"No!" Princess Yongjia hurriedly said, happily pulling Ning Tan Lichen Sleeve and said, "It's getting late, Mr. Ning, let's go."

Ning Tan lowered his eyebrows and looked at his sleeve that was being pulled. Princess Yongjia blushed and quickly let go of his sleeve. Ning Tan smiled lightly and said, "Princess, please."

"Mr. Ning, please."

While walking outside the palace, Princess Yongjia secretly glanced at the man in white who was walking calmly beside him. Her beautiful face was quietly a little more distressed. Mr. Ning was so gentle to everyone, but... it was precisely because of this gentleness that people also knew that everyone was almost the same in his eyes. Whether it was the princess or the palace maid...

In Xiaocheng, in the backyard of the General's Mansion, Nangong Jue was lying alone on the hospital bed. His eyes, which seemed turbid due to the old and sickness, had a hint of sadness. As a famous general, he was lying on the sickbed during the war. Such pain would be better for him than to have already died in the battlefield. But at this time, even if he did not care about his life, he could not force his sick body to the battlefield, because he did not have any other disease, but an epidemic. an epidemic that would be contagious!

"Father, Your Majesty is here." Nangong Yu came in and reported respectfully.

Nangong Jue was stunned and soon became anxious again, "Cough cough! Your Majesty... How can Your Majesty come here?! Please go out!" If even Your Majesty is infected with the epidemic, then the Nangong family will be redeemed for their crimes. Nangong Yu looked at his father with some embarrassment, and Nangong Jue said in a frustration: "What are you doing when you stand there?! Why don't you go and stop Your Majesty!"

"General." As he spoke, Rong Jin had already appeared at the door, "Is the general okay?"

Nangong Jue struggled to get up, "Your Majesty... the old minister is seriously ill, please avoid it for the time being. If it is Your Majesty... the old minister deserves to die!"

In the blink of an eye, Rong Jin had already hit the bed and reached out to press Nangong Jue back on the bed. Rong Jin said calmly: "I don't take it seriously yet. General, don't worry so much."

"but……"

Rong Jin shook his head, "Since I'm here, there is naturally a way to prevent it. Master Mo Gu, do you think so?"

Mo Wenqing, who followed Rong Jin, looked cold and solemn, but he nodded slowly, "General Nangong, don't worry, the Emperor of Xiyue will not be infected." Rong Jin's medicine for so many years was not in vain. In order to completely cure Rong Jin in the Northern Han three years ago, Mo Wenqing and Han Wentian took out their wealth to prescribe medicine for him. Now, although Rong Jin's body cannot even detoxify blood, he really does not take ordinary small diseases and viruses seriously.

Nangong Jue looked at Mo Wenqing hesitantly, and then he felt relieved. Although he was not familiar with Mo Wenqing, he still knew the reputation of the Lord of Medicine King Valley. People like Mo Wenqing would never lie or hide their illness for anyone or anything.

Rong Jin looked down at Nangong Jue in front of him, describing his thinness and pale face. There were dark spots on the back of his hands that were exposed and the blue blood vessels that were even more exposed due to the sudden sales. It is hard to believe that a generation of famous generals who were still energetic two months ago would become so weak because of illness in just a few days. No wonder Nangong Yu and others are so afraid of this epidemic. Even if they really can't take human life, this disease is a devastating damage to hundreds of thousands of troops.

After lowering his eyebrows and pondering for a moment, Rong Jin said, "General Nangong, I and Lord Mo Gu came here to lift the general to remove the toxins in his body."

Nangong Jue was stunned, "Your Majesty said? Never... This is not poisoning, I am afraid that the effect of the poison is not good. Besides, I am already ill in bed, and Your Majesty must not have any more accidents." Nangong is definitely not unaware of the method of using internal force to expel poison, but it refers to ordinary poison. He does not think that the epidemic is comparable to ordinary poison, even the most powerful poison. Mo Wenqing said lightly: "The same thing is just a little more troublesome. With this person applying acupuncture and cooperating with the Western Yue Emperor to perform his merits, he will definitely be cured within three days."

"But Your Majesty..." Nangong Jue still did not agree much.

Rong Jin said seriously: "At this time... I need General Nangong to appear before the army."

Nangong Jue's expression turned up, "Nanggong Jue... Thank you Your Majesty!" Nangong Jue understood that Rong Jin did this not only to help him, but could even say that he saved his life. He was over 70 years old and was infected with this disease at this age. Even if others didn't say it, Nangong Jue could feel that it was almost impossible to recover by himself. Even if he was tall inside, he was still not as energetic as a young man's body. Rong Jin raised his sword eyebrows and looked at Mo Wenqing and said, "Let's start."

Mo Wenqing nodded, and Nangong Yu pushed to the side silently to guard the door for them. Rong Jin sat on the edge of the bed and held Nangong Jue's back with one hand, and slowly sent internal strength into Nangong Jue's inner body as Mo Wenqing ordered. Mo Wenqing stood by the bed, with a cold and focused expression. With a raised hand, seven or eight silver needles appeared on his fingertips. His eyes were slightly sunken. Mo Wenqing saw a flash of silver light in the blink of an eyebrow, and seven or eight silver needles penetrated into several acupoints inside. Nangong Jue's body trembled slightly, slowly closed his eyes, but there was no pain on his old face. Seeing this, Mo Wenqing raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Rong Jin snorted lightly and said, "I am worthy of being the Lord of the Medicine King Valley. I really dare to take action." The acupoints that Mo Wenqing used to take action are the most deadly fatal points in the human body. If a doctor saw it here, he would have been so scared that his legs were weak, not to mention that Mo Wenqing even gave seven or eight injections at one time. Mo Wenqing said lightly: "The Emperor of Xiyue is not inferior. He can still speak in this case." The reason why most people cannot do this is because it requires extremely profound internal strength. In this case, Rong Jin dares to speak, which shows that he is indeed at ease. Rong Jin's current strength is probably above Wei Wuji, Geshuhan and others.

Rong Jin smiled faintly and looked at Mo Wenqing's sleeves calmly, and several silver needles stabbed Nangong Jue. Such a big way to cut the needle, Nangong Yu next to him made his face stiff, but he did not dare to disturb him at all.

"Run the internal force along the place where the needle is lowered." Mo Wenqing ordered. Nangong Jue is so weak that he cannot mobilize his internal force at all, so he can only guide him by Rong Jin. Rong Jin looked at the silver needle on Nangong Jue's head and said, "I don't want... the last person rescued was a stupid general of the Western Yue." Mo Wenqing said, "As long as the internal force of the Western Yue Emperor is controlled, this situation will not happen." Mr. Rong Jiu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth: So, if something goes wrong with Nangong Jue, I will blame me?

Neglecting Mo Wenqing, Rong Jin closed his eyes and focused on using his power to force the poison. This situation was much more troublesome than when he built the poison for Xia. Young Master Rong Jiu, who did not understand medicine, could not notice the poison in Nangong Jue's body, and could only follow Mo Wenqing's instructions to let his internal force walk in Nangong Jue's meridians over and over again. Mo Wenqing stood by the bed and looked at Nangong Jue's situation and walked to the side to take out a pile of large and small porcelain bottles to start mixing medicines. During this period, he pierced the back of Nangong Jue's hand and collected some of his blood with a jade bottle. Then poured some drugs into Nangong Jue's mouth that were unknown. Nangong Yu, who was standing at the door, looked at the situation and was worried and confused, but still dared not disturb Mo Wenqing, so he had to stand there and wait with his heart and lungs.
Chapter completed!