Bianjing little doctor

Xin Yi went to Yaofang again the next day, and saw the King of Guangling County waiting here.Fu Jiuqu was lying on the recliner in the tea room with his eyes closed, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"What did the king of the county do last night?"

Feeling refreshed, Xin Yi sat across from him with Xing Yuan's support, and waved his hand to signal them to go out and wait.

Fu Jiuqu opened his eyes and looked at her little face without make-up. It was like a new day after the rain, with a smile on her face. Her lazy eyes seemed to have crushed a fog of the Wuzhang River. It was pitch black and transparent. move.

"Going to hunt ghosts."

Xin Yi laughed, "Did you catch it?"

Fu Jiuqu frowned slightly, "No."

Xin Yi asked: "Bai Xiaosheng's information is not accurate?"

In fact, when she learned that the Imperial City Secretary was looking for Princess Fukang, she remembered that there was a small plot in "Bianjing Fu" that "the Garuda was imprisoned in a ruined temple".In that plot, the little princess was once kidnapped by villains to the ruined temple, and the person who saved her in the end was of course the big man Zhang Xun.

It's a pity that Xin Yi knew the plot but didn't have a map, and didn't know the exact location of the ruined temple. The Imperial City Secretary was looking for the runaway princess, but he didn't dare to make a big fuss to make it known to everyone, so he was a step slower.

Fu Jiuqu shook his head, and smiled calmly, "Last night, Zhang Shuzhi brought Princess Fukang who had run away in anger back to the palace, and pleaded guilty to the officials."

"and then?"

"The officials dismissed the maids and servants, and talked with the two of them in the side hall for half an hour. Zhang Shu said his goodbyes and left. Princess Fukang was sent back to Yifeng Palace. The officials ordered her feet to be restrained and not allowed to go out."

"Didn't get angry, didn't punish Zhang Xun?"

Fu Jiuqu shook his head and glanced at her.

"The officials kept this matter secret. There was a lady who ran to ask about Princess Fukang, and was almost sent out of the palace by the officials to lead her to practice."

Xin Yi stared at him for a moment, speechless.

Is it still the same as the original plot?

Xin Yi suddenly wanted to laugh.

If this plot were placed in the male channel world where Zhang Xun was the leading male protagonist, what she did now would be a vicious female supporting role who did everything possible to destroy his beautiful relationship with Princess Fukang.Or the kind where no matter how obstructed, lovers will eventually become dependents...

Xin Yi sighed lightly, "The wings of a butterfly can't beat the mouth of ouroboros?"

"Not necessarily." Fu Jiuqu suddenly held her hand, "There are two more messages, do you want to hear them?"

Xin Yi's heart skipped a beat, "Good news or bad news?"

Fu Jiuqu thought for a while, "A good news, and a good news, which one do you listen to first?"

Xin Yi said without hesitation: "Good news."

Fu Jiuqu: "Jiang is still old and spicy. As soon as Master made a move, he caught Gao Minglou's horse's feet..."

Xin Yi regained his spirits immediately, "Tell me quickly."

Fu Jiuqu's eyes sank slightly, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up, "Let me hold off for a while, and then I'll tell you when I grab him by the tail. Otherwise, it's all due to Jianghu Baixiaosheng, and my Imperial City Secretary's credit." The subordinates can't see it."

Xin Yi snorted and glanced at him with a smile, "What about the other news?"

Fu Jiuqu said: "In the altar of Daxiangguo Temple, there are many letters written to Bai Xiaosheng. I have someone take them and send them all to you."

Xin Yi followed his gaze and saw the small box on the coffee table.

"Who are the messengers?"

"Ordinary people." Fu Jiuqu sent people to monitor around the meditation room, and those who delivered to the altar would fall into the sight of the Imperial City Secretary to ensure that there would be no accidents.Unfortunately, after two days of guarding, there was no abnormality.

Xin Yi opened the envelopes one by one. Indeed, as Fu Jiuqu said, some curiously asked Bai Xiaosheng who it was, and a few asked for help. Most of them were trivial matters.

The only letter was from Cao Yilan, with a bank note in it.

"I want to learn the husband-controlling technique mentioned in the last letter. Can I ask Mr. Bai for advice?"

"Controlling husband skills..." The faint question above his head made Xin Yi stunned immediately, smiled awkwardly, and looked up at him.

"If you fool her casually, she will believe it."

Fu Jiuqu smiled but said, "I believe it too. Why don't you challenge me, lady?"

Xin Yi frowned and looked at him for a moment, then stretched out his hands abruptly, "It's time for the king to express himself."

Fu Jiuqu looked puzzled, but she heard her say: "The intelligence of Jianghu spy Bai Xiaosheng is very expensive. I didn't find the princess in the ruined temple. It's because you were a little late. It's only because of the unfavorable weather. Don’t blame me for being inaccurate, you should pay, right?”

The atmosphere became inexplicably quiet.

Fu Jiuqu slowly spread out his palm and put it on Xin Yi's hand, then interlocked his fingers and squeezed hard.

"How can a golden bucket compare to a mountain of love?"

Xin Yi said calmly, "Give me the money!"

Fu Jiuqu: "The kindness is too deep to repay, do you want to make a promise with your body?"

Xin Yi: "I don't want people, I want money."

Fu Jiuqu: "Ah! Living in a barren place with old jobs and poor jobs, people who are foolish under the lamp."

Xin Yi squinted at him, unable to laugh or cry: "Guangling County King, are you not afraid of being laughed at in order not to say such nasty things to Yin Zi?"

Fu Jiuqu smiled lowly, inadvertently grabbed Xin Yi's waist, and pulled him slightly forward, "You are always very affectionate towards such yellow and white things, but you are so hard-hearted towards this king..."

"That's natural." Xin Yi was tickled by him, let out a low cry of reproach, and stared at him, "Men can change their minds at any time, but yellow and white things will never leave."

"Huh? What stupid things are you talking about?" Fu Jiuqu stared at her angrily for a moment with a slightly cold face, then suddenly smiled, held Xin Yi's face, pulled her heavily into his arms, and then Kiss and taste, the breath is slightly heavy.

"..." The faint and familiar incense soothed Xin Yi's restless nerves. She was always intoxicated by Fu Jiuqu's gentleness and couldn't extricate herself.

On the couch in the posthouse at night, recalling the aftermath of that kiss, I still felt a little nervous, half asleep and half awake, tossed and turned countless times...

Unexpectedly, at dawn, I heard a shocking news.

Concubine Zhang Guifei died.

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new.