The Village Doctress

There were already two dark guards obeying and preparing to go to the ice water. One person poured a bucket of ice water and splashed directly on Amei and A Jing lying on the ground.

After the two shivered, they woke up shivering.

"The widow asks you, where is your Lord and Lord?" Huang Fumu's voice was low. Although he was very hard to suppress, everyone in this room was shocked.

Your majesty is more calm and dangerous.

"Your Majesty, we were deceived by Master Tiangui ... who had followed her to live in the Qihuang Palace had her two guards, and when they first appeared, they fainted the slave and her sister, probably the guards who found the Qihuang Palace The power is too powerful, so it has been hidden. This time, while the rebel army surrounded the imperial city, they took the master away from you! ”A Jing did n’t wait for his sister A Mei to come back and preach the words first. Already.

Amei heard that her face was paler.

When Huang Fumu stared at Amei, she was horrified to see her, and she had already believed a bit.

He knew the sisters, and loyalty to him could be said no one could.

In particular, my sister Amei, although much more than my sister A Jingmune, would not lie to him, nor would she betray him ...

He subconsciously believed in A Jing's words, because she mentioned what happened before, plus he had experienced the powerful breath in Qihuang Palace several times.

It turned out that her **** had chased the Qihuang Palace and was hiding in the Qihuang Palace!

Gospel ... she hides so deep!

Huang Fumu's fist was squeezed little by little until the blue muscles on the back of the hand were violent and terrible.

At this moment, Amei turned her head to look at A Jing. A Jing had been alerting her, seeing that she finally turned her head to look at her, and showed a pleading look.

Amei lowered her head suddenly, closed her eyes, and cancelled what was about to be said.

The injury between her and A Jing was actually caused by the two sisters fighting each other, and was not injured by the guards of Tiangui Master!

All of this was done by her sister A Jing, who let her escape from the Qihuang Palace ...

However, in this world, she only has a sister, A Jing, who is a relative. Once she tells her sister what her sister has done, she doesn't have to think about it, her sister must be **** on the spot.

A Jing saw that A Mei was silent, and she breathed a sigh of relief. She made the right bet.

The sister was reluctant to watch her killed by her Majesty.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but admire the woman. She did everything she could do every step ...

However, A Jing thought that her Majesty would eventually lose the throne that she won't take easily, and she couldn't tell the feeling in her heart.

But the woman was right, if he was still the emperor of Beirong, then she could never stay by his side ...

"You are not as good as people and you should be punished. You have lost the Lord of Heaven and God." Huang Fumu didn't growl, but his voice was cold. "You know that without the blood of a widow, your Lord of Heaven will live very shortly!"

"Your Majesty, Lord Tiangui had planned in the early morning ..." A Jing explained to the Gospel that Lin had saved some frozen blood with Huang Fumu and explained to him again.

"Hehe ..." Huang Fumu not only did not have anger, but laughed heavily, "Okay, okay! She turned out to have set up a strategy in the early morning to deceive the widows! It is indeed Lin Gospel, Dawei Princess Regent! "

After listening to his irritable remarks, A Jing and A Mei became even more frightened. When they were at a loss, they heard Huang Fumu coldly: "Go down and get punished."

A Jing and A Mei shuddered when they heard their faces, and the blood on their faces suddenly retreated.

"Yes ..." In the end, Amy spoke first. After this opening, it seemed as if all her strength had been exhausted.

A Jing responded, but looked boldly at Huang Fumu, shuddering and said, "Your Majesty ... Even if the Lord of Heaven took away your blood, it will be used up, and the amount is not much ... So, can Your Majesty allow her and her sister to see Tiangui's master without any punishment before accepting punishment? "

Huang Fumu's gloomy gaze was directed at her, and A Jing braced himself to prevent a suspicious expression from appearing on her face.

With less inclination, Huang Fumu finally turned his eyes away, "OK."

A Jing rejoices and is very busy.

Amei was also relieved and followed by a **** to thank Shane.

This means that for the time being, there is no need to receive a penalty, and it will depend on whether Tiangui Master can return to His Majesty again!

After throwing back the two beautiful women, Huang Fumu got up and walked to Lin Gospel's bedroom.

Do not disturb anyone, staying in her bedroom until dawn.

After the early drums sounded, he was fine again.

In the early days, it was natural that the princes would play because of Huang Fujin's siege of the imperial city, and the unwilling ministers played to persuade Huang Fumu to hand over the Gospel of Lin.

Huang Fumu was okay when he heard the other playbooks, but when he heard the persuade that advised him to hand over the Gospel to Lin Fujin, he directly dragged the minister who played the playboard out to play twenty boards.

The ministers were horrified for a while and did not dare mention it again.

But also knew that Princess Dawei was really the inverse scale of her Majesty.

But the thorny matter of Prince Jin's army overcoming the city must be resolved. Since Her Majesty does not want to return the Princess Wei, there is only one way to go.

After the ministers secretly winked at each other, they boldly played on the persuasion to persuade Huang Fumu to take the initiative to meet with Prince Jin Fufu.

Huang Fumu was almost angry.

"Do you think Huang Fujin will accept the widowed peace talks so much?" Huangfu Muyi smiled and looked at His Highness King Jin's ministers. "Still, what you think is to let the widow invite him to talk and return the throne to him ? "

The sentence behind Huang Fumu really poked the hearts of the ministers.

Not many of them are the true confidants of Emperor Fu Mu, whether Emperor Fu Mu becomes Emperor, or Emperor Fu Jin becomes Emperor. As long as they can ensure that their interests are not damaged, who is not Emperor?

But superficial efforts are still needed.

Huang Fumu looked at the ministers who had uttered denials below, sneering, but he looked very grateful.

But when the ministers went down, some of them were stopped by their own slaves as soon as they left the palace door.

It turned out that the children and grandchildren of their family who were cultivated as heirs could not be found, and now they were all panicked and ignored everything and returned home.

After looking for one day and one night, I still could not find anyone, but I heard the wind said that Prince Jin Fuhuang sent someone to arrest their family's successors. The purpose was to hope that they would play together and let Huangfumu give up the resistance. The throne gave way.

After listening to these panic-stricken Beirong officials, they didn't care about authenticity. Anyway, they thought that it was really possible for Huang Fujin to do such a thing. The next morning, they went up to find His Majesty to think of a master. The heirs of their family are coming back from Huang Fujin.

But as soon as they started the incident in chaos, there were urgent reports.

Huang Fujin led the army to attack the city.

auzw.com The ministers panicked.

The emergency report did not say how many troops Huang Fujin led to attack the city, but the monks who were frightened by the three million troops naturally thought that the three million troops attacked the city ...

How many people are there in the three million army?

No matter how big the Beirong Imperial City is, Huang Fujin will not really let the three million troops enter the city. In fact, most of the troops are stationed outside the Beirong Imperial City.

Huang Fujin is indeed preparing to attack the city.

However, the siege of the imperial city this time was only about 80,000.

But even with these 80,000 troops, the people in the imperial city shuddered.

Although the Beirong Imperial City has not been very peaceful in recent years, when several princes had previously met each other when fighting for power, they did not dare to send a large army to surround the Imperial City.

Moreover, His Royal Highness Prince Jin is not only the 80,000 army, there are millions of troops outside the Imperial City.

Even people with little light on their heads can understand that His Highness Prince Jin is targeting Bei Rong's throne this time.

At this moment, Huang Fumu was sitting on the side of the Golden Palace, staring at His Royal Highness, who was in a mess.

"I know that your most proud heirs have been taken away by the tartars, but now that Huang Fujin is siege by the army, you still have to think about how to help the widow survive this difficult situation." Huang Fumu saw them finally calm He came down and listened to him before he said, "Always keep the Imperial City first, and then I will try to help you save the heirs of your family."

The words awakened the dreamer.

The ministers were awake now, and it was the most important thing to keep the Imperial City!

After all, their heirs are gone. If the city is broken, the entire family will be gone, let alone lose more!

"His Majesty, the minister is willing to return to his house to convene manpower, and swear to help His Majesty guard the Imperial City!" A minister took the lead and filled with indignation.

After someone took the lead, there was a response from behind.

Huang Fumu was sitting on a dragon chair with a strange hooked corner.

After the ministers returned to their homes, they organized their escorts to help the defenders resist Huang Fujin.

"Your Majesty is out of town, His Majesty is out of town ..."

"We're saved! Your Majesty Long Live Long Live Long Live ..."

When Gospel Lin heard the lively cries of the people in the city, he turned his head and looked at Tian Hezi, who was beside the coach of Huang Fujin's coach, and said, "Old man, you guessed wrong, Huang Fumu himself left the city."

Because Lin Gospel and Yao Huangfujin were together, Tianhezi and Tianwei naturally followed.

After listening, Tian Hezi touched his nose and said indifferently: "The old man thought that the kid was going to hide behind the conspiracy and deceit. He didn't expect that he dared to leave the city himself this time. Doesn't he know that this time he Is there any doubt? "

Huang Fujin turned to look at Lin Gospel.

It is needless to say who Huang Fumu went out of the city for.

"I'm listening to the shouts of the people, but I'm very satisfied with his emperor, boy Jin, you need to pay attention." Tianhezi frowned at Huang Fujin.

Huang Fujin's eyes were sharp and he waved his hand slightly, "It doesn't matter."

He knew very well the minds of the people in the imperial city.

In fact, the people and the Beirong courtiers had a single mind. They thought that if Huang Fujin's army broke through the city, they would naturally be unable to escape the fate of being trampled by the iron hoof.

In this way, they cheered Huang Fumu out of the city, but hoped that he could sit down and talk with Huang Fujin to keep the royal city safe. Fools know that even if Huang Fumu still has some troops in his hand, he cannot possibly fight against Prince Jin's millions.

The people are simple, thinking that their Majesty loves their people, too, and will work hard for them to mediate with Prince Jin ...

The Gospel of Lin heard the mountain shouting above the waves in the city and shook his head gently.

Like Huang Fujin, she also understood the minds of the people, but they were probably disappointed.

The people in their imperial city were nothing but the pawns of Huang Fumu against Huang Fujin.

Huang Fujin glanced at her and said softly, "If you don't want to see him, let Tianwei send you back to the big account."

Gospel Lin waved his hand, "It's time to see it. I think he wants to see me too, so make it clear."

Huang Fujin no longer spoke, and their eyes moved to the city gate. No matter what the outcome, they will end today.

The gate of the imperial city slowly opened, and it turned out that Huang Fumu himself was the first, followed by several dark guards in black behind him. In addition, the two beautiful sisters also followed the ride on high horses.

Huang Fumu squinted his eyes and looked away. Naturally, he also saw Prince Jin ’s handsome car and the “jin” banner raised high in front of the handsome car.

His lips became tighter and tighter.

Finally, is he opposed to his two armies?

As for his three million army, his dark guard has gone out of the city to investigate, and it is definitely not scary to pull the banner.

"You are all back, and the widow is going to meet our rebel king who has three million rebels alone!" Huang Fumu suddenly turned his horse and looked at the guards who followed him.

The dark guards startled, but didn't know what to say.

However, A Jingce came right away, and said to the imperious Huangfu who rode on the horse, "Your Majesty, slave and sister will go with you! Slave and sister have vowed since their childhood that our sister must protect you no matter what the situation! Besides ... Sisters of slavery have been taking care of Master Tiangui and want to see if Master Tiangui is OK! "

"She is naturally good!" Huang Fumu's eyes sharpened. Although he turned the horse's head to look to the east, he didn't say anything against it, and then spurred the horse to gallop towards the east.

A Jing Yixi nodded to her elder sister Amei. The two sisters caught up with Huang Fumu and followed them not far from him.

However, his move was taken aback by Huang Fumu's use of various means to draw the people from all sides to defend the city.

What's wrong with Her Majesty?

With only two women running directly to the enemy commander, do they want to send the beauties to seduce the prince Jin who was shocked and brilliant?

No matter what everyone behind thinks, Huang Fumu has taken a horse to stand in a place in front of the Huang Fujin chariot.

The terrain here is flat, because in winter, the grass is yellow and withered, and it seems very desolate to lie on the ground.

In the eyes, you can see people and horses on the ground ten miles away, dense and orderly.

Although the soldiers stood there quietly, the arrogance of the mountains was real.

Huang Fumu's eyes could not help but a hint of jealousy.

This is the difference between Huang Fujin and him!