He walked out of the tent with ethereal steps, and the first day of the junior high in a light blue robe was guarding outside the tent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Jingzhi's eyes didn't look at him, and his voice was as cold as ice: "King Jiujiang is really lustful like a wolf?" ”

Chu Yi tried to hide the smile on the corner of his lips, and said definitely and firmly: "Yes." ”

Wang Jingyi shook his sleeves and said lightly: "Then let him have fun." ”

Chu Yi's eyes turned slightly, stunned for a moment, and then, his body trembled slightly because he tried to hold back his laughter: "Slave understands." ”

Wang Jing's eyes were cold, and he said slowly: "Is there any movement in Huan Liang?" ”

Chu Yi frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "I received an anonymous secret letter today, and I am more vigilant about the Huan family, and I have repeatedly spied on him. Xie Gong'an seemed to be aware of the persuasion of him, but he was treated with contempt by Huan Liang. The next day, Xie Gong'an returned to Dongshan with his wife and prostitute. ”

Wang Jingzhi raised his lips and smiled: "Xie An is indeed difficult, but Huan Liang is stubborn and self-serving, the more people remind and dissuade him, the more firm he is in his heart." His eyes turned to the semi-full moon, and the moonlight shrouded him, and his tall, self-controlled, upright and loose figure shone with a slight fluorescence. A satisfied smile melted between his lips, and he said slowly: "If you add another fire at this time." He paused, not uttering what he was saying.

On the first day of the first year, burying his head, it will not be long before the situation in Jinling will be turned upside down.

He couldn't help but look up at the long and elegant young man in front of him, his plain white wide sleeves were blown by the river wind, ethereal like an immortal person, and he had his own fortune in his chest.

Wang Jingzhi smiled slightly, as if he suddenly remembered something, and was just about to leave, but his footsteps stopped, and he turned his eyes to Chu Yi: "Is Ah Yu a strange woman in the world?" ”

Chu Yi smiled and said, "Naturally." ”

Wang Jingzhi said: "Since there are so many righteous women's actions, if they don't spread it, wouldn't they be wronged?" With that, he turned and left.

Chu Yi was slightly stunned, and said with a light smile: "The slave will pass on the righteous deeds of the Yang girl to Jinling." ”

He leaped, mounted his horse, and walked away.

The sky was about to dawn, and Qiu Yongcai slowly raised his head from the desk.

It was another sleepless night, the folds of his eyes were thick with tiredness, his eyes were distinct, but the whites of his eyes were faintly bloodshot.

I just wanted to reach out and drink a cup of tea soup, but I picked up the tea bowl but found that the cup had already bottomed out.

"Tea." He shouted with his lips open, his lips feeling slightly dry.

The servant outside hurriedly entered the door, frowned and said, "Duke Qiu, the king is sick!" Check it out! ”

"Very! Qiu Yong's eyes lit up, and he immediately stood up from the soft couch and hurriedly went out.

The sky was bright outside, Qiu Yongji walked between the wooden corridors, the clogs clicked on the ground, his heart was annoyed, and he asked coldly: "What is the problem, so turbulent?" ”

He was so anxious not because he was worried about the King of Jiujiang, although the King of Jiujiang was stupid, he still trusted Qiu Yong, and the general decision in the city was made by Qiu Yong. If he really died, and then divided this place to others, he might not trust him like the King of Jiujiang, and if he was a prince who worked hard, Qiu Yong's eyebrows became tighter and tighter.

The servant behind him laughed.

Qiu Yong paused at his feet, turned around and asked, "What's so funny?" ”

The servant smiled again, he took two steps forward, and said in a low voice beside Qiu Yong: "The king was very interested last night, and the ninth maid of the night royal palace heard that the servant on the king's side said that he was guilty of a stroke." ”

When Qiu Yong heard this, he couldn't help pursing his lips, the expression on his face became cold, and somehow, the disdainful smile that Yang Yu had left flashed in his mind.

When he arrived at the bedroom of the King of Jiujiang, there were many people standing inside and outside the door, and the soldiers in wide clothes and big sleeves and the bewitching and graceful beauties were all crying and waiting with miserable faces.

As soon as everyone saw Qiu Yong coming, they immediately had a backbone and surrounded them.

Yishi said: "Gong Qiu, how is this good?" ”

Qiu Yong waved his hand and said, "Don't be impatient, wait until I see the king and then judge." With that, he ignored the crowd in front of him, flicked his sleeves, and entered the door.

The room was burning with strong incense, and the choked Qiu Yong couldn't help frowning, only to see a witch chanting words in his mouth, dancing by the luxurious couch of the king of Jiujiang. On the other side, several healers gathered in a circle, discussing fiercely, perhaps for fear of disturbing the witch, and the voice was extremely low. The king of Jiujiang was lying on his back on the couch, his eyes were swollen, his eyes were blue, his face was pale, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were big.

Qiu Yong took a few steps forward and called in a low voice, "Wang? ”

The King of Jiujiang slowly opened his eyes, a pair of smiling eyes overflowed with resentment and anger, like a poisonous snake-like light, he opened his mouth, and the root of his tongue was so hard that he couldn't speak, so he could only cry "whining". Because he couldn't speak, the King of Jiujiang was angry and anxious in his chest, looked at Qiu Yong with tears in his eyes, and pointed out.

Qiu Yong was puzzled, stepped forward and said, "What does the king want to say?" ”

The King of Jiujiang gritted his teeth, his nose rose and fell due to panting, and he could only raise his arm slightly to point at the beauty outside, but seeing Qiu Yong's expression becoming more and more puzzled, he hurriedly clenched his hand slightly into a fist and beat the couch.

said that it was a beating, where does the king of Jiujiang still have the strength now, but he is slowly slapping the side of the couch up and down.

Qiu Yong looked out in the direction of the Jiujiang King's finger, and said with a slightly condensed face: "The king will rest first, and wait for Qiu Yong to ask the doctor how the condition of the doctor Wang is." ”

The King of Jiujiang's face froze, and he seemed to be very moved after listening to Qiu Yong's words, and he called out with a "woo" in his mouth, and his fat head nodded slightly.

Qiu Yong's face was as respectful as ever, and after bowing his hand, he stepped aside.

"Gong Qiu. The doctors bowed to Qiu Yong one after another, and there was no need to describe the appearance of respect from the heart.

Qiu Yong frowned and said, "What is Wang's condition?" ”

Hearing this, the doctors shook their heads one after another, and the doctor at the head was about forty years old, with slightly spotted sideburns, and said in a low voice: "Wang Yu does not know moderation in the affairs of men and women, he is old, and his body is too large, all of which are the causes of the symptoms. Now it's a great blessing to save my life. He stopped talking.

When Qiu Yong heard this, his eyebrows stretched slightly, and he asked again: "It's good to live." He paused for a moment, then asked, "I wonder if the king will recover?" ”

The doctor shook his head and said cautiously: "I'm afraid that I will spend the rest of my life on the couch, and I can't speak, and I need someone to take care of everything." ”

Qiu Yong's brows trembled for a minute, and he was silent for a moment, he turned his eyes to look at the King of Jiujiang, and returned to the side of the King of Jiujiang's couch with a slightly gloomy face.

The King of Jiujiang kept his eyes on Qiu Yong, and heard all the words in the doctor's mouth, he was angry and sad, and suddenly saw Qiu Yong come to the bed, and couldn't help but sink in his heart, and for some reason, a trace of fear rose in his heart.

I saw Qiu Yong standing on the side of the Jiujiang King's couch, and his back, which was used to bending in the past, was straightened at this time. The clear height that poured out unconsciously from the inside out made the King of Jiujiang suddenly, this is still the same Qiu Yong in the past?

The eyes of the King of Jiujiang were full of horror, and he called out "ahhh

The healers turned their eyes to look over there, but no one thought about it. At this moment, Qiu Yong knelt on his knees, he looked at the king of Jiujiang sincerely, and said cautiously: "Qiu came to Jiujiang that day and followed the king's side, and he was often angry that the king was mediocre and lustful. When Qiu Yong said this, King Jiujiang's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and looked at Qiu Yong fiercely.

Qiu Yong continued as if he hadn't heard of it: "However, Qiu eats the king's fortune and is reused by the king. When the king is in trouble today, Qiu Yongwan can't abandon the king, and only by offering his fist and serving the left and right can he feel at ease. Wang is in one day, Qiu is in Jiujiang for one day. ”

When the words landed, King Jiujiang was stunned.

Everyone in the dormitory who heard this was also stunned. (To be continued.) )