The Evil Emperor Pursues His Wife: Sheng Chong Shifei

Chapter 120
"Impossible." Shangguan Qing resolutely shook her head in denial.

Hu Guan said in a low voice: "You don't have to worry about the source of the legs when lifting, as long as the operation is done well."

"Impossible is impossible. The replantation of severed limbs can only be your own limbs, and it is impossible to replace other people's limbs." Shangguan Qing did not hack the old eunuch to death, she had restrained herself, and she wanted to kill the dragon chair that jerk.

"Promotion, His Majesty said that the promotion will be kept secret."

"Stop, I said it's impossible. It's not that I don't want to do it, but that I can't do it. Have you heard of the principle of blood transfusion and the classification of blood elements?"

"I've heard that it's a new method of lifting and inventing."

Shangguan Qing corrected: "It's a discovery, not my invention. The attributes of vitality are born in the world, and they belong to their own categories. There are three types of blood essence, and there are more types of vitality in the human body. Everyone is different. Transplanting different people's organs and limbs to each other will cause a conflict of vitality, and the result will undoubtedly be death. It is better not to do it than to do it knowing that it will fail."

"Can you think of something." Hu Guan didn't give up, and continued to ask in a low voice.

"Eunuch Hu, if you really can't do it, don't embarrass me."

"I will definitely think of a way to raise my magical skills against the sky."

"Not really."

After talking for a long time in the study next to the public hall, Hu Guan left extremely disappointed. He hoped that Shangguan Qing would agree, and it was best to give an affirmative answer.He hoped to take back his lifelong regret, but unfortunately, Shangguan Qing gave a bunch of reasons why he couldn't do it, just refused to have this operation.

"It's so proud." Hu Guan resented for no reason.

Back in the imperial city, seeing Emperor Chu Huaitian in the inner east gate small hall, Hu Guan put his mind away and repeated the conversation with Shangguan Qing verbatim.

Chu Huaitian was also disappointed.

Hu Guan carefully asked: "Would you like to pass the decree to ask Shangguan to present the secret method, and the Imperial Medical Bureau will organize famous doctors from all over the world to study it together. I have a vast land, rich resources, outstanding people, and I will definitely be able to come up with a good plan."

"That's good." Chu Huaitian always believed that good things should belong to the royal family, but when taking other people's things, the royal family still needs to have face.

He thought for a while and said: "Decree, posthumously confer the title of Shangguan Qing's birth mother Zhou Ruoshui, no, it should be named Qiao Caihe, posthumous title of Shangguan Qing's birth mother Qiao Caihe first-rank imperial order, posthumous title of Renhe Medical Sage. Give the Yin House Wing Sixteen, Ma Si, Luan one."

"No." Hu Guan immediately put away his resentment towards Shangguan Qing, for such an important minister valued by the emperor, he only wanted to please him.

"Send the secret decree again, let her offer a good plan."

"No." Hu Guan took the order, and said with a smile: "Shangguan proposes to thank the emperor for his benevolence, and will definitely do his best."

Shangguan Qing sent Hu Guan away, and went back to the public hall to continue checking the accounts. To the directors of various functions kneeling in the yard, she just said coldly: "Wait, wait for the holy judge."

Thinking of Eunuch Hu who had just left, he was so scared that he pissed a lot on the spot.

Crying and begging for mercy continued, Shangguan Qing asked someone to gag their mouths, and then they became quieter.

Zhuqing raised her head from the pile of account books, and complained: "Girl, these people are too hateful, I'm afraid that we will check the accounts and mix up all the account books, there is oil on them, they really want to burn the craftsman and destroy the evidence .”

Shangguan Qing looked over and saw that there was not only oil on those account books, but also a lot of blood.

"For these books, I don't know how many people died."

Shangguan Qing was a little annoyed at the shamelessness and ruthlessness of the eldest princess and the prince, she sat back at the table and ordered someone to bring over the sorted and classified account books.

Zhu Qing hurriedly said: "Young maidservants will keep in mind the accounting method taught by the girl, and leave these to the servants to do. Your injury is not healed yet, so you need to rest more."

Nianci, Heye, Banxiang and Lanxiang all tried to persuade her, but An Lu directly removed the account book in front of Shangguanqing.

"Okay, I'll listen to you and rest here."

Shangguan Qing felt warm in his heart.

She was idle and bored, and took out a flying sword and burned stones in her hands to play with. Her crafting story started from burning lime. She still remembered the assassin who suddenly appeared that day, thought of Mu Baixue's national hatred and family hatred, and thought of the Eighth Prince Chu Qiansi's infatuation, I heard that the emperor handed over the assassin to Chu Qiansi's care, I don't know how they get along, she can feel Chu Qiansi's concern for Mu Baixue, hope they will not be another pair of Chu Qianshui and Zhu Yin .

Burning stones to break away from hatred.

Burn the stubborn stone, cut off the old love, and leave the hatred in vain.

Shangguan Qing suddenly realized that she might own more than ten flying swords, write other people's stories, and become my avenue. Life is full of hardships, joys and worries, which are her three thousand avenues.

His heart was moved, and the flying sword in his sleeve felt it, dead branches and tears flowed out, twirling happily around Shangguan Qing's fingers.

The dead branches come to spring again, and the old trees give birth to new shoots.

Shangguan Qing's longing for a family was placed on the dead branch sword. She left the Shangguan's house full of bitter tears, just longing for a happy new home.

Chu Qianhan and the sisters around her have already given her the prototype of a family, and she wants to manage and improve it wholeheartedly.

Tears don't hurt tears, a sword kills blood.

On the sword of wounding tears is Qianqing's hatred for Zhou Ruoyun, the hatred of killing his mother, which is irreconcilable, this kind of hatred has also affected Shangguan Qing, she feels that only by killing Zhou Ruoyun, can the sword of wounding tears be completed.

The vitality in Shangguan Qing's body, who was feeling the meaning of the sword, suddenly jumped, and the withered branch sword quickly spun three times on her finger, and unexpectedly took the initiative to draw a burst of vitality, and then flew out briskly.

"Is she alright?" When Chu Qianyun came to the Craftsmanship Department, what she was thinking about was not what the prince told her, but Shangguan Qing's injury.

He felt the vitality remaining in his body, he could have used it to improve his cultivation, but every time he thought of Shangguan Qing's aloof and arrogant appearance like a snow lotus, he couldn't bear it, only if he kept this vitality, he would not lose it completely.

"It would be great if I was the one who met you first."

Chu Qianyun walked past the front yard of the Department of Craftsmanship, and suddenly felt something. He looked up and saw a flying sword flying towards him. He didn't intend to kill, it was more like a happy puppy seeing an acquaintance.

A familiar female voice sounded in the yard: "Dead Branch, come back to me."

After Fei Jian flew around Chu Qianyun, he reluctantly flew back.

Chu Qianyun took two quick steps to keep up, walked into the courtyard of the public hall, and saw a young woman flicking a disobedient black sword with her fingers, her cute and playful appearance made him crazy.

"If you keep running around, I don't want you anymore." The way Shangguan Qing reprimanded Fei Jian was only seen by Chu Qianyun as cute, and everyone else in the courtyard was terrified when they saw it.

What the hell is Yujian Xuankong?Why does that flying sword seem to be alive?Everything proved that the woman in front of him was an extraordinary existence, and the person who was lucky was completely desperate.How precious a first-rank master is, even ordinary people know it, no wonder the emperor reuses a woman, they are doomed this time.

(End of this chapter)