Report to the medical concubine, Your Majesty, he has the ability to read minds!

[This bitch Feng Dongchi only flirts with this guy. He seems to be his number one confidant. Okay, then let’s knock down your confidants first. ]

Hua Sijin didn't know that Feng Dongchi had many confidants, but they all died in his own hands.

If he hadn't been away from home, An Er would have changed his name to An Yi.

It is true that An Yi is the most proud person in front of Feng Dongchi, but he is also the person whose life is in greatest danger.

There is a popular saying in the secret guard camp established by Feng Dongchi——

An iron-clad confidant, a flowing An Yi.

Dark Two also gradually rose from Dark Eighty-Two to Dark Two.

The reason An San is so diligent is simply because An Yi is dead and he is qualified to be promoted to An Er.

After all, except for An Yi and An Er who can appear at any time, the other secret guards can only appear when summoned.

He did not think that he would follow the old path of his predecessors. Instead, he felt that those people were not skilled in martial arts and ineffective in doing things, and they had a single mind and did not know how to adapt.

He even felt that when An Er also died, he could be the Prince's An Yi for the rest of his life, and would never be wiped out and no one could replace him.

Hua Sijin and Zhuifeng Yuan Zhoulu were holding a bowl of cool rice together. After eating, he squinted his eyes comfortably and signaled all the secret guards to line up.

Feng Dongchi's expression turned out to be better. After all, he was worried that the miracle doctor was stalling for time, waiting for other forces to arrive.

Seeing that the miracle doctor was very knowledgeable, my suspicion slowly subsided.

"You, you, and you! Stay alone!"

Through the voices of everyone, Hua Sijin knew that these people were temporarily transferred from the secret guard camp. The training period was less than two years, and their martial arts were not advanced, so there was no need to worry.

As if they had been granted amnesty, a few people hurriedly trotted to the back of the crowd, keeping a distance from those who were queuing.

"You stand here, TBD."

Hua Sijin did not directly decide on the candidate. After all, she also wanted to see how many people were so powerful that she could not defeat them.

Her purpose was simple, to castrate all the masters without the strength to resist.

The chosen one was so uneasy that he almost choked himself to death.

On the contrary, when it came time to set three, Hua Sijin raised her eyebrows.

How on earth did this guy get involved in setting three? She doesn't understand.

It doesn't matter that all the secret guards don't like him, his pulse is frivolous, it's obvious that he is overindulging in lust!

But there were all men here, and she had no clue that any men were being fucked.

Could it be with the horses in the stable? Shock!

wrong!

Hua Sijin took the cook who came out of the kitchen by her wrist and took her pulse carefully.

Feng Dongchi wondered why women also need to have their pulse checked? She didn’t grow what she needed!

On the contrary, An San's face suddenly turned pale, and he swallowed nervously.

[broken! This miraculous doctor is so amazing that he can find his perfect match even with every pulse! ]

Hua Sijin snorted inwardly and retracted her hand in disgust after hearing their voices.

He knew that this cook was not a serious cook. She disliked Feng Dongchi for being small and not lasting enough, so he found someone who was the opposite.

It’s true that if you want power, status and money, you can’t have less fun and satisfaction.

Isn't Feng Dongchi a fool? Wearing a cuckold on your head, don’t you have any idea at all?

Although the cook didn't understand what happened, she could guess a little bit about the changes in Dark Three's expression.

Busy fell to his knees with a plop, holding Feng Dongchi's legs and crying.

"Yesterday, the man suddenly rushed to the kitchen and started touching the slave. The slave didn't want to slap the slave again. There are still traces of him here."

The cook hurriedly took Feng Dongchi's hand to touch her waist, and continued crying:

"He also said that you will be useless in the future. Even if something happens, it doesn't matter. He said that you won't find out."

"He also said that if he can get this slave pregnant within a month, you will definitely raise him as your own son. After all, you will have no chance of having an heir in the future. If you have one in this slave's belly, it will be your only hope."

Originally, Feng Dongchi would not believe it, but the fact that the left one was useless and the right one had no heir deeply stimulated his heart, and his anger suddenly surged.

In addition, the miracle doctor was silently finishing his wounds and said:

"The size doesn't match. It's much bigger than your previous one, so it can't be used."

Feng Dongchi became even more angry and personally took An San's life.

Hua Sijin was not surprised, but as a miracle doctor who saved lives and healed the wounded, she still had to be afraid to show respect for such a scene.

Busy staggered back and sat down on the ground, his eyes widening in shock.

Feng Dongchi felt disgusted and wanted to kick the cook away, but Hua Sijin spoke again.

"Girl, even if you want to protect yourself from being violated, you can't use self-harm. What if you scare the bad guy away and you still can't survive?"

Feng Dongchi's hand paused, and his eyes softened when he looked at the cook.

The feet that were originally raised also slowly lowered, and he did not forget to reach out and gently touch the cook's face.

"The ground is cold, please get up quickly."

Hua Sijin's next words made Feng Dongchi feel happy again.

"Stop looking at the corpse in the lobby and go back and lie down. It's not too late now, so accidents are easy. We happen to have enough medicinal materials. I'll order someone to prepare anti-fetal medicine for you later. You can have a good sleep."

A huge sense of surprise came over him, Feng Dongchi nodded repeatedly and signaled An Er to send her to rest in person.

Unfortunately, Hua Sijin stopped him and pointed at a little loser who was joining in the fun.

"Let him be, this man is within the range needed to treat you."

Hua Sijin finally chose twelve people to stay, all of whom were the most powerful martial arts people around Feng Dongchi.

Feng Dongchi, who was eager to regain his glory, did not notice this strange thing and hurriedly ordered people to castrate them all.

Hua Sijin did not prepare anesthetics for several people, let alone anti-inflammatory and antibacterial drugs.

Just let those people finish the castration, one person is responsible for cleaning and packing the box, and the other person is responsible for quickly stopping the bleeding.

Nine of the twelve most skilled martial artists around Feng Dongchi died on the spot.

As for the other three, they are also useless now. Even if Feng Dongchi was killed by her, few of them would be able to fight with their swords.

No way, as long as they move randomly, they will be in unbearable pain and bleed.

Hua Sijin smiled and ordered someone to put the box on the table. She didn't open it, but pointed to the cook's room.

"While I'm preparing, you can go see her first."

Feng Dongchi is naturally willing to go, because she is pregnant with his child!

The lobby soon returned to calm. Hua Sijin didn't even look at the boxes, but looked away in disgust.

Zhui Feng and Yuan Zhoulu had already made preparations and quickly dealt with the rest.

Feng Dongchi, who was extremely excited, was looking at the little cook tenderly with clear eyes. He didn't know that there were only three useless people around him who were still breathing.