Chapter 690

It was almost noon when Luo qingluan and Luo qingluan strolled to Qiming Zhai in Qinglong Street.

Without saying hello in advance, Nangong Yu was not in, but he knew that Luo qingluan and Nalan came at night. After waiting for a while, he also came in a hurry. As soon as he came, he shouted at them: "Ziqing, qingluan, why didn't you tell me earlier if you wanted to come? It made me run so far."

Nowadays, Nangong Yu has been granted the title of king of leisure, which means leisure and happiness. It can be imagined that Nangong Yu has always ignored the government and liked doing business. Because of his character, the prince who has always been the king should go to his own fief, but Nangong Yu still stays in the capital, just because it is the headquarters of all kinds of business. If he leaves, he is afraid it will be difficult to manage.

Nangong Qing doesn't care. Although he and Nangong Yu have changed from brothers to monarchs and ministers, their trust is still the same. To ascend the throne, his second brother's full support is also inseparable. Now the weather is good and the country is peaceful and the people are safe, he can't help but know what happened to Nangong Yu.

Nalan night still looked light, but there was a warmth in the bottom of his eyes: "qingluan said he would come to see a book here. It's all right if you're not here, so he didn't inform you."

"Reading?" Hearing that Luo qingluan was interested in his book, Nangong Yu only thought she had another idea. Her eyes brightened and said, "did she write another good story? Just right, the business of the study is very good recently. Hurry to launch some new stories to make a lot of money."

Looking at the way he looked at money, Luo qingluan couldn't help laughing and said, "look at you. You always want to make money and don't care about the palace. Don't you know what happened recently?"

It used to be good. Now Nangong Yu has completely released himself. He only does what he wants to do and doesn't care about anything else. Hearing the speech, he was stunned: "what happened in the palace? Oh, qingluan, you mean empress mother, my brother hong'er?"

"Thanks to you, you don't care at all." Luo qingluan pretended to complain: "that's the only thing the Empress Dowager has left. It's so small. You really don't care."

Nangong Yu immediately chatted up on his face. He was quite helpless and could only change the topic: "Hey, you're tired all the way. Go upstairs and sit down. I'll let someone make two pots of good tea and let you taste the Yunhu autumn tea I just got."

"What spring tea and autumn tea? I haven't heard of it." Seeing that he didn't want to mention it, Luo qingluan glanced and didn't mind. He followed Nangong Yu to the second floor of the study with Nalan night. Separated by a ladder, upstairs and downstairs, there are two worlds and two environments.

The first floor is filled with all kinds of idle books, poetry collections, calligraphy, paper, pens and other things for sale, as well as the waiter and shopkeeper. They entertain guests attentively and are full of business atmosphere. But on the second floor, it was quiet and distant, with sandalwood curling. Two or three beautiful maids stood aside. In the corner, orchid ink treasures and tea fragrance were pleasant. It was completely an elegant hermit's residence.

"I can't see. You'll still enjoy Nangong Yu." Different from Nangong Yu, Luo qingluan was not so polite. He would not honor the second lord or Yi king and call him by his name. However, if it was Nangong Qing, she would no longer call her name as usual. The name "Your Majesty" not only expressed respect, but also represented the different identities of the two sides.

Seeing that Luo qingluan picked up the tea cup, Nangong Yu introduced the origin of Yunhu autumn tea to them with great interest. What's special? Other teas are most suitable for spring. It's just that this tea germinates in autumn, how precious it is, and so on.

After chatting for a long time, Luo qingluan turned to his purpose of coming here.

"By the way..."

Nangong Yu's handsome and gentle face was a little more worried, But it flashed away: "In fact, I know about the Empress Dowager. After all, she is one of the youngest princes and my youngest brother. But since qingluan is here, I don't have to worry. I told the Empress Dowager to invite you directly, but she said she was sorry to disturb you and let the imperial doctor see it first. No, it's not for you to do it in the end, but I don't worry. Qingluan, what's your medical skill, Ensure immediate results and cure the disease! "

Nalan night didn't speak. Although he also believed in Luo qingluan's medical skills, this time it was a little different.

If it is really a disease that can be cured with certainty, why should qingluan delay for two days and come back to read medical books? Wouldn't it be easy to cure it directly? It can be seen that things are not as simple as imagined. Maybe there is something special.

He, a little woman, still knows better.

"Is that how you believe in me?" Luo qingluan looked at Nangong Yu with a smile.

"Nature!" Nangong Yu almost didn't pat his chest to ensure: "the medical books of Princess Chu are well known all over the world. Do you still need to say?"

Luo qingluan was serious and said with a restrained smile, "you guessed wrong this time. I'm afraid even if I really took the shot, took the medicine and gave the needle, it's estimated that it won't work."

Nangong Yu was surprised: "ah, what do you mean...?"

Is there any disease that Luo qingluan can't cure? It can't be true!

Once his royal brother was assassinated and hurt his viscera. It was so dangerous that she finally found herbs to cure him? Now his little brother, I heard that he couldn't sleep well. Can't he be cured?

Without an immediate answer, Luo qingluan waved and said, "I just doubt that it has not been finalized, so I came to you to turn over the medical books and want to confirm it."

I see. Nangong Yu immediately asked someone to bring all the medical books and let Luo qingluan read them slowly.

Although all kinds of books in Qiming studio were put in by Nangong Yu after he opened his study, they almost included all he could collect. Whether it is Dongwan or southern Wei Dynasty, as long as it is an isolated classic, it is collected by him at a high price for collection. As for whether he is interested or not, whether he likes it or not is another matter.

As the saying goes, money is easy to do things. Although nearly 100000 books in Qiming Zhai cost Nangong Yu a lot of money, the result is good. There are all the medical books Luo qingluan wants to read. Slowly looked over for more than two hours, Luo qingluan didn't say a word, but his expression was more and more dignified.

"Why, qingluan, is it not found or is it really so serious?" Nangong Yu tried.

After turning the last page, Luo qingluan glanced at the two remaining books he hadn't read, finally closed the book in his hand and said in a slow voice, "maybe it's really as I guess. I'm afraid I can't cure the little prince's disease."

Now, even Nalan night was a little surprised: "why, qingluan, is it so serious?"

"It's not serious, but just the opposite - I doubt that the little prince is actually not ill!" Luo qingluan said with a straight face, "since I'm really not ill, it's natural that I can't cure it."

Although he has not seen the onset of the little prince with his own eyes, Luo qingluan has made a preliminary diagnosis. Last time she looked at the little prince's face, touched her pulse, and asked about the basic situation of the nursing mother. Originally, she suspected that the little prince was suffering from a rare "sleepwalking" and wanted to check the medical book, but later she thought about it and thought it was unlikely.

In his previous life, Luo qingluan treated a patient with sleepwalking and did corresponding research. Sleepwalking, commonly known as "obsessive-compulsive disorder", means that you suddenly get up and carry out activities during sleep, and then go to sleep. After waking up, you know nothing about the activities during sleep.

When she first heard the sign of the little prince, Luo qingluan first thought of sleepwalking, but the little prince is only a little over a year old now. If she has sleepwalking, it's really incredible. Because the real sleepwalking mostly occurs in children aged 6 to 12, and sleepwalking has a certain heredity, but she has never heard of anyone in the Western Chu royal family who has such symptoms.

Since there was no answer in the book, Luo qingluan could only see the symptoms of the little prince with his own eyes.

Temporarily put aside the treatment, Luo qingluan chatted with Nangong Yu for a while and casually asked about Nangong Waner's marriage. Nangong Yu was deeply amused when he heard that the imperial brother decided to recruit relatives to choose a candidate for the son-in-law.

"My royal sister is really troublesome. If she hadn't killed herself, where would she get to this point?" Nangong Yu joked and said in a mysterious way: "you're afraid you don't know. She always wants face. I'm afraid she's not only grateful but also disgusted at the fact that the imperial brother has made her marry."

"My future brother-in-law Oh, I'm afraid it's going to be bad luck."

The joke is over. Luo qingluan doesn't care whether Nangong Waner will be happy or angry. It's getting late. She and Nalan night leave and go back. They have to be busy the next day.

The next day, Luo qingluan told her about the house and went into the palace. Sure enough, the queen mother had been waiting for her. She immediately sent her in and asked about the past two days. Luo qingluan naturally can't say that the little prince is afraid that he is not ill. He still needs final confirmation.

"Qingluan, I'm really scared to death. I can't sleep well all night."

Not seen for two days, the Empress Dowager Wang became more haggard and worried: "you don't know, yesterday, hong'er fell ill during the day. I'm so scared that I don't know what to do."

"What, even during the day?" Luo qingluan immediately noticed the seriousness, "what about the little prince now?"

Empress Dowager Wang just wanted to answer. She only heard the maid Suyun come in a hurry: "the Empress Dowager is bad, little prince... The little prince has an attack again!"

When she got up, the Queen Mother's face changed greatly: "what?"

Luo qingluan frowned and said immediately, "take me to see it right away."

It's not too late. Originally, Luo qingluan planned to ask well. Wait until the little prince got sick at night, and then observe carefully. Unexpectedly, it happened in broad daylight.

The little prince lived in the side hall of the Kongming hall, not far from the empress dowager, and the party quickly rushed over. Empress Dowager Wang walked ahead. She was almost running. Suyun followed her for fear that she might fall. Luo qingluan also quickened her pace and hurried to see what was going on.

Before reaching the side hall, Luo qingluan heard a voice from a distance.

In front of a green glazed moon gate stood two palace maids, with an anxious look on their faces, and a figure flashed past, chasing this, eagerly Calling: "little prince, little prince... Nanny, please don't go again! What's the matter with you?" The voice was anxious and almost cried.