Chapter Ninety-Three: The Son Desires the Emperor's Favor
was carried straight into the inner room by Ling Jun in front of many elders, and Liu's light face suddenly turned red into the palace wall.
This wrongdoer, she doesn't want to lose face, that's it, this is to lose her face!
Listening to what he meant before, she still needs to live in this mountain for a "while" in order to get a new identity and go to the land of tigers and wolves in Yanjing with him......
"You disciple, let me go!"
Seeing that Ling Jun's face was cold and hard, and he treated everyone outside as radish and cabbage, Liu Qingxin was so angry that he made a fist and slapped him on the shoulder.
She was reluctant to slap Ling Jun, so this time, she just expressed her protest, and she didn't exert too much effort, so that when she looked at it, it was more like flirting with Ling Jun than giving him "punishment" and blame.
"Don't let go."
If it were a different place, Ling Jun would definitely "do what he is told", but this time, he didn't.
"Your feet are swollen like this, and you dare to do it, do you want to become a cripple!"
Ling Jun's voice was filled with strong anger, and even the few elders of the Heavenly Gate who were still in the main hall of the room and were accustomed to seeing the "great world" were shocked by him and instinctively shrank for a moment.
Liu Qingxin was busy for several hours in order to diagnose the pulse of those who were insane, and he was busy for several hours when the ankle sprain had not healed.
Although, they called her "Madame" and regarded her as "one of their own", as far as the facts were concerned, she was not obligated to do so to this extent for those who had gone insane.
After all, they have all been crazy for so long, and they have been locked up for so long, even if they are a few days late, they will not ...... Perhaps, there will be one or two who will die of inflammation caused by skin ulcers, but even if there is, it can't be regarded as a dereliction of duty on her part, not a medical officer of the Heavenly Gate......
"Madame should be tired, why don't we retire first?"
Gu Tang is a well-known medical idiot in the Heavenly Gate.
It is rumored that when he was a teenager, in order to study people's muscles and bones, he squatted in the mass grave all the year round, and forced the wolves who foraged in the mass grave to have to move because they were hungry, and "changed" to the forest to hunt wild animals to make a living.
How could a medical idiot like him let go of the opportunity to seek advice from someone who was skilled in medicine?
And to seek advice from others, the most important thing is to know how to advance and retreat, at least, to leave a good impression on the person you are about to ask for advice.
"Ah, yes, it's not too early, let's hurry up and boil the medicine, and take care of the people!"
"Those children, who have never studied medicine, have no numbers under their hands!"
was "reminded" by Gu Tang, and everyone present was busy borrowing the donkey from the slope.
As the saying goes, a little don't win a newlywed.
This little couple hasn't seen each other for more than half a month, and this is on the eve of the wedding, in danger, naturally there are a lot of private things to say.
Their group of old men who have no eyesight have been stalking people for a few hours, and at this time, the people who should be treated have finished the diagnosis and have not left, but it is a little too unpleasant.
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Yanjing, the mansion of the Duke of Wei.
Hearing a report that the wedding car of the three princesses was robbed, and Emperor Longqing ordered to chase the murderer, Xu Weikang, who was leaning on the couch and reading, turned pale in an instant.
He swallowed softly, and seemingly calmly put down the book in his hand, which had been crumpled by him by instinct, and turned his gaze to the little guy who looked like he had reported.
"Go and ask my father."
"Tell him I have something important to ask him about."
Xu Weikang's voice carried a palpitating coldness.
It seems that the cold of the whole winter has been condensed together, and all the people who are close to him are frozen into ice lumps.
"Yes, yes, young master."
This little guy has been following Xu Weikang for many years.
From the time he was still the young hero who was praised as the hope of the revival of the Duke of Wei, he witnessed his fall for several years, and now, he plans to return to martial arts.
He had only seen Xu Weikang show such a look twice.
Once, at this time.
Another time, when he learned that he had been tricked, he hurriedly rushed back to the Wei Mansion from outside Yanjing City to save his sweetheart, but saw that the person had disappeared.
Such Xu Weikang must not be provoked, otherwise, his head will fall to the ground, and he will ...... It will become the fate of the two young masters who participated in the conspiracy and planned to defile their young master's sweetheart, who were cut off their hands and feet, cut off their tongues, and soaked in pickle jars......
Hearing that Xu Weikang wanted to see him, Xu Bangrui, the Duke of Wei, who didn't know what was going on, trotted all the way to his yard.
Since Yu Deshuixuan came back, Xu Weikang has been concentrating on studying, and told him that he plans to regain martial arts, let him help prepare weapons and horses, and when his arms can be strengthened, he will start drilling.
Therefore, in his mind, Xu Weikang thought of some new needs and wanted to tell him.
"Kang'er, are you looking for a father?"
Walking into Xu Weikang's room with his front foot, Xu Bangrui, the Duke of Wei, felt the cold to the bone.
His body stiffened for a moment, and he looked at Xu Weikang, who was standing next to the incense burner, slowly rubbing the handle of the incense burner with his uninjured hand.
This kind of Xu Weikang exudes a familiarity that makes him unfamiliar.
It's like, many years ago, there was a witness.
"Was my father involved in this?"
Xu Weikang didn't look back.
His voice seemed to be a little colder than before.
"What?"
Xu Bangrui, the Duke of Wei, was stunned by Xu Weikang's inexplicable attitude.
He unconsciously wrinkled his eyebrows, thought about the things he had handled in the past few days, and felt that he really didn't do anything, and he might have made Xu Weikang so angry, so he slowly walked towards him again.
"Her wedding car was hijacked."
"She's missing."
Xu Weikang slowly turned around and looked at his father, seeing that the shock in the other party's eyes, not anything else, was a little bit of anger.
"Your Majesty has issued an order to chase the murderer, father, can you go to Your Majesty and ask for a favor for your son?"
When he said this, Xu Weikang's voice already carried a little pleading.
He knew that it was not easy to ask Emperor Longqing for this "favor".
Today's third prince Zhu Lingjun is as powerful as the sky, and there are countless people who want to take this opportunity to make friends with him.
The Duke of Wei's Mansion, although it still occupies the title of the Duke of Wei, but it is just, there is still a good name left, and there is not much real power in his hands, if Xu Bangrui, the Duke of Wei, wants to help him ask for this grace, I am afraid that he really needs to go all out, and even, use some, he didn't want to expose the relationship and strength in front of people to do it.