Unbridled Medical Expert Consort: Demon Prince, Be Good

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At the grand and solemn post-enclosure ceremony, no one noticed that there were two more uninvited guests in the dark.

Numerous heavily armed banned army guards were arranged around the Plaza of Heaven to prevent any accidents. The Manchu martial arts officials and the envoys from the Southern Wei Dynasty stood around the square and watched the ongoing ceremony. The atmosphere did not dare to come out.

On the roof of the Chongming Hall, the tallest building in the surrounding area, there is a huge golden faucet standing on the left and right sides. The eyes are inlaid with red glaze, and the scales are vivid, but the back of the faucet hides two figures, which is Nalan’s night. And Luo Qingying.

The defending banned army only paid attention to the movement around the square, and did not think that there would be Tibetans on the top of the palace not far away. Under the broad daylight, a little carelessness will reveal the line of hiding. Where can there be such a daring thief who dares to hide here?

"Nalan night, you can be courageous enough, actually brought me here, you are not afraid to be discovered?" Knowing that it is still safe, Luo Qingying could not help but tease him. According to Nalan's eyesight, of course, the safest hiding place will be selected, and the situation on the square can be seen without being noticed.

After taking a shot of Luo Qing's hand, Nalan saw a faint smile in her eyes and knew that she was not afraid.

A little smile, Nalan night said: "If you want to see a play, it is a little risky. But you can rest assured that even if something really happened, the husband can also take you safely to leave, relax and watch the show."

I absolutely believe that Nalan night, Luo Qingying An An heart sitting on the golden tiles, looking forward from the gap of the dragon neck.

The ceremony was proceeding in an orderly manner. Bai Yizhen, dressed in a big red phoenix palace, was slightly behind Hanson’s half-length. The two stood on the high platform and sang in the singer’s voice.

跪上天,跪先祖,鞠躬 three times after the ceremony, the two each got up, the action is very slow and extremely cautious, but in the eyes of Luo Qingying, Han Xun and Bai Yizhen are like two snails Things.

"It’s so troublesome, I don’t know how those women want to be queens."

Luo Qing pouted, deeply thought: "It is a happy thing to be a parent. You see them two. You don't have any feelings at all. The political marriage is like this. And even laughing can't laugh, otherwise it is 亵渎Royal majesty, my God, if I am, I ran early."

Thinking of her own situation with Nalan, she felt so complicated, and she didn't like Nalan night, so she didn't care to eat in the sedan chair. If it is now...

Shouldn't it be? She must have a perfect process and be happy to be married to Nalan.

But think about it, it’s still fun to be a pro-day, Nalan’s night is holding her on the street, and secretly stuffing things for her to eat... Hey, Luo Qingyi thought of these details, maybe from that time, he liked her. Right? It was only that she was not aware of it at the time.

"Green, what are you thinking?" Suddenly remembered the low voice of Nalan at night, it sounded very good.

Quickly turned to look at him, for fear of being discovered, Luo Qingying shook his head: "Nothing, watching the play, these two people are really fake, there is no feeling at all, but they pretend to be a sacred look, boring."

"For some people, feelings are nothing but nothing. It is useless."

Nalan’s night was close to Luo Qing’s, holding her hand: “These two people, whether they are Han Xun or Bai Yiyi, once they are married, they are strong and strong, you must be careful.”

Feeling the worry of Nalan night, Luo Qing nodded and didn't think about it for the time being.

Today they came to see the ceremony, and Nalan’s night just said that there was a good show. Luo Qingyi could not help but ask: “Don’t you talk about taking me to the show? What are you looking at?”

"Don't worry, it hasn't entered the scope yet."

Range, is Nalan night wanting to do it? Luo Qingyi looked at him and didn't think he would be so arrogant. In order to ensure the smooth progress of today's post-mortem ceremony, there is at least a thousand banned troops near the square. Even if Nalan’s night has a great ability, it is impossible to make anything. Things are coming.

"You shouldn't learn Han Xun too, do you want to go white?" Inexplicably, a thought came out, Luo Qingyi guessed.

The more I think about it, the more likely it is that a woman is not a woman. She does not have the power of martial arts. Even if the surrounding defense is strict, it is not impossible to succeed if Nalan is not surprised at night.

After all, the light work of Nalan Night, Luo Qingyi has seen it.

But when I finished, Nalan said, "Where do you think of where you are going, I will naturally alarm the banned forces when I am shot. I am not worried about your safety?"

"What the **** are you doing?" Luo Qingying became more curious.

Nalan didn’t say anything else, only loosened Luo Qing’s hand and stared straight ahead at Han Xun and Bai Yijun.

A little bit past, the ceremony has been carried out in half, and then the two entered the Chongming Temple, and a book about the alliance with the Southern Wei State was read by the Book of Rites, and then it was almost completed. At this time, Han Xun and Bai Yiqi stood side by side and walked slowly toward the direction of Chongming Temple. The flat bluestone floor was clean and spacious, and the scene was immersed in a solemn atmosphere.

The phoenix palace worn by Bai Yizhen is gorgeous and complicated, and the long trailing foot is more than a foot, embroidered with delicate and delicate patterns. The ritual Shangshu, the book of Dou Mingyuan, held the instrument in the back, and he looked at it with a smile. He was careful when he saw it, and he was afraid of a half-point difference.

"Do you know this person?" Nalan said suddenly.

Looking at him in the past, Luo Qing could not help but say: "Who is this old man?"

This is an official of North Vietnam. She did not deliberately investigate it. Naturally, she did not know.

From the mouth of Nalan’s night, Luo Qingyi learned that the old man who looks like this is called Dou Mingyuan, the book of the rites of North Vietnam. The surface looks elegant and elegant, and the long hair has to be fluttering with a silver hair. Today, because of the ceremonial reasons, it is even more well-dressed, and the appearance of a modest and modest elder. But if he does not know that he is a private person, absolutely everyone will be deceived by him.

"The oldest hobby of this old man is painting and calligraphy." Nalan night faint.

"This is nothing? What happened?" Luo Qingqi asked.

If Dou Mingyuan has this preference, it is also a good habit to cultivate self-cultivation. Usually, when writing and painting, it is also a cultivation of sentiment. But this old man is different. The paintings he draws and the words he writes will be handed over to the butler and sold in a book of all the Wen family.

Anyone who wants Dou Shangshu to help the back door will go to a book in Yangming City to buy the paintings of Wen Shangshu at a high price and pay bribes in disguise. A pair of ordinary flat calligraphy and painting, ranging from a thousand to two silver, and more than tens of thousands, just by selling these things, Dou Mingyuan does not know how to collect millions of money every year, it is simply insatiable.

However, Han Xun did not say anything about this, nor did he move to Dou Mingyuan.

The courtiers of North Vietnam experienced a great change of blood, killing, killing, and swearing, not too many people available. It is precisely because of this, as long as Dou Mingyuan does not attempt to misbehave, commits chaos, and also has some ability, Han Xun will not move him for the time being.

"What, this old man is simply..." Luo Qingyi heard a slight flap of his lips, but he did not see that the old man was so greedy.

Grinning, Luo Qingyi immediately said: "Since this old man is not a good thing, this girl naturally does not like him. If such a person hits my hand, it is not a good lesson."

"That's good, it's him." Nalan night faintly, the corner of the lips raised a touch of curvature.

"What are you doing?" Luo Qingqi is not clear, just strange, but see Nalan night has been staring down, seeing Han Xun and Bai Yizhen have come to the front of the Chongming Temple, slightly slow, both went up the steps.

No one is aware that there will be a good show soon.

Soon, Han Xun and Bai Yiyi had already stepped up and stood in front of the temple, and they were about to enter. Look at this position in Luoqing, just see the top of the two people, can't see the face. Dou Mingyuan took the paper and followed it, step by step, and then he read the contents of the paper.

This is the most critical time, Dou Mingyuan could not help but feel nervous.

It must not be wrong, otherwise he will be careful for many years. If there is a bit of a smashing thing, he will be ruthless.

For the temper of the North Vietnamese Emperor, Dou Mingyuan knows the most clearly.

Who knows, the more he is careful, the more he will go wrong. Walking, cold and not a strong pain in the knee, as if something was violently hit by the general, painful and thorough, and Dou Mingyuan was soft on the spot, the whole person was like a gourd, rolling down the steps.

The surrounding officials are watching!

噗通,噗通,噗通...

"Hey--" Dou Mingyuan's painful licking of his buttocks only felt that an old bone had to fall apart, and a distorted scream. The next moment he suddenly remembered the occasion, could not help but screams and stopped, looking forward with fear.

The North Vietnamese Emperor stared at him with a sullen look, and he was so angry that he could not wait for a knife to cut his posture. The princess standing next to her was frowning, as if she didn't expect such a thing to happen. It was quite uncomfortable.

"Your Majesty, the old minister is definitely not intentional..."

The whole person was panicked, and Dou Shangshu couldn’t care for the pain. The fart and the urinary flow climbed over, and the hands and feet used to squat on the ground and kept facing the North Emperor’s head: "The old confessed to sin, ask for forgiveness, and forgive me!"

By this time, Luo Qingying, who was hiding above the temple, knew what Nalan said about the good play.

If it weren't all people below, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Nalan night, you are too wicked? You can't say that this old man is humiliating, Han Xun is the most shameful. And it is still the post-sealing ceremony, I am afraid that it will not take long, even the Southern Wei State understood."

Luo Qing reluctantly smiled, and the sly face was flushed, and the trembling voice lingered into the arms of Nalan’s night.

No one thought of coming here!