Qi Lang's heart moved when he heard this: This old fox has shown its tail, it seems that he really plans to do it.

Because the six-mouthed little doctor in Lujia Town has always been willing to show his merits, he always chatters endlessly, and it is under Lu Huan's forcible indoctrination that even those barbarian soldiers now have a considerable degree of understanding of the traditional diagnosis and treatment methods of Middle Earth, not to mention Qi Lang.

King Mihuan's cough, shortness of breath, and lack of breath when he speaks, judging from the symptoms alone, should be a manifestation of physical weakness as Ji Tai said. However, it is very important to recuperate patients with physical weakness, especially strong supplements such as ginseng, if you take it, it is more likely to aggravate the condition. There is another term, which Lu Huan once specially emphasized, called void without supplementation. If a practitioner commits this problem, it can delay the patient's condition at least or kill him due to injuries to his internal organs.

At present, Ji Tai took the responsibility of a doctor on his own initiative, and also sent ginseng tonic with malicious intentions, isn't this intention obvious enough? Qi Lang couldn't stay any longer, and saw that no one was paying attention to the left and right, and he and Ao Wu silently climbed the beam under the eaves along the pillars of the cloister, and looked in through the opening of the air window above.

Under the bright candle, the two kings sat in front of the chessboard and fought fiercely. Compared with the first meeting four years ago, King Mi Huan's face is more clear, there is a lot of gray hair between his temples, and although his eyes are still indifferent with a little majesty, Qi Lang can also see a strong melancholy in it. The one sitting opposite King Mihuan who was shouting was the emperor Ji Tai of Dongyi. He was in his mid-fifties, with broad shoulders, a large face, high cheekbones, a flat nose, thick eyebrows and small eyes, and a curly beard around his chin...... In addition to the fact that his face is almost white, these physical characteristics of Ji Tai do not exist at all in Ji Muqi. Don't waste your brains, they don't have any blood relationship at all!

"Hey, hey, okay! No regrets, no regrets!" At this time, Ji Tai seemed to have caught a missed move by King Mi Huan, and instantly formed a situation where the army was pressing, and won the game with three strokes and five divisions, and even raised his eyebrows in the sky, and quickly set up the chess formation, while provoking with words, "Who is bragging, who is bragging?" You old guy, always look at people with old eyes, this time you have seen it, now your brother Ji is no longer the fool leader who always causes trouble, I have a strategy. You just wait to see the show, and after two months, I promise to relieve all your worries. ”

King Mihuan wiped his chest, but he didn't answer, he didn't even raise his eyelids, he just stared at the soldiers on the chessboard who went deep into the hinterland of his side, and fell into a long test for a while.

"Hurry up, ......hurry up," Ji Tai knocked on the chessboard impatiently, urging, "Chess is not face-to-face, and it is useless to stare there, but dare not move." ”

King Mihuan smiled and made a very clever mistake. As expected, Ji Tai's offensive drove straight again, and in just ten minutes, he turned the original backward situation into a draw, and he was so excited that he clapped his hands vigorously, as if he had just won this gorgeous palace.

It took Ji Tai to notice that the hot ginseng chicken soup had already been served, and it was placed on the mahogany square table next to the chess table.

"Drink!" he picked up the small porcelain cup, slapped it in front of King Mihuan, and said in a commanding tone, "If you dare not drink, I will pinch your nose and pour it for you!"

Qi Lang secretly gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, and Ao Wu also looked around with round eyes, seeing that the posture should be observing the terrain and landforms, looking for the best breakthrough.

At this moment, King Mi Huan suddenly smiled faintly: "It seems that you really want me to get better, Brother Ji." He raised the soup cup and took a sip, reached out and wiped the corners of his mouth, and continued to say in a teasing tone: "Actually, you should have died of illness with me, if that is the case, my Mingyu Kingdom can be assigned to your Dongyi Empire as a matter of course." ”

Ji Tai's face tightened without saying a word, and his small eyes almost narrowed into a slit, but from the occasional peek of the whites of his eyes, it could be guessed that he should be staring straight at King Mihuan.

Several palace maids who were carefully waiting on the side held their breath and lowered their heads one after another. Strangely, however, they did not show any expressions of horror, as if they had long been accustomed to such scenes.

Suddenly, Ji Tai laughed hahaha: "This old bastard, if you don't squeeze me a few times a day, I see that you are uncomfortable." Sooner or later, your Mingyu Kingdom will change to my family name, so why should I be in a hurry? Drink quickly, I don't have time to accompany you here, your brother and sister are about to get impatient to wait. ”

King Mihuan smiled and drank the chicken soup, but his mouth still did not let go of the opponent: "The interest of my brother and sister is no longer in you, you still have no restraint in your braggart problem, and you can't make a swollen face in front of me." ”

Ji Tai raised his hand and pointed at King Mihuan, but he was speechless for a while, unable to think of any powerful words to fight back, and finally had to stop talking: "Rest early." I've already arranged that matter, if the big thing is successful, you have to take credit for me, but I hope that you won't break your word, brother, I will divide your country. ”

With a satisfied smile, Ji Tai withdrew with a large group of people, including the eight guards at the door and the secret sentry in the rockery, all of which withdrew, as if the person living in this palace was just a normal person with an ordinary identity, and he didn't need to be given any additional protection.

But King Mihuan didn't seem to feel any sense of loss, he just sat at the table and coughed for a while, as if hesitating to serve himself another bowl of the hot ginseng chicken soup. And just when the maids came up and wanted to do it for him, he finally waved his hand, gave up the slow suicide of self-destruction, and instead ordered several maids to withdraw from the palace, and sat alone under the lamp, looking thoughtfully at the endgame on the chess table.

This is a great time for a private meeting. In order to be on the safe side, Qi Lang maximized his keen perception ability, and at the same time secretly instructed Igru to carefully observe the surrounding situation, and after finally being sure that there was no watcher hiding in the shadows, he gestured to Ou Wu to wait for a while, kicked his feet, and jumped in through the half-open ventilation window.

Although King Mihuan was sick and weak, his alertness was not affected, and he suddenly noticed a black shadow flying down in the sky, and asked in a low voice: "Who?" He retreated, as if he wanted to retreat to the head of the bed, and pulled out the three-foot Qingfeng erected in the niche to defend against the enemy. It's a pity that his feet are soft and his speed is too slow, if Qi Lang is really an assassin, King Mihuan has nine lives, and I'm afraid he will also be killed.

"Your Majesty, I'm Qi Lang!" Qi Lang shouted in a low voice, and at the same time stood in front of the candle flame so that King Mihuan could see his appearance clearly.

"It's so soon, I thought it would take three or five days. King Mi Huan held on to the wooden chair beside him and gasped twice, looking at that appearance, he should not be surprised by Qi Lang's arrival, it is estimated that he had already communicated with Princess Mi Rong in private, "Please take a seat, King Zonghao." ”

Qi Lang was very uncomfortable with the title of "King of Zonghao", but he didn't have time to say more at this moment, just bowed slightly to King Mihuan, turned around and withdrew to the gate: "I still have a partner outside......

King Mi Huan thought that he had just moved too violently, and he coughed so much that he couldn't speak, but he just nodded to Qi Lang, and he slowly touched the half cup of ginseng chicken soup.

Qi Lang had just beckoned Ao Wu to jump into the door, and when he suddenly looked up and saw this scene, he hurriedly stepped over and dissuaded him, saying, "No, Your Majesty!"

King Mihuan looked at Qi Lang in surprise: "What, have you seen who poisoned it?"

Qi Lang shook his head: "I didn't see the poisoning, but this is ginseng soup, it is a big supplement, you are too weak now, I have heard a saying, it is called deficiency is not replenished, I guess this is the way that the wicked person harms you!"

"Oh, the void is not remedied...... King Mihuan laughed and coughed again, "You underestimate Dongyi Xueshen too much, Your Highness Qi Lang, you also underestimate that Ji Tai." ”

"Please call me Qi Lang, I don't like to hear the word Your Highness. Qi Lang conveyed his opinion on the salutation, and stepped forward to help King Mihuan pat him on the back, "What do you say is wrong with this snow ginseng?"

King Mi Huan took two long breaths, and finally calmed down: "If this chicken soup is put in ordinary ginseng, he intends to kill me, and if it is Dongyi snow ginseng, he needs me to live well." Because this Dongyi snow ginseng grows from extremely cold places, although the strength of heat tonic is stronger, the momentum of the effect penetrating into the body is slow and soft, which is very beneficial for my lung disease. ”

"Yes...... Qi Lang couldn't figure it out for a while, "Then, do you mean it...... Does he really want to help you?"

King Mihuan smiled faintly: "Help me? He just didn't want me to die like this. He needs me to live longer, long enough to put the royal power in his hands with his eyes open, because if he wants to truly replace me, he must not leave any truth to the people, otherwise this vast land will never belong to him. ”

Qi Lang frowned and pondered carefully, as if this was indeed the case. As far as the current situation is concerned, the people of the Mingyu Kingdom are not only not grateful to the Dongyi people who rushed to help, but the accusation of taking advantage of the danger of others is secretly dominant. In order to make their reign more secure in the future, they do need to work the surface.

It seems that these kings of a country are not given in vain, every move hides a deep intention, Qi Lang suddenly found that he still has a lot to learn, but the current situation is not difficult to meet that demand, he, a beginner who has not yet started, seems to have been pulled into this life-and-death struggle without seeing the sword and sword.