Chapter 246

After entering the imperial study, Youping let everyone back down and stood in an inconspicuous corner.

Mo Xiyan learned Murong Yu's actions, followed him and walked towards the emperor.

Taking advantage of Murong Yu's height difference, she looked around.

I found that the emperor was indeed a master who knew how to enjoy.

Not only is the whole main hall transparent and bright, but more importantly, several columns in the hall are also made of glass, and the lamps hanging above the head are also made of glass.

The bright fire light through the exquisite glass cages the whole main hall in a layer of elegant light, which makes people feel relaxed and comfortable.

On the right hand side of the imperial case is a row of bookshelves, with neat, regular and unified books.

On the left side of the imperial case are two desks, which should be used by the crown prince or other ministers left by the emperor to work together.

Before the imperial case, there was a bronze dragon shaped incense burner, half a person high. The light smoke in the stove kept curling up, which was quite poetic and picturesque.

Murong Yu and Mo Xiyan were led to the side of the dragon shaped incense burner. Just about to salute, the emperor stopped.

"Don't salute." the emperor put down the fold in his hand, and his cool eyes swept back and forth between Murong Royal and Mo Xiyan, and then fell on Mo Xiyan.

"Are you the doctor who cured Xiao Qi?" the emperor was very confused. He always thought that Murong yu should be a famous doctor, and most of the famous doctors in the country were half-aged men.

So when he saw Mo Xiyan, the emperor couldn't help but start the conspiracy theory that had been handed down for a hundred years.

He felt that Mo Xiyan should be found by Murong Yu to carry the pot for the famous doctor.

Naturally, the purpose is not to let the emperor detoxify his body.

And his poison doesn't understand, they these princes can ascend ahead of time, and can also remove the biggest obstacle.

The more the emperor wanted to fall on them, the more gloomy his eyes became.

"Back to the father emperor, she really solved the poison of his ministers." Murong Yu lowered his head and pretended not to find the wipe that the emperor fell on him, as if swallowing his eyes.

"Oh, it can be said that real people don't show their faces. Little girl, come and let me have a good look at you." the emperor waved to Mo Xi Yan when he heard the speech and Yan lese. He really looked like a kind elder.

"Yes, your majesty." Mo Xiyan certainly knew the law of survival here. The emperor was greater than heaven, so as soon as the emperor waved to her, she nodded and walked towards him.

Of course, she didn't really get too close, but went to the right side of the imperial case and stopped.

The emperor raised his head slightly and looked at Mo Xi Yan carefully.

He found the girl very beautiful and looked like a delicate object.

If you put it aside, it may become a good background board.

But if you let her save people?

It's a little difficult to see.

In this way, it made him feel that Murong Yu just found someone to come over and perfunctory him.

Because of this, his eyes on Mo Xiyan became colder.

The emperor said with a high and almsgiving attitude, "what's your name?"

"Return to your majesty, make complaints about the name of a girl."

She understood why Murong Yu didn't like the emperor.

Because he doesn't know people clearly, not only has a bad temper, but also doesn't even have the capacity to accommodate people. It's no wonder that the summer under the leadership of such a person has been declining in recent years.

Without a better and more powerful emperor, perhaps the current emperor would have become an unparalleled emperor.

And this summer also has a great possibility to disappear in the long river of history.

I don't know what kind of mentality Murong Yu, as the God of war of the Xia Dynasty, will face these at that time?

"Good name." when the emperor heard the speech, his eyes lit up, and his eyes on Mo Xiyan became more substantive.

"Your surname is mo. I don't know if the prime minister Mo Zhen has anything to do with you?"

"Don't dare to deceive your majesty. He is my father." Mo Xiyan's voice is a little indifferent. It seems that he doesn't care about his father.

"Oh, as far as I know, Prime Minister Mo has three daughters. One of them left the capital last year and went to the countryside to rest..."

"Your Majesty knows that the people's daughter is going to rest. Don't cherish Yan, the first daughter of the prime minister's house."

The emperor meant something. Before he finished, he stopped. Mo Xi Yan followed his words and completed what he didn't finish.

Well, this girl is also smart. She looks much more pleasing to the eye than the other two daughters in the prime minister's house.

The emperor was very satisfied with Mo Xiyan's attitude, so he couldn't help but relax his look at her.

"As far as I know, the prime minister's eldest daughter was born to the prime minister's dead wife, Mo Xi. She has been living in a deep house. How can you be able to detoxify Xiao Qi?"

Finally got the idea.

Mo Xiyan feels relieved, although this question is more difficult to answer than those before.

"Your Majesty, in fact, before that, the people's daughter's health was not very good. When her mother was still there, she asked her uncle to find the divine doctor Shen Fanghe for the people's daughter."

Saying this, Mo Xiyan deliberately gave a slight meal, as if it was because of this sentence.

After a long silence, he continued, "Xu came and went, and entered the eyes of the miracle doctor, so he taught some fur to the people's women, so that they could protect themselves at the critical moment."

There is something in her words.

At that time, many people in the capital knew about Xi Tinglan, but it didn't matter, so everyone knew whether they knew it or not, which connived at the prime minister to do the next thing.

Mo Xi Yan didn't mean to sell it this time.

But since these asked about medical skills, except at that stage, the original owner really had no chance to accept medical skills.

Moreover, my uncle did find Shen Fanghe for the original owner.

So she's not afraid of being wrong.

Mo Xiyan answered the emperor's questions very seriously. He was neither humble nor arrogant, spoke slowly, advanced and retreated moderately, and took his time.

When he was really more and more close to the emperor's eyes, he looked at Mo Xiyan and couldn't help thinking that if the prime minister wasn't uneasy, let Mo Xiyan marry the prince, or it could be his help.

Unfortunately, unfortunately, after several words in his heart, the emperor paid attention to Mo Xiyan again.

The emperor nodded with satisfaction, with a light smile on his face, "it turns out that your medical skill comes from Shen Fanghe. No wonder it's so exquisite."

"The people's daughter only knows a little about the skin, which is less than one ten thousandth of the master's doctor Shen." Mo Xiyan was modest again.

Because only in this way can we reduce our sense of existence as much as possible.

The reason why she mentioned the name of Shen Fanghe is, of course, that it is true, and secondly, that she is famous.

You see, as soon as the name came out, the emperor's eyes softened a lot.

It seems that he believes in himself more or less? Mo Xiyan thought with some uncertainty.

In fact, she was a little worried.

After hearing Shen Fanghe's name, the emperor believed Mo Xiyan seven or eight points.

You know, Shen Fanghe was an immortal twenty years ago.

Although the emperor was a member of the royal family, he also heard of his name.

Of course, the emperor would know Shen Fanghe, but he learned it from Moqi Dao.

Because that man is the only man who let mojidao taste defeat.

In the eyes of the emperor, Moqi Dao was an expert, an expert that no one could reach.

Of course, this evaluation only existed before he was poisoned.

After poisoning, the emperor wished he could tear Moqi's way with his hand.

Correct his name, defend his way and avenge him.

But the poisoned emperor can do nothing.

Thinking of this, the emperor looked at Mo Xiyan and his eyes slowly became hot.

What is jumping there is a flame called power.

And as soon as the flame burns with anger, there are deaths and injuries everywhere.

Mo Xiyan didn't like the emperor's look at her.

If she was allowed to choose, she would rather choose the cold and alienated eyes before.

Of course, I don't like the emperor. She's not the only one looking at this time.

Murong also disliked it.

In fact, although he took Mo Xiyan into the palace, his heart was still tangled.

Especially when the emperor looked at them with murderous eyes, such entanglement had reached its peak.

At the same time, a feeling called regret also fluctuated in his chest.

But he could do nothing but hibernate.

"Xiao Qi has told you the purpose of your coming to the Palace this time."

The emperor quickly got up, took Mo Xiyan's hand and walked to the soft couch.

"Yes, the LORD did mention it, but he didn't say it in detail." Mo Xi Yan Shun lowered his head and followed the emperor to the soft couch.

Where the emperor could not see, her eyebrows frowned tightly.

She didn't like the feeling that the emperor pulled her like this, which made her goose bumps all over. She was exercising violently like a magnitude 10 earthquake, which made her feel cold and trembling all over.

Of course, there will be such a feeling, not because she is afraid, but because of nausea.

Yes, she dislikes the emperor's disgust. Even the title of 95 may add to him.

But after the addition, Mo Xiyan still only felt disgusted and had no second feeling.

Fortunately, when the emperor came to the soft couch, he soon let go of her hand.

It was amazing that Youping, who was originally in the corner, appeared on the side of the emperor when he was ready to lie on the soft couch.

Then carefully, slowly, holding the emperor slowly fell on the soft couch.

Then he moved a round stool for Mo Xiyan and asked her to sit next to the soft couch to feel the emperor's pulse.

After Mo Xiyan sat down, Youping put a small low table next to the round box. On the table, he magically put the three basic sets of traditional Chinese medicine inquiry on the table one by one.

After all this, he retreated to the side of the soft couch and did not return to the corner.

"Since it was taught by Shen Fanghe, I can use you at ease."

Then the emperor put his hand on the little soft pillow, "take my pulse."