Chapter 622

Minglan was angry and said with resentment in her eyes: "Nangong yueluo, you've accepted our empress's 400000 taels of silver, and you're not going to save our empress. If our empress has a just in case, you don't want to go out of the palace again. "

Nangong yueluo said: "well, I made a prescription earlier, but you didn't listen. I'm afraid it's too late now... "

Minglan looked at the 400000 silver note in zhixia's hand. She was anxious and angry: "Nangong yueluo, how can you do this? After receiving the silver note, how can you not save people. I don't care. As long as you accept our lady's money, you have to cure her. "

Zhixia stepped forward to block Nangong yueluo: "you don't care. Your mother has just delayed her illness. Besides, what's your tone? Are you asking our lady to help us? "

"Isn't there a Taiyi? Let the doctors go to rescue first? " When zhixia talked about the imperial doctors, they trembled with fear.

The cause of the disease did not come out. When she knelt down on the ground, she was afraid that she would die.

People in the palace of Feixue hall looked at the look of the doctors, and they couldn't help crying: "Niang Niang..."

Minglan couldn't help wiping her tears, but she still gritted her teeth and knelt down on the ground, pleading: "please Nangong miss to save my mother. Miss Nangong is a miracle doctor. She will come back from the dead. Please help my mother. "

"No, I was just annoyed by a slave. The anger hasn't gone away yet? Besides, if something happens to Shufei, all the servants in this room will have to be buried with her. It's not lonely on the way to huangquan. "

Minglan kowtows to Nangong yueluo.

"Miss Nangong, it's all my maidservant's fault. It's my maidservant's speechless words that offend Miss Nangong. Don't be angry with your servant. I'm going to help my mother, and I'm going to ask Miss Nangong... "

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Ming LAN has put on a low profile and begged. But Nangong yueluo still shook his head: "no, since Mr. Sikong has just asked the imperial doctors to have a look, please ask them to take charge. The imperial doctors in the imperial hospital haven't arrived yet, so it's uncertain that the rest of them have the ability to save the lady. "

Si Kongshan's face sank, and his dark eyes like cold jade beat Nangong yueluo's body. He got along with his four eyes and sparkled.

Sikong Shan and Nangong yueluo had a stalemate for a cup of tea. At last, Sikong Shan said with a low attitude, "please help my aunt."

Nangong yueluo stroked her forehead and said, "OK, I'll add some more prescriptions."

Words fall, Nangong month fall again took out the proclamation and beautiful pen, brush brush brush, it is to write several.

Nangong yueluo has a prescription. Minglan takes it and gives it to Sikong Shan. Si Kongshan saw that the prescription was full of bitter and deadly herbs, and his beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowning. I was afraid that it would cost his aunt half her life to drink a medicine.

But now there was no way. He invited the God of plague and had to listen to people's words and drink medicine.

When Si Kongshan gave the prescription to the imperial doctors, they rushed down to grasp the medicine and decoct it.

In the process of decocting, Nangong yueluo sits leisurely in the Feixue hall, but his face is pale.

When the medicine was ready, the imperial doctors made ten bowls of bitter medicine according to the request of Nangong yueluo.

"Keep your mouth shut, it's not easy to take this medicine!" The imperial doctors said cautiously.

"It's not easy to fill medicine, it's simple." Nangong yueluo stood up and went to the bedside. He found a piece of wood from the medicine box. He pinched Shufei's jaw in one hand and opened her mouth savagely in the other. He said coldly, "pour it down!"