After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

"Or help me ask that brother Ah Zhuo?"

The little maid showed fear and did not dare to answer the words rashly.

After all, these two people that Su Jiu'er was talking about were not something little maids like them could talk about.

Su Jiu'er approached her treacherously, "Don't be so scared."

"Your master, you should be a big shot in the southern country, right?"

The little servant girl hurriedly shook her head, "Miss, let's eat, I don't know."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Su Jiu'er felt a little bored, opened the food box, and inside was still the regular two meat, one vegetable and one soup, which treated her fairly well.

Of course, a month ago, Su Jiu'er was thrown into the carriage with her hands and feet tied, and her followers fed her food and water.

However, the May month in Yan State was extremely hot, and in addition to their long journey, the silver-haired middle-aged man was severely dehydrated and fell into a faint on the way.

The situation was urgent, and the doctor could not be found in a short time, so A Zhuo thought of Su Jiu'er.

In this way, Su Jiuer was brought to the middle-aged man by A Zhuo. She stabilized the man's situation with a silver needle, and wrote a prescription for A Zhuo to grab the medicine.

After taking two prescriptions of medicine, the middle-aged man began to improve.

Since then, the ropes on Su Jiu'er's hands and feet were untied. Not only that, A Zhuo was also ordered to split the iron chains on Su Jiu'er's hands and feet with a single knife.

Su Jiuer was very excited about this, and said thank you to A Zhuo several times, and after seeing A Zhuo, she always called A Zhuo brother very kindly.

And A Zhuo, a rough guy, always keeps a straight face when facing Su Jiu'er's sweet smile.

Fortunately, his skin is dark, otherwise Su Jiu'er would have seen his red ears.

Su Jiu'er knew that the middle-aged man brought her back to the southern country must be related to medical treatment.

She is self-aware, in this southern country where she is not familiar with, except for her medical skills, she has no other use value at all.

But, who is the person to be ruled?

at last.

As night falls, the sky is full of stars.

The little maid in the daytime knocked on Su Jiuer's door again, and made a gesture of invitation to her. "Miss Su, please get on the carriage."

Su Jiu'er smiled, "I thought your master had forgotten me."

Walking out of the house, I saw two carriages parked outside.

Under the moonlight, A Zhuo was wearing a big knife, holding the handle of the knife, with a stern face, standing beside the big carriage like a hill.

Needless to say, he also knew that the silver-haired middle-aged man was sitting in the carriage.

Su Jiu'er tilted her head and smiled at A Zhuo, as a greeting.

But the rough man didn't change his expression, he was unmoved, he just rubbed his fingers holding the handle of the knife uncomfortably.

The little maid raised the curtain to send Su Jiu'er into the car, and took advantage of the moonlight to drive away slowly.

Who is it that you can only meet at night?

Or is it only available at night?

When the carriage stopped, the little maid helped Su Jiu'er out of the carriage, and Su Jiuer saw the middle-aged man get out of the carriage as well.

Looking up again, I saw a golden palace gate in front of me, with a majestic and dignified appearance, and there was a solemn and solemn atmosphere everywhere.

Yes. The palace.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look at Su Jiu'er, and saw that her expression was calm and undisturbed, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

It's strange.

She didn't look surprised.

"Come in with me."

He raised his voice and signaled Su Jiu'er to follow his footsteps and not to wander around.

A Zhuo and Su Jiu'er walked side by side behind the middle-aged man. The palace road was long and silent.

The man suddenly said, "Your mind is calm."

"If you can cure him tonight, I can grant you a request."

"Didn't you say that you were separated from your family and captured as a slave? At that time, I can also help you find your family and send you back to the country of Yan."

Su Jiu'er knew that all of this must be based on "can be cured".

She only responded with a smile, "Then thank the master first."

master?

The middle-aged man couldn't help but smile when he heard this address.

The palace road was tossed and turned, and several people were finally led into a large palace by a maid.

Different from the austere style of the palace of the Yan Kingdom, after entering, there are golden curtains hanging from all sides, and colorful jewels are strung together like bead curtains, and every time you move it, the beads will radiate colorful colors, which is gorgeous and extravagant.

The soft silver carpet covered the entire hall, and when one stepped on it, one felt light and comfortable, and even the tiredness dissipated a bit.

To enjoy this aspect, you have to be a member of the noble royal family.

Ordinary people don't have the money to squander it.

A Zhuo did not go in, but waited at the door.

Su Jiu'er and the silver-haired middle-aged man stood in the hall. There seemed to be a figure lying on his side on the low couch behind the curtain, and his figure was thinner than Yan Yunxiao's.

"Kings."

The middle-aged man knelt down on one knee and saluted him.

Su Jiu'er stood where she was, without moving for a moment.

Then the maid slowly opened the curtain, revealing the figure inside.

Silver hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and the man was wearing a silver brocade robe, leaning lazily on the couch.

Su Jiu'er couldn't help looking at his face, and sure enough, he also had silver brows and long eyelashes. His face was still young, probably a few years older than Yan Yunxiao, and his complexion was fair with a tired blue-gray.

That is a kind of negative beauty, which shows that the physical condition is not very good.

He is the king of the southern royal family.

The middle-aged man who brought Su Jiuer back to the Southern Kingdom turned out to be Prince Heng of the Southern Kingdom, the younger brother of the former king of the Southern Kingdom.

"Uncle Wang, please worry about it."

Nan Wang spoke softly, with a gentle and slow tone, and his breath was depressed.

Then he turned his gaze to Su Jiu'er, narrowed his eyes involuntarily, and frowned slightly.

Looks like a little displeased.

But Su Jiu'er didn't think so, she instinctively took a few steps forward, getting closer to Nan Wang, then slowly blessed Fu's body, and said leisurely, "I have seen Nan Wang."

Prince Heng frowned and looked at her, and the maids in the hall also breathed a little inconceivably.

The impatient expression on the king's face looks like he will get angry at any time. Isn't this woman afraid, and dare to walk under the king's nose?
Nan Wang tilted his head again, and looked Su Jiu'er up and down.

Su Jiu'er also tilted her head to look at him in response, as if trying to let Nan Wang see her face clearly.

After looking at each other for a while, Nan Wang suddenly looked at Prince Heng, "Uncle Wang, where did you find this woman?"

Prince Heng answered truthfully, "Yan Guo."

Ask Su Jiu'er again, "Do you know what you want to do when you enter the palace today?"

It seemed that she couldn't believe that a girl who looked so young could solve his physical problems for him.

Su Jiu'er asked instead, "I'm standing here, can King Nan see my face clearly?"

As soon as these words came out, Nan Wang looked at Su Jiu'er from suspicion to an unpredictable contemplation.

"Still, want to be closer?"

She took another step forward, keeping her eyes on the changes in Nan Wang's expression.

Not only was Prince Heng not afraid of her when he saw her, but his attitude was somewhat 'arrogant'.Unable to be unhappy, he immediately reprimanded in a deep voice, "Presumptuous."

"How can you be so rude in front of the monarch!"

Nan Wang stared at Su Jiu'er's eyes, and ordered in a gentle but majestic tone, "Give me a seat."