"Ha ha ha ha……"
"Doctor Lu is really a man of gentle temperament!"
"I like it...I like it very much!"
Lu Qianxue took out the silk handkerchief and gently wiped the remaining liquid on her mouth.
"Your Highness, as you can see, this is indeed a good tonic for the body."
"Even a disease-free person like Wei Chen can still take it normally."
Song Liang curled his lips with a pretentious expression: "Physician Lu, what you said is totally out of context."
"I just asked you to help me try the medicine, but I didn't mean to doubt you at all!"
"Don't get me wrong!"
The corners of Lu Qianxue's mouth twitched.
There is no doubt, so why do you want me to test the medicine for you?
Fortunately, he had been careful in advance. Lu Qianxue didn't add any other ingredients to today's soup, it was just a bowl of pure tonic.
It seems that the previous stereotype of the third prince is not bad at all. This person is indeed glib and extremely cunning!
Peisheng once again brought a bowl of soup and medicine. This time, Song Liang took it without hesitation and drank it in one gulp.
"Tsk tsk..."
As soon as the decoction entered his stomach, Song Liang's eyes widened in surprise.
"I usually feel cold, but no matter how much hot soup I pour, it doesn't help."
"But after taking today's decoction, my body felt warm immediately!"
"Even a little sweaty!"
"Physician Lu is truly a miracle doctor!"
There was no expression on Lu Qianxue's face, but she nodded slightly: "Since His Highness is not feeling unwell, I will leave first."
"Okay, okay," Song Liang waved with a smile, "Mr. Lu, please go and do your work first."
"By the way, Doctor Lu, don't forget to continue brewing medicine for me at this time tomorrow."
"By the way, test the medicine!"
Hearing this, Lu Qianxue frowned again.
I thought I was just trying the medicine once today, but the other party asked me to test the medicine every day!
If this is the case, mushrooms can no longer be added to the tonic.
We have to think of another way!
Lu Qianxue remained calm on the surface, bowed slightly to Song Liang, and then left the palace carrying the medicine box.
After Lu Qianxue left, Song Liang's physical strength increased greatly, and his mood also improved a lot.
"Haha, so what if he is a close confidant of the fourth child?"
"Why don't you come and test the medicine for me!"
"This fourth child keeps threatening me?"
"What a joke!"
Peisheng stood by with a smile on his face and repeatedly echoed: "Your Highness is wise!"
"Let Dr. Lu diagnose and treat you, but the Holy Lord himself prescribes the treatment."
"What can Prince Rong do besides say harsh words?"
"Your Highness, your approach is absolutely flawless and flawless!"
After listening to Peisheng's compliments, Song Liang's mood became lighter and lighter.
"By the way, send someone to the Vice Minister's Mansion to inform Sun Shutong to meet at Huixian Yage."
"Didn't he say last time that he had arranged for someone to go to Prince Rong's residence to do something?"
"Why has there been no movement for so long!"
"Yes!" Peisheng accepted the order, turned around and left the dormitory.
An hour later.
Inside Huixian Accord.
"Your Highness, Master Sun..."
"My lord, he has been plagued by nightmares for the past two days and can't even get out of bed!"
"My lord said that when he gets better in a few days, he will personally apologize to you..."
Song Liang had been waiting here for a while, and he was already very angry.
Hearing from Sun Shutong's servant that he was ill and unable to keep the appointment, Song Liang became even more angry.
"presumptuous!"
"This Sun Shutong is getting bolder and bolder now!"
"Why, I sent people to invite him, but they couldn't invite him?"
"Go and tell him that if he doesn't come today, you won't have to ask to see me again in the future!"
Facing the angry Song Liang, the slave was so frightened that he trembled and ran back to recover.
After another moment, the door to the box was pushed open again.
"Wei Chen Sun Shutong..."
"Greetings to Your Highness!"
Song Liang looked over with a cold look: "Master Sun is so powerful!"
“I don’t know how many times I have to send people to invite you next time before I can invite Master Sun to this big Buddha!”
However, the moment Song Liang saw Sun Shutong, his eyes immediately widened in disbelief!
After not seeing each other for just two days, Sun Shutong, who used to be so radiant and energetic, seemed to be a completely different person.
His face was as pale as a sheet of paper, without any blood.
His lips were black and his eyes were blue.
The dense red bloodshot eyes made him look like a ghost!
It is no exaggeration to say that Sun Shutong looked as miserable as if his essence had been sucked dry by a female ghost.
However, after being scolded by Song Liang, Sun Shutong finally regained some energy as if he had returned to the world from hell.
"Your Highness... Your Highness, please calm down!"
"It's not that Wei Chen doesn't want to come, it's just Wei Chen's appearance..."
"Lest I disturb His Highness!"
Seeing Sun Shutong's miserable state, Song Liang couldn't bear to lose his temper.
"Master Sun, what are you..."
Sun Shutong was miserable: "Your Highness does not know something..."
"Two days in a row, two days!"
"There has been a ghost in Weichen's house for two whole days!"
"And the weirdest thing is that, except for Wei Chen, no one else in the house has seen a ghost!"
"Your Highness, Wei Chen really can't stand it anymore..."
Seeing that Sun Shutong said he had a nose and eyes, Song Liang frowned in disgust.
"Haunted?"
"How can it be!"
"Master Sun, I'm afraid he's been a little too nervous recently, and maybe he's seeing something wrong!"
Sun Shutong shook his head like a rattle: "Your Highness, it's absolutely true!"
"Weichen will never get it wrong!"
"That female ghost appears every night at midnight, even more punctual than the night watch..."
"She was dressed in red, her orifices were bleeding, and her eyes were empty..."
"The most important thing is that there is also a deep mark on her neck..."
Recalling the terrifying appearance of the female ghost, Sun Shutong couldn't help but shudder.
"Your Highness, the death state of this female ghost is exactly the same as Yueling's!"
"It is said that every wrongdoer has his own debtor. Do you think Yue Ling will come to Wei Chen's house to demand her life?"
Song Liang was a little confused: "Who is Yueling?"
Sun Shutong glanced around a few times, as if he was worried that the female ghost would appear out of thin air again.
"Your Highness, you don't remember?"
"A few days ago, you ordered your ministers to make Prince Rong's reputation fall to the bottom no matter what means you use!"
"Yueling, that's the name of that woman..."
Having said this, Sun Shutong moved slightly closer to Song Liang, lowered his voice and said: "Every wrongdoer has his own debtor, your highness, please say..."
"Could it be that Yueling came to Wei Chen's residence to demand her life..."
Song Liang's eyelids twitched, and then he stretched out his palm and slapped it hard on the table.
"presumptuous!"
"Sun Shutong, I see that you are really frightened out of your mind!"
"When did I ask you to do these things?"
"It's obviously your own fault, why should you blame it on me?"
Song Liang's whole body was trembling slightly. He didn't know whether it was because he was angry with Sun Shutong, or because he just hit the table so hard that his whole right arm was numb.
