God's responsibility, immediately mobilized a battalion of soldiers to replace the Shence Army, which was originally in charge of guarding the capital, and sent troops to besiege the palace. Naturally, the Shence Army and the Imperial Forest Army ignored it. Taking out a piece of paper and writing a few words, Meng Fuyao ran to the post house, and Meng Fuyao found out the jade seal from the toilet that was used as a stepping stone for Mr. Yuan Bao, and slammed it on!
A gorgeous imperial decree was born in the hands of Meng Fuyao, the president, salesman, director of the business department, head of the personnel department, chief accountant, and staff member of "Fuyao Duowei Leather Bag Company"!
Tang Yizhong of the "power grabbing duo" held the imperial decree piously, piously plunged into the chaos, maintaining order while disrupting order, adjusting balance while disrupting balance, kicking others while fighting, and extinguishing fire while smoothly Another fire was set.
Tongcheng is really red this time—there are too many fires.
Meng Fuyao didn't even care about the fire that she stirred up with her own hands. The Xuanji royal family is a pile of miscellaneous dry firewood. Anyone who sprinkles sparks will explode. She frowned, half happy and half worried, happy because she was really angry recently Jumping, it is obvious that a breakthrough is about to be made. What is worrying is the news from the Ninth Queen. Although His Majesty was startled when he saw the painting, his face changed slightly, but after a long time of contemplation, he still did not say a word.
Now Meng Fuyao couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in the Fengxuan Gourd, and the eunuch Laolu had visited famous doctors all over the place, but still nothing improved, and he couldn't get anything useful from his mouth.
That day when she came back from the Nine Emperors' Mansion, she felt worried, so she went to sit down when she saw a restaurant, and she and her eldest grandson Wuji took a rare time to listen to a song. All the concubines farming", Meng Fuyao twitched the corners of his mouth as he listened, and said, "It's true that good things don't go out and bad things spread thousands of miles away."
Suddenly someone said at the other table: "This is really restless anywhere."
Meng Fuyao was startled when he heard that - did someone recognize him? Turning his head to look, he saw a handsome young girl at the next table, with three strange braids, her hair divided into three strands, draped over her shoulders, and a golden ring tied around her, teasing something in a box on the table with a piece of grass , looking at her expression, it seems that she is talking to the things in the box, not to herself.
Meng Fuyao smiled, and wanted to turn around, when he caught a glimpse of the woman beside the girl out of the corner of his eye.
She didn't see that person—she just saw her hand resting on the side of the box. The nails were crystal clear, but the edges had no curvature. Looking carefully, the nails were slightly curled up, as if they had been soaked in hot water and put them away. This is normal. It's because people who practice foreign skills are afraid of damaging their nails, but how can a woman practice that domineering foreign skills? And it's obvious that these hands are crystal clear and delicate, without calluses, not to mention foreign skills, I'm afraid they have never even held a sword.
When Meng Fuyao saw this pair of strange hands, he became curious. Looking along the hands, he saw a section of indigo and deep red sleeves, the color was extremely bright, and when he looked up, he saw a neck that was more slender than ordinary people, and, Beautiful profile with deep silhouette.
The woman's skin is honey-colored and clear, and her facial features are clear-cut, but she doesn't have an alien atmosphere, but her eye sockets are deep, and there is a light like a wave of light extinguishing the deep sea, like a flowing abyss or a floating night. Shocked, and dazzled at the second glance.
Meng Fuyao had never seen eyes like this before—the eyes of Changsun Wuji were also as deep as the sea, but it was the sea under the sun, shining brightly and beguiling like pearls, but this woman's eyes were deep and fixed, Like the sea of gods and demons outside the world, no one is allowed to penetrate.
Sensing her gaze, the woman turned her head sideways and stared at Meng Fuyao, at that moment Meng Fuyao was dizzy again.
Immediately, she heard the girl next to the woman snort coldly, seemed to be dissatisfied with Meng Fuyao's blatant looking around, and pushed the box in her hand over.
The multicolored palm box slipped on the table, and suddenly a white thing floated out of it, flying toward the back of Meng Fuyao's hand like a piece of paper.
Meng Fuyao tapped his finger, the thing stopped in mid-air, struggled a bit, and released four claws, with a flick of the small claws, four filaments popped out, and fell down with a snap.
A white thread fell on Meng Fuyao's skin, and instantly the thread turned red, that thread could actually suck blood!
Meng Fuyao would not let this monster suck her own blood. A flick of her fingertip was about to break the thread. The woman suddenly stretched out her hand, and the curled nails flicked away in an instant, cutting off the thread. The girl rolled her eyes reproachfully, then gestured to Meng Fuyao, which meant she was apologizing.
Meng Fuyao originally thought it was too much to let monsters bite people casually, but when he saw the disabled woman, he immediately lost his temper, smiled and nodded at her, and wanted to leave. gesture.
The three girls with braided hair rolled their eyes and reluctantly translated: "Saint... the girl said, do you have something on your mind? Is there any problem that needs to be resolved."
Meng Fuyao was startled, exchanged glances with Changsun Wuji, then smiled and said: "Your girl is really special, so can I ask first, can your girl see what's on my mind?"
The woman silently made a few gestures, and the girl said: "The girl said, come from where, go to where, don't know where to come from, where do you come from and where to go?"
Meng Fuyao was really shocked at this moment, and then remembered how strange people are in the Wuzhou Continent, this woman probably has some supernatural powers, so it's okay to try this first, and immediately said: "Ma'am, please explain."
The woman tilted her head slightly, and looked at Meng Fuyao with a smile on her face. When she saw this, Meng Fuyao fainted again, and then she felt scenes flashing through her mind, turning faster and faster, finally forming a continuous piece, and then pressing down with a bang , I vaguely heard a cracking sound somewhere, and my whole body trembled, and then I felt the eyes of the woman on the opposite side suddenly flew out of her eye sockets, suspended, and slowly moved towards my brain, as if to replace her eyes, This feeling was so terrifying that she was startled and woke up instantly.
When I woke up, I realized that the woman was sitting upright across from me. How could there be any scene where eyes flew out? Most likely it was an illusion, her mind was in chaos at the moment, her heart was empty, she didn't know what to say, she was a little afraid that she would be tricked by the other party, but seeing Changsun Wuji sitting opposite him all the time, thinking and not interfering, he was conscious Control expert, he has no abnormalities, the other party should not be attacking him.
It's just... What is she looking at when she looks like this? I didn't think of anything.
The woman got up with the girl's money, and handed over a piece of half red and half white paper, the girl explained: "burn it into ashes and drink it, if you don't drink it, just smell the smoke, it depends on what you think."
Meng Fuyao heard it was funny, it was just as good as the witch god stick in the previous life, he smiled and put it in a bag, watched the woman drift away, and he went downstairs with Changsun Wuji, and said while walking: " Do you want me to drink this witch's ashes..."
"What witch?" Someone suddenly interjected beside her.
"It's not like you didn't..." Meng Fuyao was stunned in the middle of speaking, and quickly looked back, his eyes widened immediately, "Zong Zong Zong Zong..."
"I haven't seen you for a few months, and you have amnesia? Or can't you call your name anymore?" A certain person is still so venomous, still turning a blind eye to anyone else, and still so habitually holding her hand to feel her pulse as soon as he sees her.
Meng Fuyao stuck out his tongue in surprise, he didn't even care about his poisonous tongue, "Oh Zong Yue, why are you here..."
"I heard from Guangdetang's letter that someone is looking for famous doctors everywhere." Zong Yue is still the same white-clothed Zong Yue, who has been the emperor for a while, and it seems that he has not made him look muddy, and he is still clean , standing like snow in the crowd, and the crowd avoided him.
He took Meng Fuyao's pulse carefully, frowned slightly, then let go, cast a dissatisfied glance at Changsun Wuji, and said, "Have you forgotten who the real famous doctor in the world is?"
"I searched all over the five continents but I dare not look for you." Meng Fuyao spread his hands, "Have you ever heard that the emperor would travel thousands of miles to treat a eunuch's illness?"
"I'm not here for him." Zong Yue answered simply, and suddenly leaned forward to look into the distance, and said, "Who were you talking to just now?"
"I don't know either, it's a godsend." Meng Fuyao glanced at him, "You know him?"
Zong Yue pondered for a while, and said for a while: "No, it's just that the back looks a little familiar, maybe I misunderstood." Then he greeted his eldest grandson Wuji, and said: "His Royal Highness looks very good, much better than Fuyao."
Meng Fuyao rolled his eyes, could this person be covered in thorns when he opened his mouth
"TOEFL." Changsun Wuji smiled, "Your Majesty looks even better than the two of us combined."
Meng Fuyao got a headache when he heard the conversation between these two people, he hurriedly dragged them away, and said after returning to the post house: "Mongol Doctor Emperor, you are not as good as before, hurry up and see the people and then leave."
"I don't have that much free time to chat with you." Zong Yue took Lao Lu's pulse, frowned for a while, and said: "The oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry."
He said again: "I can wake him up, but I must tell you first, after waking him up, he won't be able to survive."
Meng Fuyao fell silent—she had an intuition that this old guy was not a good guy and deserved to die, but before the truth was revealed, what right did she have to sentence him to death
Zong Yue looked at her, then at Lao Lu, and suddenly turned his head to meet Changsun Wuji's.
The eldest grandson Wuji also looked over, and the two exchanged a lot of information in an instant. After a long while, Zong Yue said: "It's getting late, you go to bed."
Meng Fuyao said "En.", and called Tie Cheng to arrange a place for Zong Yue, thinking all the way back to his room, took off his clothes and lay down casually.
When undressing, she found the paper that the girl gave her in her arms, smiled, and threw it on the table.
After she fell asleep, Zong Yue moved the old eunuch into the inner room, took out the gold needles in the kit, and began to treat her.
And in that bedroom, Meng Fuyao quickly fell asleep.
When she was asleep, Master Yuan Bao came in from the outside after unloading, climbed onto the table and was about to go to bed, when he suddenly saw the paper, held it in his paws for a long time, found nothing, and threw it away.
The paper fluttered in the air, and slowly fell into the incense burner beside the bed, where it burned slowly in the red spark, turned red and curled up, and finally turned into gray ashes.
A wisp of blue smoke gradually rises in the air, mixed with the original pale smoke, the color remains unchanged and straight.
Meng Fuyao suddenly turned over.
And in the room over there, beads of sweat gradually appeared on Zong Yue's forehead, and the gold needles in his hands fell like the wind, quickly piercing the back of the old eunuch's head one by one.
After a while, he stopped solemnly.
He waited quietly.
The old eunuch suddenly trembled like a broken leaf in the wind, and then let out a low howl.
He howled, and suddenly a carp stiffened, jumped up with an agility that a dying patient couldn't have, and let out a tearing, indistinct howl: "Don't kill—"
At the same time, Meng Fuyao suddenly heard a scream in his room.
The scream pierced the night with sharpness, and even the voice changed, it really didn't sound like Meng Fuyao, who has conquered the wind and rain in the Seven Kingdoms, would make it.
Zong Yue's face immediately changed, ignoring the old eunuch who was already awake, the white shadow flew out in a flash, and a purple shadow floated out of the darkness like lightning.
In a dark room.
Meng Fuyao was sweating profusely and jumped up from the bed, jumped to the ground, knocked over the table, stepped on the chair, tore the tent, turned off the lights, and shocked his heart and lungs!
She... she saw it!