Chapter 21

【Brother Jing Wang, do you trust Mr. Su? 】

【...What about Lin Shu? 】

【Brother Jing Wang...】

【Lin Shu and Mr. Su, what is more important in your heart, the living or the dead...】

[Wei Zheng is the deputy general of Chiyu Battalion, Lin Shu's arm...Jing Lin doesn't want Brother Wang to save him...]

[The scene where the blood is flowing like a river from a close relative in front of his eyes, Jing Lin doesn't want to see him for the second time in this life... Brother Wang wants to see it? 】

【Brother Jing Wang! 】

Brother Jing, Brother Jing, Brother Jing...

Xiao Jingyan woke up from a dream, breathing in the cold air like drowning.It was dawn, and the brazier in the house had been extinguished at some point.

The wronged soul never enters the dream, but the living Xiao Jinglin is more infiltrating than the evil ghost. He lingers in the dream for a few days, his face is as pale as paper when he is in the dream, filled with gloomy resentment, not like a living person.

On the day of returning to Beijing, the news that Wei Zheng was imprisoned when he entered the palace broke out. In his mother's Zhiluo Palace, the little maid cried again about Su Zhe's mercenary for nothing but death.If I hadn't known the news in advance, I was afraid that I would have been so angry that I would have ascended to the sky and lost my sanity.

Now, he pretended to be so angry that he was no longer rational, and showed them.Heh, they are both of the Xiao family's blood, so no one can pretend.

The master who was the best at pretending came to the Su residence as soon as Tianming, stared at Mei Changsu, and forbade him to come out of the bed.

A few braziers were lit in the room, and An Wangba thought the smell of carbon was unpleasant, so he grabbed some powder from his purse and sprinkled it in. In an instant, the fragrant fragrance in the room was the refreshing smell of plum blossoms.

Dr. Yan came over with beard blowing and staring eyes: "Who told you to sprinkle incense powder, don't you know that you are sick?"

"Doctor Yan, please show me." An Wangba smiled and handed over the purse. The black-faced doctor studied it for a while, then snorted heavily, and continued to boil the medicine without saying anything.

Mei Changsu laughed under the blanket, coughing lightly from time to time.

Wang An Bayi curled his lips: "You're still laughing. I managed to persuade Brother Jing, but you are lucky. It's unreasonable to say that Prince Jing is not angry, but you go to stand by his door by yourself! Is it necessary? Don't you think it's cold? Do you think you are not sick enough?"

Mei Changsu said, "Okay, I only went out in warm clothes, isn't it all right?"

Dr. Yan came in with a medicine bowl and stuffed it into his hand angrily. The medicine was black and made Xiao Jinglin sniffle.

Mei Changsu took a sip and made a sad face.

An Wangba sneered: "It deserves it, Doctor Yan is kind enough, the last time I had a cold, Doctor Jiang gave me a catty of Coptis chinensis!"

Dr. Yan nodded in agreement, and said: "The doctor Jiang you are talking about, but the old man Jiang Qu?"

An Wang Bada was surprised: "Do you know Jiang Taiji?"

"That's a master of Xinglin, especially good at detoxification... There are still experts in Taiyuan Hospital, but with me and that kid Lin Chen here, I don't need him."

Just as he was talking, the bell in the secret passage rang, and Xiao Jinglin pressed down on Mei Changsu who was about to get up, not allowing him to move, and went to let his seventh brother out by himself.

Mei Changsu shook the medicine bowl, staring at the dregs of the medicine, as if he really didn't want to drink it up, and said slowly, "...Dr. Yan, it's a common cold, do you need Doctor Jiang to see you in person?"

Doctor Yan ordered him to finish the drink, and then replied angrily: "Perhaps that young prince is delicate, you don't care if there are so many."

The secret passage was opened, Prince Jing saw the culprit who made him have nightmares all night, the young man's face was like a peach blossom, full of vitality, Bel rolled his eyes at him energetically: "Why are you here again, we can't let him have a good rest. "

Prince Jing said: "Can't I come to see the sick? But you, come so early, have the nerve to knock on someone's door?"

An Wangba said confidently: "Of course I came in over the wall! Who knocked on the door early in the morning."

"Yes, you only knock on the door in the middle of the night, more than once."

The two brothers walked out of the secret passage just like this, and Mei Changsu wanted to laugh when he heard his voice before seeing him. The last time Jingyan bickered like this was how many years ago. .

As soon as King Jing came, he visited the sick first, and as they talked, the topic naturally turned to Wei Zheng's rescue. Just at the beginning, the two looked at Xiao Jinglin in perfect understanding, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Wang An frowned like a cat: "Kick me away again! I'm also a prince now, and you still treat me like a child? Brother Jing?!"

Brother Jing took a sip of tea calmly. He thought it was not a good taste, so he asked someone to change the white water for him. When the white water came up, he drank it all in one gulp: "Oh, the prince. There is a place for your king bead ?"

After the disaster relief came back, everyone sang praises.Emperor Liang gave him a great award, and King Jing bestowed seven pearls, officially standing shoulder to shoulder with King Yu.King An's performance was also unexpectedly good. His father was overjoyed, and he was named a prince based on this merit alone.

The problem lies in these two king beads.

The prince's robes, crowned with beads.Xiao Jinglin didn't even have a crown, so where would he put Wang Zhu?

"I sewed a hairband, can't I?!"

The author has something to say: What a happy bastard, you said you were handsome for three seconds?

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