"Has the proclamator departed?" A man in a fancy costume stood in front of the window and asked as he looked at a green plum tree in the courtyard adorned with flowers and bones. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It's already gone. Your Majesty. Xia Deyuan looked at the man in fancy clothes standing in front of the window, and suddenly sighed unconsciously.

"Xia Deyuan, do you think I'm becoming more and more cold-blooded and ruthless now?" When the man in the fancy dress heard that sigh, he seemed to be deeply touched and asked aloud.

"Your Majesty, born in the emperor's family, there are many things that are forced to happen." Xia De was far from humble and arrogant. He sighed, but only because he saw the gray spots between the thick black hair of the man in the fancy clothes like a crow's wing. He was also old, Xia Deyuan thought to himself.

"Who can understand me all these years? I waited for forty-three years before I waited for a Kui Fusu, but ah, I haven't waited for forty-three years~ No more~" After saying that, the man in Chinese clothes turned around with a tired face and muttered to himself.

Xia Deyuan stepped forward, supported the man in fancy clothes, and asked in a low voice, "Your Majesty will continue to stay in the South Study tonight, or will you go to Concubine Liu?" ”

"Let's go to Concubine Liu, she has recently added a princess to me, and I haven't even seen her yet~" The man in Chinese clothes said in a clear manner. Xia Deyuan followed the man in Chinese clothes out silently. Imperial love, but that's it. Compared with the picturesque rivers and mountains, the dust is as small as dust.

At sunset, in the clear air of the garden, the shadows of the two dragged longer and longer, until they completely disappeared from the marble stone steps. The plaque with gold letters on a black background lay quietly under the beautiful eaves. The two gilded characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dance shine in the residual sunlight, just like the inscription on the first day: Kui Garden.

"I thought that you arrived in the royal capital of Fugui Township, silver paved the ground, gold as a bed, and the future was a vast future, so I pondered to go to you, and followed the fragrant and spicy drinks, but I didn't expect that you were good, you didn't catch anything, and you almost put your own life into it~" The handsome young man in white leaned on a carved chair casually, drinking and chattering to the people on the bed. The young man in white was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and his face was like a crown of jade, with red lips and white teeth. He tilted his head and poured wine into his mouth with the wine jar, his inky hair hanging down from his temples, and his demeanor had an indescribable grace.

"Third son, if you drink here, it will affect the patient's recovery~" An old man with gray hair came in, carrying a small medicine box in his hand, and looked at the man in white who was leaning on the edge of the bed and drinking and frowned.

"Uncle Yu, you're making too much of a fuss. His current situation~" Looking at the young man lying calmly on the bed, Liu Wuxiang paused, and then said with a wry smile: "Do you still use me to influence?" ”

"A smell of alcohol, poor air circulation, is not conducive to recovery. Although he wants to recuperate, he doesn't have to close the doors and windows to raise him~" Yu Pingnian didn't say anything, looked at the closed doors and windows, shook his head, and opened the window with a narrow gap while complaining. A cool breeze slipped in through the narrow window, bringing with it the scent of earth and plants.

Liu Wuxiang smiled when he saw this, I don't know who said that he couldn't blow the wind and close the windows tightly, and at the moment he complained that the closing was too tight~ really~

"Don't go out yet~, this body smells of alcohol, when the time comes, his illness has worsened, don't come to beg me to save him again~" Yu Pingnian looked at Liu Wuxiang, who was dressed in white, and looked at himself as if he was smiling, muttering and scolding.

When Liu Wuxiang heard this, he picked up the wine jar and staggered out: "Okay." I'll go out and hand him over to you, I'm no longer at ease~"

Yu Pingnian looked at the thin and imhuman-looking teenager on the bed, couldn't help sighing, and opened the small medicine box.

Half a month ago, Yu Pingnian received a flying pigeon from Mr. Liu in Changzhou. After receiving the letter, he quickly rushed to Cangyue Villa. I thought that something serious happened to those two or that they had some emergency. Unexpectedly, it was a stranger who didn't know each other. The stranger was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and his face, which was still quite delicate, was covered with terrible scars. Not only that, but there was also a large burn on his forehead. The wound has begun to fester. Then he checked his pulse, lifted the white forged sleeve under the cage of the young man's void, and the red scars were shocking. The same goes for the other hand. Take the wrist to check the pulse, the meridians of the hands and feet have been exhausted, the internal breath in the body is unstable, and the vain qi rises. It should be caused by long-term use of drugs such as cartilage powder. Although in general, nothing is a big deal. But for some reason, the boy never woke up. It wasn't until the evening of the second day that the boy was covered in black "mud". At that time, Yu Pingnian found out that the young man had been planted with an extremely domineering Gu poison - Obsessed Heart Gu. The Obsessive Heart Gu is raised with his life, and it is extremely rare and domineering. If he didn't have an attack, except for the person who was under the Gu, no one would be able to tell that he had been poisoned by the Gu. Such a powerful Gu poison is very difficult to solve. If it weren't for the occasional "divine object", I'm afraid that at this time, even Yu Pingnian, a miracle doctor called "living white bones" by the people in the rivers and lakes, would be helpless.

Yu Pingnian sighed and wiped away the fine sweat oozing from his forehead. The row of snow-bright silver needles was steadily distributed on the major acupuncture points on the young man's body. Looking at the past from afar, there is a bright light. After a while, a small black dot appeared at the bottom of the thin silver needle. Gradually, the black dots grew larger and larger at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, the boy's entire body was enveloped in the black substance that seemed like mud emerging from his body.

Yu Pingnian stared at the black "mud" that was still bubbling out, and his eyes were as sharp as those of a foraging falcon. His wrinkled cheeks flushed with an ageless flush.

"Why hasn't it come out yet? It stands to reason that the time for a stick of incense should be almost there! Yu Pingnian rubbed his hands and muttered. After glancing at the incense that was about to burn out, he quickly landed his gaze on the black humanoid object on the bed again. At this time, the boy had completely lost his trace. All that remains of the carved bed is a large pool of black unidentified objects.

Suddenly, Yu Pingnian's eyes lit up. I saw that he quickly raised his whirling cuffs, and three small purple needles were steadily lined up in an inverted triangle on the black "mud".

"Little thing, if you meet my old man today, you are unlucky! Xiao Qi, it's time to eat! Yu Pingnian looked at the "thing" struggling under the purple needle, smiled and pulled out a small bronze tripod hanging from his waist, and called. As Yu Pingnian's voice fell, a colorful eyeless toad jumped out. The toad sniffed around with its head down, and suddenly, as if it had found something, it galloped away in the direction of the small purple needle.

"Coo...... toad picked up half of a blood-red worm from the black "mud" and screamed excitedly.