Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1561
"Light the newly made incense candle."

Changsheng rubbed the beautiful rose flower, caressing it lovingly with his fingertips, and then let go after a long time, "I think your majesty will like it as much as I do."

Emperor Yun didn't let Mingde follow him. Once he entered the Taoist temple, he didn't care about anything and trotted all the way to the incense room.

He opened the fragrance room and sniffed the elegant aroma. The headache finally eased. He breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Your Majesty, you haven't had a good rest these past two days?"

As soon as Emperor Yun saw Chang Sheng, he felt extremely relaxed. He lay on the soft couch and waved his hand, "These past few days, I have been annoyed to death by these civil and military officials. I can't sleep well all day. Taoist priest, please give me a massage." rub!"

Changsheng sighed, "Your Majesty, the country is busy, so you can't not cherish yourself so much."

Emperor Yun's headache was only relieved, but now he started to have severe pain again. Hearing the sound of water washing Changsheng's hands, he didn't rush him.

"Everyone of them doesn't want to worry about me. I think they want to make me angry to death!"

"Your Majesty, I have said that to become an immortal, you need to be calm and calm. Just have fun and don't let these worldly things affect your Taoism."

As his fragrant hands fell on his head and massaged, Emperor Yun's anger gradually eased, and his violent mood calmed down. However, thinking about Lie Jiuqing and Lie Jinting having an accident at the same time, he was so angry that his eyes were filled with gold. flower.

"I know, but the needle is just angry!"

"Did something happen to Pindao in seclusion these past few days?"

Changsheng's voice was gentle, and Emperor Yun was gradually comforted. His eyes changed, and he had other thoughts in his heart.

"Jin Ting and Jiu Qing had an accident together in the wild. Can I not be angry?"

Changsheng's hand paused slightly, and Emperor Yun's eyes were dark.

"These civil and military officials, instead of helping me find the murderer, insist on asking me to change the commander to a saint! Do you think you are angry or not?"

Changsheng was silent for a moment and asked tentatively: "How is the saint?"

"Alas, the saint was almost assaulted and was surprised. Now she is recuperating in the saint's palace." Changsheng's fingertips trembled slightly. Emperor Yun understood and took the opportunity to say: "In the past few days, the doctors have said that the saint is not well. Maybe he was too frightened and lost his soul, do you think you can go and have a look?"

"it is good."

Changsheng almost blurted out his agreement, and Emperor Yun closed his eyes with satisfaction, "In this case, I will ask Mingde to prepare more rewards, and you will also go to the Saintess Hall to stay for a few more days."

"I'm afraid that's not appropriate."

Emperor Yun heard his hesitation and felt more at ease. Changsheng had always been elegant and indifferent to the world, so he would lose control when he encountered Lie Jiuqing's affairs. This was good and easy to control.

The incense room was very quiet, and Chang Sheng's massage techniques were also very good. Emperor Yun fell asleep in just a moment.

"His Majesty?"

Changsheng shouted twice, but saw no movement from Emperor Yun. Then he stood up, took out a jade bottle from his arms, and dropped two drops of liquid on the incense candle.

He waved his hand and gave the bottle to the secret guard, "As usual, continue to use it for Lie Jinting, and then add two more drops."

"Yes."

Changsheng walked to one side and took out a beautiful skull from a box. He rubbed it carefully and drew a beautiful rose on it with a pen. "You always lose the hairpins that I give you. This time I will give them to you." You need an earring, the kind that can’t be taken off..."

Lie Jiuqing woke up from her nightmare. Her eyes darted around. It wasn't until she saw Wen Rong sleeping next to her with her clothes on that she breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

In her dreams now, they are all about Boya and Ziqi, and sometimes she even forgets her own name, which is so scary.

"Wen Rong..."

Before Lie Jiuqing could touch his face, her hand was grabbed and placed on his face. He looked at her anxiously, raised his head slightly, and smiled softly: "Do you want to kiss me again? Here... "

(End of this chapter)