The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort

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Half an hour later, Shangqiu came out of the box, and Nanhuai Wang was waiting at the door, and he handed the hexagram to Nanhuai Wang.

He followed the king of Nanhuai for a long time, and every time he went to the hexagram, Shangqiu would explain it. Therefore, he also had a certain understanding of the sixty-four hexagrams.

But for half an hour, Shangqiu was much older and his side was dyed with white hair. It can be seen that he really spent his energy to spy on the heaven.

"This is where Murong Jie hides. It's very accurate, and, next, he made a hexagram for the future of the prince. The prince may or may not see it." Shangqiu said tiredly, and then handed him another piece of paper.

Nan Huaiwang took the first one, opened it, and hid it in his sleeve.

Then, he looked at the second one, and said indifferently: "No need, I'm destined to be in the sky."

Shangqiu's hand slowly came back and sighed gently, "Since the prince has this confidence, he will not be forced to go down."

He arched his hands, "I'm leaving now, the prince is precious."

"Don't worry, wait for Murong Jie to be caught, and it's not too late for Mr. to leave!"

Shangqiu looked at him, and there was a deep sorrow in his eyes. "My lord, I have assisted the lord for many years. I have no help and no effort. Please lord ..."

King Nanhuai interrupted him and laughed: "What did the sir say? The sir has helped Ben Wang for many years, Ende is like regenerating his parents, and Ben Wang Ding treats Mr. kindly."

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and called in two people, saying: "Send the gentleman back to the room and protect it strictly so as not to be taken advantage of by the thieves."

After he finished, he strode out.

The Dragon King Temple is really a good place to hide. There is indeed a Dragon King Temple in Qingzhou. It is located under the northwest mountain of Qingzhou. There is no people there and it has to turn over a mountain. That night, such heavy rain, they could even turn over with injuries. Blame they can't find it.

He sent people to investigate first. Since Qin Zhou was in Qingzhou, he could not travel with great fanfare before Murongzhen's whereabouts were confirmed.

After two hours, the spyman returned to report, and indeed found someone in the Dragon King Temple.

Nan Huaiwang heard the words, gently bent his fingers, knocked on the table, and then sighed, "Mr. is really a man!"

He stood up and said again: "It's a pity, a pity."

He went out, followed by four people, and pushed open the door of Shangqiu's compartment.

Shangqiu was sitting on a chair, his face as gray as death, his gray eyes slightly raised, actually a hint of irony, "Yes, is there anything wrong with the hexagram?"

"Mr. God is so good, this king admires!" Wang Nanhuai smiled.

"Qin Zhou has arrived in Qingzhou. Even if he knows where the regent is, can the prince retreat?" Shangqiu asked.

"Mr. Don't worry, Ben Wang has his own way." King Nan Huai bowed to Shangqiu and bowed his hands. "In these years, Mr. De's exhausted assistance has been very grateful, and this King's heart is very grateful, and he can't be rewarded. Okay. "The light in Shangqiu's eyes faded away." In the next few years, I would never gossip about myself. If it wasn't for the prince's salvation, I would have died next morning. If someone who has already died, go to gossip again, the death will come, but, after all I could n’t help it. When he started to gossip about the prince, he also put a gossip for himself.

I knew that it was hard to escape the disaster, and the matter was here. What I said next, Wang Ye was afraid that he could not hear it. There was a gossip. In his lower sleeve, after his death, he could take a look. "

Nan Huaiwang smiled slightly, "What does the sir say? The sir will live for a hundred years."

He turned around and went out.

The door closed gently. He stood in front of the gallery and watched a rose growing out of the corner. It opened very delicately, like a touch of red blood.

There was a murmur in the room, and then there was no more silence.

The door of the room opened, and I saw a pool of red blood winding on the ground, and Shangqiu died painlessly. His eyes were closed. His face was a little bit paler, like he was asleep, obviously he was ready to go. Ready to die.

He stood at the door and bowed to the corpse. "Sir go."

Under my eyes, I felt some slight sadness, and when I turned around, I became determined.

More than thirty people, dressed as rich family members, left the house before and after the break.

Nan Huai Wang pretended to be a wealthy businessman, got on a sedan chair, and was carried by four bearers, heading northwest.

In the city, there are a large number of people surveying nearby shops and houses.

Nan Huaiwang gently put down the curtain and closed his eyes, Qin Zhou, but that was it.

In the Dragon King Temple, the rain fell and the sky became clear.

The sunny sunshine shines brightly on the ground, and the world after the rain is like cleaning.

Murong Jie dragged his wounded body, walked around the Dragon King Temple, looked at the terrain, and then seemed to come back in his heart.

"Are we going? The weather is good, they will find it." Zi An asked.

Murong Jie shook his head gently, "No need!"

He asked Zi'an to remove the tent hanging in the Dragon King Temple and tore the wound tightly for him. Then, he moved a lot of large stones outside, then cut the bamboo, inserted a few rows at the door, and looked Somewhat funny.

"What is this?" Zi An looked curious.

"The ancestors used to teach the formation, called bamboo array." Murong Jie clapped his hands, "can resist for a while."

Zi'an was very curious about the facts of his ancestors. "Will she do the same?"

"This is already the simplest formation, she will have some more profound, but only taught me at that time, most of them can only be applied on the battlefield."

Zi An has never thoroughly understood the formation, but, in modern times, he has read some ancient books and military books, knowing that powerful military strategists are good at using formation.

Looking at the bamboo rows and stones, she felt that it was very simple. The road can be seen. How can she block the enemy?

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Murong smiled and said, "You try to go out and come back."

Zi Andao: "Well, just verify that you have learned some skills of your ancestors."

Zi An went out step by step, and it was easy to go out, because from the door, he could see a clear road.

However, when she went out, she could not see the road, only Zhu Chuo Chuo, and large stones entrenched.

This is weird. It is clearly just bamboos inserted in rows. Although it still has branches and leaves, the mystery that can be seen at a glance inside is not really true when it is outside.

Moreover, she saw that the bamboo arrangement was very sparse inside, but outside she saw the airtightness. The stones were like rockery.

She tried to walk in, but everywhere in the jungle, there were stumbling blocks and no way to enter.

"Old Seven!" She called.

There was no movement over there, she could not even see Murong Jie.

Zi An was suspicious at the bottom of her heart. When she was inside just now, she was seeing all the conditions outside. How could she stand outside and see nothing inside? This ... this clearly violates any physical principle.