The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Han imperial doctor looked at xuanyuansheng with a look: "back to the emperor, the left Deputy General Chen Duming is not Yirong."

Xuanyuansheng nodded and asked him to step down.

"What about the right deputy general?" Han Yu Yi frowned.

Chen Duming said, "report back to the emperor. Commander pan, the right deputy general, has taken poison and died."

Xuanyuansheng sneered coldly. It seems that one of the Deputy generals is a fake.

One after another, people came forward to test their faces with liquid medicine. Some of them didn't change their looks, but some of them had lost their color before they washed them twice.

He didn't dare to move again. He took a wary look at xuanyuansheng sitting in the upper position, then turned around and ran away.

A sharp sword suddenly inserted in his heart, let him spit out a mouthful of blood, unwilling to die.

"Name it, pull it down!" Xuanyuansheng gave a break.

In the whole process, from time to time, someone was dragged out, bathed in blood, had no breath, and looked terrible.

The soldiers who didn't go in for inspection outside were shaking all over. Some of them couldn't carry them. They planned to run away secretly when people didn't pay attention to them.

However, the royal guards are like eagles guarding their prey. You can't see them lurking there at all. However, as soon as there was a movement here, they suddenly fell from the sky, grabbed the man and dragged him to another military tent.

There is also a basin of liquid medicine, directly wipe the face, aware of the change, directly stabbed to death.

The whole Qingfeng pass is full of blood. The wild animals in the dense forest smell the smell and are ready to move. When they see the dead throwing in again, they rush forward excitedly and bite.

Ling Fei came back from the outside with a dignified face.

"Report back to the emperor. I searched all around the cliff, but I didn't find the hall leader's body."

Xuanyuansheng subconsciously held her breath, didn't she find the body, that means she was still alive? But where did she fall? Why not?

He pondered for a long time before saying: "continue to send people to look for, even if it is digging three feet, also want to give me to find people back."

Ling Fei responds and takes orders to leave.

Xuanyuansheng looked at his back and said in his heart, "I hope you will live a good life. I've come to save you.".

When song Qingqing wakes up, there is a brocade tent embroidered with complicated patterns in front of her. There is a faint sound of footsteps in her ear. She moves in her heart and looks at the visitor.

A little servant girl came up to her and asked in a low voice, "girl, are you awake?"

Song Qingqing stood up supporting her body. Her last memory was that she fainted in the stone room. How did she suddenly change place? Did shangguanrui bring himself back?

Her head still has some pain, a think too much more uncomfortable.

The little servant girl said quickly: "girl, the fever has just subsided. It's not suitable to worry. This is your medicine." Then he took a bowl of black soup and handed it to her.

Song Qing took it in his hand and smelled it carefully. He didn't find anything wrong, so he drank it.

Since she still has life to live, she has to take care of her body quickly. She wants to see what means shangguanrui is playing.

Seeing that she had finished the medicine, the little maid took the bowl and turned back.

Song tilted up to stay, and then realized that her legs were soft. She had lost a lot of strength in the stone room.

She gritted her teeth, pushed the door out, and saw a corridor in front of her.

Where the hell is this? Song Qingqing's heart was full of doubts. She walked along the corridor and came to the corner. She was suddenly bright.

This is a small back garden. The fragrance of flowers is everywhere. Especially under an osmanthus tree, a man in white is practicing his sword. He is tall and straight, and his ink hair is flying with the sword. The sword is sharp, like a dragon.

As soon as song Qingqing's face sank, he turned and left.

Since she knew shangguanrui's true identity, she hated him more deeply. She didn't want to see him for a moment.

Shangguanrui heard the movement behind him, and suddenly took back the sword. But in an instant, he had already come to her and spread his arms to block her way.

Song tilted his eyebrows and looked at him. There was sweat running down his cheek and down his neck.

She did not dare to look down. The slightly open neckline of the training suit showed his strong muscles.

She clenched her lips as she remembered the unbearable memory of her previous life.

Shangguanrui looked at her frowning brow and said lazily: "why should the master leave in such a hurry? How about we talk freely

Still talking? She wanted to kill him!

"Excuse me." With that, song went straight past him to the inside.

Shangguanrui looks at her back and ponders with her eyes.

This woman is very hostile to him, but he thinks that tartar is the most beautiful man. In this world, except song Qingqing, no woman can rival his attack, as long as he is willing.

The leader of the holy medical hall is very famous in Jinxi city. Now all the spies buried in his Qingfeng pass have been destroyed by xuanyuansheng. He needs to rearrange. This woman is very useful to him.

Song Qing leans back to the room and closes the door tightly. His face is full of anger. Does this shameless man want to lure her with his own beauty? Who does he think she is? A teenage girl? My aunt has more experience than you. He really thinks that he is the most beautiful man in the world?

Anger fleeting, she still want to find a way to leave quickly, also don't know now Qingfeng pass is what situation.

Thinking of this, she turned her eyes and cried out, "come on!"

The servant girl who had been waiting for her to drink medicine came in, and her face was full of respect: "girl, what can I do for you?"

Song could not help frowning: "is that how you treat guests? Keep the guests hungry? "

On hearing this, the little servant girl quickly apologized and said, "girl, don't be impatient. The master has ordered the small kitchen to make meals for the girl. She will send them here in a moment."

Song Qingqing asked gently, "where is this place?"

Little servant girl Leng for a while, faltering of didn't answer.

"Let me tell you." While speaking, shangguanrui has stepped in. At this time, he has changed his clothes again. It seems that he has just bathed, and his body still exudes a touch of fragrance.

The little servant girl hurriedly saluted him, turned around and walked out quickly.

Hearing the sound of the door, Song Qing jumped up. She quickly got up, went to the door, opened the door completely, and said in a deep voice: "why do you close the door? I'm not afraid of being misunderstood because I'm in the same room with only one man and few women? "

Shangguanrui couldn't help laughing: "I'm very strict with you. No one dares to chew my tongue."

Song Qingqing ignored him. Seeing that he was sitting in a chair, he was far away from him.

Shangguanrui looks at her with doubts: "are you so afraid of the king?"

Song Qingqing sneers. This bastard can really put gold on his face. How can he be afraid or disgusted?

Aware of the irony in her eyebrows, shangguanrui frowns slightly.

"My master is not afraid of death. How can he be afraid of you?" Song Qingqing looks like you are stupid.