Just as I was thinking this, I suddenly heard Xuanyuan Moxie reply so confidently. I couldn't help but darken my eyes and sighed in my heart. Could it be that he also saw it?

"That's good, that's good. Please ask Miracle Doctor Xuanyuan to treat Yi Ning as soon as possible!"

When Emperor Qinglong heard this, the gloom in his eyes immediately dissipated.

"I'm going to prepare it now. What medicinal materials does Xuanyuan Miracle Doctor need?"

An Yongwen immediately breathed a sigh of relief and started to walk out.

"There's no rush. I believe both the Emperor and Consort An know that Xuanyuan does not accept medical fees, but needs something of equal value in exchange. I wonder if you can provide it?"

As he raised his long sleeves, Xuanyuan Moye's gentle expression did not change. After speaking, he looked at Ling Mulao beside him and said with concern: "Madam, you have been busy all day. Let's go to the guest room to rest for a while."

"I'm not tired, I'm energetic!"

Raising his eyebrows, how could Ling Mulao not know that Xuanyuan Moxie was deliberately trying to push her away at this moment.

"Be brave again, be good~ go and rest now!"

His slender fingertips gently scratched Ling Mulao's nose. Although Xuanyuan Moxie frowned slightly, his words were filled with affection.

"Come here, why don't you take Mrs. Xuanyuan down to rest!"

Upon seeing this, An Yongwen immediately waved behind him.

"Mrs. Xuanyuan, please come this way!"

A maid obeyed the order and hurriedly bowed forward, making a gesture of invitation.

With a raised eyebrow, Ling Mulao knew that Xuanyuan Moxie would never speak if he didn't leave at this moment, so he smiled and followed the maid out.

"You guys can go down too!"

After waving his hand, Emperor Xuanyuan retreated, and the entourage immediately retreated quietly.

The house suddenly became quiet, with only Emperor Qinglong, Xuanyuan Moxie and An Yongwen remaining.

"Miracle Doctor Xuanyuan, tell me, what do you want?"

Standing with his hands behind his back, his golden python robe dazzling with light, Emperor Qinglong asked in a solemn voice with a majestic look.

"Magic painting!"

One word at a time, Xuanyuan Moye said three words calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell into a dead silence.

Moxi painting has a strange and changeable style, which can conquer demons and ghosts.

Legend has it that a thousand years ago, a woman with supreme magical power spent her whole life trying to subdue her lover who she once deeply loved but turned into a demon.

According to records of anecdotes from past dynasties, once a demonic painting appears, no matter how powerful the ghost is, it will be instantly sucked into the painting and will never be reincarnated.

Unfortunately, for unknown reasons, the woman was reincarnated after failing to conquer her lover. From then on, the Moxi painting lost its owner and became nothing more than a decoration.

However, despite this, for thousands of years, the three realms of humans, demons and demons have been at war for it, and bloodshed is inevitable. Five hundred years ago, in a war that almost destroyed the entire three realms, the magic painting disappeared.

"Xuanyuan Miracle Doctor, the Moxi painting is just a legend. If you want this painting, how can we give it to you?"

An Yongwen frowned tightly. He was a scholar and didn't know much about Moxi paintings, but he knew that this thing was just a rumor for thousands of years and no one had ever seen it before.

"Whether it is a legend or not, I believe the emperor knows it in his heart!"

With a frivolous brow, Xuanyuan Moxie turned around and sat in a chair. He picked up the tea he had just brewed and took a sip. It was a little cold, so he added hot water.

"What did Xuanyuan Miracle Doctor mean by these words? I have only heard about it once. This painting may not have existed at all."

Ever since he heard the words "Mo Xi Hua", Emperor Qinglong's face was ashen, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were almost watery. Just as he was thinking about this, he suddenly heard Xuanyuan Moye reply so confidently, and couldn't help but look at him.

Shen sighed secretly in his heart, could he also see it?

"That's good, that's good. Please ask Miracle Doctor Xuanyuan to treat Yi Ning as soon as possible!"

When Emperor Qinglong heard this, the gloom in his eyes immediately dissipated.

"I'm going to prepare it now. What medicinal materials does Xuanyuan Miracle Doctor need?"

An Yongwen immediately breathed a sigh of relief and started to walk out.

"There's no rush. I believe both the Emperor and Consort An know that Xuanyuan does not accept medical fees, but needs something of equal value in exchange. I wonder if you can provide it?"

As he raised his long sleeves, Xuanyuan Moye's gentle expression did not change. After speaking, he looked at Ling Mulao beside him and said with concern: "Madam, you have been busy all day. Let's go to the guest room to rest for a while."

"I'm not tired, I'm energetic!"

Raising his eyebrows, how could Ling Mulao not know that Xuanyuan Moxie was deliberately trying to push her away at this moment.

"Be brave again, be good~ go and rest now!"

His slender fingertips gently scratched Ling Mulao's nose. Although Xuanyuan Moxie frowned slightly, his words were filled with affection.

"Come here, why don't you take Mrs. Xuanyuan down to rest!"

Upon seeing this, An Yongwen immediately waved behind him.

"Mrs. Xuanyuan, please come this way!"

A maid obeyed the order and hurriedly bowed forward, making a gesture of invitation.

With a raised eyebrow, Ling Mulao knew that Xuanyuan Moxie would never speak if he didn't leave at this moment, so he smiled and followed the maid out.

"You guys can go down too!"

After waving his hand, Emperor Xuanyuan retreated, and the entourage immediately retreated quietly.

The house suddenly became quiet, with only Emperor Qinglong, Xuanyuan Moxie and An Yongwen remaining.

"Miracle Doctor Xuanyuan, tell me, what do you want?"

Standing with his hands behind his back, his golden python robe dazzling with light, Emperor Qinglong asked in a solemn voice with a majestic look.

"Magic painting!"

One word at a time, Xuanyuan Moye said three words calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell into a dead silence.

Moxi painting has a strange and changeable style, which can conquer demons and ghosts.

Legend has it that a thousand years ago, a woman with supreme magical power spent her whole life trying to subdue her lover who she once deeply loved but turned into a demon.

According to records of anecdotes from past dynasties, once a demonic painting appears, no matter how powerful the ghost is, it will be instantly sucked into the painting and will never be reincarnated.

Unfortunately, for unknown reasons, the woman was reincarnated after failing to conquer her lover. From then on, the Moxi painting lost its owner and became nothing more than a decoration.

However, despite this, for thousands of years, the three realms of humans, demons and demons have been at war for it, and bloodshed is inevitable. Five hundred years ago, in a war that almost destroyed the entire three realms, the magic painting disappeared.

"Xuanyuan Miracle Doctor, the Moxi painting is just a legend. If you want this painting, how can we give it to you?"

An Yongwen frowned tightly. He was a scholar and didn't know much about Moxi paintings, but he knew that this thing was just a rumor for thousands of years and no one had ever seen it before.

"Whether it is a legend or not, I believe the emperor knows it in his heart!"

With a frivolous brow, Xuanyuan Moxie turned around and sat in a chair. He picked up the tea he had just brewed and took a sip. It was a little cold, so he added hot water.

"What did Xuanyuan Miracle Doctor mean by these words? I have only heard about it once. This painting may not have existed at all."
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