my demon

When the sky was slightly bright, the Lich saw that Xiao Yan was still in a deep sleep, so he floated out of the window and walked around the palace. Thanks to the master, he was now able to leave the soul box a little distance away. If it is planned properly, it should be able to return to its previous appearance soon.

A lich can't die, it only needs the soul box to be hidden in an absolutely safe and safe place, no matter how the soul body is destroyed or attacked, it can be resurrected again with the help of the soul box.

Now that the soul box is worn by the owner of this side of the world, it is still safe, although the luck of the owner is really a little thin.

He concealed himself and became a faint spiritual fire. Under the cover of the deep morning night, he walked around the palace city. In this palace city, most of the tens of thousands of people are slaves, serving the "Son of Heaven" and the "Queen Dowager". , most of the rest are performing their own duties. In different cramped and dark rooms, some are asleep, some are patrolling around, some are standing on duty, and some are already up and working hard, lighting a fire to cook, Feed the animals, clean the palace, step on the loom, and embroider before the huge cloth.

Going further to the front hall, there are countless men in purple robes and red robes lined up in front of the palace, as if they are discussing politics. In the hall, there are powerful middle-aged men wearing luxurious apricot yellow embroidered robes, sitting on the side seats , Listening to the report, I gave some instructions from time to time. Some of the purple-robed and red-robed men below were old, but they still bowed respectfully and retreated. When they stepped forward to report and retreated, they would go to the throne in the center first. I went up to worship, but there was no one on the golden and wide throne in the center.

Thinking about it, that should be Xiao Yan's position, but he is "ill".

The Lich turned around again, and went forward, only to find that there were lively neighborhoods ahead, but he could not go further, and it seemed that he needed more strength.

Lich turned back and headed for Ziwei Palace, passing by a square courtyard, smelled a familiar smell, it was the smell of medicine that Xiao Yan had drunk before, the spirit fire turned around and floated in, like a little lost firefly , the doctor who was boiling medicine under the corridor in the courtyard was in a daze, only feeling dazzled, how could there be fireflies in winter?Presumably Mars Flying Up made a mistake.

The fireflies penetrated the window lattice and flew into the beams.

Inside, two imperial physicians in green robes were talking.

One of them was Jiang Mushu, the old imperial doctor who had taken Xiao Yan's pulse before, and he said slowly: "You don't need to come on duty next month, I have arranged for you to give lectures at the Imperial Medical Office."

The young imperial physician on the opposite side raised his head. He had handsome features, but there was some sarcasm on his usually peaceful face: "Father doesn't want me to see His Majesty. I think His Majesty's weak disease is so clear and quiet." Yang Sheng came out hungry."

Jiang Mushu breathed out a long breath, and said meaningfully: "The disease of insufficiency, take care of it slowly, cherish blessings and keep in good health, and you can live a long life. If you have a lot of fish and meat, your blessings will not last forever."

Doctor Xiaojiang snorted softly, and Jiang Mu wrote: "At the beginning, Shang Gong, who was beside the Empress Dowager, studied medicine diligently and asked me for medical advice. I heard that Guan Mutong and other medicines, if taken for a long time, will linger on the sick bed and cannot be a director..."

Physician Xiaojiang suddenly changed his face, Jiang Mushu stroked his beard, and said calmly: "At that time, I said, not only would it be lingering on the sick bed, but it would also hinder the heirs. Shang Gong was thoughtful and seemed regretful. He thanked him and left."

Doctor Xiao Jiang's eyelashes trembled slightly, his face was ugly, Jiang Mushu sighed silently: "Originally, the imperial hospital had six doctors on duty for the emperor, divided into three shifts, and took turns to see the doctor. However, since the emperor ascended the throne, the doctors have left one after another. , Some people are getting old, some are on sick leave, some are being questioned, and up to now, I am the only one left to see the emperor."

"You go to the Imperial Medical Office and spend a few years to understand everything I teach you, compile a book of medical techniques, a set of pharmacopoeia, and a book of acupuncture, and in a few years..."

Physician Xiao Jiang mocked: "In a few years, the emperor will grow up too, and it's time to marry a wife, but this holy man is always restless and lingering... At that time, there will be another little prince who is born with deficiencies, and at that time... "

Jiang Mushu calmly stopped him and said, "After the book is finished, you can go out to practice medicine."

Doctor Xiao Jiang was stunned, and Jiang Mu wrote: "I don't want to be a doctor, but I want to have no faults. If you can't get used to the life of a court doctor, you should go to the countryside earlier."

"Our Jiang family has practiced medicine for twelve generations. Although the family of imperial physicians today does not have to rely on this brand passed down from our ancestors for generations. If you can't adapt, you should plan ahead. "

Doctor Xiao Jiang was silent for a while, without saying anything, packed his medical bag, got up and walked out.

Jiang Mushu sighed deeply: "Too young..."

Fluorescent turned around and went outside, the sky was already bright outside, and the fireflies were not eye-catching at all, so he turned around and returned to Ziwei Palace.

Sure enough, there were crowds of people outside Ziwei Palace, the inner eunuchs came and went, and the palace people stood outside the palace with copper plates, towels and other items, not daring to breathe.

When he returned to the dormitory, he saw Xiao Yan sitting on the edge of the bed with a sullen face, and a servant kneeling on the ground, teacups rolled on the carpet, the dark red carpet was wet with tea and tea.

Did someone drop the teacup?He was a little surprised, this young man is rarely angry, but now he has such a sullen face, who made him angry?It doesn't look like Xiao Yan will be angry because of such a trivial matter?He floated in and floated beside Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan only felt a chill on his side, and suddenly turned his head to look at the window, his face was still full of shock and melancholy, but there was a trace of hope in his eyes.

The Lich was puzzled, but there were people in the temple who couldn't show up, so he just returned to the soul box, and then sent a message to him: "Are you awake? Are you still not feeling well?"

Xiao Yan stretched out his hand to hold down the soul box, and the huge surprise of finding it again came to his heart: "Jiu Yao? Where have you been?"

The Lich said: "Seeing that you are asleep, I went out to check the situation outside."

Xiao Yan's brows were loosened, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, overflowing with joy, he waved his hands and ordered the servants: "Go down, I'm not feeling well, please be quiet for a while."

The servants in the palace immediately withdrew.

Seeing that no one was there, the Lich appeared, with blond hair and golden eyes in the purple-gray phantom, and his skin was as pale as the faint moonlight. His facial features were no longer blurred and hidden behind the light, but became much clearer. With deep eyebrows and a high bridge of nose, she looks like the darling of the kingdom of God, not like anyone in this world.Xiao Yan could almost see his well-defined golden eyelashes, and was slightly startled in his heart, and asked, "Can you show up? You spent so much yesterday...Meet the national teacher again..."

The Lich turned his head and suddenly understood: "National teacher? Are you worried that I was driven away by your national teacher's exorcism?" That's why you are so angry?Did you think you were gone?

Xiao Yan's face was a bit embarrassed, the lich saw the young man's ears turn red slightly, but his voice was still calm: "I heard that the national teacher left after reading the scriptures on exorcising evil... I'm a little worried." Weak, he cast a spell yesterday to save Qi Yuan, so his soul and body are not stable.

When he woke up, he found that the soul box was silent, and the servants were busy adoring the queen mother, telling all the miraculous things about exorcising evil spirits and chanting scriptures performed by the national teacher last night. Lost temper.

fortunately……

But he still looked at the lich with great concern.The Lich was staring at him, but it seemed that there was nothing in his eyes. His golden eyes were like crystals of golden hair, with countless golden threads forming a vortex inside. After a while, he would feel a little dizzy, as if the whole soul would be attracted by it.

The lich seemed to understand his concerned eyes, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "It's nothing, but your national teacher does have some skills." Sure enough, no matter what the world, the power of faith brought by religion is always somewhat utility.

He briefly talked about what he had seen and heard last night, and Xiao Yan was a little unimaginable: "After the national teacher recites the scriptures, there will be a golden light on my body? Will it be good for your soul repair?"

The Lich nodded: "You are the owner of this world, the stronger your luck, the stronger the world will give you back, and at the same time you will be able to protect, support, and bless all things in this world, People, I got a little golden light from you yesterday, so it is much easier for me to show up, and I can also be a certain distance away from the soul box, so I can leave you to go outside in the early morning."

Xiao Yan's dark eyes seemed to be lit up, and he was full of energy: "That is to say, it is good for you if I carry your soul box with me all the time?"

The Lich said: "Not enough, the luck in your body has been divided by others, it is too weak."

Xiao Yan's eyes dimmed again, but his face still forced a smile: "That is to say, the stronger the luck of the emperor in me, the faster you will recover. There is always a direction... I will work hard."

The Lich nodded slightly, Xiao Yan was dazzled by his golden eyes, and his mind shook slightly, but saw the shadow fade away, the Lich had disappeared and returned to the soul box, but the voice rang in his ears: "I will assist you. "

The voice was still as cold as ice and snow, but Xiao Yan couldn't help holding the soul box on his chest. His flustered heart suddenly calmed down, and he whispered: "Thank you."

A servant has already reported outside: "Your Majesty, old doctor Jiang has come to ask for pulse."

Xiao Yan raised his head slightly: "Biography."

Raising his head, he seemed to have returned to the calm, well-behaved, dignified and graceful young emperor from before. The servants were all relieved, and they all thought that the emperor's sudden outburst of rage was probably the emperor's body. discomfort.

The old doctor Jiang asked for a pulse and checked his tongue, and prescribed some Qi-nourishing medicines. It was no surprise that they were vegetarian and light meals for health preservation. Then the servants came again to convey the Queen Mother's order. Your Majesty is not feeling well. Please rest. For a few days, there is no need to go to the upper study to listen to the lectures of the great scholars.

This meant that Xiao Yan could spend a few days alone with his lich again. Thinking of this, Xiao Yan felt much better again, got up and walked to his study in Ziwei Palace.

It was snowing outside the garden, revealing a bit of clear sky, and the light sunlight fell on the snow, revealing a light pink color, spring is coming soon.