The prince's personal bodyguard

The next day, the Prince's Mansion sent someone to pick up Qingdai early in the morning. Qingdai was having breakfast. The breakfast at Yipin Pavilion was very exquisite, and many of them were made with the experience and technology that Bai Xinyin brought from the modern times.

In a hall, similar to the buffet of today, there are many kinds of food. There are several kinds of buns: crystal steamed buns, pan-fried buns, soup buns, crab roe buns, pan-fried buns, and xiaolongbao.

Qingdai was drinking walnut, red date and soy milk and eating buns there, making Changli and Yansan drool with envy: Why aren't the buns in our palace as tempting as those in Yipintang?

Qingdai looked at their greedy looks and ignored them, eating her own food. After eating, she asked Zixuan to bring a box to pack some buns and snacks, and two cups of hot soy milk in a homemade thermos box, and brought them to her master. She didn't know if her master had eaten well in the palace these days, so she would take some when she had the chance.

Qingdai took Zixuan out of the house. Yipin Pavilion was not far from the Prince's Mansion, just one street away.

After entering the palace, I came to the main room of Yiran Pavilion. As expected, I saw the master grinding ink for the prince.

Qingdai quickly took out the buns and snacks for Bai Xinyin. Bai Xinyin was not polite, thinking that they must bring food for her, so she didn't eat much breakfast.

The smell of buns filled the whole room. Mu Yunxiao: "I didn't have much appetite this morning, so I didn't eat much. Come on, Ah Si, bring it over, let's eat together!"

Bai Xinyin almost choked to death on the bun after hearing this. You are the prince, how can you covet my breakfast? But she had no choice but to take it over.

From that morning on, half of all the food brought in by the food boxes belonged to a certain prince. Qingdai was afraid that her master would not have enough to eat, so she was so angry that she had to bring more.

After Qingdai arrived, she asked everyone else to leave and lit a stick of prepared rosemary. After a while, Mu Yunxiao's breathing became even and he fell asleep.

Bai Xiyin took the opportunity to feel Mu Yunxiao's pulse. After feeling it for a while, he said to himself, "The six pulses are in harmony, how could it be this kind of pulse?"

Qingdai also took his pulse and found it was a very strange one. She was secretly surprised. She had heard her master say that if the six pulses were in harmony, the person was either an immortal or a demon. People with this kind of pulse would not die.

Putting aside her doubts, Bai Xiyin rolled up Mu Yunxiao's pants and checked his legs. She thought to herself: This person is really patient. The skin color of his calves has almost completely turned black. It looks like it is about to fester. I guess the bones inside are all black. I guess the pain must be excruciating. The black color almost reaches the thigh root. How can this person endure?

Bai Xinyin looked at the situation and said, "It's a good thing he met me. No one else could have cured him. Even if he hadn't had a leg for a few days, he wouldn't have been able to save it."

Bai Xinyin used a silver needle to pierce a blood vessel, collected a few drops of black blood in a jade bottle, and said to Qingdai, "Take it back for testing. In order to completely detoxify it, we must see what kind of poison it is."

After saying that, he took out a silver needle from his sleeve, found the Weizhong acupoint at the knee pit, tapped it, and the veins on both sides of the leg all bulged, then he pierced the needle to let blood. Black blood slowly flowed out.

Then he went up and found the Chengfu acupoint, and then used acupuncture to let the blood out. When he saw that the blood had almost flowed out, he asked Qingdai to massage the acupoint. Then, while Mu Yunxiao was still asleep, he told Qingdai the herbs and prescriptions she needed.

After that, he put the wake-up pill he brought with him under Mu Yunxiao's nose and let him smell it. Mu Yunxiao slowly woke up.

This was the scene Mu Yunxiao saw when he woke up: Qingdai was writing a prescription while Bai Xinyin was grinding ink.

My legs felt much lighter and no longer hurt, which made me feel relieved.

Seeing that he had woken up, Qingdai asked the people waiting outside to come in. The genius doctor Si Yu was the first to rush to the prince. Without thinking much, he lifted up his pants and looked at the prince's legs: He is indeed the King of Medicine and the Saint of Medicine. After one treatment, the color of his legs has lightened a lot, and the black on his thighs has faded a lot. At this rate, seven or eight days will not be a problem.

Sure enough, Qingdai said as she wrote the prescription: "The poisoning lasted for a long time, so you can't be too impatient and need to treat it slowly. You need acupuncture for at least seven days. I'll go back and look at the ingredients of the poison and make an antidote."

He turned to look at Mu Yunxiao: "Is the antidote made into a decoction or a pill? The decoction needs to be boiled and taken every day, and it is bitter. Pills are more convenient and not sweet."

"Excuse me, young lady, is there any difference?" Si Yu asked respectfully.

"The difference between the two is that decoctions take effect faster, taking seven days, while pills take effect slower and require more conditioning, so it's better to take them for more days."

Mu Yunxiao: "Decoction!"

"Okay." Qing Dai didn't say anything more and handed Si Yu a prescription. "Prepare this medicine and drink it for three days first."

After saying that, he turned around and left without saying anything more. Mu Yunxiao ordered someone to send the girl to Changli.

Bai Xinyin prescribed medicine for the poison for three consecutive days. Of course, all this was done after Mu Yunxiao fell asleep. On the morning of the fourth day, Mu Yunxiao felt much better and could basically walk, but his legs looked a little darker and still felt a little numb.

During this period, Mr. Xuansu came and saw the prescription written by Qingdai. He felt familiar with it. It looked similar in form but not in spirit. He was suspicious. Many people copied Mr. Gushan, and it was natural to write like him.

On the fourth day, Bai Xinyin said to the prince: "My sister is not in good health. Today, I would like to ask the young master to go to the suburbs to treat my sister. Please grant me leave, Your Majesty."

Mu Yunxiao waved his hand to indicate his agreement.

On March 15, Qingdai followed Bai Xinyin to the small courtyard in the suburbs and slept for a whole day. Looking at the sleeping face of the master, several people became more and more worried, hoping that everything would go well.

On the seventh day, after Bai Xinyin had applied acupuncture, she thought it was almost done. She whispered to Qing Dai, "Today, I'll ask Mu Yunxiao for the thousand-year-old blood ganoderma. Once you get it, you don't have to stay in Yipin Pavilion. Wait until the day when the Kunlun Mountain Resurrection Grass is auctioned. If nothing goes wrong, we'll get it and return to Yaowang Valley, and then notify the old monk."

Qingdai agreed. The two were so busy talking that they didn't notice that Mu Yunxiao's eyes opened a crack and then closed again silently.

Mu Yunxiao seemed to be waking up slowly under the stimulation of the brain-awakening pills. Without waiting for Qingdai to say anything, he ordered Changli to come in: "Go get the thousand-year-old blood ganoderma and the girl's reward."

"Yes!" Changli was very happy to see that the prince's leg had recovered, and he walked with ease.

Looking at the plate that Changli brought, the purple-red thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum was lying there, it was genuine goods.

Along with the 100,000 taels of silver note there is also a thousand-year-old ginseng. It seems to be a gift, so you should take it.

Qingdai packed up her things and was about to leave.

"Send someone to send the young valley master back." Mu Yunxiao ordered.

Qing Dai did not refuse. The prince was thoughtful. He originally thought that with his skills, ordinary thieves would not be able to get close to him. Besides, there were Nan Feng and Nan Qiao to support him today. But he changed his mind and thought that he could not be careless with the thousand-year-old blood ganoderma, so he asked Chang Li and Yan San to follow.

Several people went out. Bai Xinyin felt uneasy. Although it was just one street, under the emperor's feet, she felt that something was going to happen.

Seeing her absent-minded look, Mu Yunxiao said, "You should go with me, too. Come back soon!"

Bai Xinyin agreed and hurried after him. When he was about to reach the Yipin Pavilion, he suddenly saw people running around in front of him and heard the sound of weapons fighting. He cried out inwardly that it was not good and ran straight over.