Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

Imperial court? little prince? Medicine King Valley?

Could it be that Xiaotuanzi is the youngest son of the empress poisoned?

Su Qingluo listened attentively to the little kingfisher's narration, and hugged the soft and cute arms in her bosom, tightening involuntarily, feeling distressed.

In the struggle for imperial power, the youngest son is so innocent.

An ignorant and ignorant child will suffer from illness for a long time when he is born.

Even so, those people still refused to let him go. As soon as he left the palace, he lost the protection of his parents and was assassinated immediately.

"Where is the Medicine King Valley?"

Inseparable for a moment, raising the clingy little toddler for three days, Su Qingluo had to admit that Xiaotuanzi already had a certain weight in her heart.

She didn't want the little toddler who she worked so hard to cure to continue to suffer from toxins.

Fortunately, there is the Valley of the Medicine King. Since the master of the immortal sect had made a fortune, the turning point of Xiao Tuanzi's fate was in the Valley of the Medicine King. The genius doctor in the valley should be able to cure his illness.

"Go straight down the Weishui River, pass through Woniu Village, and walk another three hundred miles to arrive."

The little kingfisher has a different idea from the little master, and disdains the so-called master of the immortal sect very much.

In this world, is there any genius doctor whose medical skills can compare with the little master.

Since he had already figured out that the nobleman destined by the little prince was in the southeast, why couldn't he figure out that the real genius doctor who saved the world was in Woniu Village.

"Three hundred miles, it's not too far. Hurry up and get there in two days. It won't delay the treatment."

Su Qingluo was not as thoughtful as Little Kingfisher, and she was only thinking of Xiaotuanzi.

After three days of treatment, Xiaotuanzi's condition has been relieved a lot. If the genius doctor of Yaowanggu continues to treat him according to this method, after a year or so, there is hope that the toxin will be completely expelled and he will be cured.

"Master, the woman instructed the county magistrate to report to the capital city and ask for reinforcements. The capital is not far from Mingshui County, only two hundred miles away. After receiving the news, someone from the imperial court will come the day after tomorrow at the latest."

The little kingfisher was not interested in Yaowanggu, and continued to tell the information he was interested in.

Su Qingluo had a keen mind. He frowned when he heard the words, and said softly: "Yin'er, be vigilant these two days, and guard the hospital secretly to protect the woman. She is the only witness who can identify the murderer. Will stay alive."

The little kingfisher felt the same: "Master's thinking is the same as that woman's. She doesn't want to go home with you, but she doesn't want to drag you down."

"She has already ordered Mingshui county magistrate to secretly search for a young child who is the same age as the little prince and send it to the hospital, claiming that the little prince, like her, was seriously injured in the assassination and fell into a coma."

"Alas."

Su Qingluo's eyes dimmed, and he sighed sadly, noncommittal to the woman's actions: "She is only thinking of the little prince, and her loyalty is commendable, but in this way, another child will be put in danger."

"Master, don't worry, I will try my best to protect the child."

The little kingfisher is connected with the master's heart and mind, clearly sensing her worry, holding her proud little head up, and volunteering to share her worries.

Su Qing felt relieved: "Please, Yin'er, I have to take care of Xiaotuanzi, I can't afford to be distracted."

"Yeah, master, don't worry, I'll go and see where the county magistrate found the child."

The little kingfisher had a new goal, not to mention how excited it was, flapped its delicate little wings a few times, and flew away.

Yin'er, it's great to have you here!

Su Qingluo hugged the ignorant little dumpling in her arms, sniffing the little milk fragrance that only belonged to children, her heart felt soft.