One step at a time, go slowly.

Walking one place after another, Zuihou walked outside the courtyard wall where Tang poetry and paintings were confined.

Everything was changed again in the blink of an eye, and the gods were unknowingly replaced.

Song Dongli really wanted to be like this, replacing Tang Chujiu from now on and living her future life!

Tang Chujiu's life, no matter how it is, is brighter than his own future.

At least, there are still people who treat her as a treasure.

Instead of being like yourself, failing, so bad that you fail.

It's a pity that Zhong Wuyan disagreed, mainly because he was afraid of Yue Xunhuan Teng.

With just the same appearance, it is too difficult to fool the doctor.

Because the appearance can be confused with the false, but the pulse is like, but it cannot be imitated.

As long as Yue Xunhuan has a pulse, he will immediately know the truth and falsehood.

Therefore, Zhong Wuyan did not dare to take this risk.

Anyway, he was looking for joy that month, and he didn't stay by Tang Chujiu's side for a long time.

So, what's the point of waiting for the rabbit.

What's more, the current Song Dongli is not very prepared.

Song Dongli was reluctant, so he had to obey Zhong Wuyan's orders.

Now, he no longer dares to have the slightest other dissent, Zhong Wuyan is like a demon, he can make people unable to survive, unable to die, and he no longer wants to bear the heart-rending pain.

Tang Shihua watched Tang Chujiu gradually move away, and sighed in his mouth.

It should be said that it is a pity.

I want to let Tang Chujiu fall into hell forever, and he will never turn over, there is no way out, and there is no light.

It's a pity that I can only watch her leave.

Tang Chujiu, I am waiting for the day when you fall into the hell of Ah Nose.

Tang Shihua turned around and looked at Tang Chujiu's face in front of him, full of pink, with spring on his eyebrows.

After tasting the clouds and rain, how would you not know that this delicate state has just had the love of men and women.

Tang Shihua was crazy jealous in his heart!!

Jealous that the person in front of him can accept Song Lanjun's body.

She is Song Lanjun's third woman.

Although she knew that she was not Song Lanjun's only woman, Tang Shihua still felt uncomfortable in her heart and felt obvious ...... Jealousy.

Although he hates Song Lanjun, he is also the only man, and he loves him, he really loves him.

Therefore, there is no room for other women to accept Song Lanjun.

Looking at Tang Chujiu's face, Tang Shihua's eyes turned into sharp knives and stabbed straight through.

"Who are you?"

Song Dongli looked at Tang Shihua and was silent, but his eyes were a little ...... Sad.

This woman, once held the moon by the stars, stepped on the top of the clouds, and was the envy of all women in the world.

has a good background, looks beautiful like a flower, and has good talents, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, everything is clear, which woman is not jealous of her and does not blush her? They can't wait to replace it.

But now, it is confined in this world, and it has long since lost its original bright appearance.

In the past, all she had in her eyes was sweetness, tenderness, and nobility.

But now, there is only gloom and hatred in her eyes, which makes people shudder.

Speaking of which, in the past days, she had never treated herself badly......

Song Dongli's silence ignited the flame in Tang Shihua's heart, which stimulated her even more crazy, and rushed forward unexpectedly, pulling Song Dongli's face, wanting to pull off her makeup and see her true face.

However, no matter how hard she tried and how she tore it, she just couldn't pull it off, as if she was the same face in the first place.

Song Dongli was pulled in pain, but there was a trace of joy in the pain.

This face, this face, so disgusted, but not chosen!!

Considering Zhong Wuyan's order, "If this face is hurt by half a point, don't think about zaijian until the end of your life", Song Dongli stretched out his hand and pushed the crazy Tang poetry painting hard.

Tang Shihua was pushed to the ground, but the hatred in his eyes was even worse.

Song Dongli walked over and brought a bronze mirror, looked at the face in the mirror, and said faintly: "There is no disguise, and there is no human skin mask, this face has been subjected to countless knives before it grows into what it is today." ”

Now, I still remember the pain.

I remember the sound of the knife cutting through the flesh, the sound of the bones being polished.

It hurts to the bone.

However, I can only grit my teeth and bear it.

Tang Shihua looked at Song Dongli in shock, that face was exactly the same as Tang Chujiu.

And that posture, exactly the same.

I can't hear the difference in the voice of the voice.

A person, no matter how similar his face is, but his usual words and deeds are always different.

But the person in front of him is like the real Tang Chujiu.

If it weren't for someone who knew Tang Chujiu very well, it would definitely be impossible for him to do so...... There is no flaw.

Tang Shihua asked again: "Who are you?" ”

Song Dongli said coldly: "You don't care who I am, you just need to know that I am a devil from hell, come to pull them on their backs, and go to hell together." ”

Tang Shihua frowned and didn't speak again, but kept staring at Song Dongli, hoping to see her true body at a glance.

Song Dongli looked up at the half-moon crescent in the sky, his eyes were greedy.

For a moment, the courtyard was silent.

After a long while, Song Dongli retracted his gaze and went to the well to fetch water, which was not hot, and washed it directly.

Every place that was touched by Song Lanjun was rubbed very hard, and there were blood marks on the skin, and Song Dongli was red from blood, and he still didn't stop.

I washed and washed, but suddenly stopped.

This body has long been a pair of jade arms and thousands of pillows, and the slightest bit of vermilion has been tasted by thousands of people, and it has long been so dirty that it can't be dirty anymore.

Not bad this time.

Speaking of which, Song Lanjun was the prime minister of the dynasty, and he was the most noble of all the men in the past.

There are as many women who want to climb into his bed as there are countless stars in the sky.

Being able to rejoice under him is also a creation.

After figuring it out, Song Dongli picked up a towel, wiped off the water droplets on his body, put on his clothes, found a room, and slept by himself.

In the musty, foul-smelling basement, I haven't slept like this for a long time, and I slept very soundly.

Tang poetry and painting are sleepless, unsettled, and full of flavors.

But there was no denying that a bloodthirsty excitement rose in my heart.

As the sky got brighter and brighter, there were faint sounds, and the day was dawning, and it was a new beginning of the day.

I brought food at the same time.

Although Tang poetry and painting were locked up here, the three meals a day were very rich, and the portions were sufficient.

In this regard, Song Lanjun never treats harshly.

Tang poems and paintings chewed slowly, but Song Dongli was a little ...... Gobble up.

It's been a long, long time since I've had such a delicious meal.

Tang Shihua pursed his lips disdainfully, rudely!!

Although Tang poetry and painting are now down, she is still noble in her bones.

Therefore, he looked down on Song Dongli who was not particular about eating and looked like a pariah.

When Song Dongli was eating a piece of pork ribs, he inadvertently met Tang Shihua and understood the contempt in her eyes.

The anger in my heart rose to the sky.

Song Dongli has always been arrogant, especially after being a kiln sister and coming to the capital to be the sister of the minister, the most unbearable thing is that others look down on her like this.

You were also born as human beings, don't you just rely on your good birth and good life?! Putting the bowl down heavily, looking at Tang poetry and painting, Song Dongli sneered and ridiculed: "The plucked phoenix is not as good as a chicken!" ”

Now that you are down like this, do you think you still have the capital to lean over and look at people?

Tang Shihua's face turned pale and miserable all of a sudden, as if he had been poked in a death hole, which was extremely ugly.

Song Dongli felt happy, and ate the meal again.

After eating, the two of them took one side and did not speak to each other.

zuihou, or Tang Shihua couldn't hold back, wanted to inquire about the outside world, and asked: "Have you ever heard of the Hou Ye Mansion?" ”

Song Dongli glanced at Tang Shihua coldly, of course Hou Ye Mansion knew that Zhong Wuyan had made a booklet of information that might be relevant to Tang Chujiu, but he memorized it well, and there was Hou Ye Mansion among them.

Originally, he was still annoyed that Tang Shihua was superior just now, but after seeing the desire in her eyes, Song Dongli lightly opened his red lips: "Ruined." ”

That kind of extreme longing, Song Dongli felt deeply, when he was tortured by Zhong Wuyan in the cave to the point that life was worse than death, he also had this kind of longing in his eyes, longing to escape.

When Tang Shihua heard this, his body trembled, obviously he had already guessed this result, but when it was confirmed, he still felt painful and hopeless.

His throat seemed to be choked: "Have you ever heard of Xiao Houye?" ”

Song Dongli looked sarcastic and hateful: "What little waiter, isn't it already a sin?!" ”

The portrait of Tang Shi was like being stabbed with a needle, and his heart hurt terribly.

Hating Song Dongli cruelly tore open the bloody wound, endured it, took a deep breath, and asked again: "Have you heard of what happened to him now?" ”

Song Dongli replied with a happy smile on his face: "Commit yourself to others!" ”

For the days when he used to be a kiln sister, Song Dongli hated it, he didn't even want to think about it, he felt ashamed, he looked forward to it day and night, that is, he could get rid of the sea of suffering one day, and every day was torment, such as frying and burning in hell.

Every day is a long time, and every time, those benefactors lie on their bodies to vent, and they are eager to bite them to death.

But now seeing that Tang Zixuan has the same experience as himself, Song Dongli is not sympathetic in his heart, nor is he forbearant, but he feels happy, look, his identity is so noble by birth, but when he comes to Zuihou, he is not subservient to others.

Moreover, he was still born as a man! Being forced by those perverted men is even more ...... made Song Dongli feel happy.

It's really painful to see others suffer what I have suffered!

Tang Shihua's face was pale, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, until he leaned on the edge of a chair, and then supported his steady body.

has grown up with Tang Zixuan since he was a child, and he only has such a brother-in-law, and his feelings are close.

Although he is stubborn and a little romantic, he has always been arrogant, how can he stand such a humiliation now?

There was still a glimmer of hope, looking forward to him...... has been freed from the sea of suffering.

However, it is not.

Tang Shihua hated his current powerlessness.

Song Dongli looked at the pain of Tang Shihua, and suddenly asked, "Do you hate Song Lanjun?" ”

Tang Shihua didn't answer and asked: "What about you?" Hate him? ”

"Hate!" Song Dongli replied neatly, because he really hated!

How can you not hate! Tang Shihua said: "I hate it too. ”

Then, he stopped talking and sat down on a stool in the courtyard, stunned.

In these long days and nights, I hate Song Lanjun, but I also miss Song Lanjun.

What will he look like when he wakes up this morning?

It must be a joy, right? Tang Chujiu is something he never forgets and always wants to lose and regain.

That's right, Song Lanjun woke up with a smile and satisfaction on the corner of his mouth, but the beauty next to him was not there, and the pillow side was empty, which made his smile all shatter at once, and he frowned.

If it weren't for the comfort of his body after being satisfied, Song Lanjun couldn't help but suspect that it was just a spring dream of his own.

Getting up from the carved bed, Song Lanjun didn't even eat breakfast, so he went to the early dynasty.

Because of last night's ***, when I got up this morning, it was a little late.

Standing in the majestic hall, Song Lanjun was absent-minded, her thick eyebrows could not be stretched, and she was ...... in the ninth year of the first month In the end, he still left, or returned to Gu Qingchen's side.

weishenme obviously has already had an attack on the love Gu, but it has become like this? The ninth day of the first month will only be warm to himself when he has a 'frightening dream' at night.

During the day, he avoids himself like a snake and scorpion. I looked for her several times in a row, but she was so cold and detached.

On the ninth day of the day, I remember all the pain of the past, and only on the ninth day of the night can I have the tenderness and sweetness of Xinghua Village.

As soon as she thought of last night's ***, Song Lanjun's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up, so beautiful.

So I want to be long-lasting.

The expression couldn't help but be soft, the ninth day of the first month......

In a thousand moods, he finally retired from the early dynasty.

Song Lanjun immediately walked out of the palace gate and headed towards Chang'an Street.

Today's Chang'an Avenue is very lively and crowded.

In particular, the closer you get to the 'Divine Doctor', the more surrounded you are.

There are a lot of people joining in the fun, but there is also a long queue of people who come to see the doctor.

You know, today the 'miracle doctor' is sitting in the hall in person.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Therefore, there is an endless stream of people coming. In particular, many large families have sent people to line up.

There is no disease, the number of pulses, and it is also haode to ask the divine doctor to prescribe prescriptions to recuperate the body, anyway, the money is not bad.

Tang Chujiu only hated that the store was too small and there were not enough people.

I had imagined that it might be very lively and there would be a lot of customers, but I didn't expect it to be like this...... Unprecedented.

While being busy, I couldn't help but look at Yue Xunhuan worriedly.

I was afraid that he would be too noisy and boring, so he brushed his sleeves and left.

You know, nine times out of ten, the people who came here today are coming for him.

Fortunately, although Yue Xunhuan was impatient on the face, he did not leave.

Moreover, many people, he didn't even have a pulse, and directly patted a prescription.

Tang Chujiu noticed that Yue Xunhuan ordered someone to copy a hundred copies in a row, word for word.

This made Tang Chujiu a little frightened.

Since I started to open a pharmacy, I have done my homework these days.

The most fearful thing about opening a pharmacy is to get into a lawsuit or something, so basically the pharmacy has come to an end.

Tang Chujiu didn't want to open it, he had to close the door, he still wanted to make a living from it, and he wanted to make a lot of money.

Therefore, looking for an opportunity, he cautiously said to Yue Xunhuan very tactfully: "Will something happen if you just look at it like this, and then give the prescription?" "It's a matter of human life, and it's a big deal.

Yue Xunhuan glared: "My son is willing to take a look, it is already their eight lifetimes of creation!" The tone, as if he was a god on high: "Or, come and see?!" ”

Tang Chujiu was choked half to death, he really hated Yue Xunhuan's high spirits, but he could only walk away silently. There's no way, I really can't mess with Yue Xunhuan.

After all, this store still relies on him to support the façade.

Who let him have that arrogant capital!

No matter what, it's a big deal that someone will die at that time, and it will be Yue Xunhuan's 'miracle doctor' signboard that is smashed.

Dr. Li also sat in the hall today, but he didn't have a single patient today, and they all went to find joy in the moon, and they were only willing to look for him.

If it were someone else, Dr. Li would definitely be annoyed, but in the face of the powerful Yue Xunhuan, he could only surrender with joy.

The prescriptions that Xun Huan prescribes every month are all through his hands.

Because Yue Xunhuan was impatient to write, he only read it orally, and Dr. Li wrote it.

Many of the people who came today have no problems with their bodies, so they are prescribed some prescriptions that usually drink to replenish qi and nourish the spirit.

But there are also some patients who are suffering from stubborn diseases, and every time Yue Xunhuan reads the prescription after reading it, Dr. Li is very excited.

He deserves to be called a miracle doctor, so ...... It's an eye-opener and breathtaking.

However, after Xunhuan reported a prescription again that month, Dr. Li sighed......

Sure enough, the miracle doctor has a strange temper, and it is not a lie.

After seeing the pulse of Yue Xunhuan, he said bluntly: "The medicine stone has no spirit, and it will die within a month, go back and prepare for the future." ”

Dr. Li's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, and he was collapsed.

I have been practicing medicine for decades in my life, and it is not unheard of such a dying patient, but no doctor has ever been like this...... All due respect.

Not to mention that Dr. Li was shocked, even the patient was stunned, he ate well and slept soundly, but he was also studying medicine, but he had not yet graduated from the school, he came to see the demeanor of the miracle doctor, but he was told that he was 'dying'.

It's a bolt from the blue.

Subconsciously put his hand on his pulse, the pulse was normal, there was nothing wrong, and he didn't feel any pain or discomfort at all.

But in front of him, there is a 'miracle doctor', even the master is a miracle doctor who worships like a god, and he says that there is no help, it must be like the holy golden mouth.

The face is like ashes.

has not yet reached the weak crown, and has not yet married...... The taste of the flowers and candles in the cave room has not been paid, and he is going to die.

Yue Xunhuan doesn't care if others are sad, he never cares about a dead person or something.

Tang Chujiu shook his head, hoping that Yue Xunhuan could be 'kind and good', it was the Arabian Night.

He had no compassion in the first place.

At noon, there was still a long queue in the store, and ...... The herbs in the store were sold out.

The medicinal materials were sold, and what they got back was silver, which made Tang Chujiu overjoyed.

Alas, it's a pity that now, there is no silver to earn.

Only the thousand-year-old ginseng tree in the store remained, not that no one bought it, but that Tang Chujiu was reluctant to sell it. In addition to being the treasure of the town store in the store, there is another important reason, which is also selfishness, and I want to stay with Gu Qingchen in case of emergency.

Yue Xunhuan saw that the medicinal materials in the store were sold out, and decisively decided to leave.

Tang Chujiu sighed.

Yue Xunhuan scolded Tang Chujiu for having long hair and short knowledge! The medicine is sold out, what prescription is still there! Isn't it cheaper than other pharmacies?

Tang Chujiu thought about it, and he was right.

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