Soul Chasing Gate, Thousand Shadow Building, Disha Pavilion, the three famous killer organizations on the rivers and lakes, could it be that one of them is the secret organization of Menglan Kingdom, is it Qianyinglou or Disha Pavilion?

"Chu Hanye, I want all the information about Menglan Kingdom, and also, where is the country of Menglan Kingdom?" Emperor Qingsu grabbed Chu Hanye's troublesome hand and asked solemnly.

"It's the current Moyun Capital. Susu, I'll have the Dark Soul send it to you tomorrow. Now that you know everything, you have to pay more attention to your own safety, you know? Chu Hanye looked nervously at Di Qingsu, who didn't care.

"I know, you also have to pay attention to safety, Chu Hanye." Di Qingsu suddenly exclaimed solemnly: "Thank you for your second life-saving grace, I ......"

Chu Hanye kissed back what she wanted to continue to say, he was willing, okay. All he wants is her, he doesn't want her thanks, she is willing to be his wife and his woman.

I'm afraid she is an alternative, a woman who is the only one who has a skin-to-skin relationship with a man but does not want to marry. Because I don't love, I won't be wronged in my life. He, when will he wait for her to nod?

"Susu, sleep. We have a lot of work ahead to do. Chu Hanye patted Di Qingsu's back and coaxed her to sleep.

Di Qingsu plunged into Chu Hanye's arms, free human pillows, heating equipment, no need to use in vain.

"Chu Hanye, don't take it as an example." A word came out of his arms, and Chu Hanye laughed to himself, next time, next time.

These days, Di Qingsu has been studying the information about Menglan Kingdom in the house, Chu Han is busy during the day, and he will come to report at night. No matter how Di Qingsu refused, he didn't reply. He was willing to make a bunk in the room, but helplessly, Di Qingsu had no choice but to follow him.

"Susu, I miss you." Chu Hanye tirelessly whispered in Di Qingsu's ear, he really missed her. The last thing he wants to do now is to have to get up every day to go to the morning court, and then he has to deal with a lot of things, so that he doesn't even have time to spend with her.

In this kind of busyness, the New Year has arrived, and Di Qingsu finally found time to go to the richest man in the capital, Loufu. For people with serious illnesses in the family, it doesn't matter if it doesn't last the New Year. is like the Prime Minister's Mansion, because his brother is not there, his father was ordered to go to the south for disaster relief and did not return, and his mother also shirked all entertainment, even Emperor Qing Youna also clearly refused. The Prime Minister's Office is closed.

"Divine Doctor...... An old man gave Di Qingsu a big gift. The old man spoke incoherently excitedly.

"The elderly don't have to be like this, they just take people's money and eliminate disasters for others. Please lead the way. Emperor Qing Su helped the old man and probed his pulse, and sure enough.

"Old man Lou Su, the divine doctor please." Lou Su was busy leading the way, passing through the corridors, arriving at a quiet and secluded place, pushing open the door, the incense in the house made people feel unreasonably happy.

Seeing the sleeping man on the bed, Di Qingsu did not come forward to treat him, but stood quietly in front of the bed.

Instead, Lan extinguished the incense from the nearby stove and opened the window.

Seeing that Di Qingsu didn't make any moves, Lou Su was anxious: "Divine doctor, isn't my son hopeless?" ”

"I still need to confirm Ling Lang's situation. Carry him to the table and sit down, take off his shirt, and light three more rounds of candles around him. ”

Lou Su immediately complied.

Lan opened the medicine box and took out a dagger and handed it to Di Qingsu, who quickly drew a cross on the man's heart, and the blood that flowed out was indeed purple.

"As a businessman, the richest man in the capital, the richest man in the world, it is inevitable to have enemies, but what kind of hatred actually harms the next generation. Lou Su, you should reflect. Di Qingsu threw the dagger into the potion to sterilize, and sat on the chair and let Lou Xian lie on the table naked.

"Please ask the divine doctor to make it clear." Lou Su filtered suspicious people in his heart.

"He is frail and sickly, lingering on the sickbed all the year round, and every time the moon is full at midnight, his body is twisted and circled, his five organs are displaced, every pore is like ten thousand ants devouring, and the blade is cutting, and he just wants to die to end this painful life. Your son is not sick, but he has been poisoned, a poison that can control people's minds but can keep him unconscious until the day when the oil runs out.

And that day I am afraid that you will also enter the loess, so whose hands will this great wealth fall into? ”

Emperor Qing Su was asking, and the empty department found out that the Disha Pavilion had a close relationship with the Lou family, and she didn't mind using this matter to provoke their relationship.

Money, everyone wants it, and his own Ice Dance Pavilion is also short of money.

"Divine doctor, please save Xian'er. The old body is such a lone seedling. Lou Su knelt down and pleaded.

"Dumiao? Do you know why you only have this one single seedling that is going to die? Di Qingsu threw another bomb, and Lou Su looked at her with tears in her eyes, could it be, could it be......

"Your son has been affected by a thousand accidents, and the incense in this house is the trigger for his seizure, and you have been given a drug, which is enough to make you have no life in this life." Emperor Qingsu cruelly uncovered the truth.

Presumably, it's not that Gu Xiaoyun can't be cured, but he doesn't want to get into trouble. What about the Hellish Pavilion? What happens if it's hunted down with all its might?

"I only ask that the divine doctor can treat Xian'er, and Lou Su is willing to obey the dispatch." Lou Su closed her eyes and swallowed tears of grief and despair.