Chapter 1603 Prescription

"Mr. Yang, as you expected, Zhou Qingya really shirked everything to her maid. If Mr. Fan and I hadn't come out in time in the torture hall today, the maid would probably have been beaten to death."

Wei Xiong couldn't understand what Mr. Fan and Yang Chen were communicating. They could only wait until they finished their words before reporting to Yang Chen.

"She is really in a hurry to dig her own grave."

Hearing Wei Xiong's words, Yang Chen's lips sneered in a sneer, and then he said with some gloating pleasure.

"I thought I was a smart person, but now I feel that I am just a person who relies on the power behind me to do whatever I want."

"Mr. Fan has asked Gu Feng to deal with the maid's injuries, and asked him to tell him if the maid wakes up, can Zhou Qingya's guilt be exposed?"

"Foreign Affairs Pavilion, what's going on over there?"

Hearing that Wei Xiong told everything about it, Yang Chen couldn't help but outline the corner of his mouth, quickly turned down, as if he had thought of something, and quickly asked Wei Xiong.

"Foreign Affairs Pavilion, I have done as you told me. There is no movement there for the time being, but I have asked other brothers to monitor it. If there is any disturbance, we will definitely know first."

Wei Xiong made a very safe arrangement for this matter. Yang Chen was a little surprised when he heard it. In desperation, he could only reach out and pat his shoulder.

"I would like to thank you for this incident. I wasn't you going to the Foreign Affairs Pavilion for me. I'm afraid that everything will not develop as I expected now."

Listening to Yang Chen's apology to him, Wei Xiong was rarely proud, looking at Yang Chen with small eyes stinging. A middle-aged uncle looked at him with a grievance and made Yang Chen unable to stop having goose bumps.

"Young Master Yang, it's easy for me to say thank you. How about you give me a few of the Moli medicines you gave me before?"

Wei Xiong did not forget that he took this thing to the Foreign Affairs Pavilion. Not only did he pull back the seriously injured Mo Li from the Life and Death Pass, but he also restored him to his original state. Although he lost his cultivation, he had at least one life.

This morning, when I heard that someone else brought from the Foreign Affairs Pavilion about Mo Li's physical condition, Wei Xiong kept thinking about it. He must have a few good things like this in case of emergencies and may be used when they can be used.

Fan Jin, who was standing aside, was confused when he heard it. He only knew that Fan Jin had gone to the Foreign Affairs Pavilion and didn't know what he had done. Now that he suddenly mentioned it like this, he was a little confused.

"You are pretty good at planning!"

Hearing Wei Xiong's request, Yang Chen burst into laughter. After a long time of work, Wei Xiong was thinking about his own thing and could only pat Wei Xiong on the shoulder helplessly.

"That's natural. You have to think more about it when you are with Mr. Yang, or you will have to count the money for you if you sell it."

Wei Xiong looked at the expression on Yang Chen's face at this moment and said jokingly. He saw that he took out a small bottle from his belt. He had already taken the one he had before and looked exactly the same. Without any hesitation, Yang Chen threw it directly into his hand.

"Don't worry, I don't know. You can only eat one piece of the food here at a time, and only under special circumstances. There are five pieces in total. Be careful yourself."

Wei Xiong took the small bottle thrown from Chao himself and put it in his arms like a rare treasure.

Fan Jin on the other side looked at the situation in front of him and shook his head helplessly, but his heart was also full of curiosity. What exactly was Yang Chen giving Wei Xiong?

"Mr. Fan, please trouble you. If it weren't for your cooperation in this drama last night and today, it would be difficult for us to succeed."

After sending Wei Xiong, Yang Chen stood solemnly in front of Fan Jin and thanked Fan Jin.

"Young Master Yang said just now that it is also for the stability of the Yue Palace, but Empress Yafei was locked in the dungeon like this. Sooner or later, the Weishui clan will get news. If their people come here and insist on asking the prince for someone, what should we do?"

Fan Jin was still uneasy when he saw Yang Chen calm and composed. Although Yang Chen effectively cut off Zhou Qingya's information channel through the Foreign Affairs Pavilion, there were other people in the Yue Palace who would report to the Weishui clan.

If this group of people really come, the prince will probably not be able to teach Concubine Ya if he doesn't want to teach Concubine Ya.

"It's okay, soldiers come to block the enemy, and water comes to flood the earth. I'm not afraid of anything, just because I'm afraid that Zhou Qingya will become the abandoned chess of their Weishui clan this time."

When Yang Chen heard Fan Jin's doubts, he felt no panic. Obviously, all this was in his expectation. Zhou Qingya was indeed the eyeliner of the Weishui clan in the Yue Palace, but if this person could even betray his own clan, how could he get their pity?

Fan Jin was determined to Yang Chen without any hesitation, and finally he could only swallow what he wanted to say.

Yuewang Mansion, study room.

There were only two people in the study room of the Yue Palace, one was the Yue Palace and the other was Jing Yan. The two were standing opposite each other. The atmosphere looked extremely awkward, and neither side said a word.

However, after closer inspection, you can clearly observe that Jing Yan's hand hanging on one side of his body was tightly holding it, and the paper exposed in the hand was not difficult to guess. It is very likely that it was the prescription Yang Chen gave him before.

"I said, if you give me the prescription, I will definitely find ways to help you get the medicinal materials."

King Yue's face looked particularly tense, and the words he spoke were full of helplessness and endless majesty.

"I said, I can get all of them myself. This... it's all common, I'll get all of them as soon as possible."

Jing Yan was not afraid of the majesty of King Yue, but instead spoke up. The conversation between the two was quite familiar, and he didn't look like an ordinary superior or subordinate at all.

"Jing Yan, are you going to have a fight with me? You have been following you for three years at night, and you are in pain every year. I know you may still be angry with me, but if your mother sees you now, how could she not worry?"

Seeing Jing Yan's decisive expression, King Yue could only restrain his persecution. Since it was so hard, it would be soft.

When Jing Yan heard the King of Yue mention his mother actively, his whole body felt like a thorny breath, and gradually became weak. The person who had originally had a hair blow, was now like a good quail, looking at King of Yue with bitter eyes, and his unspeakable emotions were flowing between the two.

Finally, Jing Yan, who had paused for a moment, stretched out the hand holding the prescription and slowly unfolded in front of King Yue.
Chapter completed!