Warlord's darling: medical concubine against the sky

"Has anyone found it?"

The residence of the highest official in Pingyang city is full of singing and dancing.

The enchanting dancer swayed and played the decadent music without any illness.

In the first place, a man propped his head with one hand, lazily tilted there, and casually played with a beautiful luminous cup in his hand.

If there is an old man who has stayed in Pingyang city for more than three years, it is not difficult to recognize at this time. Now the drunken Festival envoy is general Liu Chengliu who guarded Pingyang City three years ago.

However, when the new emperor ascended the throne three years ago, the Liu family thought that they were all the prince's party, which contributed a lot.

Liu Cheng also followed his family and was recalled to the imperial capital to seek a capital official.

Unexpectedly, three years later, he would revisit his hometown.

But this time, his status is higher than three years ago. I don't know how many levels.

Besides, even Prince Gong dared to arrest him. He still searched the whole city so recklessly. Three years ago, when he met Prince Gong, he couldn't kneel down and salute respectfully?

Of course, in fact, these people who don't know the inside story think Liu Cheng too kind.

What they don't know is that even if Liu Cheng met dongjinlin three years ago, it may not be the master who knelt down and saluted respectfully.

Now, three years later, his identity has changed, and he has a bright imperial edict to arrest Dong Jinlin. He can't change his name.

The old Marshal standing below was sweating, "Lord huijiedushi, there is no news yet."

The luminous cup was slapped on the table. Liu Cheng sat up straight for a long time. His expression was strange and funny. "There's no news yet? Marshal, aren't you playing with Ben?"

"I dare not!"

"I don't think you dare!" Liu Cheng slapped the table hard and scolded the old Marshal by the nose. "I ask you, what's the use of the separated area in the barracks! What people are there!"

"Huijiedushi, there are soldiers infected with the plague. Because the plague is too easy to infect, it is a last resort, so they can only be isolated."

"Oh!" Liu Cheng sneered, and his eyes and eyebrows were full of cold and severe killing. "Since people who get the plague are going to die, they die early and late, why do you keep these malignant tumors in the barracks? You don't think there are enough dead people, do you?"

Marshal was shocked, "do you mean..."

Liu Cheng raised his hand to his neck and compared it with a crisp "erase" action, "cut the grass and eliminate the roots once and for all."

The marshal was shocked and waved hurriedly, "no! The LORD promised them that they would try to cure them. Even if they can't be cured, they can't --"

"Lord? Ha ha! Which Lord? You're talking about dongjinlin who is still at large?" Liu Cheng smiled twice, and his soft face was suddenly stunned, "Marshal, I advise you to find out the current situation! Dongjinlin is a fugitive court recidivist. When he returns, he still says whether he is the Lord or not. What's the matter with us about the promises he made to those plague patients? Now the envoy is the biggest here, and everything should follow his instructions!"

"But those are our own people after all!" the marshal really couldn't bear it.

Although he also had the idea of abandoning his soldiers and protecting his car at that time, these soldiers infected with the plague had no trouble since dongjinlin's shouting.

They stayed quietly in the isolation area, and doctor song obviously felt that the condition was under control. At least the dead didn't die so much and so fast as before.

Everything is moving in a good direction.

With everyone's concerted efforts, things have reached this point. Even a man of stone heart can't bear the idea of killing all those plague patients to preserve the overall situation at this time.

After all, it's not their fault to get the plague!

If there is a choice, who wants to be infected?

Their illness has been unfortunate. What right do they have to take their lives?!

"Marshal!" Liu Cheng snapped. The whole person's face was completely cold, and the smile on his face was gone. "I think you're old and confused! If you don't want to be marshal, you should get rid of the armour and return to the field as soon as possible and come back to work!"

The marshal stood there with his fists in his hands and bit his back teeth with forbearance.

Liu Cheng's slender snake like eyes narrowed and stared at the Marshal's old but still body.

After a long time, there was a low smile from his nose, "OK, the marshal is tired. Go back and have a rest first."

He waved lazily.

The marshal felt a little relieved, saluted, turned and left.

As soon as the marshal left, Liu Cheng suddenly got up. He didn't look at the dancing beauties. He turned and left in a hurry.

The rest of his subordinates, who arranged dancers for him, stood in place at a loss. I didn't know whether these dancers were looking for something out of order today, which made adults' appetite hesitate.

After Liu Cheng left, he hurried back to his bedroom.

As soon as the door was closed, Liu Cheng was completely different from the arrogance outside just now. All the expressions on his face were clean, leaving only a face without fluctuation like a puppet.

"Master."

Liu Cheng called respectfully.

It was broad daylight, but the doors and windows of Liu Cheng's bedroom were closed so that no light could penetrate.

So that it was day, but there was a sense of gloom and coldness in the room.

And where he is now facing, there is a man standing there, his back to him, covered in a black robe.

"Did the man... Catch it?"

As soon as the man opened his mouth, his voice was like being pulled by a saw. It was broken and low Ge. It was like coming to hell, with a trace of malice in the cold.

"No," replied Liu Cheng Muran.

As soon as he said this, his black robe slapped him in the face!

Liu Cheng was beaten back a few steps in a hurry, and a blood stain spilled from the corner of his mouth.

But his face was still as dull as before. He was severely slapped, and his eyebrows didn't shake. It was clear that several clear finger prints had been scratched on one side of his cheek.

"Useless thing!" black robed low GE's ugly voice seemed to be released after being chewed by wild animals from the depths of his throat.

"Master, I suspect that the old thing of the marshal doesn't cooperate on purpose. He even keeps a pile of plague patients in the barracks. It means dongjinlin." Liu Cheng's Muran voice continued.

Black robe paused for a moment and waved his hand, "I just want dongjinlin, and other troubles will make them disappear."