The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

Chapter 445 The Pavilion Master’s attentive service

"How unreasonable! There are such evil things in the world that can harm people's lives! Ahem, cough, cough..."

When Luo Hongxiao got excited, he couldn't stop coughing.

Jiang Yunluo saw this and hurriedly comforted her: "Father, don't worry, this matter has been resolved now, but... there is another matter."

She was silent for a moment, and then said softly: "When Yao'er was making medicine, the Gu King jumped out to attack, but King Shuo blocked it for Yao'er, and now his eyes are damaged..."

"King Shuo?"

Luo Hongxiao was startled and quickly asked: "To what extent is the damage?"

Jiang Yunluo then replied: "He... is blind."

"This this……"

Luo Hongxiao was shocked.

What is Ling Fengshuo's identity?

The majestic God of War in Donglai is now unable to look at him. If something unexpected happens in Beiming, wouldn't it mean that the relationship between the two countries...

But between Yao'er and him...

Thinking of the past between the two of them, Luo Hongxiao didn't know what to say for a moment.

After a long silence, he could only say: "It is my decree that from now on, you can use all the royal doctors and rare medicinal materials in the hospital as you wish without informing anyone. You must cure King Shuo's eyes at all costs." !”

"Father, don't worry, Yao'er will do his best on this matter."

Jiang Yunluo agreed without hesitation. She originally wanted to extract and use the medicinal materials from the palace, but she didn't expect Luo Hongxiao to take the initiative to speak.

Then Luo Hongxiao told him: "By the way, Yao'er, please don't make any announcement about King Shuo's injury. There are many people in the palace, so you don't have to come back for the time being. Just stay in Li'er's house for now."

Jiang Yunluo hurriedly replied: "Okay, father, don't worry, only Mu Li, I and a few personal guards of the palace know about this matter. He is highly skilled in martial arts. Even if he is unable to do anything, he is not completely incapable of restraining a chicken. Father, you don't have to Worry."

"That's fine..."

Luo Hongxiao nodded.

The original joy due to the resolution of the epidemic was washed away by this incident, and I became a little worried.

After asking several more questions about Ling Fengshuo's condition, he excused himself to rest and asked Jiang Yunluo to go to the Tai Hospital to pick up medicinal materials and go back to cure Ling Fengshuo as soon as possible.

Jiang Yunluo had no choice but to warn him before resigning.

Then he went straight to the hospital.

With Luo Hongxiao's instructions, naturally no one dared to stop her.

Jiang Yunluo simply searched the entire hospital.

The medicinal materials Luo Hongxiao used on daily basis did not conflict with Ling Fengshuo, so she saw the good things and put them all into her bag.

I also took advantage of the opportunity to grab a few sets of ready-made medicine needles and returned home with a full load.

As soon as he walked in, he didn't even bother to rest his feet and went straight to Ling Fengshuo's residence!

Before he even got close, he heard the swishing sound of sword dancing coming from inside.

She subconsciously slowed down.

When he got closer, he saw that it was Ling Fengshuo standing in the courtyard practicing his sword.

He was already tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and looked as straight as a cedar in the mountains.

At this time, the dancing moon in his hand was only an afterimage.

Amidst the "swishing" sound, Jiang Yunluo accidentally stepped on a broken branch under her feet.

"Crack."

An almost inaudible crisp sound.

The tips of Ling Fengshuo's ears twitched, and he almost instantly changed his attack and attacked Jiang Yunluo!

Jiang Yunluo stood still.

Seeing the sword reach before his eyes, it stopped exactly two inches from the tip of his nose.

Ling Fengshuo tilted his head slightly and called, "Yao'er."

He had known it was her.

"You can practice swordplay now. It seems you are recovering well?"

Jiang Yunluo walked into the hospital with a pack of needles in her hand.

Ling Fengshuo turned around and subconsciously wanted to move forward, but his feet suddenly stopped slightly.

Mo Ying rushed out from nowhere in an instant and held his arm.

"Your Majesty, this way."

He carefully helped the man who had just rushed out of the room to practice swordsmanship to sit at the table.

Jiang Yunluo frowned slightly as she watched the two men's actions.

"Your eyes won't be healed for a while. If you have time, let Mo Ying and Hei Ying help you walk two more times in the courtyard so that you can memorize the route. With your ability, you should be able to heal soon. Be familiar with it so you don’t bump into it accidentally when no one is around.”

She had wanted to say it before.

Ling Fengshuo might not have been used to it when he first lost his sight.

But it had been several days, and he should have memorized the surrounding facilities.

When Mo Ying and Black Eagle heard this, their expressions suddenly became a little subtle.

The prince not only remembered...

It’s like walking on flat ground!

Isn't this to properly show "weakness" in front of your sweetheart?

Otherwise, how could the princess run to the prince without any trouble!

The air was quiet for a moment.

Mo Ying was thinking about how to "defend" Ling Fengshuo.

Then I heard him say in a deep voice: "It is true that I have calmed down a long time ago, but I have been unable to see these past few days, and the sounds in my ears have been extremely noisy. I still..."

Ling Fengshuo suddenly paused for a moment.

The person who had always been arrogant suddenly had a hint of loneliness in his tone, and said softly: "I'm not used to it."

Mo Ying: "..."

God!

When has the prince ever spoken in such a tone!

And this reason is also reasonable! ! !

It was also the first time that Jiang Yunluo saw that this person seemed to be showing weakness, and her mood was a little complicated for a moment.

For a person with Ling Fengshuo's personality, asking him to reveal his "weaknesses" in front of others would probably be as good as killing him.

But now...

Thinking about it, she hurriedly spread out the things at hand.

"I just returned to the palace to see my father. I explained your situation to him and got some medicinal materials from the palace. Come on, try acupuncture today. Maybe you will recover before you get used to it."

Jiang Yunluo picked up the needle bag, raised her chin at Mo Ying and Hei Ying, and motioned for them to help Ling Fengshuo into the room.

He also asked someone to prepare a basin of hot water.

"It might hurt a little."

Before inserting the needle, Jiang Yunluo still gave a warning.

"It's okay."

Ling Fengshuo trusted her completely without any hesitation.

Having said that, a quarter of an hour later, my back was almost still soaked with cold sweat.

There were layers of sweat on his forehead.

"It will be fine soon, just bear with it a little longer."

Jiang Yunluo carefully wiped his forehead with a hot cloth, waited for another cup of tea, and then took off the silver needle.

Black Eagle and Mo Ying also stood by and asked quickly: "Princess, when will this acupuncture method take effect?"

"At least three days."

Jiang Yunluo put away the needle pack and looked a little hesitant: "If it doesn't work, I will think of other ways."

"Yes."

Black Eagle nodded and asked no more questions.

Ling Fengshuo, however, propped up the bed and sat up, grabbing Jiang Yunluo's sleeves with his fingertips.

"How's it going outside?"

"Everything is fine, you don't have to worry."

Jiang Yunluo didn't expect that he was still thinking about this matter. Her tone was rare and gentle. She lowered her eyes and looked at his fingers that were grabbing her clothes. After all, she didn't brush them away. She continued: "Since you are a patient, don't think about anything. Just recuperate." However, the news of your injury will not be spread for the time being."