Immortal Voices

The Lantern Festival is the night of the second day. After Rong Xian rested in the restaurant for one night, she went out with a medicine box in the early morning the next day to see a doctor.

The impatient gesture made Su Xuan and others smile with a bitter smile. They always knew that His Majesty wanted to be a doctor, but it was a surprise to go out and see a doctor.

Yizhu hurried to follow up, a few people in Huayuan hide in the dark to protect.

One after another on the street has been **** lanterns on trees or stalls, all kinds of pretty pretty.

Rong Xian watched as she walked, her eyes curious and rejoicing, her brow corners were filled with natural joy and ease, and she seemed to be impressed at first sight, like the worldly Miss Qian Jin, who was raised by a noble family.

The Chonghe and Ning Sanjian hanging behind Rong Xian also gradually relaxed, but they occasionally looked at Rong Xian a little more tangled.

"I think Emperor Rong Yue is the emperor who is least like the emperor." Ning Sanjian said.

Chonghe Meiyu was indifferent, and he said in a calm tone: "Think about the performance of Emperor Xun on the day of the throne, don't be fooled by the performance."

Ning Sanjian smiled and said, "But I think Emperor Yun looks like her now."

It seemed to be noticed that someone was looking at her, and the girl walking in the crowd carrying a medicine chest in the distance turned back, and accurately matched Ning Sanjian's eyes.

When she saw an acquaintance, she was surprised, then her eyebrows were bent, her smile was warm as the winter sun, and her eyes seemed to contain thousands of scenery, which made her stop.

Ning Sanjian stunned, and rushed towards Chonghe like a wandering soul: "This **** is also very good-looking."

Ning Sanjian: I give you all my heart, and I laugh all the time.

Chonghe: "..."

Chonghe rubbed his forehead helplessly, thinking about it, and said, "Three swords, do you remember when Emperor Xun was assassinated during the Rongguo dinner?"

After waiting for Ning Sanjian to answer, Chonghe asked himself and replied, "Of course you haven't forgotten, after all, the sword qi that Emperor Emperor suddenly burst out at the time, but you can't move at all, even the sword in your hand almost backed the Lord. "

Ning Sanjian came back abruptly and hugged the sword in his arms. He never dared to look at Rong Xian again, lest the sword would not want him.

"Yeah, leaning on bamboo, I seem to have found a cute little thing?" Rong Xian's tone suddenly excited in the crowd.

"A sword repair can't resist the beauty, and the mind is not very firm ~" Aura-like tone, "It's so interesting ~"

Yizhu asked with a serious face, "Are you going to pass him on?"

Rong Xian said profoundly: "Not in use for the time being, but you can't scare him, there will always be opportunities."

She turned her gaze, looked at the medical hall to the right, and walked in.

I don't know how Rong Xian told his family. Within less than a cup of tea, the family had invited Rong Xian with a smile on his face at the medical center today.

As time passed, Chonghe and Ning Sanjian sat on the teahouse in the distance and looked a little dull. They looked at Rong Xian with a smile and treated each patient with affection. The gentle attitude was just shining.

Ning Sanjian: "Chonghe, I think His Majesty's temper is very good and kind, and I suddenly want to go to Rongguo Palace to worship and protect her."

"..." The blue tendons in the forehead of Chonghe jumped, and he couldn't help cursing: Mom's mental retardation.

Emperor Yun now looks good-tempered, but that's because you didn't touch her bottom line.

When the dinner was assassinated, she blinked the assassin without blinking, and the blood was so stagnant that she could not change her color.

Without the opening of the Five Elements mystery, Rong Guo's army is still advancing towards Bei Zhao at this time, and the two countries cannot enter into a relationship.

If Emperor Yundi's temper was really good, he would have ceased fighting with Bei Zhao long ago, instead of fighting indifferently. We must know that at least 1,000 people will die in every war.

Chonghe was too lazy to care about the superficial appearance of Ning Sanjian. He took a cup of tea and drank slowly, watching Ning Sanjian there stupidly without any brotherhood.

Night fell, and the moon was as cold as water.

The town was annoyed abnormally, and the lantern festival began.

Rong Xian stood in the medical hall, packing things in a hurry, leaning against the bamboo and beating.

Dongjia reluctantly said, "Is Doctor Rong really not coming tomorrow?"

Rong Xian put the porcelain bottle in the medicine box, took the cloth wrapped with silver needles handed by Yizhu, put it in, and closed the lid gently. Then he whispered softly: "I'm going to travel elsewhere tomorrow Thank you for your willingness to let me see you here today. "

Dong Shan's friendly smile said: "Doctor Rong must not say so, with you, the business of the medical museum today is also very good. And Dr. Rong is kind and admirable."

Rong Xian smiled unwillingly, backed up the medicine box, and resigned towards the owner: "It's getting late, I'll leave first."

The owner nodded, as if thinking of something, said enthusiastically: "Today is the Lantern Festival. Doctor Rong can take a good look. There are many beautiful lanterns in town today every year."

Rong Xian's eyes were bent and she smiled and said, "Okay, I'll see if I go out."

Under the eyes of Dongjia's comfort, Rong Xian walked out of the medical hall with Yizhu.

In the eyes is a little bit of stars, like the beautiful pictures of thousands of lights and countless bright stars.

Walking in the bustling streets makes people inexplicably stroll among the stars.

A fascination flashed through Bamboo's eyes and asked, "Doctor Rong, this is the first time I've seen such a scene. Do you think it's beautiful?"

Rong Xian's eyes reflected the dazzling star, shining brightly, and then she looked back seriously: "The workmanship is very rough."

Yi Zhu was immediately stunned back, Bai Shi and others who followed him secretly looked overwhelmed, and the familiar helpless climbed up to the cheek.

Upstairs not far away, they have been paying close attention to Rong Xian's two people almost spraying tea from their mouths.

Ning Sanjian: Cute, want to hug.

Chonghe: "..." This low emotional intelligence is no one.

Beside Rong Xian, a wealthy son in a robe was able to laugh when he heard the conversation between Rong Xian and Yizhu.

He lifted the bright lantern in his hand and placed it in front of Rong Xian, smiling in a tone: "Does the girl feel that the lantern work in the lower hand is rough?"

Rong Xian glanced down at her eyes, and there were a lot of resentments on the lantern, her eyes suddenly flashed, she was full of admiration: "Human skin is not only rough, but rather creative."

In the unbelievable eyes of your son, she slowly said, "It seems that I have good luck, and I met a man who has a special hobby."

The fingertips under her long sleeves bounced, and three silver needles pierced into the body of the nobleman at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and instantly repaired him.

Then, she sighed towards the nobleman and sighed the stars, sighing: "Mr. Su, send someone to the government. It's a little unpleasant to kill someone in Rongguo.

Without waiting for the nobleman to come back to him, a gray shadow with a faceless mask suddenly appeared beside him. He reached up and quickly disappeared.