Counterattack life dressed as a brother

When the imperial doctor came to see Zhang Jingyang at the mansion, he got a pulse, looked at the faces of the two people in doubt, then remembered the methods commonly used by concubines in the harem, and smiled at Zhang Jingyang, as if everything was clear In the heart look.

Zhang Jingyang felt that this smile was a bit subtle, and just when he was thinking about the meaning of this smile, the imperial doctor said, "Return to the general, the lord is suffering from a cold, and his body is not feeling well. You should make your lord feel better these few days. I will write later." A prescription, drink it for two or three days and you’ll be fine.”

When Zhang Jingyang heard this, the look on his face was cracked, and he quickly retorted, "Doctor, are you sure that you have not taken the wrong pulse, so you are so sure that I have a cold? May I ask what is my pulse? It seems that I have an infection." Wind chill?"

The imperial doctor was a little confused now, did he take the condition lightly?

Zhang Guyuan took a step forward, a smile flashed across his dark and deep eyes, he pulled the imperial physician aside, "The imperial physician will prescribe the medicine first, thank you the imperial physician."

"The general of Zhen Guo has broken the old man."

Zhang Jingyang looked at them with glaring eyes, "This pulse is wrong, give me another pulse!"

The imperial physician looked at him and then at Zhang Guyuan, not knowing what to do, Zhang Guyuan suppressed a smile and said to the flustered imperial physician, "The imperial physician tried to prescribe medicines that were not too bitter, my husband is more afraid of pain, so don't Tube."

After speaking, he stepped forward and hugged Zhang Jingyang, "Yangyang, we can't avoid diseases and avoid medical treatment." After speaking, he looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

Zhang Jingyang's face turned dark. After the imperial doctor left, he looked at the prescriptions and threw them on Zhang Guyuan, "What a fart for having a cold! I don't have any diseases."

"But the imperial doctor said that you are suffering from a cold. You should rest well and cultivate yourself." He bit the word self-cultivation very strongly.

Zhang Jingyang looked at him with squinted eyes, and his expression became calm, "I also feel that I need to meditate and cultivate, so we will separate rooms from today! Just in time, I have a cold, what if it infects you!"

Seeing that she was angry, Zhang Guyuan stepped forward and hugged him. Zhang Jingyang quickly pushed him away. Zhang Guyuan hugged him tightly but didn't break free. He leaned into his ear and said gently, "I'm still nervous now." ?"

This sentence reminded Zhang Jingyang of something, and he raised his head and bit his neck, "Your way of coaxing people is really weird!"

Zhang Guyuan's complacent look is gone. Because he is about to leave these days, Zhang Guyuan has always known that he can't let go of his family members, and he is secretly sad because his eldest brother has disappeared, but he really doesn't care. Know how to comfort.

He can only stay by his side all the time, cut through the thorns with him, open the way for him and guard him by his side.

In the past, he was not afraid of any danger, but since he had Zhang Jingyang, he was timid. Now he is full of weaknesses all over his body, and he has been improving himself.

Although he had a grandfather in the past, his grandfather was taken care of by many people in the village. He also asked someone to keep an eye on him in the village. If something happened to him, someone would take care of his grandfather.

And as his senior brother, the emperor will not ignore it.

But now he no longer has the same thoughts as before.

He couldn't imagine what would happen to his yang without him?

No matter what happens to him, he just can't bear it!

In fact, he is not broad-minded at all. In his heart, even if he dies, Zhang Jingyang belongs to him alone.

His master from the novel his character is a bit extreme.

If he doesn't meet the right person, his life may be over.

But looking at Zhang Jingyang with a shrunken mouth in his arms, he hugged him tightly, wanting to tell Master that he met the right person.

They stayed in the capital for another three days. On the third day, Zhang Jingyang and Zhang Guyuan took the 50 cavalry and left the capital in the name of the emperor sending them to perform a mission.

Zhang's father, Zhang's mother, his third brother, and his third sister-in-law arrived at the General Zhen Guo's mansion early in the morning. His parents were full of reluctance, and his grandfather woke up. Zhang Jingyang looked back at them with tears in his eyes.

They were not parting for life and death, but he didn't know when he would come back after this parting.

I really hate ancient times! Why is communication so troublesome!

Zhang Guyuan held his hand tightly, looked at him sideways with tenderness in his eyes, "Get in the carriage."

After the carriage went away, the people behind were still standing there blankly.

The emperor who was staying in the deep palace, when he picked up the pen, suddenly a large drop of ink dripped onto the paper, ruining the four words he had written.

He took the paper to the altar and burned it.

A country has never relied on one person, and it is time to train more newcomers. At the very least, it has to cultivate a group of unknown forces to protect itself when it is still in its prime. It has promised to protect itself. people.

Zhang Jingyang had people prepare a lot of dehydrated vegetables, as well as durable things. Along the way, plus 50 guards, all of whom were skilled in martial arts, rabbits, pheasants and other prey never stopped.

Returning to the Kingdom of Killing Heaven was smooth sailing.

But it's so smooth, but it makes people feel a little weird.

Zhang Guyuan half-closed his eyes, secretly observed the surroundings, felt that some people were peeping at them, pretended not to know, and continued to move forward.

Sure enough, as he imagined, when they were preparing to eat in the restaurant of the Heavenly Killing Kingdom, chopsticks and some things that were not poisonous but incompatible were downloaded from the Internet. But he fell into a coma and became unconscious.

Zhang Jingyang didn't notice these poisons at first, because Zhang Guyuan had ordered them on the road, they all pretended to eat, only one of them really took it, when that person fell down, they all stood up and looked around cautiously.

The person in the dark felt that a very ordinary-looking man came out, and he took out a waist card, "Your mission has been completed, you can go back."

The 50 guards sent by Li Qi suddenly changed their expressions when they saw the badge. Zhang Guyuan immediately turned cold when he saw this, and shouted loudly, "Just see the badge and forget about your master's orders." Is it? Who are you listening to, weigh it carefully."

The ordinary-looking man looked at Zhang Jingyang and Zhang Guyuan with a very strange look in his eyes, his face twisted, and he laughed, "Don't you think your internal energy is slowly dissipating?"

Zhang Jingyang held Zhang Guyuan's hand and scratched his palm a few times, Zhang Guyuan gave him a look, signaling him to rest assured.

Looking at the man calmly, "I really don't think so."

Seeing this, the man sneered, "Don't delay time deliberately, it's useless, offend our sacrificial clan, you must die."

Hearing this, Zhang Jingyang heaved a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes a few times, and said with a smile, "How did we offend you? We have never heard of it." The tone was very aggrieved.

As if someone really misunderstood him.