"The little girl can't ask for it!" Feng Jiu raised his eyebrows, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles.

The eighth prince laughed heartily: "Let's go." ”

Nangong Chen and Feng Wu stopped doing it, and directly blocked the way of the Eighth Prince and Feng Jiu.

"Uncle Huang, you said that you should let me do this!" Nangong Chen was anxious, and glared at Feng Jiu angrily.

He finally won the Eighth Emperor Uncle, and he definitely couldn't let Feng Jiu ruin it.

Feng Wu said even more delicately: "Eighth Emperor Uncle, the prince has been running away for so long......"

"What this king has decided, I want you to agree!" The eighth prince, who was smiling, immediately pulled down his face, and his whole body was full of a harsh breath.

Nangong Chen and Feng Wu were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out, it was the first time they saw the Eighth Emperor Uncle turn his face.

Terrible, terrible!

Feng Wu stared at Feng Jiu who was still walking forward with a resentful face, blaming Feng Jiu!

The two of them were no longer tossing, and the guards of the Eighth Prince also followed.

"Feng Jiu!" Nangong Chen almost bit out the two words with his teeth.

"Brother Chen!" Feng Wu shouted delicately.

Only then did Nangong Chen retract his gaze and look at the beauty in his arms, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

How is this possible?

In order not to make Feng Wu suspicious, Nangong Chen gently pulled Feng Wu in the direction of the palace.

Along the way, Feng Jiu talked and laughed with the Eighth Prince, although he had only been in contact for a while, but the Eighth Prince's Father had already regarded Feng Jiu as his own person.

He sighed faintly, looking distressed: "Actually, the old man went to the herb shop to find medicine for his grandson!"

"Looking for medicine?" Feng Jiu was stunned for a moment, his eyes were very confused.

When did the eighth prince have a grandson?

Regarding Feng Jiu's doubts, the Eighth Prince smiled bitterly, and then said: "This king's grandson is the smartest person in the entire Tianyu Kingdom, but he can only be accompanied by a wheelchair since he was a child.

In the year he was born, his father died on the battlefield, his mother died in childbirth, and he couldn't stand on his legs.

He is my grandson, and those who know it persuade the old man to throw away this scourge!"

When it comes to sad places, even such a strong old man choked up.

Feng Jiu listened carefully, but he smelled the conspiracy in it, and couldn't help frowning: "Eighth Emperor Uncle, haven't you ever thought that this is a conspiracy?"

As soon as these words came out, not only did the Eighth Prince look at Feng Jiu with a surprised expression, but also the two guards behind him also glanced at each other in unison.

"Feng Jiu, it's okay if you say this to me, don't say it in front of outsiders!" The Eighth Prince's face was extremely serious.

Feng Jiu was slightly surprised, but then nodded.

A smart person like the Eighth Prince must know, but in order to keep his only grandson, he had to let this child disappear from everyone's sight.

"Uncle Eight Emperors, this is what you want to talk about. Feng Jiu blinked and playfully grabbed the arm of the Eighth Prince.

Uncle Eight Emperors, who had always been reluctant to get close to others, did not shake off Feng Jiu's arm, but nodded.

Maybe Feng Jiu had changed too much, which gave him a glimmer of hope in his heart.

The three gilded characters of the Xianwang Mansion shocked De Fengjiu's whole person.

This vigorous pen power and domineering aura made her feel a lot of pride.

"Girl, come in and see, it's your first time. "There is love in the eyes of the eighth prince, but there is more sourness.

Feng Jiu followed, looking around.

Marble floors, hollow rockeries, carved red windows, sandalwood incense tables, glazed painted screens, bamboo curtains, hollow carved rosewood tables and chairs.

Every place is comfortable and relaxing.

"Uncle Eight Emperors, you have a good place. After looking at it for a long time, Feng Jiu finally said this.

The eighth prince laughed, and the folds on his face were piled up.

Looking at the old prince's white temples, Feng Jiu sighed in his heart.

Along the way, the eighth prince was giving Feng Jiu the geographical location of the palace, and before they knew it, the two of them came to a purple bamboo forest.

The scenery here is very beautiful, and even people like Feng Jiu have calmed down.

When the two guards arrived, they stopped and stood guard at the door.

"Let's go, Qing'er is inside!" The eighth prince sighed slightly, and took the lead in walking into this quiet courtyard.

Feng Jiu followed the old prince into the courtyard.

His eyes were drawn to the boy in a wheelchair.

The young man has beautiful eyebrows, soft facial lines, and long sea-blue silky hair floating unrestrainedly behind him, hanging down until his feet are naked, like a fairy who has come out of a painting.

The most dazzling pair of eyes, amber eyes, make people like the owner of these eyes at a glance.

When the boy saw that his grandfather had brought a strange woman, he frowned slightly, but soon stretched out again.

Although it was only a blink of an eye, it was still captured by Feng Jiu.

If you ignore the boy's legs, he is definitely a shining star in the crowd.

Feng Jiu's gaze fell on the young man's legs, and he felt distressed for a moment.

"It's fine. The young man opened his thin lips, and the gentle words swept through his ears like a breeze.

A flash of joy flashed in Feng Jiu's eyes, and he trotted over and sat down beside the young man.

There was a book on the young man's body, and Feng Jiu glanced at it, looking surprised.

The book in the boy's hand was nothing but medicine.

She couldn't help but ask, "Can I watch it?"

This is the first time that someone has not paid attention to his legs, a gentle smile flashed in Nangong Qing's eyes, and he reached out and handed over the medical technique.

Feng Jiu smiled slightly, and when he took over the medical technique, his slender fingers touched the young man's fingers, which was so cold.

Flipping through the book, Feng Jiu frowned, this medical technique was too rough.

And the usage of many medicinal materials is wrong, she asked casually, "Do you like to study medicine?"

"That's right, studying medicine can cure diseases and save people, and can help more people in need!" the young Burmese laughed, his eyes full of longing.

Feng Jiu raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes, and then looked at his left hand.

She clicked on Sun Simiao's avatar and asked anxiously, "Medicine King, can you pass a medical book!"

Sun Simiao: There are immortals, there are medical books, but you need to change medicinal materials!

Feng Jiu hurriedly sent it: What medicinal herbs?

Sun Simiao: Last time, I wanted three copies of the medicinal materials!

Feng Jiu hurriedly made an OK gesture, and in less than a second, Sun Simiao sent a red envelope.

Feng Jiu hurriedly clicked on it.

"Congratulations on grabbing Sun Simiao's red envelope!"

Take it out or not!

Be!

Suddenly, a medical book appeared in Feng Jiu's hand.

This frightened Nangong Qing and the Eighth Prince, both of whom looked at Feng Jiu with wide eyes and shocked expressions.

Feng Jiu raised a smile in his eyes, and pushed the medical book in his hand towards the young man: "Give it to you." ”

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