reason.

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"stand there! Line up neatly!" the Order of the Palace's Child Teacher. She was a slim-bodied old woman who always carried a wooden stick in her hands.

"Place your hands together!" orders again.

Dozens of beautiful girls lined up there immediately spread out their hands with annoyed expressions, some were stretching out with smiles because they were confident in the proportionate size of their hands.

He walked back and forth to measure the length of the girls' arms with a wooden stick, then recorded the results on paper with inked peacock feathers.

Suddenly Yu Nan came carrying Ting Er in the grasp of her hand, then carried her in there.

"That guard again?" wonder the old lady who was busy taking note of that. He immediately handed the paper and the questioner to his assistant and hurriedly greeted Yu Nan.

"Yes how is the Emperor's Personal Guard?" ask her with a smile.

"Your Majesty sent this girl to take part in the selection. Make sure he escapes, because otherwise His Majesty will behead you," Yu Nan said with a firm tone and a stiff flat expression.

"Ah hahaha. All right I understand. So ... The ones who should escape are Miss Wu Yang Zhu and this Miss. Ah sorry miss who?" ask the woman.

Yu Nan recalled his Emperor's message regarding giving this new identity to the girl he had captured. The Emperor gave him a new name.

"Xing Huang Lian," Yu Nan replied.

Ting Er spelled out her new name once more, then looked up at the name-giver Yu Nan in surprise.

"Huang Lian which means yellow?" whispered to the emperor's guard.

"Is there no better name?" grunts with manyun lips.