Mo Jingchen didn't pay attention to Xiao Ye's expression begging for praise. His attention was always on the patient.

Mrs. Wang's eyes moved again when she heard the word 'my palace'.

Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, smelling, asking and understanding. Mo Jingchen guessed the crux of Mrs. Wang’s problem just by looking and smelling:

My husband died early, my son has no future, I have no hope, and I feel meaningless in life.

Qi stagnation and excessive worry.

Eventually, it wore down one's spirit and body.

Mo Jingchen spoke softly.

"Madam Wang, your son has made great progress.

He is now the Ninth Prince's personal guard.

The Ninth Prince thinks highly of him and, knowing that you were ill, he specially sent you medical treatment and medicine, and even visited you in person.

Your son's future achievements will surely surpass those of his father, a captain of a thousand men.

Your blessing is yet to come."

Madam Wang finally opened her eyes, and tried to gather as much light as possible in her weak and dim pupils.

"Sir, are you serious? My stupid son, is he looking for someone to trick me into being happy?"

Mo Jingchen said sincerely:

"really."

Mrs. Wang looked at the elegant and dignified gentleman in front of her, and was as gentle as jade. Naturally, she was willing to believe what he said.

His eyes couldn't help but burst into tears. He lifted the quilt and got down to the ground. He was about to kowtow to Mo Jingchen to thank him, but was stopped by holding up his arms.

"Mrs. Wang, please sit down and let me check your pulse."

Mo Jingchen put his hands on his wrists and concentrated on his pulse:

Mrs. Wang's pulse is as thin as silk, and her Qi and blood are deficient, which is caused by Qi stagnation and stagnation.

For such a weak body and bones, eating ginseng and deer antler, which are great tonics, will only make it more and more weak.

The fact that I can survive to this day is all due to my martial arts training when I was young and my good physical condition.

Mo Jingchen wrote a new prescription and said:

"Take the medicine according to the prescription and there will be no serious problem. Now, please Mrs. Wang, please undress and let me give you acupuncture to dredge your muscles and veins. You will be cured soon."

When Mrs. Wang heard this, her heart trembled, and she couldn't help but twitching the corners of her mouth.

"Sir, although I am old, I am still a woman, and there are differences between men and women ... "

Mo Jingchen said very calmly:

"Sickness does not warrant medical treatment. Doctors do not distinguish between men and women, only patients. The old lady does not need to care."

However, Mrs. Wang refused to say anything.

Mo Jingchen had no choice but to give in.

"I know the old lady from Baicao Hall. Although she has never been to a doctor, she does know a little about medicine. I will draw a map of the acupuncture points that need acupuncture. Can you ask her to acupuncture for you?"

This time, Mrs. Wang finally agreed,

"Thank you, sir."

Mo Jingchen went to the yard and saw from a distance that Wang Fei was as big as a tiger, but he was very flexible while moving around, and he used a red tassel spear to make a fuss.

The rapid speed of the gun is dizzying, and the attack position of the gun tip cannot be seen at all.

[Well, that fool does have some real abilities, he can be considered young and promising]

[Silly boy, you have a good eye]

[Could this be the sympathy between Wu Chi and Wu Chi? A Qilin genius like me can’t understand it]

How can anyone boast that he is a talented Qilin?

Xiao Ye couldn't suppress the smile on his lips, his peach blossom eyes sparkling with stars:

Mo Jingchen, you are so smart.

You are right to keep your mouth shut.

If you express your feelings freely like this, when I was a child, I could beat you to death eight times a day. Even if you were good-looking, I couldn't save you ...

On the way back, they happened to encounter a small team from the patrol battalion patrolling.

And by chance, I saw a well-dressed middle-aged man reporting a crime to the patrol camp!

This person is none other than the shopkeeper Ming of Mingji Silk Shop.

The case reported by shopkeeper Ming was a series of brutal flower-picking robberies!

Xiao Ye opened the curtain of the carriage and looked into the distance, grinning happily to the back of his ears, and said in an extremely excited tone:

"You can't find anything after wearing iron shoes. It takes no effort to get here! Wang Feihu, take people to my mansion!"

"yes!"

Wang Feihu, who was driving the carriage in front, suddenly jumped out of the car, his huge body shaking so hard that the ground shook, and he sprinted away.

Mo Jingchen looked at Xiao Ye's happy expression, his eyes full of tenderness:

[Xiaosi, just be happy~]

[With my protection, you will definitely be able to dominate the world and benefit all people]

When Xiao Ye heard Mo Jingchen's thoughts, he suddenly felt enlightened:

Could it be that he was responsible for such a coincidence?

There were clues that could not be found in all the government offices in the capital. He went to Baicaotang and solved it in just a cup of tea?

My dear, how capable you are.

Mo Jingchen, what is your hidden identity?

Mo Jingchen saw the original crime notice letter brought by shopkeeper Ming.

Those few lines of words were written as if they were pinched with feet.

Xiao Ye's bright peach blossom eyes flashed,

"Mo Jingchen, look at this rice paper. It's white and thin. Is it of high quality? It shouldn't be easy to buy, right?"

【Eh? Xiaosha is finally careful for once]

[It seems that he is really concerned about this matter]

[Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as people are willing to keep it like this]

Mo Jingchen nodded slightly,

"Well, this is top-grade rice paper from Nanpinzhai. It's expensive. Even in the homes of high-ranking officials, few people buy it."

Xiao Ye was very happy when he heard Mo Jingchen's inner approval of him and said cheerfully:

"Great! I will immediately send someone to find out all the people who bought this kind of rice paper this year, so that I can draw that person's face!"

This time, I can naturally use the important minister of humerus in my previous life, the Minister of Dali Temple, Fang Zhengyi!

At this moment, Fang Zhengyi is still a fledgling ninth-grade official, right?

Probably a secretary of Dali Temple.

Just as Xiao Ye's thoughts were swirling, Mo Jingchen's heartfelt voice poured into his ears again:

[Little silly, you still have some cleverness in you]

Hehe, he praised me!

Just when Xiao Ye was complacent, Mo Jingchen's heartfelt voice came again:

[Unfortunately, this flower-picking thief is a man with many faces, and his portrait is useless. He can perfectly impersonate anyone]

Xiao Ye looked at Mo Jingchen steadily, making sure that there was no gap between his lips.

Whispering in my heart:

what's the situation?

He knew the portrait was useless, but he didn't say anything to stop me. Why?

[I can’t hit Xiao Si, he finally became smart for once, let him go and do it]

[As long as my people are keeping an eye on me in Ming Mansion, everything will be fine]

[Just wait until I finish the matter and let him take the credit]

Xiao Ye felt half-hearted:

Thank you for your efforts in planning everything for me!

Since you look down on me so much, how can you safely leave Tianqi's kingdom to a fool like me?

To live my life again, I must prove to you that my path to becoming an emperor can be successful without sacrificing your life!

"Just do it, Mo Jingchen, I'm going out to do something!"

"Hmm~"

Mo Jingchen watched Xiao Ye stride away with a calm expression:

[Little Silly, it seems like he suddenly grew up after returning from autumn hunting]