Daoists will flirt with me if they disagree

The third son Guo and the court lady Huancui ran all the way to the corner gate, and Huancui finally calmed down: "I'll call the palace patrol to come over."

"No." Third Young Master Guo hurriedly stopped her, "Miss, go back quickly."

"But that person just now is not from the palace, what if he becomes an assassin?"

"That shouldn't be what you should see, girl." Third Young Master Guo smiled at her.

Huaan Cui understood almost immediately, she nodded: "Then be careful, my lord, thank you so much for today, my lord."

Third Young Master Guo bowed his hands to her, then walked quickly into the dark night, Huan Cui came to his senses and probably wished that he died here, so that no one would know about her writing letters to the inner academy at night.

Tonight, for some reason, it was a long time before he saw the patrol coming from the palace, and there was a gust of strange wind, which almost made it difficult for him to see a single step.

A little light could be seen in the distance, he covered his forehead with one hand, and quickly ran a few steps, the lantern he had thrown just now was still burning, but the monster and persistence were gone.

He was stunned for a moment, then looked carefully at the traces of fighting on the ground by the firelight, and sure enough, he found a little bit of blood, and couldn't help but feel nervous, the blood disappeared when it reached the palace wall.

He tentatively touched the wall, huh?It's like nothing...

The third son of Guo didn't have time to think about it, he gritted his teeth, walked into the wall with a burning lantern.

It was obviously just a partition wall between the inner and outer courtyards of the imperial palace, but for some reason, the space inside was extraordinarily spacious, as if entering a different world from the human world.

As soon as he entered, the third son of Guo heard roars. He lifted the lantern, and his heart was horrified. A group of people who looked like ghosts and ghosts surrounded Zhixin, and Zhixin waved the demon sword to deal with these things. It's like chopping melons and vegetables, but there are too many of them, and it seems that the obsession can't get away for a while.

"Get out!" Zhixin caught a glimpse of him and shouted hastily.

The group of monsters turned their heads and bared their teeth at Third Young Master Guo, but no one came to attack him.

Third Young Master Guo's heart moved, he boldly approached, waved the lantern in his hand, and the nearby monsters immediately dodged.

This thing is really afraid of fire!

The third son of Guo turned over, and there was nothing else but some scattered silver and the fairy rope. Could it be that the fairy rope was used?He hesitated for a moment, groped to untie the belt around his waist, and hung on the fire to wait for it to ignite.

The good Mr. Guo San was holding his trousers in one hand and the fire belt in the other, crackling and pumping.

This group of monsters seemed to be very afraid of the fire, and they would scream "Aww" when they came across the fire.

"Prince Daoist, use fire!" Third Young Master Guo shouted resolutely.

Zhixin was overjoyed, put away the demon-subduing sword, took out an open fire talisman, and ignited it in all directions, forcing the monster into a ball. He flew in front of Third Young Master Guo, and kicked the lantern towards the pile of monsters again. There was a howling of ghosts and wolves.

"Go!" Zhixin pulled his arm out of the wall.

In an instant, the wall returned to normal. Zhixin's sleeve was still in the wall, and he broke it with all his strength, and that sleeve seemed to be eaten by the wall. If it was too late, the two of them I can't get out either.

"Well...thank you for saving me today." Third Young Master Guo bowed his head and gave Zhixin a salute.

"I—" Before Zhixin could speak, fire appeared in the distance, as well as the collision of metal armor and the sound of footsteps.

Third Young Master Guo quickly stretched out his hands to push Zhixin, and the two hurriedly hid in the inner academy, waiting quietly for the palace patrol to pass by.

He was still holding onto Zhixin's hand in a panic just now, but now that he came back to his senses, he quickly let go as if he was scalded, not wanting to hold Zhixin's hand back again.

The third son of Guo glared at Zhixin angrily, but he saw that Zhixin's eyes were burning, as if he could see everything about him in the dark night.

Third Young Master Guo pinched his palm fiercely, and then he felt a sudden chill down below him, and his body stiffened. Before he untied the belt, he had been holding it around his waist with his hands. Just now, he just pinched his heart to vent his anger. This is great, the pants fell off...

He hastily bent down to lift his pants, not wanting to be pushed against the wall by Zhixin.

"You—" Third Young Master Guo's lips moved but he didn't dare to make a sound, and he clenched Zhixin's thigh with his backhand.

Zhixin rested his head on his neck and breathed lightly, and groped under it with one hand.

Third Young Master Guo pinched his hands tighter and tighter. He felt that his nails had already pierced Zhixin's skin, but Zhixin seemed unconscious. into his mouth.

The third son Guo's heartbeat almost burst his eardrums, he waited tremblingly for the palace patrol to pass by the gate of the inner academy, and then when the footsteps became quieter, he turned his head away, let go of Zhixin's finger, and spoke One read the curse of binding immortals.

The fairy rope in his sleeve flew out in an instant and tied Zhixin firmly. He leaned against the wall and took a long breath, then pulled up his trousers tremblingly.

"...Smelly rascal." The third son of Guo gave Zhixin a look, cursed in a low voice, untied Zhixin's belt and tied it around his waist, and straightened his clothes.

He still kicked Zhixin's calf in perplexity: "I'm leaving, you just stay here."

"Wait a minute," Zhixin nodded his chin and gestured to himself, "Please... help me tidy up my clothes."

"Now I know it's embarrassing." The third son of Guo walked up to Zhixin angrily, helped him tuck up his pants, accidentally touched Zhixin's burning body, and turned his head suddenly, "You deserve it!"

Third Young Master Guo turned his back, paused for a moment, then left Zhixin behind him, and went out of the palace alone to return to the Guo Mansion.

Although there was no danger this night, he couldn't calm down. There was such a group of monsters in the palace that were neither human nor ghost, were they raised in captivity or came from elsewhere?Why attack people?Who are they attacking?

In the morning when he woke up together, the fairy rope was placed next to his pillow. Thinking of the embarrassing scene yesterday, he decided not to leave his body in the future, so as not to be demonized by obsession or lust...

Fortunately, the obsession didn't show up for a while, but who knows what method the Taoist priest used, he never forgot that the Taoist priest followed him from the capital all the way to the south of the Yangtze River, and he couldn't detect it at all.

He finished transcribing the typhoid medicine and sent it to the imperial hospital. The imperial doctors were not there, and only a few medicine boys sorted out the medicinal materials inside.

"Where is the envoy?" Third Master Guo asked the acquaintance of the drug boy Jing Zhu.

"It's not just the envoys, the imperial physicians have all entered the palace, Concubine Lan of the Tai'a Palace has a miscarriage, why don't you start with the imperial hospital—"

"Jing Zhu!" An older drug boy said, as if he didn't want Jing Zhu to say so much.

The third son of Guo smiled, put the matter of typhoid medicine on the envoy's desk and left.

As soon as he came out of the imperial hospital, a maid came in with her head bowed. The moment the two of them crossed their bodies, Mr. Guo could see clearly that it was Huancui from last time.

I only heard Huan Cui say to those medicine boys: "I am Huan Cui from Tai'a Palace, Concubine Lan was in grief and scratched herself just now, the imperial doctor asked me to get the ointment."

"What about the prescription?" It was Jing Zhu who spoke.

"It's just an ointment for external use, what other prescription do you use!" Huan Cui said.

"Aunt Huancui, this can't be done. Our imperial hospital has a rule that no medicine will be given if you don't see the prescription. Please go back. If the imperial doctor said so, please ask him to prescribe the prescription before you come again."

"Now the emperor and all the imperial physicians are in the Tai'a Palace. Do I have to ask for ointment three times and four times? Which one of you took the ointment and went with me, and you will know as soon as you go."

"..."

Not long after, Huancui came out of the Tai Hospital with a face of resentment, it seemed that he didn't get the ointment.

Third Young Master Guo walked back to the inner academy.

"My lord! My lord stay behind!"

Third Young Master Guo couldn't help but wryly smiled, it's rare that he only saw Huancui once but still remembered him...

He could only smile, turned around and asked, "Did the girl call me?"

"My lord, do you have any wound medicine?" Huan Cui's delicate face looked very painful.

"This……"

"My lord, I really can't stand the pain," Huan Cui said as he rolled up his sleeves. There were black marks all over his fair arms, and the black ones were the blood under the skin. "But Tai'a Palace is just right. This kind of thing happened again, I can't get any ointment, please help me."

Seeing her scars, Guo Sangong couldn't help feeling compassionate: "Who did your injuries?"

"...Yes...Yes..." Huan Cui suddenly covered her face and wept, trembling all over, "I dare not say...My lord...Please help me...I really can't stand it..."

The third son of Guo can understand her suffering. The matter of Concubine Lan's miscarriage is being thoroughly investigated. At this moment, whoever dares to give medicine to the people of Tai'a Palace is tantamount to causing trouble to the upper body. Take this trip to the muddy waters.

"You wait here." Third Young Master Guo explained to him in a low voice, then turned and went back to the inner academy. The academy has commonly used medicines, and he took trauma ointment for Huancui.

"Thank you, my lord, and please rest assured, my lord, if someone asks me, I will definitely not implicate my lord."

Huan Cui is very grateful, the third son of Guo doesn't take it seriously, if she has a heart, she won't implicate him, if she has a heart to hurt others, it's just mutual identification, is he still afraid of a court lady?

The third son of Guo walked to the place where he met the monster that night and suddenly stopped, staring at the palace wall and looking again and again. The wall is a red brick wall, but there is a strange bright red in the middle of the wall. He stretched out his hand and twirled it. .

Could it be that it was done with perseverance?

Accidents happened one after another in the palace during this period of time. The miscarriage of Concubine Tai'an Lan has not been found out yet, and Jingze Palace inexplicably disappeared two maids.There is no one to investigate the case in the palace, and it will be done after a few people are held accountable.

That night, while the third son Guo was still asleep, his obsession came again, and the third master Guo immediately tied him up firmly with the fairy rope.

"Chenxin can be untied, so of course I can be untied." Zhixin said.

The Third Young Master Guo was about to go mad with rage, and squinted at him: "In that case, what's the use of giving it to me, anyway, it can't hold you back."

Zhixin smiled at him: "I just don't understand."

"I have something to tell you." Zhixin's upper body was tied up with an immortal rope, and he sat upright beside his bed, "Do you know what we met in the past few nights?"

"what?"

"Something that came out of the devil world."