The grass in the factory should be plucked

Yin Yi began to assign tasks: "Sixteen, you will follow Eleven and the others for the next few days."

"Eleven, Twelve, you two must take good care of Little Sixteen and don't take her to any indecent places!"

In the Yin Guard, from Yin 11 to Yin 15, they are all secret guards wearing masks, and now Jiang Li is one more.

Xie Changan felt that Jiang Li was too reckless, so he asked Yin Yi to arrange for other secret guards to take her with them first, so that she could learn how the secret guards performed their tasks.

Yin Shiyi and Yin Shier were both lively and outgoing knights of the world. They felt that Xiao Shiliu was very compatible with their temperament and were very happy to hear this: "Don't worry, Boss. We will definitely take good care of Xiao Shiliu!"

Jiang Li hurriedly bowed to them: "Thank you, brothers!"

"Okay, okay. Xiao Shiliu, did you bring the rat with you?" Yin Shiyi asked curiously.

Yin Jiu immediately raised his hand and hit Yin Shiyi on the head: "Shiyi, don't be disrespectful to the Rat Immortal!"

Yin Shiyi said, "Brother Jiu, you are too ungrateful. What's wrong with letting us take advantage of the Rat Immortal?"

Yin Twelve also said, "I can't always let you monopolize Xiao Shiliu and Rat Immortal."

It was because of that rat that Yinjiu was promoted to the sixth rank, which made them so envious.

Now it is finally their turn to team up with Xiao Shiliu, so they should at least get some benefit from it, right?

Jiang Li laughed so hard, as if she had returned to the Beast Taming Sect and was having the good times with her senior brothers and sisters.

"Stop messing around." Yin Yi took out a document from among several and handed it to Yin Shiyi, "Task target."

"Yes!"

Yin Shiyi took the document, opened it and took a look, only to see "Zhang Yu, Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Revenue" written on it.

He stuffed it into his arms calmly.

"Twelve, Little Sixteen, let's go!"

As night fell, three figures quickly passed over the wall and disappeared into the darkness.

The news that Xie Changan, who had never been interested in women, had actually taken in a female secret guard as his personal servant, quickly spread throughout the East Factory.

Even Liao Wuyong heard the news, and he just laughed it off.

A young man should be romantic when he is young. Chang'an is at the age when he is full of vigor and vitality. Isn't it normal for him to take a young girl into his room?

Back then, when he was young, he also had two palace maids serving him.

Chu Feixue was so sad that she went back to Ghost Doctor Valley on her own, intending to ask her father, Valley Master Chu, to intervene.

Shen Muchun breathed a sigh of relief, finally not having to deal with the aftermath of his willful junior sister.

During those two days, his junior sister made such a fuss that the East Factory could not function normally. Xie Changan sent him a message, asking him to keep a good eye on his junior sister!

Shen Muchun was obsessed with medicine. Once he entered the Imperial Medical Bureau, he was like a fish in water. He was so happy that he didn't want to leave. How could he have the time to care about his junior sister?

Here you can find the most complete prescriptions, the largest number of medical records, and the medical skills of the imperial physicians are also outstanding.

Although the level of Ghost Doctor Valley is also extremely high, most of them take unconventional approaches, while the Imperial Hospital is moderate and peaceful.

Now that he had the opportunity to combine the strengths of both factions, if he were not a commoner and could not spend the night in the palace, Shen Muchun would have wanted to stay in the Imperial Hospital forever.

But when the emperor summoned him to the palace and offered him a position in the Imperial Medical Service, he politely declined.

"My master has ordered that no disciple in the valley may serve as the imperial physician."

Shen Muchun was also helpless.

The Ghost Doctor Valley and the Imperial Medical Bureau have always been at odds with each other. Both represent the highest level of medicine in the Great Chu, but neither is willing to submit to the other, and they have been in a state of "kings not meeting each other" for a long time.

If he agrees to work in the Imperial Medical Service today, he will be expelled from the sect tomorrow!

So Shen Muchun asked the emperor to allow him to "further study" in the Imperial Hospital, and the emperor agreed.

On this day, he was in the pharmacy of the Imperial Hospital, carefully analyzing the formula of a "banned drug" from Cuixiang Pavilion, when the third prince Nangong Qinghe came to see him again.

"Brother Shen, do you have some free time?" Nangong Qinghe asked politely.

Shen Muchun liked the third prince very much. He never put on airs and was quite insightful about pharmacy.

He was not a professional and therefore not bound by conventions. He could often raise questions from different angles, which gave Shen Muchun sudden enlightenment.

"I am free, what can I do for you, Your Highness?"

Seeing that no one was around, Nangong Qinghe quietly took out Empress Zhang's medical records: "This is my mother's medical records, I copied it down privately."

Shen Muchun was shocked. The medical records of the Emperor and Empress were of course kept absolutely confidential. What was Nangong Qinghe trying to do by stealing them?

Nangong Qinghe frowned slightly: "My mother has been bedridden for a long time, and the doctors have tried their best to treat her, but there has been no improvement. I was anxious, so I secretly read the medical records."

Shen Muchun knew that he shouldn't look at it, but he was a medical enthusiast. The more difficult and complicated the disease was, the more interested he was. He couldn't help but glance at the medical records in his hand and immersed himself in them involuntarily.

"Your Majesty, you have a cold that has entered your body. You have been treated for a long time but it has not healed. Your Qi, blood and Yin fluid are insufficient, and your heart meridians are not nourished. There is nothing wrong with using this Fumai Decoction."

"It's a drop in the bucket."

Nangong Qinghe frowned. The prescription was obviously very effective, but Empress Zhang's body was like a funnel. No matter what good medicine she used, it couldn't plug the hole.

Shen Muchun also felt something was wrong. He scratched his head and said, "The emperor asked me to check the pulses of the ladies in the palace. I will then take a closer look at the pulse of the queen."

"Thank you very much, Brother Shen!" Nangong Qinghe bowed deeply.

Shen Muchun quickly supported him, not daring to accept his gift: "No, no, Your Highness is very filial, I will do my best."

"Brother Shen, please stop calling me Your Highness. You and I have similar interests and we hit it off right away. Why don't we become close friends? My courtesy name is Run'an. What about Brother Muchun?"

"Qinghe, Run'an, but is it from the line 'The sky is clear and gentle, the air is calm and peaceful' in Emperor Wen of Wei's "Huai Fu and Preface"?"

"That's right, Brother Muchun is really talented."

Shen Muchun praised: "Good calligraphy! It really complements His Highness."

The third prince is a modest gentleman, gentle as jade, and truly lives up to his name.

He bowed lightly and said, "My name is Shen Muchun, and my courtesy name is already known. I am a few years older than Runan, so I have the nerve to call you my dear brother."

"Zeng Xi said, 'In late spring, the spring clothes are ready.' Since they are ready, brother, I am honored to be here!"

Nangong Qinghe also bowed in greeting, and the two smiled at each other.

Nangong Qinghe was sixteen years old. Besides Jiang Li, it was the first time he made a friend with similar interests like Shen Muchun. He couldn't help feeling extremely happy.

At night, he returned to his bedroom, dismissed the palace maids, and began to write to Jiang Li to share his joy.

"Today I met a friend named Jicheng. We share similar interests and are like old acquaintances..."

At this moment, I heard the little tabby cat beside me meow excitedly and flew straight to the window.

Nangong Qinghe looked up and saw a masked man in black climbing in through the window, holding his little tabby cat in his arms!

Nangong Qinghe was so frightened that his face turned pale. Just as he was about to call out, he heard the man in black whisper, "Third Prince, it's me!"

The voice is so tender, it turns out to be a woman's!

The little tabby girl was extremely attached to the person in black. She would lie obediently in her arms and rub her hand with her little head from time to time.

Could it be...

Nangong Qinghe couldn't believe it and asked in a trembling voice: "Ari?"

The man in black chuckled and took off his mask, revealing his skin as white as snow, his eyebrows and eyes as picturesque, and a few shallow scars on his face. Who else could it be but Jiang Li?