But Xuanyuan Mingzhao is not a hesitant person. He is a bold and decisive person. He almost doesn’t think about it and immediately shakes his head and refuses: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yi, first come, first served. Mr. Lu has agreed to help me with the plague."

The king has solved it, Mr. Yi, please come back."

After saying this, he paused for a moment, his face darkened, and the pressure around him gradually relaxed. His eyes, which were like deep pools, were full of the arrogance of a superior: "Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

The Jade-Faced Miracle Doctor Lu Zicong is moody, but he usually doesn't go back on his promises, but Poison King Yi Haomiao is even more temperamental than Lu Zicong. He is a person who will fall out whenever he wants, without caring about anything, and will act boldly.

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It is very dangerous to have Liu Yihaomiao by his side. Now that the matter of seizing the legitimate son is imminent, Xuanyuan Mingzhao does not want to cause any discomfort to himself.

Therefore, he decisively chose Lu Zicong.

As soon as Xuanyuan Mingzhao finished speaking, the surrounding guards all moved forward, surrounding Yi Haomiao with evil looks on their faces.

Yi Haomiao frowned and made a mental calculation. These guards were nothing, but it was said that the guards of the Dajing royal family were not very skilled in martial arts when viewed individually. However, they were extremely good at forming formations and had particularly powerful group attack capabilities.

Even if he defeated these guards, most of his internal strength would be depleted. Considering that he and Lu Zicong were on the same level, with most of his internal strength missing, he would not be able to kill Lu Zicong. Instead, he might have been plotted by Lu Zicong.

Taking a step back, he is now making a big fuss in the palace. If he doesn't go down the steps given by the good king Xuanyuan Mingzhao and insists on making trouble, he may be wanted by the entire court in the future.

He is not afraid of being wanted by the court, but he does not want to restrict his freedom in the future because of being wanted by the court. In that case, how can he hunt down Lu Zicong?

After thinking about the serious relationship between this, Yi Haomiao had to hold back his anger and said to Lu Zicong: "I don't believe you surnamed Lu. From now on, you will never step out of the Good Prince's Mansion."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and flew away. The purple gauze covering his body fluttered with the night wind. Under the moonlight, he looked like an immortal riding on the wind.

Lu Zicong put Bixiao against his chin and smiled, so what if he lived in Prince Shan's Mansion all the time? Everything just depends on his mood.

One night, Prince Shan's Mansion was broken into twice. Xuanyuan Mingzhao's mood was not bright at all. He ordered the guards of Prince Shan's Mansion to be extremely vigilant tonight to avoid anything happening again.

"Master Lu, it's getting late. Why don't I have someone take you down to rest first?"

Lu Zicong nodded: "Okay, no problem. Tomorrow Mr. Lu will give the prescription to Mr. Liu. Mr. Liu will ask his servants to buy the medicine and boil it. If you drink it, you will not be infected with the plague. As for those who have been infected with the plague and have not died yet."

Yes, Mr. Lu will visit them in person and prescribe medicine based on their conditions."

Xuanyuan Mingzhao nodded: "Thank you, Mr. Lu."

Speaking of those who were infected with the plague, Xuanyuan Mingzhao couldn't help but think of Xuanyuan Cangpeng, the emperor of Beijing who was so old and skinny that he had only a handful of bones left in the palace. He thought in his heart that he would discuss this with Lu Zicong tomorrow.

, asked Lu Zicong to go to the palace to see a doctor for his father.

Now that there is no crown prince in the capital, if the emperor of the capital really dies, wouldn't the entire capital of the capital fall into chaos?

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Sikong Qingying didn't know that Lu Zicong and Yi Haomiao came to King Shan's Mansion last night, but Lu Jiu had already come once and told her that the miracle doctor Lu Zicong had agreed to help King Shan solve the plague.

Sikong Qingying was very grateful for this.

However, Lu Jiu always came and left in a hurry. Before she could invite him to have a cup of tea or a meal, Lu Jiu left again.

After Lu Jiu left, Sikong Qingying fell silent again.

Because of the news of Yin Ziheng's death, Shuqi and Uncle Fu have been extremely silent these days.

At first, Sikong Qingying was so sad that she couldn't even eat, but later she forced herself to eat for the sake of the child in her belly.

Eat and vomit, eat again after vomiting.

Repeat this cycle two or three times, and then you can eat it.

As time went by, her heart became stronger, and although she was sad, it would not be the same as before.

She has not yet gotten over the shadow of Yin Ziheng's death, but she is already strong enough to face the rest of her life.

When Xuanyuan Mingzhao did not come to the other courtyard, Sikong Qingying was Xiaoling, Shuqi and Uncle Fu who had dinner together. If Xuanyuan Mingzhao came, Shuqi and Uncle Fu would leave, leaving only Xuanyuan Mingzhao and Sikong

Clear shadow.

Shuqi and others are actually feeling very complicated now.

They hoped that Sikong Qingying would always watch over Yin Ziheng, but when they thought about Yin Ziheng's death, it would be very difficult for Sikong Qingying, a young and pregnant woman, to guard a dead person and take care of a child, and they felt a little reluctant to let go.

Therefore, when they saw that Sikong Qingying and Xuanyuan Mingzhao were obviously closer than before, they didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

The fake Fu Bo and the real Shadow Guard Ling Zero One would not say anything about this matter easily.

At noon today, Xuanyuan Mingzhao rushed to the other courtyard with a tired face, just in time to have lunch.

"Xiaoying."

Xuanyuan Mingzhao was in a good mood. When he saw Sikong Qingying, his cold eyes that were like a deep pool couldn't help but soften a little.

"Thank you for thinking about me. That miracle doctor Lu Zicong is indeed extraordinary."

When Sikong Qingying heard this, he knew that the plague in the imperial capital had been brought under control.

This was good news, which relieved his gloomy mood these past few days.

"If you are so considerate of me, I will not deceive you. After dinner, I will take you to a place."

Sikong Qingying nodded helplessly.

She now relies on Xuanyuan Mingzhao's protection to survive. As long as Xuanyuan Mingzhao doesn't touch her bottom line and principles, she doesn't care.

It's summer, the weather is hot, the cicadas are chirping constantly, and it's only slightly cooler under the shade of trees.

Xuanyuan Mingzhao rode a tall brown-red horse. Sikong Qingying was placed in front of her, and Xuanyuan Mingzhao drove the horse forward.

The fabric of the summer robe was thin, and the two of them were very close to each other because of their sitting positions. The horse was jolting, and Sikong Qingying soon noticed that there was something hot and hard pressing against her breasts.

Butt cheeks, this made her face blush at first, and then immediately turned dark again.

Did Xuanyuan Mingzhao do this on purpose?

She gritted her teeth and carefully moved her body forward, but was pulled back by Xuanyuan Mingzhao's hand on her waist. She fell back into Xuanyuan Mingzhao's arms and bumped into Zhuo under Xuanyuan Mingzhao.

It was hot and hard, which made her waist weak and almost unable to exert any strength.

Xuanyuan Mingzhao held her in his arms, and the beauty in his arms exuded a faint fragrance. In summer, this smell was clearer than before, intertwining with the cold fragrance around Xuanyuan Mingzhao.

Sikong Qingying became a little angry and stretched out his hand to break off the big hand on his waist, but he couldn't break it off. He had to say bitterly: "Sixth Master, don't you feel warm if you hold me so tightly?"

Xuanyuan Mingzhao's cold and handsome face always looked like a gentleman. He slightly raised his eyes like splash-ink paintings: "I have inner strength in my body, so naturally I don't feel hot anymore? Xiaoying, are you hot? Well, it's me.

I was negligent, there is no ice in this other courtyard, only Prince Shan's Mansion has it. When the plague in the imperial capital is completely resolved, I will take you back to Prince Shan's Mansion."

Return to Prince Shan’s Mansion?

Isn't it the General's Mansion?

Sikong Qingying was in a daze for a moment. Thinking of the fact that Yin Ziheng was dead, he felt uncomfortable and felt that whether he could return to the General's Mansion or not was not that important.

After all, the person who haunted her in the General's Mansion was no longer there. Going back would only increase her sadness.

She sighed, and as soon as she came to her senses, she found that her belt had been pulled open, and a cold, rough palm moved on her smooth skin. She was startled.

"Sixth Master, what are you doing?"

Xuanyuan Mingzhao said seriously: "Xiaoying feels hot, I will help you cool down."

Sikong Qingying was indeed hot, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her smooth and delicate skin. However, because of the woman's body fragrance, not only did she not smell of sweat, but the fragrance around her body was even stronger because of the sweat.

Already.

Sikong Qingying's face sank: "I suddenly don't want to accompany you to that place, Mr. Liu. Please ask Mr. Liu to take me back."

Although this is the outskirts of the Imperial Capital, it is inevitable that they will not run into other people. If others see them like this, they will really lose all dignity.

Xuanyuan Mingzhao slid his fingers, touching the somewhat slippery body in his arms, and said in a calm voice: "I'll be there soon, Xiaoying, don't be in a hurry."

Although his hands were still in Sikong Qingying's clothes and moving around, they seemed to be really cooling down Sikong Qingying, and there was not much ambiguous rubbing.

In addition to the fact that his lower body was so hard and hard against Sikong Qingying, which made Sikong Qingying particularly uncomfortable, his cold hands really made Sikong Qingying feel more comfortable.

Could it be that Xuanyuan Mingzhao was really good for her?

Did she misunderstand?

However, outside, this look... still made Sikong Qingying's cheeks uncontrollably red.

Mr. Liu, who looks so serious on the outside, is actually like this in private... I really don't know what's wrong, but I was shocked when I found out.

The sun was shining high above the head, cicadas were chirping all around, and the lush shades of trees crisscrossed each other. Xuanyuan Mingzhao and Sikong Qingying sat on their horses and walked slowly.

Walking smoothly on the path covered by the shade of trees, Xuanyuan Mingzhao used his skills to forcefully suppress the desire and desire in his body, allowing Sikong Qingying to lean on his arms more comfortably.

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In addition, this also aroused Sikong Qingying's curiosity.

Where exactly does Xuanyuan Mingzhao want to take her?
Chapter completed!