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Yue Zilin smelled the aroma of medicine.

she is still alive?

Are people from the Demon Cult coming?Or was it the old department of the Fang Gu family?

She struggled to open her eyes.

The object of entry is a half-worn gauze curtain, but it is very clean. Opposite her bed is a shelf of books. The whole room is neat and light, obviously a residential house.

The door was pushed open with a creak, and a [-]-year-old boy came in with medicine in his hand. Seeing Yue Zilin staring at her, he put down the medicine and ran out.

"Auntie, the person you saved has woken up!" the child shouted.

Yue Zilin propped himself up, and found that he had even changed his clothes, which were soft and smelled like medicine.

Not long after, a woman came in, she was thin and gentle, she looked about the same age as Yan Qing.

"Thank you." Yue Zilin said hoarsely.

The woman said: "It's nothing. How is your body? I applied painkillers to you, but the wound still hurts?"

Yue Zilin shook his head and said, "I think it's good." She looked at her sword and put it on the side of the pillow, and said, "Who are you? Is this still Jingzhou?"

The woman said: "My name is Lan Hui, you can call me Aunt Hui. This is of course Jingzhou." She looked at Yue Zilin's face, which was not bloody, but gorgeous and indescribable, and said, "I am in Xu I saw you on the river beach under the cliff. How could you be so seriously injured as a young girl?"

Yue Zilin closed his eyes, and said: "When I met my enemies, I was outnumbered, so I was injured. If Aunt Hui thinks that my status is special and will cause disaster, I will leave in the afternoon."

She originally wanted to make up a story about running away from marriage, but she was full of swords and poisons, and she really couldn't be something that an ordinary newlywed could carry.

Lan Hui sighed and said, "You silly boy, since I saved you, I definitely won't let anyone out again. Rest well, this medical center is under the protection of His Highness King Ning, and nothing will happen."

Yue Zilin frowned, "His Royal Highness King Ning?"

Lan Hui said: "I used to work for Marshal Duan as a doctor of traditional medicine for several years, and then my husband came here on business, so I didn't feel at ease and followed. Marshal once wrote to ask King Ning to take care of our family."

Yue Zilin nodded and said, "I see."

She was shocked in her heart, Lan Hui actually had friendship with Duan Shuai?

Yue Zilin's face turned paler. Lan Hui thought she had a relapse of an old injury, so she hurriedly brought the medicine and said, "There are herbs in this medicine to relieve pain. You drink it while it's hot, it will be even more bitter when it's cold."

Yue Zilin took the medicine, looked at the pitch black juice, felt bitter in his mouth, said: "Can I not drink it?"

Lan Hui said with a straight face: "Of course not." She paused, "You drink first, and I'll give you candy after drinking."

Yuezi's hand trembled when he was about to take the medicine, and some of the medicine juice spilled out.

Lan Hui naturally noticed it, brought the medicine bowl over and said, "Blame me, forgot that you have no strength now." She took a spoonful, blew on it, and said, "Come on, open your mouth."

Yue Zilin opened his mouth resignedly, drank half of the bowl, and tears fell down.

Lan Hui asked the child to find candy for her, and said with a smile, "What a sweet baby, you can cry like this after taking a bitter medicine."

Yue Zilin's eyes were red and red, she only felt that her mouth was bitter, even panting was bitter, and the tip of her tongue was numb.

"When the girl drank the medicine, she was not as good as our young marshal fifteen o'clock. She drank the medicine and drank it in one gulp without frowning." She took the candy, put it in Yue Zilin's mouth, and said, "You She looks good and has a sweet temper, and it hurts me when she cries."

"Young commander?" She bit the candy and asked vaguely.

"It's Marshal Duan's daughter. Her name is Duan Changge. She's going to be 22 years old this year." Lan Hui showed a look of reminiscence on her face, and said, "I heard my family tell me the little marshal after he returned to Beijing to report his work half a year ago." How well born, how romantic."

Yue Zilin seemed to be very interested and asked, "Merry? How romantic?"

Lan Hui said: "Little marshal fell in love with an official prostitute when he was 15 years old. I heard that it was called Gu or something. When he came back not long after leaving Beijing, he found that the person was gone, not even a grave." She sighed and said : "Later, another monument was erected."

"Set up... erected a monument?" She tremblingly said: "That girl, is her name Gu Lingyuan?"

"It seems to be such a name. Later, the little marshal was injured, and there was something in the medicine that blindly washed the marrow, called Qingsi. I checked the medicine, and it can make people forget all the past, and I don't know if it is true or not." She said. He took another spoonful of medicine to Yue Zilin, "But since then, the little marshal really hasn't mentioned that girl again."

So Duan Changge asked her at that time, because he remembered?

So all those dreams she had were real?

Before Yue Zilin's mouth touched the spoon, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

She felt that the so-called liking was nothing more than liking her appearance and her strengths, and it was all utilitarianism.

But at that time, what could she give Duan Changge?Can make her like her?

"girl!"

Yue Zilin's body was half cold, he bit the spoon and drank the bloody medicine.

It was fishy, ​​bitter, and extremely unpalatable.

Duan Changge said he liked her, and she believed it, because she was really beautiful and really liked.

She never thought about what kind of like Duan Changge liked.

She never thought...

What was it like to know all this in that long song?How did she hold back her doubts and want to marry her?

"I'm fine." She said, "Don't worry, Aunt Hui."

"Ah, what are you?" Lan Hui's face was full of anxiety, "How could you be like this?"

Yue Zilin lay down and said, "I'll be fine after a night of sleep. It's fine."

She chewed the sugar into pieces and swallowed it, making her throat hurt.

She felt that what she was chewing was not sugar, but bones.

Duan Changge's bones, Gu Lingyuan's bones.

The delicate and willful eldest lady died completely, and the one who survived was the left envoy of the Demon Cult.

She stared at the white curtain, motionless.

Laughing again, he picked up the candy on the side of the pillow and stuffed it into his mouth.

Sweet.

……

Yue Zilin lay in bed for three days, and finally Lan Hui put down the bed and moved freely.

As Lan Hui said, this hospital is under the protection of King Ning, and no one disturbs it.

Lan Hui's husband is busy with work and doesn't come back once every half a month. In the inner courtyard of the hospital, except for her and Lan Hui, it's that young man.

Yue Zilin sat on the chair, looking at the lush sycamore trees in the yard.

The young man was practicing calligraphy in the yard, but he was absent-minded, occasionally glancing at this delicate beauty quietly.

Looking at each other, the boy turned his head away in embarrassment.

"Are you busy today?" Yue Zi asked.

The boy said: "Nothing."

Yue Zi said: "Then I will teach you how to draw, okay?"

The young man was stunned.

"you are not willing?"

The young man blushed to the neck, and whispered: "Yes."

Yuezi looked far away and said, "When I was young, my senior brother found me a lantern with cats painted on it to play with. It was very cute. How about I teach you how to draw on the lantern?"

The answer is of course yes, but where to find the lantern has become a problem. In the end, the young man secretly took off the oil-paper lantern on the gate of the medical center and took it to Yue Zilin to teach him how to draw.

Yue Zilin pressed the table, his body seemed to be blown away by a weak gust of wind.

"What do you want to draw?"

The young man thought about it, he wanted to talk about pictures of beauties, but he was afraid that Yue Zilin would think he was frivolous, so he said, "Bamboo."

"It's not good to paint bamboo on paper of this color." Yue Zilin said, "It's better to paint Hua Tuo by hanging pots in the medical hall to help the world."

The boy just nodded.

He didn't know that Yue Zilin also had an old-fashioned temper. How can a woman in her early twenties have such a gloomy personality?

The young man had no interest in Hua Tuo's portrait, and couldn't leave, so he watched Yue Zilin draw.

Yue Zilin's fingers are slender, with well-defined joints, not as soft as ordinary women's, and because of holding knives all year round, there are calluses in the palms of his hands.

The beauty stands tall, it is really a beautiful painting.

The boy said: "Sister, why are people chasing you?"

He heard Lan Hui talk about Yue Zilin, and he was puzzled, such a beauty, why would someone be willing to kill her?

Yue Zilin kept holding the pen, like flowing water, and said, "Because I owe her a lot."

"Is my sister still up?"

He looked at the elder sister who didn't look down and out.

Yue Zilin said: "Do you know what is the hardest thing in this world to pay back?"

The boy hesitated and said, "Love debt?"

Yue Zilin glanced at him with a half-smile, and said, "Human life."

The boy was shocked and said: "Sister killed someone?"

Yue Zilin said: "Sister killed many people."

"Are they all people who deserve to be killed?"

Yue Zi said: "Among them are men and women, corrupt officials, and rich people, but there are also doctors and scholars. They are wise and kind people."

"Then why did my sister kill them?" The young man opened his eyes wide, "You can't help yourself in the rivers and lakes?"

Yue Zilin painted Hua Tuo's eyes with a fine brush, and said, "They blocked my way."

The wind blew through Yue Zilin's loose long hair, she put down her pen and said, "It's done."

"Hang up?"

"Hang it up."

The boy took the lantern and asked suddenly: "Is it because my sister owes so much to someone because she blocked my sister's way?"

Yue Zilin said: "She paved the way for me."

"She repented?"

"She is willing to do so, but unfortunately I want too much."

The boy hesitated for a while, and said: "It seems that that person treats my sister very well."

"very good."

"If there is a next time, will my sister fail her?"

Yue Zilin shook his head and said, "There will be no next time."

The boy didn't know if she said there would be no next time, whether she would never use her again, or whether she would never use her again.

Yue Zilin's paintings are very good, not inferior to many famous artists.

Because her paintings were originally taught by Tao Ye, the royal studio of this dynasty.

Hanging on the gate of the medical hall at night, it also attracted people to stop and watch.

Yue Zilin leaned back on the chair, wearing a light pink cloak, and opened his eyes when he heard footsteps.

"grown ups."

Yue Zilin hummed and said, "Let's go."

"Yes."

On the second day, when the boy delivered breakfast to Yue Zilin, he found that he was gone, leaving only a thank you note and a gold leaf pressed on the note.

Yue Zilin rested in Jingzhou City for half a month, Duan Changge was looking for her, and King Ning was also looking for her.

When Duan Changge came to her, she couldn't guess the reason, but when King Ning came to her, she knew why.

Because of Su Xiao.

Su Xiao is real, but only half of what King Ning wants is in Su Xiao.

The other half is in Yue Zilin's tobacco rod.

Yue Zilin changed into a two-finger-wide wooden tobacco rod, which contained painkillers.

The herbal medicine she wanted could not hurt the mind, and could anesthetize people without toxicity, but there was only one kind left - black sweet.

The meter she uses is very small, and it is only used for pumping. Every day, she just feels a little numb in her body, and the blood flow is faster than before.

Half a month later, Yue Zilin sent a greeting card to King Ning.

King Ning went to the appointment in person.

He never brought guards, because he knew that Yue Zilin would not be able to kill him, and he also knew that if he couldn't do this, it would be meaningless for him to live.

Yue Zilin was smoking a cigarette, and when he saw King Ning coming in, he didn't get up, pointed to the opposite position and said: "Please, Your Highness."

King Ning sat down, with a cup of tea in his hand.

"Your Highness, please use it."

Ning Wang Subai picked up the teacup and drank it all.

Yue Zilin said: "Your Highness actually believes me?"

King Ning told the truth, "I don't believe it."

"If you don't believe me, Your Highness still dares to come to the appointment?"

King Ning said: "If I don't come, what I did before will be in vain."

Seeking to usurp the throne requires a righteous name.

What's more, King Ning is justified in his name.

Xiao Qiong had already burned the imperial decree to establish the reserve, but the late emperor still kept a copy and gave it to Gu Chaoyang.

Before Gu Chaoyang could give it to King Ning, King Ning fell off his horse and broke his leg. Xiao Qiong ordered him to rest and no one could see him.

When he was released by "En Zhun", Xiao Qiong had already secured his position.

And that imperial decree was said to have been hidden in the plain flute by Gu Chaoyang, but when Xiao Qiong ransacked the house, he did not find this plain flute.

King Ning also knew that the imperial decree was in the Suxiao, and when he opened the Suxiao, he did see the imperial decree.

Half the decree.

The missing half happened to have his name written on it.

In other words, if you can't get the other half, then this imperial decree is just a joke.

The other half is in the hands of Yue Zilin.

I'm afraid that if he doesn't do so absolutely, Yue Zilin will give him the other half as well.

"Your Highness is smart, and I don't have to go around so many detours when I talk to smart people." She took a sip of tea, smiled slightly, and said, "I heard that Your Highness has an army of 25."

"How much do you want?"

"Not much, just thirty thousand."

King Ning was speechless.

Thirty thousand, 25, really not much.

However, with these people, it means that Yue Zilin can intervene in the affairs of the army, and, for a period of time, he cannot touch her.

King Ning said: "Of course I won't be reluctant to part with these people, but they are all my personal soldiers, so how could they easily obey Wubing?"

Yue Zilin knew that he was probing, and said with a smile: "I am free, what do you think, Your Highness?"

King Ning said without hesitation, "Okay."

Yue Zilin said: "I really like dealing with a straightforward person like His Highness. I don't know when Your Highness plans to send his troops north?"

"Just wait for that half."

Not only is it justified, but also the response of the world.

Xiao Qiong is indeed a hero, but it's a pity that he is suspicious by nature, there are not many heroes left, and even Duan Shuai has been convicted. Right now, there is only one opportunity missing.

That decree.

What he needs is the hearts of the people of the world.

Duan Sizhi could indeed make the generals respond, but he didn't want to be overthrown because of unpopularity after sitting in that position for a few years.

"One more thing," Yue Zilin took a sip of tea, "The imperial decree must be placed with me."

King Ning was silent for a while, and then said: "Wu Bing has a delicate mind, so it's fine to leave it with you."

Yue Zilin thought that if she was Xiao Qiong, she wouldn't like Xiao Yu either.

Xiao Yu is very good at talking and doing things, even at this time, he still has a smile on his face, so that no one will think that he is unhappy at all.

It's such a temperamental nature that makes people feel that he will not be willing to be just a little prince.

"Then, I also have an unfeeling request."

She said it was an unfeeling request, but Yue Zilin knew that she couldn't refuse.

At least you can't tear your face too ugly, if both sides can't get off the stage, that's not good.

"Your Highness, please speak."

"If you are not sick, you must lead the army of 3 people, and march with the army in the army."

Yue Zilin said: "Yes."

She looked Xiao Yu up and down, and said, "But can your Highness really be able to march and fight with this body?"

King Ning was not angry, on the contrary, he smiled even more happily, and said, "Of course it's not me."

"Shuai Duan?"

"It's not Shuai Duan either."

"That is?"

She vaguely had an answer.

"It's Zheng'er."

"Duan Changge?"

She also has to stay in the barracks, and has the right to command again. Doesn't that mean she can bow her head and see Duan Changge? !

Yue Zilin touched the wound on his side.

She knew that this period of time must be difficult for her.

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Those who are not of my same race will be punished in their hearts.

The hunter uses the queen, the hunter captures the queen, the hunter is going to kill the queen.

The queen seduces the hunter, the queen plays with the hunter, the queen is going to kill the hunter.

"When I was young, I loved someone and fantasized about being in the sun with her."

"Who is that unfortunate man?"

"She's right in front of me."

Vampire Queen×Strongest Human Hunter

Double slag

Thank you little angel Mu Xi for the rocket launcher.

Thanks to the 卍·升 little angel's mine.