After the death of the previous emperor, the Empress Dowager became arrogant

Chapter 171 Little 9

Mu Xiaoxiao was about to raise her arm to wipe the sweat off her face when a white handkerchief suddenly appeared behind her and gently rubbed her forehead, wiping away the sweat beads.

Mu Xiaoxiao paid attention to the silver needle in her hand. She didn't look back and just said softly, "Thank you."

Yuan Qing stood back silently, leaving her space to heal.

She watched Mu Xiaoxiao moving from one patient to another, so she followed her and did what she could. She was not good at treating illnesses, but she could still use the box to cook medicine.

"Oh my god, it's finally done," Mu Xiaoxiao put away the silver needle and said to the patient in front of him, "Don't worry, the condition has been controlled. You will be cured in a few days and you can go home."

The patient seemed much more energetic than before he came to Beijing. His eyes quickly became moist and he stretched out his hand to express his gratitude, but he was afraid of dirtying the doctor's hands, so he could only stammer in confusion.

"Okay, stop talking and make sure you get more rest," Mu Xiaoxiao packed up her medicine box and stood up. "I have to go back and report today's situation to the imperial doctors. See you tomorrow."

When she turned around, she saw Yuan Qing squatting beside her, packing up medicine jars. She hurried over and said, "Master... Bah, sir?"

She was so frightened that she couldn't change her words immediately and almost bit her tongue.

Yuan Qing put all the medicine jars into the medical tent, and when he came out he looked at her and said, "Dr. Mu."

After she finished speaking, she was stunned.

I always feel like I've heard this name somewhere before.

Mu Xiaoxiao scratched his head embarrassedly, "Hey, why are you praising me, Master?"

Yuan Qing temporarily put aside the thoughts in his mind and answered her: "Isn't it good to praise you for your improved medical skills?"

She walked away, and Mu Xiaoxiao followed her. "Okay, that means the results of my medical exchange these days are not bad. What's more, it's a blessing to receive a compliment from you."

Yuan Qing stopped and turned to look at her with an inexplicable expression on his face. "If you like it, I can praise you every day. Don't think I'm stingy. I'm very generous."

Mu Xiaoxiao smiled awkwardly. Her intuition was always accurate and she always felt that there was something fishy behind her master's words.

Yuan Qing seemed to have noticed something and turned around.

Mu Xiaoxiao thought that her master had heard what she was thinking, so she pursed her lips and looked at her cautiously.

But Yuan Qing's eyes were not on her, but looking somewhere else far away.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked over and asked, "Master, what are you looking at?"

"It seems like someone is watching us," Yuan Qing looked for a few seconds before looking away, "It might be my illusion, let's go."

After they left, half a wheel appeared behind the medical tent, but soon the wheel disappeared into the darkness, leaving only the light sound of the wheel rolling.

Mu Xiaoxiao stayed with the imperial doctors and did not come back. This was something Yuan Qing had expected.

Now the strange diseases that have appeared in various places are showing signs of improvement. These days, the doctors inside and outside the palace have been very busy.

When Yuan Qing was about to go to the Dali Temple, he was suddenly frightened by a figure before leaving the house and almost fell down.

Yuan Qing looked up and found that Wei Lin had quietly entered the capital.

She passed him and walked down the street. "Doesn't it take half a month to get to Beijing? How come you're here so soon?"

Wei Lin's long legs moved quickly, and he caught up with her in two or three steps. He said with a playful smile, "Isn't it because you are afraid of delaying the master's important event?"

Yuan Qing was too lazy to argue with him, so he asked, "How is the person I told him about?"

Wei Lin leaned closer and whispered, "The master told me not to alert the people behind him, so I didn't show up in front of the old man. Instead, I asked someone else to look after him in the village and protect his safety. Is this appropriate, master?"

He had a look on his face that looked like he was asking for praise, and Yuan Qing wanted to laugh.

But now they were on the street, Yuan Qing couldn't joke with him in public, so he said: "Stay away from me, wait for me at the inn rented by Lao San, I will find you at noon, don't run around, a stranger like you will easily arouse others' vigilance, just tell the innkeeper if you have any questions, he will help you."

Wei Lin stopped and watched her walk away.

He was feeling a little depressed at first, but then he remembered something and strode towards the inn.

At noon, Mu Xiaoxiao and Yuan Qing went to the inn together.

Wei Lin had already ordered the food and was waiting for Yuan Qing to arrive.

But he didn't expect that there was a greedy little tail following him.

He sat up, leaning back on the chair, and resumed his carefree attitude. "Hey, who followed me? It turned out to be our follower, Xiaojiu. How come you didn't buy me a gift?"

Mu Xiaoxiao was not going to indulge him. She sat down in front of him and said bluntly, "Sixth brother, when did you say you were coming? I didn't receive any news. I would like to thank you for spending money and ordering such a large table of delicious food for me. Since you are so generous, I will not mind your disrespect for the elderly. I hope you will not do it again."

Yuan Qing followed and sat down next to Mu Xiaoxiao.

Wei Lin was greatly irritated by Mu Xiaoxiao's constant mention of "old". He calculated his age, and hurriedly approached Yuan Qing and asked, "Am I really old?"

Yuan Qing picked up a piece of meat with the chopsticks beside him and stuffed it into his mouth, saying, "To her, you are naturally old."

Wei Lin was ruthlessly stabbed in the heart by an arrow again.

He chewed the meat slowly while holding back the bleeding. He couldn't even taste his favorite roast meat. He was really "hurt".

Yuan Qing had something on his mind, so he ate a few bites and stopped eating.

Because some of his favorite dishes were snatched away by Mu Xiaoxiao, Wei Lin only ate a few bites, put down his chopsticks, and stared at the dead girl opposite him, breathing heavily.

Mu Xiaoxiao has always been heartless. She deliberately ignored the looks from the opposite side and ate happily. Most of the dishes on the table went into her little stomach.

Yuan Qing and Wei Lin's eyes both fell on Mu Xiaoxiao's belly at the same time.

Mu Xiaoxiao finished the last bite, propped her hands on the cushion, slowly stroked her bulging belly, squinted her eyes comfortably, "Oh, it's really delicious, thank you Sixth Brother for your hospitality."

Wei Lin gritted his teeth and said, "Really? As long as it tastes good, it would be better if it makes you die of fullness!"

Yuan Qing coughed and said to Mu Xiaoxiao, "You really ate a lot today. Go out for a walk first, and then come in and rest for a while when you come back. You probably have things to do later."

This is a signal to talk to Wei Lin alone.

Mu Xiaoxiao turned around and gave Wei Lin a look arrogantly, which made Wei Lin so angry that he was about to get up and chase after her.

"Xiaojiu loves to play, and you follow her in doing this?" Yuan Qing pressed the table that he nearly overturned and said, "Tell someone to clean this up first. I have something to tell you, otherwise I'm not sure when the next time will be."