Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 931 Jiu Qing Wen Rong returns to the capital
capital.

Jinyuan of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Late at night, Lie Jinting roared angrily: "A bunch of trash, you can't save people, what use are you!"

It's been three days. Lie Jiuqing's breath is weak and her pulse is almost gone!

This is the sign of death!

Lie Jinting drew his sword, and a group of imperial doctors and medical women knelt on the ground in horror, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Lord Lie, please calm down..."

"Miss Lie Qi's injury is really too serious. I have never seen such a serious injury in all these years. We can't even diagnose the pulse, so how dare we use medicine!"

They dare not say that Lie Jiuqing is dying and there is no way to save him!
Lie Jinting pointed his sword and they desperately begged for mercy.

"Sir Lie, please spare my life. It's not that I don't want to save you, but my ability is really limited. You, you'd better go ask Mr. Gu. Mr. Gu will definitely be able to save Miss Lie Qi!"

Gu Qian should have arrived in Liangcheng by now.

Lie Jinting's face was cold and his eyes were fierce: "Who else is there besides Gu Gong?"

"This……"

Everyone was trembling with fear and constantly wiping away cold sweat.

Who else?
Apart from Gu Gong, how could they be sure who could definitely save Lie Jiuqing?

Lie Jinting tapped the face of the person in front impatiently, "Huh?"

The imperial doctor trembled and said: "The best and best imperial doctors are all in Chitose Mansion. I'm afraid our medical skills are not as good as theirs..."

"Come on!"

Jin Yiwei came in, "Sir."

Lie Jinting said coldly: "Deal with them all."

"Yes!"

He is going to the palace immediately...

This year’s summer was hot, and autumn turned into winter within a few days.

It is now approaching the end of December, the cold wind is howling, but the snow has never come, and there have only been two heavy rains.

The palace is busy preparing for this year's founding ceremony, which takes place on the last day of December every year.

At that time, all civil and military officials, as well as royal nobles, will go to the sacrificial platform to pray for the Qin Kingdom.

When the late emperor was in power, it was once every five years, but since Emperor Yun came to the throne, he listened to the imperial master's idea of ​​seeking immortality and attaining enlightenment, so it was changed to once a year.

Starting in October, preparations begin.During this period, Emperor Yun would eat fast and chant Buddha's name with the imperial master, and ignore the government affairs for many days.

Lie Jinting rode into the palace and went directly to Chunxue Palace.

As soon as the door of Chunxue Palace opened, the absurd smell spread instantly in the room, and Lie Jinting frowned subconsciously.

He didn't understand why Emperor Yun and Wen Rong were so keen on such ridiculous things.

In the darkness, two women were tied up, kneeling on the ground, entangled with a figure.

The cold wind rushed in as the door opened, but they still didn't respond. It was obvious that they had taken medicine and were only focused on desire.

As soon as Lie Jinting stepped in, a cold scolding sounded.

"Which reckless bitch disturbs my interest, get out!"

Listening to Wen Rong's hoarse voice, Lie Jinting's eyes were cold.

"Nine thousand years old, your two future concubines are dying. You'd better be merciful and let them go."

With that said, he couldn't help but let the Jin Yiwei drag them out naked.

In the darkness, the gentle and beautiful face was half-hidden and half-revealed, "Be bold!"

Lie Jinting said indifferently: "Master Qiansui, I don't mean to offend you. Please forgive me. It is true that the seventh sister's life is at stake. She needs your imperial doctor to take a look."

Wen Rong sneered, her gorgeous voice full of disdain.

"She has been crazy for so long, but she is willing to come back."

Hearing this, Lie Jinting's pupils darkened, "You have always felt sorry for her. Can you lend me some imperial doctors?"

Who would have thought that Wen Rong smiled coldly, how could I feel sorry for the person who betrayed me? "

Lie Jinting paused and asked, "What do you mean by being nine thousand years old?"

Wen Rong raised her lips coquettishly and said lazily: "It means that even if she dies, it has nothing to do with me! Get out of here -"

Lie Jinting's momentum went cold, and when he was about to take action, the Jin Yiwei behind him whispered a few words in a low voice, and he hurried to the main hall.

As soon as the door of the main hall was closed, Wen Rong stretched, yawned and said, "Come here, find a beautiful little official for me. I will have a good time tonight..."

At this time, in the darkness, a tall figure walked slowly and said coldly: "How can one be enough..."

The man who was about to lie down suddenly stood up and shouted tremblingly, "Fuck! Wen Rong, why are you back! Ah——"

Wen Rong used her inner strength to drag him over, grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted him up directly.

"Nie Wuyou, how come I have two more concubines? Huh?"

(End of this chapter)