There is a powerful minister Bai Yueguang in my heart

Chapter 235

"Brother..."

Lin Cixiu's long and dusty figure gradually drifted away, Xiang Huanhuan stood up, chased after a few steps and stopped, just stayed where he was, muttering in a daze,

What happened, brother...

Unable to figure it out, Xiang Huanhuan was so irritable and frantic that she wanted to step on the large herb field in her valley, took a few deep breaths,

"A Xun!!!"

In a small wooden house built at the southernmost part of the valley, Ah Xun, who was holding herbs to dry on the rocks, shook his hands three times.

The sun was just right, and Lu Liu was sitting in the yard, mending the clothes that A Xun picked herbs that were torn by barbs.

"Miss..."

A Xun looked at Luliu with a worried and embarrassed face. The two returned to Dawei and under Lin Ci's arrangement, they simply got married in this Valley of Miraculous Doctors.

Although the wooden house is a bit crude, but fortunately the young couple are newlyweds, and their relationship is like glue, and soon Luliu will be happy,
It's just that I didn't expect that that day when Ah Xun was sent out to cook herbs, and the genius doctor Gu happened to be short of a manpower, Xiang Huanhuan asked someone to call Luliu,
Luliu thought, Ah Xun and her were living under the fence in this Valley of Miraculous Doctors, so she went too, because her mother died at the hands of the Dachao people.
Xiang Huanhuan hated the people of Dachao very much, and deliberately made things difficult for Luliu. The child of Luliu died that day, and A Xun was just a servant.

There is nothing he can do except feel sorry for him. Xiang Huanhuan grew up in the Valley of Miraculous Doctors. Without his mother, the owner of the valley, Xiang Xiu, loves him a lot.
I am used to being lawless, doing evil and messing around, only in front of Lin Ci, I will be obedient and keep my own place,
How could he feel that it was his own fault? In the end, Xiang Xiu just looked at Lin Ci's face and punished him a little, and the matter was over.

After Luliu woke up and found out, she didn't cry, it's just that the little girl who has always been so heartless has become quiet.

"Go."

It was only for a moment, Lu Liu lowered her head and continued the needlework in her hands, her mouth was very calm, and she didn't want to say a word.

Seeing Luliu like this, Ah Xun felt a pain in his heart, Xiang Huanhuan's shout resounded in the Valley of Miraculous Doctors again, gritted his teeth, and promised,
"My lady, I'll be back soon."

"Ah."

Green Willow didn't lift her head, the needle and thread passed through the cotton and linen clothes in her hand, the sound of footsteps became farther and farther away, she lowered her head, her already hazy eyes,
Hot tears fell on the cotton linen clothes. Under the sun, her slender body trembled slightly, and her hands stroked her flat belly, her child.

Empress, I regret it, I miss you so much, and the cat...

In the woods fifty steps away from the wooden house, Anshun hid in the canopy with dense branches and leaves, taking in all this in his eyes, his face under the black cloth mask was complex.

Night, miserable, silent.

In the mansion of the Seventh Prince, the lanterns in the promenade swayed with the cold wind. It was already late at night, except for the patrolling guards and dark guards, everyone in the mansion had already fallen asleep.
In the room, Nangong Chuci, who was originally asleep, suddenly burst into cold sweat on his forehead. In the dream, the cold and dark voice was playful, constantly echoing,

"Do you want to sit on the throne?"

"Who are you?" Nangong Chuci stared at the faint shadow in the fog in front of him, it was clearly just a shadow,
He clearly knew that this was in a dream, but it was as if he was under the coercion of being strangled by the throat, but it was so real. The danger and fear made him want to kneel down and surrender.

The phantom was getting closer and closer, and out of the vast white mist came out a tall and noble figure in a purple and purple dress, with black hair and a purple gold crown, his face was peerless, and his facial features were well-defined and profound.
A pair of Ruifeng eyes that are slightly narrowed to hide danger, and when the dazzling tear mole at the end of the eyes is slightly raised, it is fierce and intimidating.

"Shi, the ancestor emperor..."

Nangong Chuci froze all over, and her eyes were filled with astonishment and disbelief. How could this be possible?

Nangongchen, the first ancestor of the Great Wei, conquered the territory of the Great Wei with one hand. When he was in power, Nangongchen, the first ancestor of the Great Wei, made the Great Wei the leader of the Three Kingdoms for a while!

"Huh? You actually recognize the Lonely King?"

There was a look of surprise on Nangong Chen's face, but he also took a serious look at Nangong Chuci. More than 300 years have passed, but there are still descendants who recognize him, which is really nostalgic.

Thinking of what he had just asked himself, Nangong Chuci's blood boiled suddenly, and he looked at Nangong Chen with burning eyes, knelt down,
"Junior Nangong Chuci, your portrait is hung in the ancestral hall of the Great Wei Royal Family. This junior has always admired you, but you were sent by the first ancestor emperor!"

Regardless of whether this is real or just a dream of his, as long as it can help him ascend to the throne, he will not let go of any opportunity, and he will do whatever it takes!

The gods can clearly see into the hearts of people.

Nangong Chen smiled, and with this smile, the crimson purple dress and sleeves fluttered, and he came to Nangong Chuci, and he pursed his lips in satisfaction and praised,
"Good boy."

**
In the Great Dynasty, more than a month later, Qin Zhan and Situ Chengyun led their troops to return in triumph, ten miles away from the capital, and they will be able to return to Beijing tomorrow.

There was heavy snow like goose feathers, and the resplendent and majestic imperial palace was covered with silver clothes, and it was not half solemn.
The palace people were afraid that Qin Yao would catch the cold, so the silver thread and carbon in the Crouching Dragon Hall were never broken. Outside the hall, the cold wind howled and snow fell, but inside the hall was extremely warm.
Qin Yao's body has been six months old, her bulging belly is getting bigger every day, and Xuanyuan Ying's raised eyebrows are also getting deeper every time.

inside the hall,

Hua Ci was taking Qin Yao's pulse through the veil, his expression changed again and again, as if he was confirming something,
The cat curled up into a snow-white and fluffy ball, nestled under the chair, and Tao Zi was with her, hiding in the cat's arms to avoid the emperor's dragon spirit, and carefully eavesdropped with her pointed ears.

Xuanyuan Ying was standing beside Qin Yao, his expression became more and more ugly, his fierce eyes were locked on Hua Ci's face, and he never left.
Xuanyuan Changsheng followed obediently and stood obediently, with a white and tender bun face just like Xuanyuan Ying's, a pair of handsome little eyebrows twisted into twists, his appearance was extremely serious,
Fortunately, Hua Ci had been in the imperial hospital for many years. After two generations of emperors, he had seen a lot of strong winds and waves. If another imperial doctor came, he would have been in trouble long ago if he was stared at by one big and one small.

"emperor."

Qin Yao tugged at the big palm of the man beside him, Juemei's face was helpless and angry, this guy had a black face about to kill,

Looking at the palace people around, everyone was too frightened to breathe, their heads could not be lowered any more,
The soft touch on the palm made Xuanyuan Ying's face turn pale, but his gaze towards Hua Ci was still sharp, his thin lips were lightly lifted coldly,

"how?"

He has been able to get a pulse for so long, and he didn't label Hua Ci as a quack doctor because of Hua Ci's dedication.

Xuanyuan Changsheng's small face was not friendly, and he clenched his small fists hanging by his side, staring at Hua Ci, obviously very unhappy.

Hua Ci withdrew his hand and bent down, hesitant expression on his drooping old face, after hesitating a few times, he finally opened his mouth and said,

"Going back to the emperor, the empress is fine, but the blood is a little weak. When the old minister returns, he will prescribe a few medicines for nourishing blood and strengthening qi. You can drink it."

Xuanyuan Ying narrowed his phoenix eyes, his handsome face had an imperceptible sternness, he didn't say anything, and hummed lightly,
Qin Yao was lowering her eyelids, gently stroking her swollen belly, Xuanyuan Changsheng leaned over when she heard that there was nothing serious, and gently touched the swollen belly with her small hands, the bright obsidian eyes flashed brightly .

(End of this chapter)