The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Song Qingqing was stunned. At first, she thought that the man was Xue nianyi, but from her understanding, he didn't know kung fu. She watched him grow up from childhood, and didn't find any sign of learning martial arts. Did someone teach him lightness skills in secret? Feng Yi's people?

A moment later, she herself denied this conjecture. If he was really so powerful, why didn't she resist the bullying of the Feng family when he was in the capital? She saw his injury in person, so she believed that if he had any resistance, he would not be so miserable.

If not Xue nianyi, then who is he?

Song Qingqing didn't figure out why Xuanyuan Ying'er came after she left. When Xuanyuan Sheng came back and saw her worried appearance, he couldn't help reaching out to smooth the wrinkles between her eyebrows. He said in a warm voice, "what do you think? So absorbed? "

Song Qingqing looked at him and said, "ah Sheng, I still don't trust Ying'er. It's not enough for her to have only crescent moon."

Xuanyuansheng pondered: "what do you think of Ling Xiaoqi?"

"She?" There was a chill on Song Qing's face.

Xuanyuansheng didn't avoid her existence at all. He said in a light voice: "instead of letting her stay in the city Lord's residence and do nothing, it's better to give her something to do. Her Kung Fu is good. She can't take it lightly to protect the shadow."

I don't know why, but song Qingqing thinks Ling Xiaoqi is not simple. She doesn't worry that xuanyuansheng will change her mind. She just doesn't want to take risks with Yinger's life.

As if seeing through song Qingqing's idea, xuanyuansheng said, "Qingqing, have you forgotten that the most dangerous place is also the safest place? This is also true of human beings. The more dangerous they feel about her, the more they put her under their noses. No matter what happens, they will try to ask her how she can still make waves? "

Song had to nod his head: "just do as you say. If she really dares to harm Ying'er's heart, I will never show mercy."

Xuanyuansheng took her shoulder and said, "don't say you won't let her go, neither will I

The day soon dawned, and the people in the city Lord's mansion were almost sleepless all night. The whole fireworks building had been destroyed.

Xuanyuansheng naturally would not bear this evil spirit. The king of nansai repeatedly stepped on his painful feet. First, he tied the shadow away, and then he set fire to the fireworks building. No matter what happened, he made up his mind to get rid of him.

But now the army of Yuecheng is still in Chenxu city. He must go there before he can mobilize the army to besiege nansai king.

This matter is temporarily stranded, because the labor time of Song Dynasty is coming soon.

Xuanyuansheng naturally wanted to stay in the city master's office to take care of him. He took the lead in asking song Zhili to take Mu Xiaobai and some craftsmen to Chenxu city and do a good job in the construction of the city.

Originally, song Zhili intended to go with Xuanyuan Yinger, but song Qingqing didn't let her go. She didn't want Yinger to be out of her sight. After all, someone was staring at her secretly.

Song Zhili couldn't take the crescent moon away, so he left the city with Mu Xiaobai 15 years later.

Song Qingqing's day of childbirth is approaching day by day. It is reasonable that she should rest, but she can't spare time. She helps Hua Mingyue to re-establish the defense in the mansion, and increases many dark guards.

Xu's Secret guards played a role. Nothing happened to the whole city Lord's mansion, and the princess was very quiet. Besides practicing and reading, she was playing with Xiaobao.

Ling Xiaoqi has become her bodyguard. Although she doesn't like to see her, she can't help it. Who wants her to be good at martial arts? Since new year's Eve, she has never seen the boy in black again. He seems to have disappeared from her world and never appeared again.

More than a month later, several homicide cases suddenly appeared in Yuecheng. It is reasonable to say that such cases could not disturb xuanyuansheng and song Qingqing, but the dead were very prestigious people in Yuecheng, and even one of them was an aide of hanyue, which made him very angry and ordered his subordinates to find out the murderer as soon as possible. However, the dead body smelled, The case has no clue.

Cold month investigation is not good at, finally had to harden the scalp to report the matter to xuanyuansheng in front of.

Xuanyuansheng ordered him to sort out the information of the dead, and then started to investigate from the people who had a grudge with the dead, but in the end, he still didn't get anything.

Han Yue brushed her sleeve and sighed: "emperor, if there are enemies in other dead people, then Weichen's staff is alone. What's more important is that the defense plan of Yuecheng is in his hands. The only thing Weichen worries about now is whether the defense plan is leaked."

Xuanyuansheng naturally also realized the seriousness of the matter. He hurried to song Qingqing with cold moon and told him one by one.

Song Qingqing sat on the soft couch and said, "Mr. Han, do you know if there are any copying masters in this city?"

After thinking about it carefully, Han Yue said, "I haven't heard about the master of copying, but there should be a painter. I heard that there is a very powerful painter in the north of the city, and many people like to look for his portrait, because his painting is very lifelike."

Song tilted his head and looked at xuanyuansheng: "does the emperor have time to invite the painter to the palace?"

Xuanyuansheng was very clear that she would never say something for no reason, so she nodded and said, "now I'll send someone to bring him."

It took half an hour from the city master's residence to the north of the city. The servant took the painter into the residence and directly brought him to the front of song Qingqing.

There was nothing unusual about the painter's plain appearance. Song was not polite. He just sat on a stool and asked him to draw a picture.

Sure enough, this painter's painting skill is very high. He can draw song Qingqing's vivid appearance with only a few strokes. Even xuanyuansheng can't help but be amazed.

Song Qingqing looked at the portrait in front of him and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen really deserves his reputation. This portrait is very satisfactory to the palace."

The painter quickly bowed to salute: "Cao min, thank you for your love!"

Song Qing ordered someone to give him the reward. After he took it, he said in a low voice, "there's one more thing I want to ask for in my palace. I don't know if the painter can agree to it."

The painter was so scared that he said, "I don't dare to ask for words. If the queen has anything to do, just tell her."

Song Qingqing winked at the cold moon next to him. He reached out and took out the defense map from his sleeve, then handed it to the painter.

Seeing the painter's puzzled face, song Qingqing explained, "would you please copy it?"

Naturally, the painter did not dare to refuse. He had just copied a brush, and suddenly felt that the drawing was a little familiar.

Seeing that he stopped, song asked curiously, "what's the matter? But what's wrong with this drawing? "

The painter quickly shook his head and said, "no, the grass people will copy it now!"