Chapter 323: Becoming a person in the secret realm
She reported to the emperor and requested many times to resign from office and follow her husband on the expedition, but the emperor did not agree. Instead, he scolded her and almost transferred her to the most remote city in the opposite direction to Yanmen Pass.
Li Xueqing smiled helplessly, her brows furrowed in sadness.
In an instant, Li Xueqing's movements suddenly froze on the spot, and a green light flashed in her bright eyes. For a moment, her eyes lost their luster, as if they were covered with a layer of fog.
"Li Xueqing" lowered his head and looked at his hands, clothes and figure numbly. Then he touched his face stiffly.
"This is……"
"Female...I..."
"Where's the little doctor..."
In the bathtub, Liang Yue was looking at his body in astonishment. He stroked the thick muscles on his arms, straightening and bending them hard, and the muscles were like mountains one after another.
He touched his face, and the stubble on his chin was prickly.
This feeling is very strange.
"Is this Qianbaidao?"
"This body... is full of power. It's just what I dreamed of."
"Where are Jiang Su and the monk in red..."
Inside the palace.
"Is this the secret realm of Qianbai Dao? The rules here sound a bit like the script killing in the real world. Unfortunately, I was not interested in this thing at the time and didn't play much with Jiajia and the others. Otherwise, it would be faster to crack the secret realm."
"So who am I now?"
Jiang Su subconsciously closed her eyes tightly and rubbed the things around her.
"I should be on a bed...the material feels good. Silk quilt, silk quilt, silk curtain, and..."
Jiang Su knocked on the edge of the bed, listened to the echo, took a deep breath and sighed: "Huanghuali Mu, you are rich. This starting position is okay, but I don't know if it is a protagonist or a supporting role."
The sound of pushing the door open.
"Your Majesty, you are awake. I asked the imperial kitchen to prepare some fire-reducing soup and some refreshing medicinal food."
The woman bowed respectfully, turned around, waved her hand, and said to the palace maid beside her: "Put the things up."
Jiang Su's spine stiffened.
Emperor??? Are you calling me? I can rely on the experience of this monk, and I am also related to the emperor of a certain dynasty?
Do I still have a concubine?
The concubine walked to the dragon bed, knelt down, and thoughtfully put on Jiang Su's shoes and socks.
She raised her eyes and rolled them around, trying to look at the emperor's expression, but found that he had kept his eyes closed.
The concubine was stunned, touched the emperor's face, and immediately asked nervously and concernedly: "Your Majesty... these eyes are uncomfortable because of working hard at the desk. Tong'er will call the imperial doctor for you to take a look?"
Jiang Su felt happy in her heart. After adjusting her breathing, she calmly replied: "Okay, just scream."
She would like to see how the medical skills of these palace doctors are.
She had been trying to activate her spiritual energy just now, but she found that except for clenching her fists and exerting force, she could no longer feel any spiritual energy flowing through her blood vessels. She could not even see clearly the condition of her internal organs.
This is a mere mortal without enlightenment.
Moreover, in her memory, no emperor ever became a monk.
She put her hands in her sleeves and quietly felt her pulse.
His brows furrowed slightly.
The next moment, Jiang Su cursed in his heart: "What a broken body, the kidneys are so weak. It seems that the emperor spends a lot of time wandering around the harem, and his spleen and stomach are not good. If he eats so carefully, he will still have a weak spleen."
"Hey, this feeling... the excruciating pain... This emperor has been poisoned??? What kind of stupid start is this, and he actually wants me to treat the disease myself? Forget it, let's see what the doctors say later.
"She clutched her chest, accustomed to the pain, and even a little excited.
"What kind of person is this concubine who calls herself Tong'er? What does she do?"
Tong'er gently touched the emperor's eyes with her hands. She carefully touched his eyelids with her fingertips, and her nervous and rapid breathing hit Jiang Su's cheek.
"Are you afraid of me?" Jiang Su suddenly said.
This is a calm and intimidating voice. It is not difficult to imagine how exciting it would be when talking about beheading.
Jiang Su felt happy!!!
The woman's fingers froze, and the next moment she suddenly showed a frightened look, strode back, knelt on the ground, and begged with fear and fear: "It's my fault, the emperor finally came to my Chunhua Palace.
My concubine caused the emperor's eyes to become ill, and I deserve to die for my crime."
Jiang Su curled her lips slightly, let go of the hand holding her pulse, and straightened her sleeves.
"Oh, then just go die."
The concubine looked at the person on the dragon bed in astonishment without any hesitation. The next moment, her forehead hit the ground, her whole body was shaking, and her face turned into a river of tears.
"Your Majesty, you don't want it. Your Majesty, I really didn't do anything! I really don't know why the Emperor's eyes are like this. I really didn't do this. How dare I secretly hurt the dragon's body!"
"Woooooooo, Your Majesty, please, Tong'er doesn't want to die, Tong'er doesn't want to die!"
The cry circled around Jiang Su's ears, sometimes high and sometimes low, like a disturbing mosquito.
The crying has not stopped.
Suddenly there was a ray of light falling from the sky.
"Bang - Gudong -"
"No……"
Heads nodding to the ground, blood flying.
Jiang Su was slightly surprised. She smelled the strong smell of blood and heard the sound of heads falling to the ground.
She casually said that her true nature was exposed, she didn’t expect that this person would really die?! Who would kill him??! She didn’t hear that there were guards around???
One breath, two breaths, three breaths.
Jiang Su felt chills all over her body. She swallowed the saliva in her throat, touched the edge of the bed, stood up quietly, and walked towards the ground.
Something's wrong, something's wrong here.
Who killed this concubine? I am the only one in this room. The concubine’s personal maid has gone out before, and I have no bodyguards in the room. Who killed it?
Following the sound in his memory, Jiang Su walked to the source of the sound, squatted down, and picked up the human head that had just fallen off.
His fingers brushed through the warm liquid and rubbed the scar as big as a bowl.
"So neat? This is a head cut off with one blow, but where is the knife?"
"..."
With bloodstains on his fingertips, he touched the woman's face, her delicate bones, her skin like mutton-fat white jade, her two curved eyebrows... her mouth slightly opened in fear, and her eyes widened.
"Hiss—" the door opened.
"Your Majesty, Doctor Xia is here." The maid next to the concubine pushed open the door and walked in. Behind her was an imperial doctor, following suit, carrying a wooden medicine box in her hand. Behind her were several guards, eunuchs and maids.
"!"
When everyone saw the scene in the room, they gasped for a moment, and the next moment they all knelt on the ground with a plop.
In the pool of blood, the monarch was sitting casually on the ground, playing with the head of the most favored concubine in the palace.
His eyes were closed tightly, his face was stained with blood, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upward, showing a lazy and cold posture.
The yellow lining was soaked by the slowly flowing blood, and thick, stagnant blood clots were entangled in the corners of the clothes.
He looks like an evil spirit crawling out of hell.
"Huh?" he asked casually with a low nasal voice.
"Here you go, the imperial doctor, right? Let me see what disease I have."