Only you: King's crazy concubine

Bai Feng put Xuanyuan Zimo on the bed. When he saw the wound on his back, he took a breath. He saw that the wound on Xuanyuan Zimo's back was bleeding, and his black robe had already turned dark purple.

Gu tilted his face and frowned, "look at him first. I'll go back to Liuguang pavilion to get something."

Bai Feng: "Oh, good."

However, Gu Qingyan returned to the king's residence after a incense burning time. After listening carefully, she could still hear that her breath was unstable. It was obvious that she hurried back.

The dark guard of the disabled Prince's residence thought he was an assassin. Just about to rush out, Gu glanced at him and didn't care. He continued to walk. Dark guard patted his head in frustration. His eyes were so dull that he almost offended the princess.

When Baifeng heard the sound of opening the door, he turned his head and saw Gu Qingyan with fine sweat on his forehead. He came forward to take the box in her hand. As soon as he took it, he knew how heavy it was. He was surprised and said, "you just brought such a heavy box?" he was a big man, and it was hard to carry it.

Gu Qingyan went straight to the bedside without looking back: "is it difficult for him to run over with long feet? Take the medicine box."

"Oh, oh." Baifeng choked and put the medicine box beside the bed, then stood aside.

Gu Qingyan opened the medicine box, took out cotton, gently wiped the blood on Xuanyuan Zimo's back, then took out a silver needle and pricked it in several places on his back. He saw that the blood stopped.

Bai Feng was amazed. Although he also studied acupuncture, he never knew it could stop bleeding. Seeing his indifferent ancient face, he couldn't help asking, "what's this?"

"Cotton, together with the alcohol extracted by myself, can play a role in disinfection and is not easy to cause infection."

"Oh," although these words sound strange, Bai Feng roughly knows what they mean. At the same time, he is grateful for Gu Qingyan's not hiding. "Can silver needles be inserted in these places to stop bleeding?"

"Well, these acupoints can stop bleeding temporarily," Gu Qinyan replied tirelessly. He seemed to know that Bai Feng was interested in learning and continued, "please help me pass me the sharp knife and cotton."

Bai Feng was stunned for a moment and quickly looked for it in the medicine box, "Oh, oh."

Next, Gu Qingyan deals with Xuanyuan Zimo's wound. Bai Feng starts to look at Gu Qingyan's eyes, sometimes admiring and sometimes exclaiming.

Gu Qingyan sprinkled golden sore medicine. After washing his hands, he packed the medicine box and said to Bai Feng, "please look at him. If he wakes up and doesn't obey, he will say that I won't see him again in the future."

Bai Feng held back his smile and finally someone could cure him. He nodded again and again, "don't worry, I'll take good care of your husband for you."

Gu Qingyan glanced at him faintly, which seemed to be a little disgusted. "No more exercise, I can't lift a medicine box, or I'm not a man." then he calmly pushed open the door and left.

Baifeng wants to cry without tears. It's not that he is weak, but that the enemy is too strong. Sure enough, a family doesn't enter a house and speaks so venomous.

Gu Qingyan returned to Liuguang pavilion with the medicine box. As soon as he entered the study, he saw several people in Zhuer. He paused. He put down the medicine box as if nothing had happened, poured a cup of tea, took a sip, picked up the book on the table and looked at it. The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

After a incense stick, Zhu Er couldn't help saying, "Miss, don't you find that you haven't been home these days?"

"What's the matter? It's four o'clock now. Aren't you sleepy?" Gu Qingyan looked at the book, his eyes not raised.

Zhuer frowned, "Miss, can you care about yourself?"

"You go to bed. You'll be busy tomorrow and have a rest earlier." Gu Qingyan pretended not to hear and said.

Knowing that her young lady had changed the subject, Zhu Er said frankly, "Miss, tomorrow is the night of the full moon. Yulu pill has been given to the dark emperor. Where's Zilong pill?"

"The purple dragon pill has been eaten." Gu Qinyan put down the scroll and looked at her, smiling rather than smiling, sending out momentum invisibly, "is there any problem?"

Zhu'er subconsciously shook his head. Gu Qingyan looked at Ling Le, Ling Yu and Mo Mei, "what about you?"

The three shook their heads at the same time. Even the direction was the same. Gu Qinyan stood up, opened the door and leaned lazily against the door frame, "OK, you know what you want to know. Go back to bed quickly. Lord Yan dare not accept your master."

Several people left the study in disbelief. Gu Qingyan flashed a smile in his eyes, but shook his head. Fortunately, he didn't have enough IQ and was easy to deceive. Otherwise, she couldn't resist Zhu Er's wordy Kung Fu.

The next day, in the imperial study of the palace, Xuanyuan Zihao looked at the memorial and seemed to be fascinated. The eunuch beside him whispered, "emperor, I heard that adults have been here for a long time."

"Hmm? Why didn't you say that earlier," Xuanyuan Zihao looked up suspiciously, with a flat tone but no anger. "I heard that Aiqing was sitting. Look at these unimportant memorials. I have a headache when I see them." I picked up the memorials on the table, turned them over and threw them back on the table.

At the beginning, he looked unchanged and bowed his head and said, "the emperor is the Lord of the world. It is understandable that those officials and ministers dare not make their own opinions." with one hand, he covered it with his wide sleeve and touched the box in his sleeve without trace.

Xuanyuan Zihao laughed, "I still hear that people love you and understand me. You can always please me."

"As a minister, you should share your worries for the master." I heard that people hung their eyes at the beginning to hide their disgust.

"If only those old urchins had your loyalty," sighed Xuanyuan Zihao. "People are old and can't do a lot of things."

The emperor is the real dragon and the son of heaven. God will bless the emperor

"Alas, you know my thoughts best around me. From your point of view, which of king Qi and King Feng is more in love with Qing's eyes?" Xuanyuan Zihao flashed through his eyes and tried quietly.

Hearing the man's eyes hanging at the beginning, he didn't panic and said, "king Qi and King Feng are the emperor's dragons. They are all dragons and phoenixes among people."

No one doesn't like to listen to praising words. Xuanyuan Zihao's dragon heart is very happy. He secretly says to the old fox, "you know what I mean."

Xuanyuan Zihao raised his feet and walked down the stairs step by step. "Although I'm old, I'm very clear-minded. I don't know if Qi'er and feng'er have moved in the dark these years. Feng'er knows how to disguise. Qi'er's means are decisive. It's difficult for me to choose for a moment."

"According to Wei Chen, although king Qi and King Feng can be independent, they still lack discipline." Wen Renchu bowed his head and said respectfully.

Xuanyuan Zihao seemed to be angered by this sentence. He waved his big hand and became angry with the Buddha sleeve. "Do they have little training? Under my eyes, they dare to win over the courtiers unscrupulously. In a few years, they will dare to force the palace."

Wen Renchu pretended to be frightened and hurriedly knelt down, "the emperor calm down."

"It is said in the capital that the streaming shadow sword is in Gu Qingyan's hand. I remember that Gu Qingyan is the legitimate daughter of Gu Aotian. She was burned to death a year ago. How did she come back from the dead? Does Aiqing know what happened?" Xuanyuan Zihao stood in front of him and carried his hand behind him. His voice was dignified through the vicissitudes of life.