The Legend of the Ghost Concubine

Who would dare to ridicule the master in the Jiuzhong Building? There is no doubt that thousands of faces are also.

Why are thousands of faces not afraid of red nine? First, the two are the same age, the second is the face of the dragon, the third is the identity of the thousand faces, the thousand is the prince of the small country of Zhou, but because of the tired of the boring life of the royal family, five years ago, in chance Joined the Jiuzhong Building, because of the goodness and longevity, the imitation ability is strong, and Long Jiu gave the task of the substitute to the thousand faces.

Thousands of humorous characters brought a lot of joy to Jiuzhonglou.

After the thousand faces, the clouds and stars appeared in the dark room. The four men squatted and said: "The subordinates failed to protect the Missy, causing Missy to be injured. Please ask the master to punish."

Although Longjiu is serious, it is not unreasonable. At that time, Yunwu Xingyue was protecting thousands of innocent avatars. Moreover, Feng Yuer’s killer was a well-known assassination organization on the rivers and lakes. It was Longjiu’s negligence. Clouds and stars are not all-weather protection for Feng Qier. This time, the aunt is not dead. In the future, Long Jiu will definitely protect her. His woman is naturally protected by him.

"Don't blame you, go on." Long Jiuqi is not angry.

Yunwu Xingyue knows that the master will not punish them unreasonably, but knows that the master is very special to Missy, and secretly decided to protect the big lady, and the four men retired.

On the other hand, Feng Xiaoer was lying on the hospital bed, and the small potato squatted on the phoenix scorpion with tears and snot. While wiping the tears, he said, "Miss, oh... you scared the slaves, is the wound very painful?"

The moment the lady pushed her away in times of crisis, the little potato knew that her own lady really treated her as a relative, and no one had been so good to her. The small potato is soft and the heart is moved by tears like the flood of the Yellow River.

"Miss, if you didn't push the slaves at that time, maybe you won't get your arms, oh... the young lady's great grace to the slaves, the slaves have no idea, from the young slaves, there is no father and no mother, the big lady is kind. On the street, the slaves were taken back. The big lady treated the slaves as her own daughter. Now, the young lady is so good to the slaves, the slaves... Hey, the slaves must be the cows to return the lady..." I was so moved when I was crying on the chest of Feng Xiaoer.

Feng Xiaoer gently touched the head of the small potato. This stupid girl is better for her. She is so moved. The lack of caring people knows the truth and the heart is more grateful.

"Potato, Miss You, I said that I want to cover you, you are my sister, I protect you, it should be, you don't have to be too polite to your family, don't cry," Feng Xiaoer said comfortably.

The small potato is very obedient and tears, stop crying, know that the young lady does not like to cry, the little potato wipes the tears, nodded heavily: "The slave is the lady after this life, the slave swears to protect the lady"

Feng Xiaoer laughed and laughed, and his heart was warm. "Okay, I don't need you to swear to protect, potatoes, you can do it for me now."

Feng Yuer wrote a letter, and sent the small potatoes to Jiuzhong to give them to Honggu, and then transferred them to Hongjiu.

Feng Xiaoer told the small potatoes to be cautious. Although the small potatoes had doubts, but the lady told her what to do, naturally there is a reason for the lady. So excuses went out to buy daily necessities, and went straight to the Jiuzhong Building.

Feng Yuer only wrote a sentence on the letter, and the aunt is well, don’t read it, and forget it. She didn't want him to worry about her.

I have no choice but to forget that Ajiu knows that Ah Jiu said that he would not forget to play.

Feng Xiaoer gave out the red flute to her flute, and she was lying in bed and thinking about people.

When the small potatoes came back, it was already in the evening and brought back the news.

Just today, five members of the dynasty were killed in the same place. They were all slashed by the sword and the cruelty of the means. Although the people were panic, the five members were all queens and the death was not enough. It is also considered to be a victim of the people.

The Emperor of Heaven was furious and repatriated many elites from various places in the dynasty. The rewards were posted. If suspicious organizations were found, the reporters paid a large reward.

Feng Yuer and Xiaoyan chatted about the recent events of the imperial dynasty. Wei Guogong’s case of extermination, the jailer’s death was killed, the empress was disfigured, and the five members were killed. All of them have the same characteristics, that is, the deceased are all queens. The murderer is so obvious, isn’t it afraid to be exposed?

Feng Xiaoer doubts, will it be the nine princes? The emperor twice assassinated the nine princes, and the queen killed the mother of the dragon nine, to say that the person who hates the queen most must be the dragon nine.

In ancient times, there was no modern high-tech case to solve a crime, and killing a person was a breeze.

Although Longjiu is cold, but it is not like a vicious and vicious person. Feng Xiaoer’s heart is dubious. He thought that he had witnessed the assassination of Longjiu twice. He took the killer’s head and gave it to the Queen. He couldn’t help but swear. The only thing that treats the queen’s poisonous woman is the dragon nine.

"Although there have been many murders in Beijing recently, but those people are damned, the people have begun to rumor that it is the **** of war to punish the traitors. The people are not afraid, but also set off firecrackers to celebrate?" The small potato told Feng Xiaoer about the sighting.

Feng Xiaoer smiled coldly, and the wicked had their own income. It was not not reported, but the time had not arrived. When the time came, the king wanted him to die, and no one could save it.

Feng Xiaoer knew that there were many traitors in each dynasty. The emperors did not dare to kill the traitors. They were related to political factors. Feng Xiaoer did not understand, but the kind of people who stayed in the world would only harm the world.

If it is true that Long Jiu killed those people, Feng Xiaoer did not feel vicious. Instead, he felt that Long Jiu was a hero who saved the world. It was much better than the Emperor of Heaven. The king of a country must at least be loyal.

Because there are small potatoes left to accompany the chat, Feng Xiaoer will not feel bored, the two have been talking to the middle of the night, Feng Xiaoer saw the little potatoes have tiredness to let them go to sleep.

Feng Xiaoer can't sleep in bed. I don't know if it is the cause of wound pain. I still don't get used to it. I want to turn over. The wound is still very painful. I can't turn my body. I have to lift my legs and count the sheep: "One sheep, two Sheep..." Shaking Erlang's legs, right?

Chic.

Doesn't it mean that you have to change medicine every two hours? How did the nine princes still not change the medicine? Feng Xiaoer’s heart is full of doubts.

At this time, suddenly a bang, the door was opened, and Long Jiu came in with a medicine box.

Feng Xiaoer was too late to put down his legs, quickly picking up the quilt to cover his body, or was stunned by Long Jiu: "Missy is very comfortable."

Feng Xiaoer covered his body and showed his small head. He smiled and said: "I am not bored. I am looking forward to the change of medicine."

Long Jiu no longer talks, sits at the edge of the bed, opens the medicine box, and changes the medicine for Feng Yuer.

Longjiu leaned over to change the medicine for Fengqier, and it was very close. The figure of Longjiu’s tall figure covered the air in front of Fengqier’s child. Fengxier’s stiff body did not dare to move half a point. Longjiu turned his face, across the face. The mask, the breath sprinkled on the face of Feng Xiao'er, Feng Xiaoer only felt a nervousness in his heart, and kept blinking long eyelashes.