Space hoarding: Miracle doctor’s fat wife is not easy to mess with

Qi Yue snorted coldly.

"Prince Qi Yun, have you forgotten that I am a miracle doctor? Even if it is really acclimatized, I would have dealt with it long ago, so I won't bother you."

Song Qiyun said calmly, "I often hear that doctors cannot heal themselves. Even if Miss Qi has excellent medical skills, there is always something not thoughtful about her."

At this time, Liu Ye was also persuading.

"Miss, the prince has good intentions, please let the doctor take a look. Our doctor in Donggao is also very powerful!"

At this time, someone came outside to report that the doctor had arrived.

Then a fat middle-aged man with a short beard walked in.

"Miss Qi, you see everyone is here. It's not a waste of time. Why don't you let me take a look?" Song Qiyun still looked at her with pure persistence.

Qi Yue narrowed her eyes.

She felt right.

Song Qiyun did it intentionally.

But why did he have to let this doctor treat her?

Is it going to be poisoned?

This is too clumsy!

Or does it mean something else?

Qi Yue looked at the doctor looking down and saw that he was carrying a medicine box and was dressed like a doctor.

But the strange thing is that with such a sensitive nose, she can't smell the doctor's unique medicinal scent.

Generally speaking, doctors are infected with herbal medicine all year round and have a medicinal smell on their bodies.

Like she has it.

And this doctor is quite old. After decades, it is impossible that his body will not smell of medicine at all.

Something weird!

At this time, a middle-aged man with a short beard had already stepped forward and saluted her.

"Miss Qi, please reach out your hand and I will treat you."

I stretch your mother!

Qi Yue cursed in her heart, without reaching out, she stretched out her legs and kicked the short-bearded middle-aged man out the door.

She just saw clearly that this guy has six little fingers on both hands, which is two more fingers than ordinary people, a total of twelve.

He is not a doctor at all, he is most likely an alchemist.

Knowing this, I have to thank Murong Mingyue.

There was this description in the Dongjiang local chronicle he showed her at that time.

In this place, people with six fingers are considered to be people with some mysterious power and are born to be alchemists.

They can help people cast down demons and exorcise evil spirits.

Some people even say that as long as the six-fingered person holds the arm, you can know the person's past life and past memories.

Although she didn't believe that this six-fingered man had such great abilities, as the old saying goes, you never go too far wrong with caution.

After all, she has seen a lot of strange things here.

Song Gensheng is invulnerable, Qingnan Zun is immortal, and there are magical animals like white rhinos.

And why did she come to this world?

And why is he carrying a heaven-defying artifact like space?

All this is a matter that cannot be explained.

What if the six-fingered man in front of me has some strange ability and finds out her secret?

"what!"

The short-bearded middle-aged man who was kicked out by her screamed and fell in the courtyard outside.

The medicine box originally on his shoulder also fell not far away.

But it was locked tightly and nothing inside was exposed.

This sudden scene shocked the servants on the left and right.

Even Song Qiyun looked shocked.

Qi Yue sneered in her heart.

She just likes to see the unexpected.

Song Qiyun wanted to plot against him, but there was no way.

With this kick, she used her natural power. This old man with a short beard would not live long.

If you dare to follow others to scheme against her, you don't even know how capable you are!

But on the surface she still pretended to be shocked.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I just misheard. I thought the doctor meant stretching out his feet! How can this be good? Oh, by the way, the doctor should have some medicine in his medicine box, right? If you eat it quickly, you should be able to save your life."

With that said, he went out of the house, intending to pick up the medicine box and see what was in it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she stepped out of the door, Song Qiyuan followed her out.

He glanced at Liu Ye and said coldly, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you help the doctor out?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Liu Ye ran away quickly, and immediately two guards came in and carried him away.

Silence suddenly returned to the courtyard.

The sunlight passed through the loquat trees beside the eaves and fell on the steps. The golden stars spread all the way to Song Qiyuan's hanging clothes.

It has a very special style.

At this point, there are some words that no longer need to be said.

The wabi-sabi aesthetics that Song Qiyun had left in her heart that night shattered into pieces at this moment, turning into ashes in the sunlight.

Qi Yue sighed and looked into Song Qiyuan's still calm eyes.

"Prince Qi Yuan, please leave here. If nothing happens, don't come again. Another thing, please tell King Ye that it's time to arrange a time for the duel between Qingnan Zun and I. If King Ye doesn't If the time or inconvenience comes, I will make my own arrangements.”

After that, she entered the room directly and closed the door with a bang.

Song Qiyun stood at the door for a while before walking away.

Originally, Qi Yue thought that Song Qiyuan would not come again. After all, his true colors had been exposed, so there was no need to put on pretense anymore.

Unexpectedly, he still took the photo the next day.

But Qi Yue didn't see him, so he didn't break into the yard. Instead, he sat in Cuiyunting for a while and then left.

For about seven or eight days, Qi Yue has been busy studying the map of Donggao.

Early that morning, Qi Yue was practicing swordplay in the backyard. When she heard Liu Ye coming to report, she almost accidentally chopped down the thin little maid.

"Miss, spare your life, miss, spare your life. I have already told the prince, but I can't stop the prince!"

Bamboo leaves on the side also fell down, trembling all over, looking extremely scared.

Qi Yue looked at the knife on Liu Ye's neck and curled her lips.

There's only one millimeter left before he bleeds.

Ever since she kicked that fake doctor out that day, Liuye and Zhuye have been very respectful.

Especially the bamboo leaves no longer pose or dress up.

Look, this early in the morning, I didn’t even wash or dress up, and I came to serve you very attentively.

Qi Yue silently put away the knife, and Liu Ye immediately collapsed to the ground and almost cried.

She didn't bother to pay attention, but looked at Zhu Ye who was kneeling aside.

"Zhuye, what are you doing lying down? Get up quickly and clean up. How can you see the prince like this?"

"The slaves dare not."

"What dare you? Just go if I ask you to. Do you still have the rouge and gouache from last time? Go get another set from my table. Go quickly."

Zhuye looked up in shock and saw Qi Yue wiping the knife in his hand with a smile. He was stunned for a long time before leaving.

Qi Yue slowly wiped the two knives clean, put them into the scabbard, and took them back to the front yard.

Through the partitioned flower wall in the front hall, she saw a white shadow. Knowing that it was Song Qiyuan, she ignored it and went into the room to change clothes.

After sorting it out, I discovered that this piece was made for her by her former mother-in-law Shen Yu.

There are no complicated patterns in this dress, and the neat design suits her very well.

The most important thing is that Shen Yu took into account her habit of carrying a knife and specially made an extra strap on the left side, which not only achieved a certain balance in perspective, but also added a bit of heroism.

At that time she still carried a woodcutter.

Thinking of this, the corners of Qi Yue's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

After thinking about it, he simply put the two knives into the space and took out the spare Tang Dao.

Suddenly, my heart beat wildly, and my brain cleared away the fog!

She knew why Song Qiyun doubted her.