Uncle Mu, the old housekeeper, lit a dozen candles at once, thought about it, reached out and picked up a silver needle to prick his finger, and dripped blood on the other side of the silk handkerchief.

The two drops of blood were bewitching under the illumination of the candle flame, and King Kang's blood-red blood was slightly purple and black, while Uncle Mu's normal bright red

"Yes, yes, I believe that the prince's body will be healed in two months, which is gratifying." Duanmu Jingxuan nodded again and again, he was really happy for the prince.

Uncle Mu smiled so much that he couldn't see his eyes, thinking that he must reward the benefactor who cured his master's cold poison with a lot of money.

Le Zhengzi's handsome face smiled starryly, and it was fake to say that he was unhappy.

It's just that the perennial cold poison has been tortured, and the joy and anger have long been gone. "Hmmm! The king does not want any third party to know about this matter, and other matters continue as usual. …

Uncle Mu and Duanmu Jingxuan both nodded. Both of the Seven Princes and Brothers were poisoned, one died soon, and the other was blind, but even so, they still couldn't escape the endless assassinations.

The Seven Princes can completely remove the toxins, but they must not let others know, otherwise......

"Uncle Mu, you always bring the Luan flute, incense, golden threads, and the deed of purchase for the four of you, and then bring Songsheng's." Le Zhengzi was thinking about how to send people to protect the little girl without a trace.

The candlelight of the Wind Shadow Building flickered in the middle of the night, and the sleeping landlord Hua Yudrunk was dug out of the warm quilt by Jin Se, and he was so angry that he scolded.

"Bastard Jinse, if you don't wake up Ye for a valid reason, you will die tonight." He hates people the most in his life, and he has a way to spare people's dreams in the middle of the night, and he has a way to deal with your black master, can't he cure you a secret guard?

A ghostly black shadow snuggled diagonally beside the table, looking like a dead man, lazily speaking!" The Lord asked you to find out the third lady of the fourth military department, Feng Chenzhao, the third lady of the concubine, and the information is not small, and you must see it before dawn. After saying that, he sat on the chair, and it looked like he couldn't get anything and didn't leave.

Hua Yu was so drunk that she gritted her teeth: "Okay! Jin Se, is your master too idle, just go to check on a little concubine, and you are still burning your ass, it is better to have a valid reason, otherwise don't blame the master for turning his face!"

Hua Yu under the candlelight was drunk and scolded while dressing quickly, and after a few breaths, a handsome young man appeared in the secret room and ordered to quickly check Miss Fengsan's information.

The prince in King Kang's mansion was in a happy mood, and he was completely sleepy, playing with the silver dark pattern painting thermos cup from Feng Feiyang's house. The corners of her lips are flying, you can imagine, if the little girl finds that there are no things left in her attic, will she jump to her feet and scold?

I hope that Jin Se will do things neatly and send the golden ticket on time.

In the hall of King Kang's Mansion, five black-clothed people knelt on one knee and listened to their master's lecture.

They have been taken in and taught by their masters since they were children, and obedience is the only choice, and they each go straight to their destination with a deed of sale, whether they want to or not!

Tonight's Shangdu is destined to be extraordinary, like black shadows shuttling in the shadows in the night of water, each carrying out the work of not seeing the light.

The deep blue full moon gradually sets, signaling the darkness before dawn.

The willow courtyard is shrouded in a quiet night, and the big weeping willow in the courtyard not only beautifies the dilapidated courtyard, but also hides some unknown secrets.

In Fengfu Water Lotus House, Mrs. Hang and Mother Du, the nurse, were anxiously waiting for news from the secret guard.

"Nurse, you said that these two sluts are as hard as swords? After three years of food and wages, you haven't died?" Mrs. Hang, who is in her thirties, is enchanting and beautiful, her bright peach blossom eyes have turned blood-red due to staying up late and being anxious, and her eyes are shining with a terrifying light, which makes the nurse tremble for a while.

"Madam and relieved, this cheap mother and daughter are not afraid, the most important thing at the moment is to quickly invite the eldest lady of the Divine Doctor Villa, the slave is afraid that the eldest lady will not last long!"

Mrs. Hang's nurse, Du's mother in her fifties, looked sad, as if the person lying on the bed was her daughter, and her face was full of pain.

"Alas! The lord has sent someone to invite Miss Duanmu with a lot of money, I don't know if Mrs. ----? Hang is beating a drum in her heart, I don't know if this eldest lady with a strange temper can be invited?