In fact, it was not only the imperial doctor who came, but also Xu Kejian, the general of the facial features, and was greatly relieved to see that Ji Chengche was safe and sound despite some injuries.

The next thing was since Guan Yingwu and others negotiated with Xu Kejian, and Ji Chengche didn't bother to dwell on those trivial things, and after treating the leg wound for a while, he closed the door and meditated to heal.

About the time when the sky was light, Shanglin Yuan, which had been noisy for most of the night, finally quieted down.

Ji Chengche woke up and put on her clothes and stayed, and habitually shouted "Wang Rou", only to remember that she was injured in that fierce battle yesterday and is now recuperating herself.

Ji Chengqing shook his head, since when did he get used to having someone prepare water early and serve him to wash and dress.

All of a sudden, it was gone, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside, and a voice sounded from Ma Zhu'er: "Your Highness, Miss Wang is still healing, what do you command?"

"It's nothing, what's the situation with Wang Rou?" Ji Chengche was also embarrassed to bother Ma Zhu'er to serve him, so he asked casually.

Ma Zhu'er pushed the door in and said, "Miss Wang's injuries are fine, and she will be able to heal after a few days of rest." ”

Ji Chengche nodded and said, "I'll go see her." ”

He walked out of the room, and Ma Zhu'er wanted to speak and stopped: "Your Highness, Miss Wang's cultivation seems to be ...... Very good. ”

Ji Chengche smiled and said, "What's wrong with the people around me?" Aunt Ma, weren't you also a powerful man back then, and you could put down a large piece with a wave of your sleeves?"

Ma Gong'er heard Ji Chengche mention the scenery of his year, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said happily: "That's right." ”

The two came to Wang Rou's door as they spoke, Ji Chengche entered the house alone, and Ma Zhu'er was guarding outside.

Wang Rou sat cross-legged on the bed alone, wearing a simple plain white long brocade robe, the dark green silk thread embroidered exquisite flower branches on the fabric, the pink and white silk thread traced a budding begonia, extending from the skirt to the waist, a green wide belt tightened the thin waist, and the figure looked slender and straight, draped in a light purple open gauze coat, revealing a beautiful neck and clearly visible collarbone, a faint black corset can wrap the plump **** , but there is still infinite spring coming out.

Ji Chengche stood in the door, his gaze unconsciously fixed on Wang Rouxue's moonlit and graceful figure.

The Wang Rou he has seen all along, whether she is dressed in black and covered with a light veil, or she is charming and arrogant in red, she is as cold as ice and does not smile. Beauty is beautiful, but how can it be as graceful as the lead in front of you, and the graceful style is scorching like a flower?

For the first time, Ji Chengche found that the original four words "beautiful and delicious" really had a unique flavor.

Wang Rou's beauty is like the white snow of the Northern Wilderness Ice Field, wrapped in a charming and mysterious charm under the cold, like the aurora flowing like the stars in the night, which makes people can't help but hold their breath and can't speak.

Wang Rou noticed something strange in the room and slowly opened her eyes, her eyes had the distinctive characteristics of the dragon clan, as crystal deep as amber, looking at Ji Cheng, who was slightly distracted, and was slightly surprised.

"I'll take a look at you, how are you recovering?"

Ji Chengqing knew that he was out of shape, and he hesitated to pull a chair and sit down in front of the bed, his eyes inadvertently brushed, but he saw Wang Rou take off her shoes and socks, revealing a pair of flawless slender feet carved with ice and snow.

After all, she is a girl of a fancy age, don't look at Wang Rouping, she doesn't wear powder, but her snowy feet are dyed with a layer of purple flower oil, which is a little tempting in the enchantment.

Wang Rou blushed, quietly hid her feet under the curled calves, stroked her shirt to cover the scenery under her skirt and said, "Thank you, master." ”

The room was silent for a while, and Ji Chengche was stunned to find that he didn't know what to say to Wang Rou all of a sudden?

He coughed and said, "What about you...... Rest well, and don't follow me around these days. ”

Wang Rou's eyes flashed, and she blurted out, "Don't you ask me why I want to hide my cultivation, aren't you worried that I will be bad for you?"

"Look at your Azure Eyebrow Shadow, what else do you not understand?"

Ji Chengqing slowly returned to normal, and said: "If you really want to be unfavorable to me, there is a chance to travel 100,000 miles from the Northern Wilderness to Tiandu City." ”

"What's more," he paused to stare at Wang Rou's delicate face, no longer deliberately avoiding her inquiring gaze, and said slowly: "You don't hesitate to expose your cultivation to save me, why should I be suspicious of such a friend?"

Wang Rou's body trembled, avoiding Ji Cheng's gaze, and said in a low voice: "I am your slave, as it should be." ”

Ji Cheng said with a clear chin: "Then be obedient and take care of your injuries first." ”

After speaking, he got up and walked out of the house without waiting for Wang Rou to respond, and gently closed the door.

Wang Rou watched Ji's clear back disappear little by little, behind the closed door page, the morning light outside the window was also blocked by the door, and the room became dark again.

She sighed softly and sat quietly in the darkness, looking down at her pink feet thoughtfully.

Outside the door, Ji Chengqing also sighed softly. Leng Buding heard Ma Zhu'er ask in surprise: "Your Highness, why are you blushing, can't it be that the fire poison of the birdman who was hit by the vicissitudes of life last night has not subsided, right?"

Ji Chengche was stunned for a moment, and said embarrassedly: "I didn't ...... thing. ”

Ma Zhu'er muttered, "No, why didn't I notice that you still had fire poison left?"

Ji Chengche said angrily: "Aunt Ma, I'm hungry, can you help say hello and hurry up to eat?"

Ma Zhu'er turned around and went straight to the kitchen, shouting, "Yo, I forgot everything." Hey, these things are arranged by Miss Wang on weekdays, and she is all messed up when she is injured. ”

Wang Rou could hear it clearly in the room, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but escape a pair of looming pear vortices.

Ji Chengqing fled the courtyard in embarrassment and turned to the vicissitudes of life.

Bu Vicissitudes was seriously injured, his chest and back were covered with ointment and bandaged, and the whole person was lying on the bed like a white zongzi.

Ji Chengqing came to the bed quietly, and saw that Bu Cangsang was sleeping, and his breathing was short and heavy.

Ji Chengche stretched out his hand to clasp Bu Cangsang's pulse, wanting to see the injury in his body.

The vicissitudes of life were extremely vigilant, and in his sleep, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the five fingers of his right hand burst out like a knife, almost instinctively cutting towards Ji's clear pulse.

Ji Cheng was taken aback, and his five fingers stretched the edge of his palm.

The two of them exchanged three moves in a row in the blink of an eye, and only then did they see clearly that the person in front of them was Ji Chengqing, and they suddenly stared at each other.

Ji Chengche blinked and smiled: "It's amazing, I actually lifted all the prohibitions on my body." ”

"Your Highness?" Bu Vicissitudes' body slowly relaxed, watching Ji Chengche put his fingers on his pulse.

Ji Chengche used the technique of inner vision, and his true qi wandered between the vicissitudes of life, and in a moment, he noticed a strange heat flow faintly rolling like magma in his heart. If it weren't for the profound skills of the vicissitudes of life, he would have been burned to the point that his blood would have dried up, and the lights would have been extinguished.

"It's the Witch Clan's Worry-Free Divine Fire. "Ji Chengqing is familiar with 100,000 witch classics, and he knows all kinds of magic skills of the witch clan well.

He recalled it carefully and said, "I'll write a recipe later, and let people grab the medicine and come back and boil it." Taking one patch in the morning and one in the evening can reduce symptoms. Pity...... There are a few medicinal herbs that may not be available in Tiandu City, and the medicinal effect is inevitably greatly reduced. Well, I'm going to the Heavenly Dao Palace in two days, maybe I can ask those old Taoist priests for some. ”

The look of surprise on Bu Cangsang's face became worse, and he couldn't help but say, "You really want to treat me?"

Ji Chengche nodded and smiled: "If it is other fire poisons, I may have to go through a lot of trouble." Is the witch clan's worry-free divine fire...... You just have to follow the method I said, and you will be cured in half a month. ”

Bu Cangsang's eyes widened in disbelief, looking Ji Chengqing up and down. In order to cure the worry-free fire poison, he has traveled almost all over the Metaverse Continent to seek medical treatment over the years, but he has always been disappointed. Unexpectedly, today's 16-year-old boy said that he could cure the disease within a year!

Of course, he didn't know that the solution to this worry-free divine fire was described in great detail in the "Ten Explanations of Divine Fire" left by the witch saint Tang Yu.

When Tang Yu went to the Northern Wilderness to find the fate of the legendary sage, he almost caused this classic to be lost. Even if Tang Xue later got Ji Chengche dictated and rearranged the 100,000 witch classics, it is still the supreme secret book of the witch cult, and only a few people can master and read it.

Suddenly, a cold and pure dragon breath penetrated from Ji Cheng's fingertips into Bu Vicissitudes' body.

Bu Cangsang suddenly felt cool all over the body, as if drinking a big bowl of iced sour plum soup in the scorching heat of the red sun, the fire poison of the five internal organs subsided greatly, and a cool meaning penetrated the bottom of the heart.

"Is this the Frost Dragon's Breath?" he asked, surprised and delighted.

Ji Chengche nodded and said, "This can get twice the result with half the effort, and it can help you completely remove the fire poison in your body." ”

Bu Cangsang's heart was greatly moved, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he said: "Your Highness, you yourself have a wound ......."

Ji Chengche let go of Bu Vicissitudes of his right wrist and said, "In the future, I will help you heal once a day, and after half a month, it should be effective." ”

He walked to the window, wrote two prescriptions with a pen and a pen, and after gently drying them, he handed one of them to Bu Cangsang and said: "This is the method of treatment, you might as well do it a few more times if you have nothing to do on weekdays." ”

Step vicissitudes of life, take it, and put it in your hand, as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Seeing this, Ji Cheng chuckled and said, "Can you promise me one thing?"

Bu Vicissitudes perked up and said, "Your Highness, please speak!"

He didn't want to owe favors all his life, just because Slaying the Dragon had helped him refine the purple dragon tongue medicinal wine, so he didn't hesitate to make a promise to assassinate Ji Chengche. Now I owe this young man a great kindness, and I don't know how to repay it.

Ji Chengche smiled and said, "After you recover from your injuries, you can't come to kill me again." ”

Bu Cangsang was stunned, couldn't help laughing, and said, "Then how about I invite you to drink?"

Ji Cheng said yes, pushed open the door and thought about it, then turned around and said, "Forget about the medicinal wine." ”

Bu Vicissitudes laughed out loud and completely relaxed.

Ji Chengche handed the prescription to the hemp pole waiting outside the door, and ordered: "Immediately ask Mr. Dou to find the imperial doctor to grab the medicine according to the prescription." ”

Ma Zhu'er replied and said, "Your Highness, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat breakfast for the time being." ”

"Why, the rice is burning?"

"The rice is not mushy, and the kitchen is not on fire, it is Lin Zongtang who is here. ”

Ji Chengche smiled bitterly, knowing that Lin Zongtang should be the representative of his father to investigate last night's incident.

He thought about it and said, "Let's let the kitchen get a few more delicate snacks and side dishes, and I'll invite Lord Lin to breakfast." (83 Chinese Net.)