Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 255 Because Mr. Gui is also a human being (1)
Is Xishan right? It's just what she wants!
Then along the way, she will take good care of herself first.

Nanbi City, Wangcheng, Prince's Mansion.

A slender, long-haired, neatly combed man in red and brocade robes was sitting in the side hall of the Prince's Mansion, with his back facing the open hall door without cotton curtains, and one foot was resting on the round stool beside him. Eating and drinking in front of a large table of food and wine.

The large round table was filled with all kinds of dishes, no less than twenty dishes, and the only person who ate was a man in red robe, and beside him was not a eunuch or a court lady, but a 42-three A middle-aged man, this man is none other than the biological father of the crown prince, the prince-in-law's husband-in-law, Lord Wu, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry.

I saw Mr. Wu sometimes serving him food and sometimes pouring him wine. He said he was accompanying him, but it was more like serving him.

When the prince Si Yuzhao came over, Master Wu was helping the man in red to fill a glass of wine. The man was not polite, took a sip and drank it all, praised "good wine", and threw the glass back to Master Wu.

When Mr. Wu was about to refill his wine glass, he saw Si Yuzhao who was stepping into the threshold. He hurriedly put down the wine pot in his hand, stood up, and said respectfully, "Prince."

The man in red seemed not to have heard Mr. Wu's words. Not to mention standing up to salute Si Yuzhao, he didn't even turn his head, and was still eating and drinking on his own. Seeing that Mr. Wu didn't help him pour the wine , he reached out and grabbed the wine jug, poured himself a glass, and took a sip in satisfaction.

Si Yuzhao looked at the man's back, his slender eyes were full of slyness, and there was a faint anger on his face, but he didn't show it. Instead, he walked slowly to the opposite of the man, and sat across from the table in front of him. down.

As if he saw Si Yuzhao just now, the man put the half-gnawed chicken leg in his mouth, and then used his greasy hands to put a chicken leg that had broken off the roasted chicken in front of him into the one in front of Si Yuzhao. After being emptied by him, he placed it on the opposite plate, and said with a smile: "Hey, the prince is here, come, come, eat chicken legs. This chicken leg tastes good. It is indeed made by the imperial dining room. It is delicious."

The slyness in Si Yuzhao's eyes became more intense, and he lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the oily roasted chicken leg in front of him, raised his hand lightly, and swept the chicken leg and the plate to the ground, the porcelain plate shattered and emitted There was a slap, which frightened Mr. Wu, with an uneasy look on his face.

The man stopped gnawing on the chicken leg and looked at Si Yuzhao.

Si Yuzhao asked coldly, "What did you do in the palace today?"

"Entering the palace?" The man was still smiling, "I've never been in the palace, so I went to play."

Si Yuzhao's eyes immediately set off a shock wave, and the murderous intent suddenly rose.

"The crown prince has endured this kind of thing for so long, why should he care about this day or two, aren't you afraid that if you steal the chicken, you will lose a lot of rice?" The man didn't seem to care about Si Yuzhao's reaction at all, and continued to gnaw on the chicken leg. Find out the situation of the other party first and then act.”

Si Yuzhao stared at the man, silent for a long time.

In the end, he actually stood up, walked to the man, filled a glass of wine for him himself, and said with a sinister smile: "I hope, you are really an extremely sharp ice blade."

The man just smiled and didn't say a word, he drank the wine that the prince poured for him very happily.

In the south of Nanbi City, the night was dark and the lights were dim.

In the small courtyard of an ordinary family, a half-worn wind lantern swayed under an old tree in the small courtyard.

In the darkness around the small courtyard, there seemed to be black shadows, like crows inhabiting the night, crows with sharp eyes and sharp claws.

Zhan Bai walked out of the shadows hidden in the darkness. When he walked out of the darkness, the crows seemed to bow their heads respectfully.

When Zhan Bai walked into the small courtyard, the half-old lantern under the old tree in the courtyard made it clear what he was carrying in his hand. It was a bag wrapped in black cloth on one side and two long. He carried them in the courtyard. He stopped in front of the only lighted hall in the house, and raised his hand, as if he wanted to knock on the door, but he never knocked on the closed door with his curled fingers, but lowered his hand and opened the other door. The burden in one hand was lightly placed on the ground in front of the threshold, and he turned and left in front of the main room, but did not leave the yard, but sat on a rickety stool under the old tree in the yard, with his back on his back. Leaning against the tree trunk, looking up at the dark sky.

He has been sitting like this in the courtyard, even though the night wind is cold, he has no intention of going back to sit in the side room next to him, as if he is guarding something to protect something until dawn.

The fire in the main room did not go out all night, so Zhan Bai sat in the courtyard all night.

During this period, he didn't look at the main room again.

The closed door of the main room has not been opened.

The two bundles in front of the house door were still lying there quietly.

When the eastern sky revealed a little bit of hazy white light, Zhanbai stood up and walked into the ear room on the left side of the main room.

In the main room, the cotton wick in the oil lamp was almost burning to the oil surface, and the flame became weaker and weaker. After sitting in front of a half-old and not new bed for a whole night, Midnight stood up and walked to the round table where the oil lamp was placed. On the table, took a thin pick placed next to the oil lamp, and turned the cotton wick in the lampstand.

I saw the flame jumping, and it flourished again in an instant.

Ziye put down the pick, walked back to the bed, stood in front of the bed and stared at the person lying on the bed, and after a while, he reached out and took off the wet veil that was covering his forehead, and put it on the bed Soak water in the copper basin on the head table, wring it dry, and put it on the man's forehead again.

Then Ziye sat down on the chair in front of the bed again, his gaze never leaving the face of the person lying on the bed.

Looking at it, Ziye lost his mind.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a light knock on the door outside the house, pulling Zi Ye's mind back.

Ziye closed her eyes slightly, raised her hand and gently rubbed the center of her brows, then stood up and opened the door.

Outside the house, Zhanbai was standing with a bowl of thick black concoction in his hand. Seeing Ziye, Zhanbai was still expressionless, as if he didn't see Ziye's slightly pale face and the deep fatigue under his eyelids , only indifferently said: "Haven't woken up yet?"

Ziye didn't make a sound, just shook her head slightly, then she noticed the two bundles placed in front of the threshold, she was stunned, looked at Zhanbai in surprise and said: "Senior brother, this..."

"I went to get it before dawn." Zhan Bai's tone was still cold.

Zi Ye didn't question it, but his eyes flickered slightly, "Thank you, senior brother."

Zhanbai's complexion did not change, but his hand holding the medicine bowl shook slightly, Ziye didn't notice.

"I haven't slept all night, go and close your eyes for a while, I'll watch for you." Zhan Bai didn't answer Zi Ye's words just now.

Midnight did not leave.

Zhan Bai said coldly again: "Don't worry, you don't want him to die, I won't kill him."

(End of this chapter)