The Hickey of the Demon Lord: The Substitute Princess

Chapter 211

"Miss, you can't be busy. What should you do if you have something to do?" Looking at Situ Changle who was expressionless and sighing in a low voice, Fan'er finally collapsed, crying and trembling, the whole person panicked and could only He kept calling for his master.

"It's a good thing you haven't bitten the biggest pulse. She's fine. Why are you crying? You're afraid it's not noisy enough?" The old man in gray gave her an annoyed look, sat at the round table, and fumbled for the porcelain bottle in his cuff.

He gave Nangong Zheng a strong special medicine, and now he is guaranteed to sleep peacefully for a whole day.

Now Su Min fell into a deep sleep on the bed in the room, while Nan Gongzheng was unconscious on the soft couch by the window.

Really, a night of disasters and disasters.

Ban'er was reprimanded by the old man, shut up immediately and did not dare to speak, shrugged timidly, and waited aside.

"Hey, girl, let these irrelevant people go out. After a busy night, it's time to go to sleep for a while. Just stay and give me a hand."

The old man didn't lift his head, and left this sentence without any extra expression.She is a different person from the carefree Situ Changle in the past.

"Yeah." Fan'er did as the old man said, and now there are only four people left in the huge room.

"Girl, let me ask you who this man is." The old man's eyes gradually darkened, he held one of the porcelain vases tightly, and looked at Ban'er coldly.

"It's...the one who likes Miss..." Fan'er paused, his eyes flickered, but he still didn't dare to reveal Nangong Zheng's identity easily.

"Like it? Hmph, I don't think so." The old man glanced at the figure of the man, vaguely remembering the scene he saw when he rushed in the door just now, which always made him unable to develop a good impression of Nangong Zheng.

He didn't look like a person, but more like a kind of beast. He crawled on her body, *sucking the blood from her fair neck, greedy and terrifying.

Although, Situ Changle knew very well that this toxic attack was different from every previous one.

He didn't expect that everything would come early.

Otherwise, at least the antidote should be left behind before leaving.

"He is very nice to Miss. He must be suffering from a strange illness. He didn't mean to hurt Miss." Fan'er sighed softly and shook her head repeatedly, but she didn't want to admit that Nangong Zheng was a cruel man.

At least, facing his master, he is not that kind of person.

"It's Xiao Min's former husband, do you think I don't know?" the old man said casually, with a look of disdain.

"It wasn't originally, it was Miss who replaced Eldest Miss..." Covering her small mouth, she suddenly saw a gleam of light flashing in the old man's dark eyes.

Oops, she seems to have said the wrong thing.

Situ Changle slightly narrowed his black eyes and frowned slightly. "Is he the third prince?"

Ban'er shook his head and blurted out. "No, the current identity is different from the past, you haven't heard of it."

Situ Changle smiled, squinting at Fan'er's panicked face. "Although I'm not interested in world affairs, old man, at least I know that the current emperor is the former Third Prince. So, this man is the emperor. I'm right, girl."

Yay, she said something she shouldn't have said again!
This time, Fan'er completely covered the mouth that caused the trouble, and was turned away in anger at the old man's good intentions, and said nothing.

"It doesn't matter if you don't talk, anyway, I already know everything I want to know."

Situ Changle slowly opened the silver needle box, and acupunctured on the acupoints of Nangong Zheng's upper body, with peaceful eyes.

"I didn't expect to be such a big shot, no wonder there are so many people around me, and my temper is so bad."

However, it is not credible to marry an ordinary man.

What's more, the king of a country.

He has also heard a little bit about how this emperor won the throne. Although it is a taboo that ordinary people dare not talk about, the reason is very clear.

If she stays with the emperor, there may be many people who can protect her, but there are also more invisible dangers.

Moreover, once other people know her identity, it will cause more disputes.

Maybe not just the court, but the entire martial arts world.

After all, there are too many people in this world who don't want to die.

Su Min's identity and the rumors of being deified make her more mysterious and precious than thousand-year-old ginseng and immortal medicine.

Really got into big trouble.

This young emperor should not know the identity of this girl.

Situ Changle's eyes sank. Although he had already begun to treat Nangong Zheng's body, he was still a little reluctant. After all, he didn't have any good feelings for high-ranking bureaucrats, let alone the emperor.These powerful and high-status people are more likely to treat the lives of ordinary people as a trifle for their own selfish desires.

The killing and mutilation of the blood clan by the royal family members and important officials in the former dynasty had already made him feel uneasy. If it was his temper, it would take at least half a year to toss this man.

But looking at Xiao Min so worried, and he is the king of a country, it seems that he can't do it if he doesn't take action.

"Girl." His eyes sank, Situ Changle finished piercing the last silver needle, clapped his hands, stood up with a sullen face, took out the cigarette pouch at his waist, put the cigarette stick on the candle, and became silent .

"Is there anything I can do for you, old man?" Fan'er regained his composure, and carefully leaned aside, looking at Nangong Zheng who was pierced with silver needles all over his body, feeling somewhat sad.

"Go and bring me a jug of wine." Leaving this sentence out of line with the current tense atmosphere, the old man turned his back and looked at the scenery outside the window.

"Is the Su's wine shop okay?" Fan'er laughed along with her. Although this request was a bit outrageous, she could only ask for the old man's opinion.After all, both the lady and the emperor were rescued by this little-known doctor, and the lady trusted the old man so much and respected him so much, she should serve him well in the present.

"Go."

He was thinking alone, and when Fan'er came back with a jar of wine, he sat alone at the table, drank a glass of wine, and smoked a bag of cigarettes before pulling out the needle for Nangong Zheng.After stuffing the two black pills in the porcelain bottle into his mouth, Situ Changle let out a long breath with peaceful eyes.

Before dawn, Situ Changle had already dozed off at the side, but the man lying on the reclining couch faintly woke up.

He looked at the room in front of him, which was a place he was unfamiliar with.

The room was bright and spacious, but it was not Su Min's room that he was familiar with.

"You are." His body was still exhausted, but he couldn't bear to show his cowardice, so he stood up and opened his mouth in the direction of Situ Changle.

His voice was low and hoarse, and he felt sore and tense all over, as if he had been pricked by a needle.

However, it does not seem to be an illusion.

He raised his arms, his black eyes sank, and he opened his underwear, revealing his chest, and he could vaguely see the traces of acupuncture.

Squinting his black eyes, he looked at this gray-clothed old man who had met once, he really looked more like a poor commoner, and he remembered only when memories surfaced in front of his eyes.Then, this old man is the eccentric and ignorant doctor that Su Min said, but he defends her very much.

"You're awake." Situ Changle opened his eyes with difficulty, his eyes were sleepy, and he didn't change his attitude, showing that he didn't know anything about Nangong Zheng's identity.

As soon as the words came out, the strong smell of alcohol lingered around him, making Nangong Zheng frown.

After drinking so much wine, was he saved by this groggy old man?How many catties of wine did he drink before he fell into a coma?

It is unimaginable.

"Girl, girl." He yelled towards the door, Faner ran over in a panic, and when he saw Nangong Zheng sitting cross-legged on the couch, he couldn't help being overjoyed, his eyes flushed.

"Come here, what can I do?"

Fan'er's reaction was really slow.

"Everyone is awake, go and prepare some food." The old man ordered, and pushed away the banner that was about to burst into tears.

"You saved me?"

Nangong Zheng finally spoke, his voice was cold and his face was indifferent, as if he didn't show much emotion.

"Nonsense." Seeing that cold and arrogant face, Situ Chang raised his white eyebrows in displeasure, and snorted: "To your savior, how can you have such a virtue? It's really disgusting."

"The savior is true, but you gave me the poison, do you still expect me to thank you?" Nangong Zheng glanced at him and sneered. Although he was already weird in the eyes of outsiders, he couldn't use common sense to judge his behavior like this. The old man, he found that the two were even more out of tune.

The last time he went to find him with Su Min who was unconscious and seriously injured, he didn't have time to deal with this old man, nor did he settle accounts with him after autumn, but this time he felt that he had time to deal with him.

He is not the kind of generous personality.

The old man sneered silently, and threw the porcelain bottle at hand to Nan Gongzheng, seeing him catch it with one hand, he poured out the tobacco leaves around him expressionlessly, without looking at him. "Anyway, I saved you for Xiao Min's sake. Who cares if you thank me? Here, this is the medicine you need to take in the next seven days. You take it. Don't ask me if you don't have it. I'm too lazy to clean up your mess."

Nangong Zheng's dark eyes darkened, and he approached the old man with a chill, looking difficult to approach. "Didn't it be you who lied and made me abstain from sexual intercourse for half a year? I don't seem to have time to settle this account with you yet."

Cough cough... This young man must be too penny-pinching, and he also spoke so frankly about his bed brother, which really made Situ Changle's face turn pale, and he was a little embarrassed.

The arrogance and dominance on his body made the old man more aware that Nangong Zheng had to endure his intimidation for a long time before he was able to hug Xiao Min. He was full of blood, so of course he was very jealous.

After a few dry laughs, a complicated and deep color flashed in the eyes of the old man. Seeing the change in Nangong Zheng's expression, he asked curiously. "Young man, can't you bear it for half a year? See what you say, don't you?"

"In the last month, I personally proved that what you said was false." Nangong Zheng's haughty and conceited face appeared in front of the old man. He was glad that Su Min did not refuse at that time, otherwise he would not be able to expose the old man's "good intentions." ".As a result, he was unable to touch the woman he liked, and it was really tormented for a period of time.

(End of this chapter)