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Mingci seemed to have not heard Wujia's words, she was still practicing calligraphy on her own, but it could be seen that her hand strength seemed a little insufficient, and her writing was a bit vain.

"Is there any movement from her?" Ming Ci finally put down his pen and asked.

Wujia naturally knew who the master was talking about, he was very hesitant, what should he say?Could it be that the man didn't react at all after hearing the news that the master was ill?

Luckily, he even deliberately tricked a palace official to spread the news, wasting his time in vain...

Seeing his reaction, Mingci understood, she was not surprised at all, but she was still a little disappointed in her heart.

At this time, news came from Yunhua Guanwai, saying that Mingci was invited to try on the dress for the enthronement ceremony.

Mingci sneered, and said to Wujia: "Please tell me, don't bother me with such things in the future."

Wujia retreated in response.

In the early morning today, the ministers called her "Your Majesty" one after another, and they all asked her to hold the ceremony of passing on the throne and enthronement ceremony as soon as possible, saying that the name change was justified in this way, and she looked like a loyal and good minister.

But Mingci couldn't help sneering in her heart, it was because she was afraid that she would punish them for their close relationship with King Wu, so they came to flatter her early!

There is such a group of people in Dayan, no wonder Yan Minglang has been worrying about these government affairs all day long.

It's a pity that she is not as soft-hearted as Yan Minglang, and she will not let go of anyone who should be dealt with.

A day later, Mingci still did not ask the imperial physician to give her a diagnosis and treatment.

Wujia finally couldn't help but approached Yan Minglang.

"You mean to ask me to persuade her to get medical treatment?" Yan Minglang frowned and looked at the man he had met once before, a little surprised at his request.

Wujia said to her with a bitter face: "Master has been refusing to see a doctor, and I have no choice but to hope that Miss can help me."

Yan Minglang didn't think that after she went to see that person, she would obediently see a doctor, but after all she couldn't stand Wujia's request, so she went to Yunhua Temple.

As soon as she stepped into Yunhua Temple, she heard Ming Ci coughing non-stop. Although she still had a cold look on her face, there was some inexplicable anger in her heart.

This person doesn't take his body seriously at all, does he?It was the same in the past, and it is still the same now. Does she really think she is iron?

Yan Minglang walked into Ming Ci's room angrily, but found that there was no one in the room, she stopped suddenly.

The voice was still coming from this room just now, why can't I even see the figure now?Could it be that she was hallucinating?

She planned to leave here without seeing anyone, but who knew that she suddenly heard a very slight breathing sound, which seemed a little hurried.She froze, someone!

Yan Minglang listened intently for a while to confirm the source of the breathing sound, then walked across the room to the place behind the desk, only to find that Ming Ci was pale and lying unconscious on the ground behind the desk.

I just heard a coughing sound, that's why I passed out...

Yan Minglang hurriedly stepped forward to help her onto the bed, and after calling her a few times without waking her up, he hurried out of the room to find someone.

Wujia originally followed Yan Minglang far away, but he was overjoyed after seeing her enter Yunhua Temple, so the master should let him diagnose and treat her!

He walked into Yunhua Temple slowly, it's better not to disturb the two of them now, but he still has to stay outside just in case.

Who knew that Yan Minglang ran out not long after entering the room, and as soon as he saw him, he grabbed him and ran into the room, only to hear her anxious voice, "Go and show your master quickly."

Wujia was startled, and quickly asked, "What's wrong, master?"

"Cainted out, I don't know the details." Yan Minglang pressed his lips tightly, and quickly led him into the room.

Wujia walked quickly to the bed, only to realize that his master's condition was really bad. He hurriedly checked Ming Ci's pulse, but his complexion was ugly after the pulse was checked.

"What's wrong with her?" Yan Minglang was terrified by his ugly face, didn't he just catch the cold?Why doesn't it look like this?

"I'll do some emergency treatment for the master first, and I'll talk to you later." After Wujia said this to her, he took out the silver needles and gave Mingci needles, and Mingci's hands were not long after. , his head was almost covered with silver needles.

Wujia's head was covered with sweat, and he applied the needle nervously. The long, slender silver needle was dangling on Mingci's body, which made Yan Minglang feel anxious.

What the hell happened Mingci?so serious?Yan Minglang himself didn't realize that his heart was full of worries about Mingci.

After several quarters of an hour, Wujia finally started to stop, and he began to pull out the silver needle on Mingci's body.Ming Ci's complexion also seemed to be much more normal, not as pale as it was at the beginning, but a little more flushed.

Yan Minglang finally couldn't help asking: "What's going on with her?"

☆, decision

"The master is poisoned." Wujia told her with a worried face.

"Poisoned?" Yan Minglang was very astonished.

"Wait, didn't she just catch a cold? How could she be poisoned?" Yan Minglang questioned Wujia again and again, then remembered something and said: "She herself also knows the art of Qihuang, how can anyone poison her so easily?" !"