When Meng Jiayuan of the Northern Frontier was looking around for Meng Lin, Chang'an, Xinshou Palace, the side hall.

The smell of medicine permeates the inner hall, under the frowning gold luanfeng hibiscus tent that is silently pulled up by the sheep's fat jade ruyuhook, Mrs. Mo's hand powerlessly slides down from King Gao Mi's wrist.

Next to the eunuch doctor looked at the face of the king of Gao Mi, trembling went up and touched the pulse door, forehead is cold sweat rolling, ...