Chapter 335 Mutation (Twelve)
And Long Qingyue also guessed what Nangong Mo was thinking, so he entered the palace as a second-rank medical king, because only with this legitimate identity, Nangong Mo couldn't find any way to stop it.

Palaces and towers, carved beams and painted buildings, are still brilliant, but I don't know who will control the ups and downs of this river and mountain?

The white jade-like marble ladder goes up step by step.

A bright red dress flutters with the wind, luxurious and gorgeous, bright red like blood like fire.I saw Shen Ce standing with his hands behind his back, standing on the high stone steps, looking down at the resplendent palace, there was no expression on his evil face.

Long Qingyue paused, glanced at Shen Ce who was standing above, and continued to follow the guards towards Nangong Shiwen's bedroom.

"Miss Long, sometimes, it's better not to mess around in the muddy water." Just as she was about to pass by, Shen Ce's voice sounded in the air.

Long Qingyue stopped in her tracks, turned her head and smiled, her eyes were clear and innocent, "I don't know what Shen Xiang meant by saying that?"

Shen Ce's face was full of arrogance and evil, especially in those peach blossom-like eyes, which were as deep as a pool, "I heard that Miss Long is very skilled in medicine, I hope you can save the emperor's life, I am really grateful and disrespectful. "

Long Qingyue narrowed her eyes slightly, with an elegant and calm attitude on her face, she said with a light smile: "Don't worry, Mrs. Shen, I will definitely not let you down."

As long as anyone with a discerning eye listens, they can hear the attacks like guns and sticks in this conversation.

Although she and Shen Ce only met Liao Liao a few times, and did not speak more than ten sentences each time they met, Long Qingyue faintly felt very dangerous.

This person's city is too deep.

Looking at the figure going away with the guards, Shen Ce's eyes flashed, he patted his palm, and immediately a commander in armor walked up to him, bowed his head and called softly: "Master."

"Prepare."

With just two words, the man's eyes lit up, and he turned and left immediately.

The leading guards retreated before reaching the dormitory, Long Qingyue pushed the door open, and the dormitory was completely dark.

It's only midsummer now, but the inside of the hall feels gloomy and chilly.

Lying on the golden dragon couch in front of him was a thin and thin figure, dying, if it wasn't for the occasional heaving of his chest, Long Qingyue would almost have mistaken him for a dead person.

Walking to the dragon bed, looking down, I saw Nangong Shiwen's complexion was yellow, his eyes were closed, and there was a strong dead air between his brows, which was obviously a sign of impending death.

Long Qingyue's heart trembled, the disease was in short supply, and the medicine was in vain.

There wasn't a maid in the hall waiting for her, let alone the careful care of the imperial doctor. Even Nangong Shiwen's personal eunuch didn't know where to go. The only person guarding the bedside was Ye Xiaosheng, Nangong Shiwen's military adviser.The second prince's move was really ruthless. It was clearly pushing Nangong Shiwen to his death. His illness was originally a common cold, but he had not received timely treatment and had accumulated into tuberculosis.

When Ye Xiaosheng saw Long Qingyue, he couldn't help being taken aback, obviously he didn't expect that the person who came at this time was actually Long Qingyue.

Nangong Shiwen seemed to sense that someone was coming, and coughed intermittently, "You... you... unfilial son... you want to see me... dead or not... I... I tell you... I will never put The throne of the emperor is passed on to...you...your..."

"Your Majesty, I am Long Qingyue, and I have been ordered to come here to treat you." Long Qingyue said aloud.

A girl's clear and elegant voice sounded above his head, Nangong Shiwen opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw Long Qingyue standing in front of the bed, he coughed a few times, and said weakly: "No, look... I can't do it anymore... It's a pity that I couldn't personally punish that...unfilial son..."

(End of this chapter)

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