Flourishing age's Medical concubine

Young master Xiange glanced at him unhappily and said, "elder martial brother, don't you know... You're so good at making up stories. What's the lovesickness? Why don't you show it to brother Wei later?"

Nangong Mo is laughing. Naturally, there will be no Acacia miasma. Don't mention that there is no medicine with that strange effect at all. Even if there is Nangong Mo, how can he just go out with that medicine? But the more detailed she said, the more Xiao Chun dared not believe it. For a woman in this world, even if it's a lie, it's hard to make up such a brain opening effect. Therefore, the Nangong lady defeated the earth buns of this era with her brain hole beyond the times.

"Young master Xiange?" Xiao Chun frowned. "Can I save you? Wei Junmo is not here?" Xiao Chun was in a very bad mood. He didn't expect that the people he sent to deal with Wei Junmo and young master Xiange could not stop them. And it happened that they came back at this time. What a bunch of rubbish!

"Is Prince Pingchuan looking for me?" the cold voice of Wei Junmo sounded behind Xiao Chun. Xiao Chun only felt the cold hair on his back for a moment, and suddenly turned back and said, "kill him!"

A shadow rushed towards Xiao Chun like lightning. The bodyguard around Xiao Chun didn't even have time to raise his sword, so he was kicked out for several steps. Wei Junmo held Xiao Chun's neck in one hand and carried him to Nangong mo. Such a sudden change took everyone by surprise. Xiao Qianye stayed in a daze and looked at the sudden emergence of Wei Junmo.

"Jun Mo, don't be impulsive. He is uncle Huang." seeing that Xiao Chun is about to be strangled by Wei Jun Mo, Xiao Qianye hurried.

Wei Junmo's face was so cold that there was no trace of warmth. He looked coldly at Xiao Chun, who was struggling in his hand and was about to faint, and slowly relaxed his hand. Xiao Chun breathed with difficulty, stared at Wei Junmo and said with a smile: "my king... If I don't believe it, you dare to kill... Dare to kill my king."

A trace of murderous spirit flashed in the purple eyes, and his white jade like hand gently put on his arm. The cold face was just two points more warm.

Nangong Mo stretched out his hand and patted Wei Junmo's arm, smiled at Xiao Chun and said, "Lord, of course we don't need to kill you. As long as we hand you over to your majesty, I'm not sure we must reward Jun Mo heavily. Do you think so?"

The smile on Xiao Chun's face gradually faded away, and he said coldly, "it's a poor move for our king's chess tonight. What do you say you want to do?"

Nangong Mo said, "there are so many people in the prince. If we let him go, we'll have trouble sleeping and eating as long as we stay in this town for a day. What do you think we should do?"

Wei Junmo threw away Xiao Chun. Before Xiao Chun could get up, he was put on his neck by Liu Hefang. Wei Junmo looked down at Nangong Mo and whispered, "don't talk to him about conditions. Zhao Fei has arrived with his troops."

"Eh?" Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows. "You sent someone to lead the troops."

Wei Junmo nodded slightly. Since he knew that Xiao Qianye didn't do this thing in Luoyang mountain alone, and since he had doubts about Xiao Chun, Wei Junmo had ordered someone to send a letter to Zhao Fei, who was nearest to the station, before entering the mountain. While they were talking, a sharp voice suddenly came from outside, and then saw a red fireworks cut through the sky and burst into gorgeous flowers. That's a common flare in the army.

Smell speech, Xiao Qianye and Xiao Chun both changed color. If they had the upper hand before, they would have no chance of winning now that the imperial guard came. Even if one of them is the emperor's eldest grandson and the other is the emperor's brother, the imperial guards will only obey the orders of Wei Junmo, who holds the gold medal arrow and Fang Baojian.

Xiao Chun said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect that the king would lose to two younger generations. Well, that's it. You let the king go and the king ordered to withdraw."

Young master Xiange fell into the yard from the roof, looked at Xiao Chun and said with a smile, "isn't the prince's condition unfair? Now it seems that we are better?"

"Elder martial brother, are you hurt?" when I got close, I saw clearly that there were a lot of blood stains on childe Xiange's white clothes. Young master Xiange waved his hand and said, "little injury, thanks to the prince of Pingchuan." Xiao chunleng said: "The king's life is indeed in your hands, but... Do you dare to kill the king now? As soon as the king dies, the soldiers and horses outside will immediately pierce your hearts. Even if the imperial guards arrive, it's too late? In addition, the king is still a county king. Wei Junmo, can you afford to kill the king?"

Xiao Qianye also stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Junmo, uncle Huang is right. How about everyone take a step back?" Xiao Qianye knew that he had no choice but to stand with Xiao Chun now. If something happened to Xiao Chunzhen, he would be even weaker. At least, their interests are the same.

Wei Junmo thought and cheated, and raised his foot to kick Xiao Chun out. Xiao Chun turned several somersaults before being held by the guard. He spit out a blood donation on the spot and said, "boy, you're cruel!"

Wei Junmo looked at him indifferently and said, "if you really think I dare not kill you, you might as well try again. In fact, I also want to know who your majesty believes more, my grandson and your brother."

Regardless of the blood, Xiao Chun said with a smile, "in that case, why don't you do it?"

Wei Junmo said, "I'm not free now. Go away."

"You!" being treated so coldly and contemptuously by Wei Junmo, Xiao Chun almost vomited blood again. Wei Junmo no longer went to see Xiao Chun, but looked up at Xiao Qianye and said, "you should take care of yourself."

Xiao Qianye's face turned white. He bit his teeth and didn't speak.

Xiao Chun and his men quickly withdrew. At the same time, Zhao Fei also lived in the town with his soldiers and horses. Tens of thousands of people were stationed in this small and inconspicuous Luoxia town overnight. People from both sides occupied the whole town one east and one west, forming a strange confrontation. Back in the hall, Nangong Mo was relieved and asked, "Junmo, elder martial brother, are you all right?"

Young master Xiange also sighed. A trace of fatigue appeared on his handsome face. He was not as happy as he was just outside, "I'm fine, but it's the son of Wei..."

"Poof!" before the young master Xiange's voice fell, Wei Junmo, standing next to him, suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood and fell down behind him.

"Jun Mo!"

"Childe!"

The people were shocked and hurriedly helped Wei Junmo to one side to sit down. Nangong Mo hurriedly took his wrist to feel his pulse and asked, "where's the injury?"

Wei Junmo looked pale, shook his head weakly and said softly, "it's all right... He's not seriously hurt, but he's a little tired..." childe Xiange took advantage of his face and said, "what's not seriously hurt? Hide from the doctor, you don't want to die? He suffered an internal injury!" childe Xiange's face was very ugly. If it weren't for him, Wei Junmo wouldn't be hurt. If something really happened to Wei Junmo, young master Xiange thought he might as well die, so as not to be ashamed to face the younger martial sister.