Chapter Ninety-Four: Recruitment

"How can a wicker be so powerful?" Seeing that the guard's face was bloodless and his whole body was weak, Concubine Xian couldn't help but feel distressed.

Yu'er showed Xue Ji's bearing again: "He came back from the dead, and his soul was already weak, which is equivalent to living in this body, which is different from the living after all." And wicker, since ancient times, it is considered to be the magic weapon in the bottle of Buddhist Guanyin Dashi, which has the effect of driving away ghosts and warding off evil spirits. ”

"You know, why didn't you stop it? I still want Brother Zheng to suffer like this! Concubine Xian burst into tears uncontrollably.

"How can the great cause of revenge be wasted because of such suffering? I have worked so hard to resurrect him, not so that he can survive in this world. "Yukihime's words are as cold as knives.

"You ......" Concubine Xian forced down her anger.

"It's good that way, it's more conducive to our next step." Xue Ji is not salty or light.

"Imperial Doctor Hu, where is the guard sent last night?" Ah Qing's voice came, and the two hurriedly hidden.

Faded yesterday's cumbersome costumes, and today she looks extraordinarily light. still only wore a cyan palace dress and simple jewelry, which lined the whole person with clear water and hibiscus.

She stood lightly in front of Lin Zheng: "What's your name?" ”

Lin Zheng pretended to salute, took the opportunity to bow his head to hide his flickering eyes, and was unexpectedly stopped by Ah Qing, and said in a low voice: "Grass people...... The surname is Qin, and the single name is a compound character. ”

"Then I'll call you 'Xiao Qin' in the future." A-Qing grinned, and the smile made him slightly stunned.

"The grass people obey."

"Where's the injury?"

Lin Zheng deliberately covered his arm: "Xie Niangniang is compassionate, and the grass people are fine." As he spoke, his eyes were dizzy and he almost collapsed.

Ah Qing panicked: "Why did you get hurt like this?" And said it doesn't matter! Doctor Hu! Doctor Hu! ”

Imperial Doctor Hu arrived in a hurry, because the guards had a messy beard and hair all night, which was very funny.

"Where the hell was he hurt?"

"Back to Niangniang, this son's symptoms don't seem to be caused by external forces, but like a recurrence of a stubborn disease."

"Grass People...... The injury of the grass people was not caused by Niangniang, but the recurrence of the stubborn disease, coupled with the fact that Prince Yong forcibly ordered me to compete with Niangniang, disturbing the true qi in my body, and it was about to break out. ”

The guilt in her heart lightened, and she turned to pity: "Since you are injured, Prince Yong actually ordered you to fight, it is really inhumane!" ”

Lin Zheng's heart tingled, why could she still maintain such kindness, after going through so many things?

Is this God's pity for her, or is it cruelty to herself?

Countless days and nights of struggle, he hated his stealing life, but when he thought that she was still alive, and that there was still the last person left in this world who was connected to him, and they were of the same blood, he told himself that he could not die, no matter what. To live to see her.

But what she waited for was just her indifferent forgetfulness and the joke of fate.

Should we rejoice or should we hate it?

He couldn't bear it.

Ah Qing thought that he had poked his sore spot, and hurriedly comforted: "Good birds choose trees to perch, according to the palace, Prince Yong may not be a virtuous lord." If you leave the palace at this time, you will definitely be rebuked by him. Since you were injured because of this palace, this palace is really sad in my heart

How about you stay in the palace and be loyal to the palace from now on? ”

Her face was familiar and unfamiliar, Lin Zheng was inexplicably a little sad, but there was still no wave on her face, she only pushed the boat down the river and agreed to come down.

"Niangniang, in the harem, except for Your Majesty and internal officials, courtiers and relatives cannot serve." Silo reminded.

"How can the national teacher be?" She asked without thinking.

"The national teacher is a cultivator, and he doesn't have so many scruples, so he is not among them."

This is a difficult problem, unless you can ask the moving monarch to open a golden mouth, give Xiao Qin a position, and let him stay in the palace justifiably.

How is this good?