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Chapter 045: Alternative Assassins (Forty-two)

"I asked you to save her, not to save me, but to watch me do what I do! Is it true that I have long life?" Nan Chengyun held Fu Xueping's hand on the dragon bed and said in a low pressure.

The ministers twitched the corners of their mouths, and immediately crawled over tremblingly. The one who was touching the pulse and drugging the wound immediately squeezed into a piece. Fortunately, Fu Xueping's wound was deep but not difficult to deal with, which gave them a little confidence.

To be honest, since Nan Chengyun ascended the throne, everyone has never seen him with such a big temper. To put it nicely, Nan Chengyun is kind, but to put it bluntly, it is cowardly. He has never seen anyone blush with him, nor has he spoken harshly. In this way, this fool is really important to His Majesty.

"Your Majesty, the wound has been covered. Be careful not to touch the water these days..."

There are a bunch of doctors in the Imperial Hospital, each of whom has his own treatment methods and remedies. Nan Chengyun listened over and over again, and wrote down all the taboos in his heart. Even Nan Chengyun took the medicine by himself.

The concubine in the harem heard that Nan Chengyun had not been to court for several days for the sake of the fool in Tianzhuo. She felt envious and jealous, but on the surface, she had to pretend to be kind and came to visit her door with big and small bags of supplements. As for whom she really wanted to visit, everyone knew it.

Unexpectedly, Nan Chengyun's attitude was unexpectedly tough, and all the concubines were beaten back. The minister ignored the memorial and said, "Do you want to learn from the Grand Tutor?"

In this way, the minister's memorials were reduced by half, but the reputation of the tyrant monarch in Nan Chengyun was completely reduced. He was not a good person at all, but now he was completely idle, so he let it go and only looked at Fu Xueping on the bed.

When he heard this news, Wu Nuannuan was collecting incense and oil money in the Buddhist temple. Scarface threw her here. The meaning was very obvious. If you want to stay in the palace, you must live here, otherwise you will go home as soon as possible.

Wu Nuannuan looked at the golden Maitreya Buddha in the hall, thought for two seconds, nodded, then walked straight to the merit box, and said with a serious look: "I'm sorry if I just eat but don't work. Leave this kind of thing to me in the future!"

It's better to give her the money!

Wuwang, who was smiling like a monk, finally couldn't hold back the expression on his face and was cracked!

Scarface quietly diverted his gaze, and he didn't want to admit that he brought this person in!

"You have nothing to say?" Scarface asked in his senses.

Say? What is she going to say?

She is not a miracle doctor, so she can wake up just by saying something about Fu Xueping?

"May the Buddha bless the donor for his life, and please pay the money." After two seconds of silence, Wu Nuannuan patted the merit box.

Huo Yonghao:...

He shouldn't expect Wu Nuannuan to have such a conscience!

Huo Yonghao threw a ingot, and Wu Nuannuan immediately bent down, and the action was done in one go, "Thank you, donor, I hope everything will come true. Donor, please go slowly, come again next time."

Huo Yonghao:...

What's wrong with this kind of waiter's sense of déjà?

Wuwang:...

I am merciful and sinful!

Wu Nuannuan didn't know what Scarface was doing in the palace, but Wu Nuannuan felt that Scarface had guessed what she wanted to do, otherwise he wouldn't let Wuwang look at him.

"Donor, it's even deeper and heavier, so go back and have a good rest."

Wu Nuannuan just got up from the bed and walked to the yard and saw Wuwang standing at the door and smiling at her. She wouldn't naively think that this old monk came to her room to enjoy the cool night!

Wu Nuannuan pulled the corners of her mouth and said with a slight smile: "What the master said is reasonable, but no matter how conscientious he is and not crosses the line, he cannot guarantee that everything will follow his plan. If you accidentally encounter someone unexpected, it is reasonable, right?"

With his hands folded, Wuwang bent down again, "Amitabha, what the donor said is reasonable!"

Wu Nuannuan:...

I feel inexplicably that I have lost my birthday for many years in the past few days!

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