Author: Kyuubi-kun

"Wulingzhu, can you tell me where you got the loyalty talisman?" Yinzhen asked carefully.

boom

There were bursts of thunder in the sky, thunder in autumn, a very rare thing.

Wu Lingzhu glanced at the sky outside the window, as if she could see Heaven issuing a warning to her.

Sighing, he took out his wallet again and took out a dozen of them. "Master, I don't want to lie to you. I only have these few now. As for where they came from, I can't say. There are no more."

"Boom. Click."

The deafening sound sounded again. Wu Lingzhu hurriedly gave him the talisman, shook his head at the dark clouds in the sky, and secretly said in his heart: Just this time, there will be no next time.

"puff"

Wu Lingzhu covered her heart and spurted out a mouthful of blood, her face turning extremely pale. However, Heaven seemed to hear her voice, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the thunder disappeared.

Wu Lingzhu breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest. At the third level of Qi training, even an ordinary thunder would have to suffer a lot. Now, just a backlash is considered light, but he does not dare to confront the way of heaven head-on. If he is in the Mahayana

It doesn't matter if you get knocked down during the period of cultivation. Anyway, you won't die that easily.

Yinzhen took in all her expressions from beginning to end. He looked up and looked out the window. The dark clouds outside had dispersed and the thunder was gone. He had a guess in his heart and reached out to hold Wu Lingzhu's hand.

"Wulingzhu, how are you? Leave your things alone." Yinzhen shouted angrily, "Su Peisheng, Su Peisheng, the Imperial Physician."

"Cha." Su Peisheng's excited voice came.

Wu Lingzhu grabbed the person and said, "It's okay, it's just a mouthful of blood; it's a pity that there are only a dozen or so loyalty talismans. Please use them with caution when using them." These were the ones she had drawn and thrown aside when she was drawing the talisman.

I didn't even think about using it.

Yinzhen nodded, "You shouldn't have given it to me." The two thunders just now were not because of Wu Lingzhu. He didn't believe it. It was too coincidental.

Wu Lingzhu hugged his waist and buried her head in the warm chest, "Don't be afraid, just do what I want to do, just this time, there will be no next time."

"I can't help you, I'm hurting you." Yinzhen pressed the back of the head of the person in his arms, and gently rubbed the black hair with his fingertips; he didn't know who the person in his arms was, a shemale or a fairy? Can he come up with this kind of talisman?

, in short, not a mortal.

He had to keep a close eye on such Wu Lingzhu.

Wu Lingzhu shook his head gloomily, "Don't say that, I gave it to you willingly. You'd better forget what happened today."

"I have already forgotten." How could you not forget? Inhuman means, maybe XZ Living Buddha is not capable of this, right?

Yinzhen did not ask further questions. Wu Lingzhu felt relaxed all over. She understood that Yinzhen had vaguely guessed something, but she didn't know what the possibility of his guess was; she couldn't say, that's it, they would just live in this world.

decades.

Yinzhen carried the person to bed, and gently stroked the smooth and pale cheek with his fingertips, "Don't move, wait for the imperial doctor to come and take a good look at you; vomiting blood is not a trivial matter, and you cannot be careless."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Wu Lingzhu smiled hard and closed his eyes; his chest felt tight and painful, and it was really torturous.

Qiandong No. 3 Institute taught imperial doctors, but within half a quarter of an hour, all the masters in the palace should have known about it.

Emperor Kangxi also learned the news immediately and asked Liang Jiugong, "Didn't the Fourth Brother and Fujin leave the palace today? Why did the Fourth Brother, Fujin, vomit blood when he came back? Did they get into trouble outside?"

"I don't know." Liang Jiugong lowered his head and responded.

Kangxi waved his hand, impatient and worried, "Let me go to the Qiandong San Institute to see what the imperial doctor said. After the diagnosis, let Yinzhen come to see me."

"twitter."

Liang Jiugong bowed his back and withdrew from Qianqing Palace, sending his promoted people to wait for the news.

Qiandong Sansuo.

The old doctor came with a medicine box. Su Peisheng ushered him into the main room and said, "Sir, the doctor is here."

"Come in quickly." Yinzhen's heart was burning with anxiety, and the dog slave was still lingering outside.

"Hey." Su Peisheng bent down and invited the imperial doctor to come in.

The imperial doctor stepped into the main room, walked around the screen and came to the inner room. Yinzhen sat beside the bed, and Sifujin leaned on the bed curtain. His whole face was pale and weak, looking haggard and weak. He looked at the patient who was seriously ill. Look.

"This servant pays homage to Si Elder Brother, Si Fu Jin." The imperial doctor respectfully put down his medicine box and knelt on the ground to pay his respects.

"You're ready to drink. No need to be polite. Come here and show Fujin." Yinzhen frowned, holding the Wu Lingzhu in his hand and keeping it on the side of the bed.

The imperial doctor responded quickly, opened the medicine box and took out a small soft pillow. He walked to the bed with a low eyebrow and said, "Brother Si, please put the soft pillow under Si Fujin's wrist."

Yinzhen took the thing expressionlessly, stuffed it into his palm and lowered his wrist, "Hurry up, why are you holding on so hard?"

"Yes, yes."

The imperial doctor put a handkerchief on Wu Lingzhu's wrist and began to diagnose the pulse. After a moment, he raised his head in surprise, glanced at Wu Lingzhu's face briefly, and then handed her over.

"How is Fujin?" Yinzhen asked eagerly.

"Reporting to Si Brother, Si Fujin looks like he is exhausted both physically and mentally, and all his internal organs are injured!" The imperial doctor was frightened.

Yinzhen's heart was beating wildly, and he subconsciously held Fujin's hand in his palm, "How should I treat it?"

"Go back to Fourth Brother, I will prescribe medicine right now. Fujin's pulse condition can only be rested, not exerted. With proper care, he can be cured in two years."

"Prescribe the medicine. Write down what you need to pay attention to and give it to Su Peisheng." Yinzhen was worried and guilty. He wanted the loyalty charm or not, so why did he have to ask her? If he hadn't said a word, Wu Lingzhu would still be alive and kicking. " Do you know what you should say and what you shouldn't say?"

"I understand, I'm resigning. If Si Fujin feels unwell, please ask Si Age to go to the imperial hospital to ask for the imperial doctor in time." The imperial doctor grimaced, took the soft pillow and gauze towel, picked up the medicine box, and followed Su Peisheng out.

The room quieted down, and they were the only two left. Wu Lingzhu stood up slowly and said, "Master, you don't have to worry about me. This injury is nothing but cultivation and will be cured in two months; what the imperial doctor said is too exaggerated." , after two years of raising it, people will become moldy."

"Don't mess around." Yinzhen held the person down, "Your health is the most important thing. The imperial doctor said it will take two years to recuperate. You have to rest well during this period and leave the delicate things to Wan Qi and you. Those two nuns, I have Su Peisheng here; they will be quiet after leaving the palace, which is really suitable for you to recuperate."

Yinzhen paused for a moment, and suddenly felt that the main courtyard built in the mansion was just like the one where Wu Lingzhu was recovering from his illness, which was extremely unlucky. Wu Lingzhu was doing this for him, so Yinzhen softened his tone.

"Just leave the palace. If there is sunshine during the day, bask in the sunshine in the yard. Take good care of yourself. In two years, you will only be fifteen years old, so I can give birth to a son as soon as possible."

Wu Lingzhu was struck by lightning. He only turned fifteen after two years. This man was thinking of letting someone give him a child?

fear!
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