Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

After the note was handed over, before the fierce brute force broke out, Rakuten, who had slipped away earlier, hurriedly left the royal palace.

Winding all the way out of the gate of the Fan Wang Mansion, Lotte glanced at the eye of a tall building in the distance, and Long Xiaoyu was lying on it leisurely.

He rested his head on one hand, bent his knees, closed his eyes with a sham, and lazily enjoyed the bath in the warm autumn sun, as if isolated from the world, and formed his own world.

Thinking of the possibility that he might have been killed by the prince's fist not long ago, and looking at someone who had a long sleep at this moment, Rakuten could not breathe in one place.

He kicked his feet, gritted his teeth and leaped over the roof where Long Xiaoyu was.

Once on the roof, Lotte deliberately made the sound of the floor loud.

Unexpectedly, he stepped on some of the fragile red brick tiles and rolled straight down, causing a swear by passersby who were almost hit by broken tiles on the street.

Lotte subconsciously stretched his face and looked down—

I saw a saucy young woman with one hand on her hips and one finger on the roof of the broken tile, spitting the star with a spit in her mouth, cursing.

"Which god-damn man on the roof, throwing a stone down at the old lady, hurry to roll it down!"

"Goddamn bastard, get down with my mother ..."

Rarely such a shy woman, Rakuten shook his body unbearably.

Without paying attention to the shrew downstairs down the street, Lotte sat down, hiding his visible presence on the street.

He angrily pointed at Long Xiaoyu, who was still sleeping peacefully without being affected by the outside world: "Long Xiaoyu, to me, can you have a good conscience?"

"You never thought about it. My modest and elegant small body, what if I accidentally become the soul of Long Wenyu's big man?"

"You said that if you want to use Long Jingtian to throw bricks to attract jade, tell me earlier. It made me famous, and I just got a bad reputation in the Prince's Mansion. How can you let me hang around in the future?"

He chattered resentment, but the latter was still leisurely, and immediately made Lotte feel like a fool who sang a one-man show.

So, Rakuten broke out and opened his throat regardless of the image: "I said, boss, have you ever heard me ..."

"Noisy!" Long Xiaoyu opened her eyes, frowned, and casually drew her ears, and asked quietly, "How do you want the king to reward you?"

It didn't seem to have thought Long Xiaoyu would ask such a question, and Rakuten suddenly snapped, and was flattered when he responded.

This is still his indignation, and Long Xiaoyu gave him the normal attitude he wanted.

You know, this is the first time, the first time ...

While Lotte was still in the joy of being flattered, the sound of Long Xiaoyu Yun's breeze was heard in his ear.

I saw that Long Xiaoyu sat up, and glanced downstairs with a sense of gaze, with a smile in his eyes: "You have done such a great job, it is better for the king downstairs to share the same language with you A perfect woman, maybe you're satisfied? "

Still in a happy lottery nodded, subconsciously blurted out the word "satisfaction"-

Suddenly, in the course of his thinking head operation, he directly understood what Long Xiaoyu had just said.

Suddenly, Rakuten became irritable.

Satisfied!

The somber guy, Long Xiaoyu, confuses him with the elegant gentleman and the **** downstairs?

Just confuse it, and still need to match him with such a vixen? Unbearable!

At this moment, Lotte completely forgot the complaints he had just made when he was on the roof, and was able to play a mixed drama with the vixen downstairs.

"You can do it, you are terrific, I won't talk to you!" Lotte, who has nowhere to send his hair, thumbs up and directly recognizes it.

What can he do if he meets people badly and makes friends accidentally?

In case, Long Xiaoyu was so vulgar that he had allocated the vixen to him, and he couldn't find any place to cry.

It's no use knowing that you can complain again, and Rakuten directly shifts the topic.

Thinking of leaving hurriedly at Yumiya yesterday, there was one important thing that was not mentioned, and Lotte changed a serious expression.

He stared at Long Xiaoyu, his voice a little hesitant: "Yes, Madam, there is one more thing ..."

Long Xiaoyu stood up, hands behind his back, dark eyes like obsidian, suddenly dim, dim, unknown, wondering what was thinking.

Rakuten also stood up. He rolled his throat and said in a breath: "In recent days, although her physical condition has improved significantly, she has also returned to normal breath. She may wake up in a few days, but she will need to take medication in the future It has to be increased. Maybe Ling Ling may want her ... "

I wanted to finish it in one breath, but in the end, Rakuten stopped talking.

The ‘medicine’ he said was not a herbal medicine, but exquisite blood, only exquisite blood that only Yue Linglong had in this world.

Previously, Long Xiaoyu asked him to go to Longyue Palace regularly to find Yue Linglong ... But now, his wife's need for Linglong's blood has been in short supply.

After listening to Lotte's words, Long Xiaoyu's face had no emotions, as indifferent as ice, but he didn't know that his hands behind his back had been fists.

Long Xiaoyu didn't move for a while. If it wasn't already used to, Lotte would think that Long Xiaoyu did not hear him, and then he had to repeat it.

After waiting for a long time, Lotte touched his nose and planned to say his thoughts directly.

At this time, Long Xiaoyu, who was silent for a long time, spoke.

However, what he said has nothing to do with Rakuten just mentioned.

I saw Long Xiaoyu raised her eyelids and looked at the Fan Palace where people ran out in a hurry, and smiled coldly: "I don't need to come here for the time being, Long Jingtian is not so valuable in Long Wenyu's eyes, let them take good care of them. Struggling to death, you go back to the palace. "

"What?" Lotte stunned by Long Xiaoyu's words for a while.

After reacting, he widened his eyes and asked subconsciously: "How do you know that Long Wenyu is not willing to that thing? You must know that Long Jingtian is the only biological son?"

Whether Long Jingtian is the son of Long Wenyu or not, Lotte doesn't care.

He is concerned that if he just gives up like this, wouldn't he have just suffered in vain?

Even if you don't want to please, it still makes him an injustice?

Long Xiaoyu glanced at Lotte faintly, his eyes were as plain as looking at an idiot, and he was too lazy to explain to him, he left a sentence: "Since it is here, go to the palace when you have time, that old man may You still need to be a **** doctor to fix him. "

After dropping this sentence, before Rakuten spoke, Long Xiaoyu's figure had disappeared from the roof.

Looking at the direction where Long Xiaoyu disappeared, Lotte frowned.

The hardest thing is him.

The uncle has just finished arranging here, and now he has to fix his emperor Laozi.

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Royal palace.

Royal Garden.

The autumn wind is full of plants, and the fallen leaves are scattered, like a butterfly dancing in the air, adding a new life to the imperial garden with flowers in the past.

Under the gazebo with fluttering curtains, there was a long low table with a guqin on it.

Princess Anya sat gracefully playing on it.

Playing the beautiful and beautiful tunes, seems to have been absorbed in the gods, and drunk with the sound, and become a separate person.

Accompanied by the rhythm played by the fingertips, and thinking of the person who missed her, Princess Anya's eyes were covered with a thin layer of water mist, and her eyes were filled with endless sorrow and sadness.

So I saw the scene of pity, it seems that anyone can't bear to bother to see.

Not far away, a maid with a smile on her face rushed over, breaking the echoing piano sound in the pavilion.

"Princess princess, there is news, finally news." Princess Anya Qiuyue was panting and shouting while running.

Suddenly interrupted, Princess Anya was very upset and grabbed the strings with both hands and let go.

After a while, the original Jingmei Qinmei Royal Garden resounded with a harsh and sharp "尖!" Sound, and for a long time did not calm down.

"Are you blind? You haven't seen the princess playing the piano!" Princess Anya shot a sharp look at Qiuyue who didn't bother her to play the piano.

"Slave Tang suddenly broke, please princess forgive me!" Qiuyue quickly lowered her head and confessed her mistakes, afterwards, with an unbelievable joy in her voice: "But princess, Slave just heard that Doctor Le went to the Prince's Mansion last night to treat the grandfather, and he should still be there . "

After hearing the words, Princess Anya's eyes brightened, and the water mist at the bottom of the eye had long since disappeared, and instantly turned from anger to joy: "Is this true?"

"It's true." Qiu Yue nodded excitedly, and said with a smile, "Doctor Le and His Highness King have a close relationship and have a close relationship. He must know the news of His Highness."

Qiu Yue's words, Princess Anya agreed, otherwise she would not just be happy when she heard Lotte.

"Go, let's go to the palace of the Prince." Princess Anya stood up and couldn't wait.

If you only enter the gate of Lotte at this time, you know that you will encounter some difficult people when you walk through the door once and for all, and he will not walk away in an upright manner.

...

Lotte used to be careful every time he entered the palace, and then be careful to prevent Li Xinyuan's goods.

However, these two days, running around, toiling and toiling, he really did not have the energy to choose a cornice to walk into the palace like a thief.

The gates of the palace are so tightly guarded that it is not for anyone who wants to enter. Lotte does not have an official and a half job, let alone.

Although he had a reputation, he was allowed to enter and leave the palace freely after being authorized by Wenyu, but he has never liked to show his face. Now he suddenly appears in front of the palace door. Who recognizes him? Who cares about him? If they are not allowed, they will be sent to prison.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the palace, the guards did not wait to stop the way, and Lotte scooped out the token of His Royal Highness Prayer from his arms and shone to the guard's leader.

As soon as the token was lighted up, the entrance to the palace was banned, and all the way was instantly unblocked.

At this time, Lotte was carrying the medicine chest, with one hand behind his back, holding his head upright, walking slowly on the wide avenue, looking away, so leisurely.

Suddenly, he saw a carriage not far away ...