Jingyang was very excited, not knowing whether it was because he found a prescription for the treatment or because he was going to see Song Jiali. After thinking about this, Jingyang felt a little embarrassed and was worried about a man. This idea should not be what she should have when the Lord of Huiyang Hall had. She had only been with Song Jiali for dozens of days and would not be confused.

Jing Yang shook his head, thinking about his master, thinking about his elder brother, Song Jiali, let's put it back.

He sneaked into Song Jiali's mansion with ease. He didn't know where to look for him, so Jingyang had to go to the room where the patient was placed. There were some medicinal herbs that should be prepared with the prescription first.

That patient should be taken care of by Song Jiali himself? Only she and Song Jiali knew about this place. Song Jiali was quite good at taking care of people. The coma patient's condition did not worsen and his face was refreshing. It can be seen that Song Jiali took care of him very carefully.

Jingyang focused on picking up medicine and did not notice the sound of footsteps outside the door.

When Song Jiali pushed the door open, he saw Jing Yang lowered his head to weigh the medicinal materials. Because it was drizzling, the room was a little dim. Song Jiali pushed the door open and brought light. Jing Yang looked up and saw that Song Jiali was standing in the light and shadow, unable to see his face clearly, but this scene made people unable to take his eyes off.

"You, Jingyang, why are you here? It's daytime now, why are you here?" Song Jiali closed the door with his hands behind his back and walked quickly to Jingyang.

"I'm not a bat, I can only go out at night? Don't worry, I'm responsible." Jing Yang handed the earth dragon in his hand to Song Jiali, "I thought of a prescription for treating plague. This matter cannot be delayed, so I came to find you."

"Is this?" Song Jiali looked at the dry piece in his hand. Although he didn't recognize it, a trace of light flashed in his eyes. Jing Yang, she, indeed, had such ability. Thousands of words finally formed one sentence, "Thank you for your hard work."

Jing Yang smiled lowly. She knew that she was still dark in her eyes, but Song Jiali was not much better, but both of them were very happy.

"Do you have a way to boil medicine here? I have a medicine here. You find someone to use clean well water, plus the dried loess on the stove, boil three bowls of water into a bowl, and take it to the patient. I'm here to observe the effect of the medicine to see what else needs to be improved." Jing Yang looked up at the patient who was lying quietly, "This person is very ill. If he can get better, the people of Qingtang will be saved."

Song Jiali took the medicine and said, "Well, I have also written a letter to the court about the canal. After the funding is allocated, the people will be restored, so we can rebuild the canal."

Jing Yang smiled sly when he heard this, "In this way, Gu Zhujun became a successful figure."

"Why, Jingyang, do you want to consider marrying someone who has made great achievements?" Song Jiali twisted the dry earth dragon, and the loops of those sections were still very clear. He showed a strange touch under the rubbing of his fingertips. When he looked at Jingyang, the strange feeling spread to his heart.

"You and I met by chance. They were just strangers. Why did your highness make these jokes again and again?" Jing Yang sighed. The so-called messy thoughts were better. She and Song Jiali, a folk doctor, a royal son; a beautiful woman, a poor life, and a thousand years of harm; a serious woman, a smooth tongue...

"If you don't like to listen, I won't say it. Anyway, whether to say it or not, my heart is always the same." Song Jiali smiled, "You can wait a little bit here, I'll find someone to boil the medicine."

"Yeah." Jing Yang found a corner to sit down, silently snatched the herbs, and then added medicine.

Song Jiali turned around and went out. The light and shadow disappeared with the crack of the door. Jing Yang secretly looked up from the pile of herbs. She wondered, why can the figure alone in the crack of the door look so beautiful?

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Look at Gu Zhujun in the crack of the door, the more you look, the better you look!

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