The next day, after Mu Qingling had finished her breakfast, she planned to see the injured. Although no one came to disturb her last night, this does not mean that the injured were not at all. As a medical practitioner, since she had taken over the treatment of them, it was impossible for her to do only half of it.

In the room, Mu Qingling saw the old monk guarding there as soon as she walked in. Qingying now told Mu Qingling clearly that he had not slept all night.

"Master, I'm sorry, you'll stay here all night." Mu Qingling said apologetically, never mentioning that he was injured.

"It's okay. Only the monk in Cheng'an Temple knows some medical skills, so I can rest assured if I keep it myself." The old monk shook his head and said.

Mu Qingling nodded, looked at the bed that was missing from someone, and pointed, "Is that maid back?"

The old monk nodded and said, "I went back last night."

Qingyuehui woke up after she left, as Mu Qingling expected. At this time, there was nothing strange about hearing that she left last night.

Mu Qingling checked the injuries of several people, but unexpectedly did not worsen at all, but there was a trend of improvement. She raised her eyebrows in surprise, but Mu Qingling's face did not show up, and turned around and said, "Master, I am here now, so you might as well go back and rest."

"Since that's the case, I'll take care of the matter here." The old monk nodded. He was already injured. After hearing Mu Qingling say this on his own, he naturally wouldn't show off and continue to stay.

It was not until the old monk's back disappeared from sight that Qi Yue stepped forward and said, "Master, is there any problem with this monk?"

Mu Qingling curled her lips and smiled, "It's not a problem. It's just that she feels it's not simple."

Qi Yue was stunned, unable to understand what Mu Qingling meant by such a contradictory word.

Mu Qingling looked at Qiyue's confusion in her eyes, smiled faintly, pointed to the few people who were still unconscious, and curled her lips and said, "He should have dealt with the injuries of these people last night. Before that, he told me that he is not good at sword injuries. In addition, when the killer attacked last night, you might not notice it, but I can see clearly that this old monk should also be a master."

Qiyue has been with her for so long, and Mu Qingling probably knows that Qiyue's martial arts are at its best in the world. When he faced the enemy yesterday, although the old monk did not use his true strength, he could easily resolve the murderous intent of the killer. To a certain extent, the injuries on his body were actually deliberate, and in fact, they were to cover up their eyes and ears.

Qi Yue frowned and said, "It is not surprising that the monks in Cheng'an Temple have some self-defense skills. But if the old monk's strength exceeds our imagination, then this person's identity will be really puzzling."

Since Cheng'an Temple is a royal temple in the previous dynasty, there must be more people staring at than other temples. It's just that for so long, I have never heard of any monks with particularly high martial arts skills in Cheng'an Temple.

Here, after Mu Qingling confirmed that these people had no worries about life, she had no intention of changing the prescription again. She just sat down with Qiyue and looked at the books brought out from the mansion. Because this was the medical skill, Mu Qingling brought them out together when the fire broke out last night, so she was spared the fate of being burned to pieces. Otherwise, Mu Qingling wouldn't know how to pass the time.

On the other hand, the yard arranged by the abbot for Jun Haoqi was in chaos at this time. Perhaps the abbot also knew that Jun Haoqi and the Ning Prince's Mansion were not in harmony, so the yards of the two sides were not arranged together. Instead, one was in the south and the other was in the north. The middle was a full distance between the Cheng'an Temple. Therefore, Jun Haoqi and the others were busy all night, and Mu Qingling and the others were really not sure.

However, since Mu Qingling said that Xie Miaotong's child could not be preserved, she naturally expected that Jun Haoqi and the others would not want to live a stable life this night.

At this time, Jun Haoqi and the others were indeed unable to settle down, and even the whole room was filled with anger. Last night, Mu Qingling refused to help Xie Miaotong, so Jun Haoqi had to let the secret guards around him go down the mountain and use their light skills to bring two doctors and two nannies up overnight.

However, before the two doctors were breathing, Jun Haoqi ordered him to protect the child in Xie Miaotong's belly no matter what. Both doctors had no time to complain, and they saw Xie Miaotong's condition in a blink of an eye. It would be fine if they didn't look at it, but they were also very excited when they saw it. Concubine Xie's child was obviously aborted. King Qi asked them to save the child in their belly. Isn't this their life?

The two doctors had to bite the bullet and tell the situation again, and made a special statement that if Concubine Xie had found a doctor earlier, the child in her belly might be saved.

"Prince."

Jun Haoqi sat on the chair beside him and kept emitting air conditioning outside. A handsome face stared at Mu Yinghan who was approaching and said coldly: "Mu Qingling is your third sister, why don't you let her treat her concubine? I know that you have long wished that Xie Miaotong's child will be gone, so you deliberately didn't speak, right?"

"Prince." Mu Yinghan couldn't help but widen her beautiful eyes and said with a little sadness: "Prince, how can you treat me like this? My relationship with my third sister is not very harmonious. I don't know. My third sister refused yesterday, and it would be useless even if I speak."

Although Mu Yinghan was very happy that Mu Qingling refused completely last night, it did not mean that she would thank Mu Qingling. Jun Haoqi was blamed for this moment. She only resented Mu Qingling for implicating her.

Jun Haoqi snorted coldly, not intending to listen to Mu Yinghan's lack of weight. He said coldly: "Mu Yinghan, don't think that there was an assassination yesterday. I really believe that Xie Miaotong's child loss has nothing to do with you. I will find out about this matter."

Mu Yinghan gritted her teeth with hatred in her heart. She didn't expect Jun Haoqi to believe her so much. Xie Miaotong's child was obviously not good at her own life, so why blame her?

At this time, the two doctors who had been working in the inner room for half a night walked out one after another, and followed by the nanny who went in to help. After all, Xie Miaotong had just had a miscarriage, and although the month was less than three months, the possibility of heavy bleeding could not be ruled out. Therefore, Xie Miaotong was really lucky.

"What's wrong with Concubine Xie?" Although Mu Yinghan felt hated, she would still do her superficial skills in front of outsiders.

"The concubine just gave birth to miscarriage and lacked blood and was frightened before that, so she was still sleepy. Caomin will prescribe a prescription for the concubine later, and after taking it, she will wake up about this afternoon." One of the doctors said hurriedly.

"I'm here to help the two doctors." Mu Yinghan nodded.

"The princess is so serious, this is what the grass-roots should do." The two doctors said hurriedly. Although they had been staying inside, they still heard some of the conversations just now. At this time, they wanted to get out early. As for the princess' kindness, it would be better to avoid it, because they really couldn't bear it.

After the two doctors said goodbye and left, the atmosphere in the room fell silent again. At some point, the two people who were originally interested in love were both tired of each other, or Jun Haoqi unilaterally disliked Mu Yinghan.

About noon, the three injured people in the room gradually showed signs of awakening. Mu Qingling had acupuncture on them, and left a new prescription, and planned to go back to the house with Jun Lingyi. As for the purpose of coming to Cheng'an Temple, Mu Qingling thought she might have known it.

"Mu Qingling." Mu Yinghan rushed into the room with a pale face, and his eyes shot towards Mu Qingling like a sharp sword.

After packing up, Mu Qingling stood up, turned her head in surprise and looked at the woman in front of her, raised her eyebrows and said, "The fourth sister has something to do."

"Mu Qingling, I'll ask you if you sent someone to kill Qingyue." Mu Yinghan said gritting her teeth.

Not long ago, the abbot of Cheng'an Temple suddenly found Mu Yinghan and said that a maid's body was found in the back mountain. It seemed that she was killed by someone else. When Mu Yinghan saw Qingyue's eyes dying with eyes closed, the first feeling was directly thought that someone was deliberately targeting her. Especially when the old monk said that Mu Qingling did not treat Qingyue, this feeling in Mu Yinghan's heart became even stronger.

"Qingyue is dead!" Mu Qingling was stunned when he heard Mu Yinghan's words. Qingyue's injury would not be fatal even if it was ignored. Mu Qingling still had confidence in her medical skills.

Mu Yinghan gritted her teeth, "Don't say you don't know."

Mu Qingling said lightly: "Sorry, I really don't have much interest in the life or death of a maid."

"Sister Four, do you really think that maid named Qingyue is really helping you. If you don't have the ability, you can ask Jun Haoqi to check the maid's true identity, and you may get unexpected answers." Mu Qingling spoke coldly.

"you……"

"Send Princess Qi out." Seeing Mu Yinghan pointing at her finger, Mu Qingling's expression gradually faded.

"Princess Qi, please." Qi Yue's figure appeared behind Mu Yinghan and said coldly.

"I haven't finished speaking yet... Mu Qingling, the abbot said that Qingyue was assassinated, and only those around you can do this. You now say that Qingyue's death has nothing to do with you, you think..."

"Since Princess Qi doesn't want to leave by herself, throw it out for me." Youliang's cold voice suddenly inserted, interrupting Mu Yinghan's chattering. At the same time, Mu Yinghan's face turned paler a little, and he looked stiffly at the white-clothed man who was walking towards Mu Qingling quickly, "Ning... Prince."

"Take it out." Jun Lingyi snorted coldly.

Qi Yue stepped forward silently, raised Mu Yinghan without hesitation, jumped in the yard, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, but soon a harsh scream came into his ears.

Mu Qingling's lips twitched slightly, and she glanced at the man standing in front of the wind, "The prince really doesn't know how to cherish the fragrance."

"It's just a mad dog. Why do you hear her say so much nonsense?" Jun Lingyi sneered, feeling a little distracted by the "sweet and pity" in Mu Qingling's mouth.

Mu Qingling shrugged, "Mu Yinghan can now sit firmly in the position of princess in Prince Qi's mansion, but she cannot do without Qingyue's help. Now that Qingyue is dead, she is naturally anxious than anyone else. Besides, she is not wrong. It seems that I am the one who has the most motivation and ability to finish Qingyue in Cheng'an Temple."

"So, should the prince say not? Why did you send someone to kill Qingyue?"

Jun Lingyi lowered his eyes and looked at the smiling woman, and said lightly: "Qingyue is the spy arranged by Meiji by Mu Yinghan."

Mu Qingling said in surprise: "Mei Ji! It is one of the four envoys of Li Ming Sect you mentioned. She arranged such a person to be with Mu Yinghan, what do you want to do." In fact, Mu Qingling has never understood Qingyue's purpose because she did not think that there was anything important to Mu Yinghan, or that she could achieve her own goal from Mu Yinghan.

Jun Lingyi suddenly reached out and hugged the woman in his arms. His nose sniffed the fragrance between her hair, and his voice was a little dull, "Qingling, fortunately you didn't get close to Qingyue yesterday to take her pulse, otherwise I would definitely make those people pay the price of learning." At the end of the day, Jun Lingyi's murderous intent in his tone was unconcealed.

Mu Qingling pushed the arms in front of her, raised her head and looked at the man whose murderous intent had not yet subsided, frowned and said, "Ling Yi, I don't know if there is anything."

Jun Lingyi pushed the hair on the woman's forehead to the side and whispered: "Qingling only knows that Meiji is one of the four envoys of Li Ming Sect, but she doesn't know that the Poison King is one of them. Yesterday, when Mo Xun intercepted Qingyue, he found the poison on her body."

A few hours were enough for Jun Lingyi to figure it out. Although Qingyue was serving Mu Yinghan, her ultimate goal was to get close to Mu Qingling and poison her. She simply failed this time, otherwise Jun Lingyi would regret her carelessness for life.

"Gu Poison." Mu Qingling first noticed these two words. Mu Qingling has been studying medicine since elementary school. The so-called medicine and poison are not separated, so her use of poison is not low, but she has only a slight understanding of Gu Poison. In her previous life, she most often obtained this knowledge from books. It was the first time that Mu Qingling heard these two words after being here for so long.

Jun Lingyi nodded, "The Poison King is good at poisoning, and what he is best at is the art of poisoning."

Mu Qingling said thoughtfully: "I want to see such a person after hearing what you said." The expectation on her face obviously did not take Jun Lingyi's worries to heart.

Seeing Mu Qingling so lacking in danger, Jun Lingyi's face turned black, held her shoulders, looked at her eyes, and said unhappily: "I don't allow you to have this kind of thought. Even if you encounter it in the future, you have to stay away. Or let Zhu Feng Qiyue and the others kill him as soon as possible." The reason why Jun Lingyi said this was because he had already learned from the Lord of Medicine Valley that the poison king was full of poison. If it touched it lightly, life would be worse than death, and if it was severe, it would be dead on the spot.

It was rare to see Jun Lingyi's worrying side, Mu Qingling felt a faint warmth in her heart. In order not to make him worry, she still agreed: "Okay, I will listen to you in everything, can I do it?"

"Not bad." Jun Lingyi nodded with satisfaction.

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