The Rebirth of the Violent Concubine: The Bright Moon Shields the West Building

Beckoning, calling the name of the person, an ordinary person will behave like calling a dog, but if the prince does this action, it will not give people such a feeling. The smile on the Prince's face was gentle, and his voice was gentle. Don't look at Zhao Lingyun's upset now, but when His Royal Highness called this out, he had to go forward obediently, half-kneeling by the bed, and let His Royal Highness touch him. Dog head.

"You didn't go home," Fu Wang said from the side: "Zhao Da, did you come to the palace to intercede for the king?"

This guy has a big face. Zhao Lingyun rolled his eyes at King Fu angrily. You were beaten to death. Lord, I will only clap and applaud. Will the Lord beg for you?

"Why are you here?" The prince also asked at this time.

Zhao Lingyun bitterly, "I've come to ask for medicine, but there is no such medicine there anymore."

"Oh?" said the prince: "what kind of medicine is it?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Hualu Shengji Pills."

Prince: "What?"

Hearing this question from His Royal Highness, Zhao Lingyun knew about it. The prince didn't know the medicine, so Donggong couldn't have this medicine.

"Flower dew," Fu Wang said, "It sounds like something a woman uses."

Master Zhao thought so at first, but now he won't admit it, because how could he agree with the idea of ​​a fool like Fu Wang?

"Brother, look at the wound on my face," Fu Wang leaned to the bed and let the prince look at his face.

Fu Wang’s nose is a bit swollen now, and a small piece of skin is still torn under his right eyelid. After Zhao Lingyun took a closer look at Fu Wang’s face, he was taken aback. He hit his fist with his nose. Why did he hit his eyes?

The prince asked: "Does it hurt?"

As soon as King Fu was about to complain to his brother, Zhao Lingyun raised his hand to push this person back, and said, "Okay, okay, it's just a matter of breaking the skin. What kind of pity do you put on your Highness here? You want it? I really want to pretend, you take off your pants and let your highness look at your poor ass."

"Your Majesty, it's okay," After yelling with the Fu Wang, Mr. Zhao turned his head to relieve the prince and said, "The **** is thick and fleshy, and it will grow again after it is broken. You see, the lord is still alive and kicking now, no one needs to carry it. Then he is really fine."

"I..." Fu Wang refused, he was really upset, his **** was hurting fiercely now.

Zhao Lingyun turned his head and stared at Fu Wang fiercely. Do you think your prince is not worried enough? You see how he is panting now, are you embarrassed?

The prince laughed, but immediately coughed.

"Don't," Zhao Lingyun shouted hurriedly: "His Royal Highness, don't laugh, your heart is calm, your heart is calm."

The prince waved his hand, coughing, and said: "Xiaofuqi's **** was shown to him by the imperial doctor, already, it has already been taken."

Zhao Lingyun: "Then he won't be more okay? Your Highness, don't worry about him, what can he do?"

"What did you do in Tushan Palace last night?" the prince asked.

"I said, Zhao Jiaxian'er is going to kill me," Fu Wang shouted.

The prince looked at Zhao Lingyun.

Zhao Lingyun: "Zhao Fake Xian'er just said a word, so many of us, how can we really let him succeed? Does he think this is Tushan? He is used to him! Your Highness, it's okay, it's okay, Don't worry, there is a saint, that fake fairy can't be a demon."

Prince: "Isn't there an assassin?"

Zhao Lingyun will see King Fu right away, did you tell your brother about this too? Your prince is sick, so it's wise to worry less, don't you understand this?

Fu Wang shook his head at Zhao Lingyun in a hurry, he absolutely didn't say this!

The prince patted Zhao Lingyun's hand on the edge of the bed, and whispered: "Tell me about the assassin."

"Brother!" Fu Wang shouted.

The prince raised his eyes to look at King Fu. His eyes were still gentle, but King Fu just didn't say anything.

When he was dying, Master Zhao was upset. One or two people asked him about the assassin, but he didn't know anything! He couldn't save that little assassin. He still doesn't know what is the name of the kid.

"You speak," Fu Wang also urged Zhao Lingyun.

If only King Fu is here, Zhao Lingyun can be so annoyed to fight with King Fu again, but now he is facing the prince, what should he do? Master Zhao had to deal with what he said to the sage, and then take it out to deal with the prince.

"Really?" Fuwang asked.

Zhao Lingyun: "I guessed it."

Zhao Lingyun's nonsense, the prince only smiled, and said: "It's not enough."

"Brother, are you still speaking for the fake fairy?" Fu Wang wanted to jump his feet.

"Don't you," Zhao Lingyun hurriedly stopped the Fu Wang, you are arguing with the prince, are you afraid that your old man will beat you again?

"You guessed what you said?" Being stopped and hugged by Zhao Lingyun, King Fu yelled at Zhao Lingyun: "You should say that you have evidence. Zhao Lingxiao is not a good person."

I want evidence. I won’t go to the capital’s office to file a complaint. Am I here to play with you? Master Zhao didn't bother to talk to King Fu.

Seeing that these two were about to fight, the prince couldn't help but sit up and persuade him to fight. At this moment, Liu Bao led a team of eunuchs into the side hall.

"The Holy Master asked His Royal Highness to go back to the East Palace to have a good life and recuperate," Liu Bao told his master.

"My father can't come?" Fu Wang asked.

"Don't talk nonsense," the prince shook his head at King Fu. How can there be any reason for the father to see his son?

The prince was supported by the two eunuchs on the shoulders, and everyone was out of the side hall. The prince stopped the **** who raised the shoulders, beckoned Zhao Lingyun to come forward, and asked in a low voice: "There is no Hualu Shengjiwan, that Is the patient hopeless?"

Zhao Lingyun nodded.

"Oh," the prince sighed, "Who is it?"

Zhao Lingyun moved forward again and whispered to the prince: "It's the assassin who wanted to kill Zhao Lingyun last night. It's a kid."

The prince's eyes widened slightly, but immediately his expression returned to normal, "Is there no other medicine available?" the prince asked Zhao Lingyun.

"I don't know," Zhao Lingyun said, "it may be, but the doctor doesn't know, and I have nowhere to find him."

The prince was silent for a moment, and said to Zhao Lingyun: "If it is not possible, then it is good to bury the child. I hope he will be a good person in the next life."

"Hey, yes," Zhao Lingyun agreed in one bite.

The prince patted the armrest of his shoulder, while confessing to Zhao Lingyun: "No matter what the result is, you will let me know."

Zhao Lingyun: "Yes."

The **** who raised his shoulders began to walk forward. The prince was sick and could not withstand bumps, so the two eunuchs walked cautiously and did not dare to walk fast.

King Fu stood in front of the door of the side hall, watching the prince and his party walk away, and then tilted his head to look at the main hall.

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Lingyun said, "Do you still expect the Holy Master to stand at the gate of the temple and watch His Highness go? The Holy Master can do this?"

Fu Wang bulged his cheeks, his face was dissatisfied, "He is protecting the fake fairy!"

Zhao Lingyun: "..."

What did the Holy Spirit do to give you this misunderstanding?