The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

"Hold on Song Zuo's anxious voice came from above, and a rope was thrown down at her.

Song Qingqing grasped the rope in time and stopped his falling body a few inches away from the tip of the sword.

She was shocked and broke into a cold sweat. Fortunately, she had a quick reaction. If she slowed down, she would die.

Song Zuo shouts: "hold on, I'll pull you up."

As the voice fell, she felt a pull from the top, which made her farther away from the rows of sharp knife tips.

A moment later, she returned to the ground. When she stepped on the solid soil, she let out a long breath.

Song you grabbed her collar and yelled, "I told you to be careful? Don't walk around? "

Song Qingqing's eyes flashed a cold awn, but for a moment it was well hidden.

At this time, song Zuo came to persuade him: "even if you scold her, it's useless. The mechanism has been touched. It's OK. Let's go up the mountain quickly. It's getting late!"

After hearing this, song you glared at Song Qingqing. Then he pushed her away and turned to walk up the mountain.

Song left low voice scolds a way: "this time follow closely, don't make trouble again."

Song Qingqing didn't say a word, but he kept the location of the trap in his mind.

Finally, when they arrived at dusk, they came to the mountain, between the verdant forests, and suddenly appeared a house built with trees everywhere. Occasionally, cooking smoke came out of the house, with an attractive smell of rice.

Song Qing swallowed his saliva. When someone in the stockade saw them, he gathered around them.

They were all very strong, with the fierce momentum of reckless people, with machetes on their waists, and swayed on the road.

"You're back?" A cold looking old man came up to them and frowned.

The two brothers quickly hugged their hands and said, "we have finished what the leader ordered. This boy is the imperial doctor in his ancestors and knows some medical skills."

"Just him?" Housekeeper Chen squinted at Song Qing in front of him.

She frowned. She always felt that the thin old man standing in front of her was very uncomfortable because his eyes were as poisonous as snake letter.

Although the bottom of my heart is extremely disgusted, but the face she did not show, even between the lips also showed a little smile.

Housekeeper Chen snorted and sneered: "I'm afraid you two are blind, aren't you? Now this boy is so young that he knows how to do medicine? "

The brothers immediately retorted: "steward Chen, it's a mule or a horse. He's really good at medicine. His ancestors served the emperor."

Housekeeper Chen's gloomy face sank and said for a long time, "take him to see the leader!"

The two brothers answered with pride and took song Qingqing's arm and went to the stockade.

When I went to a hall, I saw the white bearded old man sitting on a leather chair. His face was condensed, especially his sharp eyes, which seemed to have insight into people's heart. People subconsciously dropped their eyes in front of him.

The two brothers knelt down and saluted him respectfully. Then they stood up and introduced Song Qing to him.

The old man looked at Song Qingqing and asked in a deep voice, "just now, they said that your ancestors were imperial doctors and served the former Emperor?"

Song Qingqing nodded his head, but he suddenly said, "what disease did you say the emperor died of?"

Her heart trembled. It was just a saying that she could get up the mountain. How could she really know what ailments the emperor had? If it's not good, it's fatal.

Seeing that she was silent, a chill flashed over the old man's face, and he said harshly, "come on, pull this man down and put him in jail."

Song Zuo and song Youji's face changed greatly, but song Qingqing cried out anxiously: "slow down!"

The old man with white beard waved his hand. Mori's cold eyes were staring at her tightly. He frowned and said, "do you remember?"

Song Qingqing bit the lip, thinking that the diseases that can cause death are only those. But she seems to vaguely remember that Xuanyuan Sheng once mentioned that someone poisoned the former Emperor. Thinking of this, she said: "the death of the former Emperor was due to his old age, occasional cold and exhaustion."

The old man with white beard looked at her meaningfully and asked, "according to your meaning, is there another layer of secret? What about the inside

"Poisoning!" Song Qing squeezed these two words out of his teeth.

After that, there was a dead silence in the hall.

Song Qingqing didn't know whether she was right or wrong. In a word, she was very upset at the moment. She just inferred the cause of the death of the former Emperor with a few words from Xuanyuan Sheng, which was really too risky.

Her heart was as nervous as a deer, but her face was still. Her calm eyes made the white bearded old man sitting on the chair look at her with new eyes.

Before he could speak, he heard a noise coming from outside. Then a little servant girl rushed to the hall and said in a hurry, "tell me back, miss is in great pain again."

As soon as the old man's face changed, he said in a deep voice, "come and see fu'er with me."

Song Qingqing hurriedly followed him and walked to a very elegant house in the backyard. He saw a girl lying on the bed with a faint breath.

As soon as the old man saw her, he hurried over and helped her up.

The girl's face was pale, and her lips had turned black. She looked terrible.

She reluctantly called a father, a pair of lips stammered, no longer speak.

The old man with white beard looked anxiously at Song Qing and said, "please help my fu'er to have a look, quick."

Song Qingqing hurried forward and said, "please step back."

The old man reluctantly put her back on the bed and said in a soft voice, "don't be afraid, fu'er. The doctor that my father invited for you is not like the quack doctor in the past. His ancestors were the imperial doctors in the palace."

I don't know if the word "imperial doctor" has stimulated the sick girl in front of her. Her dim eyes suddenly lit up a touch of light, just like the bright star eyes suddenly immersed in her empty eyes, making her whole person have a strange luster.

She holds song Qingqing's wrist tightly and stares at her with hope.

Song Qingqing asked her to close her eyes, then took out the silver needle from her purse and stabbed it on her acupoints. She gave a dull hum, which made the old man with white beard jump up immediately, quickly grabbed her wrist and said, "what did you do to her?"