Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 647 The Son of a Thousand Gold (6)

Moved by what the palace maid said, Linghu Lan glanced at Hong Chen from the corner of her eye.

Hongchen's face remained motionless, but his eyes were extraordinary.

Obviously not indifferent.

The maid said again: "The regent has been in a coma for seven days. Your Majesty is going to court now, and he will come to see the regent after he comes down."

As he said that, someone brought the medicine over.

Linghu Lan picked it up and drank it without frowning.

then……

It spewed out.

wipe!
This medicine is more bitter than Coptis chinensis, so bitter that you can apply for the Guinness Book of World Records.

"The good medicine is bitter, and the regent takes the medicine on time. Seven days later, the poor monk will come to rectify the regent again, and the poor monk will leave."

The world of mortals is polite and restrained, showing alienation.

Linghu Lan raised her eyes, "Wait a minute, are you indifferent to me?"

Linghu Lan was a little puzzled, she had a strong feeling for Hong Chen, but Hong Chen looked at her eyes with no affection, and even faintly rejected her.

They have practiced dual cultivation skills together, so there is no reason why they can recognize each other at a glance in other planes, but they are so strange in this plane, did she admit it wrong?
This unscientific!

Hong Chen's eyes lightened slightly.

"Healer's parents' heart, the regent is so seriously injured, the poor monk dare not be indifferent, I hope the regent will recover soon, assist His Majesty, and help the country."

Linghu Lan smiled slightly.

"Would you like to let you take charge of Tai Hospital?"

The warm light in Hong Chen's eyes seemed to be gone.

"The poor monk is just a monk, with no morals and incompetence, and dare not take charge of the Imperial Hospital. He only wishes to practice in Baoguang Temple and pray for His Majesty and the Regent."

Linghu Lan stared at him without blinking, Hong Chen was telling the truth.

He really has no feelings for the world, and this time he went down the mountain for medical treatment, I am afraid that he has no choice but to do so.

"Since that's the case, I can't force it. After seven days, I will greet you in the palace."

Hong Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

He saluted respectfully, and then slowly retreated.

"Wait a minute!"

Hong Chen stopped, eyes full of strangeness.

Linghu Lan looked at him, and said word by word: "From now on in this palace, you have the right to be exempt from courtesy. You don't have to salute anyone you meet, including Your Majesty and me!"

Hong Chen was puzzled, and really didn't understand why the regent treated him like this.

"The poor monk dare not!"

"You dare to disobey me!" Linghu Lan smiled, and said to the maid: "Send the order!"

Although the court lady was puzzled, it seemed that the regent had taken a fancy to Master Hongchen's beauty. I have to say that Master Hongchen has cultivated in Baoguang Temple for many years, and his body has a somewhat different temperament from ordinary flowers and plants, which is very tempting.

Only the regent could bear such beauty.

The palace maid smiled and went down to deliver the order.

Hong Chen was not happy, and said indifferently: "Thanks to the Regent, the poor monk bid farewell!"

"goodbye!"

This time.

Linghu Lan didn't say anything more.

Hongchen went out smoothly, walked down the steps, and walked towards the palace gate.

After walking a few dozen steps, he turned his head and glanced at the Fuzheng Palace where the Prince Regent was.

But he saw the regent standing at the door, watching him go away.

At that moment, a strange emotion flashed through Hong Chen's heart.

This regent is not the same as Jiang Yun in his memory, and has a strange temperament.

He performed the Buddhist ceremony, and saw the regent waved to him, as if saying goodbye to an old friend.

Hong Chen didn't dare to think anymore, turned around, and walked out of the palace gate without looking back.

……

Linghu Lan sighed silently, the lovers met each other but did not know each other, and still recalled that they knew each other back then.

The sigh in my heart has not gone down.

Then I heard a report from a court lady: "Regent, Your Majesty is going to court, and all the ministers at court are arguing, and His Majesty can't handle it. I implore the Regent to help His Majesty!"

(End of this chapter)