Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 299 Whose Empress?

Chapter 299: Whose Empress?

Thinking of this, Huangfu Qianyu quickly stepped forward, "Brother Mo Qian, is it because of Ling Xiyue, do you like Ling Xiyue that you turn a blind eye to my sincerity, is it because of her!"

Otherwise, is it too coincidental?

And she always felt that brother Mo Qian was competing with Ling Xiyue.

Not Bei Chenyan, but Ling Xiyue...

Xiling Moqian's dark eyes flickered slightly, and when he turned his head to look at the woman beside him, his expression was normal, "What are you thinking about?"

There was no smile on his face, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't mess around, you must be too tired after traveling all night these days, go back and rest."

"Brother Mo Qian!"

Huangfu Qianyu had a tough attitude.

She must have an answer today. If it weren't for someone in his heart, he couldn't refuse her.

Xiling Moqian slowly closed the folding fan in his hand, his eyes darkened, and he paused every word, "Qianyu, I'll say it again, don't mess around."

Huangfu Qianyu's eyes sparkled, facing Xiling Moqian's sullen expression, he fell silent, but his eyes were filled with tears. Although Moqian's elder brother had always been lukewarm towards her, he had never spoken so harshly.

Could it be that what she said hit his mind?
That's why you became angry from embarrassment?
Huangfu said lightly with anger in his beautiful eyes, he really didn't understand, "Then Ling Xiyue is just a bastard whose father is unknown, what's so good about her, Bei Chenyan, Tantai Yunlang, all of you are thinking about her."

In terms of status, in terms of status, what is it that I am not a hundred times more noble than Ling Xiyue?
Why are there so many people who are blind!
No matter how Xiling Moqian denies it, Huangfu Qianyu has already gotten into the horns and regarded Ling Xiyue as an imaginary enemy at this time.

"Wu Yi." A chill flashed in Xiling Moqian's eyes.

"My lord..." The man with the tattoo on his face stepped forward.

Xiling Moqian looked at the woman in front of him, "Miss Qianyu is tired, take her back to rest."

"Yes!" Wu Yi responded.

It's a bit difficult, but you still have to obey orders.

He walked up to Huangfu Qianyu, raised his hand and respectfully made a petition, "Miss Qianyu, you should go down and rest first, if you have anything to do, it won't be too late to talk about it after the prince finishes his work in Huzhou."

Huangfu said in a deep voice, "Is it necessary for you to give me some pointers about this young lady?"

As proud as she is, she will never allow herself to act like a shrew, and dare not speak harshly to Xiling Moqian, but her anger is hard to dissipate in her heart, so she can only vent her anger on the servants.

Wu Yi lowered his head and could only accept it.

"You evaded my question and didn't answer, that means you acquiesced?" Seeing that Xiling Moqian didn't change his mind, Huangfu snorted angrily, turned and left, but his pretty face was full of gloomyness.

She had already done her best, and she thought that this time, if she still couldn't impress this man, she would have to give up.

Her pride didn't allow herself to keep pestering a man who didn't care about her.

But now, she has changed her mind!

Bei Chenyan has Ling Xiyue by his side, so she will be the woman by Xiling Moqian's side.

Ling Xiyue, right?
She wanted to see who was better!
And who is it that can assist the man she loves to obtain the world of Kyushu!

She wanted Mo Qian's brother to know that she was the right choice, and that Ling Xiyue was just a clown, and those petty fights in front of real power and background were too fragile to be vulnerable.

Huangfu walked away quickly with shallow words, the fiery red clothes danced wildly with the wind on the cliff, he looked so angry, as if he was looking for someone to go all out with his life.

Xiling Moqian looked at the back of her leaving, his dark pupils gleamed with an obscure light.

After a while, he smiled slowly, as gentle and elegant as ever.

"My lord..." Elder Qi stared at Huangfu Qianyu's angry back, looked back at Xiling Moqian's incomprehensible expression, bowed low, "There is a saying, I don't know if I should say it... ..."

"Then don't say it." Xiling Moqian looked back, looking at the Qingcheng Pass.

"Eh..." Elder Qi held back his words, and just swallowed them abruptly, not daring to say any more.

He has been with the prince for so many years, but he has never been able to understand the prince's mind, and he will never know what he is thinking.

Staring into the distance for a long while, Xiling Moqian also turned around and left, leaving behind a sentence, which gradually dispersed with the wind, "Send people to sneak in among the people infected with the epidemic, closely monitor Ling Xiyue's every move, and report to Ling Xiyue immediately if anything happens. This king will report."

"Yes……"

On the dark and silent mountain top, only the sound of the wind is left.

Inside Qingcheng Pass, outside the sheriff's mansion, the temporary shelters were dimly lit.

Ling Xiyue followed Fan Jing into a walk-in shed, where more than a dozen patients lay densely, groaning in pain from time to time.

"Empress, look, this is the first plague patient found in Qingcheng Pass." Fan Jing stood in front of a stretcher in the corner, "The speed at which the plague spread was unprecedented. In just three days, hundreds of people appeared, and now tens of thousands..."

Inside the shed, some people who were less ill opened their eyes at this time, and looked at the girl in white with a light veil, with a jade bone fairy appearance, and was surprised in her eyes.

Empress?

Which empress dowager?

Hearing those words, a series of questions appeared in the hearts of the people.

But then I thought about it, at such an age, and Master Fan had to lead the way in person, then it should be the queen of Tianlin, and now the daughter of the Huguohou Mansion, who is well-known in the three dynasties of Kyushu, is Ling Xiyue.

However, how could the emperor and empress risk himself to such a hell on earth!
However, the No.1 infected patient was quite tenacious. Thousands of other infected patients died, but he still breathed a sigh of relief. Son.

Lifeless and unrecognizable.

"I have tried my best, but I have no choice but to find a cure for the disease." Fan Jing briefly described the situation, and then continued to advise, "Empress, you have read it, please go back. Here is really..."

But before he could finish his sentence, Ling Xiyue had already sat down on the side of the straw mat and raised his hand, "Silver Needle."

Fan Jing's old face froze for a moment, not knowing why.

"Silver needle." Ling Xiyue's tone became more serious.

"Oh." Fan Jing came back to his senses, and quickly handed over the needle bag in the medical box.

Ling Xiyue took it, and spread it out with a flick of her sleeves, and the bright needles shone with a little silver light under the light.

His slender fingers slid across a row of silver needles. After a pause, he picked up his fingers, pulled out a short needle, and pierced it into someone else's middle acupoint. Then, the long needle went down to Tanzhong acupoint, and the middle needle went down to Baihui...

That clean and neat technique was skillful and in short supply, and Fan Jing beside him was taken aback for a moment.

He has been a doctor all his life, and he is ashamed of himself!

(End of this chapter)