After the cannon fodder prostitute was reborn, she was favored by the entire royal family

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at her grandfather and two uncles, sighed secretly in her heart, and lightly opened her lips, "It can be solved."

She is still young and doesn't want to show off her medical skills too much.

We only plan to expose part of it and collect all the equipment in the medical space as soon as possible.

But now that her grandfather and others were involved, she changed her mind.

With her medical skills, she originally wanted to protect her loved ones.

In this case, it's better to show off your talents and let some young people rest their minds.

She walked to the front of the main hall and said to Xuan Yin: "I want to borrow a pen and ink."

Xuan Yin nodded, and immediately a disciple from the temple handed him a pen and ink.

Su Xiaoxiao knelt down, placed the paper on the corridor, and quickly wrote down a prescription, "Are there any medicinal herbs in the temple?"

Xuan Yin pondered for a moment: "Yes, but they are all common herbs, and there are relatively few detoxification ones."

"Is there any silverleaf grass?"

"No."

Su Xiaoxiao frowned. There were too many people poisoned, so she could only help Emperor Zhaoyang and other high-ranking people to temporarily control the toxins in their bodies.

As for the remaining ministers, if they do not detoxify within an hour, they will have no choice but to go to see the King of Hell.

The antidote for Shuomeng's poison is relatively common, but it must be introduced with the medicine Silver Leaf Grass.

She does have a medical space, but if she takes it out rashly, it would be too suspicious.

While she was thinking, Chang Xian ran over with a happy face, "Your Majesty, the doctor is here."

When Jiang Xin heard this, her pupils shrank slightly, "Commander Chang, are you sure he is really a doctor? And not a fake one?"

She had obviously had people lure away the doctors from nearby cities, including the capital.

Why did a doctor come so quickly?

Without waiting for Chang Xian to reply, Xuanyuan Qingmu looked at her with a half-smile, "Concubine Xin...it seems she doesn't want the doctor to come so quickly?"

Jiang Xin looked into Xuanyuan Qingmu's eyes without changing her expression: "The eldest prince misunderstood, but there are no people living around Xuanling Temple, and the mountain road is difficult to walk, so I was a little surprised for a moment.

Furthermore, this involves the lives of many officials, so it’s always wise to be cautious, right?”

Several ministers who were slightly injured spoke in a weak voice.

"My eldest prince, there is nothing wrong with what your empress did."

"Yes, I am asking this question for everyone's benefit."

"Your Majesty came to Xuanling Temple today and has cleared out the people around him. Now a doctor suddenly appears. Who knows if he is a traitor or not?"

Su Xiaoxiao stood up, glanced at the speaker, and secretly remembered their appearance in her heart.

Emperor Zhaoyang glanced at Concubine Xin and said in a deep voice: "Let him come in."

Chang Xian took the order and went down.

The ministers who still wanted to speak were silenced when they heard Emperor Zhaoming's words.

After a while, Chang Xian came in with someone.

After seeing the person clearly, the expressions of the three people in Duke Xia's palace became subtle.

Jiang Xin's eyes flashed with doubts, and she stared at the young man in white who was following Chang Xian.

Xuan Yin slowly retreated to the side behind Xuanyuan Qingmu, nodded slightly to Xuanyuan Qingmu, and walked towards the back hall.

Mu Changfeng followed Chang Xian and saluted respectfully, "The common people see you, Your Majesty."

Emperor Zhaoyang looked at him steadily and said in a calm tone with pressure, "Are you a doctor?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the common people know a little bit about medicine. They happened to be transporting medicinal herbs and passed by the foot of Xuanlingguan Mountain. They saw someone hurriedly coming down the mountain to look for a doctor, so they recommended themselves."

Emperor Zhaoyang frowned when he heard this: "Are you the only one?"

"There are still a few apprentices."

"Xiaoxiao, take a look at the herbs he gave you. Are there any you need?" Emperor Zhaoyang looked directly at Su Xiaoxiao.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Su Xiaoxiao felt blessed and walked out with Mu Changfeng.

Xia Jiangyi looked at her back, his eyes full of worry.

Xia Jinpeng asked Xuanyuan Qingmu in confusion: "No one can understand Shuo Meng so far, can Xiaoxiao really understand it?"

Xuanyuan Qingmu's eyes and eyebrows were full of deep affection for Su Xiaoxiao: "If you can understand the novel, you can definitely understand it. Even if she can't understand it, there's no harm in going to hell with her."

Xia Jiangyi and his son: "..."

I really wanted to beat him up, but the good cabbage was just snatched away by the pig.

When Xuanyuan Yi and Xuanyuan Hong came back with clean gauze, their hearts suddenly sank when they saw the unconscious Xuanyuan Lang and Xuanyuan Jie.

"Father, all the clean gauze in the temple are here."

Emperor Zhaoyang glanced at him lightly, with his hands behind his back, and no emotion could be seen in his eyebrows.

Xuanyuan Yi's eyes were full of worry, and just when he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, groaned, and a thin line of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Xin quickly supported him worriedly: "Yi'er!"

Xuanyuan Yi closed his eyes, opened his eyes and said softly: "Mother, my son is fine, what's going on?"

Jiang Xin quietly passed her fingers across Xuanyuan Yi's wrist, sighed softly, and said worriedly: "Everyone has been poisoned by Shuo Meng."

Dream?

Xuanyuan Yi immediately went to see Xuanyuan Lang and Xuanyuan Jie, and asked anxiously: "How are the second and third brothers?"

The second brother and the third brother were already weak, and they were poisoned by Shuo Meng's incurable poison...

Emperor Zhaoyang looked deeply at Xuanyuan Yi and said solemnly: "They are fine for the time being."

When Xuanyuan Yi heard this, his hanging heart relaxed slightly and his body swayed.

Xuanyuan Qingmu's lips curled up: "Xin Guifei's body..."

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Xin suddenly covered her chest, and strands of bright red spilled from her lips.

Xuanyuan Yi quickly stretched out his hand to support her: "Mother Concubine!"

"Ahem..." Jiang Xin leaned against Xuanyuan Yi, her face pale, "My concubine is fine."

Xuanyuan Qingmu's eyes turned cold.

Emperor Zhaoyang looked at Jiang Xin, the coldness in his eyes dissipated a little, "Please ask Miss Su to come over and perform acupuncture on Concubine Xin and the eldest prince."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Chang Xian responded respectfully and walked out quickly.

As soon as he reached the gate of the temple, he saw Su Xiaoxiao and three apprentices carrying medicinal materials.

Seeing Chang Xian, Su Xiaoxiao said unceremoniously: "Commander Chang, there are some medicinal materials in the carriage. Could you please have someone bring them over?"

Chang Xian nodded: "Miss Su, the eldest prince and Concubine Xin are vomiting blood. Your Majesty asked you to give them acupuncture."

A cold light flashed in Su Xiaoxiao's eyes, and she and Mu Changfeng walked inside together, "Mr. Mu, there are too many people poisoned, and I can't save them alone. I will teach you acupuncture in a while, and you can save them together with me."

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"good."

Back in front of the main hall, Su Xiaoxiao glanced at Emperor Zhaoming and others with crooked eyes, and began to look forward to the new equipment or medicines that would appear in the medical space.

Those who were swept by her eyes twitched their mouths slightly.

Why does her eyes look so much like a big bad wolf looking at a little sheep?

Xuanyuan Qingmu thought of the description of spirits in the storybook and narrowed his eyes.

It is said that injured people have weak yang energy and are prone to attract spirits.

Su Xiaoxiao used one of the ministers as a demonstration to teach Mu Changfeng acupuncture.

With the help of the medicinal materials and Mu Changfeng's help, the poisoned and injured minister was finally out of danger.

The second prince and the third prince have physical reasons. Whether there are any sequelae from this poisoning can only be known after they wake up.

"Your Majesty, the poison from Shuo Meng has been cured. I will prescribe two more prescriptions. Taking them for three days will completely remove the remaining poison from the body." An hour later, after everyone had taken the concoction, Su Xiaoxiao faced

Emperor Zhaoyang was blessed with a blessed body.

Emperor Zhaoyang's expression softened slightly, and he nodded to Su Xiaoxiao with some kindness, "You have made great achievements this time, what reward do you want?"

Su Xiaoxiao was blessed: "Your Majesty, I don't need rewards. Doctors are benevolent. This is what I should do."

The admiration in Emperor Zhaoyang's eyes grew stronger and he looked at Mu Changfeng, "What about you? What reward do you want?"

Mu Changfeng pondered for a moment and said slowly: "If Your Majesty wants to reward the poor people, the poor people hope that Your Majesty can reward the poor people with a shop and a hanging pot to help the world."