Flourishing age's Medical concubine

"Pooh!"

"Cough!"

Lin Changfeng was stunned and finally couldn't help smiling. Qin Zixu reluctantly swallowed the tea in his mouth and coughed stiffly. In the end, he didn't disrespectfully spray out the tea. Lin Changfeng moved the chair back quietly. After he came in, he didn't speak or even look at Prince Anji. Young master Xiange finally looked at him. Originally, a faint smile burst out on Sen Leng's face, "yes, how?"

Prince Anji didn't expect that he would admit it so simply. He was even angrier when he was stunned. "Why do you want to rob me? Dare you report your origin?"

Young master Xiange said faintly, "Jianghu casual people."

Prince Anji frowned and did not understand. The attendant nearby hurried over and whispered a few words. The anger on Prince Anji's face suddenly turned into contempt and disdain. "It turned out that he was a lowly born Dalit? Don't you want to live?" young master Xiange slowly played with the tea cup in his hand, looked at the aggressive man in front of him and said, "I also want to know. Are you tired of stealing people from me?"

Qin Zixu coughed softly and said, "string song, my sister is not your person."

Young master Xiange didn't dump him at all, just looked at Prince Anji. There is only ten times more disdain than Prince Anzi.

Prince Anji was obviously irritated by such eyes. He grabbed the whip around him and pulled it towards the string song.

A ferocious smile flashed across the bottom of the string song childe's eyes. As soon as the white clothes flashed, Prince Anji's whip immediately rushed into the air. Prince Anji was a little surprised, but he didn't care. He turned back and threw a whip. In terms of martial arts, Prince Anji was obviously far worse than the South Vietnamese prince who fought with Nangong mo before. As soon as the young master Xiange was hooked, he pulled the whip off the waist of another attendant. Unlike the whip in Prince Anji's hand, this is a long whip. Young master Xiange took it in his hand and was very satisfied. He hooked his lips. As soon as the whip unfolded, Prince Anji rolled it up and threw it out of the hall.

"Don't kill me. The diplomatic relations between the two countries are important." Qin Zixu whispered insincerely in the hall.

Lin Changfeng glanced at him, "do you dare to speak louder?"

"I have fulfilled my duty of reminding. I can't blame me for not hearing." Qin Zixu said solemnly.

"Hypocrisy."

"Ha ha."

The servants of the Qin family have had a good time today. In the past, the string song childe in white clothes looked like an immortal. It's a good thing to throw the whip on the ground. Although he looked a little shorter than the string song childe, he was definitely much heavier than him. Prince Anji, dressed in glittering gold, was whipped like a top by the flying whip shadow. The most important thing is that Prince Anji didn't shout at all when he was so pumped around.

"This... Is also very powerful!" someone said secretly. Ordinary people have long cried and begged for mercy when they are so smoked. They are worthy of being a prince of a country. Indeed, they have integrity!

"String song childe is more powerful!" a girl worshipped her very much, her cheeks flushed and her eyes glittered. Young master Xiange, dressed in white, stood motionless in the yard, but he danced the whip very well. Occasionally, an Ji's attendants wanted to stop them. Unexpectedly, they were bounced out by the whip and fell to the ground.

Childe Changfeng disdains: what has integrity? It's obvious that you can't call it out! Even if the young master is so smoked, he can't be so spineless and silent. Of course, the great young master Changfeng can't be so silly and passive, but can't he run? So, Anji people are stupid!

"..." you know you've been drugged.

At this time, Prince Anji's heart was forced only by himself. From the moment he was thrown out of the hall by the whip, Prince Anji found that his legs and feet were soft. Not only his legs and feet were soft, but he even had no strength to speak. When the first whip was pulled down, Prince Anzi, who was unable to dodge, couldn't help shaking, thinking that he would be torn apart. But strangely, although a whip was whipped on his body and the pain was deep into his heart and bone, there was no trace left on him, and even his clothes were not damaged at all.

However, the pain is more terrible than the real flesh and skin. However, he had no strength to dodge anyway. He could only watch the whip fall again and again in despair. This feeling is like being crushed by ghosts in the legend. Obviously, he has a clear mind and intact limbs, but he can't move. That kind of weakness, forced by the penetrating pain, became clearer. In the end, he can only weakly wait for the pain to fall and tremble for the pain that will continue to come next time.

After being whipped for dozens of times, Lin Changfeng couldn't help but whispered, "it's almost enough. It's troublesome to kill him." there are many ways to kill this guy. There's no need to be so blatant.

Young master Xian Ge snorted and glanced at him faintly, "are you as stupid as you?"

Once again, the whip rolled around the servant who was thrown aside by Prince Anji and dared not come forward. Several attendants hurriedly caught the oncoming man and fell into a ball.

"Ah!" Prince Anzi's scream finally rang out.

"Your Highness?!" the people hurriedly checked, but every time their hands touched, the scream of Prince Anzi would become more tragic than the last time. The crowd hurried away from him for fear of meeting him again.

"Your Highness, where did you hurt?"

"Your Highness, how are you?"

Prince Anji twitched in pain, "fool! Still... Don't give me a doctor..."

They did not dare to stop. They quickly and carefully raised Prince Anji and walked out in his tragic cry.

"You... You wait for Prince Ben!" Prince Anji did not forget to look back at childe Xiange and left the last threat.

Young master Xiange raised his eyebrows slightly, and the vent just now made him feel better. With a wave, Prince Anji became silent again. How bad is it to leave the Qin family so loudly.

Qin Zixu came out of it and said he didn't see Xiange beating foreign envoys. He just asked, "won't anything happen?" normal people have to lose half their lives when they are whipped for dozens of whips, not to mention that string songs are always cold hearted and black handed.

Young master Xiange said calmly, "what can happen? He's not hurt." mental injury is not hurt. Flawless mental loss from time to time is obviously bullshit. Who can prove it?

Qin Zixu nodded, "it's all right. After all, your majesty still needs to give some face. But..." Qin Zixu looked at the young man in white in front of him unexpectedly. "You won't have any special hobbies because the whip makes you slip so much?" the more you look like a fairy, the more likely you are to be a dressed animal.

Young master Xian Ge squinted slightly and looked at young master Qin, rubbing the whip in his hand, "do you want to try?"

“……”

Prince Anji hurried to the Qin family to propose marriage, but he was carried out sideways. The people of Jinling would not know the former, but many people saw the latter. In view of the fact that the prince of Anji who was carried out kept twitching and foaming, it was widely spread in Jinling imperial city almost immediately that the prince of Anji was suffering from epilepsy.

For a time, the kind people of Jinling couldn't help but sympathize with the Anji royal family. The royal family, unexpectedly suffering from this disease. More people worry about their own family. I heard that this disease is inherited. I wonder if Princess an Shu also has it? If you get married in the summer, then the summer royal family

The next day, there were several memorials on the desk of the Taichu emperor. It was said that Anji was no more than a small border country. The marriage of Daxia to it was meaningless. Please think twice.

These are later words. When Prince Anji was carried back to the post house, he immediately alerted Princess Anshu. When Princess Anshu heard the news, she saw Prince Anji lying in bed crying. After being stabbed by the hurriedly invited imperial doctor, Prince Anji finally calmed down.

The imperial doctor slowly put away the silver needle in his hand and went to one side to wash his hands. Princess an Shu couldn't help asking, "imperial doctor, my brother Wang..."

The imperial doctor sighed, "I said before that Prince Anji's leg disease can't move around at will. Look, now it has spread all over his body. What should I do?"

The people who knew the truth twitched and couldn't help saying, "imperial doctor, are you wrong? It's clear that our prince was... It's clear that he was smoked!"

"Nonsense!" the imperial doctor was displeased. He pointed to Prince Anji, who was lying in bed and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He was closing his eyes and said, "look, where does the prince look like being smoked? Not to mention the injury, even the skin doesn't have a red spot, and a three-year-old child won't be so weak?"

"That's an internal skill master!"

The imperial doctor rolled his eyes. "Then he didn't have internal injuries! No, Prince Anji, there were no internal injuries all over his body. He wasn't hurt! He was ill!" the imperial doctor said decisively. Naturally, the Anji attendants would not believe his words. They saw the prince beaten by the man in white with their own eyes. Don't they know? Although I don't know what magic method the man used, he didn't even leave a trace, but the Prince did feel so painful in his hands.

Seeing the suspicious expression of the people, the royal doctor's face was also ugly. The skill of his royal doctor can also be doubted by the ignorant people of these small foreign countries?

The imperial doctor looked indifferent and said, "since you don't believe in my medical skills, please be smart." after that, he stepped forward and took out the last silver needle still on Prince Anji. Together with the silver needle, Prince Anji's pig killing cry immediately rang through the whole post house.

The imperial doctor looked as if he hadn't heard of it and said calmly, "I also feel a little tricky about the strange disease of the prince's highness. I think there must be a better hand in Anji, so I won't accompany me."

"..." don't you see that our prince has rolled all over the bed in pain? What about the good doctor's benevolence?

Prince Anji couldn't speak at all. Just after the royal doctor's needle was taken away, the pain that had disappeared came back immediately. He could only roll on the bed and look longingly at the white haired old imperial doctor. At this time, no matter how beautiful the beauty is, it is not as lovely as the glittering silver needle in the old imperial doctor's hand in his eyes.

As soon as several attendants saw that the prince was going to foam again, they quickly stopped the imperial doctor who wanted to leave.

Princess an Shu also turned pale with fear. She hurried forward and said, "old doctor, anyway, please relieve pain for my brother Wang first."

The imperial doctor proudly glanced at the people. Then he turned around and sat back to the bed, "hold him down. If the needle is wrong, it will be more troublesome than this pain."

Several attendants hurriedly followed him and pressed the struggling Prince Anji on the bed. After the royal doctor gave the injection again, Prince Anji calmed down. His face also showed a somewhat comfortable look, and everyone was secretly relieved.

"Imperial doctor, my brother Wang, this is..." Princess an Shu came forward.

The imperial doctor brushed his sleeve and said, "I'm clumsy. The prince's disease is obviously a spread of leg disease, but this leg disease is also very rare. It should be OK for the prince to stay in bed for some days, but I don't know..." shook his head, and the Imperial doctor arched his hand and said: "I can only use a silver needle to stop the prince's pain temporarily. If I want to cure it, I'm afraid I can't do anything. Please forgive the princess."

Princess an Shu frowned and said, "just now I asked the people who followed brother Wang. They all said that brother Wang was beaten with a whip. But..."

While stroking his gray beard, the imperial doctor shook his head and said, "forgive me for my clumsy eyes. I really can't see it. However, the princess can rest assured that the prince has never been plotted against internal injury. If the princess doesn't believe it, you can also ask other colleagues in the Tai hospital to have a look. I think there are people who are more skilled than me who may be able to distinguish one or two."

"Is my brother Wang going on like this?" Princess an Shu frowned.

The royal doctor said, "don't worry, princess. I've passed the pulse for your highness before. After another hour at most, the pain should gradually weaken." as for whether the pain will continue tomorrow... The royal doctor said he was not sure.

Seeing that she couldn't ask any more, Princess an Shu had to send the imperial doctor out. The imperial doctor didn't say anything more. He waved and took the apprentices out.

After leaving the Anji post house, the primary school student couldn't help asking, "master, how could the prince get such a strange disease? I just heard the people in the post house talk about whether he had epilepsy."

The imperial doctor snorted: "what kind of goat horn wind? It's clear that he has offended people. He doesn't know that he has been punished. He deserves to suffer."

"Ah?!" the primary school apprentice opened his mouth in shock, and the imperial doctor looked at the apprentice angrily, "worthless boy, shut up."

The little disciple closed his mouth and smiled, "master, why don't you cure him? If your majesty blames..." after all, he is a prince of a country. It's always hard to explain if he dies in Jinling.

The imperial doctor calmly said, "hey hey, he was hit with a genuine Qi into his leg with the universal needle technique. Today, the whip was stained with the medicinal Qi, and the genuine Qi in his body turned into thousands of fine needles, which flowed back into his blood and went all over his body. He didn't hurt. Who hurt?" the little disciple opened his eyes. "Then... What should I do?"

The imperial doctor bounced at the corner of his clothes and said, "bear with it. It'll be all right when all the real Qi dissipates." now there are only three people inside and outside Jinling City, so those who can't see the medicine in the imperial hospital can't see it, and they dare not save it. Deserve the boy's bad luck!