When Zhou Fu heard that Qin Mu was going to hit him thirty times, he was so frightened that he almost lost his soul.

He immediately turned around and kowtowed to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, this old slave is getting old and can't stand the thirty-year-old boss.

His Royal Highness King Jing wants the old slave’s life!

Your Majesty, please help. "

The emperor's face was gloomy, he looked at Qin Mu noncommittally and did not speak.

Zhou Fu kept kowtowing to the emperor and begging for mercy.

After a while, Qin Mu spoke,

"Your Majesty, if you can return the master to my brother.

My younger brother doesn’t want to pursue Eunuch Zhou’s fault. "

As soon as these words came out, the emperor slowly looked at Zhou Fu,

"Why don't you quickly thank King Jing for your kindness?"

When Zhou Fu heard this, he stopped kowtowing and said in a whimpering voice:

“Your Majesty, you must not disregard your own health for the sake of this old slave.

The magic doctor with ghost hands said that Your Majesty, your body needs to be nursed back to health by him personally.

If His Majesty just lets His Royal Highness King Jing take the miracle doctor out of the palace, what will happen to His Majesty's health? "

Zhou Fu said, and then said in a tone that looked back upon death,

“Isn’t it just the thirty-big board?

The old slave can bear it.

Even if he was really beaten to death, the old slave would admit it. "

With that said, Zhou Fu stood up, looking like he was about to accept punishment.

When the emperor saw it, he scolded:

"How dare you disobey my orders?

Don’t leave quickly. "

When Zhou Fu heard this, he knelt on the ground again with a plop.

"Your Majesty, your kindness to me will never be forgotten.

Even if the old slave is a cow or a horse, it is difficult to repay even one ten thousandth. "

The emperor waved his hand,

"You take King Jing to see the magic doctor with ghost hands."

Zhou Fu reached out and wiped away his tears.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

A picture of deep love between master and servant made Qin Mu feel inexplicably happy.

Based on his knowledge of the emperor.

When he said that the master was his last hope for recovery, the emperor should have decided to let the master go back.

Zhou Fu had been with the emperor since he was a child, so he could naturally figure out the emperor's thoughts.

However, the emperor and Zhou Fu decided to play out such a drama of master-servant love again.

In fact, it was just to deepen his arrogant and domineering image.

The master and servant are really scheming.

And he's pretty good at acting.

Qin Mu saw through it without saying anything.

Anyway, he also needs to create an arrogant and domineering image.

Moreover, he came to the palace this time just to invite his master back.

As long as we can achieve our goal and take Master back on time to have lunch together, that's all.

Soon, Zhou Fu took Qin Mu to the palace where the ghost-hand doctor lived.

As soon as he walked into the yard, he saw the ghost-hand miracle doctor lying on the rocking chair.

A little palace maid was feeding him cakes.

Another little maid squatted on the ground and beat his legs.

There was also a little palace maid squeezing his back.

And he was lying on the rocking chair, closing his eyes slightly, enjoying himself very much.

"Ahem...

Master, I'm here to take you back. "

Qin Mu coughed twice and said.

The ghost-hand miracle doctor slowly opened his eyes and waved his hand.

"You three little girls, please step aside. Thank you for your hard work."

As he spoke, he took out three pieces of broken silver from his sleeve pocket and stuffed them into the hands of the three little palace maids respectively.

"Thank you, the miracle doctor."

The three little palace maids got the money, smiled and gave a blessing, and slowly withdrew.

Qin Mu stepped forward,

"Master, let's go back."

The magic doctor with ghost hands stroked his beard.

"How long did it take for Ling'er to want to become a teacher?

What a child's mind. "

After saying that, he slowly stood up without delay and sighed,

"Hey!

This girl is already married, but she still has the heart of a child. "

After that, he walked to Zhou Fu, reached out and patted his shoulder,

"Eunuch Zhou, my disciple asked me to go back for lunch, so I won't be able to accompany him."

"As for His Majesty's body, he is actually fine after I gave him the injection.

The imperial doctors in the palace can also take care of His Majesty's health, so there is no need to worry too much. "

Zhou Fu looked like he had eaten a dead fly.

After using His Majesty, I just patted my butt and left!

He was holding back his anger, but he didn't dare to break out.

After all, he is too old to stand up to the wall.

In the end, Zhou Fu could only stare, watching Qin Mu and the ghost-hand doctor leave.

The ghost-hand doctor followed Qin Mu back to the palace.

Fang Ling had been waiting for their return at the door of the house early.

Seeing her master get off the carriage, Fang Ling hurriedly greeted him and saluted:

"Master, lunch has been prepared for a long time. Go home and have lunch."

The magic doctor with ghost hands stroked his beard.

"Is there any good wine?"

Fang Ling smiled and said:

"There is sweet-scented osmanthus wine brewed by my apprentice."

"Yeah, very good."

The magic doctor with ghost hands walked into the house, stroking his beard.

After Qin Mu got off the carriage, he immediately stood next to Fang Ling.

He took Fang Ling's hand and followed his master, and they entered the palace together.

"Are you arrogant when you enter the palace this time?"

Fang Ling walked slowly and suddenly turned her head to look at Qin Mu.

Qin Mu raised his chin slightly,

"It's just arrogance and domineering, simple.

The emperor likes to pretend anyway, so I just want to make him angry. "

He spoke calmly, but the ghost-hand miracle doctor walking in front turned his head and said seriously:

"In a few days, the emperor will probably not be able to put on pretense anymore."

Hearing this, Fang Ling pursed her lips and smiled,

"Nothing can be hidden from Master."

The three of them looked at each other and tacitly agreed not to continue this topic.

In short, if the emperor is poisoned by Fang Ling, his violent temper will gradually emerge.

When the time comes, he will be a tyrant who fully reveals his violent and selfish nature.

Fang Ling and Qin Mu took Master to the dining area.

On a medium-sized round table, there were eight dishes and one soup, as well as many fresh fruits and vegetables.

"Master, please sit down."

Fang Ling helped the ghost-hand miracle doctor sit down, while Qin Mu handed over a wine bottle.

Fang Ling took it and poured a full cup of sweet-scented osmanthus brew for her master.

The ghost-hand miracle doctor picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

Then he smiled and narrowed his eyes,

"The wine made by Ling'er himself is sweet and sweet in the mouth."

"Master, please have another drink."

Fang Ling said and poured another cup for Master.

“However, we have an agreement first, and we can’t drink more than three drinks.

No matter how good the wine is, drinking too much can be harmful to your health. "

The ghost-hand miracle doctor curled his lips when he heard this.

"You just love taking care of me as a teacher.

My master drinks a lot, let alone three drinks, even thirty drinks. "

He picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp.

"Master, please try this fish and shrimp."

Fang Ling put a large piece of white fish meat and a large white shrimp into a bowl and handed it to him.

The magic doctor with ghost hands stretched out his hand to take it, and was stunned for a moment when he saw that the fish and shrimp were all white.

After that, they picked up the chopsticks and took a bite each.

The fish meat melts in your mouth and has a crisp and tender texture.

The shrimp meat is even more delicious.

What's more important is that after eating the fish and shrimp, he instantly felt warm from the inside out.

The warm feeling made him feel comfortable all over, but he didn't feel hot at all.

"These fish and shrimps are extraordinary. Where did you get them from?"

The ghost-hand doctor couldn't help but ask, while pointing at the fruits on the table.

He said with a firm tone,

"There shouldn't be these fresh fruits in this season, and they shouldn't be ordinary."

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