The silly king's daughter-in-law is a plant?

"Brother Yiqian." The two new young monks, seven or eight years old, with the same shiny hair, grinned as they talked, and one of their white lower teeth fell out.

"Yeah." Yiqian is indifferent to everyone, deliberately alienating, but when she meets children, she can pull a just right smile from the corner of her mouth, and bend down to gently touch their smooth bald heads.

The two young monks closed their eyes and smiled, Yiqian withdrew his hand, walked around them and left.

After spending the morning walking around, Yiqian had to give lectures to Xi Mojiu in the afternoon, which was a task arranged by the palace, so that several royal children could learn Buddhism and pray to the Buddha in the future.

So Yiqian divided several people into three groups to give lectures, in order to let the children of the royal family understand the content of the scriptures more thoroughly.Today Xi Mojiu and Mo Ling went to class first, put the scriptures to be used into the bamboo basket, spread the wooden fish on top, Yiqian put the basket on and walked to the gazebo.

Yi Qian thought that she had come early, and expected that Xi Mojiu and Mo Ling hadn't noticed his flirting, even though they sensed that there was one more person, Xi Mojiu still verbally flirted with Mo Ling in disapproval.

Putting the bamboo basket on the stone bench, he took out everything inside, a coin-thick scripture book, Mo Ling poked him with a crutch, whispered a few threats, Xi Mojiu laughed softly, opened the arms that encircled the man, and sat upright.If you don't give your daughter-in-law face when you are away, your daughter-in-law won't give yourself face when you go home.

There is no sound, white mist floats by the pool, the sun is shining, the white mist is still floating layer by layer, it will not be inconvenient for people to see things clearly, it is a fantastic beauty.

"The Ninth Prince's complexion is not good." Yi Qian turned to the first page of the scriptures, and couldn't omit the mantra "Amitabha".

He only glanced at Xi Mojiu, he lacked energy, his eyes were cloudy and flawed, others couldn't see it, only those who practiced poison all year round could see it at a glance.

Yiqian sent the antidote to save people, and Mo Ling told Xi Mojiu about it. Yiqian must not be easy, so Xi Mojiu took care of what Yiqian said.

"Master Yiqian, can you tell me a thing or two in detail?" Xi Mojiu saw the man smoothing the pages of the book indifferently and calmly, and after asking a question, he quietly waited for Yiqian's answer.

"Don't dare to do it." Yiqian knocked on the wooden fish, and read the words in the book, not forgetting to explain the meaning of each sentence.

"Yi..." His arm was suddenly grabbed, Mo Ling looked at Xi Mojiu, Xi Mojiu just shook his head, took Mo Ling's hand and continued to listen, occasionally answering a question, recalling the past is not troublesome discuss.

Mo Ling is not a Buddhist, so he was confused by what he heard, and he was in school, and he couldn't stop feeling sleepy and eyelid fights.

An hour later, Yiqian closed the scriptures, folded his palms reverently and bowed.

"Amitabha. The red light of the Ninth Prince scattered seven points. Do you feel chest tightness and shortness of breath at night, restless dreams, and often fall into nightmares and cannot extricate yourself. Drinking water during the day has abdominal pain, and the sputum is bloody after coughing."

Xi Mojiu's expression is serious, just like what I said before, he has red dots in everything.

"Wang Yi, the former master, give me an answer."

"Stretch out your hand, I'll feel your pulse." Yi Qian rolled up her long sleeves, and pressed her slender two fingers on Xi Mojiu's wrist.

Xi Mojiu didn't speak to avoid disturbing Yiqian, and didn't listen to what Yiqian said, Mo Ling didn't find Xi Mojiu had these problems at all, and could only say that Xi Mojiu's secret actor status was not a vain name.

Yi Qian withdrew her fingers, not intending to show off, and said cheerfully, "You are poisoned. This poison is insidious and strange. It wants to consume your source energy. It usually lurks quietly on the way. If it happens, it will kill you within ten seconds. Death. So there is nothing I can do to save you."

"Who are you, Your Excellency?" Xi Mojiu asked.

"Anituofo, this little monk is a disciple of Tianyin Temple, an ordinary person with no name and status, that's all." Yiqian put the things back into the basket one by one.

"But please give me a way to save lives. Mo Ling has seen you save people and believes in your ability. I hope you can save Jiu'er's life." Mo Ling clasped his fists pleadingly. Xi Mojiu's injury hadn't healed for a few days. Why did he get poisoned again, and play tricks on people.

"It's useless for the Ninth Concubine to ask the little monk, if it can't be cured, it can't be cured, but the little monk knows who can cure it." Yi Qian said indifferently, the light trembled at the mention of who.

"Who is it?" The two said in unison.

"A miraculous doctor who lives in seclusion on the Qingshan Cliff."

The news of Xi Mojiu's poisoning was known to Ji Nanfeng, the Fifth Prince and the Third Prince within one stick of incense after returning to the house.

Ji Nanfeng bit the nail of his thumb: "One wave is not calm, and another wave will rise."

The fifth prince was a little bit emotional, and it was no surprise to hear that Xi Mojiu was poisoned: "Recently, we have offended some god, and we can meet anything."

"We're fine. It's Lao Jiu who has something to do. I guess he offended the fairy sister in the sky. Our Lao Jiu is handsome, capable of literature and martial arts, so there must be a fairy sister who will take him in. It's a pity, Lao Jiu has a master." That's why I hurt Sister Fairy's heart, which led to a series of incidents." The third prince's facial expression changed wonderfully, he danced and gestured, his tone was exaggerated, and he looked serious.

The dagger shot coldly across the third prince's neck and pierced.Into the wall where Feng Shui paintings are hung.

The third prince swallowed his saliva, and looked at Xi Mojiu in horror, Xi Mojiu's eyes seemed to be infected with poisonous light, and looked at the third prince with displeasure.

"Third Brother, say something again." His voice was colder than a dagger, and his voice was very slow, which had the effect of demagogic and increasing the fear of others.

"Hey, when are we going to leave?" The third prince looked at the sky and the ground, winking wildly, and those present ignored him if they couldn't see it.

What you have to do, no one else can save you.

"Let's go tomorrow." Mo Ling broke the silence in time, bringing back the embarrassing scene: "I didn't say how long it took for Xi Mojiu's poison to take hold, I just said it depends on Jiu'er's luck, early treatment will be good."

"All right, all right, I'll go back to the house to pack my things first." The third prince said hahaha, Xi Mojiu glanced at him lightly, and the third prince chose to run away.

"Xi Mojiu, according to the previous development, you are lucky, and detoxification is absolutely no problem." Ji Nanfeng snapped his fingers, touched the fifth prince, slapped the table and stood up: "Let's go back and pack our things too."

"Okay." Mo Ling replied for Xi Mojiu, his tired head resting on Xi Mojiu's generous shoulder.

At night, Mo Ling slept in Xi Mojiu's arms.The green space unfolded, and the blue butterfly flew unsteadily in front of Xi Mojiu, and the black circle under Xi Mojiu's feet was wider than before.

"I'm fine." Blue Butterfly hugged Xi Mojiu's fingertips, so weak that she didn't even have the ability to flap her wings.

The red dragonfly kicked its short legs, waved its small fist, and flew under the blue butterfly to cushion it, resisting pushing Xi Mojiu's hand.

Means to blame him for his incompetence!They became like this all because of Xi Mojiu.Xi Mojiu heard what Red Dragonfly said in his heart.