The Demon Concubine Reborn: The Prince Regent spoils me obediently!

Chapter 55

Ye Beiming hurriedly asked, "They wanted to plot against you last night?"

"Last night, the students of Yingtian Academy held a poetry meeting in Jiangyue Tower. Li Xianhui booked a room next door to invite me to the banquet. He wanted to bribe me to make a marriage. If I agreed, I would have no place in Song Dynasty. If I If I don’t agree, they will use force to force me to discredit me. So I took advantage of the situation to kill Qin Yaowen, wound Li Xianhui, and force Liu Hezhou to jump into the river.” She explained the ins and outs of the incident to him in detail.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be willful and not take the medicine, I should be by your side." Panting, with a gleam of guilt in his eyes, he apologized softly.

"If you were here, I wouldn't let you interfere." She coaxed, "Now I'm going to help your nephew solve the crisis, let me go?"

"Then come back quickly." He urged her, threatening: "If you don't come, I won't take the medicine."

"Ye Beiming, how did you become such a rascal." She sighed.

Is this man lying on the bed acting coquettishly and shamelessly the regent she knew?
He looked at her, frowned and said nothing: If I'm not a rascal, how can I keep you.

"After I've dealt with the people of Tianxianzong, I'll come over after I take my master to King Mu's mansion to see a doctor for my father, okay?" She told him her itinerary one by one, her tone still gentle.

"Noon, if you don't come at noon, I won't take medicine for a day!" He tightly grasped her weakness and threatened.

"..." Mu Qianhan stared at Ye Beiming's delicate pupils, and a trace of helplessness flashed across them.

Master often said: No matter how old a sick person is, they will become very delicate and need to be coaxed.

"At noon, I will be back!" She promised.

Just as Ye Beiming was about to speak, there was a knock on the door.

Then came Zhou Yang's voice: "Master, the medicine is ready, can my subordinates go in?"

Mu Qianhan got up and opened the door, and said to Zhou Yang, "Watch your grandfather drink the medicine. This king is going to the Wende Hall."

"Of course, my concubine." Zhou Yang replied respectfully.

Mu Qianhan just wanted to reprimand him for not talking nonsense, but he was afraid that the hypocritical man behind him would think wildly, so he acquiesced.

She looked back at Ye Beiming: "You drink up the medicine obediently, don't worry me."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Ye Beiming quickly reminded: "It's impossible for Tianxianzong to only come with a few third-generation disciples. You can't act openly, lest they see the clues. This king has a magical army..."

Mu Qianhan looked back and refused: "You don't think I really have no one under me!"

After finishing speaking, she paced away.

Zhou Yang immediately brought the decoction to Ye Beiming: "My lord, drink the medicine."

As soon as Ye Beiming changed his morbid appearance, he stood up suddenly and angrily said: "Take it down!"

Zhou Yang was stunned, and immediately persuaded him: "My lord, your body is important! Didn't the lord promise you that he will come here at noon!"

"My king has recovered, what medicine should I take?" Ye Beiming stood up and washed.

"But..." Zhou Yang said in disbelief, "Doctor Ke Yang said, you have to take medicine for seven days to recover!"

Ye Beiming put down the towel in his hand and fell into deep thought: How did he recover?
The poison was eliminated, and the damaged heart vessels were completely repaired.

His heart veins were severely damaged, even with the best elixir, it would take half a year to heal. Why did he heal overnight?
Suddenly the tear of hers that fell on his forehead appeared in his mind.

Could it be that his recovery was due to her tear, did Xiao Han'er have other identities?

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Yang asked anxiously.

"No problem." Ye Beiming waved his hand, and immediately ordered: "Master Xiaohan'er prescribes medicine, you brew it three times a day on time, and deliver it to the king without missing a single time in front of her."

This is not enough, she is only soft-hearted now, and has not agreed to marry him. What he wants is that her heart belongs to him alone.

"My lord, you're trying to turn Prince Mu into a princess regent." Zhou Yang understood in seconds.

Ye Beiming raised his eyes to look at Zhou Yang, and said bluntly: "This king uses retreat as an advance to force her to step into the Prince Regent's mansion, in order to pursue the victory."

He approached her step by step, but she retreated again and again, he had no choice but to use retreat as an advance to force her to face it.

His medical skills are second to none in the world, but he just took the opportunity to let her get close to him!

She took this step forward, and he would never give her a chance to take a half step back.

Zhou Yang suddenly realized that his grandfather would pretend to be sick next.Then he opened his mouth and said, "Master, don't worry, your subordinates know what to do."

"Yeah!" He turned around and stepped into the screen, changed into a black robe, and ordered: "Arrange a carriage, and this king will ensure that she is safe and sound when she confronts the Jin people."

"No." Zhou Yang took the order and left.

……

Imperial City Gate
Nearly a hundred teenagers in black sword-pattern uniforms surrounded the gate of the imperial city with long swords in their hands, with a murderous aura.

On the city tower, Ye Ting led all the officials to look down at the disciples of the Tianxian Sect under the city gate, with a hint of fear in his eyes...

Nanxicheng stood in front of the city gate, looked at the young man in white sword-pattern uniform and asked, "This is Lirengu's great disciple Nanli, may I ask your surname? Who is your name in Tianxianzong?" Acting disciple?"

The young man raised his head slightly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said arrogantly: "Zong Yan, the first generation disciple of Tianxian Sect."

A trace of shock flashed across Nanxi Cheng's eyes, and he stared blankly at the person in front of him at a loss.

Ye Ting and Manchu civil and military officials were all dumbfounded...

The ten elders who sat down in Liuzhou, the suzerain of Tianxian Sect, are his direct disciples, and the first generation of disciples are the direct disciples of the ten elders.

No matter if this person is the elder's disciple, he can't afford to offend him!
Nanxi City swallowed his throat, concealed the panic in his eyes, and asked, "I don't know why Brother Zong led a group of disciples to intercept the imperial city?"

Zong Yan raised his eyebrows, looked at Nanxi City sharply, and asked, "Didn't Prime Minister Nan know what he was asking? You hurt my Tianxian disciple to Lord Mu, shouldn't she come forward and give us an explanation now?"

"No matter what Prince Mu did? You should solve it privately instead of besieging the imperial city with people." Seeing his arrogant appearance, Nanxi City was filled with anger.

He is a major disciple of Liren Valley, and his status is not inferior to the people in front of him. What right does Zong Yan have to act so pretentious in front of him, pretending to be mysterious.

Zong Yan paced forward, raised his jaw, and a trace of sarcasm flashed across his eyes, and asked, "Nanxi City, you are so courageous to talk to me like that."

"The four major sects are headed by the Tianxian Sect, and the Jin Kingdom is the most powerful among the four kingdoms in the Yuanqi Continent. Where do you have the courage to talk to me like this?" Zong Yan flashed his long sword: "Let Mu Qianhan speak out .”

Not to be outdone, Nanxi City took out the long sword at his waist: "The sect must not interfere with the affairs of the court, so don't bully others too much!"

"The mantis is like a car, and you are overestimating your capabilities. You Song Dynasty is no match for this seat." Zong Yan was a little disdainful, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"Really?" The cold and quiet voice was wrapped in a domineering force, like a sharp knife, approaching Zong Yan...

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