Warlord's darling: medical concubine against the sky

Hui Wang was stunned.

After a moment, he suddenly raised his head and jumped up, "what are you talking about!"

"Be careful, Lord!" Luo Yunran exclaimed.

Dongjinxiao was one step faster than her. Before Huiwang completely stood up, he pressed Huiwang's shoulder with both hands and pressed people back.

Huiwang's buttocks were solid and gave a "Dong" sound. Although there was a thick cushion, it was really enough to make people suffer.

Luo Yunran hurriedly began to pull out the needle. "It's almost time for acupuncture. Please sit still, Lord."

She moves quickly in her hand, pulling the needle is much faster than inserting it.

However, Huiwang was still immersed in the sentence that came suddenly from dongjinxiao just now, "what do you mean, sixth brother?"

East brocade Xiao's angry black phoenix eyes looked at him calmly, "that's what you think."

Huiwang felt that his brain had been hit hard and blank.

He kept a stunned posture. For a long time, he still couldn't believe it. He thought that the people who had been on the edge of power and were the least likely to compete for the throne secretly had this idea?

"No," Wang Hui shook his head, forced himself to be calm and made it clear, "I have no pursuit. I just want to be an idle prince all my life. It's enough. I'm not interested in other things and don't want to get involved."

"That's why I said I wanted to cooperate." dongjinxiao returned to his position and sat down, "Does the third brother think it's so easy to be an idle prince? Don't you know that you don't want to get into trouble many times in the world, but the trouble will haunt you? I think the situation between me and the third brother is the most similar among many brothers. It's because of the similarity that I find the third brother. We all want to live our own way, don't we?"

Hui Wang frowned and looked slightly moved.

He is several years older than dongjinxiao. Of course, he knows what dongjinxiao means.

Indeed, in this world, even if you just want to be an idle king who is ignorant and incompetent, it is not so easy. You want to be idle, but others will not let you do so.

You're not interested in those power struggles, but others won't believe it.

Take King Hui for example. He looks carefree and comfortable enough now? But in fact, he keeps secretly watching the movements of the court and the palace.

This comfort is not as easy as it seems.

Luo Yunran finished taking the last needle, "yes, Lord."

Huiwang found that his hands did not know when they had regained consciousness, but his heart was much heavier than before.

Hui Wang grabbed the wine pot, poured himself a glass of wine and poured it down with his head up.

The hot wine burned all the way from his throat to his stomach, which finally calmed his chaotic mood.

He poured another cup and wished it to the East Jinxiao, "I called you out today to play. Why did you suddenly mention these to me? Come and have two drinks with me. What's the matter tomorrow? Have two drinks!"

Dongjinxiao raised his hand to block the wine pot that Huiwang insisted on coming over. He said in a light color, "didn't the third brother ask me to go shopping together? Why don't you drink wine when you don't go shopping? Since the third brother wants to drink, I'll go shopping by myself."

After talking, he had stood up and wiped the folds on his body at will. He had instantly returned to the appearance of a cold handsome young man who stood high and refused thousands of miles.

He said to Luo Yunran, "let's go."

Luo Yunran saluted King Hui and left with dongjinxiao.

When he went out, he accelerated two steps to catch up with dongjinxiao. Luo Yunran lowered his voice and asked him carefully, "why did he suddenly put forward such a request with Huiwang?"

They are not familiar with Huiwang. It is too arbitrary for Mao to rashly propose cooperation.

Wang Hui's lack of cooperation is the second. I'm afraid that if Wang Hui not only refuses, but also pokes it out, wouldn't dongjinxiao's long time of hiding his power and biding his time be in vain?

Luo Yunran feels that dongjinxiao's foundation is not stable yet, not to the point where he can directly tear his face with others and be fearless.

"What requirements?" asked dongjinxiao.

"Hey?" Luo Yunran said inexplicably, "didn't you just..."

She pointed behind her and looked at dongjinxiao.

"I didn't say anything. I just wanted to walk around with San Ge duo." dongjinxiao pulled people away and avoided a strong man who had been infected by Luo Yun. He rubbed shoulders with the strong man.

The strong man looked at at least two dongjinxiao. He was hit. To Luo Yunran's surprise, dongjinxiao didn't stumble.

"Don't worry," dongjinxiao's voice came from Luo Yunran's head. "Third brother is a smart man. Give him some time and he will figure it out."

Figure it out?

Figure out what?

Dongjinxiao didn't say much, but gently pushed Luo Yunran's back, "let's go. There are too many people here. It's not safe."

Luo Yunran laughed. "I'm not a three-year-old."

Why is it unsafe to have many people? Can she lose herself or be stolen?

Just then, her original unintentional eyes suddenly paused and turned her head back to a direction she had just passed.

Dongjinxiao noticed her eyes and looked down, "what's the matter?"

Not far away, a carriage got stuck in the middle of the road and suddenly crossed the crowded street. Such a carriage is really annoying.

There was an endless stream of discontent around.

People scolded, there are so many people in this street, why do you have to drive here.

Then squeeze through the gap.

However, the owner of the carriage was obviously helpless. The carriage seemed to have a fault. It couldn't go at all. It couldn't advance or retreat. It had to be stuck there.

The coachman was sweating. What was more anxious than the coachman was a man in Chinese clothes standing by the carriage.

If you add as like as two peas to the man's face, he will guarantee that he will keep up with his father, Luo Zong, who is the same old man.

"How's it going? Can you walk?" the young Luo Zongming kept spinning around beside the coachman.

But he can't help him except to turn around so idly.

The coachman was already very upset when the car couldn't be repaired. Another man who couldn't help and talked a lot nearby immediately got angry and said, "I've been working on it all the time! Don't you see? If it could be repaired, it would have been repaired!"

"Eh? Why are you so aggressive? I'm just asking you a few questions. You're so impatient. What's your attitude?" Luo Zongming is not the Prime Minister of the current Dynasty. He still has a pedantic smell of scholars. He doesn't have much ability to talk and act. He can't suffer any injustice.

"How can I talk? I always talk like this. You can't understand people's words. My parents didn't teach me. I'm also to blame?" the coachman was provoked and rolled up his sleeves.

Luo Zongming immediately retreated in fear.

"Husband..." then a woman's weak voice came from the carriage.