Li Chengqian naturally would not drink this kind of tea of ​​unknown origin, and this is the so-called guardianship of others!

After waiting bored for a while, a sound of footsteps came from the back of the lobby of the Medicine Store, accompanied by a cheerful laughter: "With a distinguished guest visiting, the dear traveler will shine brightly."

"Doctor Yang is polite. I'm here to come here. I hope the doctor will not feel abrupt." Li Chengqian hugged his fists, but did not get up.

Originally, he was the prince, and the other party was just a legendary liar. It was not enough to get him to stand up and greet him.

Fortunately, Yang Changlin didn't seem to care about this. After replying to the gift, he sat opposite Li Chengqian and went straight to the point and said, "I don't know what disease this little brother has?"

"Heart!" Li Chengqian pointed to his head.

"There are many types of headaches. I wonder where the little brother is?"

"Everywhere is hurt." Anyway, he is here to find fault, so Li Chengqian is too lazy to think about where the pain is.

"This... I'm afraid I'll use Baixiao Dan." Yang Changlin didn't even need a vein, and he started to push away his Baixiao Dan with his beard.

"Baixiao Dan? Is there really such a magical doctor who said it?"

"This little brother, I still say the same thing, whoever uses it will know." Yang Changlin said calmly.

"Well, since the miracle doctor is so confident in me..., let's go with me!" Li Chengqian saw the old lamp's swearing, and no longer wanted to linger with him, and said with a solemn expression.

"What, what?" Yang Changlin was shocked by the word "I Palace". His little eyes blinked for a long time but could not figure out what Li Chengqian's identity was.

"The East Palace lacks experts like Doctor Yang to take care of the clinic." Li Chengqian said with a smile.

Now, Yang Changlin only felt that he was going crazy. The Eastern Palace is the territory of the Prince of the Tang Dynasty. How could he, a grass man, enter? And what is important is that he does not have any medical skills except that he has no medical skills. If he goes to the Eastern Palace, then everything will be exposed.

Thinking of this, Yang Changlin hurriedly said to Li Chengqian: "This little brother..."

"Bold Yang Changlin, you can't tolerate you being presumptuous in front of the prince." Su Meng was standing behind Li Chengqian, but now that Li Chengqian has exposed his true colors, he naturally doesn't have to pretend anymore.

"Too, too..." Yang Changlin couldn't help but shivered.

"Please!" Li Chengqian stood up from the chair and compared a gesture of asking for help.

The prince of the Tang Dynasty came to seek medical treatment. Yang Changlin should have been very happy, but now his legs are trembling and he has not even stood up from the chair after trying several times.

But Su Meng didn't care about that. When he saw that he couldn't get up, he immediately walked over. He grabbed one of his arms and pulled him up and immediately pulled him up, dragged him out.

"No, no, I, I don't want to go to the palace, I, I..." Yang Changlin was almost scared to death. When he thought of going to the East Palace, he was discovered that he was just a liar, so he almost urinated his pants.

"What? Doctor Yang doesn't want to give me any face?" Li Chengqian, who was walking in front, heard Yang Changlin's scream like a pig behind him, turned his scalp and asked with a smile.

"No, no, I, I, I just want to do it for the people who cannot afford to see a doctor, treat the disease, the emperor, the royal relatives, no..." Yang Changlin said hesitantly.

"I can't afford to see a doctor? As far as I know, I don't spend money on medical treatment in the Tang Dynasty, right? You actually said I can't afford to see a doctor?" The smile on Li Chengqian's face was very strange, which made Yang Changlin feel scared.

"No, no, I don't mean that, I mean, I'm seeing all the diseases that are not cured."

"Since this is the case, my illness is the kind of bad medicine. You can follow me."

"I……"

Yang Changlin wanted to argue again, but Su Meng was not polite at all. He pinched his neck and stuffed it into the carriage like a chicken.

That's it, Yang Changlin was taken back to the Daming Palace.

...

In Jingshi Room, Li Chengqian's carriage stopped silently at the door.

The manager inside immediately came out from inside.

Even a higher-level eunuch would not come here normally. Now a big shot suddenly comes, how can the manager accidentally receive the business?

But what stopped was Li Chengqian's carriage, and the man Su Meng got off the carriage.

While the manager of Jingshifang was stunned, Su Meng dragged a little old man from the car and pushed him into several eunuchs: "Maintain, this guy is clean."

"Purify your body?" The manager looked back at Yang Changlin, whose hair was a little white, and said with a lot of laughter and cry: "Then, that, this, this adult, this old man is too old, and it's probably a little too late to purify your body now."

"Is that true? Do you want me to reply to Your Highness like this?" Su Meng glanced at the manager.

"Uh, no, no, no, right away, the lower official will clean him up immediately."

Go to his uncle, love whoever he loves, isn’t it just a clean body? No matter whether he is dead or alive, it’s better not to offend the person in the East Palace. As the manager thought so, he waved his hands to those who held Yang Changlin’s inner custody and signaled to bring the person in.

"No, no, save you, no, I, I don't want to be purified. I haven't married a wife yet, I, I don't want to be purified!" Yang Changlin shouted with struggle.

But he listened to Su Meng's conversation with the manager from beginning to end. If he didn't know what would happen, wouldn't he have lived in vain for so many years?

But his struggle was futile. Several powerful eunuchs of Kong Wu finally pressed him on an iron rack, and three or two pulled out all his clothes. Then Yang Changlin heard the sound of sharpening the knife.

At this time, he began to regret it. If he had known that coming to Chang'an would have such consequences, he should have been huddled in Luoyang at the beginning. Although he cheated less money every day, it would be better than being cut into that thing?

But what's the use of regret now? The manager has come over with a kitchen knife, and Yang Changlin's liver trembles with a gloomy look on his face.

"Hehe, old man, don't be afraid. Our family is very quick. If you cut it, you will have no worries."

"No, no, no, don't, don't do this, I, I can give you money and give you a lot of money. If you let me go, just say I'm dead. Please, let me go!" Yang Changlin was struggling for the final struggle.

"It's not impossible for our family to let you go, but do you think the Crown Prince will let us go?" Xueliang's big blade swayed in front of Yang Changlin's eyes, and the manager asked with a sinister smile.

"..." Yang Changlin was speechless. Under such circumstances, he really didn't know what to say.

And at the moment when he was silent, the sword flashed, and the world became quiet.
Chapter completed!