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"Poof!"

"Ahem!"

Lin Changfeng was stunned for a moment, and finally couldn't help but bow his head and laugh. Qin Zixu, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, reluctantly swallowed the tea in his mouth, coughed in a muffled voice, and squirted out the tea without being rude. Lin Changfeng quietly moved the chair back. After coming in, he didn't even look at Prince Anji, and finally looked at him. A faint smile bloomed on his originally cold face, "Yes, how?" ”

Prince Anji didn't expect him to admit it so simply, and he was even more angry when he was stunned, "Why do you want to rob Prince Ben too?" Do you dare to report your origin? ”

The young man of the string song said lightly: "The rivers and lakes are scattered." ”

Prince Anji frowned, but he didn't understand much. The attendant next to him hurriedly leaned over and whispered a few words, and the anger on Prince Anji's face suddenly turned into contempt and disdain, "It turns out that he is a lowly-born pariah? Don't you want to live anymore? The young man played with the teacup in his hand slowly, looked at the menacing man in front of him and said, "This young man also wants to know, dare to rob people with me, are you tired of life?" ”

Qin Zixu coughed lightly and said, "Xiange, my sister is not your person. ”

The String Song didn't dump him at all, but just looked at Prince Anji. There was only ten times more disdain in the eyes than Prince Anji.

Prince Anji was obviously enraged by such a gaze, grabbed the whip beside him and whipped it towards Xiange.

A hideous smile flashed in the eyes of the young man, and as soon as the white clothes flashed, Prince Anji's whip immediately flew into the air. Prince Anji was a little surprised, but he didn't care, he turned around and threw it over with a whip, in terms of martial arts, Prince Anji was obviously far worse than the Nanyue prince who fought with Nangong Mo before. I saw that the string singer boy hooked his hand, and ripped off the whip from the waist of the other attendant. Unlike the horsewhip in Prince Anji's hand, this is a long whip. The young man of the string song took it in his hand, hooked the corners of his lips with great satisfaction, and as soon as the whip was unfurled, he rolled up Prince Anji and threw it out of the hall.

"Don't kill you, the diplomatic relations between the two countries are important." In the hall, Qin Zixu said softly without any sincerity.

Lin Changfeng glanced at him a little, "Do you dare to be louder?" ”

"I've fulfilled my obligation to remind, you can't blame me if you didn't hear it." Qin Zixu was stern and honest.

"Hypocrisy."

"Huh."

The subordinates of the Qin Mansion feasted their eyes today, and in the past, the white-clothed string singer whip shook the ground like a fairy, which is called a good one. Although he looked a little shorter than the string singer, he was definitely much heavier than him, and Prince Anji, dressed in a golden glitter, was whipped like a spinning top by the flying whip shadow. The most important thing is that after being pumped around like this, Prince Anji didn't even scream at all.

"This... It's amazing, too! "Someone is secretly talking about it, ordinary people have been wailing and begging for mercy for a long time after being smoked like this, and they are worthy of being a prince, and they really have integrity!

"String Song is even more powerful!" There is a girl who admires it very much, and her cheeks are red and her eyes are shining. The young man of the string song was dressed in white, standing motionless in the courtyard, but he danced the long whip very beautifully. Occasionally, Anji's attendants tried to step forward to stop them, but they were all bounced out of the whip and fell to the ground without accident.

Changfeng Gongzi disdainfully: What has integrity, it is clear that it can't be called! Even if this son is pumped like this, it is impossible to be so spineless and silent. Of course, it is impossible for the great Changfeng Gongzi to be so stupid and passively smoked, can't he run if he can't beat him? Therefore, the Anji people are stupid!

...... "Didn't you know you were drugged?"

At this time, the bitterness in Prince Anji's heart is known only to him. From the moment he was thrown out of the hall with a whip, Prince Anji noticed that his legs and feet were weak, not only were his legs and feet weak, but he didn't even have the strength to speak. When the first whip was drawn, Prince Anji, who was powerless to dodge, couldn't help but tremble, thinking that he would definitely be torn apart. But the strange thing is that although a whip was whipped on his body, the pain penetrated into the bones, but it did not leave the slightest trace on his body, and even the clothes on his body were not torn in the slightest.

However, the pain was more terrifying than the real skin and flesh. It's just that he didn't have the strength to dodge anyway, and could only watch in despair as the whip fell again and again. This feeling, like being pressed by a ghost in the legend, is clearly clear-headed, and his limbs are intact, but he just can't move. That kind of powerlessness, forced by the pain that pierced the heart, became clearer. In the end, he could only wait feebly for the pain to fall and tremble for the pain that would continue to come next time.

After being whipped dozens of times, Lin Changfeng looked at the trembling and increasingly powerful thing in the courtyard and couldn't help but remind in a low voice: "It's almost over, it's really troublesome to kill him." "There's a lot of ways to kill this guy, and there's no need to be so blatant.

The string song boy snorted lightly and glanced at him lightly, "You are as stupid as you are when this boy?" ”

The whip rolled up, and once again caught Prince Anji's attendant who threw aside and did not dare to step forward. Several attendants hurriedly caught the oncoming people with their hands and feet, and fell into a ball again.

"Ahh Prince Anji's screams finally rang out.

"His Royal Highness?!" Everyone hurriedly checked, but every time their hands touched, Prince Anji's screams became even more terrible than the last time. Everyone hurriedly moved away from him, for fear of running into him again.

"Your Highness, where are you hurt?"

"Your Highness, how are you?"

Prince Anji convulsed in pain, "Idiot! Still... I still don't want to give this king or a doctor..."

The crowd did not dare to stay, and hurriedly and carefully lifted Prince Anji and walked out amid his fierce screams.

"You... You give this prince a wait! Prince Anji did not forget to look back at the string singer and left behind the last threat.

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, and the venting just now made his mood a little better, and with a wave of his hand, Prince Anji once again became speechless. Leaving the Qin family with such a shouting will not have a good impact in the end.

Qin Zixu walked out of it, saying that he had not seen the string song boy beating the foreign envoys. He just asked, "Nothing will happen, will it?" "A normal person has to lose half of his life if he is whipped dozens of times, not to mention that Xian Ge has always been a cold-hearted master.

The string song boy said calmly: "What can it be?" He was unharmed. "Mental damage is not an injury, the mental loss that flawless nagging from time to time is clearly nonsense, who can prove it?

Qin Zixu nodded, "It's okay, after all, Your Majesty still has to give some face." But..."Qin Zixu looked at the white-clothed man in front of him with some surprise, "The whip makes it so slippery, you don't have any special habits, right?" "The more you look like a fairy wind bone, the more likely you are to be a well-dressed beast.

Xian Ge Gongzi squinted slightly, looking at Qin Dagongzi while rubbing the long whip in his hand, "Do you want to try it?" ”

“……”

Prince Anji hurriedly came to the Qin family to propose, but was carried out horizontally. The people of Jinling naturally don't know about the former, but many people have seen the latter. In view of the fact that Prince Anji who was carried out kept twitching and foaming at the mouth, there was a rumor in the Jinling Imperial City almost immediately that Prince Anji was suffering from epilepsy.

For a while, the kind-hearted people of Jinling couldn't help but sympathize with the Anji royal family. The dignified royal family actually suffered from this disease. There are more people who are worried about their own family's affairs, and I heard that this disease is hereditary, I wonder if Princess An Shu will also have it? If he arrives in Great Xia, then the royal family of Great Xia ......

The next day, Emperor Taichu had several more books on his desk, openly and secretly saying that Anji was no more than a small border country, and that there was no meaning in marrying Great Xia with him, so please think twice.

These are all afterwords, and when Prince Anji was carried back to the post house, he immediately alarmed Princess Anshu. When Princess An Shu heard the news, she saw Prince An Ji lying on the bed wailing. After a few stitches from the hastily invited imperial doctor, Prince Anji finally calmed down.

The imperial doctor slowly put away the silver needle in his hand and stepped aside to wash his hands. Princess An Shu couldn't help but ask, "Imperial Doctor, my royal brother..."

The imperial doctor sighed, "The old man said before that Prince Anji's leg disease can't move around at will. You see, what if it spreads all over the body now? ”

The people who knew the truth next to them twitched, and they couldn't help but say, "Imperial Doctor, are you mistaken?" Our prince is clear... It's clear that he was pumped! ”

"!" The imperial doctor was displeased, and pointed to Prince Anji, who was lying on the bed and finally breathed a sigh of relief, and was closing his eyes and recuperating: "Look at it, where does the prince look like he was pumped?" Not to mention the injury, even Pi'er is not red, and a three-year-old child will not be so powerless? ”

"That's a master of internal strength!"

The imperial doctor rolled his eyes, "Then he doesn't have any internal injuries!" No, His Royal Highness Prince Anji, there are no internal or external injuries all over his body, he is not injured! He's sick! "The Imperial Doctor is categorical. Naturally, the Anji attendants would not believe his words, they had seen the prince being whipped by the man in white with their own eyes, could they not know? Although I don't know what kind of demon technique that person used to leave not even a trace, but the prince was indeed so painful in his hands.

Seeing everyone's suspicious expressions, the imperial doctor's face was also difficult to see. His dignified imperial doctor's medical skills are also something that these lonely and unheard people in these small countries can suspect?

The imperial doctor arched his hand indifferently and said, "Since you don't believe in the old man's medical skills, then please be smart." With that, he stepped forward and pulled out the last silver needle that was still on Prince Anji's body. With the silver needle, Prince Anji's pig-like cry immediately resounded throughout the post house.

The imperial doctor seemed to have not heard of it, and said calmly: "His Royal Highness the prince's strange illness, the old man also feels a little tricky. Presumably, there are more intelligent holy hands in Anji, so the old man will not accompany him. ”

......, "Don't you see that our prince is rolling all over the bed in pain?" What about the benevolence of the good doctor?

Prince Anji couldn't speak at all, and the pain that had disappeared immediately came back as soon as the imperial doctor's needle was removed. He could only roll on the bed while looking longingly at the gray-haired old imperial doctor. At this time, no matter how beautiful the beauty is, it is not as lovely as the cold silver needle in the hand of the old imperial doctor.

When several attendants saw that the prince was about to foam at the mouth again, they hurriedly stopped the imperial doctor who wanted to leave with his sleeves up.

Princess An Shu was also pale with fright, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Doctor, no matter what, please relieve my brother's pain first." ”

The Imperial Doctor glanced at everyone proudly, then snorted softly and turned around and sat back on the edge of the bed, "Hold him down, if the needle is misplaced, it will be more troublesome than this little pain." ”

Several attendants hurriedly stepped forward and pressed Prince Anji, who was struggling and convulsing, on the bed. After the imperial doctor re-injected the needle, Prince Anji really calmed down. There was also a somewhat comfortable look on his face, and everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Imperial Doctor, my brother Wang is—" Princess An Shu stepped forward.

The imperial doctor brushed his sleeves and said: "The old man is clumsy, the prince's illness is clearly that the leg disease has spread, but this leg disease is also extremely rare. Originally, it should be okay for the prince to stay in bed for a few days, but he didn't know ......" shook his head, and the imperial doctor arched his hand and said: "The old man can only temporarily stop the prince's pain with a silver needle, if you want to cure it, the old man is afraid that he is powerless, and he asks the princess to forgive him." ”

Princess An Shu frowned and said, "I asked the people who followed Brother Wang just now, and they all said that Brother Wang was whipped with a whip before he was in such pain. But ......"

The imperial doctor stroked his gray beard and shook his head and said, "Forgive the old man's clumsiness, I really can't see it." However, the princess can rest assured that the old man assured that the prince would never be plotted to be internally injured. If the princess doesn't believe it, she can also ask other colleagues in the hospital to take a look, and I think there are people who are more skilled than the old man's medical skills who may be able to tell the difference. ”

"Is this going on like this?" Princess An Shu frowned.

The imperial doctor said: "Rest assured, the old man has checked His Royal Highness's pulse before, and in another hour at most, the pain should gradually subside." "As for whether it will continue to hurt tomorrow... The imperial doctor said he wasn't sure.

Seeing that she couldn't ask anything anymore, Princess An Shu had to ask the imperial doctor to go out. The imperial doctor didn't say anything, waved his hand and walked out with the apprentice beside him.

After leaving the Anji Inn, the junior apprentice couldn't help but ask, "Master, how could that prince have such a strange disease?" Just now, I heard the people in the post house talk about whether they have epilepsy. ”

The imperial doctor snorted lightly and said: "What kind of sheep's horn wind, that person obviously offended someone and was rectified, he didn't know, he deserved to suffer." ”

"Huh?!" The apprentice's mouth opened wide in shock, and the imperial doctor glanced at the apprentice angrily, "Unproductive boy, shut up." ”

The little apprentice closed his mouth and smiled, "Then Master, why don't you cure him?" In case His Majesty blames him...... "After all, he is a prince, and it is always difficult to explain if he dies in Jinling."

The imperial doctor said calmly: "Hehe, he was injected into his leg with the Qiankun Pudu acupuncture method, and today the whip was stained with medicinal qi and pumped down, and the true qi in his body turned into thousands of fine needles and flowed into the blood veins, all over the body." He doesn't hurt who hurts? The little apprentice's eyes widened, "That's... So what to do? ”

The imperial doctor flicked the corner of his coat, "Bear with it, and it will be fine when all the true qi is gone." "Qiankun Pudu acupuncture method is now only three people inside and outside Jinling City, so people who are not good at medicine in the entire imperial hospital can't see it, and those with excellent medical skills dare not save it. That kid deserves to be out of luck!