Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

But in southern Xinjiang, it is absolutely not allowed to kill innocent people indiscriminately, even though Nangong Beibei may still be a plague patient. Nangong Beibei hides his face and cries, "my brother has a high fever, we have no money, so there is really no way for me to come to the national master and the witch doctor, cough..." Nangong Beibei coughs again.

However, with his right hand spread out, Nangong Beibei's face changed greatly. He was surprised and very afraid: "blood, blood... I cough up blood. It's really a plague. If we don't save it, it's very likely that... Cough..."

Nangong Beibei covered his mouth again, and then the blood spread a little more, but it was shocking to see the guards next to him.

Also dare not have slightest slight: "you wait, wait..."

Someone quickly walked into the room and reported to liuqingxuan and Hongling. He saw the man's confused voice.

Nangong Beibei lowered his head, but he raised a sly smile.

What's more, several people who stood beside her did not dare to move. They were always far away from her. Plague was the most feared thing of ancient people.

Because a death is a big death, and some plagues can't be cured. Fortunately, this time, she can make use of it, although it's a bit humiliating.

But for the sake of the plan, they all gave up!

Soon, liuqingxuan and Hongling, led by the guards, quickly came to the door and saw Nangong Beibei like this.

But he frowned and reached for Nangong Beibei's pulse. Nangong Beibei coughed again: "cough... National teacher, you want to help me, you want to help me..."

As soon as Liu Qingxuan took Nangong Beibei's pulse, he knew that Nangong Beibei was not plagued, but Nangong Beibei insisted on it. What's more, Nangong Beibei held liuqingxuan's hand tightly and blinked at liuqingxuan. Liuqingxuan soon knew that he was ready to give a sign to Hongling: "younger martial sister, please come and help me, help me in."

"Good." Hongling nodded and came to help Nangong Beibei.

Later, Liu Qingxuan said to the guard outside: "before I know the cause of the disease, don't tell it out, so as not to cause panic."

"Yes, national teacher."

Several bodyguards quickly nodded, and after explaining these things, Liu Qingxuan quickly walked towards the mansion with his hands on his back.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is urgent.

Soon, Nangong Beibei has been taken to the guest room. Liu Qingxuan asks his cronies to guard outside. He and Hongling stay in the guest room.

Liuqingxuan looked at Nangong Beibei, frowning and wondering: "how did you come out of the palace?"

You know, the imperial palace is heavily guarded, and Nangong Beibei is the object LAN Mu is looking for. How did she get out? She can think of such a move to visit.

He is really a smart girl, but it's a pity that he has more heart than strength.

"If I don't come out again, Qiushui will marry Lengfeng. Would you like Qiushui to marry Lengfeng?"

Nangong Beibei pursed her lips and made a sound. Seeing that liuqingxuan and Hongling didn't speak, she said, "once Qiushui is married, Lengfeng hasn't recovered. It's OK to remember. What if they do? Do you think Lengfeng will continue to stay in Jianguo? As long as the memory of the cold wind is restored, the autumn water will not even come back to southern Xinjiang. "

Even if Nangong Beibei doesn't say it, liuqingxuan and Hongling can imagine the future situation of Qiushui. Liuqingxuan and Hongling can't be saved in the face of death.

Before Nangong Beibei came, they were just trying to figure out how to bring Qiushui out of the palace and exchange a civet cat for the prince.

However, I didn't think of a good way.

"Are you hurt?" Hongling frowned and made a sound. She also saw the red blood on Nangong Beina.

"No Nangong Beibei denied it.

"What's the matter with the blood on you?" No injury change, how can there be so much blood on the body?

Nangong Beibei looked down at the blood on his body, but he pursed his lips.

She saw a hen laying eggs in other people's yard, thinking that she might have to act in front of them later.

So, she killed the hen, with a little blood in her mouth. Unexpectedly, it was used. Nangong Beibei thinks that she can get a golden horse award after she goes back

It's just a pity that she can't go back now because it's ancient times, and the immediate plan is the most important.

Nangong Beibei pursed her lips and said, "but it's just for the sake of realism. I'm not hurt. I came out of the Palace this time just to discuss something with you, and I have already talked about it with Qiushui. Qiushui agrees, but I need your help. "

Nangong Beibei talks directly to the point and doesn't want to beat around the bush.

Just because she's worth it, she doesn't have much time to delay.

"What's the matter?"

Liuqingxuan is more curious about the idea in Nangong Beibei's heart, which can make Qiushui agree. Hongling and liuqingxuan are in the same mood.

Nangong Beibei was silent for a while, then he said: "Qiushui doesn't want to marry, I will."

In a word, liuqingxuan and Hongling have already understood the meaning of Nangong Beibei. Nangong Beibei wants to use Qiushui's identity to return to Lengfeng's side.

However, in this way, Qiushui will never be able to go back to southern Xinjiang, which will be unexpected. Qiushui's future life is doomed to be dark.

"Qiushui, how can that girl fool around? If you get married, what will you do if you are found out? " Hongling quickly refused Nangong Beibei's words.

Nangong Beibei is not a member of the royal family. It's OK to do what she wants.

But Qiushui is different. Once such a decision is made, Qiushui will never regret the way to go.

Liu Qingxuan pursed his thin lips, but he was also against Nangong Beibei's words. Nangong Beibei also knows that this is inappropriate.

But if you don't, there is no other way to let autumn water body and retreat, but she also has no way to walk to Lengfeng's side.

"I know you all think it's impossible, but if you think about it again, will you let Qiushui marry Jiangguo? You don't mean you don't know who Qiushui is going to marry. It's my husband. He really hasn't recovered his memory yet, but what should he do once his memory is recovered? If he will stay in Jianguo, will he recover his memory? Have you ever thought about these questions. What's more, Qiushui also said that the Imperial Palace in southern Xinjiang is not the life she yearns for. Even if you save her this time, what about the next marriage? "