Only you: King's crazy concubine

The doctor stroked his beard, "here... Are there any small herbs?"

Bai Feng looked at the doctor beside him and motioned him to see the prescription. The doctor also shook his head, "there are few small ones."

In this way, Bai Feng looked at the prescription in his hand and said with satisfaction, "yes, you can send the medicinal materials you have at home to the city master's house."

Several doctors nodded and bowed, "in that case, I'll leave."

When Bai Feng nodded, several people left with the medicine box on their back, "I thought it was for us to cure the disease and save people, but I didn't expect it to be medicinal materials."

"Look, that childe is generous, gentle and polite. He should be from Beijing."

"I guess so, but it's a pity that I didn't see the disabled king."

"Is the remnant king what we people want to see?"

"That's what I said."

After they left, Bai Feng walked into the inner room with light hands and feet, "don't worry too much. Qing Yan is just too weak now. Those doctors don't have ginseng at home. I don't know what to do."

"The city Lord's mansion has." Xuanyuan Zimo said faintly.

Bai Feng didn't react at first. He subconsciously repeated, "city Lord's house?" isn't the city Lord's house where they are now.

One day, zhu'er was settling accounts in his room. Suddenly, the boy came to report, "miss zhu'er, outside the door, he claimed to be king Murong and King Yi."

"I see. Take him to the living room and wait a moment. Wang will come right away."

A quarter of an hour later, Murong Yi sat in the hall and drank a pot of tea. He still didn't see zhu'er. He was a little impatient. "Why hasn't the girl you said zhu'er come yet?"

The boy was calm and said with a smile, "miss zhu'er is usually busy. Wang Yi will wait a moment and miss zhu'er will come soon."

Murong Yi frowned and said nothing.

"When King Yi came to Xuanyuan Dynasty, he didn't go to see Xuanyuan Zihao first. Instead, he came to the remnant Palace first. Aren't you afraid of being hated by Xuanyuan Zihao?" Zhu Er, dressed in blue and cold, came in from the outside.

This year, with Gu Qing Yan's eyes and ears, Zhu Er's thought was not so feudal. Gradually, he followed Gu Qing Yan to call Xuanyuan Zihao's name, and some looked more and more like her.

Murong Yi frowned and went straight to the theme, "hand over the Qin rouqin West."

"Yi Wang, look at the letter left by my master before making a choice." Zhu Er took out a letter from his sleeve.

Murong Yi's cold face came to mind automatically. He took the letter and looked carefully. He was vaguely unhappy, "delusion."

Zhu'er is curious. He doesn't know what the young lady wrote in the letter, which makes Murong Yi so unhappy.

"The master said, if Yi Wang doesn't agree, please go back," said zhu'er with a smile. Anyway, she still wants to torture them and avenge the young lady. "I'll take good care of Qin Xi and them."

Murong Yi's face was heavy and the letter paper in his hand was pulled into a ball. Zhu Er frowned and said, "King Yi, this letter was written by the master himself. If you don't agree, you can give it back to me." Miss Yi's handwriting is beautiful and can't be ruined by him.

Murong Yi looked down at the crumpled stationery in his hand, threw it to zhu'er, got up and left angrily.

Bamboo son gently smoothed the rice paper and looked curiously at the contents of the letter. There were only 20 words: Murong Yi, a city changes its Qin to a western one. It doesn't bargain. It's out of date.

Zhu Er chuckled. What does it mean to bargain? Gu Qingyan told her before that miss, did you treat Qin Rou as goods? But if you want to exchange a city, no wonder Murong Yi is so angry. Qin Xi is just the daughter of a general. Why is Miss sure that Murong Yi will agree.

The moon is bright and the stars are rare. The semi-circular moon is high in the sky. It is bright and can not be blasphemed. The moonlight is soft, but it emits a cold smell.

As soon as Baifeng entered the yard, he saw Xuanyuan Zimo standing with his hands on his back. He seemed to be worried. He walked to him and said, "Zimo, it seems that we haven't had wine together for a long time." he shook the two small jars of wine in his hand, "have a breath?"

Xuanyuan Zimo shook his head, "Yan'er hopes I drink less."

"Well, you and Qingyan are wife slaves before they get married." Bai Feng opened it and took a sip, sighed with satisfaction. It's still a good taste of wine, and can temporarily forget his worries.

Xuanyuanzi's ink face didn't change color. He didn't care, and even seemed to enjoy it.

Bai Feng hardly looked at him and bumped him with his elbow. "Speaking of marriage, did you and Qing Yan say when to get married?"

"Wait for her to be willing that day." when Xuanyuan Zimo talked about GuQing Yan, his face was soft and his voice was lighter.

Bai Feng knew you would say so. Suddenly he remembered something and said angrily, "this dead fat man asked him for ginseng in the afternoon. He always said no. I had to search in person. With his size, he dared to talk nonsense. When we were blind."

Xuanyuan Zimo looked at him calmly, "how's the plague investigation?"

"I went to see them. Those people have rashes, bad breath in their mouth, some serious, and even stink. Let me try medication control." Bai Feng frowned and was distressed. "I've seen plagues large and small, but I can't see what the plague is. I don't feel much like a plague, but it's like poisoning."

Xuanyuan Zimo patted him on the shoulder. "Now that you're here, it's up to you. Be careful." then he turned and entered the room.

The only white maple with a bitter face, who knows that he came back from a trip to the north of the city in the afternoon. He was covered with stink and didn't bathe for two or three times.

Bai Feng sighed deeply, drank a mouthful of wine, looked up at the moon and said, "drinking is to drink with friends. Unfortunately, now only you accompany me."

The next day, Xuanyuan Zimo packed up and opened the door to see Ling Ying waiting in the hospital. Two of them seemed to be Yan'er and frowned. How did they feel that they had met somewhere.

"Let's go, hurry up." Bai Feng's words interrupted his thoughts.

Xuanyuan Zimo was always cold outside. He was like a big boy only in front of GuQing's face. His voice was low, but there was no temperature. "You two are here to guard Yan'er. No one is allowed to enter this yard."

Ling Yu and his father met Zimo before. Although they have changed a lot, they are still afraid that Xuanyuan Zimo will recognize them and cause trouble to their master.

But he looked like he didn't remember who they were. He was relieved and bowed his head, "yes."

Although their father murderer is Xuanyuan, they have clear gratitude and resentment, and will not put their hatred on Xuanyuan Zimo. Moreover, Gu Jinghua often praised Xuanyuan Zimo as a rare talent when he was alive. If he was the king of a country, he must be a Ming king.