Quick Pass: Green Tea Strategy

To be honest, Lu Zicha really disliked Huang Bin's cannon fodder.

He dodged for a while, but the sleeves couldn't completely avoid Huang Bin's hand, there was a "tearing" sound, the sleeves were too rough and broke.

From the broken sleeve to the word "broken sleeve", the scene was quiet for a moment.

Lu Zicha felt that the situation was a little psychedelic, but he asked the Second Highness Huang Bin to "break the sleeve" first?

Fortunately, the air was only quiet for a second, and Huang Bin said indifferently, "I will definitely compensate you for breaking Mr.'s robe today. I just hope you don't take this matter to heart."

Lu Zicha leaned over and bowed: "Second Highness, you are serious, it's just a piece of clothing, so don't bother Your Highness."

I'm afraid that Huang Bin is about to reveal his "Mr. Boogie Island" identity in front of Huang Chi.

Thinking of this, for the first time, Lu Zicha felt tired and unloved like eating melons on his own head, and his house collapsed.

"His Royal Highness still has something to explain, please sir." Looking at Lu Zicha's puzzled eyes, Huang Bin continued, "Why did you reject my invitation several times? There was not even a single reply, which is really annoying. So sad."

Lu Zicha secretly slandered: Thank you, you are welcome to be my spare tire, but you don't have to pretend to be sad.

He said: "Your Highness, I have little talent and learning, but I am just a young servant, and I cannot afford to be loved by Your Highness."

When the scene was very chaotic, Yan Fengyang suddenly let out a low cry of pain, the veins on his forehead burst out, and dense beads of sweat protruded from his forehead.

Not having time to pay attention to Huang Bin who still wanted to talk to him at this time, and Huang Chi who was waiting for someone to answer with a puzzled face, Lu Zicha hurriedly ran to Yan Fengyang: "General, what's wrong with you?"

"My legs..." I saw Yan Fengyang tightly gripping the wheelchair with both hands, his face was as pale as paper, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes, "I'm afraid my leg disease has worsened."

He obviously didn't poison Yan Fengyang, how could his leg deteriorate?

Lu Zicha couldn't figure it out, so he quickly wiped Yan Fengyang's sweat with a handkerchief, and said anxiously: "General, leave the corpse here to the two Highnesses to decide, I will take you back to the room and call the doctor over Give you a medical treatment?"

Seeing his anxious expression and trembling fingers, a smile flashed across Yan Fengyang's eagle eyes hidden in the dark, and it disappeared in an instant. He wiped his dry and somewhat whitish lips with his hands, He said: "It's good to go back to the room, but today the condition of the minister has deteriorated, and the leg pain is unbearable. I am afraid that the general's mansion will not be able to continue to receive the two highnesses."

To put it simply, Yan Fengyang asked the two of them to go back to their respective homes and find their own mothers.

Huang Bin secretly rolled his eyes, but said: "Mr. is busy today, so I won't bother you. It's just that I will invite Mr. to the mansion as a guest in another day, so Mr. Don't refuse.

After all, the only one who can make His Majesty look at him three times, in the powerful country, is only Mr. If Mr. refuses again, I'm afraid it will be unreasonable. "

This is showing both kindness and power to Lu Zicha overtly and secretly.

Lu Zicha was not afraid, he said: "Second Highness said that it is wrong for me to spoil His Highness's interest by being so ignorant. It's just that the general's leg disease has relapsed now, so I can only excuse you."

Although the case of restoring the Zichuan Kingdom in the novel was influenced by Lu Zicha, this matter has also been triggered.

Naturally, Huang Chi couldn't allow this pot of dirty water to be poured on him. As the saying goes, he had to shoot when the arrow was on the string. Huang Bin's followers happened to be counselors from the Zichuan Kingdom, and his power in the court seemed to overwhelm the princes. His Majesty was also happy to see him as the first bird. This time, Huang Chi's knife was probably already on Huang Bin's neck, and he was just waiting to find the right time.

If Huang Bin is still alive to meet him, Lu Zicha doesn't mind chatting with him.

But with his rank, it is estimated that this will be the last time the two of them will meet.

Back in the room, Lu Zicha was afraid that something would happen to Yan Fengyang, so he notified the housekeeper to call the old doctor, while he was busy putting Yan Fengyang on the bed.

Yan Fengyang asked him a little puzzled: "Ahem, Lu Zicha, what are you going to do?"

While answering, Lu Zicha quickly began to untie Yan Feng's trouser belt, and said without stopping: "Untie your trousers, General."

Yan Fengyang: "..."

He pressed Lu Zicha's hand: "No need, maybe it will be fine in a while."

Lu Zicha frowned and looked at him with a serious face: "General, you can't keep your illnesses under wraps! Your legs are a big deal. If something really happened to your legs, what happened to you? It is not enough for the people above to be buried with you."

It would be even better if Yan Fengyang's leg can be cured, maybe he won't be blackened in the future.

Unable to hold back Lu Zicha, Yan Fengyang could only let him unbutton his pants, and then saw a certain position recovering its function under his gaze, Lu Zicha: "..."

Isn't it painful?How can I still get up?

Lu Zicha was originally worried that he was not the only one who had been planted by the emperor in the General's Mansion. Last time, the ointment sent by that person was extremely overbearing. If it was applied to the wound, it would corrode and fester within a day. If it was applied to intact skin, Although the effect of the medicine will not be so obvious, within five days, the toxin will seep into the skin, destroying people's meridians, and the deadly poison is difficult for gods to cure.

But it seems that his worries are unnecessary.

Seeing this scene, Lu Zicha couldn't help turning his head: "General, this...then the subordinates go outside to meet the doctor?"

Yan Fengyang nodded, as if he didn't care, his eyes flicked around Lu Zicha's reddish earlobe, and he pursed his thin lips lightly: "Well, let's go."

The old doctor came in a hurry, so he could only wait at the door with Lu Zicha for a while before going in with him.

Feeling the pulse and looking at the leg, the old doctor couldn't help but frown: "The general is treating according to the method of Weichen today?"

"Yes, massage every day, never slack off..." Lu Zicha quickly replied, "Doctor, what's the problem? Why does the general suddenly feel so painful today? Could there be some external factors?"

"External factors?" The old doctor stroked his beard and shook his head slightly, "I still need to look again, the general has a leg problem today, how does it feel?"

Yan Fengyang had a look of unbearable pain: "It feels like a needle pricks my leg. The pain is so painful that it's like scraping a bone. It's extremely unbearable."

"What?" The old doctor's face was wrinkled, "The general's leg disease has deteriorated so badly?"