emperor cold concubine

Chapter 378

When Xie Changting walked into Qi Lang's room, there were two men guarding the outside. Qi Lang seemed to be still asleep. Because there were two braziers in the room, even though it was evening and the sun had already set, the The temperature is also hot enough to make people sweat.

His eyes touched Qi Lang who was still sleeping on the bed, but it was still covered with a thick quilt.

The corner of Xie Changting's mouth twitched imperceptibly, and the two men who were waiting beside him said indifferently: "Please go out, both of you."

The two of them obviously recognized Xie Changting, and they also knew that the owner of their house was very courteous to him, but they didn't dare to be careless about what Biyue explained, so they could only hold their fists together and said, "Mr. Xie, please forgive me. guard him."

Inexplicably poisoned in the other courtyard, although it is not fatal, but no one in the other courtyard can get away with it for the time being. The landlord even went to decoct the medicine himself and dared not pretend to be someone else. How dare these two people be careless?

Xie Changting looked at the two of them indifferently: "If Bi Yue asks, Xie Mou will take care of it, you two don't have to worry."

"This..." The two looked at each other.

"Go out..." At this moment, Qi Lang opened his eyes and turned his head to look at them, "Young Master Xie must be looking for me for something, you go out first. Your host will take care of you, so why worry about it?" ?”

The two hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and went out.

However, I thought in my heart that I should notify the landlord, otherwise if something happened, even if Xie Changting and Qi Lang spoke, they would not be able to bear the crime of negligence of duty.

Qi Lang's face didn't look better at all, it was red, his eyes were blinded by the heat, and he looked sick and weak.

Xie Changting slowly approached the bed with his hands behind his back, his eyes were calm, he looked at his face carefully, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Qi Lang pulled the quilt, turned a blind eye to his slightly scrutinizing eyes, and said in a slow and weak tone: "Aren't you lying on the bed to recuperate, why did you come to my son? Do you want to care about Qi Lang's condition, or come to me Is something wrong?"

A hint of sarcasm could be seen in the tone of his voice, obviously he didn't think Xie Changting's temperament would really care about his condition.

I'm afraid that except Cang Hao, if anyone dies in front of him, this person will not frown.

"How do you feel?" Xie Changting looked into his foggy eyes and asked without answering, "Can you feel better tonight?"

"Take the medicine, I hope it will be better." Qi Lang smiled lightly, "However, this is not something I can decide, it depends on the effect of the medicine."

"Prescribe the right medicine, and the medicine will cure the disease." Xie Changting raised the corners of his lips, and his eyes were unclear, "Dr. Deren in Liuxiang is a doctor with excellent medical skills. He is not difficult for ordinary intractable diseases. He is almost a household name in Hucheng. .”

"Excellent medical skills..." Qi Lang paused, took a breath and said, "...It doesn't mean that all diseases can be cured, let alone poisoning."

"Really?" Xie Changting looked indifferent, standing on the edge of the bed, looking directly at his weak but slightly provocative eyes, the arc between his lips raised almost imperceptibly, "But Mr. Still sober, Xie wants to ask a question, I wonder if it's okay?"

Qi Lang smiled faintly, the smile seemed a little weak, but it was only a little weak: "What's the question? You ask."

"In the temple of priests in Jiuluo, there is a collection of inner strength methods that martial arts people regard as treasures but have never been found. One of them records the healing methods of the nine major veins in the body of martial arts practitioners. It has never been known to outsiders. As far as I know, only the highest priest of the Priest Hall has the right to inspect it." Xie Changting spoke slowly but firmly, as if he knew the matter well, "I don't know if what Xie said is true?"

Qi Lang blinked slowly, stared fixedly at Xie Changting, and after a while, slowly pulled his lips into a smile, with a hint of coolness in the smile, "It's true."

Xie Changting nodded slowly: "So, Your Excellency the High Priest, don't you deny that you have read that mental method?"

"There's no need to deny it." Qi Lang's voice was soft but firm, "If you hadn't confirmed that I have seen it, I'm afraid you wouldn't have come here to look for me at this time."

Xie Changting nodded: "Indeed. But if Your Excellency the High Priest refuses to admit it, there is nothing Xie can do."

"I've already said it, there's no need to deny it." Qi Lang said, "That's my bargaining chip. If I deny it, how can I negotiate?"

"That's very good." Xie Changting said indifferently: "Young Master Qi has any conditions, you might as well state it clearly, if you can do it, Xie will never refuse."

"Conditions?" Qi Lang seemed puzzled, "I don't know what Mr. Xie means? Qi Lang is still sick."

"Then, Xie asked in a different way." Xie Changting narrowed his eyes slightly, and said calmly, "When will the high priest recover from this illness? What kind of antidote is needed, as long as you can find it, Xie It must have been found by Mr. Qi."

Hearing this, Qi Lang glanced at him with unknown meaning, and the smile on his lips froze for a moment: "A long, long time ago, someone gave Qi Lang a title, called Submarine."

Xie Changting's expression was calm and indifferent, he didn't ask curiously what the submarine meant, and he didn't even want to know why the high priest who served the gods in the Jiuluo Priest Hall was called so.

Qi Lang explained lightly: "The submarine is a kind of fish. It looks docile and harmless, cute and cute, but in fact it is not only ferocious, but also has poison in its body."

Xie Changting said indifferently: "Xie can probably understand what Young Master Qi means."

Qi Lang raised the corners of his lips: "In this world, except for the young master, no one has ever been able to bully me and not be returned - no matter who it is, even if his martial arts are higher than mine, I will always have a chance to win back. No matter the means."

Whether it was the cleanliness and nobility when he was in the priest's hall, or the carefree and rascal appearance after he left the priest's hall, although Qi Lang looked harmless, no one could be safe after bullying him.

Qi Lang in the 21st century, no one who knows him has ever dared to provoke him at will.

He is a poisonous submarine, even if he is swallowed alive, the poison on his body will definitely make the enemy unable to escape the fate of death.

Xie Changting nodded: "How are you doing?"

"Do you still remember what Qi Lang said when we were in Jiuluo?" He smiled slightly, but his eyes were cold and intimidating, "I said at that time, you'd better not use me on the day that Qi Lang said , never just talk."

Xie Changting didn't speak, just looked at him indifferently.

Lifting the quilt, Qi Lang slowly sat up from the bed, looked at the two burning braziers in the corner, and met Xie Changting's eyes with a faint smile: "Do you think it's hot in this room? I think it's hot." The temperature is just right, neither hot nor cold, very comfortable."

(End of this chapter)