Chen Nanyu didn't know the strange deeds that happened to the young sect king in front of him, and he was cautious all the way. In addition, the palace servants were silent, so he didn't know the causes and consequences.

In the room used as a burial hall, some of the three-colored artifacts were already cleaned up by the palace maids, and some furniture was brought from other houses. Although the layout was still simple, it was basically impossible to see what it was used for before.

Although Chen Nanyu was the doctor of the Imperial Medical Department, the head of the Imperial Medical Department, was to teach medical skills and train medical students, his diagnosis and medical skills were not abandoned. After taking the pulse and looking at the diagnosis, he made a series of diagnosis.

Li Tong was also very concerned about his physical condition and listened carefully, but Chen Nanyu's words were full of classics and professional terms. He had previously had some understanding of some personnel and affairs during this period due to work needs, but if he could have accessibility academic exchanges with a native doctor of medical care, it would be impossible.

Fortunately, there was another Shangguan Wan'er next to him who was also very concerned about Li Tong's health. During Shen Nan's diagnosis, he kept asking questions. During the Q&A, Li Tong could barely understand. In short, there was nothing major problem with his body, and it was nothing but a stagnation of qi and caused him to become weak and hypertrophy. He might have suffered from a bad disease of tigers and wolves, but he was also a blessing in disguise. After he survived, he only needed to warm and nourish the body and recuperate carefully, and there were no major problems.

Although there is no major illness and hidden sect, Li Tong is still a little angry when he heard Chen Nanyu say that he is weak. If he is weak, can you be weak?

But Li Tong naturally would not say these words. Now he felt hot and was much more interested in Chen Nanyu in front of him than Shangguan Wan'er on the side table.

There is no way. The doctor Chen in front of him will be his grandfather in the future. There are only the pillow winds in the world that are the most difficult to resist. In the future, he will make a living in the Wuzhou Dynasty. No matter how you have a good relationship with the grandfather in front of you, it will be no loss.

However, Li Tong was obviously not in a state yet and could not control the standard of praising people. In addition, since Chen Nanyu had already reached the position of a doctor of medical school, he naturally had many nobles when dealing with him. Although he still didn't know the life experience of the prince in front of him, he knew that he was not favored by the noble family just by looking at the living environment. Some praises were also innovating, and his smile on his face was reserved and modest.

After confirming Li Tong's physical condition, the female historians in the room also copied the diagnosis and judgment of Chen Nanyu and handed it over to Shen Nanyu to sign, and his task was completed.

He didn't want to stay in the gloomy environment in front of him for too long. He stood up and asked to leave. He walked out of the courtyard under the guidance of the palace maid. However, after walking far away, he turned around and saw the King of Yong'an still standing behind and waving goodbye. Chen Nanyu felt that the humility and courtesy of this sect king was rare, and left a deep impression in his heart.

Shangguan Wan'er sat on the newly laid dragon beard mat in the room. Compared with the doctors of Chen Nanyu and the two bureaus, although there were differences between them, there were no major conflicts. Even when Chen Nanyu was diagnosed at the moment, he could clearly diagnose the previous illness of King Yong'an. It can be seen that his medical skills are also very superb, and he is worthy of being a doctor of the Imperial Medical Department.

However, when he saw the young man dragging his sick body to see him off, Shangguan Wan'er felt sad and walked to the corridor and said, "As a doctor, the king is worthy of his body, so he can give him a greeting, so why should he hold a too much tribute?"

When Li Tong heard this, he was a little surprised and turned his head to look at Shangguan Wan'er, so he had the energy to carefully examine this woman who was famous and famous in the future and was also known as legendary.

Although Wu Zetian was very powerful and not as cruel as a woman, he had to admit that his aesthetic view was also outstanding. He was obviously very picky about the appearance of the female officials around him. Shangguan Wan'er's appearance was really beautiful, but she was not the kind of charming and beautiful and intellectual. If you want to find a plain and appropriate adjective, it would be clean.

It's really clean. Although Li Tong came to this world shortly after he opened his eyes, he was in the forbidden area. He fully appreciated the exaggeration of the Tang people's makeup. Especially the few female officials who had makeup on were really not as good as their faces, but only thought they were shaved.

Shangguan Wan'er is not a plain face facing the sky, her pink and white face is lightly applied, and her smooth forehead is a trivial flaw, but it also reflects the flower ornaments between her eyebrows. Her eyes are clearly black and white, her nose is thin and straight, and her red lips and white teeth are just right.

Beautiful is beautiful. Li Tong really dares not take any frivolous attitude towards this woman who is very thoughtful and can always accompany the Queen of Martial Arts. What's more, according to some irresponsible unscrupulous historical narratives, the woman in front of him seems to have a vague and ethereal rumored relationship with the late Prince Li Xian. Whether true or not, it is enough to make Li Tong abandon some of the miscellaneous thoughts and reverie in his heart.

Shangguan Wan'er did not avoid Li Tong's gaze. She was actually looking at the boy. At present, the boy was still in the previous costume. Compared with the slightly solemn Jindeguan, the beautiful cherry folds were much more complex than the usual clothes. The solemnity brought by the crown and clothes was diluted by the thin body. Overall, it seemed a bit inappropriate.

But when the boy stood in the courtyard and looked up at him, Shangguan Wan'er couldn't help but beat her heart a few times, because the boy's outfit in the courtyard looked from the side, which looked so much like the old prince Li Xian.

But there is still a significant gap between father and son, so Prince Li Xian is energetic and energetic. The palace ladies privately discuss that among the Empress Dowager's sons, Li Xian is the most like the Empress Dowager in terms of personality or expression. Of course, few people dare to talk about such topics many years ago.

The King of Yong'an looks like his father, but more of it is just akin to his appearance. Of course, it is also because of the torture of illness and confinement that the prince looks particularly delicate and pitiful, lonely, and unbearable to harm him.

"Even if you are just born in an ordinary family of clothes and clothes, such a respectful and pitiful young man may be a treasure on his parents' lap. How can you bear to work hard in the world?"

Shangguan Wan'er suddenly sighed in her heart, and a trace of sympathy for the young turned into sadness for her own destiny. The suffering in the world is not chosen by others. She is no longer calm and can give it to others.

Li Tong didn't know that Shangguan Wan'er's thoughts were changing, but the fleeting sadness between Yiren's eyebrows and eyes still fell into his eyes. He turned his mind and lowered his head and said, "I have been in the forbidden for a long time and have no education. I know how to hold etiquette or not. I just don't see foreign guests all year round and I can't let go."

Although the boy's tone was not much sad, he heard it in the ears of sentimental women, and his thoughts were long and his thoughts were long.

These sentimental feelings are not enough to prompt people to make any substantial goodwill, but at least in the eyes of these female officials in the palace, they will feel that this is just a weak, helpless and harmless young man. It is pitiful and not pitiful, Li Tong doesn't care, but if people can think that he is harmless and less alert, this is a front-line progress.

"A monster suddenly arose, and I am also worried. Shangguan Cairen came to the humble place again, and he should have doubts to ask. I can only tell you everything and dare not be arrogant."

Returning back to the room again, facing Shangguan Wan'er and several female historians, Li Tong sat cross-legged. He had just been alone, and he had tried sitting with his knees bent and soon felt his legs were paralyzed. Before, even Chen Nanyu said that he was very weak, and now he was meaningless and forced himself even more.

He was slow in both movements and tone, just worried that he would not integrate enough and reveal any inappropriate feet.

Shangguan Wan'er had prepared a few questions, but she couldn't ask them at this moment. After pondering for a while, she said, "I have rarely seen such strange things, so I don't know where to ask them. What the king said before, has passed the four seasons between day and night. I wonder if I can explain it in detail?"

Li Tong looked at Shangguan Wan'er, who was curious, and then looked at the female history who was preparing to record with pens on both sides. His face became sad again: "I, I saw Aye...the deceased father..."

As soon as this said, it suddenly sounded like spring thunder. Shangguan Wan'er and others on the other side suddenly changed their expressions. Shangguan Wan'er had already left the table, as if she was about to pull her feet away.

Seeing the beauty so panicked, Li Tong felt a sense of evil spirits. When he first saw this woman, he looked calm and orderly, which inevitably made Li Tong, who was worried and unable to enter the state for a long time, was frustrated in his heart. However, now his words made the other party so disobedient, which made Li Tong feel a sense of depressed pleasure.

"May be in a dream or imagine, the voice and appearance of the dead father are like in front of him, holding my hand and running in the underworld, teaching me scriptures, poetry, and ethics..."

Li Tong wanted to fabricate such a non-existent Huangquan Tour, which was to provide an explanation for the sudden change in habits that were later discovered by those who were familiar with each other. Of course, it was more important to lead to his next statement: "At that time, the light and shadow were confused, and I didn't know whether it was illusion or reality. But the grandfather's voice was as serious as before, which made me dare not lose my mind and forget my teachings..."

Shangguan Wan'er had already left the seat and really didn't dare to continue listening, but the boy's tone was desolate and sad, but what he said was so absurd, making people curious and couldn't help but continue listening. Especially when he heard the boy talking about the voice of his deceased father, Shangguan Wan'er couldn't help but ask: "Is what the king said true? Write it down, write it down, and don't omit it a word!"

The latter sentence was an order to several female history around her. Shangguan Wan'er struggled in her thoughts, but she decided to stay and find out. She was the queen mother. As long as she could guarantee the truth, she would not dare to listen to and see what she dared not to read!

"After waking up, I also thought carefully. If my grandfather hadn't had the true voice, I wouldn't be confident that I could experience this mystery!"

Li Tong raised his hand to cover his face, as if he was memorial, but he was worried that his expression would reveal untrustworthy details would be seen through by Shangguan Wan'er. His tone slowed down and he tried to organize his language: "Grandpa taught me a lot, and it was trivial in it, and I don't know how to start from scratch. After experiencing the cold and heat, Grandpa said goodbye to me. The Holy Master Wheel King came to the world with mercy and commanded the human world. I have the blessing of blood inheritance. I should not die at this time. I told me to turn around quickly and not look back. I will walk 60,000 steps southward to see the sun and return to the world..."

Perhaps he felt that the fabrication was becoming more and more bizarre, and Li Tong's voice became weaker the more he spoke. Several female historians even pointed their heads to him before quickly copying what he said.

"I asked my grandfather how to win the trust of others. My grandfather taught me "Ciwu Poetry" and just waited for people to ask questions and recite them."

Finally, he pulled the topic to the rhythm of the copying he had prepared carefully. Li Tong felt relieved, and then he put down his face and his hands to chant with a solemn expression: "Ciwu lost his mother, and he spoke solemnly. He did not fly away day and night, and stayed at the old forest for many years. He cried every night, and the one who heard it was touching his collar. As if he told him, he had not fully returned to his heart. There was no mother, but he was deeply sad. It should be that the mother was kind and made me sad without taking responsibility. Ciwu still knew about it, and people were ashamed to lose their relatives. They were stubborn and stupid, and they would lose their self-cultivation over time. They worked hard to solve the problem of cold and heat, and they were tragic and kind mother. They were chasing them in the wild, and this heart was not as good as a bird. Yin and Yang cut off life and death, and it was hard to return. I sent me a lot of sad tears, please entrust Zeng Shen..."
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