"Have you seen them off?" The tree didn't lift its head, and turned a page with his fingers.

"Well. Go! " The peony grinned, "the old lady was so frightened by the poison that the young lady gave her! I'm afraid I can't say anything when I go back this time. "

"Look at me with that disgusting look back. Think I can't see it? " The tree reached for the bottle of peony and said without expression, "if you don't obey me, let her go blind slowly.". Anyway, eyes are of little use to her. "

Shaoyao chuckled, "that's right."

Then the tree stopped talking and leaned on the couch to continue to look at the medical records left by long chuyun.

Long chuyun has traveled to many places. He is not only good at Danshu, but also proficient in toxicology. Seeing her manuscript, he can learn a lot of practical medical experience, which is really beneficial.

In the evening, Prince Mo came.

As soon as I walked into the small yard of arbor Nanzhu garden, I was very angry. I lifted up my robe and sat down beside her little couch. "Father, it's so good!"

"You must be confused by your old man if you can get angry like this." Arbor put down a copy of poison Scripture, glanced at Prince Mo and handed him a small tea cup

Prince Mo took it, his eyes full of anger, "that stupid old man. I was fooled by others at will, and my heart was soft again. "

The tree stood up and looked at him curiously. "Is it Zheng Ji? Was released from the cold palace again? "

King to Zheng Ji, that is absolutely true love! With the grace of the king to Zheng Ji for many years, if the crown prince told her now that the king would let Zheng Ji out again, she would not think it was too unexpected.

"That's not true." The ink lotus once held the small hand of the arbor, gently pinched a way, "but also very much."

It turns out that, for some reason, when the king passed by the back door of Chonghua palace, he just saw Zheng Ji in a plain white shirt, sitting under a withered old tree, writing Qian Qian with devout face and did not know what he was copying.

It's said that the scene at that time was so beautiful that Zheng Ji could look straight.

Just want to be filial! Zheng Ji's soft and beautiful white shadow entered the king's heart again.

The king quietly walked out of the chariot and went to have a look. Ah, it was Zheng Ji who was transcribing a local prayer Scripture with her heart and soul. She prayed for the country and the queen mother and the king secretly.

The king quietly inquired about mother su. It turned out that Zheng Ji had been copying sutras and praying for blessings under the tree day and night for three days. She was very devout.

Mother Su also wiped her old tears and said to the king that Zheng Ji had realized her mistakes and would have to change her ways so that she could live a good life.

The king's heart was filled with emotion. He took a look at Zheng Ji's stack of hand copied scriptures, and saw that her clothes were thin, and only a plain hairpin was slanted into her temples, which looked very soft and lovely. He could not help but move in his heart.

When arbor listened to the story in general and the prince finished, he could not help but stare round his big eyes curiously and ask, "then the king took Zheng Ji out?"

"No." Mo Lian said angrily, "he wants to pick it up, wants to pick it up? Then we'll have to see if we have that face. Go and get it now! "

That man was thrown into the cold palace by his own will. How long did he want to take it out? That's not slapping! Do you want his old face?

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