"In this life, I only admire Yao Lingyun." Lu Fufeng listened to the sound of 'tick, tick, tick' in his ears, and calmly walked out of the ice warehouse with Lu Fusang. According to the analyzer, her code has been fixed.

"Isn't she dead?" Listening to Lu Fuyun's light and breezy reply, Lu Fusang suddenly felt that the light outside the ice warehouse was a little dazzling. What does it mean to only admire Yao Lingyun in this life? Yao Lingyun is a woman, let's not mention it for the time being. She only wants to know now whether the Yao Lingyun in the mouth of the imperial sister is the eldest daughter of the Yao Mansion or the late imperial sister Lu Fuyun?

"That's why I'm here." Hearing that Lu Fusang came to question his liking because Lingyun was dead, Lu Fufeng glanced at the white hair hanging on his shoulders with a smile, and turned his gaze to Lu Fusang's eyes, "That's why I want to be white." ”

If Lingyun was still alive, she probably wouldn't have thought like this. Affection is a one-person thing, but mutual admiration requires two people. Human life is infinite variables. Even though she is willing to be with Lingyun, what if Lingyun is unwilling to be with her? And how should she deal with herself?

Lu Fufeng raised his eyes and looked at the lush peach trees in the courtyard, hooked his lips and smiled. She may be able to make her memories into wine and drink it herself, as it is written in the analyzer.

"Why?" Seeing that Lu Fufeng's attention had been distracted to the peach wood, Lu Fusang slowly reached out and stroked the white hair scattered on Lu Fufeng's shoulder, and from her perspective she could only see Fufeng's jaw, "Obviously there are so many good men in this world......"

"Although there are many men in the world, what does it have to do with Fufeng?" As soon as Lu Fusang mentioned the boy, Lu Fufeng immediately turned sideways and put Lu Fusang out of his arms, "When the imperial sister returns to the palace, I will start preparing for the marriage, Fufeng is looking forward to the early ...... of the imperial sister."

"Didn't the imperial sister still stand up yesterday and exchange the position of general for the imperial sister not to marry?" As the time spent in the hospital continued to grow, Lu Fusang's mind became clearer and clearer.

"Well......" Lu Fufeng could see that Lu Fusang's face was already angry, and said with a straight face, "That's just a joke, the imperial sister should not be taken seriously, for the king, the society should be the priority......"

"Sheji...... Social ...... Why do you all have to talk to the widows? Because the widow values the community, do you all know how to use the community to prevaricate the widow? Hearing that Lu Fufeng said Sheji, Lu Fusang's face was instantly dyed a little red, even though she knew that the country was important, but there was no need to remind her all the time. Dongzang is like this, Cui Lin is like this, and now even Fufeng is like this.

"Didn't you forget the imperial sister, this throne is still the imperial sister, you lost it to the widow?" Lu Fusang suppressed the grief and indignation in his heart, and raised his eyes to look at Lu Fufeng. Although she is now the lord of the country, if Fufeng fights, it is still unknown who will kill the deer.

"Sister Huang, Fufeng has already said it, and I have no interest in this society. Fufeng now just wants to find a quiet place and grow old with Lingyun. Lu Fufeng turned around and walked in the direction of the ice warehouse, she remembered that Cui Jing was still waiting in the courtyard for her to bring the ice back, "Sister Huang is standing here waiting for Fufeng to fetch a piece of ice and return together, this courtyard is big." ”

Dead age? Take the ice? Lu Fusang listened to Lu Fufeng's words, and suddenly found some clues. If Fufeng really moved his mind to die of love, how could he care about such a multi-person matter? How can you be so interested in a woman you have only met once? How will it ......

"Wait!" Thinking of the woman who was still on Lu Fufeng's couch, Lu Fusang said with a smile, "Imperial sister, since you want to grow old with the daughter of the Yao family, why do you treat the woman surnamed Cui so well?" ”

"Hmm...... "How about the woman surnamed Cui?" But just a basin of ice water is good for others? Lu Fufeng was in place, letting the autumn wind blow the hem of her clothes. She didn't understand what Lu Fusang meant.

"Those things are obviously enough to find a servant." Lu Fusang continued.

"Hmm." As soon as Lu Fusang's words came out, Lu Fufeng also noticed something unusual, she could obviously find Yueru to do it for such a trivial matter as Duanshui, why did she insist on doing it herself?

Lu Fufeng recalled the 'lovesickness' that Cui Jing said to her on the eaves for a moment, and then hooked his lips and chuckled, "Maybe it's because she told Fufeng that she likes Fufeng......

"Then if the imperial sister also said that she liked Fufeng, would the imperial sister treat the imperial sister differently?" Lu Fusang squinted slightly, and his thick eyelashes swayed gently with the wind.

"No, it won't." As soon as Lu Fufeng spoke, only the sound of her and Lu Fusang's breathing was left around for a moment.

Lu Fusang struggled for a moment, and asked Lu Fufeng in a low voice, "Why?" ”

She didn't believe that she was inferior to the young lady of Nacui Mansion in Fufeng's heart.

"Fufeng is only Mu Lingyun alone in this life." Lu Fufeng responded as a matter of course.

"Really? That's the widow's Fufeng has never tasted a man's taste-" Lu Fusang turned his back to Lu Fufeng as if he was angry, "The Song family has already asked the widow for ......"

"Does the Song family want to marry their son and enter the Suiwang Mansion?" When Lu Fufeng heard this, he remembered the man who said in the mourning hall that day that he wanted to come to the Suiwang Mansion to set up a hall to worship Lingyun, and that man must also be a person who was willing to worship Lingyun.

It just so happens to be myself.

Lu Fufeng looked at the somewhat sunny sky, and smiled on his lips. Welcome him into the house and the two of them will be companions, or you can listen to him tell the story of Lingyun. Such a man with deep affection must also be Lingyun's confidant.

didn't notice the change in Lu Fufeng, Lu Fusang relied on the words of Fufeng before, trying to grasp Fufeng's weakness, "But the widow knows that the imperial sister treats Lingyun deeply, if the imperial sister is unwilling, just ...... with the widow"

"Let him marry in. Sister Huang doesn't need to say much. Lu Fufeng casually responded to Lu Fusang and continued to walk towards the ice storage.

"Lu Fufeng, how can you be like this?" Hearing Lu Fufeng's footsteps, Lu Fusang's face turned pale in an instant. She didn't care about marrying so much.

"Imperial sister?" Lu Fusang's voice was a little wrong? Lu Fufeng turned his head in confusion and looked at Lu Fusang's back.

At this time, Lu Fusang also happened to turn around.

Seeing that Fufeng happened to be looking at himself, Lu Fusang held back the bitterness in his heart, and asked Lu Fufeng in a dumb voice, "Didn't you say that you wanted to stay with Yao Lingyun?" ”

"Yes." Lu Fufeng nodded.

"Then why did you get into the mood for marrying again?" There was unconcealed injustice in Lu Fusang's eyes.

"Women should get married, and men should get married. Fufeng marrying is also Shuntian Chengde. Sister Huang doesn't have to worry. Seeing the injustice in Lu Fusang's eyes, Lu Fufeng didn't slow down, but just smiled with a smile in his eyes, "If the imperial sister meets her favorite, she can also grow old with him." ”

Seeing that Lu Fufeng not only hoped to marry the son of the Song family, but also turned the topic to his own marriage, Lu Fusang's heart suddenly twisted like a knife. After hearing Lu Fufeng call a few 'imperial sisters', Lu Fusang looked at Lu Fufeng's eyes in disbelief, "Fufeng, don't you treat the widow as a ten-year-old child and wantonly tease?" ”

"Imperial Sister ......" Lu Fufeng didn't expect that what she said from her heart would actually cause such a big reaction from Lu Fusang, so she had to say again, "Fufeng has already said that Fufeng is only Mu Lingyun alone in this life......"

"If you only admire ......"

"Sister Huang, you let the son of the Song family enter the mansion on schedule." Lu Fufeng interrupted Lu Fusang's words to exit, turned around and walked towards the freezer. She and Lingyun don't need anyone to interfere in their affairs.

"Imperial Sister...... Royal Sister ...... Don't go ......."

Listening to the faint murmur behind her, Lu Fufeng resisted the urge to stop, but before she could move a few more steps, she heard the sound of falling to the ground.

"Ahh

At the moment when Lu Fufeng turned around, a woman's shrill shout echoed in his ears.

"Imperial sister?" After discovering that Lu Fusang had fallen to the ground, he didn't care about the woman who was peeking on the side, so Lu Fufeng hurriedly leaned down to check her condition.

And the woman who was the first to see Lu Fusang fall trotted around in the Suiwang Mansion and shouted, "Ah! The saint fainted! Come on! Someone's coming!"

As soon as the news of the Holy Lord's fainting came out, some people panicked and looked for the doctor.

Guarding Lu Fusang who fell to the ground alone, Lu Fufeng suddenly felt a little sorry for the woman in front of him - even if he became a king, there was still no one around him.

"Get out of the way...... Get out of the way...... The medicine girl is here! White Doctor Girl, please ...... here Please ...... here."

The noise in his ears caused Lu Fufeng to frown and greet the elders who were surrounded by everyone.

"Who are you?" Bai Si, who approached Lu Fusang, saw that there was already someone taking care of the lord, and her eyebrows were wrinkled, she clearly told her that if the lord fainted, no one was allowed to get close.

"Let's check the pulse first." Seeing that Bai Xi frowned, Lu Fufeng immediately followed the prompt of the analyzer and lowered his eyebrows and moved away from Lu Fusang's side.

She couldn't see any accidents in Lu Fusang.

Although when she met Lu Fusang for the first time, she thought that she was short-lived, but just now she checked it with an analyzer, and Lu Fusang's physiological characteristics were all normal.

It's just that there seems to be something wrong with the number jù in some places. But she really can't say what is wrong.

"Hmph-" Seeing the white-haired woman get out of the way from the side of the lord, Bai Shu snorted coldly before slowly kneeling down to Lu Fusang's side, holding Lu Fusang's hand and cutting the pulse.

"White Doctor Girl, what is the saint?" In the blink of an eye, Dongzang's figure appeared in Lu Fufeng's sight.

Seeing Dongzang appear in the courtyard, Bai Xi's complexion softened slightly, "Aunt Hui Dongzang, the Holy Lord's fainting this time is caused by anger......"

"Furious?" Dongzang glanced back at the people present, thinking about who would dare to make the saint angry. It is impossible for a guard, and it is impossible for a servant or maid...... So...... Dongzang jumped around, and finally fixed his eyes on Lu Fufeng, "Dare to ask if this girl can ...... with the saint"

"Hmm" Before Lu Fufeng could answer, he heard a slightly familiar voice.

"Aunt Dongzang, that's His Royal Highness King Sui."

"Young Master Fang?" Dongzang raised his eyebrows and looked at Fang Xian, who had come to Lu Fufeng's side in small steps, "How did you appear here?" ”

"The imperial sister fainted because the palace was going to marry." Lu Fufeng dodged Fang Xian's hand pulling her sleeve, interrupted Dong's questioning, and then walked a few steps towards Lu Fusang, leaned over and said to Bai Xi, "Bai Yinu, the imperial sister is ......"

"Out of the way...... Don't get in the way......" Hearing that the white-haired woman was King Sui, Bai Xi's face changed, "It's just ......"

"Just what?"

"I just need His Highness to provide medicine introduction." Bai Zheng's gaze wandered over Lu Fufeng's wrist for a long time.

"Medicine? What is the drug? Lu Fufeng quietly distanced her from Bai Xi. Bai Juna's longing gaze made her a little uncomfortable.

"Sisters are connected, and blood is needed to cure sickness." Bai Shu looked at Lu Fufeng, and then at Dong Zang, a serious way.

"Blood?" Lu Fufeng frowned. If it is true that blood is used to cure diseases, then the medical skills of this era do not seem to be as developed as she imagined.

"You can't cure the imperial sister's illness with blood." Lu Fufeng thought for a moment, but still decided to tell the truth.

"Why, Your Highness can't trust the old body's medical skills?" Seeing that Lu Fufeng was so determined, Bai Xi's tone was a little bad, "With all due respect, the old body's medical skills are also among the best in this Chen Capital. ”

As soon as Bai Xi's words came out, everyone's eyes were once again focused on Lu Fufeng - how could there be people in the world who didn't believe in Bai Yi's female medical skills? The white doctor girl is the most prestigious doctor girl in Chen Du.

Ignoring the surprise of the people around him, Lu Fufeng looked at Bai Xi's eyes seriously and nodded, "Hmm." ”

There is no necessary connection between medical skills and fame.

"Your Royal Highness......" Hearing Lu Fufeng's words, Dongzang hurriedly opened his mouth to persuade King Sui to think about one or two for the lord of the country, but he heard Lu Fufeng say, "But blood can be given to you." ”

King Sui responded to the blood, and Dongzang immediately saluted Lu Fufeng, "Thank you King Sui for your righteousness." ”

"It doesn't matter." Lu Fufeng smiled lightly and waved his hand, looking down at Lu Fusang.

"Then Your Highness will start now."

Seeing a bowl appear out of thin air in Bai Xi's hand, Lu Fufeng immediately smiled and rolled up a sleeve, "Yueru." ”

"Yes. Master. ”

The cold light flashed, and Lu Fufeng squinted as the blood flowed towards the bowl.

Although she knew that blood could not cure the disease, she wanted to see if there would be a miracle.

Perhaps the use of blood to cure diseases is a lost medical technique?