As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall fell silent, and their eyes subconsciously looked at this side.

Rong Ran's identity, they all know that this is the apprentice of the divine doctor, and the medical skills are naturally not mentioned, and as for the Ye divine doctor in the Wei Wangfu, it is very worth studying.

The person who can make King Wei protect again and again, how many catties and taels there are, everyone must be very curious.

"Why!"

"How old are you compared to the king's doctor? You can't even match a single hair of her. ”

Rong Ran smiled indifferently, as if he didn't care at all that Jiang Wumian devalued her worthless, and said: "Why did the prince react so much, isn't it, this Ye Divine Doctor, just has a false name?" ”

She was dressed in a gorgeous costume, her face was exquisite, her head was raised slightly, there was a trace of disdain in her eyes, and she looked at Ye Qingwan with a faint look: "Doctor Ye has been hiding behind the prince, and he doesn't dare to compete with the little woman, is it also because of his weak heart?" ”

The audience was in an uproar.

First, he was shocked that Rong Ran dared to talk to King Wei like this, and second, he inevitably had doubts about Ye Qingwan in his heart.

Also, if it weren't for the protection of King Wei, the current Ye Qingwan would already be a corpse.

Rong Ran sneered in his heart, Divine Doctor?

The only person in this world who can be called a miracle doctor is her master, what kind of thing is he, how can he be worthy of the word miracle doctor!

A trace of coldness flashed in Jiang Wumian's eyes, and at this time, the person sitting beside him suddenly opened his mouth.

Ye Qingwan lifted her eyelids, a pair of glass-like eyes, extremely cold, and the momentum of her whole body was cold and arrogant.

"The benevolence of the doctor is not used to compare, and it seems that your master is nothing more than that."

"You dare to insult my master? Do you know who my master is? The expression on Rong Ran's face was a little cracked, grinding his teeth and gritting his teeth.

"What did you say when you heard me insult your master?" Ye Qingwan didn't look at her, but just reached out to take the tea handed over by the palace maid, and stretched out his hand to snatch the wine from Jiang Wumian's hand.

After not paying attention for a while, he went to steal the drink again.

"This young lady, I'm just the prince's doctor, what does my incurable prince have to do with you?"

"Heh, test your medical skills? You're not qualified enough. ”

The tone is cold and arrogant, contemptuous, which makes people listen to it, like a thorn, and it hurts to pierce people.

Jiang Wumian looked at the tea in his hand, frowned slightly, and pinched the teacup, a little displeased.

"Ah——!h

The hot tea suddenly rushed to her face, Rong Ran exclaimed, the teacup hit her forehead, and her face turned pale in pain.

She stood there stunned, still a little dazed.

No one noticed how the teacup passed, and when he reacted, Rong Ran had become a soup chicken, his hair was messy, his makeup was spent, and his forehead was red.

Everyone knows that the teacup was thrown by Jiang Wumian.

Rong Ran's chest rose and fell slightly, and the eyes around her made her feel like she was a clown jumping off the beam, she couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, how could she have been insulted like this.

The calmness in his eyes can no longer be pretended, and his eyes are fierce.

"You ——!"

"This king said, this tea is hard to drink." He looked at Ye Qingwan, careless, as if he was saying something ordinary and interrupted Rong Ran's words abruptly, as if he hadn't done that act just now.

Ye Qingwan glanced at him and instructed him: "But your body, you can't drink." ”

"Uninteresting."

Jiang Wumian sneered lightly, and got up from the couch leisurely, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, it was clearly just a simple action, but it was still eye-catching, and every move was full of unparalleled elegance!

Ye Qingwan also followed him and got up.

He floated in black, he didn't look at everyone, and said lightly: "Feng Lin, prepare a sedan chair to go home." ”

"Subordinates obey."

The women couldn't help but get up, looking at Jiang Wumian, their eyes invariably showed reluctance, such a face, even if it was placed at home every day, it made people happy.

He hasn't appreciated enough of this, why is he leaving?

So unwilling!

"Sleepless, and this is gone?" The Emperor suddenly asked.

"The sons are tired."

"Well, you go back to the house and have a good rest and take care of yourself." The emperor's tone was kind, his eyebrows were full of worry, if Ye Qingwan had seen the wound on Jiang Wumian's back with his own eyes, he was afraid that he would have to be deceived.

The people of this royal family are all thoughtful.

Jiang Wumian's departure made the ministers breathe a sigh of relief, so arrogant and domineering, their aura was compelling, they were really uneasy.

The emperor stared in the direction Jiang Wumian left, his eyes were deep, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

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Eight night pearls illuminated a soft piece in the sedan chair, the man reclined quietly on the couch, his black hair fell, and the light and shadow flickered brightly and darkly, lining the already beautiful face more and more shocking.

Ye Qingwan looked at him, when he saw the emperor today, he felt that the two were not alike, could it be that his appearance followed his mother?

The emperor's appearance can only be called handsome, not amazing, even the other two princes, although they are good-looking, they are not as good as Jiang Wumian.

Ye Qingwan was fascinated by it, her thoughts were flying, and suddenly, she lifted her eyelids and her eyes fell sharply outside the sedan chair.

Murderous!

Jiang Wumian's eyelashes moved, and he opened his eyes slightly, and the dark underneath of his eyes was dark and obscure, quite intense.

The arrows suddenly broke through the wind and fell like rain of flowers, with a heavy murderous aura.

The sedan chair shook, Ye Qingwan held the tail of the arrow with one hand, and the tip of the arrow was not too far from Jiang Wumian's throat!

Jiang Wumian coughed lightly, and asked her lightly.

"Who do you think the killer is?"

"I don't know." Ye Qingwan held the arrow in his hand and blocked the arrows that came in one by one.

She paused in her voice, knocked down all the night pearls in the sedan chair, and threw them outside the sedan chair, and the sedan chair was suddenly dark, leaving only the moonlight pouring on the ground.

"All I know is that I'm going to protect you!"

Jiang Wumian bowed his head slightly, protecting him?

This girl, what a big breath?

He doesn't know how long he can live.

There was already a sound of fighting outside the sedan car, there were Feng Lin and others, and none of those killers rushed in.

The arrows were also gradually decreasing, and the slight wind blew the sedan curtain, and an arrow suddenly flew out of the sedan chair, and the wind went away, penetrating the throat of the person who released the arrow on the roof in front of him!

Life and death, but in a moment!

The smell of blood gradually dissipated, the surroundings quieted down, and the wind stopped!

Jiang Wumian lightly ordered: "Feng Lin, bring this king's night pearl over." ”

"Subordinates obey."

The eight night pearls were handed over one by one, and the sedan chair was instantly bright, Jiang Wumian didn't move, the arrows fell around him, and the sedan chair was full of holes.

He sighed: "It's a pity for this sedan chair." ”

Xuanlin finished solving the killer on the roof and jumped off the eaves, still surprised by the arrow that flew just now.

"Master, it's all settled."

He looked at the man in the sedan chair who was collecting arrows, his eyes slightly downcast.

The last arrow was shot on the top of Jiang Wumian's head, and in a fraction of a minute, Jiang Wumian's life was explained, Ye Qingwan pulled it hard, and the arrow seemed to be embedded on it, not moving at all.

She held the arrow in both hands, and suddenly pulled it out, the sedan chair shook violently, and cracks appeared on it, Ye Qingwan looked at the tip of the arrow, and her eyebrows twisted slightly.

Pentagram.

The arrow is not an ordinary arrow, but a characteristic pentagram, with a sharp tip, if it pierces into a person's body, when it pierces, it will make you worse than dead, not to mention when you pull it out, stirring the flesh on your body, it is even more torture.

It's a murderous weapon.

Feng Lin and the others were slightly stunned when they saw the arrow in Ye Qingwan's hand.

"What a chic arrow."

Jiang Wumian stretched out his hand and snatched the arrow from Ye Qingwan's hand, held it in his hand, and said lightly: "There are still in this palace, are you either?" ”

Ye Qingwan turned her head in surprise.

What is ...... called? Is there anything else in the house?

"Go home."

After the feast.

The Queen Mother went to see the emperor.

As the most noble woman in the entire palace, the Queen Mother has been calling for wind and rain for decades, and the people around her are respectful and flattering, everyone treats her as a bodhisattva, and no one has ever dared to slap her in the face so mercilessly.

Even today's Son of Heaven, her biological son, in front of her, must maintain respect and filial piety for the Son of Man.

"It's so late, and the queen mother hasn't gone to bed yet?" The emperor came out of the imperial study, bowed slightly to the queen mother, personally supported her arm, and walked to the warm pavilion next to the imperial study.

The Queen Mother narrowed her eyes and said with a displeased expression: "The emperor thinks that the mourning family can sleep tonight?" ”

"The queen mother is in a bad mood?" The emperor frowned, looking completely unaware, "Which one of you offended the queen mother without long eyes?" ”

The Queen Mother snorted coldly: "The emperor doesn't have to play dumb riddles in front of the mourning family, who else can there be besides your good son?" ”

Needless to say, both of them knew that this son was naturally the sixth prince Jiang Wumian.

"It's born like a fox with his mother." The Queen Mother was furious and looked at the emperor with hatred.

The emperor just smiled lightly and said: "Queen Mother, sleepless is still young, he has always been arrogant and domineering, he is my good son, isn't he also your good grandson, why do you want to be like him?" ”

"If it weren't for your intentional or unintentional connivance over the years, how dare he be so unscrupulous and disrespectful? It's ridiculous, if you continue to indulge like this, sooner or later, you will regret it! ”

The emperor couldn't deny it, a deep color crossed his eyes, and then said: "The queen mother should dissipate her anger, Sleepless has no mother since he was a child, if I don't indulge him, who can indulge him?" ”

"The queen mother should be considerate."

When the Queen Mother heard this, her pupils shrank, and she shook off his support, and snorted coldly: "Considerate? Emperor, are you blaming the mourning family? The mourning family never regretted what they had done, and the emperor himself had to weigh it clearly in his heart, which is more important than the country and the woman. ”

"That person is already dead, and the mourning family left Jiang Wumian alive, for the sake of having royal blood in him." If it weren't for this, Jiang Wumian would already be a dead man since he was born!

"Emperor, don't force the mourning family!"