After sending Lu Jiu away, Lu Zicong began to think about two things.
The first is to send the cure for the plague to Prince Shan’s Mansion.
The second is to go and see Mrs. Sikong of the General's Mansion.
Although his nephew refused to admit that he had thoughts about Mrs. Sikong, he did not believe it.
He is Lu Jiu's uncle. Lu Jiu should have known it for a long time. Lu Zicong is famous all over the world for his reputation as a jade-faced miracle doctor. When half of the Lu family was wiped out, Lu Jiu would rather sell himself to Xuan Ming Palace than come to find him as his uncle.
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Now she came to him to solve the plague because of the request of such a woman. The position of Mrs. Sikong in Lu Jiu's heart was evident.
After being kicked out of the Lu family and his junior sister, he absolutely hated beautiful women and women with a bad reputation. He never wanted his nephew to be ruined by someone like Sikong Qingying.
Therefore, if Lu Jiu really insists on not forgetting his love for Mrs. Sikong, and Mrs. Sikong is not a kind person, he must create an "accident" to let Mrs. Sikong pass away and save his only little nephew from suffering.
Fortunately, his visit to the imperial capital of Beijing to study the plague has been completed. Now that he has nothing else to do, he might as well start dealing with these two things.
As for the order? It depends on his mood.
Lu Zicong thought about it, then reached out and took off his clothes, intending to sleep.
Before Lu Jiu came to find him, he had no relatives or friends and traveled around various countries. He was used to being loose and free. Before arriving in the imperial capital, he lived in the open air. He finally stayed in an inn, so he had to have a good rest.
Unexpectedly, as soon as his fingers touched the belt, he froze.
There is a strange fishy smell in the air.
Lu Zicong frowned, with a look of boredom on his face. He quickly arranged his clothes and pointed Bixiao at the roof. He released and retracted his inner strength. In an instant, the roof that had been tightly jointed was exploded.
Through a hole, Lu Zicong's green figure jumped up and left the original house.
However, as soon as he flew up, there was a flash of cold light. Lu Zicong quickly bent back and flew sideways, and a long sword narrowly missed his bent face.
Under the moonlight, a handsome yet demonic man holds a long sword in his hand. His white inner robe is covered with a hazy purple gauze. It is fluttering in the night wind. Looking from a distance, it feels like the man is running out of the dark night.
Like a fairy, charming and evil.
"Yi Haomiao, it's you again!!!"
Lu Zicong turned Bi Xiao in his hand and looked at the other party with a frown, already thinking about where to escape.
It's not that he is afraid of the other party, it's just that the other party is too difficult to deal with and wants his life, but he is on par with him in terms of martial arts and medicine and poisoning skills.
The two have been entangled for nearly ten years, and apart from becoming more and more resentful and hostile to each other, they are just bored.
Rather than wasting time with a perverted and boring person, it would be better to run away as soon as possible.
"Lu Zicong, I said that I must kill you."
here we go again.
Lu Zicong pointed at Bixiao and flew towards Yi Haomiao. The end of Bixiao in his hand was shining with cold light. Yi Haomiao, who was very familiar with him, naturally knew that the hidden weapon in Bixiao was about to come out. He quickly raised his sword to block it, "ding ding ding"
He thought in a voice, and a bunch of poisonous needles glowing with blue light were blocked and fell to the ground. Yi Haomiao was sneering at Lu Zicong's little trick in his heart, and Lu Zicong shot out a few meters away with great speed.
"Yi Haomiao, I still have something to do, so I'll take a step ahead. Haha, the cool breeze is blowing. Mr. Poison King, you'd better go home and rest early to avoid getting cold."
Lu Zicong said he was relaxed, but he didn't dare to relax at all. He raised his inner strength and ran away with wind at his feet.
"Humph, childish."
The two of them are equally matched in martial arts, medical skills, and Qinggong. Now that he has found Lu Zicong, he will not let Lu Zicong escape easily.
Yi Haomiao also used his skills at his feet and quickly chased after Lu Zicong.
This night was really lively.
Lu Zicong thought as he ran, and unknowingly he ran near the General's Mansion in Dajing.
This reminded him of what Lu Jiu had asked him to do before. His eyes suddenly lit up and he immediately had an idea.
He changed direction and went to Prince Shan's Mansion.
How can ordinary people break into Prince Shan's Mansion, where the Sixth Prince Xuanyuan Mingzhao lives?
Besides, it happened that Xuanyuan Mingzhao came back from the other courtyard tonight.
As soon as Lu Zicong arrived at Prince Shan's Mansion, he was discovered by the guards of Prince Shan's Mansion.
Of course, this was what Lu Zicong did deliberately.
"Who is here who dares to break into Prince Shan's Mansion?"
Such a big movement shocked Xuanyuan Mingzhao, who was still dealing with political affairs, and Xuanyuan Mingfeng, who was pretending to be crazy.
The two of them rushed out one after another.
Lu Zicong's ink-colored black hair is topped with a high crown, and an emerald gem is inlaid in the crown. He is tall and tall, with outstanding facial features.
With his bian smile, others would think he was a dandy.
The material on his body looked very extraordinary, and he was holding a handful of bixiao in his hand. Even though he was surrounded by people from Prince Shan's Mansion, he looked leisurely and unrestrained. Apart from the yawning smile, there was no hint of fear on his face.
None.
Such a person must not be an assassin or Xiaoxiao, so why did he appear in Prince Shan's Mansion?
Lu Zicong's grooming and temperament made the well-trained guards of Prince Shan's Mansion not relax at all, but instead became even more nervous.
If they were ordinary assassins and Xiaoxiao, they would be easy to deal with. The more bizarre and unfathomable the opponent, the more important they should not be underestimated.
Xuanyuan Mingzhao rushed over and saw Lu Zicong, his brows frowned slightly, and then relaxed immediately.
Not only that, there was also a hint of smile in his eyes that looked like deep pools: "I didn't know that the jade-faced miracle doctor is here. I am sorry that I missed you so much. I hope that the miracle doctor will forgive me."
The jade crown, green robe, and Bixiao could not be anyone else except Lu Zicong, the jade-faced miracle doctor who has never been seen before.
In normal times, Xuanyuan Mingzhao would not be so polite to such a reckless person, but now that the plague is rampant in the capital, the jade-faced doctor Lu Zicong is of vital importance, and he cannot offend him, so he can only treat him politely.
Lu Zicong smiled, jumped up in front of Xuanyuan Mingzhao, and slapped him up and down. He was dressed in black robes. The noble, cold and handsome Xuanyuan Mingzhao laughed twice: "Everyone is a good king.
He is a good prince who works for the benefit of the people and is selfless, but no one has ever said that the good prince is also a rare beauty."
Lu Zicong was very courageous in making fun of the good king. Before Xuanyuan Mingzhao could say anything, the loyal butler De Gonggong who had been following Xuanyuan Mingzhao from the palace to the present couldn't help but shouted: "How presumptuous!"
Xuanyuan Mingzhao waved his hand: "You all go down, I will personally entertain Mr. Lu."
After finishing speaking, he said to Lu Zicong: "There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and my father is the reincarnation of a real dragon. As a royal heir, it is normal for me to have good looks."
Lu Zicong tapped his hand with Bixiao: "You are indeed a good guy, so it's not wrong for me to help you."
Xuanyuan Mingzhao knew what he was thinking: "You are here because of the plague, right?"
As he said this, he was thinking in his heart who Sikong Qingying's friend was. He was able to find the miracle doctor he had been looking for for so long. Not only did he find it, but he also asked the jade-faced miracle doctor to come to his door in person. This was so embarrassing.
It's really not that big.
Xuanyuan Mingzhao didn't know that Lu Zicong came to him to seek protection. Prince Shan's Mansion was not an ordinary place. Now that Xuanyuan Mingzhao treated Lu Zicong as an honored guest, Na Yi Haomiao would definitely not get any benefits even if he broke into Prince Shan's Mansion without permission.
Lu Zicong came to Prince Shan's Mansion overnight just to avoid Yi Haomiao's pursuit.
However, Lu Zicong naturally would not tell his true purpose, and just nodded to Xuanyuan Mingzhao: "Yes, with the entrustment of my old friend, Lu came here to help the prince solve his problems."
"This is really great. Please ask Divine Doctor Lu for us to talk inside."
Lu Zicong nodded.
As expected, as Lu Zicong expected, it didn't take long for Yi Haomiao to chase him, and naturally he was surrounded by the guards of Prince Shan's Mansion.
Xuanyuan Mingzhao was alarmed again and came out to check. Lu Zicong followed Xuanyuan Mingzhao to watch the show.
Xuanyuan Mingzhao didn't recognize Yi Haomiao, because although Yi Haomiao has a great reputation, he is the poison king that scares everyone. Normally, everyone wishes they could never talk about him, so how could they compare his reputation to that of Lu Zicong?
That kind of news is so widely spread, and Xuanyuan Mingzhao is not a serious figure in the world, so it is not surprising that he is not recognized.
"Young Master, why did you break into Prince Shan's Mansion at night?"
"I'm here to kill him!"
Yi Haomiao was not at all polite to Xuanyuan Mingzhao just because he was the sixth son of the emperor today.
He took his long sword and pointed it straight at Lu Zicong next to Xuanyuan Mingzhao. He also pointed it at Xuanyuan Mingzhao.
When the guards around him saw this, they flashed all their weapons.
Xuanyuan Mingzhao was a little surprised. He turned his head and asked Lu Zicong beside him: "Master Lu?"
Lu Zicong smiled innocently and raised his shoulders: "I don't know him... Mr. Liu, as you know, as a miracle doctor, there are so many people in the world who come to Lu to force Lu to treat illnesses. Who knows what's happening in front of you?"
Which one is it?"
Xuanyuan Mingzhao thought about it and said: "This Young Master Lu is a guest in my palace. I will never let you kill him here. Young Master, please come back."
Yi Haomiao is not stupid. Although he doesn't show any respect for Xuanyuan Mingzhao, he has heard about the name of the Good King and knows that Xuanyuan Mingzhao is not easy to mess with. After thinking for a while, he raised his voice and said: "I heard that
The good king is confused by the plague today. I can help the good king clear up his confusion and eliminate the worries of the plague. I also ask the good king to hand this person over to me."
Yi Haomiao's words surprised Xuanyuan Mingzhao.
He had been troubled by the plague for a long time. He had been looking for Lu Zicong for nearly a month but could not find him. Why did everything change overnight? Not only did Lu Zicong come to his door to help him, but even the Poison King came?
Yes, at this time, Xuanyuan Mingzhao also thought of the Poison King Yi Haomiao, who was not very well-known.
But Xuanyuan Mingzhao is not a hesitant person. He is a bold and decisive person. He almost doesn’t think about it and immediately shakes his head and refuses: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yi, first come, first served. Mr. Lu has agreed to help me with the plague."
The king has solved it, Mr. Yi, please come back."
After saying this, he paused for a moment, his face darkened, and the pressure around him gradually relaxed. His eyes, which were like deep pools, were full of the arrogance of a superior: "Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
The Jade-Faced Miracle Doctor Lu Zicong is moody, but he usually doesn't go back on his promises, but Poison King Yi Haomiao is even more temperamental than Lu Zicong. He is a person who will fall out whenever he wants, without caring about anything, and will act boldly.
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It is very dangerous to have Liu Yihaomiao by his side. Now that the matter of seizing the legitimate son is imminent, Xuanyuan Mingzhao does not want to cause any discomfort to himself.
Therefore, he decisively chose Lu Zicong.
As soon as Xuanyuan Mingzhao finished speaking, the surrounding guards all moved forward, surrounding Yi Haomiao with evil looks on their faces.
Yi Haomiao frowned and made a mental calculation. These guards were nothing, but it was said that the guards of the Dajing royal family were not very skilled in martial arts when viewed individually. However, they were extremely good at forming formations and had particularly powerful group attack capabilities.
Even if he defeated these guards, most of his internal strength would be depleted. Considering that he and Lu Zicong were on the same level, with most of his internal strength missing, he would not be able to kill Lu Zicong. Instead, he might have been plotted by Lu Zicong.
Taking a step back, he is now making a big fuss in the palace. If he doesn't go down the steps given by the good king Xuanyuan Mingzhao and insists on making trouble, he may be wanted by the entire court in the future.
He is not afraid of being wanted by the court, but he does not want to restrict his freedom in the future because of being wanted by the court. In that case, how can he hunt down Lu Zicong?
After thinking about the serious relationship between this, Yi Haomiao had to hold back his anger and said to Lu Zicong: "I don't believe you surnamed Lu. From now on, you will never step out of the Good Prince's Mansion."
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and flew away. The purple gauze covering his body fluttered with the night wind. Under the moonlight, he looked like an immortal riding on the wind.
Lu Zicong put Bixiao against his chin and smiled, so what if he lived in Prince Shan's Mansion all the time? Everything just depends on his mood.
One night, Prince Shan's Mansion was broken into twice. Xuanyuan Mingzhao's mood was not bright at all. He ordered the guards of Prince Shan's Mansion to be extremely vigilant tonight to avoid anything happening again.
"Master Lu, it's getting late. Why don't I have someone take you down to rest first?"
Lu Zicong nodded: "Okay, no problem. Tomorrow Mr. Lu will give the prescription to Mr. Liu. Mr. Liu will ask his servants to buy the medicine and boil it. If you drink it, you will not be infected with the plague. As for those who have been infected with the plague and have not died yet."
Yes, Mr. Lu will visit them in person and prescribe medicine based on their conditions."
Xuanyuan Mingzhao nodded: "Thank you, Mr. Lu."
Speaking of those who were infected with the plague, Xuanyuan Mingzhao couldn't help but think of Xuanyuan Cangpeng, the emperor of Beijing who was so old and skinny that he had only a handful of bones left in the palace. He thought in his heart that he would discuss this with Lu Zicong tomorrow.
, asked Lu Zicong to go to the palace to see a doctor for his father.
Now that there is no crown prince in the capital, if the emperor of the capital really dies, wouldn't the entire capital of the capital fall into chaos?
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Sikong Qingying didn't know that Lu Zicong and Yi Haomiao came to King Shan's Mansion last night, but Lu Jiu had already come once and told her that the miracle doctor Lu Zicong had agreed to help King Shan solve the plague.
Sikong Qingying was very grateful for this.
However, Lu Jiu always came and left in a hurry. Before she could invite him to have a cup of tea or a meal, Lu Jiu left again.
After Lu Jiu left, Sikong Qingying fell silent again.
Because of the news of Yin Ziheng's death, Shuqi and Uncle Fu have been extremely silent these days.
At first, Sikong Qingying was so sad that she couldn't even eat, but later she forced herself to eat for the sake of the child in her belly.
Eat and vomit, eat again after vomiting.
Repeat this cycle two or three times, and then you can eat it.
As time went by, her heart became stronger, and although she was sad, it would not be the same as before.
She has not yet gotten over the shadow of Yin Ziheng's death, but she is already strong enough to face the rest of her life.
When Xuanyuan Mingzhao did not come to the other courtyard, Sikong Qingying was Xiaoling, Shuqi and Uncle Fu who had dinner together. If Xuanyuan Mingzhao came, Shuqi and Uncle Fu would leave, leaving only Xuanyuan Mingzhao and Sikong
Clear shadow.
Shuqi and others are actually feeling very complicated now.
They hoped that Sikong Qingying would always watch over Yin Ziheng, but when they thought about Yin Ziheng's death, it would be very difficult for Sikong Qingying, a young and pregnant woman, to guard a dead person and take care of a child, and they felt a little reluctant to let go.
Therefore, when they saw that Sikong Qingying and Xuanyuan Mingzhao were obviously closer than before, they didn't know whether to be happy or worried.
The fake Fu Bo and the real Shadow Guard Ling Zero One would not say anything about this matter easily.
At noon today, Xuanyuan Mingzhao rushed to the other courtyard with a tired face, just in time to have lunch.
"Xiaoying."
Xuanyuan Mingzhao was in a good mood. When he saw Sikong Qingying, his cold eyes that were like a deep pool couldn't help but soften a little.
"Thank you for thinking about me. That miracle doctor Lu Zicong is indeed extraordinary."
When Sikong Qingying heard this, he knew that the plague in the imperial capital had been brought under control.
This was good news, which relieved his gloomy mood these past few days.
"If you are so considerate of me, I will not deceive you. After dinner, I will take you to a place."
Sikong Qingying nodded helplessly.
She now relies on Xuanyuan Mingzhao's protection to survive. As long as Xuanyuan Mingzhao doesn't touch her bottom line and principles, she doesn't care.
It's summer, the weather is hot, the cicadas are chirping constantly, and it's only slightly cooler under the shade of trees.
Xuanyuan Mingzhao rode a tall brown-red horse. Sikong Qingying was placed in front of her, and Xuanyuan Mingzhao drove the horse forward.
The fabric of the summer robe was thin, and the two of them were very close to each other because of their sitting positions. The horse was jolting, and Sikong Qingying soon noticed that there was something hot and hard pressing against her breasts.
Butt cheeks, this made her face blush at first, and then immediately turned dark again.
Did Xuanyuan Mingzhao do this on purpose?
She gritted her teeth and carefully moved her body forward, but was pulled back by Xuanyuan Mingzhao's hand on her waist. She fell back into Xuanyuan Mingzhao's arms and bumped into Zhuo under Xuanyuan Mingzhao.
It was hot and hard, which made her waist weak and almost unable to exert any strength.
Xuanyuan Mingzhao held her in his arms, and the beauty in his arms exuded a faint fragrance. In summer, this smell was clearer than before, intertwining with the cold fragrance around Xuanyuan Mingzhao.
Sikong Qingying became a little angry and stretched out his hand to break off the big hand on his waist, but he couldn't break it off. He had to say bitterly: "Sixth Master, don't you feel warm if you hold me so tightly?"
Xuanyuan Mingzhao's cold and handsome face always looked like a gentleman. He slightly raised his eyes like splash-ink paintings: "I have inner strength in my body, so naturally I don't feel hot anymore? Xiaoying, are you hot? Well, it's me.
I was negligent, there is no ice in this other courtyard, only Prince Shan's Mansion has it. When the plague in the imperial capital is completely resolved, I will take you back to Prince Shan's Mansion."
Return to Prince Shan’s Mansion?
Isn't it the General's Mansion?
Sikong Qingying was in a daze for a moment. Thinking of the fact that Yin Ziheng was dead, he felt uncomfortable and felt that whether he could return to the General's Mansion or not was not that important.
After all, the person who haunted her in the General's Mansion was no longer there. Going back would only increase her sadness.
She sighed, and as soon as she came to her senses, she found that her belt had been pulled open, and a cold, rough palm moved on her smooth skin. She was startled.
"Sixth Master, what are you doing?"
Xuanyuan Mingzhao said seriously: "Xiaoying feels hot, I will help you cool down."
Sikong Qingying was indeed hot, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her smooth and delicate skin. However, because of the woman's body fragrance, not only did she not smell of sweat, but the fragrance around her body was even stronger because of the sweat.
Already.
Sikong Qingying's face sank: "I suddenly don't want to accompany you to that place, Mr. Liu. Please ask Mr. Liu to take me back."
Although this is the outskirts of the Imperial Capital, it is inevitable that they will not run into other people. If others see them like this, they will really lose all dignity.
Xuanyuan Mingzhao slid his fingers, touching the somewhat slippery body in his arms, and said in a calm voice: "I'll be there soon, Xiaoying, don't be in a hurry."
Although his hands were still in Sikong Qingying's clothes and moving around, they seemed to be really cooling down Sikong Qingying, and there was not much ambiguous rubbing.
In addition to the fact that his lower body was so hard and hard against Sikong Qingying, which made Sikong Qingying particularly uncomfortable, his cold hands really made Sikong Qingying feel more comfortable.
Could it be that Xuanyuan Mingzhao was really good for her?
Did she misunderstand?
However, outside, this look... still made Sikong Qingying's cheeks uncontrollably red.
Mr. Liu, who looks so serious on the outside, is actually like this in private... I really don't know what's wrong, but I was shocked when I found out.
The sun was shining high above the head, cicadas were chirping all around, and the lush shades of trees crisscrossed each other. Xuanyuan Mingzhao and Sikong Qingying sat on their horses and walked slowly.
Walking smoothly on the path covered by the shade of trees, Xuanyuan Mingzhao used his skills to forcefully suppress the desire and desire in his body, allowing Sikong Qingying to lean on his arms more comfortably.
middle.
In addition, this also aroused Sikong Qingying's curiosity.
Where exactly does Xuanyuan Mingzhao want to take her?