My husband is a traitor

Chapter 239 Physician, take the lead
"Senior Sister, it's so late, you haven't eaten yet, right?" Looking at the sky, it was almost midnight, and coming here at this hour was really something only her master would do.

Mu Youran: "I'm starving to death, just get me something to eat."

"Butler, I'm sorry to trouble you so late." Jiang Linlang hastily called the butler and told him to go to the kitchen to give orders.

The butler had a kind smile on his face, "Ma'am, this old slave is offended. This old slave is going to prepare meals for a few distinguished guests."

Jiang Linlang led Mu Youran and Mu Ting to the front hall.

"Hey stinky girl, I want to drink! Master, my old man wants to drink—" Miki, with his hands behind his back, wandered here and there, pulling the leaves here and patting the wall there from time to time.Seeing Jiang Linlang, Mu Youran and Mu Ting chatting and laughing and ordering their favorite dishes to be prepared, he immediately stepped forward with beard blowing and staring eyes, yelling.

Jiang Linlang turned her head and gave him an annoyed look, "Got it!"

"Hey, you stinky girl, you have such a bad temper, do you still have a bit of respect for your teacher?" Miki walked around in front of Jiang Linlang with her hands behind her back, blowing her beard like a child, and Jiang Linlang couldn't bear it anymore. Smile but can't hold back.

He took out the wine gourd from his waist and handed it to Jiang Linlang, "Hey, do you have any wine? Master, if you have wine, adults will forget about villains."

Jiang Linlang: "..." After talking so much, I still want to drink, right?

Because of Miki's fuss, the atmosphere became lively again in the middle of the night.

Rong Jue stayed with Jiang Linlang while keeping a cold face, but didn't say anything.

"It looks like you just made a move, and your internal breath is normal. It seems that after some adjustments by me, the symptoms of retrograde meridians have improved." Miki glanced at Rong Jue, who was so noble and glamorous that he outrageously, took his seat, and instantly regained his seriousness. Touching his beard, he pretended to nod deeply, and said to Rong Jue.

Rong Jue rolled his eyelids coldly, "En."

Do you think that if you ask the question of meridian retrograde at this time, the big brother will talk to you, master, you are still too naive.Jiang Linlang shook her head, slandering in her heart.

Satisfied with food and drink, Mu Youran put down her chopsticks first, and said to Jiang Linlang with a straight face, "By the way, you mentioned in your letter before that Princess Ruyang's illness, how is it now?"

As expected of a genius doctor who is obsessed with medicine, Jiang Linlang saw that the first thing she did after eating was to ask about the patients, so she stopped laughing and sighed, "Since the senior sister is here this time, I invite the senior sister to come in person." Let’s go, even though there are snow lotuses, the doctors in the capital dare not use them as medicine lightly. It is said that the snow lotus is too cold, and the princess’s body is weak and I am afraid that she will not be able to bear the medicine.”

"Bah, fart!" Mu Youran spat, and said something rude, she slapped down the table, and said contemptuously, "They are all quack doctors, what can't stand the nature of medicine, a bunch of quack doctors."

Jiang Linlang poured her a glass of water, handed it over, and said softly, "Senior sister, don't be angry, drink some water. Yes, they are all quack doctors. No, if you come, senior sister, the concubine's illness will be cured." Well!"

"Well, take me to Ruyang Palace early tomorrow morning." Picking up the teacup, taking a sip to moisten his throat, Mu Youran said to Jiang Linlang as if he had made a final decision.

Going to see a doctor on New Year's Day...

Jiang Linlang really wanted to ask if it was inappropriate, but seeing Mu Youran's solemn and eager look, thinking about it, there is probably nothing more important than Princess Ruyang's illness for the Ruyang Palace. The illness of the good princess is what matters.

……

On the other side, it was cold and frosty, in the smelly alleys.

A group of men in black landed silently, and then there was the sound of slight footsteps, and the group of people automatically parted a road. A short man in black with a cloak hat, a mask on his face, and gloves on his hands , step by step, to the end of the alley.

There, there was an exhausted man leaning against the wall with his hands clutched, struggling to breathe.

"Who are you...?" The man just avoided the hidden guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and saw that he was about to flee to a safe place all the way, but he never thought that there was a more mysterious group of men in black waiting for him here.

blocked his only way out.

The man in black pulled out the tiny silver needle on his arm. The silver needle was laced with anesthesia poison. Now he was weak all over, and his vision became blurred.

Biting his tongue hard, the pain woke him up a bit, and he kicked his legs, trying to stand up.

"Hmm—" However, a woman next to the mysterious man in black stepped forward silently, and the sword in her hand was quickly and ruthlessly inserted into his thigh, crippling one of his legs!

The injured spy hugged that leg in pain, panting and whimpering like a dead dog.

Pulling out the sword, the woman walked to the back of the line without blinking.

"Da, da, da", the thick boots stepped on the hard and cold ground, making a crisp and dull sound.

Step by step, the man walked up to the spy's feet, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were unwavering, cold and empty.

Staring down at the dying spy, he opened his lips and said in a hoarse voice like a ghost, "What did you hear?"

He said in a declarative tone, with the meaning of asking.

The spy's face was covered with cold sweat, and the pain washed away the medicine on the silver needle. He gritted his teeth and shook his head with a pale face, "I... I don't know, you, what are you talking about!"

As soon as the words fell, the man in black narrowed his eyes slightly and lifted his fingers slightly.

The woman in black next to her then stepped forward in silence again, doing the same thing, this time crippling her other leg.

"what--"

The excruciating spy rolled all over the ground, and the ground gradually fainted with a pool of blood.

He closed his eyes, bit the corner of his mouth, and big drops of sweat fell from the corner of his forehead.

"Don't say it?" The rough voice sounded again, with a bit of sullen impatience and dull pressing, "I'll give you one more chance, if you don't say it again, it's not the broken leg this time."

His gaze moved coldly to the spy's neck and stopped.

Shocked all over, the spy endured the pain, his voice was trembling and fearful, "No, no, don't kill me—I say, I say!"

The group of men in black wearing cloaks and hats in front of them were no more benevolent than Rong Jue's men, and the spies finally succumbed to the desire to save their lives.

"I only heard what they said about the Jade Seal of the Kingdom...I didn't hear anything else at all. Rong Jue's martial arts is strong, and his wife is also a powerful character...I, I really don't know, please forgive me, hero!"

"It's late." The man opened his lips slightly, his brows and eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand again. The woman in black threw her sword straight through the spy's heart.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and the spies would not rest in peace.

"Walk."

"Yes, my lord."

The night quietly covered the aura of this group of people, and the group of people came and went quietly like ghosts.

(End of this chapter)