The reborn medical concubine is not easy to mess with

Xuanyuan Hanyue's words fell into Zheng Minghui's ears, and suddenly a storm arose in the wing room. Time seemed to stand still at a certain moment. Zheng Minghui's body became a little stiff, and suddenly she no longer concealed her identity. She opened her bamboo hat and looked at Xuanyuan Hanyue. She looked directly into his eyes and said word by word: "Your Majesty, you should have known about this young lady's identity a long time ago!"

That familiar face came into Xuanyuan Hanyue's eyes, and he evoked a complicated smile: ": Xiaohui, you have exposed too many flaws. Although I have never met Fu Mingsheng, for Xiaohui, your words, deeds, voice, and smile are all It is clear as day that although you deliberately wore a hat, the smell of your body and your little movements have not escaped my eyes..."

"..." After hearing these remarks, Zheng Minghui fell into deep thought and remained silent.

"Xiaohui, why did you appear in Yuzhou as Fu Mingsheng?" Xuanyuan Hanyue's thin voice came to Zheng Minghui's ears. Every word was true, and every word was heartbreaking, and they all pierced Zheng Minghui's heart.

Hearing these remarks, Zheng Minghui looked up at Xuanyuan Hanyue and said word by word: "I was afraid that Ye Feihua, the second leader of the Blood Yin Sect, was also here. In order to avoid him, I hid my identity..."

Every word fell into Xuanyuan Hanyue's ears. Hearing the name Ye Feihua, the second leader of the Bloodyin Sect, Xuanyuan Hanyue frowned and was silent for a long time before asking: "Xiaohui, who are you and the Bloodyin Sect?" What’s the relationship? What’s the relationship with Ye Feihua?”

His voice was full of doubts and confusion, and his eyes fell on Zheng Minghui, wanting her to tell him the truth of the matter in person.

"Brother Zihan, I am the Saint Liuying of the Blood Yin Sect, and Ye Feihua is my second senior brother..." Zheng Minghui told Xuanyuan Hanyue the whole story, but when he asked her, she didn't want to hide anything from him. …

These remarks fell into the ears of Xuanyuan Hanyue, and his eyes fell on Zheng Minghui. He could know that Xiaohui was a miraculous doctor in the world, but he never expected that for the past five years, he had been sabotaging the plans of various factions to encircle and suppress the Blood Yin Sect. The Holy Girl of the Devil's Cult, the Holy Girl of the Devil's Cult who makes those noble and upright people hate her to the bone, is actually her.

There are rumors in the world that the Saint of the Bloodyin Sect, Liu Ying, is beautiful in the sky, like fishes and geese, and she is a shy flower in the moon. She is smart, proficient in Qimen Dunjia, Five Elements and Bagua, and is good at hidden weapons and various traps. Her intelligence shocked the world, and some people in the world hated her. She is deeply rooted in her bones, but there are also people who admire and love her. There are also people who go to Phoenix Mountain to seek a meeting with the Saint of the Bloodyin Sect. They only hope to see her once, but for many years, no one has seen her true face, and she has always been a mysterious dragon. Measurement……

"Xiao Hui, now, your safety worries me even more. Nowadays, various martial arts sects have suffered heavy casualties and blood flow. Everyone knows that the person who brought trouble to the martial arts is the Saint Liu Ying of the Blood Yin Sect, but that Saint is Xiao Hui. ..." Xuanyuan Hanyue's voice reached Zheng Minghui's ears in small pieces. His eyes fell on Zheng Minghui, and his eyes were full of worries and worries. Although the person who killed various martial arts sects was not her, but... In everyone's eyes, that's her...

"No one in this entire world has seen my true face. Nothing will happen to me..."

Zheng Minghui comforted. Every word and every word came into Xuanyuan Hanyue's ears, causing ripples and turbulent waves in the sea of ​​Xuanyuan Hanyue's heart.

"Xiaohui..."

Xuanyuan Hanyue's eyes fell on Zheng Minghui, and she wanted to speak, but she heard a voice coming into her ears: "Sister!"

Taking a closer look, it was "Brother Hao." He opened his big, slender eyes and looked at Zheng Minghui. Because the voice of "Brother Hao" interrupted what Xuanyuan Hanyue was about to say, he had no choice but to Swallow these words.

"Are you awake? Are you feeling unwell?" Zheng Minghui's eyes fell on "Brother Hao" and asked.

"I..." Brother Hao's eyes fell on Zheng Minghui. He wanted to answer her but his body felt a little sore: "Sister, what's wrong with me? Why does my body feel a little sore?"

His voice was filled with confusion and confusion, and he looked up at Zheng Minghui and said word by word.

"It's okay, you just didn't have a good rest and you're just a little tired. You'll recover after you rest for a while!" Zheng Minghui's thin voice reached Brother Hao's ears, but she didn't tell him that he had been hit by mandala powder... …

Hearing Zheng Minghui's remarks, Brother Hao's eyes stayed on Zheng Minghui and believed her words: "So that's it! In my dream just now, I seemed to see my sister taking care of me... "

"Oh! Wait a minute, you and your father go back home, take a good rest, don't be too tired..." Zheng Minghui's voice came into Brother Hao's ears in small pieces, and every word of it fell into Brother Hao's heart. pulse.

"Sister, won't you go back home with me?" Brother Hao's voice reached Zheng Minghui's ears. For some reason, Zheng Minghui always felt that there was some loss in Brother Hao's voice.

"Oh? Why do you call me sister?" Zheng Minghui looked at Brother Hao with doubtful eyes and asked with confusion on her face.

Brother Hao's eyes fell on Zheng Minghui and told the truth: "Sister, I just dreamed about you. In the dream, I was chased by a male lion. It was you who saved me with your life, sister. You are quite worthy." He is my savior, and he has always taken care of me, taught me how to calligraphy and how to read..."

When he said this, Brother Hao looked extremely serious and said every word.

The sentences are decisive and the words are like thunder, like the surging river, flowing endlessly into Zheng Minghui's heart, causing ripples and turbulent waves on the sea.

"That was a dream!" Zheng Minghui's voice came into Brother Hao's ears. In fact, she was indeed his savior...

Brother Hao didn't think so: "Sister, you should be a goddess sent from heaven. With you here, I feel particularly at ease... Can you always accompany me like in your dreams?"

These remarks fell into Zheng Minghui’s ears. Ka’s eyes looked at Zheng Minghui with expectation.

"You are still a child at heart, why would the goddess appear next to you? I have many things to do every day, and I am so busy, how can I have time to spend with you?"

Zheng Minghui's voice reached Brother Hao's ears in small pieces. He shook his head helplessly at Brother Hao's remarks. After all, it was the nature of a child. This god only existed in story books. How could it really exist?

"Oh? Is that so? Then sister, are you busy now? Sister just said that gods will be very busy, but how can sister have time to accompany Haoer?" Brother Hao looked at Zheng Minghui with confused eyes, word by word. said.

Hearing Brother Hao's innocent remarks, Zheng Minghui and Xuanyuan Hanyue looked at each other: "Brother Hao, my sister is not a fairy..."

For now, I can only tell the truth.

"If my sister is not a fairy, how could she appear in Haoer's dream?"

Brother Hao raised his head to look at Zheng Minghui and asked.

"..." I was speechless for a moment, speechless, and didn't know how to respond.

Xuanyuan Hanyue walked to Brother Hao's side, his eyes fell on Brother Hao, and he said word by word: "Brother Hao, this sister, wait a minute, she is really busy with something, she can't stay with you for too long... You are a You’re an older child, so you can’t be willful!”

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