[Jin Guang] Uncle Wang is not easy to be

"By the way, they say that as friends, we need to exchange names first. My name is Jingri Guming." Jingri thought for a while and found a topic.

"I don't have a fixed name." Mo Cangli shook his head.

"Oh, then I'll call you a good friend. You can call me Jingri. Speaking of which, since I was nine years old, no one has called me by my name anymore." Jingri thought about it. A long time ago.

"Jingri." Mo Cangli said.

"I know that my friend will not stay in Miaojiang, so this is for you." Jingri took out a delicate porcelain bottle from his bosom. "Here is a medicine that I refined. If you get hurt someday, you can try it."

"Thank you."

"It's good that you don't dislike it," Jingri looked at the moon, "Actually, I really want to know, if a friend really wants to win me, how many hands can he win Jingri?"

"...Actually, you are already the best chess player I have ever seen in my life." Mo Cang said away.

Jingri: "..." No, you still haven't told me where you counted...

"Hahaha, thank you friend for saving face for me. However, winning or losing is not important to me." Jingri is just a rare encounter to compete with, and he is a little excited in his heart, "If someday, my friend will come to Miaojiang again , we must restart the round.”

"it is good."

When Mo Cangli left, Jingri had already woken up, coveted the moonlight last night, and felt a little uncomfortable, he got up and insisted on sending Mo Cangli away.

"Since you are sick, why come to see me off."

Seeing that he was still deserted, Jingri heard a hint of concern from his words, and said with a smile, "I don't know when I will see you again. If I don't see him off, I'm afraid it won't be long before my friends will forget me."

"You can still joke, it seems that there is no serious problem."

"This is the package I ordered the maid to prepare yesterday. Although I don't know if you will use it, I hope you will accept it."

"it is good."

"So, there will be a period later."

"There will be a period later."

Watching Mo Cangli leave, Jingri ordered softly.

"... Keep the notice, put away the gold medal, and let's go back to the palace."

"Yes."

Back at the palace, Jingri was a little bored to recuperate from his illness. He had an idea to tease little Qianxue, but gave up again. He went out for a year, enough for Qianxue to be soft on King Miao, and King Miao agreed to his travel.The current Qianxue is probably walking around in a corner of the Central Plains, what to do with him.

Jingri has always remembered what the immortal said, and even analyzed it over and over over the years.

Obviously, the blood essence of the immortal has two functions, one is to help the fusion of body and soul; two, it allows him to have enough energy in his heart to die after the fusion.

There is only one restrictive condition, the suppression of heaven.So, first, he needs a long time to fuse. During the fusion period, the power in the blood will be exposed.Second, after the fusion is successful, the energy remains in the heart. Therefore, he has to protect his little heart. If the energy is gone, the person will die completely.Third, obviously, the energy of the blood essence of the immortal can keep him alive for a long time, but due to the constraints of the heavens, he cannot exceed the limit of human beings, so the immortal will mention that after the fusion, the power will dissipate.

Because of this conjecture, he carefully drew some blood, and based on his years of research on pharmacology, he made a pill.

Jingri has always been weak, and the most important thing Beijing Palace lacks is precious medicinal materials, but, after all, he lacks experience, and in ten years, he has only produced four.

I tried one after I made it, but unfortunately it was completely useless to me.The plan he envisioned before, to leave a way out for himself, will not work.

However, it would be a pity if the power really dissipated, it might as well be made into medicine and left for Qian Xue and the others to use.

I vaguely remember that there will be civil strife in Miao Jiang in the future. It seems that the elder nephew is not dead yet, but it doesn't matter. Maybe the other party is very powerful, but Jingri is not afraid. Although he is weak due to objective reasons, his reincarnation is progressing rapidly. During the civil strife, he probably had already reached consummation.

The days of living in the palace were very comfortable, and Jingri sent his servants away, sitting alone in the garden watching the moon, lightly tasting the newly brewed sweet-scented osmanthus, smelling the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, and the wind blowing, a burst of petals falling.

Jingri felt a little drunk, sniffed the fragrance lightly, then opened his eyes, huh?When did the petals fall so much on the ground?

When I got closer, I realized that it was a man in white who had fallen there.

Jingri kicked the opponent, um... no response, walked closer, squatted down to look, oh, the injury was serious, the ground was stained red with blood.

Do you want to call a guard?Jingri rested his chin and thought, well, the other party was injured so badly that he could escape the guards and fall into the garden. It seems that the defense of Beijing Palace needs to be tidied up. It's all his fault that Fang Su went to see the little wolf, otherwise How could it be so easy for people to come in!

Forget it, Jingri took out a small bottle from his bosom, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into the man's mouth.Shaking the bottle distressedly, there was only one grain left in it.

I sneaked back to the bedroom with someone on my back, took off my clothes, found a clean cloth, tore it open and tried to wrap it up.

"Wait... Is the procedure wrong?" Jingri carefully recalled the medical books he had read before. It should be disinfected, prescribed medicine, and bandaged.Medicine... no, disinfection... wine?

Forget it, Jingri decided to give up, anyway, he had already fed the other party medicine, so he just bandaged it up casually, just in time to observe the effect of the medicine.

Jingri took a closer look at the person occupying his bed.Tsk tsk, white clothes and white hair, "Hey, do you think I won't be able to recognize you if you wipe off the blue eye shadow and put on a vest? Everyone is not stupid, they look the same, and ah, you still have the warmth I gave you." Jade!"

When Wen Huang woke up, he found that his clothes had been stripped off, and cloth strips were tied around his body in a mess.

Wen Huang: "..." As a doctor, I really can't stand this kind of bondage!But as a lazy person... Forget it, I don't even bother to read it!

Jingri was woken up by the movement next to him, only to realize that he had slept on the bedside all night, moved his body slightly, and yawned, "You're awake, how is your injury?"

"Thank you, my lord, for saving me." The person on the bed put on his clothes, "I will be Piao Miao next time."

Jingri shook his numb arm, "Let me tell you, you people, can you take a break if you use aliases!"

God Gu Wenhuang: "Huh? The prince's single praise is not so distracting!"

Jingri: "..." Why didn't you get distracted!Kuafu chasing the sun!Anyway, it's related!Your name clearly tells others that your current identity is an illusory person!

Jingri picked up the wine from the table and handed it to the other party, "Your name is too insincere, here, let's drink together, there is no way to call the maid in."

"Emperor Wen has always treated people with sincerity..."

Jingri rolled his eyes silently in his heart, "Tell me, why did you deliberately fall in my garden, you who have the ability to escape the guards of the palace even when you are seriously injured, I don't believe that you will not be able to escape the pursuit of several killers. "

"Oh? How does the prince know how many killers are there?"

"Your wound is obviously not the same person's move. Although you avoided the fatal injury in time, the person chasing you came rushing to kill you with one blow."

"My lord is really insightful about martial arts, and Emperor Wen really admires it."

Jingri shook his head, not wanting to entangle with Emperor Wen about whether he knew martial arts, "Now, can you tell me the reason why you came to the palace? What news made you want to investigate even if you were injured? I feel that Beijing Palace is not so valuable. Hidden clues..."

"No way, it's obviously delicious news." Wen Huang, who was dressed as Ren Piaomiao, smiled happily.

"..." Delicious news?Emperor Wen meant something... Jingri narrowed his eyes slightly, "Forget it, I'd better tell Qianxue that you attacked Xiaowang at night."

Emperor Wen: "..."

"Anyway, Qianxue must know your identity as Ren Piaomiao. If you tell him that you insist on going to this king's bed, Qianxue will naturally vent her anger on this king."

Emperor Wen's smile froze on his lips, changed the subject, and pointed to his face, "My lord..."

"what?"

"It really looks like a peach blossom!"

Jingri looked in the mirror subconsciously, half of his face was covered with red marks from sleeping.

Seeing Emperor Wen's smug face, Jingri rubbed his face, "If it wasn't for you, would Xiao Wang need to sit and sleep?"

"I would also like to thank the lord for treating Emperor Wen, the medicine of the lord is really miraculous!" Wen Huang caressed his wound, although the bandages were tied layer by layer, the wound inside had completely healed.

"Hey~ Anyway, you are also Qianxue's friend, you should call Xiao Wang a uncle, how can Xiao Wang watch you die!"

"Where did the lord get this medicine? Emperor Wen has a good knowledge of medicine, so he is very curious!"

Jingri rubbed her head, probably because she didn't have a good rest yesterday, and she always felt a little dizzy, "You really came here for the medicine, but even if you found out, it's useless, I used one for you, and the last one is left, I will leave it to Qianxue."

Emperor Wen laughed. On the day in the palace, he noticed that the same life Gu on his body was agitating towards King Bei Jing, but because the goal of destroying the witch religion was ahead, he wanted to eliminate the unstable factors first, so he came up with an idea for Qianxue and attracted Bei Jing. King Jing left and searched for the reason, but he didn't have a clue.

It just so happened that he achieved great success with the sword and slaughtered the witch cult, but he was also hunted down, so he took the opportunity to fall in front of King Bei Jing, hoping to find out the secret of King Bei Jing by being injured.

The secret is found out, the prince has a secret medicine on his body, this secret medicine is very effective, not only healed his wound overnight, but also raised a lot of life Gu... However, the prince now said that he only has one pill left...

"My lord is so generous, why didn't you keep it for yourself?" Although Emperor Wen had some doubts, he also knew that the more effective the medicine, the rarer the medicinal materials needed, but King Beijing was so generous to give him a pill, it was simply too much. It seems like you can get it easily, only keep one and name it to Qianxue...

"God Gu Wenhuang alone occupies two tops in the world, and Xiao Wang kept the pills and you took them away. Instead of doing this, I might as well give them to you, and it's worth the money..." Jingri felt his head getting worse and worse. Pain, dealing with Emperor Wen became more and more strenuous. Last night, I found that the pills were very effective. In just a short time, the wound had healed. I was a little happy, but also a little scared. After thinking for a long time, I finally leaned against the bed and fell asleep.

After all, all these problems started when he saved Emperor Wen and stepped into a trap.It suddenly occurred to Jingri that he had never regretted giving Wen Huang medicine, and that he really...was very interested in medicine?

Jingri rubbed her head, feeling dizzy and couldn't stand up.

"My lord just said that..." Before Emperor Wen finished speaking, he saw Bei Jing Dynasty turned upside down and supported the person, only to realize that the other person's body temperature was high, and Emperor Wen helped him to lie down on the bed, "Hey ...This time, we really share the same bed."