Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

The outside of Fuqing Palace is still surrounded by water. It is estimated that no one will think that the dark clouds over the top of Fuqing Palace have already dispersed. Ling Jingxuan and others are Step by step, peeling and smashing, and investigating the truth of the matter, Yang Taiyuan was originally in the inner hall of Fuqing Palace. After learning that the Seven Emperors were infected with smallpox, he was scared to death. If it was not for his misdiagnosis, the illness of the Seven Emperors It can't be sent so fast, although the prince-in-law has developed a special medicine to cure smallpox. The situation of the seven emperors has been heard and controlled, but if the queen later pursues it, he still can't escape the fate of the prince.

Just as he was worried, while he was still taking care of the sick, Qiu Xiang found him and brought him to the Queen.

"Weikang sees the queen, the girl is a thousand years old and thousands of years old!"

Even if he was afraid of death, Yang Taiji still screamed at Chu Yunhan with his body twitching, his eyes did not dare to look around, and he did not find a palace lady who was lying in the corner.

"Get up."

With the support of Zeng Shaoqing without words, Chu Yunhan has calmed down a lot, waving his hand and letting him rise up before he sighs: "This palace asks you, the day you gave the seven emperors diagnosis and treatment, because Ye Guifei sent people to come to the palace. You will go to the Ye Guifei Palace to see the kidney, but this is the case?"

"It is true. At that time, the people in Ye Guifei's palace were very anxious. In the hospital, only the micro-minister was on duty, lest the Princess's illness be delayed, and the minister would be?"

Although I don't know why he asked that question, Yang Taiji still cautiously responded. However, the latter words are really a bit unspeakable. Misdiagnosis is a top priority for doctors, and his misdiagnosis is still the only emperor. Seriously pursued, the Queen must copy him to destroy the family.

"What is the disease of Lingrui? Why is it so urgent?"

Didn't see the tangles in his heart, Chu Yunhan did not have the energy to appease him, now he just wants to know the truth of the matter.

"Queen of Empress, Princess Liu Rui suffered from heart disease since she was a child. Even if it is cold, she may have her life. The princess was infected with the cold."

God knows that he is now scared when he says that the word "wind" is scared. I am afraid that the Queen will think that he misdiagnosed the illness of the Seven Emperors into a cold.

"So you are sure that the core is really sick that day?"

Feng Xiao quickly locked his eyes for a moment, Chu Yunhan once again asked, if it is really sick, it is a coincidence, but, is there such a coincidence? Ling Rui was not sick late, but he was sick on the day of the small seven disease, and the testimony of the witness pointed to Ye Guizhen. It is coincidental that he really does not believe it.

"Yes, it is."

More and more trouble does not understand what he meant in the end, Yang Tai doctor stuttered nodded, Chu Yunhan turned to look at Ling Jingxuan, the latter threw him a look, Chu Yunhan nodded, waved his hand to signal him down .

that's it?

Yang Tai’s doctor squinted and looked at him unbelievably, but he saw that he was not watching him. The doubts in his head could not help but more and more. Ling Jingxuan, who relied on Yan’s body, was lazy and scattered: “What after going out? If you say something, you shouldn’t say anything. You shouldn’t have to ask someone to teach you.”

Although the entire Fuqing Palace is under their control, he hopes that this thing will leak out before he finds the person behind the scenes.

"Yes Yes?"

Going back to God, Yang Taiyi repeatedly said that he did not forget to give them a gift before leaving. This time, Ling Jingxuan did not want to exchange opinions with them. He always leaned on Yan Ruirui’s body. Ye Guifei’s daughter was really sick. That is to say, there is no possibility that she deliberately removes Yang Tai’s doctor to determine the condition of Xiaoqi. Then, they only have to wait for Yanshan to bring the Fugonggong back to “touch”.

"Hey..."

After about two hours, Ling Jingxuan had had lunch, and even took a short break. Yan Shancai threw the five-flowered Fugonggong in front of them. Ling Jingxuan looked down at the creepy **** on the ground, about thirty or forty years old. Left and right, perhaps the reason for being too thin, the whole person gives the feeling of a sharp-nosed monkey, and the first impression makes people like it.

"Retracted, remove the things in his mouth."

One day's time is about to pass, Ling Jingxuan is not in the mood to slowly grind with them. Yan Shan, who received the order, took out two knives brushed by the sword, and the rope tied to him was broken, no rope bound, Fu Gonggong I reached out and pulled out the rags that were stuffed in my mouth. I already saw who the people were, and I didn’t dare to take care of my own discomfort. Fu Gonggong hurried to the ground: "The slaves are blessed to the Queen, please give the prince Wang Hao, the seven halls of His Highness and the Sixth Lord, please."

It is a personal sperm, no one has fallen, just, I don't know if he is equally interested.

"Wanfu is it? Look back at the woman who is not far behind you, tell Ben Bun, you can know her."

Ling Jingxuan has moved to the palace lady who is sitting on the ground not far away, and Wanfu, who is kneeling on the ground, holds a suspicion and looks back.

"She she she"

Wan Fu was frightened and sat down on the ground, and then seemed to think of something in general. He turned back and squatted on the ground and said with respect: "She used to be a palace lady in the palace of the noble lady. She was sent to the vase that the noble lady liked because she lost her hand last year. The robes are all slaves in the palace, and the slaves are slightly impressed with her."

Low down, Wanfu ordered to calm down as much as possible, and now it is useless to rush, just follow the arrangement of the girl.

"Oh? Just a little impression, but she said that you went to find her about a month ago and asked her to sew this in the robes of the Seven Emperors, Wanfu, you have to open your eyes to see her condition. Benedict does not want you to be worse than him later."

Eyebrows picked up the piece of cloth and raised it. Ling Jingxuan’s words were to him. The line of sight was to look at the palace lady. Now she is still wearing wet pants, plus twisted limbs, it’s not hard to imagine her. After suffering a torment of the cone, Wanfu looked around and hurriedly turned around and bowed his head and said: "The slave has never seen her, please Wang Hao Mingchao!"

"You nonsense, a month ago, when I gave the seven emperors a wash and ready to go back, you found me, let me sew the piece of cloth in the kimono that the seven emperors often wear, and you promise me. After the success, Ye Guifei will give me a sum of money, arrange me to go out of the palace, Wanfu, these are all you said, you can't refuse it."

Seeing that he denied, the palace lady screamed with excitement, she would rather die than to suffer from Wang Hao’s torture.

"Shut up, who will allow you to climb the noble lady? Since you were sent to the **** place, the miscellaneous family has never seen you, and it is necessary to take a breath."

Wan Fu Meng turned back and pointed at her swearing swearing, and she was in a hurry, but she couldn’t move freely. She could only look at Ling Jingxuan and others with tears: "The goddess, Wang Hao, the slaves really did not lie, everything It’s Wanfu’s slavery, the goddess, beg you to believe in slaves, beg you??”

She is really remorse now, blaming herself for being so blinded by the so-called freedom. Now I want to come, even if they succeed, after the event, they can't let her live.

"The Niangniang Mingcha, this squatting palace girl must be because the sorrowful maiden punishes her to go to the squatting place to suffer and will climb the sacred maiden, the maiden, you must be the owner of the noble maiden, the noble maiden is really awkward."

Wanfu is not willing to show weakness, a nose and a tear to climb to Chu Yunhan.

"Well"

"bump!"

But Chu Yunhan but he kicked him out, and in normal times, he may have the mood to listen to his performances here. At this moment, he has lived his heart, and he will be in office. Did he take him as a fool?

Wanfu, who was overturned to the ground, dared not make another time. He climbed up and respected his knees. Even if his chest hurts, he wouldn’t dare to reach out and scratch his eyes. He always looked at Ling Jingxuan, who was arguing with each other, slightly tweeting the eyebrows. Laughing at Yan Ruirui: "It seems that it is a suede that does not see the coffin without tears. Wang Ye, what do you mean by using this method?"

Broken his limbs? Still using poison? Or simply come to a big splash?

"Wang Hao likes to use what means, the king has only one request, don't let him die too cheap."

Yan Ruirui's face is intertwined with two different expressions of evil and pet. The murder is very simple. The problem is how to let him die, and how to make him die. He believes that their home Jingxuan should be more powerful than him.

"Then I used the method I said earlier to bleed."

Said, Ling Jingxuan's figure swayed, everyone only felt silver flashing, the next second, the whole body shape of Wanfu in the back is fixed, Ling Jingxuan threw a look at Yan Shan, the latter's mouth pumped, Still tacitly, the squatting body turned over Wan Fu’s palm. I didn’t know why I couldn’t move. I didn’t know what they were doing. Wanfu scared her tongue and knotted it: “Wang?? Wang Hao?? What do you want to do?”

He is like a prisoner, even if his heart is firm, this unknown fear still scares his courage.

"Oh... what are you afraid of? Are you not seeing the coffin without tears? Benedict makes the real way to see the shortcut to hell"

Turning back to a gorgeous smile, Ling Jingxuan eyes coldly picked up a few nails in the medicine box and handed them to their prince: "Wang Ye, I heard that your martial arts is the best in the world. Benedict has never had a chance to see it. Today may be Let me perform?"

Ming knows the other party's fear, Ling Jingxuan also deliberately lengthened his fear, he did not believe it, even a **** can not cure.

"What is it?"

Yan Yurui raised his eyebrows and took the nails on his hands. When he was ready to shoot out, Ling Jingxuan stopped him and ignored his doubts. He turned his head and said to Chunxiang: "Don’t dirty the place of Xiaoqi, go Looking for two basins, Benedict wants him to watch his blood flow out of the body a little bit, watching his blood slowly fill the entire basin."

Such a cruel and bloodthirsty, he said with a smile, not to mention the impending punishment, that is, Chunxiang and others can not help but shrink the neck, no wonder the outside world legend that he is bloodthirsty drug, really not a fake.

"Yes"

After a short embarrassment, Chunxiang squatted out, Wanfu's pupils shrank and shrunk, look at the things in Yan's hand, and then look at his own palm, and think about what they should do with their ass.

"No, no?? The lord was forgiving, the slaves really did not instruct the palace lady, the prince was forgiving?" Just because they guessed their purpose, he was even more afraid, but until now he still denied it, and Yan Ruirui and others, fundamentally I am too lazy to take care of him.