The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

The king of the western regions was gloomy and ugly, but he still insisted: "Princess Beining, do you look down on me

Xuanyuan roudun said: "if I don't accept gifts, I'll admit it. After all, I'm a great country in Beining. I just need to rely on Jinxi."

When the words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar, especially the courtiers of the western regions, who were trembling all over with anger, their eyes protruding, and their ferocious expression seemed to be about to jump up and tear her apart.

Fengxichen's face is naturally not good-looking. He never thought that xuanyuanrou would not give her any face.

When he shilly Shally, the voice of Shangguan Rui's voice was loud and clear. "Your Royal Highness is right. You can not only have Jinxi, but also my tartar."

A tall black figure came behind her, her whole face was full of bright smile in an instant: shangguanrui? Are you here? "

"Well!" Shangguan Rui answered and protected her behind him, saying, "king of the western regions, what else do you have to say now?"

The king of the western regions was full of awe inspiring coldness in his eyes. Although there was a constant flame burning in his heart, it could not break out because he knew very well that the western regions could not fight against the Three Kingdoms.

A moment later, he was angry and his face was softer. "Since the Royal Highness does not love these gifts, the king will take it back."

"Come on, take it back!" At the command of the king of the western regions.

Seeing that all the gifts were taken back by fengxichen's people, xuanyuanrou's little heart, which had been hanging in her throat, slowly fell back. My God, it really scared her to death. She had never done such a domineering thing.

She subconsciously raised her eyes to see shangguanrui. He gently smiles at her, holds her wrist, turns around and leaves quickly.

He took a big step, but in order to accommodate her, he walked slowly.

She asked uneasily: "shangguanrui, do you blame me for making my own decisions?"

Shangguanrui looked down at her and said, "how can it be? You've done the right thing. You don't have to worry about other people's face for some things. Just fight back. "

Xuanyuan soft witty spit out his tongue, with the hand wrapped into rice dumplings around his arm, said: "I thought you would kill me."

Shangguanrui reached out and rubbed the top of her hair: "I won't kill you, I just think you are brave and real."

The two left happily, but the king of the western regions was not happy, especially those courtiers were even more angry and said: "king, they are too much. Do you think they can do whatever they want if they are kind to the royal family of the western regions? They look down upon us so much that they should be given some color to see. "

The king of the western regions frowned: "how can I give it to you? Go to war? "

The man's face changed, subconsciously shrunk his neck and said: "it's not as good to start a war. It should be OK to teach some lessons, right?"

The king of the western regions said coldly, "don't give me some bad ideas. Don't forget that the queen of Jinxi is still treating her Royal Highness's leg disease. If you annoy her, you can't afford to go."

The courtiers did not dare to speak any more. Only Mr. Li thought, "it's very difficult to marry Princess Beining."

Wang Xindao of the western regions is not only full of difficulties, but also impossible. They all say that xuanyuansheng is a crazy devil to protect his wife. Shangguanrui is no worse than that. He has not been married yet. He is so domineering to protect his wife. If he is married, how good is it?

He twisted his eyebrows and waved his hand impatiently: "you all retreat. I'm tired."

The courtiers did not dare to say anything more, so they had to leave first, but Mr. Li chose to stay, because he had to help the king of the western regions.

The king of the western regions raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "why don't you go?"

Mr. Li respectfully replied: "I think that since the soft is not good, I will come to the hard. If the raw rice is cooked, I'm afraid that the tartar king and the queen of Jinxi will not be able to return to heaven."

The king of the western regions suddenly changed his color and said in a deep voice, "nonsense, how can I do that?"

Mr. Li argued to himself, "this is not the same time. King, you should think twice and weigh the pros and cons. You should know how important Princess Beining is to our western regions."

The king of the western regions was angry and said, "get out of here while I haven't committed a crime to you. Otherwise, the next moment, don't say I don't care about my old love."

"Think twice, king!" Mr. Li knelt down and begged.

"Drag him out!" The king of the western regions gave the order coldly.

After Mr. Li left, his ears finally quieted down, but what he said kept ringing in his mind. He said that he wanted raw rice to cook mature rice. If it could be done, he would marry xuanyuanrou, but he knew that song Qingqing would never let him go.

If I have a grudge against that woman, I'm afraid his western regions are not far away from the subjugation.

The king of the western regions shook his head hard. Anyway, the idea of making cooked rice out of raw rice could not even be started. Instead of risking offending song Qingqing, he would rather focus on shangguanrui.

As long as he makes xuanyuanrou sad, I'm afraid she will let go. Then he can take advantage of the weakness and comfort in every way. Maybe he can move her heart?

Think of this layer, the face of the king of the western regions just showed a little smile.

In the womb, Feng Qianchen tightly clenched his eyebrows, clenched his small fist quietly, and his black and white eyes twinkled quickly, as if he was struggling with pain.

Song Qingqing is using a silver needle to stimulate her blood for him. While she is needling, she picks her eyebrows and asks, "Qian Chen, do you feel it?"

Feng Qianchen insisted: "no, not at all."

Song Qingqing murmured: "how could this be? It's reasonable to say that after so long treatment, you should have felt it long ago. "

Feng Qianchen discontented said: "maybe your treatment doesn't work?"

After listening to his words, song Qingqing really reflected and even questioned her medical skills. However, when her eyes fell on his clenched fist, she saw the continuous sweat.

Her eyes suddenly flashed a light, a moment later calm mouth: "Qian Chen said right, it should be these silver needles may not achieve the effect, I will help you change some longer." With that, he got up and went to one side, opened the medicine box, and took out several extremely sharp silver needles.

Feng Qianchen shivered all over his body subconsciously. Fear flashed through his bright eyes. He asked in a low voice: "will such a long silver needle work?"

Song Qing nodded: "what you just reminded me is right. Maybe my treatment is wrong. I think about it carefully. It's not the treatment, but the tool."

She raised the slender silver needle in her hand, so frightened that Feng Qianchen forgot to breathe.