Flourishing age's Medical concubine

When he was overturned on the ground by the sudden strength, the prince of South Vietnam was confused. They had already inquired before they came, and they knew that the king and Princess of Chu in the summer were very good at martial arts. However, the South Vietnamese prince himself was also an expert of the South Vietnamese royal family, and he didn't pay much attention to it. Only then did he understand that there was a distance between masters.

Aware of the strength behind him, he immediately gave up resisting Nangong Mo's attack, but tried his best to avoid the people behind him. Because he could feel Princess Chu's sword greeting him in the face, but she was not murderous. On the contrary, it was the man behind him. Before he saw the figure, a murderous spirit had been straight to his heart. Although it seemed to outsiders that it was just a moment, at this moment, the prince of South Vietnam tried at least three ways to avoid Wei Junmo's attack, and even didn't hesitate to get a sword from Nangong mo. However, the result was that Nangong Mo just took his sword lightly, but Wei Junmo's palm still didn't escape the moment when he fell to the ground. He only felt the pain of the displacement of the five internal organs.

Nangong Mo took a sword and immediately stopped. After all, the prince of South Vietnam didn't really want to hurt her. Most of them were stunned by anger, and the other half were afraid they couldn't stand it.

"Jun mo." Nangong Mo whispered. It's always bad for Wei Jun Mo to cripple the envoys of South Vietnam. Wei Junmo ignored Princess Lingxiang's words, but he took back his hand once again when Nangong Mo opened his mouth. Of course, he would not kill the South Vietnamese prince on the spot, but it was not difficult to fight and die or die ten days and a half months later.

"Brother Wang, how are you?" Princess Lingxiang breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to the prince of South Vietnam to help him up. The prince of South Vietnam breathed out in pain, and a mark two fingers wide and three or four inches long was patted on his cheek by the Qingming sword. Qingming sword is cold. Even if the skin color of the prince of South Vietnam is a little deeper than that of the people in the Central Plains, the impression looks red and purple, shocking. Where is the prince of that country half a minute ago.

The people around could not help but cover their mouths and laugh secretly.

"No... nothing." with the help of Princess Lingxiang, the prince of South Vietnam finally stood up and faced Nangong mo. The attendant nearby also hurriedly surrounded him and helped the princess hold him. An attendant said angrily, "Your Highness, what do you mean?"

"Duel." Wei Junmo said calmly.

The attendant sneered, "two dozen one, sneak attack?"

"Just now the princess has clearly stopped, and you are still reluctant to let go. Shameless!" someone in the crowd could not help scolding.

More people saw it clearly. Xiao qianjiong sneered: "just now, it's obviously sister-in-law who won? The prince of South Vietnam can't afford to lose, so he won't let go of his entanglement until he becomes angry." Wei Junmo just knocked him down to the ground, but he didn't have any trauma. But now people who are close can see clearly that the clothes on both sides of the shoulders and heart of the South Vietnamese Prince have been broken, and there is a little blood stain on his throat. The wound is not deep, and even the blood has not flowed out, but it can also be seen that he was hurt by Nangong Mo's sword.

"The fourth Prince is right! The prince of South Vietnam is nothing more than that!" the people agreed one after another. Just then, when they were choked, they swept away and puffed up their eyebrows.

The attendant could not refute, so he had to bite his teeth and bear it.

Nangong Mo smiled and said, "Princess Lingxiang, please?"

Princess Lingxiang winked and shook her head with a smile. "The princess is good at martial arts. Even brother Wang is not the enemy. Lingxiang is naturally not the opponent of the princess and is willing to bow down." since they underestimated Nangong Mo's hand, they might as well admit that they lost. Procrastination is self humiliation.

Seeing that she was so cheerful, people who were still angry had a good impression of the princess.

Princess Lingxiang said, "my brother Wang is hurt and wants to go back first. If there is any disrespect today, please forgive me. Goodbye."

Nangong Mo nodded slightly, "yes, but..." Nangong Mo's body flashed and had already whipped a whip from the waist of a Nanyue attendant nearby. The whip shook and waved mercilessly towards a man standing behind the prince of South Vietnam. The man screamed and immediately covered his face and fell to the ground.

"Princess Chu, you!" Princess Lingxiang was surprised and heard the news just now.

Nangong Mo threw the whip and said, "walk slowly."

The servant who was whipped was the first one who hurt a scholar's face. At this time, he covered his bloody face and couldn't help shouting: "Princess Chu! We are envoys of South Vietnam! How dare you... How dare..."

Nangong Mo said faintly, "a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye. Unfortunately, the land of summer is dead here."

The attendant was still dissatisfied and wanted to speak, but Princess Lingxiang scolded him in a low voice, "let's go back first!" the prince of South Vietnam was badly hurt. If you don't hurry up, the doctor will see if anything happens, no one can afford it.

Seeing this, the man had to give up and left behind Princess Lingxiang. A burst of cheers broke out again in the crowd.

Princess Lingxiang and her party supported the South Vietnamese Prince and left the noisy interface cleanly. Soon it disappeared into the crowd. Without the excitement, the people in the crowd were somewhat lost. Fortunately, the poetry meeting just now is over. Everyone has seen it, and the excitement has dispersed one after another.

Xiao Qianwei stood on the street, staring at the crowd gradually dispersed.

"Third brother? Third brother!" Xiao qianjiong's cry woke him up. Xiao qianjiong looked at him strangely, "third brother, what are you thinking? You didn't hear talking to you?"

Xiao Qianwei smiled apologetically, "nothing, what did you say?"

Xiao qianjiong pointed to the guide Gong Mo and Wei Junmo and said, "I said, eldest brother and sister-in-law are drinking tea opposite. Do you and second sister-in-law want to go together?" Xiao Qianwei said: "it's rare to meet them today. Thanks to eldest brother and sister-in-law, they can end today. Naturally, they want to go." after that, he turned back and explained, and took Zhu Chuyu and concubine Wen to Nangong Mo and Wei Junmo.

"Eldest brother, eldest sister-in-law." Xiao Qianwei arched his hand and said, "thanks to my eldest sister-in-law today, otherwise..." Nangong Mo said with a light smile: "it doesn't hurt. It's just easy. The South Vietnamese Princess and the South Vietnamese prince are really rare experts." Xiao Qianwei smiled and his face was still a little depressed. I really hate the envoys of South Vietnam in my heart.

The party returned to the teahouse again. Lin Changfeng gave Nangong Mo a thumbs up and said with a smile: "Miss Mo, your skill is as good as that of the past. I admire it."

Nangong Mo turned his eyes helplessly, "don't say it as if I'm in my 70s and 80s."

Lin Changfeng quickly smiled, "how dare you, your highness is in full bloom."

Wei Junmo picked him up and threw him aside to make room for Xiao qianjiong and Xiao Qianwei to sit. Childe Changfeng was so sad that he had to silently shrink into the corner behind Jian Qiuyang and childe Xie Qi. Seeing the crowd laughing, he Wenli stroked his forehead and covered his face. He intuitively felt that he was careless in making friends. It was too humiliating. Such an out of tune guy dares to make a smooth career than himself.

Xiao Qianwei looked at everyone and looked a little strange. He is respectful to those capable generals under his command. But Wei Junmo is always very rude to his people, like Lin Changfeng. It's not the first time he saw Wei Junmo repair him. However, the people under Wei Junmo don't seem to think that Wei Junmo despises and insults them at all. On the contrary, they are still determined to Wei Junmo. This is... Inexplicable!

Naturally, he didn't understand that Wei Junmo beat and scolded anyone like this. The chord song of Lin Changfeng is different from the old part of Zixiao hall such as Jian Qiuyang and Wei. Qin Zixu and Xie Qizi are different from Jian Qiuyang and others. Just like, Taichu emperor has a bad temper, but most of the time he won't scold his generals. It is Chen Yu and Xue Zhen who can really make him laugh and scold. Sometimes, just because you are your own person, you won't be so polite. If you are polite and respectful to anyone, how can you distinguish everyone's status and relationship in your heart?

Of course, the bigger reason is that once they need help, Wei Junmo will never spare his strength. Even plan many things for them in advance.

Xiao Qianwei only saw the surface but could not see anything deeper. Naturally, he would feel confused.

When they were seated again, Zhu Chuyu and imperial concubine Wen came to the table of Nangong Mo and others. Zhu Chuyu glanced at the imperial concubine Wen standing behind him and said with a faint smile, "today's festival, you can sit down."

Princess Wen thanked the princess and sat down on Zhu Chuyu's left hand.

There are two more people who are not familiar with each other. The table is a little cold for a moment. Qin Xi Chao Nangong Mo smiled and said, "Mo'er, you're great!"

Xie peihuan also thumbed up and praised, "it's really powerful! Xue Xiaoxiao told us before that you took the head of the general among the thousands of troops outside Youzhou city. We thought she was talking about ancient times. Now it seems that... She's telling the truth?" Nangong Mo was helpless. "Why is it so powerful? You don't know your little temperament. You love to exaggerate when you're interested."

Zhu Chuyu said with a smile, "I can't say that. Just now, my sister-in-law defeated the South Vietnamese Prince and raised my reputation for my summer."

Nangong Mo didn't think much of it. "What's the reputation? It's just for everyone to have fun. Nanyue people love to dance swords and guns. It's inevitable to show off wherever they go. Even if I don't fight, they won't be the last one today." there are many experts present today. When Nangong Mo fought, he clearly noticed that there were several eyes watching here, I'm afraid they are not ordinary people.

The imperial concubine Wen, like her surname, sat very quietly beside Zhu Chuyu and listened to them. She didn't mean to interrupt at all. Made a side princess who respected the princess. Nangong Mo's four people naturally won't take the initiative to say anything to her. After all, the legitimate imperial concubine is still there. It's hard to give face to Princess Zheng, Zhu Chuyu. Fortunately, they are not familiar with the Wen side imperial concubine and have nothing to say.

There was a aimless chat here, but a non serious matter had been mentioned on the other table.

After half a month of secret wrangling, Lin Han and the eldest son of the Zhu family finally reached a consensus. It was Lin Han's fault. What's more, there was nothing wrong with the young lady of the Zhu family, and there was a legitimate son and daughter nearby. Naturally, it was impossible for the Zhu family to give in. Finally, Lin Han was married to the Zhu family as a flat wife.

The Lin family leader originally disagreed. He would rather throw Lin Han directly into the nunnery than lose face like this. However, Mrs. Lin and her two sons begged hard and finally had to compromise. It was said that she was a flat wife, but she was still a concubine. She just shouted nice. It's not that the Zhu family is the last one. It needs the eldest childe and Yi of the Zhu family. Lin Han's name is still in the position of concubine in the Zhu family tree. Even if you have a son in the future, you can't be regarded as an orthodox legitimate son. The only thing to be thankful for is that Lin Han has the support of the Lin family. Otherwise, if she changes to an ordinary family, she doesn't know how to be honed when she marries. Who would like a woman who does that and discredits her reputation?

The Zhu family is a little interested in this matter, but the Lin family leader is not interested. Just ask Mrs. Lin to do a few dowries in a hurry and send them together at that time. It's really worse than a common woman. As for the Zhu family, naturally, it's not to value Lin Han, but to climb up to the Lin family. Even if they can't climb, it's necessary that the Lin family and the king's house of Chu can't come together again.

After listening to Xiao Qianwei, he seemed to mention it unintentionally. Lin Changfeng in the corner poked out again, rolled his eyelids and said impatiently: "Your Highness King Zheng, what does this have to do with us? Is the Zhu family still going to invite us to watch the concubine of the eldest childe of the Zhu family?"

"Lord Lin is joking. He is Ping's wife." Xiao Qianwei said.

Lin Changfeng sniffed, "Your Highness King Zheng is joking. Where do we come from a family like us? I'm a concubine. Pulling a fig leaf still makes people laugh and generous. Also, isn't the Zhu family born in a business? It's the old man. He's still confused!

Xiao Qianwei didn't care about him, but said with a smile: "I'm just taking a message for someone. The second son of the Lin family said that after all, it's a family. Please go back to your sister's wedding."

Lin Changfeng returned to him and turned his head to drink and talk with he Wenli. Wait until there is a wedding. It's strange that the old man of the Lin family is willing to lose his face.

Xiao Qianwei was not surprised by his reaction. With a faint smile, he didn't say anything. The young master Xiange next to him stared at Xiao Qianwei and suddenly said, "Your Highness King Zheng is not feeling well recently?"

Xiao Qianwei's face stiffened, and soon recovered his smile. He said, "thank you for your concern, childe Xiange. I'm fine and I'm not uncomfortable."

"Oh." young master Xiange nodded and asked no more questions, but his eyes turned for several times in Xiao Qianwei's hand. Xiao Qianwei's smile gradually stiffened. He always felt that the childe Xiange's eyes were meaningful and looked somewhere else. Of course... Young master Xiange would never be so obscene. It's just Xiao Qianwei's illusion.

Hearing the words of Childe Xiange, Zhu Chuyu and imperial concubine Wen changed their faces slightly. This scene was naturally received by Xie peihuan and others. They looked at each other for a few eyes and were very puzzled. It seems that childe Xiange is right. King Zheng's body is really uncomfortable. But in that case... Why don't you let childe Xiange have a look? You know, even in the palace, I'm afraid I can't find a doctor with the same medical skills as childe Xiange. Is it because the king of Chu and the princess of Chu can't trust childe Xiange?

If it weren't for the string song, Nangong Mo almost forgot what good he had done. At this moment, I feel a little guilty. The original idea was to have someone give him the antidote in a few days. Who knows that the Chinese new year has been busy these days, but I forgot about it. It's almost a month. Look at Zhu Chuyu and imperial concubine Wen's uncomfortable look. Obviously, these two also know. Nangong Mo is more guilty. Will this... Leave any psychological shadow on the four new side imperial concubines?

Zhu Chuyu looked at Nangong Mo and said nothing. These days are enough for her to know what's going on. Xiao Qianwei was obviously plotted. As for why... He did it all on his own. It is hard for Zhu Chuyu not to doubt the brains of Xiao Qianwei and his advisers. To Wei Junmo? Did he forget that Wei Junmo was a killer? Not only are they highly skilled in martial arts, but they must know much better about poisons than they do, not to mention Nangong moxiange, who is good at medicine. You just find a beautiful woman to strip off, and it's better to jump on him than to give him medicine.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the secret of doing things, at least in the open, does not involve Prince Zheng's house.

But it was obviously not secret enough, otherwise Xiao Qianwei could not have suffered such a crime.