The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

   Chapter 308 Please enter the urn (two more)

When    arrived at the city gate, Master Zhou took out the imperial edict of appointment and forced people to open the city gate.

   The group left Xunyang in a mighty manner without saying hello.

  The couple who had returned to their room to rest were sitting in Shangguanhan's study.

   Hearing the people below, Shen Yijia smiled and turned to ask Song Jingchen, "Am I doing well?"

   Song Jingchen pursed his lips and asked, "Did you give Eunuch Li medicine?"

  Shen Yijia guiltily turned her head away, stirred the hem of her clothes with her little hands, and shook her head again and again: "No, it's definitely not me."

   She is also doing it for fairness. She can't always take the lead. She only corrected the surnamed Zhou, but left out the surnamed Li. That would be too contempt for the surnamed Li.

   Eunuch Li: Please look down on it!

   Song Jingchen chuckled softly.

   Seeing the two of them being so tired and completely ignoring themselves, Shangguan Han was severely attacked, and he always felt that the good study was instantly filled with sour stench.

   But thinking of this fact is too risky, he got up and asked worriedly: "Cousin, do you think he will really call you back to Kyoto?"

   He didn't want to be called Emperor Chong'an.

   When Song Jingchen told him about this, he disagreed.

   If that person knew that his cousin's legs were healed and he came to Xunyang, he would have wanted to send someone directly to assassinate Song Jingchen to avoid future troubles.

   Song Jingchen sneered and did not answer.

   Emperor Chong'an is suspicious and jealous by nature, why does he always regard Fuguo Gongfu as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh?

   In addition to Fuguo's powerful government, there is another reason that he thinks his grandfather is more popular than him.

  I didn’t kill myself for the sake of fame, I’m afraid I’ve already started to regret it.

   Now he realizes that there is a poisonous snake hidden by his side, isn't the best way to pull someone out to balance the situation and be the knife in his hand?

  This knife had better be the one he wanted to kill. In this way, if the snipe and clam would fight, he would gain the advantage of the fisherman!

  The self with good legs is not the best choice for him.

   What's more, he still has the list that Emperor Chong'an wanted.

   is that some people are afraid that they will be disappointed.

  Shen Yijia lowered her head and matched her fingers, her drooping eyes were shining, although she didn't understand the meaning of the beautiful lady Xianggong's arrangement.

   But she got the point, that is to go back to Beijing.

   She clenched her fist, Shen Pingxiu, prepare to meet the anger of auntie!

  In the country of Wu, thousands of miles away, the ghost face and his party secretly entered the palace of General Yan, the capital of the capital.

   As soon as the news of Emperor Wu's serious illness came out, General Yan was assassinated. It was not clear what the situation of the king was, so he had to be cautious.

   In fact, he shouldn't have come back so rashly, but General Yan is his adoptive father, and he has kindness to him, so he can't ignore his safety.

   As soon as they entered the mansion, they met the oncoming butler who didn't want to. Seeing the ghost face, the butler burst into tears: "Major General, you're back."

   "How is the foster father?" Ghostface asked.

   The butler wiped away his tears: "The general was assassinated, I don't want the sword to be smeared with poison by the thief.

  The old slave invited all the doctors in the city and said that he was helpless. "

   Ghost Face clenched his fist: "I'll take Doctor Chang to see him first."

   After saying that, he turned around and strode away to the main courtyard.

  Yan Guangmao had a childhood sweetheart girl in his early years, but it was a pity that Yan Guangmao was only an unknown person from the Chinese Imperial Army.

   He knew that he was not worthy of the woman, so he looked for an opportunity to follow the bandits, and he wanted to marry a beautiful woman after making a fortune.

   But he didn't want to see the woman's home suddenly change when he was out, and when he returned, the woman would have disappeared long ago.

   After finally finding out the woman's whereabouts, the person has disappeared, and Yan Guangmao has never married because of this.

   Therefore, in addition to the ghost face who hardly returns, this manor is also the master of Yan Guangmao.

   The butler saw that except for Doctor Chang, who was carrying the medicine box, the others wanted to follow him, so he hurriedly stopped him and said, "It's not easy to be too noisy there, this old slave will take everyone down to rest first."

   Ghost Mian stopped and nodded, but those subordinates stopped following.

  The two went straight into Yan Guangmao's room and looked at the middle-aged man lying unconscious on the bed.

   The ghost face frowned and said: "Doctor Chang, I have a lot of work."

  Doctor Chang hurriedly said that he didn't dare, put down the medicine box and went forward to check the pulse carefully. After about a cup of tea, he stroked his beard and let out a sigh of relief.

  The ghost side breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a sudden sound of heavy and orderly footsteps outside the courtyard.

   He turned his head and saw Nangong Huai, the Prince of Wu State, wearing a bright yellow four-clawed python robe, coming with a large group of soldiers and surrounding the courtyard.

   "You did it?" Ghost Face walked to the door and asked with narrowed eyes.

   In this way, it can be explained why the adoptive father who is so cautious and cautious will be plotted against.

   Everyone knows that the General Zhenguo Mansion supports the prince, and even Nangong Huai himself thinks so. The adoptive father may not have thought that this man would suddenly attack him.

   He looked around at the people that Nangong Huai had brought, and frowned, this was an invitation to enter the urn against him.

   Nangong Huai was in his thirties, and his body was slightly fatter. He sneered: "Unfortunately, you know it too late."

   At this time, there was the sound of fighting outside the courtyard, and the ghost face didn't need to think about it and knew that the people he brought were blocked from the outside.

   "Aren't you afraid of His Majesty's guilt?" The ghost face's voice was slow.

  Nangong Huai laughed: "The father is old, and his health is not very good these days. Why should he worry about this kind of thing."

   He was established as the crown prince at the age of fifteen, and it has been fifteen years since his father was overdue.

   "But my adoptive father will not hinder you." The ghost face continued to delay time.

  Nangong Huai sneered: "Really, isn't your Yan family support and loneliness on the surface, but befriend my third brother behind the scenes? Even help him get a lot of slave fighting from Daxia."

  In Wu Kingdom, fighting slaves is the most profitable, and that is all white money.

  A prince, what can he do with so much money?

  Nangong Huaiqi's Yan family did one thing in person, and another behind their backs, and even more hated that the Yan family chose him between themselves and the third brother who was inferior to him in everything.

   The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Nangong Huai stopped talking nonsense with the ghost face. He retreated from the encirclement and shouted, "Archer, prepare."

   A row of archers knelt on one knee on the ground, pulled their bows and arrows in unison, and aimed at the ghost face.

   The ghost face frowned, it seemed that this matter had nothing to do with Song Jingchen, it was a really good move.

   "Let's go." The stern voice sounded again.

   In an instant, ten thousand arrows were fired, and arrow feathers came towards the ghost face. He pulled out the soft sword around his waist to block it, and took advantage of the interval between the soldiers changing arrows to dodge back into the room.

   He slammed the door shut.

   "Secret, secret path." Yan Guangmao's weak voice suddenly sounded.

   It turned out that when he was talking with Nangong Huai while the ghost face was talking, Dr. Chang fed him an antidote and gave him acupuncture to forcibly wake him up.

   This is also the reason why the ghost face delays time.

   Ghostface swung the arrow away with his sword, kicked the table in the middle to act as a shield, and walked to the bedside to carry Yan Guangmao on his back.

   Thanks blank (no name), natural reward, refill.

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   (end of this chapter)