Poison doctor and crazy concubine: Please respect yourself, evil king

Chapter 29 Lord, you are trying to kill me
Qianbo Hall of the Imperial Palace is the venue for this banquet.

Qin Junlie is the seventh prince and a loyal minister of the court, so he occupies the first seat under the emperor.

This was the first time Ye Lan saw the emperor Qin Yizhi, with a benevolent smile, but the bloodthirsty light in his eyes could not be taken lightly.

What's more, there is no charity for a person who can become the king of the country, and he will eventually become ashamed.

Involuntarily, Ye Lan looked more at Emperor Qin Yizhi.

I have to say that the genes of the old Qin family are really good. No matter which heir it is, it will follow the advantages of the emperor's old son. Although the emperor Qin Yizhi is over fifty years old, judging by his appearance, he must have been extremely young when he was young. A handsome man.

"Lan'er, open your mouth."

Just as Ye Lan's stomach was growling and he was looking at Qianbo Temple, a pair of chopsticks were stretched out to Le Yelaanzi's mouth, and there was still a piece of meat stuck on the chopsticks.

The flesh was crystal clear and accompanied by bursts of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, her sea-black eyes slowly raised her head to meet Qin Junlie's gaze, and she could only see a smile in Qin Junlie's eyes.

And it's still that harmless smile, but the more Qin Junlie smiles, the more confused Ye Lan's heart becomes.

However, everyone was completely opposite to Ye Lan's attitude.

All the ministers in Qianbo Hall stared at Qin Junlie and Ye Lan in astonishment, and even Qin Yizhi on the throne paused for a moment when he raised his wine glass.

What's going on, the Seventh Prince has always been the only one who serves vegetables to the Seventh Prince, but now the Seventh Prince picks up vegetables for Ye Lan, the daughter of the Ye family, and feeds them to his mouth himself.

The general and Prime Minister Han who had been punished by Ye Lan wanted to take this opportunity to make Ye Lan look bad, but now the two thought it over and over again, and finally swallowed what they wanted to say.

Everyone also understood from the bottom of their hearts that the move of the Seventh Prince was undoubtedly telling everyone that Ye Lan was his woman, and if she wanted to touch Qin Junlie's woman, she would only end up dead.

"Thank you, my lord." Fuck me to death!

Of course, Ye Lan didn't say the second half of the sentence, she opened her mouth unceremoniously and ate the food that Qin Junlie fed to her mouth, smacking the taste in her mouth.

"How, do you like this delicacy?"

"It's okay, but the meat is a bit old. It's better to use freshly slaughtered veal and marinate it with seasoning for a period of time, so that the aroma of the seasoning can penetrate into the meat. The meat will be more delicious."

Ye Lan's voice echoed clearly in everyone's ears. She picked up a pair of chopsticks with jade hands, set up a piece of green pepper on the plate, and brought it to Qin Junlie's mouth.

This time, it was Ye Lan's turn.

"The prince is courteous and reciprocal. How about Lan'er feeding you?"

"it is good."

Qin Junlie opened his mouth, fed Ye Lan the green pepper to his mouth and ate it without any hesitation, and even licked the corner of his lips when he finished, as if the delicacy was left in his mouth so that people could not feel the aftertaste.

But the next sentence deeply shocked everyone, and made Ye Lan feel that her shameless kung fu had completely defeated Qin Junlie.

"But it's not as delicious as Lan'er."

"..."

Qin Junlie.

Are you out of your mind?

Did you forget to take your medicine before eating?

Are you unwilling to play with me to death?

Ye Lan roared and shouted in her heart, wishing to fight Qin Junlie, but she still suppressed the murderous aura of wanting to tear the man in front of her into pieces, and the corners of her mouth pulled out a trace that was uglier than crying. smile.

"The prince is good or bad."

Acting coquettishly, Ye Lan was lying in Qin Junlie's arms, looking shy and hiding from outsiders, but in fact, a pair of jade hands were pinching Qin Junlie's waist fiercely, venting her anger.

Whether the prince is good or bad, every word of the hypocritical tone makes Ye Lan feel sick. Obviously, these four words have successfully disgusted everyone present.

All the ministers' expressions were covered in goosebumps by this numbing and disgusting words, and the expressions of all the ministers could be described as thunder rolling.

In just a few moments today, they had a new understanding of the Seventh Prince.

But, then again, the Seventh Prince and Ye family's concubine have just known each other for a few days, and the state between the two is so gluey, it is really puzzling.

The ministers are all old fritters who have been in the officialdom for a long time, and they can see any clues with a look and a movement, although they doubt whether Qin Junlie and Ye Lan are acting for them.

It's a pity that everyone didn't find any flaws.

Could it be that the Seventh Prince and Ye Lan are really what they see.

"Cough-cough-"

At this time, a weak cough sounded in Qianbo Hall. It was said to be a cough, but it seemed to be a cover-up after being unable to hold back a smile.

"His Royal Highness, are you feeling unwell again? The imperial doctor has seen it."

The words of the old minister who was close to Qin Yunqi were full of worry, Qin Yunqi waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, he was just 'stimulated' by Ye Lan's words.

The handsome but somewhat pale face turned slowly, Qin Yunqi's eyes fell on Ye Lan, looking at the girl who was acting like a baby in the arms of Uncle Seven, he suddenly remembered the conversation before entering Qianbo Hall.

Riding a dragon and riding a thunder, carrying a cloud and a flag and serving as a snake, the daughter of the Ye family's prostitute is more interesting than imagined.

The Qianbo Palace banquet ended in Ye Lan's disgusting coquetry, and even a group of veterans regretted coming to the banquet.

The horseshoes of the carriage leaving the palace rattled.

Ye Lan sat beside the carriage with a very bad expression, her head stretched out to the window, breathing in the fresh air.

On the contrary, the faint smile in Qin Junlie's starry eyes seemed to be in a good mood.

Leaving the palace, Ye Lan didn't get off the car on the way, but went straight to General Ye's mansion in a carriage, and it was already evening when he arrived at the general's mansion.

At dusk and sunset, golden light shrouded the entire capital of Qin. After getting off the carriage, Ye Lan closed the door without looking back, completely blocking the sight of the people behind her.

Zhuyang, who came out of General Ye's mansion, stood respectfully beside the carriage.

"Zhuyang, how are these few days?"

Qin Junlie's voice came from the carriage, Zhuyang glanced in the direction of the General's Mansion, and an imperceptible smile appeared in his eyes.

"It's okay if you go back to the master."

"That's good. From now on, the eight children of the General's Mansion will be taken care of by you."

After Qin Junlie finished speaking, he saw Zhuyang standing there in a daze as if struck by lightning.

My lord, a humble job is to be polite, why do you take it seriously.

I have the heart to cry!

Although those eight children are quite cute, and he has become familiar with him from being unfamiliar at the beginning, but his essence is a guard after all, not a nanny!
Even though Zhuyang thought so in his heart, he didn't say a word of rebuttal.

"Yes, my lord, I will take good care of those eight children."

This is the first half of the sentence, and the second half of the sentence is, Beizhi will take care of the eight children, so that the prince and Miss Ye have more time to be alone.

It is difficult to be a guard, and it is even more difficult to be a guard of the palace. Not only do you have to take good care of your own master, but also the eight children of the master's wife.

The next day, it rained heavily without warning.

The pouring rain fell from the sky, and the raindrops hit the ground and bounced back.

The sound of rushing rain kept echoing in my ears.

And Ye Lan held up the oil-paper umbrella in one hand, and left the General's Mansion with the medicine box in the other. Before leaving the General's Mansion, she asked Zhuiyang to take good care of the sick Xiao Mu, and then left.

The raindrops kept falling, and there was no one on the street, only a carriage was sneaking again.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to buy some medicinal materials."

When passing Heyitang, Ye Lan called the driver to stop the carriage.

The coachman in coir raincoat grabbed the reins of the horse and looked at Ye Lan who got off the car, "Miss Ye, what medicine do you want to buy, just tell the humble officer to go there."

Ye Lan, who was holding an oil-paper umbrella, shook her head and smiled, "I have to grab some medicinal materials myself. If there is a difference in the amount, the prince's illness will not get better, but will worsen."

The coachman didn't say anything after hearing what Ye Lan said.

Due to the rainy weather, there were almost no people in the Heyi Hall. When Ye Lan entered the Heyi Hall, it was the same drug boy who received her last time.

"This girl met again, what kind of medicinal materials should I buy this time?"

"Same as last time, but with a few more herbs."

Ye Lan handed the prescription list to the drug boy, and sat on the bench waiting for the drug boy to return.

At this time, a loud bang suddenly came to mind, and the dozing doctor in Heyitang jumped in fright. After looking closely, several people finally saw the two people who broke into Heyitang.

A burly man with stab wounds all over his body was holding a woman. The woman's belly was swollen, and blood was pouring out of her lower body.

But in a short while, a strong smell of blood filled the air, showing how serious the injuries of the two were.

"Doctor, save my wife."

Regardless of the knife wound on his body, the man came to the doctor with the woman who had lost a lot of blood in his arms.

"Slow down, slow down, put the patient down gently."

The doctor was also caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the two, and asked the man to lay the pregnant woman flat on the hospital bed behind the screen, and then pushed the man out.

The strong smell of blood still irritated the nostrils, Ye Lan's eyes swept across the man covered in stab wounds, and then took it back.

"Girl, here is your medicine."

When the medicine boy came back, he was carrying a few oiled paper bags in his hand, and inside the paper bags were all the herbs that Ye Lan needed.

"Thank you, here's the money."

After paying the money, Ye Lan took the medicine bag and was about to leave Heyitang, but just as she left, she heard a bang, turned around and saw the old man who was thrown a few meters away by a man covered in knife wounds , The long knife that appeared at an unknown time was aimed at the old doctor, and he wanted to look at it with a knife.

"Quack doctor, since you can't cure my wife, you can be buried with my wife!"

"No!"

The old Langzhong was thrown hard by the force of the man, just when he came back to his senses, he saw a gleaming big knife lying in front of him, and his heart went cold for a moment.

clang--

The crisp sound of Huaguo, when the sword was about to end the old man's life, Ye Lan stopped the man from atrocities.

"who."

The movement was interrupted, the man's sinister eyes turned to Ye Lan.

"Don't care who I am, it won't help if you kill the old Lang Zhong. It's better to keep the Lang Zhong alive, maybe there is still a chance to save your wife."

A man who disagrees with him will kill someone, such a man can be said to be ruthless.

Moreover, the knife wounds all over his body could not suppress the evil spirit on his body. Most of these people were extremely dangerous desperadoes.

"Whatever you look at, this lady's injuries are too serious. You can either leave your son and mother behind, or both of them will die. You can choose for yourself."

(End of this chapter)