Long Jiu slowly turned around and signaled Feng Xi'er to speak quickly.
Feng Xi'er secretly took a breath and said quickly: "That's the one. I have a friend who ate a sick dead bird and got the plague. He drank medicine and stabilized his condition, but he did not fully recover. I would like to ask the Ninth Prince if there is any way I can do it. Can this plague be completely cured?”
Feng Xi'er finished speaking in one breath and blinked her eyes in anticipation of Long Jiu's answer.
"I have to do the experiment myself to know this."
"Then...Do you think the Ninth Prince has a high chance of being cured?" Feng Xi'er is still worried about not getting to the Yellow River.
"Shall I tell you after I try it?"
Feng Xi'er could only nod and give up. "The Ninth Prince, be careful all the way." He nodded and turned around to enter the house.
Jiuzhonglou, Pavilion of Life and Death.
Lu Fu and Fei Lin asked: "Sir, why do you want to expose our strength so early?"
Hong Jiu leaned on the soft couch, held his forehead and closed his eyes: "Isn't Long Liu eyeing our Jiuzhonglou? Why don't we take the initiative to confuse their sight? The more this time, the more we must be high-profile and accompany them both overtly and covertly. Play"
"Then... next..."
"Act according to the situation and everything will go as planned"
"Then Miss Feng..."
Hong Jiu opened her eyes and looked at Lu Fu. Lu Fu met Hong Jiu's sharp eyes, her heart trembled, and she lowered her head: "Lv Fu knows."
"Uncle Fei Lin, prepare for the release ceremony tomorrow" Hong Jiu left behind and walked into the bath room.
In the past, I took a traditional Chinese medicine bath once a day, but now I took it once a month. The potion was made from dozens of precious traditional Chinese medicines. The smell was so strong that I had to soak in it for a quarter of an hour. From the initial rejection, I became accustomed to it now. The result of forbearance is that the ugly scars on the body gradually fade away. Although it's not as intact as before, at least it's not that hideous.
In fact, Long Jiu should be lucky because his face was intact and he became the oiran of Jiuzhong Tower with this face. Haha, but Long Jiu felt it was ironic. Back then, his father was infatuated with the beauty of his mother and concubine, which made her favor her. However, he completely lost his trust in his mother and concubine because of the queen's womanly words.
Long Jiu thought that seeing him again would reduce his hatred for his father, but no, he was still so indifferent to him, so indifferent that he was not his biological son at all. Haha, Long Jiu leaned against the pool, closed his eyes, then don't Blame him for being cruel.
Because of hatred, he was stimulated and painful.
Feng Xi'er rarely got up early and took Xiaotuo out on the street. Little Potato's own lady: "Ah, what kind of wind is blowing today? It actually woke up our eldest lady."
Feng Xi'er flicked her forehead: "Miss, I got up so early, but there are still so many people standing outside."
As the two of them squeezed together, Feng Xi'er raised her head and moved her eyes rapidly.
"Miss, what are you looking for?" Tudou was curious.
"Na na na, look, it's the Ninth Prince. Today is the Ninth Prince's release ceremony." Seeing Long Jiu being carried in front of him, Feng Xi'er's eyes lit up and she excitedly motioned to Xiao Tudou to look at him.
There were people standing on both sides of the street. Everyone craned their necks and looked at the Ghost King in the center of the street with curious eyes.
The ghost king, who is frightening and rumored to be as ugly as a ghost, disfigured and disabled, and who scares everyone to death, is officially out of prison today.
People looked on with fear and curiosity.
The Ghost King wore a bright deep purple robe that covered everything inside. His body was as soft as a paralyzed patient, leaning lazily and feebly on the red soft couch. One hand was casually placed on the edge of the soft couch, and the other hand gently supported his head. , the finger joints are clearly long, slender and white. Beating forcefully and weakly. He lowered his head and closed his eyes, thinking. Occasionally open your eyes and look around.
The silver mask covered the entire face, and people could only see the deep black eyes and the sexy thin lips.
It was still carried by the four beauties in purple. It's just that it's no longer the square wooden chair of yesterday. Today's big chair looks much more luxurious.
The curious people started talking one after another, and A said: "Oh my god, the ghost king has been released from the ban. He was the most beautiful man in the Tianlong Dynasty back then."
B said: "I think back then, Concubine Mei was really beautiful in her prime. It's such a pity that the beauty died young, and the most beautiful man also turned into a ghost king. What a tragedy in the world."
Bing said: "That was the result of Concubine Mei's unjust death. Her beauty was a disaster, she seduced her imperial uncle, and colluded with the traitor Long Kun. In vain, we all thought that Long Kun was the iron-blooded war god of our Tianlong Dynasty. We never expected that she would betray her country and seek glory, and end up with her own emperor." Sister-in-law... she is really morally corrupt... "
When someone said it, someone else echoed: "Yes, yes, maybe this ghost king is the offspring of Concubine Mei and the traitor Long Kun."
Feng Xi'er couldn't stand listening anymore, so she broke free from Xiaotuo's restraints, took out the scimitar from the uncle next door's waist, rushed to C, raised the scimitar high and cut her own arm, then threw the knife at C's feet. Shouted: "You cut me"
C was shocked: "You, you, you, you crazy woman, what are you talking about? Everyone saw that you cut yourself."
Feng Xi'er sneered and approached C: "If everyone didn't see me cutting myself, and the knife was at your feet, do you think everyone would still think I cut myself?" Feng Xi'er raised the decibel level as she spoke. : "People will only think that you cut me, because they will think how someone could cut themselves. It must have been cut by someone else, and there happened to be a knife at your feet."
Feng Xi'er became more and more angry as she spoke: "Do you know what it feels like to be wronged? Do you know how it feels to be misunderstood and no one believes you? The traitor's few words have made you forget what Long Kun War God has set for our dynasty. Great achievements, you ask yourselves, if War God Long Kun had not risked his life to fight against the enemy, do you think you would still be alive today? You would rather believe in the tricks of traitors than believe in the God of War in your own heart. The God of War serves the country and the country. People, in the end, haha, good people are wronged and evil people succeed, how sad..."
Since ancient times, how many loyal ministers have been killed by traitors in China? (Everyone, go to Baidu, forgive me for my bad history)
If Feng Xi'er was born during the Republic of China, she would definitely be a good anti-Japanese activist.
There are people of the older generation who have experienced the time when Long Kun, the God of War, led the war and sent out troops. When Feng Xi'er said this, she wiped her eyes with emotion: "Yes, yes, I have always believed in the character of the God of War. Everyone around me said I am the only one who will always believe in the God of War’s fault.”
"Long Kun War God is the pride of our Tianlong. He has never married a wife in his life of serving the country and the people. Such a hero, wuwuwuhehe, died so miserably."
"When the emperor beheaded the God of War, I cried for three days and three nights, and finally became blind. But I have no regrets. The God of War will always be in my heart and will always be the hero in my heart."
Seeing that everyone was agitated, Bing felt that he was in the wrong, but he still refused to give up and said: "Even if the God of War did not commit treason, then his affair with Concubine Mei was witnessed by the emperor with his own eyes..."
Seeing that her young lady was about to scold her again, Xiaodudou pulled up her sleeves and worriedly whispered: "Miss, go and stop the bleeding first."
Feng Xi'er's head was burning with three fires. She shook off Xiaodou's hand, rushed forward and threw herself on Bing, shouting: "Indecent assault, rape..."