The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Until now, he knew that he was a complete failure. The woman in front of him was too cruel. He was not her opponent at all. All he could do was to run away.

With this understanding, he suddenly pulled down a section of the curtain, only to hear a loud bang, the whole pavilion collapsed in an instant.

Shangguanrui yelled: "Qing'er!" With that, he rushed over and grasped her wrist.

Song Qingqing originally intended to take chan'er up as a hostage. However, she was probably poisoned. She was so dead that she just let go and was hugged by shangguanrui.

With a loud noise, the whole pavilion was razed to the ground, and all the soldiers went down with him as he pulled the mechanism at fonsizer.

Song Qing's face was full of condensation: "fengxize is too cunning. No wonder fengxichen has no way to deal with him."

Shangguanrui looked around at the towering green mountains and said, "the mountains here are steep. If you want to find him, it's hard to find him."

Song Qing nodded: "it's getting late. Let's leave here and make a decision after we see feng Xichen." With that, she walked out quickly.

Just after half an hour's journey, song Qingqing saw the guards of the western regions again. This time, he was indeed sent by Feng Xichen, because the leader was his personal guard.

"I'll see the empress. I'm late to receive her. I hope I can make atonement!" He was the first to kneel on the ground.

Song Qingqing said: "you are not late. We just met the second prince, but he has already escaped."

Guard Leng Leng, a moment before carefully opening: "the queen is not injured?"

Song Qingqing said with a smile: "how can it be? Don't you think the people in this palace are good? Are they the ones who are injured? "

Shangguanrui said to one side: "a thunderbolt bomb of our king is thrown over. They cry and shout. If they dare to make a trip to qinger, they have to kill him."

The guard mentioned a heart in his throat and then let it go. He said, "Kyoto is ahead. The king is waiting for the queen to enter the city."

When they finally got to Kyoto, song realized what the real purgatory was like. The streets were full of smoke and dust with the flavor of Chinese medicine, which was very choking. In such an air, even if he didn't catch the disease, he was afraid that he would get sick.

Song Qing tightened his eyebrows and asked, "what's the taste of this?"

The guard replied, "it's the national master who is boiling holy water for us. Only by drinking holy water can we be blessed by the gods and not be infected with epidemic diseases."

Song said coldly, "it's ridiculous. If holy water works, why is the epidemic still spreading? Why don't you get people to stop him from doing this ridiculous thing? "

There was a look of embarrassment on the guard's face. He said in a low voice: "empress, what the people want is peace of mind, and the national teacher is the one chosen by the gods. What he said is the instructions of the gods, and the people can't resist."

Sure enough, superstition killed people. Song could not help but mutter, how could fengxichen allow such an incredible thing to happen? He is a monarch. Shouldn't he guide the people in the right way? How could he allow this to happen?

She coughed, put on the mask she had prepared, and then said, "where is fengxichen now? I have to find him and ask him to order the national master to stop polluting the air. This will only make the people of the western regions die faster. "

The guard was frightened. He didn't expect that things should be so serious.

When he met Feng Xichen in the imperial palace of the western regions, song Qingqing almost couldn't recognize him. He was wearing a broad yellow robe and had a handsome face. Now he was yellow and thin, and his blue eyes were extremely shocking.

Rao is shangguanrui also painfully looking at him: "little minister, how did you become like this?"

Feng Xichen sighed helplessly: "you can come. Please sit in the hall. I'll tell you in detail."

Song Qing waved his hand: "don't sit in the hall. The first thing is to deal with the continuous smoke. Long term inhalation will damage people's respiratory tract."

Feng Xichen was stunned: "you say these thick smoke? This is the National Teacher burning holy water

Song Qingning looked at him: "fengxichen, as a king, how can you be so confused? Holy water can't cure diseases at all. Why do you want to let the people drink it

Fengxichen's eyes flashed a struggle. He didn't understand this truth, but now he has no way. If he doesn't let the national teacher to appease the people, he is afraid that there will be a civil commotion in Kyoto.

He said in a low voice: "I also have some difficulties. I hope I can pacify the people. After all, I have sealed a town and many people have died there."

Song Qingqing looks at Feng Xichen seriously. She once thought he was a prince full of intelligence, introverted and calm. But it's only a year since he was seen. He was tortured like this. If he got something, it's not necessarily good.

She was silent for a moment and then said, "now we should start from the root. The holy water must not be drunk by the common people. We should go to see the national teacher immediately."

Fengxichen nodded and ordered people to get out of the carriage and head for qiushentai in the south of Kyoto.

As the name suggests, qiushentai was the place where the emperors of the western regions worshiped the gods. It was a very high bamboo building. At this time, the national master was wearing a big black robe and humming scriptures that people could not understand.

Song Qing was sitting in the carriage. Looking around, he saw a lot of people kneeling on the square of the altar. A special person filled them with holy water, and then watched them drink one by one.

When everyone drinks holy water, his face is very devout. Some people even worship three times on the ground before they dare to drink it.

At this time, fengxichen stepped out of the carriage. The people recognized him and worshiped him. He nodded and took song Qingqing to the bamboo tower.

When he heard the footsteps, he stopped humming and looked at Feng Xichen with a frown. His face was not happy.

"King? How can you come to Shentai if you don't deal with government affairs in the palace at this time? " He spoke very impolitely and did not salute. It was obvious that he did not pay attention to fengxichen.

Fengxichen didn't feel embarrassed. He said in a low voice, "I'll introduce you. This is a miracle doctor of Jinxi. She has excellent medical skills, especially for the epidemic diseases in our western regions."

The teacher's cold eyes fell on Song Qingqing, and he looked at her like a snake, which made her very uncomfortable.

After a moment's silence, the national teacher said coldly: "since she is good at medicine, let her go to treat the people infected with epidemic diseases first. What can I do to come to my praying platform? I don't have any plague patients here. "

Song tilted his brow and frowned: "dare to ask the national master, can you cure the disease by drinking your holy water?"

The national teacher looked at her angrily: "what do you mean? Questioning the holy water of this seat? This is a gift from God. Everyone can drink it and stay away from disaster. "

Song Qingqing suddenly began to laugh, and she said in a fierce voice: "nonsense, does God want you to use black pine leaves to burn smoke to harm the people?"

The national teacher was shocked. He asked in a trembling voice, "how do you know that I use wusongye?"