When Xiao Jiaojiao got married, the crippled king stood up and pampered her.

Inside the hall.

Ten soldiers stayed behind, standing upright to protect Prince Rong at any time.

Yun Jinghuang is responsible for taking care of Rong Ji.

After collecting the receipt, she asked the medicine boy to grab the medicine and cook it slowly in a small stove at the door.

She knew exactly which medicine needed to be fried and which medicine needed to be taken later, and her technique seemed more skillful than that of a doctor who had been there for decades.

Zhao Qingheng kept surrounding her, his eyes full of obsession and pleading:

"Little Miracle Doctor Li, just teach me! Even if you just demonstrate the process with me alone!"

Without seeing the treatment plan, he felt really itchy and had trouble sleeping and eating.

He persuaded in every possible way: "If I improve my medical skills, I can benefit the Zhennan Army even more!"

Yun Jinghuang came back to his senses and narrowed his eyelids.

She doesn't want to benefit the Zhennan Army at all, okay~

For now, the Zhennan Army is considered their enemy.

Moreover, the Zhennan Army clearly had plans for revenge and might harm her and A Yi in the future.

What's more, her medical skills were all taught by Xiao Yin, which are shocking and rare in the world and can easily arouse doubts from others...

Zhao Qingheng simply squatted in front of her again and took the medicine spoon in her hand:

"Little Miracle Doctor Li, let's do this. As long as you teach me medical skills, no matter what the conditions are, you can do it! If you really want me to crawl close to the ground, you can!"

His curiosity about medical skills is driving him crazy!

Yun Jinghuang wanted to refuse directly, but she still had to maintain a sense of proportion as a pawn.

She turned her eyes and said:

"Old Doctor Zhao, it's not that I don't want to teach you, it's just that my medical skills are all secret skills of the Li family and will not be passed on to others.

My great-grandfather also left a warning: to learn medicine, one must look at his character, morality, rest, knowledge, and how he behaves.

If the transmission is wrong, it will be destroyed by heaven and earth, and it will not end well. "

She frowned and said, "I came to Zhennan Army not long ago, and I am not very familiar with Dr. Zhao.

How about this, I will inspect you for three months first. If Mr. Zhao has no complaints within three months, I will consider teaching you some medical skills. "

"Okay! March, it's three months as agreed!"

He could endure it for three months, but he was doomed to scratch his heart and liver every day.

Zhao Qingheng also called to the soldiers in the palace: "You have all heard it, and you must testify for me when the time comes!"

The soldiers did not expect that the always proud old doctor Zhao would be so humble. After all, he was once the head of the Royal Hospital...

And a hint of shrewdness flashed across Yun Jinghuang's eyes.

I don’t know what the situation will be like three months later. She will not let the Zhennan Army confine them like this.

At that time, she was definitely not in the Zhennan Army...

Old Doctor Zhao began to work diligently and strive for performance everywhere.

Yun Jinghuang had little to do. He could only stand at the entrance of the palace and watch the soldiers sweating from training, frowning melancholy.

Although she was exempted from the [-]-year ban, but was transferred to the medical department, how could she still learn martial arts...

In the evening, the setting sun melts gold.

Rong Ji, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.

The personal guard Zhang Zhi said happily: "His Royal Highness, you are awake..."

Zhao Qingheng also hurriedly went over and asked, "Your Highness, do you feel any discomfort?"

Rong Ji stood up from the bed, and Zhang Zhi quickly helped him.

He was sitting on the bed, looking very tall and dignified.

"No problem."

There is some pain in the neck, but for those who practice martial arts, it is like being stabbed with a sword, and it can be almost ignored.

Rong Ji's eyes fell not far away.

The soldier was still lying by the window, watching the military training outside. He was so fascinated that he didn't even know what was going on inside the room, leaving only their backs.

When he was unconscious before, he was vaguely aware of the whole process.

It was the pawn who healed him.

Zhang Zhi noticed Rong Shizi's gaze and shouted quickly:

"Li Ye, the crown prince will pass you on!"

Only then did Yun Jinghuang come back to his senses and quickly walked to Ruan Tuan and saluted:

"I have seen His Royal Highness."

"Don't be too polite."

Rong Ji personally stretched out his hand to help him up, "General Li's medical skills are rare in the world. He who cured me today is my savior.

If you need anything, just ask. "

Yun Jinghuang's eyes changed. Prince Rong seemed to be more generous than Rong Wanting!

It's just that she has too many needs, and she can't express them all...

Rong Ji vaguely understood something and ordered:

"Zhang Zhi, prepare an independent residence for General Li and prepare all necessary supplies.

I will also give you ten sets of brocade clothes and 300 taels of silver notes. "

"Yes!" Zhang Zhi went to do it immediately.

Yun Jinghuang said quickly: "Your Majesty, this is too precious..."

An independent residence, no roll call every night, and no need to squeeze into a big bed with a bunch of soldiers. This is a qualification that only a leader can enjoy.

Ten sets of brocade clothes cost at least nearly a hundred taels of silver.

300 taels of silver notes is an astronomical figure to them now!

Yun Jinghuang was spinning and jumping with joy in her heart, but she had to pretend on the surface:

"Your Majesty, this is not good~

It is an honor for me to be able to treat the prince's illness. As long as the prince is healthy, that is my biggest wish..."

"No need to be polite to me."

His life was worth more than 300 taels of silver.

Rong Ji stood up, his long body in white brocade clothes erect, even more noble and noble.

He glanced out the window, "You seem to want to practice martial arts?"

Yun Jinghuang realized that her thoughts when she was in a daze had been seen through, and she couldn't hide it:

"Hui Shizi, the soldier's force is too weak, and even self-protection is a problem. I really want to improve myself."

"Go to Lingbo Hall early tomorrow morning and I will guide you." Rong Ji's voice was still a little gritty.

Yun Jinghuang raised her eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

Rong Ji personally guided her in martial arts?

It is said that Rong Ji's martial arts is even better than that of Rong Wanting. He is better than his master. He combines hardness and softness, and is able to move smoothly. Even in Di Yi's hands, he can master dozens of moves.

If you practice martial arts with him, wouldn't it be faster than practicing in the army? The shortcut to the south?

"You still haven't thanked the prince?" A soldier reminded her.

Yun Jinghuang came back to his senses, clasped his fists and lowered his head: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Let's go see your new residence." A slight smile appeared on Rong Ji's thin lips.

I had never paid attention to this ordinary soldier before, but for some reason I always found him a bit cute and lovable when I saw him today...

*

Outside the city walls on the east and west sides of Ying Palace, there is a long row of buildings called Yongwu Hall, which was where all the soldiers of Ying Palace lived in the past.

There is also a palace on the inside of the city wall, which is relatively spacious and magnificent. Only leaders, soldiers and those with high status can live there.

Yun Jinghuang carried Li Ye's baggage and came out of the Hall of Brave Martial Arts, and was led by a soldier to the small side room.

It is only more than ten square meters, but it has beds, bedding, tables and other furniture.

There is a fruit basket on the table with banknotes underneath.

There are red apples and yellow oranges in the fruit basket!

Yun Jinghuang's eyes lit up.

In this cold winter, transportation in Eastern Qin is inconvenient, and fruits can only be enjoyed by wealthy families!

When she was in the Prime Minister's Mansion, she could eat it every day, but after coming to Ying Palace, she hadn't tasted fruit for more than half a month!

Now they can't leave the Win Palace, and they can't buy anything even if they have money. This fresh fruit is simply priceless!

After Zhang Zhi arranged the things, he explained:

"His Royal Highness the Prince's Lingbo Palace is over there. Recently, you have been paying more attention to helping His Royal Highness recover as soon as possible!"

"Okay, please ask His Highness to speak less, don't twist your neck, and rest more."

Yun Jinghuang had something to eat and gave a lot of instructions.

Zhang Zhi then left.

He returned to Lingbo Hall and saw that Crown Prince Rong had also returned, so he couldn't help but step forward:

"Your Majesty, are you treating that pawn too much?"

Just that basket of fruits cannot be measured in terms of money...

Rong Ji was dressed in white and stood with his hands behind his back, looking towards the small side room in the distance.

"It doesn't matter. He has extraordinary medical skills and is a member of the Zhennan Army."

Rong Ji has always been generous to his own people.

As everyone knows...