Abandoned Concubine

Chapter 477 Originally, Not Far

Twilight is lonely.

Dongfang Hao sat alone in the study.

My heart was dark.

Although Yan Qicheng left, the last few words he said were still in his mind, bumping into each other again and again.

It hit him so hard that there was a crack in his skull, throbbing with pain.

"Lin Yinjing will announce to the world on the first day of the first lunar month that the Lin surname family recognizes their ancestors and return to their ancestors, and change the surname of Beidi to Chu."

"Then, the Northland Congress declared war on Dayu in the name of revenge."

Holding his forehead, his heart was filled with too much irritability and complexity.

Father thought he had destroyed the entire Chu family.

Unexpectedly, the ancestors of the Chu family had already laid a family chess piece in Beidi Kingdom.Now, they wiped out the Beidiji family, recognized their ancestors and returned to their clan, and wanted to kill and come to Dayu Kingdom for revenge.

With the heart of the father, he will definitely not show power, and he will respond forcefully, forcing him to hand over Ah Jiu to sacrifice the flag, to demonstrate justice, and to boost morale.

Ah Jiu must have figured this out before telling him that she was a hot potato, so she was determined to run away.

A wry smile.

Otherwise, even if he made a big mistake, there would still be a glimmer of life.

His head was throbbing, and the coldness seeped into his heart and spleen. This kind of situation was very rare, as if he had been pumped, and his whole body lost energy.

Squeezing his forehead hard, he stood up and walked outside.

Wang Xing waited outside anxiously.

"My lord, it's so late, you can rest in peace."

Dongfang Hao ignored him, and continued walking with slow steps.

Wang Xing hurriedly followed, "My lord, are you going out? It's still snowing outside, you..."

As soon as the words fell, Dongfang Hao was already standing in the yard, facing the snow scene all around, his eyes were a bit dazed.

Ah Jiu was most afraid of the cold. In this kind of weather, she must have hugged him and remained motionless.

Shazhou is much colder than Yecheng, how does she sleep now?
When the body is not feeling well, the heart will be especially fragile, as if heart-piercing, wishing to fly to the sandbar immediately, hold his little milk dog Ah Jiu, and have a gentle sleep.

In his vision, this day was not far away.

But now... he couldn't catch his breath, and he coughed violently.

"My lord, don't stand in the air. If you have anything to do, go sit and think about it." Wang Xing was so sad that he ran forward, wanted to pull but didn't dare, it was worse than letting him take poison.

Dongfang Hao still coughed, his brows furrowed.

"Wang Xing, this king wants to go to the sandbar." There was some sadness in the voice, which was very different from the previous cold style.

Wang Xing's nose was sore, he understood, the prince was thinking like his wife.

Licking his lips, he coaxed a child, "My lord, we have a top-secret passage, you can go whenever you want, no one can stop you."

Dongfang Hao was silent, staring at him coldly, as if thinking about something.

In such a cold day, Wang Xing, who was suffering from double torture, was enough.He complained even more in his heart, the prince was much more difficult to coax than those children outside.

Finally, Dongfang Hao seemed to have considered everything carefully, with a cold face, he shook his sleeves and walked outside.

Wang Xing didn't dare to speak, and followed in a desperate manner.

He had a brain and guessed that Dongfang Hao was going to the Plum Blossom Courtyard.

Seeing things and thinking about people, there are often such plots in dramas.

really.

That night, Dongfang Hao slept in the bedroom in the Plum Blossom Courtyard. No one lived there for a long time, and there were not enough measures to keep warm.In peacetime, martial arts masters like Dongfang Hao have nothing to do.

However, his mind was stimulated last night, which caused a series of chain reactions in his body.

On rare occasions, he fell ill.

……

So, it's time for Lu Daoren to shine again.

Old Master Lu has been having a hard time recently. He asked Murong Qingxue for his peace pulse three times a day, and he also had to personally look at the decoction.

The next day, he was called around by the old man.

I still have to play with my concubine at night, and I really don't have enough energy.

However, the prince is sick?

When the news spread, he was surprised to hear it.The prince is a top martial arts master, with a strong physique, and usually will not get sick.

Seeing Wang Xing's anxious appearance, he walked calmly, "Don't worry, even if the prince is sick, it won't be a serious illness, just drink a few medicines and you will be fine."

Wang Xing hesitated to speak, and after thinking about it, he still shut up.

What happened yesterday was too weird.

First Zhongyong Hou kept a secret, then the prince was quiet in the study, and finally he acted like a child, almost crying.

I'm afraid it's something important to my family and country, so it's better to say less.

If he doesn't share gossip, Lu Daoren thinks everything is normal.

However, when he saw the pale and speechless Dongfang Hao, Old Master Lu became suspicious.

Taking the pulse shows that he has depression in his heart?
"What stimulated you?" I couldn't help asking.

Dongfang Hao ignored him at all, feeling very dizzy, and just wanted to sleep with Ah Jiu in his arms.But what about Ah Jiu?Who can bring his Ah Jiu here?
Lu Daoren looked at him carefully, he was so haggard. Is this still the handsome, noble and honorable prince who is about to ascend the throne?
"My lord, your health has always been good, and you have practiced miraculous skills. This time, the illness seems to be caused by stimulation and mental depression. You will be cured after taking a few medicines. I have been decocting medicine recently, and I will take it along with you." I’ll fry a pair for you too.”

He didn't forget to ask for credit, but after a second thought, the prince didn't care about Murong Qingxue, and didn't care about the child in her belly.

I really have a lot to do.

However, there is one more thing to claim credit for.

Seeing that he is in a bad mood, just say it.

She leaned over her head and whispered in his ear, "The old man has already prepared what the lord wants."

Dongfang Hao turned his head suddenly, his eyes were heavy, and hit his face.

Later, he muttered, "You put it away first."

Lu Daoren didn't think much about it, the prince is sick right now, when he recovers, he will come to him anxiously to ask for it.

As soon as this end finished speaking, a servant came in to report, "My lord, the old man is here."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a cane being tapped outside, and Old Master Murong had already entered.

The old face was wrinkled, and there was distress in his eyes.

After coming in, he chatted with Lu Daofu first, "Hao'er is working too hard. I heard that he has to approve more than two baskets of memorials every day, and it's all annoying. Recently, the Northland has not stopped... Eh."

Seeing him talking to himself, Lu Daofu didn't speak. Recently, he has been annoyed by this old man and doesn't want to talk to him.

"Sit down, old man, I'm going out to decoct medicine." He prevaricated with business.

"Go, go." The old man waved his hand generously.

Lu Daoren was polite, saluted the two of them, turned sideways and walked out.

In front of the bedroom door, beautiful Murong waited patiently in front of the door with her waist supported by one hand and her seven-month-old belly sticking out.

Lu Daoren couldn't help laughing.

Is the old man really not understanding, or is he pretending not to understand?The prince is sick, why can't you rest for a while?Calling the side concubine Murong over, what is it?

"Good doctor Lu." A beauty is a beauty, even if she's pregnant, she's still so sweet.Even because of the natural expression of motherhood, there is a gentle halo on her body.

However, Lu Daoren knew that this woman was only beautiful on the outside, not only not beautiful but also very evil on the inside.

When I saw her three times a day, I also saw her vomiting.

Aesthetic fatigue, plus I don't want to see it in my heart.

The more Old Master Lu looked at her, the more she felt... ugly.

Nodding with a smile, he walked away.

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