The divine doctor's concubine emptied the palace and went into exile

"Is there anything wrong?" County magistrate Zhang Zenian said in a young voice. After all, he heard from the prince that his wife was not very courageous, so he should not scare her again.

"Nothing, I just came to see if he's my second uncle." Her eyes passed over him and fell on He Ningan's body again.

Upon seeing this, County Magistrate Zhang hurriedly ordered people to cover the body, so as not to scare the prince's young wife, otherwise the prince would tear him apart: "There's nothing to see, it's basically confirmed to be He Ningan, his son fainted when he saw him." He pointed to the still unconscious He Jinghe next to him and said: "I've never seen such a useless person, who was scared like this by the body of his own father."

"Do you know how he died?"

Magistrate Zhang looked up and said in a deep voice, "He probably fell from the cliff. His body was obviously soaked in water. He probably fell on the rainy day." As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers came over with an old man, "Sir, the coroner is here."

"I am here to see the county magistrate."

"Let's go and have a look!" Magistrate Zhang waved his hand and had someone take him over. As the curtain was opened, He Ning'an's body was once again exposed to everyone.

Before Shang Ruoyi could even look at it, Magistrate Zhang stood in front of her and said, "Go back and wait for news!" He pointed at He Jinghe who had fainted on the ground and said, "Take this useless person with you as well!"

Shang Ruoyi had no choice but to agree when she saw this. The moment she turned around, the wound on the back of He Ning'an's head fell clearly into her eyes.

The old princess tightly grasped the handkerchief in her hand. Although she didn't like He Ning'an, she had never thought of letting him die. He had called her mother for so many years, and she had some feelings for him. Now that his body was placed in front of her, she couldn't help feeling sad.

The others didn't feel too sad, but they were a little scared when they saw the corpse, especially when He Ning'an opened his eyes, which was really scary.

Fortunately, Cong Fangzhi did not come, otherwise she would have been frightened and had a miscarriage.

Shang Ruoyi gave a wink, and followed the followers who came with her to step forward and carry the unconscious He Jinghe away.

"Grandma, please go back first! I'll wait here and tell you the first time I have any news." Shang Ruoyi said softly.

"Where's Jingheng?" Qin asked anxiously, "Why haven't I seen him?"

Shang Ruoyi shook her head. She had gone to the county town early in the morning and was brought here since she came back. She had no idea where He Jingheng had gone.

"Is Jingheng in trouble too?" Qin's voice was trembling a little.

"No." With He Jingheng's skills, who can touch him?

At this time, He Jingheng was in the room on the third floor of Tianxiangju.

"Sir, there is nothing I can do about your leg." An old man in white said in a low voice, sighing, "I can try to reconnect broken bones, but I can't help you with the lameness caused by broken tendons."

He Jingheng smiled, with an indifferent smile on his face: "It's okay, I came here today just to let you take a look, I didn't have any hope."

The old man squatted down and pinched the leg that was originally broken and then reconnected by Shang Ruoyi. He nodded continuously and said, "Excuse me, my lord, which miracle doctor healed this leg?"

He Jingheng raised his eyebrows: "How do you know this was done by a miracle doctor?"

"Your Highness's leg was broken twice in a row. Even I cannot guarantee that it can be restored to its original state, let alone in such a short time. It is absolutely impossible. Therefore, the one who can make Your Highness recover so quickly must be a miracle doctor."

He Jingheng knew that Shang Ruoyi's medical skills were good, but he didn't expect her to be so good.

At this time, the man in blue lying on the couch smiled and said, "I have never heard such a high evaluation from Divine Doctor Jiang. Jing Heng, you are really a hidden talent!"

"Prince, could you introduce this miracle doctor to me?" Miraculous Doctor Jiang said with a bow.

He Jingheng smiled and said, "Let me ask her if she is willing."

Hearing this, the man in blue looked at He Jingheng and said, "I didn't realize you would ask for other people's opinions." He asked slyly, "Could this miracle doctor be a woman?"

He Jingheng looked at him coldly: "Are you free?"

When the man in blue saw his expression, he knew that he had guessed right.

"Jingheng, I want to see that miracle doctor too."

He Jingheng waved his hand, and the water cup on the table suddenly flew towards the man in blue. The man in blue hurriedly took out his folding fan to block it and poured all the water in the cup onto his robe.

He said angrily: "He Jingheng! This is a new robe made for this young master, but it is made of cloud brocade worth a thousand gold coins per foot!"

He Jingheng sneered: "Choose one between your head and your clothes."

The man in blue smacked his lips. It didn't matter if his clothes were ruined! It was better than being beaten by this guy. Thinking of the times when he was beaten by He Jingheng and couldn't tell east from west, south from north, he had a headache.

When he was young, everyone said that He Jingheng was the best among the younger generation, but he just didn't believe it until he was pinned to the ground and beaten by him every time. He was completely convinced before the other party even had to exert any effort. Since then, he has been following He Jingheng.

"You have to compensate me for this robe! Three thousand taels, I don't want more."

He Jingheng looked at his robe and said, "How can I, an exiled prisoner, have money?"

The man in blue was so angry that he gnashed his teeth. You don't have any silver? Are you kidding me? Without silver, where did all the food and supplies for so many soldiers come from? Did it fall from the sky?

It is no exaggeration to say that the daily expenditure of the military camp is at least several thousand taels.

"That's right. You've fallen to the point where you have to rely on a woman for support. What does it mean that life is unpredictable?"

"Yeah, even if you don't follow me, at least you still have a woman to support you. Unlike you, you chase her and beg her but she won't even look at you." Mo Yuyan's words instantly ignited the anger that he had just suppressed.

"He Jingheng, I see that you are disabled, so I won't argue with you, otherwise..."

"What else?" He Jingheng smiled and said, "Xu Zimo, for so many years, you just can't beat him. Why are you trying to save face all day long?"

The man in blue was Xu Zimo, the legitimate son of Marquis Jian'an.

Just then, Yuntian walked in: "Sir, He Ning'an is dead."

He Jingheng's eyes were stern: "How did he die?"

"It's still unclear. The body was found at the foot of the northern cliff. The wounds on the body seemed to be caused by falling off the cliff. The coroner initially concluded that the person died from falling off the cliff."

He Jingheng frowned. How could He Ning'an fall off the cliff? What was he doing on the northern cliff?

Yuntian thought for a moment, then hesitantly said, "There is one more thing, the Crown Prince's Consort..."

"What's up with her?"

Yuntian thought for a moment and said, "The Crown Princess told Magistrate Zhang that the coroner's inference was wrong. He did not die from falling off the cliff, but was killed and thrown off the cliff."

Xu Zimo spurted out the tea he had just taken: "What?" He looked at He Jingheng in shock: "Jingheng, did you marry a coroner?"

He Jingheng curled his lips slightly: "Go home."