Xiao Lingyao's hand slid toward her lower abdomen, and the smile in her eyes was obvious: "Before the prince consort of this palace has been selected, my mother is worried about the issue of childbirth. If I have nothing to do and cannot have children, I will be disconnected from the prince consort sooner or later."

Fortunately, she was always on guard, so she mixed the tea and didn't drink it.

That woman has always been sinister and wants her to die, but she wants her to lose her son and grandson. Even if she has the status of a golden branch and a jade leaf, she will be disliked by her husband's family. She will have a better rest in this life. That woman's heart is like a snake and a scorpion, but she is the woman of her father and the lord of the harem.

Xiao Lingyao's eyes turned to the corpse not far away. It was a little girl dressed as a palace maid. She was only fifteen or sixteen years old. Unfortunately, she was blinded and dared to attack her. She was twisted by Cao Jing and died of death without a drop of blood.

There were so many such things in the deep palace. She thought about it and said, "Put it out of the lotus pond that my mother likes the most."

This palace maid is the blessing of her mother who has been in a desperate situation, so she will serve her favorite lotus - making fertilizer.

Xiao Lingyao thought for a while, suddenly bent down and opened a dark lattice, took out a wooden gate from it: "I threw the thing to the courtyard and handed it to him. He was too popular today and the news couldn't be covered."

The queen hated her to the core. Qin Feng was the one she asked for. It would be best if she was really ordinary. But today he was in the limelight. The person in the central palace must have received the news. She wanted to hurt herself and could do anything.

Cao Jing nodded, turned around and picked up the little palace maid's body, easily carried it on his shoulder, covered his face, and flew up to the eaves with a little toe, disappearing into the night in an instant.

Xiao Lingyao closed her eyes slightly, thinking of Qin Feng's old spirit during the day, she tapped her fingers together, gently tapped the table a few times, and said thoughtfully: "It's interesting, I thought I knew everything about you, so I'll give me another surprise."

Qin Feng had a dream. In the dream, he was still a famous surgeon in the hospital. He came out of the operating room and ran out of nowhere. A young nurse with a round face and a coquettish voice was smiling at him with a bouquet of flowers in her hand.

"Congratulations to Dr. Qin, he will be the vice president from now on."

Qin Feng was happy, his toes twitched, and he woke up from his dream. He looked at the tent above his head and smiled angrily.

I dreamed again, but I dreamed of something that happened before traveling through time. I had the opportunity to be promoted to vice president after the liver transplant surgery, but unfortunately, I fell into nothing since then.

In modern society, he was determined to build a small official, but when he arrived here, he tried his best to make a business trip and was willing to go to business. Now, in order to protect his own property, he had to follow Xiao Lingyao and strive to be the son-in-law. It was his life.

He was laughing at himself when he suddenly felt nervous and sat up suddenly, staring at the figure who had been getting more by the window: "Who?"

The figure walked forward a few steps in the moonlight, and there was a small couch on one side. Feng Bao was sleeping unconsciously and didn't know that there was one more person in the room, which made Qin Feng a little lucky.

Under the moonlight, Cao Jing was dressed in black. Qin Feng complained: "There is a seventh-grade master in the west wing. Are you afraid of disturbing him?"

"Only those above the eighth grade can distinguish and search for people."

"What kind of rank are you?"

"Eighth grade."

Qin Feng was speechless, and the mountain was higher than the other, so he was convinced.

However, Zhao Lun, a seventh-grade master, was promoted to Yun Hui Envoy, and his eighth-grade master actually became a eunuch who served him.

There must be hidden feelings in this, and the water between Xiao Lingyao and Cao Jing is deep.

There is also the groom I saw last time, but I never saw him once after entering the palace. I don’t know what his identity is.

There are internal masters in this dynasty, the highest is the ninth rank. Cao Jing is about to reach the top, so it is no wonder that he dares to come and go freely in the tightly guarded palace. However, although he was born fair and feminine, today is particularly different - he has a dead aura.

Qin Feng had come into contact with dead people in the hospital, and had also seen his colleague who had been defeated by the operating table walking out of the operating room with a dying aura.

He was so familiar with this breath, "Did you kill someone tonight?"

Cao Jing looked at Qin Feng in surprise. He had tried Qin Feng's inner breath and confirmed that Qin Feng had no internal cultivation at all. He said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you. If you keep this pill, you may be able to protect your life."

Cao Jing handed over a wooden box and opened it. It was a white pill that exuded a fragrance.

Hearing Cao Jing reminded him to carry it with him, Qin Feng whispered: "I am doing a high-profile today, which is a bit eye-catching."

"There are three rounds next. If you can still be like today, it will be difficult not to attract the eye." Cao Jing groaned: "Since your Highness has chosen you, you'd better keep this life and don't let Your Majesty down."

After the words came, Cao Jing opened the window and quietly turned out. When Qin Feng came to the window, he could no longer see him.

Looking at the pills in your hand, Qin Feng found that this is a medicine to treat internal injuries or toxic injuries, and external medicines will not be made into pills.

Xiao Lingyao was meticulous and worried that someone would attack him. The one who was most worried about was poisoning. The deep palace and courtyard were the fastest.

Damn, I just want to be a prince consort, how could I feel the sword and rush up with my neck!

After all, Qin Feng had experienced the operating table, and his psychological quality was naturally excellent. He threw the wooden box and put the pills inside into the purse he carried with him. Then he lay back on the couch and looked at Feng Bao again, and he still slept like a pig.

With the twists and turns in the middle of the night, Qin Feng rarely had to bear it late the next day. When he got up, the other adults in each room were waiting for him.

When Zuo Pingdao saw him, he said sarcastically: "Dr. Qin's detachment of the bull's strength yesterday should be a clever spirit. He has spent so much energy. He is still too weak in his body, so he should have rested for another day."

Bai Lianzhou echoed: "Since it is a congenital deficit, it will definitely hurt the root cause. Langzhong Qin can be careful of his body."

Feng Bao was so angry that his face was bulging. As a servant, he didn't dare to compete with these people with official ranks, so he could only hold back his breath.

Qin Feng was used to it. In the past three years, he has heard few ridicule. There is no need to feel hurting his self-esteem when dealing with these people. The more he acts calmly, the more helpless they can do.

He sighed and said sadly: "The body that my father gave birth to mother cannot be abandoned, so that you can laugh at me."

Qin Feng said it calmly and did not take it seriously, which really caused internal injuries to Zuo Pingdao and Bai Lianzhou.

However, Guo Shitong stood on the side of Qin Feng invisibly. Seeing that the two of them didn't like each other, they said to him: "Don't talk about Qin Langzhong, my arms were sore today when I slashed yesterday. I don't know what the arrangement was today, and no one was breathing."

Unexpectedly, it was the Qin family's old enemy, and the Guo family spoke up for themselves. With a ladder, Qin Feng climbed down: "The first two rounds of selection were all martial, and this round should be the turn of Wen no matter what."
Chapter completed!