Unbridled Medical Expert Consort: Demon Prince, Be Good

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"Zi Qing! Ziqing!"

Opening the bead curtain, Nangong Qing went straight in, and the rich smell of medicine in the air rushed to the surface, so that he could not help but frown. Did Nalan’s night injury have not recovered? Otherwise this smell...

In front of the scene, let Nangong Qing kneel on the spot.

A large wooden barrel in the bedroom, white smoke appeared, Nalan night soaked in a bucket of black water, seems to be healing. Hearing the movement, he seemed to have expected it for a long time. His face did not change. He only turned his head and looked at Nangong Qing. His eyes were cold and sharp.

"You... son Qing..." I didn't think Nalan was taking a shower in the night, and it seemed to be in the medicated bath. Nangong Qing was there for a moment, and his face was full of sorrow.

"Look enough? If you see enough, go out." Nalan night suddenly opened, cold road.

When the face trembled, Nangong Qingqi laughed twice and turned his back: "Then I will go out first, you will wash me and call me. Hehe... I have something very important to tell you, I am waiting for you outside."

After he finished, he quickly picked up the bead curtain and went out. He listened to the crisp sound of the green beading behind him. He was particularly unhappy. He walked into the hall in three steps and made a two-step brisk walk. He suddenly saw Yongan coming in. It is.

"Hey, Yongan, I... I really don't know that the child is taking a shower." Nangong Qing face color, the first time so uncomfortable.

If it was before, he would never have been like this. He and Nalan’s nights were inconsistent. Don’t say that he was taking a shower. Even if they were together, they wouldn’t have had it. Just now... When he saw Nalan’s night, he felt guilty. He always felt that his eyes were wrong. The deep emotions had a feeling of strangeness and alienation, which made him a little embarrassed.

A face of defense, Yongan received the sword back to the sheath, step by step: "Wang Ye is healing, His Royal Highness, this is all thanks to His Majesty! If the Queen is not kind and soft, I want to make friends with you, willing to let go of the grudge, the result陛 陛 却 却 却 却 却 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王 王

The voice is full of hate, Yongan Chaonan Palace is near, and bites his teeth: "Wang Ye is like this now, it is all your harm! Your Royal Highness, you said, should I avenge the lord and kill you?"

"Yong'an you..." Nangong Qing's face changed, and immediately put on a parry action: "You don't want to be excited. I know that Ziqing is hurting because of me. I am sorry, I am willing to compensate him for all the losses..."

"Can you afford it? Not only the wounds of our princes, but also our princes! You are killed by your father and son. Is your Nangong family so loyal to the prince? I..."

"Yongan!"

Awkwardly, a low voice stopped Yong'an's words. The two turned back and saw Nalan night wearing a black robes, and the wet black hair came out. He was not good-looking, and his face was swept away on Yongan. The latter immediately turned his head and went back two steps. He looked at Nan Gongqing again, and the latter also had a tight heart and didn't even know what to say.

"Yong'an, you go out first."

"Wang Ye..."

Looking at Nalan’s face without a trace of expression, I can’t let it go, Yongan’s respectful salute, and then retired. Before leaving, he also took a look at Nangong Qing and warned him not to talk indiscriminately.

Then there was a silence. Nangong Qing looked at Nalan Night. The latter had already sat in the main position of the hall, looking at the outside without saying a word, as if he did not exist at all. I really want to say something, but Nalan’s night’s rejection of a thousand miles away makes Nangong’s engine tense.

Silence is like air, spread in the hall, the atmosphere begins to become more and more dignified. Nangong Qing only feels stiff and thinks that Nalan’s night is going to be said. As a result, a whole tea time has passed, and he has not changed his sitting position. It seems that the whole person is already petrified.

Nangong Qing can't sit still. He still has important things to say. Turning his head, he finally has the courage to look at Nalan's night and cough: "Zi Qing, I..."

"I have decided……"

Unexpectedly, the two even opened at the same time, Nangong Qing immediately stopped, who knows that Nalan night also turned his head and looked at him, four eyes, a pair of black scorpion actually took Sen cold murder, Nan Gongqing The heart sank and suddenly it was cold.

This murderous is like the essence, the clear stimulation of his pores shrinking, Nangong Qing seems to feel what it is, this former friend, really wants to kill. Fortunately, I didn't want to kill him.

"Zi Qing, are you okay?" Nan Gong Qing tried to force himself to suppress this kind of guilty emotions and pretend to be a okay person: "Hey... what you just said, you say, I listen."

"You say, I listen." Nalan’s faint road in the night didn’t even look at him.

"Oh, that's good." No time to worry about Nalan's night attitude, Nangong Qing just wanted to say this quickly, hoping to attract his attention, not to be as skeptical as his father, but also question his actions.

Looking at Nalan’s night, Nangong’s engine said: “This is the case. I just received the news from Luo’s girl and said...”

"What do you say?" Nalan’s eyes were as bright as electricity, and he stared straight at Nangong Qing.

The eyes that were looked at by this look were uncomfortable. Nan Gongqing felt very surprised when he looked at Nalan’s night and was suddenly interrupted by him. Because Nalan’s eyes and expressions were full of emotions, although he could not see what it was, he was also scared by this look.

The subtle scorpion suddenly burst out of the fine light, as if the flame of the explosion, the burning Nangong Qing was shocked. He didn't understand why, he just started to open his head, how to make Nalan night so excited.

Daddy, he suddenly reacted, Luo Qingying, must have mentioned Luo Qingyi. Nalan night because she still hates, so the reaction is so strong, I am afraid that he will turn his face again? and……

At this moment, Nan Gongqing thought a lot.

He even had some contact with Luo Qingying in the private night, although Luo Qingyi still sent messages to him through the secrets, but Nangong Qingzhi knows whether Luo Lanyi said to Nalan Night. what? If there is, why should Luo Qingying let him inform Nalan again, does that prove that she does not trust him? Just trying to test him?

That medicine...

Suddenly remembered this, Nangong rushed to the emptiness, is it that Nalan night knew that Luo Qingyi gave him a healing medicine, but he did not mention it, so he guessed that he had deducted himself. So, Nalan Night Club thinks about him like this?

"Zi Qing, I..." Nan Gong Qing was so confused that he couldn’t go any further.

"Don't you say that?" Nalan swept a cold night and said: "If this is the case, then I will say it."

His voice became gloomy, with a strong depression, as if the thick clouds were convoluted with lightning, and he would kneel down at any time. "After a while, you better not go into the palace. If something happens to you, it will not Well, during the time of Prince Edward, you can take advantage of the opportunity to draw some courtiers. Maybe you will soon be enthroned. When they have them to support you, the political affairs will not be chaotic."

"Do you understand?" After he finished, he retracted his eyes indifferently.

As if I heard something in the quiet room, Nangong Qing couldn't believe what I heard. Nalan Night... What did he say? He told himself not to enter the palace, what would affect him? Is it... forced to the palace? !

The eyelids suddenly shrank, and Nangong lost his voice: "Zi Qing, what do you want to do?"

A sneer, but so cold, without a trace of fire. Nalan’s tea squatting at the end of the night, uncovering the lid and licking it, took a sip of tea, and said that it’s not too slow: “If you think, since you guessed it, that’s it. Look at our friendship. For one part, I will not steal the throne of your Nangong family. But Xichudi...hehe, he has been sitting in this position for too long, and it’s not suitable for a long time. You need to change it."

"Nalan night, are you crazy?"

Nangong Qing finally couldn’t listen to it. Just now he was hesitant and worried about throwing it into the clouds. He stood up and glared at him: "You want to start with my father? Do you know that this is rebellion? You have so many people. I am very loyal to you, but as long as you take this step, it will become an eternal sinner, and his reputation will be lost! I don’t want any throne, as long as you calm down..."

"Calm? Hehe... I don't have any time to be more calm than I am now."

Junyi’s face became cloudy, Nalan’s voice was peaceful, but the eyes contained deep hatred, as if Shura was out of hell, one word and one sentence: “If not five years ago, I defeated North Vietnam, West Chu can have today? I do not want to be suspected of his suspicion, so take the initiative to hand over military power, when his idle prince, but how is he against me?"

"Namiya Qing, I don't want to argue with you any more. I will not change things that have already been decided. Just because of the things he did to the youth, you can't forgive! If you don't kill Xichu, I will live in Nalan's life. I will not be reconciled. If you do not want to inherit the throne, then you will stay, if you want to go back and ventilate, hehe..."

A gloomy smile, Nalan's night slap in the palm of his hand, the long sword on the table suddenly jumped to the air, he grasped the hilt, slammed out the long sword frame on the neck of Nangong, the other hand grabbed The falling scabbard. The sleeves are swaying between the movements, and the posture is agile and flowing, and the speed is almost invisible.

When Nangong Qing reacted, he only felt that his neck was cold, and his stiff movement did not dare to move. Nalan’s long-sworded sword was blown off, and he would have a hole in his body.

"Promise, still not agree!"

"you……"

Nangong’s shuangshuang’s roundness never imagined that one day he would meet Nalan’s night.

Why did you get to this step, who is wrong?

The face is Shen Su, the lips are lightly hooked, and Nalan’s night sword is on Nangong’s neck: “Promise, the king will let you go back and prepare everything. If you don’t agree, then you will stay here. Wait for the king to kill the West. Chudi, come back to ask you."