Secondary Personality Princess

Qian Sangsang suddenly fell into a coma. Zifu frowned and looked at the victims and other people who were still in shock. Zifu turned to the soldiers and said, "go back first. If Xia shenghou asks, he will say we want to save people. If you have any questions, just let him come to me. No one is allowed to touch a hair of the victims before I give an order. "

Several officers and soldiers were ordered to leave, but they were stopped by their clothes: "in addition, the grain for disaster relief issued by the imperial court should have arrived yesterday. Let Xia shenghou begin to distribute the grain today. If the victims here are slaughtered again, let them pack up and be ready to meet kehu with me. "

The officers and men of Nuo looked at each other. How dare you say this to Xia shenghou? But it's the eldest prince who speaks, just like the king's life, but he has to go back. He can only make the life sad to reply to Xia shenghou. Why is it that the superior doesn't agree? It's always the people below who are unlucky.

When the officers and soldiers retreated, Zifu Ziyang had no choice but to take Qian Sangsang back to the government to make a decision. Only when the carriage was just halfway through, the comatose man woke up.

Zifu Ziyang looks at the elegant girl, some don't understand, what she wants to do. The girl's beautiful eyes were lifted lightly, and a smile appeared on their faces. The girl's delicate voice was as clear as a jade plate: "brother."

Zifu Ziyang looks at the girl who is familiar with her eyes and eyebrows in front of her and knows that it's lesu. Suddenly, she feels that a wave is not even and another wave is rising. This time, lesu is not as weak as the last time. They suddenly think of Qian Sangsang's saying that if they are in a coma and Le comes back to life, they will tie her up and wait for Qian Sangsang to wake up again.

But the girl in front of her, qiaoxiaoqianxi, do you want to do as Qian Sangsang said? Just as they thought about it, lesu said again: "I know the whole story of this matter. It's really wrong for Qian Sangsang to do this, but she is right. The blood of the saint can really serve her people."

They couldn't believe it. They stared at lesu's face and tried to see the shadow of Qian Sangsang.

"Don't look at me like this. I'm the saint of this country and have the duty to protect my people." Lesu frowned discontentedly, but he was also shy about his unprecedented practice, just covered it up with his arrogant appearance.

When the party arrived at the mansion, Zifu Ziyang accepted the fact that the person in front of him was lesu. However, they still murmured about lesu's proposal: "lesu, it's good that you want to save people, but you know how precious the saint's blood is. You can't waste it at will."

Lesu Tingting curled out of the carriage, smelling words like disdain like happy smile, "I don't have money Sangsang so stupid, how precious my blood is, I know best in my heart, I won't let myself die of blood loss."

When they heard what lesu said, they were sure that the person in front of them was lesu, but they still doubted lesu's strange attitude. Seeing that lesu was still walking towards the residence of Bai Li Wen Ren, they frowned, but it was not good to stop lesu, so they had to follow him.

In front of Baili Wenren's room, Baili Wenren was studying the medicine to cure the plague with his door open. When he heard a voice, he looked up and saw that lesu came in, followed by Zifu Ziyang, who was worried. His face sank and his tone was not good: "what are you doing?"

Lesu, who was in a good mood, heard the hostile words of Baili Wenren, and the shallow smile disappeared from her eyes. Her face was gloomy and her heart was not good. As soon as she wanted to stop her, she heard Baili Wenren drive people out again: "I don't welcome you here, you go out for me."

Lesu is driven away by Baili Wenren's mouth. She doesn't worry about her face, and ignores Baili Wenren's orders. She looks around. In front of Baili Wenren's medicine table, she sees a thin blade and a porcelain bowl. Lesu turns around. Zifu Ziyang is even more worried about what lesu is doing.

In Bai Li's disgusted eyes, lesu takes up the blade with complex complexion and slides it on her finger. The sharp blade is like a releaser, and the red blood flows out slowly along the wound. Lesu looks at the blood flowing along her finger indifferently. Taking back her hand, lesu holds the porcelain bowl and sees that the quilt on the table holds this cup of clean water and pours it in.

A drop of blood turned into a life-saving liquid in a twinkling of an eye. Holding the porcelain bowl, lesu arrogantly walked to the hundred Li Wen people. "Ta" the sound of the porcelain bowl hitting the wooden table was very clear, breaking the silence, and the sound of a girl's silver bell: "I know what you are studying is the medicine for the treatment of plague, add this in."

"The people killed by Xia shenghou also gave them such medicine." Looking at Bai Li Wen's eyebrow picking and staring at the bowl on the table, lesu added that it was just a kind explanation that turned lesu's mouth into an arrogant command.

Bailiwen people hate lesu's attitude, but they also know that lesu's blood is a precious treasure in the world. After testing that lesu's blood will not conflict with the medicine, bailiwen people mix the boiled medicine into lesu's blood.

"Now, we can go and save people." Lesu watched the last action of Baili Wenren complete, turned to call the bodyguard, and told them to carry the medicine to the disaster area and give it to the victims.

Back in the disaster area again, Zifu Ziyang and his party watched as the victims drank the medicine to treat the plague. Within a day, they slowly got better at the speed visible to the naked eye. They could not help sighing that the amazing medical skills of hundreds of miles were just the victims who were killedPeople see in the past, in the bodyguard's forced infusion of medicine, also turned his eyes, slowly opened his eyes.

The victims looked at the dead and came back to life in disbelief. They thought that it was lesu and his party who had brought medicine to cure them and saved them from death. They took them back from the claws of death again. They all kowtowed to lesu and his party. They were full of words of gratitude to Dade.

Looking at the joy of the victims' rebirth, Zifu Ziyang has been at a loss for days, and his frown has been relaxed. Turning his head, lesu still stares at the victims without expression, not knowing what he is thinking. Unusually, lesu makes Zifu Ziyang extremely happy.

"Zisang, you are really good this time. You deserve the name of a saint In Ziyang's words, he couldn't hide his joy. Even Zifu, who was always calm, couldn't help praising: "Sonny, you're great."

In the face of their praise, lesu still stares at the victims in front of him without expression, and doesn't know what he is thinking in his eyes. Looking at the apathetic lesu, they don't care. They are still immersed in lesu's changing attitude.