Divine Doctor Poison Concubine: Miss Waste

Chapter 379 The Xia Mansion Was Copied?

After Qiaolan left, Xia Qingge put away the joy that was gathered on her face. Thinking of what Ziyue and Ke Youlin said today, it seems that she has to go to the palace tomorrow!

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Mu Jin took the Twelve Immortals of the Egret together and flew into the Duke Xiu's mansion, and entered Xia Qingge's study room unimpeded.

"Subordinates see Miss."

A row of 12 people kneeled neatly on the white jade floor, their heads bowed, and they were extremely respectful.

Xia Qingge lowered his head and glanced at the Twelve Immortals of the Egret, then said softly, "Get up."

"Thank you Miss!"

The 12 people stood up and looked at the woman sitting in the first place. Some of them had a look of surprise in their eyes. They heard that the new owner of the valley was a young girl, but now they saw the smart-looking woman in front of them. Xiuya's young woman still shocked them.

Xia Qingge saw the suspicion in their eyes, and chuckled lightly, "Since you are sent by the White Crane Immortal, you naturally know the meaning of this token in my hand, so I don't think I need to say anything more, right?" Xia Qingge held out the brass token that old man Bai had given her in his hand. There was no need to say too much, since old man Bai was sure that she was the next owner of the Medicine King Valley, and as old man Bai's subordinates, they naturally obeyed his orders.

Mu Jin took the lead to stand up and said, "This subordinate understands that from now on, this subordinate must obey the old Guzhu's instructions and assist Guzhu wholeheartedly!"

"The subordinates are willing to wholeheartedly serve Master Gu." Seeing that Mu Jin had already stepped forward, the others did not dare to delay, and immediately took a step forward to show their determination.

"Okay, since that's the case, from now on you Bailu Twelve Immortals will be my subordinates. Today, I'll put my ugly words in front of you. To be my Xia Qingge, you must have absolute loyalty. If any of you feel that you can't do it, you can do it now." But stand up, I will never stop you, but if there are treacherous people after swearing in front of me today, don’t blame me for being ruthless to you?”

After Xia Qingge finished speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced at everyone one by one, and the cool and domineering aura around him instantly radiated out. When the Twelve Immortals of the Egret felt the powerful air current that could not be ignored directly attacking them, their beautiful eyes widened and they were shocked. endlessly.

"Congratulations, my lord, for practicing the Phoenix Jue." The Twelve Immortals are worthy of being of the generation of Yao Wanggu, Xia Qingge just used his kung fu to exert internal strength, and they immediately guessed where her kung fu came from.

With his body slightly relaxed, his palms closed and his breath held, Xia Qingge chuckled, "Okay, it's getting late, you go down and rest first, Mujin, you ask Qiaolan to prepare two rooms for you twelve immortals to take a rest in the backyard." In the room, except for Mu Jin, the rest of the sisters are not allowed to be summoned by me in this Zixia courtyard, and they are not allowed to appear in front of everyone, understand?"

They nodded together in response, knowing in their hearts that the Lord has made too many enemies in the capital, and if they suddenly appeared in the mansion, they would definitely be suspected by interested people, so as to avoid unnecessary right and wrong, it is indeed inconvenient for them to appear in the mansion now.

"Yes, my subordinate understands."

"Okay, let's go down!"

"Subordinates retire!"

Second day

Xichun had been parked in the Zixia courtyard for three full days, and was finally buried in the earth after noon today. A series of burial ceremonies were carefully arranged by Manager Pang. Xia Qingge also ordered people to make a coffin made of pure nanmu for Xichun. The wood is pure and the workmanship is exquisite and meticulous. After everything was sorted out, Director Pang chose an excellent land for Xichun. The burial, in the future, will be the place where Xichun will sleep forever.

At the time of the funeral, Xia Qingge was hindered by her identity as the master, and the surroundings were strictly guarded by the Imperial Forest Army, so she could only use lightness kungfu to fly out of the mansion privately. Fortunately, she had devoted herself to studying the intensive magical power of the Phoenix Jue these days, and now she Finally, he has achieved some success, and he has practiced the third percent of the Phoenix Art.

Xia Qingge flew out of the mansion easily, and secretly rushed to Xichun's spiritual place to see her off for the last time. Seeing the nanmu coffin buried by layers of loess, and the person she was very familiar with sleeping inside, standing outside her mood It was heavy and depressing, maybe it was Xichun's straightforwardness that left deep memories and affection for everyone, and everyone who accompanied her never expressed sadness, Qiaolan, and several Xichun had good relations with her The maid couldn't help shedding tears again, only Xia Qingge and Wushuang didn't shed tears.

The two stood side by side in front of Xichun's tomb, Xia Qingge glanced at Wushuang sideways, and saw that her eyes had never moved away from Xichun's tomb, her face was calm and indifferent, as if she had gradually come out of Xichun's death , but Xia Qingge knew that the more she tried to disguise her emotions, the more it proved that she couldn't let go, because she was such a person herself.

How could she not be hurt by Xichun's death?To be more precise, it is annoyed at myself, and even more a deep hatred for those who killed Xichun!So she has a firm mind to avenge Xichun, supporting her to no longer be vulnerable. She knows that being fragile can't alleviate the grief in her heart, and it can't bring back the frisky Xichun. , Bury the hatred deeply, and turn it into motivation to avenge her, this is the reason why she can calm down, so, I am afraid that only she knows what Wu Shuang is thinking at this time.

"Go back!" Looking up at the weather that was already approaching evening, Xia Qingge said softly.

"Yes!" A group of servants got the order, and when Qiaolan helped Xia Qingge turn around, they all followed her and left.

In the dark weather, the slightly cool wind blows on everyone's face, and gradually dries up the moisture in the corners of the eyes, leaving only a shallow trace, and the plain white clothes gradually drift away, except for a newly rolled up grave. Outside is the dense trees and leaves. In late autumn, the fallen leaves are withered and yellow, and a piece of gold is covered. It looks very desolate and silent from a distance, and everything is silent!
Inside the Parliament Hall
At this moment, all the ministers kept their lips tightly shut, and none of them dared to speak a word, for fear that if they said half a wrong word, they would lead to death.

"Are you all dumb? Huh?" Emperor Qin Wu looked at the civil and military officials under the main hall. These courtiers who were receiving the imperial salary, when they really needed them, they all seemed to be submissive and dare not show their air.

"Huh! Who usually praises the eldest son of Zhen Guogong's mansion for his outstanding literary talents, and his humility and courtesy? To set an example for the students in the world? The scholar-bureaucrats, bachelors, old Chen Ge, and old Yang Ge, do you praise him? The astonishing genius that I feel has now risen." With a roar, Emperor Qin Wu threw a secret letter in his hand onto the political hall.

Grief-faced, he continued: "The daughter of his Feng family brutally murdered the fourth girl I love the most, and now they have even raised some slogans to get rid of the master of Zhou, and broke through my two prefectures, Youbin, in just a few days. This Feng Feilang It really made me whisper about his strength!" Qin Wudi's sword eyes are full of haze, and there is a sense of tranquility before the storm, which makes people feel flustered, and even more afraid that if they don't pay attention, this disaster will affect themselves. Those civil servants who used to praise Feng Feilang in the past are now like prisoners who are about to be sentenced to death. !

(End of this chapter)