Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife

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In the palace of Qiankun in the palace, Tianwu Emperor held the file, and asked the Qintian supervisor in front of him: "Isn't it said that Fengxing was in the early days, how is the star trend now?"

The supervisor replied solemnly: "Feng Xing has entered the capital city, the star is getting brighter, and walking slowly in the phoenix track. If there is no change within ten years, you can enter the main position."

The supervisor said that the sound of the back is getting weaker, and the new Fengxing enters the main position, which means that the original Fengxing will give up the position. The phoenix corresponding to this new Fengxing is not the Tianwu Emperor, but the new owner.

The new master is enthroned, the old emperor... is in danger.

Tianwu Emperor nodded. "The old and the sick are the reincarnation of life. You are not afraid of death. I just want to spend a few more years, so I can lay a smooth road for the child... Go on."

"Yes." Supervisor retired.

Tianwu Emperor put down his file, and whispered to himself: "Hey, don't know if there is any skill in the gimmick you choose. If a phoenix can kill her, I can't make a big deal."

Suddenly there was a wind, and Tian Wudi waved his hand and retired to the palace. Until only one person was left in the Qiankun Hall, a figure flashed between the halls.

"Your Majesty." The man slammed on one knee and said: "Feng Xiang entered the palace."

Tianwu Emperor frowned and angered. "I don't know what to do! It's not enough to have a child. Do you really want his eldest daughter to climb the phoenix? Hey! Look at it, how big is his chosen third child?" Breath!"

With another wave, the dark guard disappeared.

"Come on!" Tianwu Emperor stood up and "swinged the cold palace!"

This is the thirty-sixth month of the Tianwu Emperor's visit to the Han Dynasty. Every time he remembers clearly, every time he comes back, he will draw one on the pillars of the Showa Sleeping Hall.

Along the way, Emperor Wu of Heaven sat on the car and held his head with his hand, asking the big **** Zhang Yuan of the side: "You said, will this cloud see you?"

Zhang Yuan wiped a cold sweat that was suddenly felt on the forehead and replied: "The emperor, look at it!"

Snapped!

Tianwu Emperor slaps on Zhang Yuan’s head: "It’s really courageous! You can’t hope to be a little better?”

Zhang Yuan is very wronged: "How can the slaves not look forward to the emperor's good! The slaves can't wait for the door of the cold palace to open to the emperor every day. You can't know if you are a slut, how many years have passed, she gave you Have you ever opened the door?"

"In case this broke the case?"

"So the slaves said that they have to look at their lives!" Zhang Yuan said while counting his fingers: "You have been filled with seven pillars in the Showa Hall, and now the eighth is being drawn. This is all in the autumn, and I want to come. It’s almost full...”

Snapped!

It was a slap in the face.

Zhang Yuan held his head and said: "The emperor, if you are a stupid slave, you will not be able to serve you."

"That will call Zhang Guang back!"

"Oh, the emperor! You have to call the master of the minion, and there is no one waiting for the head of the nine."

Tianwu snorted and took a look at Zhang Yuan. "Then stay for a few more days, and wait until one day you can't get up, and see what else you have."

Zhang Yuanzhen is clever, and he quickly stated: "No matter where you are, the slaves follow."

Tianwu was hard to be laughed at by this slave, but when the car was close to the moon palace, his face sank again.

"If you don't want to go," Tianwu began to hesitate.

I want to come to Zhang Yuan, I have been used to Tianwu for a long time. I don’t call the sedan. I only habitually persuaded him: "Try it, just let it go."

Tianwu nodded. "Try it."

It turns out that there is no such thing. The gates of the Moon Palace have been closed for many years, no matter how many times Zhang Yuan went forward, the little palace ladies inside only answered one sentence: "The Yunxiao Niangniang said, but the Emperor is not seen."

Zhang Yuan was gone, and he could only return to the emperor to spread his hands: "The emperor, the pillars of the Zhao Zhaohe Temple are much more."

Tianwu was not discouraged, and directed the **** of the sedan: "Go west! Go around the moon."

The vigorous **** carried the car and went to the platform. There was a small door. Tianwu remembered that there were no guards here. If he could act carefully, he would not disturb the darkness of the palace. Wei, you can go in.

He got off the sedan in front of the small door, screened back everyone, and went to the door alone. Sure enough, no one is guarding today, Tianwu is rejoicing, and he is ready to push the door inside, but suddenly a white figure emerges from the inside.

He stepped back and sank his face.

"Hey! You know who you are stopping?"

The white figure stood and stood, it was a cold-faced woman, holding a sword in her hand and looking at Tianwu Emperor with no expression.

"emperor."

"I know that you are the emperor, do you dare to stop?"

"Please sin the emperor. Only obey the maiden maiden in the next one. If the emperor is hard, he can only step on the corpse underneath."

Tianwu defeated.

He can't be hard, he is confident that his dark guard is much stronger than the girls in the Moon Palace. But he also knows that once he is jealous, he is afraid that he will not just see him. He can endure the eternal life of a loved one, but he cannot bear to be enemies.

"But it." He waved his hand and sat down on the sedan. "You said to Yun Yun, let her take care of her body. If one day I figured it out, I wanted to see it. Even if I have already reached the grave, I will definitely She climbed up again." After this, the Tianwu Emperor, who was still fascinated, was instantly ten years old, and the old man rushed to the body, and the old state was full.

"The emperor." Seeing Tianwu to go, the white woman's dark guard called him, and then said: "The goddess has something to bring to you."

"Oh?" Tianwu’s spirit recovered and he leaned forward and asked in a hurry: "What does she want to say to her?"

The woman in white answered: "The Niangniang said that His Royal Highness has a good eye, but she can only help here."

Tianwu stunned a bit, and then he said: "It was not the same as the same." Luo Yi once again covered his heart, and raised his hand, the car was turned. "Go back and talk to your niece, as long as she is happy, she must do whatever she wants. The nursery will be well guarded, even with the hoe."

After the words were finished, the car was moving forward, and after a while, it left the scope of the Moon Palace.

Zhang Yuan didn't talk anymore on the way. He knew that the emperor needed quiet at this time. This kind of silence will continue until tomorrow morning to return to normal.

After half an hour, Xinlan Palace

Guibu Bubai Ping was scooping up a spoonful of spices in the stove. There was a **** around her who was reporting: "The emperor went to the moon palace again, and Yunxiao still didn't see it."

Step by step, Bai Baiping shrugged and smiled. "Oh, the emperor, I like the grapes that I can't eat. The clouds are just tempering his temper. I have been holding on for so many years."

The **** also followed: "The emperor waited for so many years, and the slaves only saw it, and the cloud was not a few years old."

“Hey!” Step Baiping suddenly snorted and threw all the boxes of spices in his hands into the stove. For a moment, the aroma was full of people, and people were faint.

There was a small palace girl who hurried to pick up the incense burner. Step by step Bai Ping walked back to the dormitory and sat down in front of the couch. "Have she had a good life? For more than seven years, the emperor still has a special interest in her. This harem is almost a cold palace. After seven years, he will not see him. He will not enter the harem for seven years. This is Keeping clean for the clouds!"

On the early morning of this day, Feng Yu picked up very early, changed into a neat and close-fitting dress, wore a pair of soft-soled shoes, and began to run around Feng Shengxuan.

Forgetting Sichuan all the way, while running, he asked her strangely: "Can't Miss sleep?" Asked and looked up at the sky, "It was just bright."

Feng Yuxi told her: "I will run out at this time in the future, run around the same life for five laps, and then do a series of gravity training. I will train this muscles quickly."

Forgetting Sichuan is sighing at such a big sneak peek, five laps! Miss Two, this is the rhythm of running to death. However, if you think about it, the original intention is good. It is not a bad thing to strengthen your body. The second lady will have martial arts. If he can improve his internal strength, he will have another point in the future when he will face the crisis of life and death. grasp.

Then he no longer persuaded, just told Feng Yuxi: "The slaves will accompany the young lady every day."

Feng Yu did not refuse, and it is always good to practice. While running and thinking about Zirui, I couldn’t help but ask for a forgotten Sichuan. "When is Huang Quan training his son?"

Forgot to answer: "It’s half an hour before you get up."

"Oh..." She was a little worried, "Is the son of Rui?"

"Every day, the two young masters take the initiative to wake up Huang Quan. The one who can't get up is Huang Quan..."

Ok, Feng Yuxi is proud of Zirui’s progress.

"What does gravity training mean by the lady?" Forgetting Sichuan does not quite understand the terms that Feng Yuxi said.

This question Feng Yuxi did not have a positive answer, but after running a circle, I did not know where to change out two sandbags tied to the legs, and the next four turns became running with sandbags.

After the end of the five laps, she did not know where to make two strange ropes, tied to the tree, and the two hands alternately pulled and pulled.

Then, from the woods, a large stone was taken in the hand, and one arm was lifted two hundred times, and the two hands alternated.

Leapfrog, supine, abdominal bracing...

A series of strange moves, forgetting Sichuan finally figured out her mother's training plan.

For a whole hour, the synthetic modern time is two hours. Feng Yuxi completed the morning training and told the Forgotten: "The same training night will be repeated once a day, every day. In addition, I only drink water for breakfast. Boiled eggs, beef for lunch and dinner, lean, know?"

Forgetting Sichuan, he nodded while wiping his sweat. "The slaves went to the kitchen." Then he turned and walked, and he saw the entrance of the hospital. Feng Xiangrong was coming to the side with a hoe. "Hey, Miss San is here."