Immortal Voices

Confucian students stood awkwardly in place, somewhat helpless.

Want to say something, but don't know what to say.

When Rong Xian looked at his gesture, he meaningfully issued a meaningless syllable: "--oh."

The Confucian gave a cough, a cheeky deep gift, saying, "Have my Highness also be merciful."

Rong Xian groaned, but let go of a few meaningless people. She didn't take a few pills.

But this Confucian can really bring the antidote back safely?

Those guys who have never shot are not just watching.

But she looked at the righteous look of Confucian Mei Yuma, and then looked at the face of this person. It was not a short-lived one, and it should be fine to think about it.

Rong Xian grabbed her right hand in the air, and the faint gas was kneaded into three pills.

The tip of her left finger was on the elixir, and vitality poured into the elixir.

A porcelain bottle popped out of her hand. She put three tablets of elixir into the porcelain bottle and handed it to Confucian students.

"Take it to save people, the extra medicine is sent to protect you." Rong Xian's expression was warm and soft, and her tone was not slick, making people feel like a spring breeze.

The Confucian took the porcelain bottle solemnly, and there was no doubt that the medicine was fake.

Probably this is the so-called # 以 自己 度人 #.

Confucian scholars are bright and clear, and they feel that other people are also bright and clear.

Fortunately, Rong Xian didn't mean to pit him, otherwise, wasn't that a pit?

Confucius held the porcelain bottle, looked at Xia Rongxian from left to right, and finally said seriously, "His Royal Highness is different from what I imagined."

Confucian scholars read the book of sages, and based on the idea of ​​ruling the country and the world, they paid most attention to the immortal dynasties.

Among these immortals, the Nan Rong dynasty suddenly started.

The news that His Majesty the Sword Emperor of Nan Rong found an heir from the Nether Realm has spread throughout the northern part of the continent. In the circle of Confucian scholars, he has been speculating about the nature of this His Highness brought from the Nether Realm. One country has a heavy burden.

Afterwards, there were scattered news, the most is that Her Highness has been seeing a doctor to save people, she is a doctor!

The people who heard the news at the beginning were stunned, and some Confucian scholars could not help but leave their sleeves and rebuked the sword emperor for making a noise.

The Jiangshan News Agency can't play like this and give it to one person at will, which is irresponsible to the people of the world.

Some tough-minded Confucians directly called friends to accompany them to Nanrong Qianjing. They wanted to meet the Emperor Sword Emperor.

Even in the Taiji Hospital, it is better to leave the Highness to the hospital than to be the empress.

But what happened later made everyone dizzy.

The Highness first made a grudge with the people at Shanhai Dojo, and then the people from Bei Zhao offered a reward and murder, and the Imperial City Division dispatched directly.

The calm north part of the northern part of Xinjiang was suddenly windy and turbulent. The Yinshan Mountain outside Qifeng Town changed to the past and was silent and lively.

In total, fifty-six strong men entered Yinshan, and within a day, only one survived.

Several of the dead were among the strongest. This was a big storm, and the whole ministry was uproared, and the Highness made it to the ranking.

To be honest, after so many years, Confucian is the first time to see such a person who is so noisy.

It took only a few days of work from the lower world to disturb Buzhou.

He thought that His Royal Highness was restless and temperamental. Who knew that at first sight he was found to be gentle and courteous, and his breath was pure.

He suddenly felt embarrassed and felt that he had made the mistake of 'listening to the wind is rain'. He didn't see a real person just denying a person just by hearing about it, which made him always feel a little ill in the face of His Highness.

Rong Xian glanced at him, and probably guessed what he was thinking.

Rong Xian chuckled, and didn't ask much, but said warmly: "You go back to save people as soon as possible, be careful on the road, some people are misconducted, grab the antidote."

The Confucian student was worried about his classmate, nodded quickly, and turned to leave.

But he couldn't rest assured at this time: "Your Highness, what are you doing now? Even if most people here are poisoned, those who are not poisoned will still come to your trouble."

He thought about it, and seemed determined to say, "If His Highness does not dislike it, after he has helped his classmates, he is willing to help His Highness avoid this calamity."

Rong Xian refused bluntly. Her eyebrows were quiet and she spoke softly like every lady: "Sir need not be involved, I will leave here soon."

After a pause, the green light flashed in her hand, and a lotus flower exuding softness appeared in her hand.

Rong Xian held the flowers and stood, a little bit of sunlight dripping on her body through the mist, holy and gentle.

"After I left, Mr. Laofan attributed this lotus to heaven and earth, and then the poison of spring sleep would be relieved." Rong Xian said sincerely.

Confucian student's eyes widened and he didn't dare to say: "Your Royal Highness is sure to give it to me?"

Rong Xian solemnly said: "Mr. can travel to this place for the sake of classmates, regardless of the danger. This behavior is really admirable. I am relieved to give him the antidote."

The Confucian student was so trusted by her that she felt warm in her heart, and she took the lotus promise and said, "His Royal Highness, rest assured, I will take good care of this lotus to relieve the poison of everyone."

Rong Xian sighed quietly: "If there are a few good people in the world who are as noble as morals, why are you unclean?"

After all, she turned and left.

The Confucian seemed to think of something, and he shouted quickly: "His Royal Highness, under Yan Rui, thank you His Highness for your donation of medicine today, and I will definitely report it in the future."

Rong Xian stepped slightly, and then continued to move forward.

Yan Rui did not get a response and was not disappointed. He murmured holding the lotus and whispered to himself: "Tai Nu Ya is completely different from the legend. She gave me lotus as an antidote. One is to stop me from helping her with Everyone is the enemy, and the second is to help the drowsy people and broaden their connections. "

He stroked the lotus lightly, full of emotion: "His Royal Highness medicine is for self-protection, and now he still knows about medicine. He has never had any bad thoughts. He is bright and gentle, kind and gentle, and deserves to be a doctor."

As soon as the voice fell, Yan Rui's expression was stagnant, and her eyes were a little tangled.

Her Royal Highness can be a good doctor, but she is the future king of the fairy dynasty ...

Yan Rui rubbed her forehead with a headache, pressed her heart to the bottom of her heart, and walked towards her whereabouts.

His companion is still waiting for an antidote.

After Yan Rui walked away, Rong Yu asked, "Is the teacher just give him the antidote?"

Rong Xian raised her eyelids and said casually: "I wanted to find someone to send antidote at will. Since Yan Rui happened to be there, I gave it to him."

"Will you let these people go?" Rong Yu reluctantly.

Rong Xian's expression was restrained, and his tone was so low that Rong Yu felt dull: "Otherwise? Let me kill them all?"

Rong Yu frowned, "It's okay to kill."