Poison doctor and crazy concubine: Please respect yourself, evil king

Chapter 71 Lord, Respect My Occupation

"Young master, there must be some misunderstanding between you and me."

Ye Lan hugged Xiao Feihong, dodging the moves of the man in blue.

But the man in the green shirt on the opposite side attacked Ye Lan with palm after palm, like a clockwork, all the moves were fierce to kill him.

"You idiot, tie him up."

After the voice fell, a figure stepped forward in an instant.

Mo Ya, who was dressed in a plain long gown, grabbed the man in blue shirt's arm with his backhand. Seeing this, the man in blue shirt waved his other fist and hit Mo Ya fiercely.

The two went back and forth and went through seven or eight moves, and it was obvious that Mo Crow had the upper hand.

In the end, the man in the green shirt was trapped on the ground by the black crow.

"Let go of the young master, the young master was careless for a while, let's start over."

The man in the blue shirt who was tied to the ground struggled to get up, staring at Ye Lan with resentment, as if Ye Lan was grabbing him with despicable means.

"What are you looking at? If it wasn't for the sake of Uncle Xiao Feihong behind you, he would have thrown you out a long time ago."

Just now the man in the green shirt said that Feihong was his nephew, the relationship can be imagined, and the two look alike.

"You idiot, let go of him."

Signaling Mo Ya to untie the man in the blue shirt, Ye Lan walked forward holding the sleeping little Feihong, and gently placed Feihong in the man's arms.

"The child is a little bit cold, go back and make some ginger soup and take it."

"What the hell are you playing?"

The man in the green shirt wrapped Feihong, staring at the girl in front of him warily.

He couldn't see through what this girl was going to do, and wanted to use Feihong to confuse him and dream.

Sensing the hostile look in the man's eyes, Ye Lanxiu frowned slightly, her lips moved slightly, and said two words silently.

As for what these two words are, hehe!

Guess for yourself.

……

"Master, he wants to kill you, why did you let him go?"

Mo Ya followed Ye Lan and left Ye Yuan to go to the vegetable market, but there was a chill in his eyes.

The man in the green shirt really had murderous intent, wanting to kill Ye Lan.

"Keeping him is far more valuable than killing him. Take it here, and potatoes, green peppers, and cauliflower are cheaper."

Standing in front of the vegetable seller, Ye Lan bargained with him, but in the end the vegetable seller couldn't match Ye Lan, so he had to give up some price.

"Do you still remember the seven patients in Ye Yuan?"

When Ye Lan said a word, Mo Ya understood the meaning.

"There are only seven patients or family members who can come and go in Yeyuan and are so weird. Those seven people are either rich or expensive."

Ye Lan held the potato in her hand, and the smile on the corner of her lips was very treacherous.

Is she afraid of the powerful?The second prince still resented.

Wealthy people often have some rich diseases, and she is despotic to such stinky diseases.

and so……

At this time, in a separate courtyard in Yeyuan, the man in green shirt Huangfu Yi who was drinking tea to suppress his anger trembled all over, feeling chills in his heart.

"Second master, what's the matter with you?"

Seeing the strangeness of the master, the guards beside Huangfu Yi couldn't help asking.

"It's okay, go and find out who the man and woman are today."

"Yes, Second Master."

Huangfu Yi squinted his eyes halfway, and exerted a slight force on the hand holding the teacup. When he thought of what happened today, the flame of unwillingness in his heart suddenly ignited.

Two days after he came to Yeyuan, he was humiliated by a stinky girl.

Alright, you wait for me, let me find out who you are, I want you to look good.

The next day, when the weather was fine, Ye Lan stood in front of the Seventh Prince's Mansion and sighed, and finally walked towards the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

Seeing Ye Lan's disappearing back, the palace guards guarding the gate were puzzled.

"Hey, the lord is so kind to my lord, why every time my lord comes to the mansion, she always has an expression of seeing death like home."

The guards were puzzled, they could all see the kindness of the prince to the concubine, even rough men like them could feel the sincerity of the prince, why the concubine didn't appreciate it.

"Don't worry, the princess must love the prince, otherwise, no matter it is windy or rainy, she will come to the palace on time to see the doctor?"

"Hey? Don't say it, really! It seems that the princess does not dislike the prince."

Ye Lan didn't know what kind of people passed on to him and Qin Junlie.

But now, Ye Lan felt that she was going crazy.

"My lord, please respect my profession."

In the Wang's study room, a white jacket was half uncovered, and the chest muscles exposed to the air were presented in front of Ye Lan without any cover.

But at this time, the monstrous man was lying on his side on the bed, his slender index finger was stroking the long hair on Ye Lan's forehead, and the smile in his eyes made Ye Lan's heart grow colder.

Would this guy be so shameless that he wanted to use his beauty to seduce her?

Is she like that?

Besides, being bedridden in broad daylight, is your head pumping?

Suppressing her anger, Ye Lan gave Qin Junlie the acupuncture treatment without squinting.

"Put the paw away, otherwise I don't guarantee that the prince will get up for the rest of his life."

If they can't get up somewhere, the two of them naturally don't need to talk any more.

Ye Lan can't wait to stab Qin Junlie into hemiplegia with one needle.

"Is Lan'er trying to murder her husband?"

There was a smile on the corner of the cold lips, Qin Junlie waved his hand, grabbed Ye Lan's wrist, and pulled Ye Lan under his body.

"My lord, are you sick again?"

Her eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, feeling the rushing breath, Ye Lan didn't struggle, but lay obediently under Qin Junlie's body.

According to the development of the previous plot, the more she struggles, the more Qin Junlie will get worse.

"My king's husband or Xianggong."

"What?"

Ye Lan's head was a little short-circuited, and she stretched out her hand to touch Qin Junlie's forehead, a hint of puzzlement appeared in her eyes as deep as the sea.

"Why did it become a neuropathy? The medicines I use are all correct."

She didn't add any other ingredients to the decoction, so why did Qin Junlie lose his mind.

"Lan'er, do you like to be called my king, Xianggong, or Husband?"

"Hehe, my lord, wait for me for a while, I'll make some medicine to make sure you get rid of your illness."

Wanting to get up, but being pressed down by Qin Junlie, Ye Lan looked at the man in front of her, frowning even deeper.

"Qin Junlie, what exactly are you going to do?"

"In a while, Lan'er will be sixteen. When I marry Lan'er with Shili Hongzhuang, I will definitely make Lan'er the happiest woman in the world."

Ye Lan asked, Qin Junlie spoke, but the two were obviously not on the same channel.

Thinking of her as a 21st century Shura poison doctor, she is always the one who is suppressed when she meets Qin Junlie.

Suddenly, Ye Lan turned over, and the postures between the two of them were completely reversed.

The petite Ye Lan sat on Qin Junlie's abdomen, her jade hands gently gliding over the muscular abdominal muscles.

This change caused Qin Junlie to raise his eyebrows, his starry eyes met those dark eyes, and the smile on his lips deepened.

"My lord."

The jade hand kept climbing up, and finally reached Qin Junlie's neck. As long as her hand exerted strength, it would definitely kill a person.

But regarding Qin Junlie, Ye Lan was not completely sure.

"You and I are just for mutual benefit. You are your royal power to spread the world, and I am my doctor to help the world. With the status of the prince, thousands of women in the world are attracted to him, so the prince spared the little girl. Is it done?"

Flicking coldly with her fingertips, Ye Lan looked into Qin Junlie's eyes, trying to sense it from his eyes, but there was nothing else.

"No."

After saying two words lightly, Qin Junlie stretched out his hand to pick up Ye Lan's long hair that was hanging down on his side, and like before, tucked it behind him, the movement was gentle and pampering.

"Even though there are countless women in the world, only Lan'er is qualified to be at my king's side."

"Hehe, then I really want to go to the temple to burn incense and ask the Buddha what evil I did in my previous life."

With a sneer, Ye Lan jumped off Qin Junlie's body.

"From today, the prince's condition has entered the third stage of treatment. I wish the prince a speedy recovery."

After finishing the words, Ye Lan turned around and left the study, leaving the Seventh Prince's Mansion.

But Qin Junlie was always lying on his side on the bed, leaning on his forehead with one hand and lightly tapping the side of the bed with the other.

"My lord, Mo Ya's identity has been found out."

Zhuyang knelt on the ground respectfully and did not raise his head, but he could feel the oppressive atmosphere in the air.

Hey, I don't know what the princess thinks!

The prince has fought on the battlefield for several years, saying one thing, looking at the entire Seven Kingdoms, there are few people who dare to disobey the prince, but the more the prince puts down his self-esteem, the more ungrateful the princess is.

"Say."

"Yes, my lord! Mo Ya's real identity is the young master of Xiaoyao Island. A year ago, due to civil strife in Xiaoyao Island, Mo Ya left Xiaoyao Island and came to Qindu."

Zhuyang was talking about Mo Ya's identity, and mentioned the word "Young Master of Xiaoyao Island" in his words.

"However, don't worry, my lord, the ink crow is harmless to my lord for the time being. There is one more thing, I don't know if I should say it or not."

With Qin Junlie's permission, Zhuyang continued to inform him about the investigation.

"Since the men in black attacked Her Majesty the Princess last time, the people of that power seem to have calmed down a bit, but the subordinates still noticed the changes of those people."

In other words, those killers in black will continue to make moves recently.

"Protect Lan'er."

"Yes, my lord."

Zhuyang Fu retreated to the study, leaving Qin Junlie alone.

"Lan'er, what should I do with you."

A little helpless, Qin Junlie smiled.

On the other side, Ye Lan had just returned to Yeyuan, when the people walking towards her bumped into each other.

As the saying goes, the idiom Yuanjialuzhai is the most appropriate to describe the scene at this time.

Dressed in Tsing Yi, the man glared at Ye Lan.

Outside the gate of Ye Garden, Ye Lan raised her head and looked impatiently at the man in green shirt with raised brows.

"Yo! Isn't this the one from yesterday?"

Ye Lan didn't remember the name of the man in the green shirt, but he could guess that he was a family member of one of the seven patients.

I heard from Xiao Han that certain people came to Yeyuan, and this man might be one of them.

Facing the angry man in green shirt, Ye Lan was particularly calm.

That's right, besides Qin Junlie, who else in the Great Qin Empire could make Ye Lan blow up his hair.

"Good dogs don't get in the way, get out of the way or lie down."

"How dare you insult the young master."

(End of this chapter)