After the cub, the regent was enthroned for me

??It is cold autumn outside the car, but it is warm summer inside the car.

??Chu Yiming was suddenly dazzled by the warm heat and incense.

?? When I looked up at the nobleman in the car, I felt that this person was shrouded in clouds and mist, ethereal like a fairy, and handsome like a god.

??The man in front of him is reclining on the seat cushion, with one hand propped up, his long hair lingering around his shoulders and neck, wearing a dark purple shirt with lustrous satin, wearing a dragon jade on his waist, luxurious and noble.

??His jaw line is exquisitely outlined with firmness, his nose is as tall as a mountain, his thin lips are pursed into a line that looks ruthless, and his eyes are cold and stern like an eagle.

??Teach people to know the danger just by looking at him, but once they are the prey of an eagle, they can move people's hearts by being caught by him.

??At this moment, this fairy-like figure is looking at Chu Yiming, who is dressed in linen and white, with the lazy posture that the rich and powerful are accustomed to.

??Chu Yiming never believed in the portrayal of beauty in the book, including the portrayal of himself with heavier pen and ink in the text.

?? But when he saw this man, he really thought that no amount of compliments could be overstated.

?? The only way is how can someone be so attractive.

"Have you seen enough?" The man said coldly, "Come here."

??Chu Yiming covered his eyes and only woke up when he withdrew his hands.

?? How can a man look at another man and straighten his eyes.

?? "Are your legs weak from fright?" The man stood up and sat up straighter, and now he looked at him again, with a bit of majesty.

??Chu Yiming's face darkened.

?? Xindao is that no one in this world can make his legs weak, except Jiang Qinglan.

?? He approached the man, pinched the pulse on his wrist, and was thinking about his condition, wondering what kind of king this night was.

??suddenly.

?? I heard a scream outside the car, which was as miserable and piercing as fingernails on a blackboard.

??Chu Yiming was distracted for a moment, and his eyebrows were raised in discomfort.

??The noble man immediately pinched his chin and forced him to look up at him. The pair of black pupils looking at him slowly turned into blood eyes. Seeing that, Chu Yiming shivered and his spine felt cold.

?? "You are allowed to diagnose this king's pulse, and you dare to be distracted. It is not a pity for others to die, so you don't want your life?"

?? This person is the tyrant Jiang Qinglan.

??Before pushing the first emperor off the dragon chair, Jiang Qinglan was the regent.

??The book describes that the violent monarch has a pair of blood eyes. Whenever the killing comes, the living dies, and the dead seem to see Yama.

?? And this pair of blood eyes will only appear during the killing rage.

??Chu Yiming in the book has never seen this pair of bloody eyes, because when this man loves him quietly, his eyes are like water, and when he impulsively plunders him, his eyes are like eagles.

??Jiang Qinglan never thought of bringing death to Chu Yiming's side.

?? But at this moment, Jiang Qinglan was actually looking at him with bloodthirsty eyes, and the hand that tightly wrapped around his chin could kill him with just one twist.

??Chu Yiming's eyes were wide open, and his almond eyes were full of energy. The anger in his eyes was not aimed at the person in front of him, but hated himself. How could he forget such important things.

?? In the original book, Jiang Qinglan did not hesitate to gain an ugly reputation as a bully, but also wanted to imprison the beloved doctor Chu Yiming in the palace, trapping all his hopes, and bullying him in the dragon bed day and night , finally forced him to despair, and even killed him...

??Difficult childbirth.

??Chu Yiming really doesn't want to think about this way of death.

??But it is because people who have died once before transmigrating are unwilling to recall the death, so they forget that after the death of the protagonist in the book, Jiang Qinglan clung to the corpse and sat on the blood-stained bed for three days and three nights. I said regret over and over again, and tears filled my clothes again and again.

?? Said that as long as he can live, it would be great if he could exchange his life for his life.

??The original text reads: "The violent king's face is ashen, and his eagle eyes are no longer radiant. I still remember that year when I first met him in Qianshan. He saved his life and smiled sweetly. I will never forget it in my life."

??Chu Yiming trembles just thinking about the tragic years he will face, but it is never mentioned in the book that the place where he lives is called Qianshan!

??Look at the father of his future son.

?? This person can still be gentle to the people in the book, and what he says is more important than life is a lie.

?? This man obviously has a fierce look on his face.

??Jiang Qinglan's hand tightened for a moment, obviously dissatisfied with his slightly resentful gaze, her red eyes were like pools of blood soaking the person in her hands, and she said in a deep voice, "Do you know who this king is?"

"Jiang Qinglan." Chu Yiming subconsciously replied.

?? He knew it would be irritating not to use the honorific title, but in the hands of this man, he became a white moonlight in a peaceful manner, and life would be worse than death.

??He is a majestic seven-foot man. If he died early and had a broken neck, he would have to have a child if he died later. Anyone would know how to choose.

??But this body is really too sensitive to pain, just like this, the jaw is pinched, it hurts so much that he is about to cry.

??Chu Yiming's uncontrollable tears rolled in his eyes. He was afraid that Jiang Qinglan would see the tears, so he quickly closed his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Qinglan suddenly pushed him away, and said in a very boring tone: "You know who this king is, and you prevent others from poisoning. It seems that you are a kind-hearted doctor, and you don't pick on patients."

??Chu Yiming rubbed his chin, sat up, leaned his back against the carriage and gasped for breath. He really wanted to say Amitabha. Fortunately, his skin was thin and his bones were fairly strong, so he wouldn't be dislocated just by breaking it.

?? I saw Jiang Qinglan leaning back on the cushion again, in a rather weak state, her eyes returned to the deep blackness of the ancient well, she looked at him, and said, "This king's murderous thought is because the things outside are too noisy. You can continue to come over to get a pulse." .”

??Chu Yiming didn't move.

?? His heart is at war between heaven and man.

??Actually, I don't have to die, I just need to let Jiang Qinglan die from the poison.

"You want this king to die?" Jiang Qinglan said suddenly.

??Chu Yiming's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that attacking is more open than receiving??

??Jiang Qinglan didn't wait for him to make up nonsense, she sneered, and said, "No one wants me to live, but everyone who shows your eyes like this died before me."

??Jiang Qinglan is very accurate in positioning herself as unpopular.

?? But if Chu Yiming is the only traveler in this world, probably no one else has deeper and more complicated feelings for Jiang Qinglan than Chu Yiming.

??He has seen the 20-word sadomasochistic love story of the man in front of him. He has been heartbroken for the protagonist in the book, and shed tears for Jiang Qinglan's regret. He can't see this man suffering in front of him.

??The only reason is that the original text is an abusive article. Even after Chu Yiming's death, the author did not let Jiang Qinglan go. She wrote tens of thousands of words about this man's body and heart. An infatuated paranoid who doesn't realize his mistakes.

?? "I have to take the next bus." Chu Yiming put his hand on his chin and said.

?? Jiang Qinglan frowned, "You can't escape."

?? "You won't be able to go back to Beijing, otherwise you wouldn't order people to search for medicine in this mountain forest. The rich and powerful don't even look down on ordinary people traveling as doctors. You need me now, don't you?" Chu Yiming's face Gentleness and beauty are the ultimate, and which man is really willing not to listen to his soft words, "You are not afraid of me escaping, so let me go down and bring back some herbs, okay?"

??This soft tone, just like the previous tears, is definitely not what the noble and stubborn protagonist in the book would have, but he is not a person in the book, so why should he be stubborn with others.

?? After letting him get out of the car, Jiang Qinglan sat up straight again, gently lifted the inconspicuous corner of the car curtain, her eyes couldn't help following his figure, with tenderness like water.

?? But he saw Chu Yiming grab a handful of herbs and crush them into slag. Regardless of others stopping him, he pressed a handful of green grass juice into the mouth of the person who had taken the poisonous herbs.

?? When Jiang Qinglan saw it, a pair of black pupils glowed red.

?? Outside the carriage.

Seeing the guards drawing their swords at each other, Chu Yiming didn't change his face, and said, "I am a doctor, and I can't just ignore death. If you kill me, you won't give me a chance to save your king."

??Suddenly heard the ringing of bells at the four corners of the carriage.

??The guards immediately put away their sharp swords, lined up one by one, and made way for Chu Yiming to go back to the carriage.

??Chu Yiming returned to the carriage again, facing Jiang Qinglan calmly and calmly.

??Since Jiang Qinglan didn't do anything when he rescued that person, it means that he won't do anything again.

?? "This king is not a cruel and heartless person. You must know that the poison offered by loyalty and ignorance is more difficult to guard against than the enemy's backstabbing."

??Chu Yiming buried his head in making medicine and ignored it. If Jiang Qinglan was not cruel, everyone in the world would be a holy father.

??Jiang Qinglan was dying and wanted to talk to him, "Are you treating this king to save the lives of others?"

??Chu Yiming laughed angrily.

?? This person is sensitive and suspicious, really Jiang Qinglan Benlan.

?? In the original book, no matter what Chu Yiming does, even if he listens obediently once in bed, Jiang Qinglan will ask him if he is doing it to protect Chu Yafeng.

??Jiang Qinglan's voice became softer: "If this king can't last until you finish making these medicines, if this king dies, they will kill you too."

??Chu Yiming raised his eyebrows.

?? Jiang Qinglan smiled softly.

??Chu Yiming glanced over, and said angrily: "Actually, you don't have to be so nervous, you are quite strong. Such poison spreads all over your body, your fingertips are blue, and you can still pretend to be majestic, so that those guards are obedient. "

??It is also a skill to be able to endure and act. If it were me, I might not be able to do it.

?? With regard to Jiang Qinglan's condition, I am afraid that she is already in pain, but she can still smile. She deserves to be a man who wants to be an emperor.

??Chu Yiming lowered his head for a moment, and suddenly found that there was only the sound of smashing medicine in the car, and it was too strangely quiet.

??He quickly raised his eyes, and saw Jiang Qinglan's eyes were tightly closed, and even the sound of breathing was weak.

??Chu Yiming called out, and quickly patted Jiang Qinglan's face.

??Jiang Qinglan didn't respond, even her teeth were tightly closed.

?? If rescue is not done quickly, both of them will die.

?? Too late to hesitate.

??Chu Yiming put the medicine juice and medicine residue into his mouth, supported Jiang Qinglan's shoulders, put his mouth to mouth, and passed the medicine over.

?? Do things according to expediency, and don't care about your status when saving your life.

??Chu Yiming took medical skills very seriously, so seriously that a hand was attached to his waist, and it had moved to his back, and he didn't notice it at all.

??Until the man under him exerted force on his waist, turned over and pushed him back on the chair, he was just stunned for a moment, blinked slowly, looked at the man with blurred eyes, and continued to feed the medicine.

??Jiang Qinglan's cold eyes suddenly warmed up, while rubbing his clothes, he pecked and kissed his lips, looking like he was hugging|kissing his obsessed lover, whispering: "I need you. "

??Chu Yiming took a mouthful of herbal medicine, bitter to death, but he couldn't push Jiang Qinglan away with anger.

??The lips of the two are separated and combined, and it is difficult to finish the medicine at once.

?? But this man was indeed poisoned. He had a pulse diagnosis. I am afraid that the behavior of forcing him at this moment is like a flashback.

?? When others are dying and sick, they sit up in shock, anxiously saying their last words.

??Jiang Qinglan is someone who will not forget her true colors even when she is about to die.

??It was the first point, closed the eyes, and pestered Chu Yiming to take the last mouthful of medicine before pouring it into Chu Yiming's arms.