The concubines following behind had their own thoughts. Mu Shishi looked at the pharmacists and was helpless. Did she say that there was no cure?

There is no way to cure it, it shouldn't be. She had detected it last time that his body was very good, but there were some defects in his heart. Such things are not big or small.

There are some fillings for heart margin defects, but there are no modern instruments in this other world, and it is really difficult to cure them.

"Did the Eighth Prince suffer some serious injuries when he was a child?" Mu Shishi leaned towards Yan Mufei and asked in a low voice.

Yan Mufei thought: "When he was four years old, he was pierced by an assassin's heart. It was a miracle to survive."

"No wonder there are defects." Mu Shishi nodded. It is indeed a miracle that he can survive even if he is pierced through his heart.

"Fault?" Yan Mu Feiding looked at Mu Shishi. [There is a small error in the VIP chapter in the Wenwen, and the VIP chapter cannot be modified. Let me tell you here. In the Wenwen, Yan Mu Feiding's sixth prince, but when he was written in the later part, he wrote it as the fourth prince... Everyone, forgive me]

"Well, I tried it last time when I was in the General's Mansion, but this disease has to be cured with great danger."

Speaking of which, she owed Yan Chenluo a favor. If it is cured, not only will the favor be paid back, but she can also abduct the high wedding expenses of the Northern Wing Emperor. Wouldn't this kill two birds with one stone?

Thinking of this, Mu Shishi smiled. The plan could not keep up with the changes. Since today is here, we can’t go home empty-handed!

"What are you trying to do?" This time Yan Mufei didn't see through her meaning.

Therefore, Mu Shishi looked a little proud and raised her chin: "It seems that there are times when I can't read the mind, haha!"

Yan Mufei's mouth twitched suddenly, "Mind Reading"? He never said he could read his mind, but her mind was sometimes very simple, but sometimes she went deep into the bottom and no one could predict it."

In the room.

On the big bed, Yan Chenluo's pale face was still gentle. After the pharmacist took the pulse, he shook his head again.

"Old Eighth, Father will find you the best pharmacist." The North Wing Emperor's majestic face showed a hint of care at this time.

Yan Chenluo smiled indifferently: "My son is very clear about my illness, so my father doesn't have to worry."

He had known for a long time that there was not much time, and the pain was getting more and more time these days.

"Your Majesty, the sixth brother's disease is not impossible to cure." Mu Shishi entered and interrupted the sad words of the father and son.

"Take it seriously?" The Northern Wing Emperor immediately felt happy when he heard this.

Yan Chenluo on the bed was stunned. Why was she here? When she saw the person behind her, she realized that she was with Brother Six.

"Of course, it's just that this disease is expensive and not something that ordinary people can afford!"

"No matter how expensive the medicinal materials are, I will find them for you." The North Wing Emperor was waiting for Mu Shishi to make up his words.

Mu Shishi's calculating eyes lit up: "Okay, but I only tell the emperor this prescription. Whether to save or not depends entirely on your words!"

The North Wing Emperor thought about it and nodded: "Okay!"

Mu Shishi raised her foot forward, lay on the ear of the North Wing Emperor, and started to speak in a low voice.

The whole room held its breath and turned its ears to the point where it was trying to hear a trace of the way. The room was quiet, very quiet.

The face of the North Wing Emperor changed rapidly, and everyone's doubts increased greatly. What did he say that even the emperor of a country could not hide his true nature?
Chapter completed!