Compared with her, what is the mere internal force?

If you lose your internal power, you can practice it again, but if you lose her Where can he find the wind? When he hears it from afar, he can't help but stop his work and look at Doctor Zhang.

Zhang Taiyi's old face was stiff, then he said as if nothing had happened: "continue to do your work well. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to."

He continued to add firewood to the stove. Looking at the blazing tongue, he hesitated and asked, "Doctor Zhang, are you cooking medicine for the princess?"

Doctor Zhang lifted the lid of the medicine pot and took a look. His eyelids did not lift. He said, "add two more firewood. The fire is not enough. This is not for the princess, but for the emperor."

"For the emperor?" Zhuifeng was even more puzzled. "The emperor's health is very good, and his internal power is profound. I have followed the emperor for so many years, and I have never seen the emperor get sick."

"The Emperor didn't need it before. When he finished detoxifying the princess, he would."

Zhang Taiyi pricked up his ears. Although he was old, he still heard some sounds that he shouldn't have heard.

"Hot It's so hot... "

"No, I don't want to..."

"Ning'er, bear with me for a while, and I'll be fine later..."

Chasing the wind is adding firewood hand can't help shaking, suddenly blushing, he seems to understand something, but also seems not to understand.

Zhang Taiyi murmured to himself: "the medicine is so fierce that it hasn't been finished yet. No, I have to add something more to make up for the emperor." With that, he opened the medicine jar and added some herbs to it.

In the room, Shen Ning's whole body is sweating like rain, and her clothes are all soaked with sweat, but the sweat still keeps pouring out, layer after layer. She is miserable and constantly makes a cry of pain. If it was not for Mo Chuan's point, she would have been unable to bear it.

Every time she called, Mo Chuan's heart also hurt a minute, but he still coagulated his heart and calmed his mind and did his best.

With the sweat slowly flowing out of her body, and after a long time, her breath began to become gradually stable, the fire in her body was gradually extinguished, and there was a trickling flow in her body, flowing through all her limbs, making her unspeakable comfort.

Her eyebrows were outstretched, her face was calm, and her mouth was slowly lifted up, sinking into a sweet dream.

Naturally, there is no Chu Shaoyang in the dream. The person she sees is Mochuan!

Mo Chuan has been staring at her expression, and so on, and he is sure that her medicine has been forced out of him, and finally long out of breath.

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