The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort

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Murong's eyes were cold, "Poisoned? Do you suspect you have been poisoned?"

Zi Andao: "My nightmares are unprecedented, and I find my emotions out of control."

"Is this a sign of poisoning?"

"I don't know, this is my own feeling. Either my spirit is out of order, or I'm poisoned." Zi An felt that the forehead sweat kept flowing down, his forehead was chilling, and he stretched his hand and wiped it, but no drop of sweat .

She stared blankly at her palm, and felt more and more wrong.

Murong Jie took the needle pack for her, and asked the doctor to take his token.

Zi An inspected himself and stabbed himself. He was refreshed, but he did not find himself poisoned.

Could it be that her spirit is really wrong?

"By the way, on Wednesday's case, is there any news from Yamen's side?" Zi An lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He sat at the table and sipped cold water, which would keep her awake.

Murong said: "We just went to Yamen while you were asleep, and also checked the body in person. On Wednesday, the snake was indeed killed by a poisonous snake, and his wife also committed suicide. There was no suspicious wound."

"Isn't it suspicious? Could I be wrong?" Zi An was stunned.

"You are wrong, you are too tired recently, don't think too much." Murong Jie hugged her from behind and said softly: "You are good, eat something first, okay?"

Zi An knew that he was worried about himself, so although he had no appetite, he also said, "Okay, I am hungry."

Murong Jie said with a smile: "I am also hungry. From yesterday to now, I am also hungry with you."

Zi An pulled his hand back and said, "You didn't eat it? Silly?" "Not silly, you are uncomfortable, and I can't eat anymore." Murong Jie went around and hugged her in her arms, silent for a while, said : "Zi An, I just want to tell you that you are very important in my heart. I don't want you to be hurt a little bit, but I always seem to be unable to do this, and I feel very guilty.

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Zi An closed his eyes comfortably, feeling that there were blossoming flowers in his heart, "Fool, I am really okay, and the couple should stand side by side, not me hiding behind you."

Murong hugged her tighter, so tight that Zi'an was almost breathless.

Zi'an felt strange, pushed away and looked at him, "What's wrong?"

Murong Jie shook his head, "It's okay, just want to hold you like this forever."

"Is it silly?" Zi An smiled. "I'm hungry, and I'm going to tell someone to eat."

She was afraid he was hungry.

Grandma Yang has stewed the vegetables for a long time, and when she heard that Murong Jie said about spreading meals, she immediately called for meals.

After eating, Murong Jie said that he would accompany Zi An to stroll around in the palace. Of course, the excuse was that he was too full and the doctor did not come, taking advantage of this gap to go out.

Zi'an naturally agreed. Before going out, Murong Jie took out some vinegar and said, "You take a sip."

"Vinegar?" Zi'an smelled of vinegar, which was very smelly.

"Yes, have a drink." Murong coaxed.

"Are you afraid of me poisoning Gu?" Zi An shook his head. "I'm not poisoning Gu."

Murong Jie took a sip of his own, "Be at ease."

"Drinking this vinegar, the Gu poison really can't invade?" Zi An asked, with sour smell pouring into his nose.

"Aunt Ashe said this, one is that a Gu poison is afraid of this taste, and the other is that this kind of vinegar and Gu poison have a similar taste, you are afraid of drinking, if someone takes a Gu from your food, You will know. "

In order to reassure him, Zi An took a sip in his hand, sour that she piled her face into pickles.

Murong Jie laughed when she saw her pickle-like face.

Zi An beat him, "Still smiling? Didn't you do the same when you drank it yourself?"

"No, I'll show it to you." Murong looked up and took a big sip. After swallowing, he didn't frown, and he sucked his tongue. "I've grown old and got used to it. "

Zi An stunned, "Drink since childhood? Not that ..."

Doesn't it mean that Sun Fang'er only drank it when he gave him that kind of Gu?

Murong Jie put down the vinegar bottle and took her hand to go out. "I didn't drink it as a child, but something else."

"What?" Zi An asked curiously.

Murong Jie smiled and looked at the distance, "Wine."

The medicinal liquor had been very strict with him since he was a child. When practicing martial arts, he was always injured. The ancestors asked him to soak him in the medicine to consolidate the drink. Body.

"Neither wine nor vinegar is a taste." Zi An muttered.

Today's sunshine is very good, dropped from the branches, the temperature declares the power of the sun.

When I came to the garden, there were a few newly entered girls kicking the shuttlecock.

Seeing the two coming, they stopped quickly and came to see the ceremony.

Zi An laughed: "You play with you, and I will walk away with the prince."

"Will you?" Murong Jie asked.

"It used to be a little bit, I haven't kicked it in a long time." When Zi An remembered studying, he often kicked the shuttlecock during class.

However, the coordination of this body is not good, I am afraid that I can't play the previous level.

Murong Qi's eyebrows spoiled, "You kicked me to show." He wanted to see her energetic look.

Zi An was indeed aroused by these girls as a teenager, and asked those girls, "Can you lend me a play?"

The girls were flattered and quickly offered, "Princess, please!"

Everyone stepped back a few steps, all waiting happily for the Princess to kick the shuttlecock. Xiaosun came over there, saw Zi'an playing, and joined in to see the fun.

Zi An stood in the middle of the crowd and smiled at Murong Jie.

Murong Jie also looked at her with a smile. Under the sunlight, her smile was particularly bright, with a transparent style.

A voice sounded in his heart, and in the future, she would have to be such a person, with a carefree smile on her face every day, and he would use all his efforts to make her happy and happy.

Zian throws up the shuttlecock, everyone sees a flower in front of him, the shuttlecock falls straight down, Zian raises his foot, kicks the shuttlecock up, one spins, catches, kicks, catches, kicks again ...

She was wearing the crimson clothes of yesterday. The skirt was light red peony embroidery. When she kicked and twirled, the skirt twirled and looked at it from afar. It opened like a lot of peony and turned around her.

The little girls clapped their hands and all praised that the princess played really well.

Murong Jie couldn't move his eyes for a moment, looking at the beautiful and beautiful figure, he remembered the dancing sword of Qin Zhou that day, she had a stunning look in her eyes.

He folds down a branch with his hand and rises into the sky. The branch trembles and the leaves on the branch are shaken by the internal force. He spins down and rotates the fallen leaves.

Raising his hand, stabbing, turning, and stabbing, although it is a branch, but stabbed the sword with coldness.

He moved quickly, drawing a sword arc, as if he could see a circle of aura surrounding him. If Qin Zhou ’s swordsmanship is clean and elegant, he is unrestrained and unrestrained. He flew his legs together and lifted up his coat. The branches in his hands spread out a heavy shadow, and he cast off his sword very quickly. As if everywhere.