After attacking the tyrant, I held the wrong thigh

Chapter 57
Relying on her small body, Jing Xu slipped in.

There is no light in it, Jing Xu had a hard time finding it, and finally found the word "Holy One" in the most gorgeous and highest place.

But it was too high here, and her small body couldn't reach it at all.

Grass.

It's been a day.

Jing Xu couldn't help cursing a few words, and looked around again, but only found a stool, which he still couldn't reach by stepping on it.

Speechless. Speechless.

The head is big and the head is big.

How to do?
Jing Xu looked at the wooden box on the side and had an idea.

He took out the contents one by one, and then pushed forward vigorously. Even though it was a little difficult, it finally moved.

"Prickly—" The sound of the wooden box rubbing against the ground made one's scalp explode.

Fortunately, there was no one looking back and forth at this time.

Jing Xu pushed the box under the wooden shelf with difficulty, and sat on it panting heavily.

"When will I grow up? This body is really strenuous." Jing Xu was really speechless.

Now the desire to grow up is really bursting.

After resting for a while, he moved the stool up again and climbed up slowly by himself.

Climb up on the stool again.

It's just barely available.

Jing Xu could only stand on tiptoe.

The center of gravity suddenly shifted, and Jing Xu said in his heart: It's over.

"boom!"

"Who's inside!"

The footsteps of the Guards, the sound of stools falling.

ring together.

The bruise that Jing Xu expected didn't exist, because she fell into the arms of a plum blossom that she was too familiar with.

"It's me. It's none of your business. It's natural that I have something to do when I come here late at night." The moment Xuan Shuo's voice sounded, the imperial guards hurriedly left.

The status of their spiritual masters in this palace is higher than that of the emperor, who would dare to step forward to seek death.

Jing Xu lay in his arms with a guilty conscience: "Let me go."

"Jing Xu, what do you want to do." In the dark night, Xuan Shuo's voice was a bit suffocating.

Jing Xu raised his head inexplicably, and met his bright eyes, which were questioning.

"You don't care what I do?" Jing Xu frowned and asked him.

Xuan Shuo rolled his eyes: "Don't worry."

"I just learned some medical skills from the Imperial Hospital, and I want to see the pulse diagnosis records?" Jing Xu felt a little guilty for some reason.

She started babbling.

"Heh." Xuan Shuo sneered.

"Da Zhou's fall is unstoppable, you have a few heads to use as a cart." Xuan Shuo's voice was cold.

Jing Xu's whole body was terrified.

He actually knew that Da Zhou would be destroyed in the future.

Is this the Healer?Everything is under control, but no matter what.

"What are you talking about? What is destruction." Jing Xu could only pretend to be stupid, after all, she was just a child now, and cheating is always okay.

"Heh." Xuan Shuo sneered again.

"Jing Xu, don't be mad at me." Xuan Shuo stretched out his hand and pinched her face.

"Don't be mad at me..." Xuan Shuo said this again as if discouraged.

"I'm really just looking at the pulse records." Jing Xu continued to play dumb.

Xuan Shuo glanced at her, closed his eyes, then opened them, and took out Jing Yu's pulse record from the top shelf.

Then he took out a night pearl from his bosom.

The room instantly lit up.

Jing Xu also saw his face clearly.

Obviously immature like a teenager, but always old-fashioned.

"Hey, brother Xuanshuo, so handsome, don't frown." Jing Xu got the pulse record and coaxed him for the first time.

Xuan Shuo turned his head away, he didn't really want to talk to her.

Jing Xu pursed his lips, feeling that he was inexplicable.

What happened to this man.

(End of this chapter)