Gu Dongfang, the proud one

Now that the letter has been sent, Gu Zhaoyang has settled his mind, and looking at his own situation, he feels a little uncomfortable.

It's not that he's picky, he doesn't have to do any work, he just stays in his room all day long, and occasionally listens to Qing'er's gossip, but this also makes him deeply understand how big brother Dongfang loves those eight concubines.

It is said that Hall Master Fenglei once swore not to marry, and the eight concubines were all called wives.

It is said that Mrs. Shi was just a dancer in the past, and after being spotted by the hall master, she could even smack at the eldest lady.

It is said that Mrs. Xin is the most loved by the hall master, and once beheaded two elders who spoke badly for her.

It is said that...

Gu Zhaoyang watched Mrs. Shi approaching from a distance, her gestures were gentle and dignified, and her heart was uncontrollably sour.

Brother Dongfang said that he liked him, but when he was deeply in love, did he ever tell those women?

What is he?

The confused mist covered his clear pupils little by little, and his hand unconsciously touched his waist, and the moment he touched the cold tip of the refined knife, Gu Zhaoyang's pupils shrank!

It came again, this bewitching voice, Gu Zhaoyang pressed his chest, and took a few breaths hastily.

He needs to have good experience in killing, but he will never kill without reason. This is the principle.

The weather was fine this afternoon, and a woman with a peaceful smile came slowly towards him, stepping on the shattered sunlight. The picture was beautiful, but it couldn't win Gu Zhaoyang's heart. .

Mrs. Poetry did not have any objection to his etiquette. This young man has a pair of very similar eyes to her husband, and he is born with pride. If she hadn't saved him, I am afraid that this young man would not salute her at all. He closed his eyes with a smile, covering up the longing and sorrow.

"The last time Mr. Gu Lang talked about his joy, there was some regret in his words. I want to hear the reason." The screen retreated to the left and right, and the two stood in the courtyard. It was Mrs. Shi who broke the silence for a long time.

Gu Zhaoyang pursed his lips, looked at Mrs. Shi, and slowly raised his eyes, "What Madam wants to ask is the medicine or life."

Mrs. Shi was startled, her jade face turned pale, "Ask about life...what's the answer?"

"There are love insects in southern Xinjiang, they are born as twins, and they are twin eggs that enter the human body. If they are the same person... then the two insects will come out, and they will be entangled in love for a day. After that, it all depends on fate." Gu Zhaoyang said.

When using Gu, she knew the properties of the medicine, but she didn't hear what she wanted to hear, Madam Shi said anxiously: "Then why is it related to life?"

Gu Zhaoyang lowered his eyes and swept away the complex colors in his eyes, "Madam's Gu worms have been out for a long time, but they have not been able to get close to the other party's body. The two worms have accumulated in Madam's body together. Although they are not poisonous, the love worms are produced every day. There are tens of thousands of eggs, and when summer arrives, all the insects will come out..."

Madam Poet's face was pale.

In fact, this is also one of the reasons why Gu Zhaoyang respects and pities these women but is not ashamed. More or less, they always have some hidden illness similar to the exhaustion of Jun Huan, and Mrs. Shi who has not succeeded Alright, when he abolished his merits for Big Brother Dongfang, he often found heretical things like Special Emotion Gu Xiangsi San.

——Everything is harmful to people. It is conceivable that even if there is no mortal enemy and is tossed like this day after day, Brother Dongfang can live to the day he is 30 years old?I'm afraid that he will die faster than in his previous life.

Seeing the lifeless despair on the woman's face, which was quite different from her dignified appearance when she came, Gu Zhaoyang said helplessly: "Lovers are extremely weak and cannot stand extreme cold and heat. Madam just find some ice and soak it in ice water for five days. Naturally, there is no danger."

It seems that you don’t care much about doctors. As long as the doctor is willing to talk to you and reports the cause, disease, and symptoms, can he tell you to prepare for the funeral?Generally, when he really wanted to prepare for the funeral, he would not even glance at it.

It is obvious that this is another misunderstanding of Gu Zhaoyang. He is used to the genius doctors and regards all the doctors in the world as miracle doctors, and all of them have high medical ethics and take saving people as their own responsibility.

Mrs. Shi's miserable expression froze, she bit her lip, thinking that Gu Zhaoyang was playing tricks on her.

Gu Xiaoyaowang didn't know anything, and then reported several prescriptions, instructing her to cooperate with the ice bath. Mrs. Shi smiled reluctantly at first, but as she listened, her expression gradually became dignified.

She is an intelligent woman, she understands that time is too short, it is not as good as a skill, she started to teach herself medical skills in the singing and dancing club, and later followed Dongfang Bubai, and she did not give up when she was free, not to mention whether her medical skills are good or not, her vision The more there are.The prescription prescribed by this young man may seem ordinary, but in fact, each medicinal material has the potential to complement each other, and the portion is extremely precise, and the ending of his speech is drawn out, sometimes fast and slow, and sometimes he ponders for a while, which further shows that this prescription is not a medicine. The predecessors left wisdom, but he pioneered it.

"...For medicine, you should use bright jade ginseng so that it won't hurt the medicine." Gu Zhaoyang didn't take a pulse for a long time. After speaking, his cheeks were slightly red, and he reluctantly explained the details of making the medicine. The excitement was still not over. .

The servant's room on this side was peaceful, but the Fenglei Hall was full of fire.

A long sword was thrust straight into the front of the hall, with blood flowing down the edge of the sword. There were several corpses lying around the sword. Looking carefully, Wu Changguan, who had humiliated and schemed against Gu Zhaoyang, and the skinny boy Li Er Among them, the remaining [-] or [-] scarred congregants looked in the same direction in horror.

Up the nine blue stone steps, there is a red sandalwood chair covered with white tiger skin. With the hem lifted, Dongfang Bubai sat down calmly, with a faint smile on his lips.

He was wearing a very beautiful red dress, but it did not cause people to misidentify his gender. Sitting there at the moment, he looked like a god and demon looking down on all sentient beings.

"During the days when I'm not here, you are really not good." Dongfang Bubai smiled slightly, and glanced at the panicked Li Yi, his eyes turned cold for a moment, "You said, someone has moved their minds that shouldn't be moved, How should I deal with this seat?"

Li Yi gritted his teeth to resist the killing intent from Dongfang Bubai's gaze, and shouted sharply: "Dongfang Xu, you are presumptuous! How dare you call yourself my seat, are you trying to usurp the throne!"

Dongfang Bubai raised his eyebrows, "Presumptuous? Hah."

His words ended somewhat inexplicably, and Li Yi was about to say something, but he might as well have been cut in half by a big knife from the back of his waist. His stern look was still on his face, showing a different kind of irony.

"Hahaha! Brother Dongfang, you are back. The old boy is going to die of grievance after more than a year! Where's Brother Gu? He didn't come?" Tong Baixiong's body was as strong as before, and he didn't look like a man in his fifties at all. people.

Dongfang Bubai said slowly, "He's at Shishi's place, Brother Tong, would you like to visit him for me?"

"This..." Tong Baixiong looked at the corpses on the ground, then at the surviving crowd, and scratched his head, "Brother Dongfang, you want to..."

Dongfang Bubai exhaled a wave of true energy from the palm of his hand and leaned towards Huaying in the hall. With a flash of sword light, he saw the tenderness in his eyes, "I want to do something, as long as I am alone is enough."

Tong Baixiong felt inexplicably cold, and then tapped his head, laughing at himself for thinking too much.