As the cool breeze blew, Ning Yu's misty spiritual platform seemed to be clearer. When he lowered his eyes, a layer of cold sweat suddenly arose behind him, and the alcohol was scared away.

"What are you doing alone?" Ning Yu quickly stood up and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was intact.

"Your Highness," Hong Lingyun's bra was messy, her face seemed to be covered with a layer of rouge. When she looked at Ning Yu, she was full of affection.

Although there is no real husband and wife just now, what is the difference?

"You are plotting against me!" Ning Yu's face was cold and he looked at Hong Lingyun with anger. He knew that this girl was smart and was planning for him just now?

When I thought deeply, my head hurts a little and my body shaking.

"No, Your Highness just now..." Hong Lingyun said, and hurried forward to Fu Ningyu.

Ning Yu was in a bad mood and pushed Hong Lingyun away, angrily saying, "I don't need you..."

"Bang..."

After all, Hong Lingyun had not yet sobered up, and her feet were unsteady at this time, and she fell to the side of the small corners, and some corners were wiping between her eyebrows, blood was flowing like a stream.

With a painful hum, Hong Lingyun's head was a little dizzy. She raised her hand and wiped her jade palms, which were very dazzling.

"This..." Ning Yu's face changed slightly, and she said in a deep voice: "Hong Lingyun, are you okay?"

Hong Lingyun raised her head, and at this moment, blood was dripping down her cheeks, flowing on Xueyan's cheeks, but she didn't wipe them, but her humiliating gaze seemed to have lost its focus, and she pursed her lips tightly, without saying a word.

"Come, come quickly." Ning Yu shouted loudly when he saw Hong Lingyun's face was pale and seemed to be bleeding.

Liao Nian ran to the hall quickly, without looking squinted, and his face was not different, and he clasped his fists and said, "What are your instructions?"

The King of Chu looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Miss Hong was drinking with her orphans, but she accidentally fell down. Take her with her and let Doctor Xu see."

Liao Nian glanced at Hong Lingyun, who was in a daze. Although she was strange, she remained silent on her face and said with a fist: "That humble position will be retired."

As he said that, he helped Hong Lingyun up his arm and went to the outsider.

Ning Yu sighed and looked at the wine pots on several tables, "Drinking alcohol will make a mistake, and you won't be able to touch a drop of this wine in the future."

When I think of myself, I almost shuddered.

In a secluded courtyard, an old man who was nearly sixty years old helped the pale Hong Lingyun stop bleeding, applied medicine, and wrapped her cloth, then said: "Miss, what's wrong with me?"

Hong Lingyun's eyes were lost and she pursed her lips tightly, as if she hadn't heard it.

"Miss Hong, what are you feeling uncomfortable? Tell Mr. Xu that Mr. Xu is the second seat of Jinling Imperial Hospital and is skilled in medical skills." Liao Nian said from the side, and saw that Hong Lingyun still refused, frowned and said, "Mr. Xu, do you see?"

Doctor Xu waved his hand and said kindly: "It should be that his mind has been stimulated to relieve her. I will prescribe some medicines to replenish blood and replenish qi later."

As he said that, he got up and silently packed the medicine box. As for Liao Nian, he also wanted to turn around and plan to report his life.

But at this moment, Hong Lingyun's voice without any emotion rang out, "Will my face... have scars?"

"This..." Doctor Xu pondered for a while and said, "Where the girl covers her hair with her hair, it will not affect anything."

Hong Lingyun had no expression on her face, her eyes were cold and cruel, and she said softly unconsciously: "It's just that I will stay."

For some reason, when facing this cold gaze, Doctor Xu was shocked. He was not afraid of anything. He was 60 years old and had few things to fear. Instead, he remembered a past story and sighed slowly: "Miss, if you are afraid of affecting your appearance, I have a way to make up for it."

"What kind of way to make up for it?" Before Hong Lingyun could speak, Liao Nian asked hurriedly.

At this time, Hong Lingyun's eyes were already lifeless, and she was looking forward to looking at Doctor Xu.

Doctor Xu pondered: "I just observed the wound on the girl's forehead. It looked like an arc of the moon. It would be better to stab three plum blossoms with the flow. The snowy skin dyed the red plum blossoms, which should not reduce the beauty of the girl."

Doctor Xu recited a poem casually, and in a trance, the light and shadow intertwined, as if a young imperial physician with gentle jade and graceful sleeves slowly walked into the harem where the palace was deeply in prison... Unfortunately, the Imperial Doctor was not named Wen.

Seeing Hong Lingyun's intentional expression, Doctor Xu smiled and said, "Don't worry, girl, although I am already sixty years old, my hand is still stable when I put the needle."

"Then Lingyun begs Mr. Xu to give needles." Hong Lingyun suddenly stood up and bowed to the imperial physician Xu Yingying.

"Now?"

“It’s now.”

"But the girl was injured? That pain..." Doctor Xu said with a frown.

"It's okay, Lingyun can bear it." Hong Lingyun's eyes were deep and she said in her heart, "How about heartache? I want to remember this pain... Qianxue, my good sister, this is what you gave me."

Xuanyuan Temple·Houshan

It has been three or four days since we got married, so the world also has the custom of returning to the country. Xu Xing also accompanied Liancheng to the Shi family yesterday. There is no need to say anything about socializing and accompanying guests. It is worth mentioning that Xu Xing quietly went to Wang Tianshou's house in Jining, found out some facts, and dealt with them.

On that day, Jing Feibai once said that the two monks were from Jining, and Xu Xing had some speculations about why the monks from Wantuo Temple found him so quickly? Sure enough, after a visit, it was confirmed that the Wang family was also involved in the planning.

Therefore, Xu Xing followed the principle of partial implementation and full responsibility and used small tricks to make Wang Tianshou unable to sleep in his dream, and there was no killing.

In the past two days, it was finally empty, and Xu Xing also wanted to move. Because he was willing to pay money, the newly bought mansion covers a vast land and has many gardens. In fact, it is a low mountain next to Xuanyuan Temple. He was originally a wealthy businessman from Shandong. He was worried about the situation in the north and moved his family to Jinling. In order to prevent his urgent need to take it off, he entrusted an old housekeeper to slowly find the buyer.

Or maybe it was a businessman.

Xu Xing didn't care about these things either. He was now in the secret realm in Xuanyuan Temple and accompanied Qingwei and Ling Xu to drink.

"Fellow Daoist Xu is just married, and he is just like a slutty, so why have the rest?" Qing smiled and joked. The Taoist looked pretty and looked like a boy, but when he smiled, the crow's feet deep in the corners of his eyes always reminded Xu Xing, which was clearly a "young elder".

Ling Xu sipped the wine lightly and smiled slightly.

Xu Xing's expression paused, as if the breeze had passed by, and he said nothing, "I just had some doubts in my practice recently, and I want to ask the next two Taoist priests."

"Oh? Tell me." Qingwei twisted a peanut, chewed it, and smacked her lips, and she felt like she was fried chicken.

"How to start with the realm of the soul," Xu Xing pondered for a moment and asked.

Qingwei was silent for a while and said carefully: "Are you Fellow Daoist Xu too anxious? Didn't you just condense the golden elixir just now?"

Ling Xu also stopped and looked over in confusion.

Xu Xing said: "It's not that I'm eager for quick success or instant benefits, but that there are strong enemies outside who can't sleep well every day. I know to nourish the spirit with qi day and night, as many as ten years, as few as three to five years, and this soul will come naturally."

When Ling Xu heard this, his heart was filled with storms and said to himself: "Fellow Daoist Xu just said ten years? three or five years?"
Chapter completed!