"The woman who meets in Pingshui is like a stone sinking into the sea, listen to the words of the host master, the prince has the support of the queen mother, and the queen is the prince's mother, even if the prince grew up beside the queen mother since he was a child, and the queen is indispensable to centrifugal, but after all, it is the mother and son. However, even if that woman was the reincarnation of a phoenix, Shaochen Yi did not dare to agree. ”

"Don't talk about this, how about the rumors of the war king's mansion singing and dancing in the middle of the night?"

"Don't have a clue?"

"With your ability, you can't find out?" The prince was surprised, since the accident in the Zhan Wangfu three years ago, the reputation of the haunted house has become more and more heavy.

"The concubine Niangniang was born in a different race in Miaojiang, the prince should be clear, otherwise the concubine Niangniang had a different heart three years ago, and the queen mother would not have used extraordinary means to raze the war palace."

Because of this, the Queen Mother had no choice but to promote the marriage between that woman and King Jin. Murong Qing'er is the heart of the prince of war, when the concubine matched the emperor's decree to marry the prince of Li, the king of war almost broke with the concubine, and even broke into the main hall and fought against the civil and military ministers. The main hall believes that if he is alive, he will never give up his beloved to his last breath. "Haunted house, in the past three years, Leng Shaochen has been there many times, but he has returned in vain, the king of war has died unjustly, and his soul is not gone, these seem to be legends, but they are colorful.

"The world is unpredictable, not only did the King of War not show up, but it was cheap King Li to marry Murong Yan'er, Murong Qian's strength should not be underestimated, King Li's forces can't be seen on the surface, and they are secretly ready to move, gathering a lot of forces, most of which are Murong Qian's old departments." Leng Shaochen's words lightly and skillfully analyzed the current situation clearly.

A deep and hoarse voice sounded gently and strongly, "Then cut off his wings, Murong Qian, it's not enough to fight against this hall." ”

On the stairs, the prince and Leng Shaochen were leisurely accompanied. Qing'er and the magpie walked out leisurely, "Little Er, the remaining silver taels are for the master to keep, and I will use them next time." ”

When the prince heard this, his pupils were slightly open and his body flashed and jumped out of the door, the crowd on the street was bustling with some backs, he was like being struck by lightning, and his slender and upright figure rushed out like a wild horse, and the domineering and cold aura to the extreme made the people around him retreat as if they were out of the way.

The hair that was neatly combed on the forehead was scattered on the eyes due to the violent running, and the speed of running was too fast, hitting many passers-by one after another, but the footsteps of the huge momentum did not stop at all.

The sturdy and smooth bones were desperately shouting at him, there were too many people, and he had to use his big palm to squeeze away from the crowd standing in front of him, and rush to the only destination in his deep eyes. The dissatisfied curse sounded, but when anyone saw those scarlet beast-like eyes, they couldn't help but stop their mouths, they would rather provoke the shameless than the dead!

The prince's chest rose and fell violently, the sound of heavy breathing mixed with his beating heartbeat kept surging at the eardrums, and a thin layer of sweat on his forehead flowed down his cheeks.

Qing'er shrank in a corner of the restaurant, squatting for a long time, her feet were a little numb, and the magpie lowered her voice, "Miss, what's wrong with you?" ”

"I'm going to the latrine, and you're guarding me outside."

When Leng Shaochen found the prince, he was already a few hundred meters away from the restaurant. The prince's gloomy face was sullen and unhappy, could it be that he was too lovesick and had a delusion, and the voice was clear.

A few yards in the suburbs, Qing'er took a closer look, "I like this yard very much, quiet and elegant, out of the backyard is the green mountains and cypresses, green oxygen bar, and sufficient water sources." ”

bargained, sold two hundred taels, and got the title deed. Qing'er's heart was full of joy, and she couldn't wait to shout a few times, getting closer and closer to the goal she had set.

"Miss, you're all in charge of the lights, and you'll be scolded if the housekeeper finds out." Qing'er is still complacent about buying the yard, where will she pay attention to this.

Many people who came in and out of the gate of the Jin Palace, all of them were at this hour, so there should be no problem.

Qing'er went straight back to the small courtyard and went around to the kitchen, at this time it was time to sacrifice to the Five Organs Temple, cooking is good, but there is a bit of a problem with the fire. In modern times, natural gas is used, and ignition is also a lighter.

The magpie ran in in a panic, "Oh no, Miss, the prince of Jin is sick, it's so scary, the imperial doctor can't do anything, what should I do, if the prince of Jin is ...... The young lady is going to be widowed, and the eldest lady is going to bully you even more. ”

"Sick and dead? What disease? "I haven't got the letter of resignation yet, if King Jin has braided his hair, she may have to be buried with her.

"Where is the main house? Take me to see it. Qing'er can't take care of her hungry stomach, as long as this man lives, she still has hope of freedom, otherwise it will not be a funeral, or the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha will spend her life, and it will be creepy to think about it.

Several imperial doctors took turns to fight, the people on the bed held their legs in pain with their hands, convulsions, the original turmeric face turned red and purple at this time, and the body was sweating profusely, and the imperial doctors shook their heads one after another.

Qing'er had already changed her outfit and came in with her skirt, and the imperial doctor was just about to salute, but Qing'er waved her hand, "Ladies and gentlemen, don't be polite." The Imperial Physicians stepped aside.

The magpie moved over the chair, she sat down, stretched out her hand to put her hand on Mo Zhuofeng's vein, her tone seemed to be a little nervous, but it seemed to be very calm, "The prince's symptoms are hot and cold when they occur, like countless small insects rushing in the body, itching and unbearable, the pain is incomparable, every time it attacks, the legs become more and more weak, when the prince is young, his legs can still barely walk." As the disease becomes severe, it becomes dependent on a wheelchair. She could determine the symptoms of the prince just by the pulse, and even knew that his legs were not completely useless, which made the imperial doctors present amazed.

Mo Bao was deeply moved, "Miss, the old slave has eyes and doesn't know Taishan, and he was offended before. ”

"You let the people in the house retreat, I want to treat the prince, and no outsiders are allowed to enter without my permission."

After about a cup of tea, Qing'er took out the silver needle, put down his trouser leg, and covered the quilt, although Mo Zhuofeng's face was a little pale, there was also a faint hint of ruddy. Mo Bao stepped forward, "Miss, the old slave thanked the prince for it." ”

"Well, the prince's eyes can't get wet, I will change his dressing regularly, and it will get better in seven days. As for the prince's leg, my technique can only temporarily relieve his pain, and if I want to cure it, I still need to study it carefully. ”

"Miss, the old slave is brave, what is the prince's illness?"

"Miao Jiang Gu poison." This is the benefit of reading ancient books in the past, although in modern times, many ancient diseases will not appear again, but out of curiosity, she will also find time to learn more knowledge.

"Gu poison? Could it be that the eyes of the prince are too? Mo Bao almost dropped his jaw in shock, Miao Jiang is so poisonous, he never thought that the little master he cared for to death had been eroded by those poisonous insects that could make people's scalp tingle when he thought about it.