On the wedding night, the substitute princess cured the war king's poison

Xiao Ding picked up a cup of tea, took a few sips slowly, and observed the woman beside him calmly.

I thought to myself: It’s quite easy to make a living.

When he saw that she was full, he asked, "Were you afraid when you saw me killing people in the palace just now?"

"I'm not afraid." Ning Luo smiled and shook his head, "I am on the same side as the prince, and the prince will not kill me."

The tone was very flattering.

After seeing the fate of the war king who survived the catastrophe, and the purple energy of the emperor, he wanted to earn a share of the service of the dragon. In the future, it would be easier to enjoy the shade with a big tree behind him, and it would be easier to make money.

Rather than living away from the world, it is better to enjoy the glory and wealth in this prosperous Kyoto.

Seeing Xiao Ding's unclear expression, Ning Luo quickly and wisely added, "Those people are here to monitor the prince. If the prince does not kill them, they will eventually be detrimental to the prince."

Xiao Ding finally nodded lightly, and a warning came out from his cool and beautiful lips, "If you are of the same mind as me, I will ensure that you have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life. If you lie and plot, I will kill you without mercy."

"Yes, my lord, please rest assured, I will always be of the same mind as the King of War."

Ning Luo thought that if she had a sweet mouth, she could live longer.

"My lord, how is your leg now?"

Xiao Ding said: "Since I woke up last night, the soles of my feet have become cold."

"That's because the poison has penetrated deeply into the Jueyin meridians."

As he spoke, Ning Luo knelt down to help him take off his boots for inspection and touched the soles of his feet.

There was a chill that was so intense that Ning Luo shivered in an instant.

But Xiao Ding felt much warmer.

"Is there any way you can relieve the cold in my legs?"

Xiao Ding stayed up all night last night because his legs were cold.

"Try some ointment."

Ning Luo said and took out a few ointments from her arms.

The space given by her monastic master stored herbs and wild fruits collected in Wufeng Mountain.

This ointment was taught to her by her master.

Ningluo is attached to the Dadun point, Yongquan point, and Lineiting point under Xiao Ding's two feet.

After only sticking it together for a moment, Xiao Ding felt that the cold air had dissipated a lot.

"How does the prince feel now?" Ning Luo looked up at her pretty little face and asked a little proudly.

"The medical skills are acceptable." Xiao Ding didn't want her to be too proud.

"Isn't there a doctor by your side?" Ning Luo asked tentatively.

"Originally, there were government doctors in the mansion and military doctors in the army. I didn't see them today. I must have..."

Xiao Ding stopped at this point.

He has already ordered the Wujia secret guards to look for the person, and now he can only let this woman do it for him.

"Then before the prince recovers, I will be his doctor." Ning Luo said with a smile.

Her medical skills are as good as those of several military doctors. This contribution cannot be ignored. In the future, the King of War will definitely reward her according to her merits.

Xiao Ding nodded.

It's strange that this woman doesn't call herself my concubine.

Maybe he's afraid of the rumors about his wife?

"Why do you only want to be a doctor and not my king's concubine?" Xiao Ding asked quietly.

"The War King is wise and mighty, and a little girl as vulgar and vulgar is not worthy of him. If he hadn't gotten married in the wrong sedan chair, the one who married the War King should have been my sister Ning Yun, who has been pampered in the boudoir since she was a child."

Ning Luo didn't want to be a war princess. It was safer to be his minister, and she could get rewards for her meritorious service.

If you become a husband and wife, you should not be careful at all times, serving others with sex and losing love with love.

What's more, this war king is powerful and may ascend to a high position in the future. He will become an emperor and have countless concubines in his harem.

Sharing a husband with others, jealousy, heartache, and seeking abuse?

Therefore, even though he looked handsome and mighty, Ning Luo was not moved.

A man cannot guess a woman's thoughts.

"You don't have to look down on yourself in front of this king from now on." Xiao Ding frowned slightly.

"During the period of my recovery, you must still accompany me as the Princess of War. Your relationship with me must not be exposed to others."

"I'll go into the palace later and ask questions in front of the Emperor. If you don't know how, don't answer."

Ning Luo nodded obediently, applied the ointment, and helped him put his socks back on.

Thinking of the two spies eavesdropping on the rooftop last night, I asked with some worry: "Your Majesty, can we get out of the palace safely?"

"In broad daylight, they will naturally restrain themselves." Xiao Ding said lightly.

But, how does the father feel when he knows that he has come back from the dead?

He was quite interested.