The heroine takes revenge on me, I am a sickly girl, I conquer the country and enjoy happiness

I had been staying in the ward in my previous life, how could I have done these things?

Lu Ningshuang watched with great interest as the little sisters picked out colors, and sat aside while the maid assisted Yunniang in putting on makeup for her nails.

Anle chose a clear blue sky, which was made of locust flowers and communis. The color is clear and cool, with a hint of blue, just like the blue waves on a sunny day.

Anle looked at him for a few times, smiled with satisfaction, and ordered:

“And draw a little deer on my ring finger!”

The nail polish in the box are all plant dyes, which are difficult to fix in color. After Yunniang discussed with Anle, they finally decided to just mix the colors and paint the deer antlers.

Princess Pingxi Xu Yanzhen has always been rebellious. She chose a purple-black color for her makeup, which looked like it was poisoned at first glance.

She stretched out her five fingers and probed under Anle's nose. The ghost claw of the underworld frightened the little princess so much that she shuddered.

"You are too timid, hahahahahaha..."

"Sister Xu, why are you like this?"

Xie Qingluan raised his eyes and shouted:

"Yan Zhen!"

Princess Pingxi shrank her neck.

Su Ciyue was still struggling with the fact that his grandfather, Su Taifu, was an old stubborn man. When he saw the younger generations in his family dressed a little too brightly, he would say that they were not proper.

But she was at the age when she loved beauty, and the sisters around her were all dazzlingly beautiful, making her, who was dressed plainly, look dull.

Su Ciyue couldn't help but look at Lu Ningshuang, who was smiling with her chin supported.

Although Ningshuang looked sickly, she had a breathtaking beauty. No matter how luxuriously she dressed, no one would feel jealous.

It would only make people want to build a fairy palace and lock her up in it to take good care of her.

"Ningshuang, don't you paint your nails?"

Su Ciyue reached out and tucked Lu Ningshuang's falling hair behind her ears, and his eyes were suddenly fixed on her white jade-like skin.

She has skin as white as ice and as beautiful as a lotus emerging from water.

You mean frost, right?

Lu Ningshuang turned her head and accidentally pressed Su Ciyue's hand behind her ear.

"Ayue, I want to do this, what do you think?"

Ruifeng's eyes were clean and clear, with a bright glow, and the shadows cast by her long, curled eyelashes made her look a little mysterious.

"cough."

Su Ciyue quickly pulled her hand back and unexpectedly felt a little hot.

"What color? What color!"

Xu Yanzhen leaned over. He was really a guy who couldn't sit still.

Lu Ningshuang turned her head away, her voice becoming a little coquettish and gentle due to her joy, as if she was hugging you and acting coquettishly.

"This is it!"

The slender jade fingers rested on the edge of the blood-red nail polish porcelain jar, and the label had a nice name called "Zigui Ti".

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of a butterfly, and Wang Dichun cares for the cuckoo.

It is rumored that after King Wang abdicated, he turned into a cuckoo. When spring came, he cried with tears of blood and was extremely sad.

Zigui is the cuckoo, and the story of Zigui crying blood complements the blood-red color of nail polish.

Xu Yan really felt that this color was gloomy and depressing, and had a bad meaning, but looking at the girl's expectant expression, he was reluctant to let her down.

She praised against her will:

"Lu Xiaoer, you have slender fingers and fair skin. You will look great with this on. It will also improve your complexion."

Anle finally found an opportunity to take revenge on Princess Pingxi.

"Sister Shuang, you have much better vision than Sister Xu. Look at her claws, they are as black as a ghost! She will definitely be beaten up by her uncle when she goes back!"

Su Ciyue said solemnly:

"nice!"

Xie Qingluan smiled and looked at everyone tenderly.

*

The wind was blowing very hard today. Jing Shiyue, who was staying in Tianlu Pavilion, looked out the window frequently. There were a pile of records on the desk that had not been filed.

Tianlu Pavilion is where the Imperial Medical Bureau stores medical skills, pharmacopoeias, and pulse case records. Those who stay here are generally research-related civil servants such as imperial physician doctors.

It's a waste of his talent for him to stay here.

However, everyone has their own aspirations, and the competition in the Imperial Medical Bureau is so great that if he is willing to degenerate, no one will care about him.

In the book spread out in front of him were recorded more than a dozen improved versions of prescriptions for treating weak diseases.

Since he left in anger the day before yesterday, he has not appeared in Chenxiangyuan again. The pills that Lu Ningshuang took were all prepared by him at home and entrusted to the family for delivery.

"The weather has gotten two degrees colder. According to past records, the second young lady is likely to catch a cold."

He murmured a few words quietly, his hands clasped tightly in front of him, just like his constantly pulling thoughts.

Want to go see it?

Jing Shiyue didn't know why he was being so pretentious, but when he thought of the scene that day, his heart felt like a pile of wet firewood was burning.

The fire couldn't get out, and the billowing smoke made him feel chest tightness and shortness of breath.

Seeing that it was getting late, he rolled up the book into a tube, packed up his pen and ink, put them all in his backpack, went to the cupboard to get the medicine box and left.

As for the remaining information on the case, the clerk behind the door will sort it out.

Jing Shiyue could not afford to keep horses, so he had to walk to and fro.

He was thinking about something and walking hurriedly, when he met someone blocking his way.

"Miss Lu?"

Jing Shiyue frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled by Lu Yingxue's appearance. He remembered that he had no dealings with her.

Maybe the only connection is that he had seen a doctor before.

"I want to ask you a favor."

Lu Yingxue was very sincere. In her previous life, the year after she married Xiao Hengguang, Jing Shiyue asked her father to leave because she was tired of life in Fengdu.

Then disappeared.

If it were just this, it wouldn't be worth it for her to be here, but by chance, she learned that Jing Shiyue was studying under the genius doctor Cang Shu.

People in the world have praised Atractylodes lancea as miraculous. Apart from the amount of fabricated and exaggerated claims, he is indeed a rare miracle doctor in the world.

Now that Xiao Churan is poisoned, I'm afraid only Jing Shiyue can help him.

After Lu Yingxue's sincere persuasion, Jing Shiyue agreed to go and take a look.

In order to avoid being discovered by Emperor Mingde, Xiao Churan waited in a cosmetics shop next to a pharmacy.

Jing Shiyue took the patient's pulse and stood there with his eyes closed. Xiao Churan secretly looked at this short-lived medical genius.

His first doubt was, could he do it?

Xiao Churan was unwilling to believe that there was someone in Fengdu who had a cure for his poison. He had been secretly searching for famous doctors for more than ten years but to no avail!

After all, the poison had been accumulated for more than twenty years, it was no exaggeration to say that it was pickled in the bones!

"How is my master?"

Xuan Ming clenched his fists and asked nervously.

After a quarter of an hour, Jing Shiyue slowly opened his eyes and uttered three words expressionlessly:

"Nameless powder."

"What is Wumingsan? Is this the diagnosis you made?"

Xuan Ming asked the question on behalf of his master. Xiao Churan put down his sleeves with a look of disdain.

He looked at Lu Yingxue and sneered silently, "Where did you find this thing?"

Jing Shiyue took the pulse pillow and said calmly:

“Wuming Powder is called Wuming Powder. It is colorless, odorless and invisible, and enters the human body through inhalation.

It can damage the body's foundation without anyone noticing. If it is less than ten years, it can only be diagnosed as cold and fever, and if it is inhaled for more than ten years, it can be diagnosed as mild poisoning.

As a result, we can wait another two years before we can bury him.”

Xiao Churan slammed the table and stood up, "How dare you! Who are you talking to!"

Lu Yingxue rolled her eyes and sneered, "Strong on the outside but weak on the inside!"

Wen Sheng said to Jing Shiyue: "How can we detoxify?"