Rong Sheng felt Ji Qingxue's pulse. In less than a moment, he couldn't help frowning.
When he was about to speak, Ji Qingxue held his wrist and began to pulse for him.
"Spleen and soil are depressed, anxiety, insomnia and overwork. If you go on like this, your body will be hollowed out."
Rong Sheng: "
Can it be fun? Who gives who the pulse!
Nangong Yan asked him, "how is ah Xue's physical condition?"
Anyway, he didn't trust Sima Jing to hang, so he asked Rong Sheng to have a look at it himself.
"Little Shifu's injury a year ago has been all right, but she has been taking medicine, and her martial arts and internal power have been sealed."
Sure enough, the Sima mirror hanging is not a good thing.
"What medicine does ah Xue take?"
"Lost leaf." the two people spoke in unison.
Rongsheng looked at Ji Qingxue and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. The little master really hasn't changed.
"What is the lost leaf?"
When he mentioned this, he immediately put away his smile and his eyes became a little fierce: "listen to this name, you know it's not a good thing. It's a kind of medicinal material passed from the western regions, which is difficult to grow. There have been precedents for refining human Gu in the western regions and Miao areas, and the lost soul leaf is one of the important medicinal materials, which can control people's mind all the time."
Sima Jing doesn't carry much weight. His original intention is to distract Ji Qingxue's mind and make her have no energy to recall the past.
At the moment, Nangong Yan's two star eyes pressed the towering anger. He glared at Ji Qingxue: "so you always know that you still insist on drinking that damn medicine?"
In the face of his anger, Ji Qingxue said calmly, "I should have been out of my mind at that time."
Obviously, Sima Jing should be hung and beaten by fat.
This sentence obviously pleased Nangong Yan, and his anger dissipated a lot.
"What is the reason for ah Xue's amnesia?"
Rong Sheng said seriously, "it's hard to say. There are many reasons for amnesia. It's likely to happen when you are seriously injured and stimulated. It's difficult to cure."
Rong Sheng told the truth that this disease is very difficult. Most of the disease is in the patient's heart, and the external drugs can only play some auxiliary roles.
Nangong Yan nodded, his eyes fell on Ji Qingxue and became very gentle. If he was looking at a lost treasure: "it doesn't matter whether it can be cured."
As long as ah Xue still lives in this world.
Rong Sheng also thinks it makes sense. As long as the little master is still alive, does she remember what was important before?
So Rongsheng smiled at Ji Qingxue. He said in a loud voice, "little master, welcome back!"
This sentence was like a hot flame, and Ji Qingxue seemed to be burned. When she was at a loss, she subconsciously looked at Nangong Yan opposite.
Nangong Yan smiled and nodded at her: "ah Xue, welcome back!"
I've been waiting for you for a long time.
At night, Ji Qingxue looked warily at Nangong Yan with a face in her arms, for fear that he would rush over if he couldn't control it.
"Ah Xue." Nangong Yan looked at her helplessly, "you don't have to guard against me like this."
Ji Qingxue turned his eyes: "that's no good. You go to sleep elsewhere."
Nangongyan rushed to Ji Qingxue with an arrow. Looking at her face suddenly enlarged, she suddenly panicked and almost fell out of bed. Fortunately, nangongyan even helped her.
Then Ji Qingxue heard Nangong Yan say in a low, dull voice, "ah Xue, we have all our children. No one knows you better than I do."
He moved closer and lingered close to her cochlea: "I can't be more familiar with every inch of your skin."
Ji Qingxue looked up at him in amazement. Nangong Yan pressed her on the bed while she was distracted.
Ji Qingxue put her hands against his hot chest. She said angrily, "nangongyan, don't touch me until I recover my memory."
Although she doesn't reject this person's touch strangely, for the boudoir, she still hopes to continue after I find my feeling for that person.
Nangongyan ignored her and pressed her, burying her head into her shoulder. Ji Qingxue tried to struggle. Nangongyan's voice of grinding her teeth and forbearing sounded in her ear: "don't move any more!"
If he moved again, it would be a long night anyway. He didn't mind doing something to pass the time.
Ji Qingxue was stiff and didn't dare to move. He felt the difference of his servants. Nangong Yan said slightly: "ah Xue's words just now are wrong. If you can't find your memory, I can't be a monk all my life."
Nangong Yan's words made Ji Qingxue's face red. Ji Qingxue whispered, "what do you want?"
"There should always be a time limit."
"You're so unreasonable." Ji Qingxue couldn't help saying that this kind of thing is in a hurry. Why should we have a time limit.
Nangong Yan suddenly made a heavy top, so that she could fully feel her enthusiasm.
Ji qingxuedun was struck by lightning, which made her smoke, scorched outside and tender inside.
Nangong Yan leaned over and gasped: "if I'm really unreasonable, I should have asked you without scruples at this time. I've been celibate for a year. Ah Xue, do you have the heart to see me so painful?"
Ji Qingxue looked calm and spit out two words: "bear heart!"
Nangong Yan was stunned at first, and then kissed her on the forehead, "ah Xue, what should I do with you?"
Nangong Yan turned over and lay beside her, then held her hand tightly, "at least let me sleep beside you. Now I still feel that I am in a dream, and everything in the dream is a beautiful dream I woven by myself. If I wake up now, I am still in the Dayan palace, and I am the only one, then I may really be unable to hold on."
I don't know why Ji Qingxue's heart is suddenly soft. He always feels that he should be proud and cold, but he is so worried about gain and loss for her.
Ji Qingxue thought and stretched out his hands to pull his face: "does it hurt? Pain means it's not a dream."
Nangong Yan didn't care about the pain on his face like ants. He took people in his arms.
"Sleep, ah Xue, remember to have a good dream with me."
Familiar and strange words, the crisp smell lingering at the tip of his nose made Ji Qingxue fall asleep soon.
Nangong Yan looked down at the quiet and unspeakable person in his arms and sighed: "ah Xue, I won't let you leave me again."
If he did it again, he really wouldn't have to live. As for Sima Jingxuan... A cruel look flashed in Nangong Yan's eyes.
No matter who he is, since he dares to calculate him, he must be prepared to bear the price!
It seems that it is time to put the annexation of Weiguo on the agenda.