Unbridled Medical Expert Consort: Demon Prince, Be Good

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The wheels rolled and ran over the snow, leaving two deep traces that stretched out into the distance.

The front is the city, the sword puts down the curtain, and the head shrinks back. However, just after the probe looked at the outside, it was cold on her face, the cold wind whistling, and the snow was white, and the scenery was good for snow, but it was not suitable for travel. The sword was close together and the internal force was running. This was warmer.

Unexpectedly, in just a few days of luxury, she was not used to this simple life. This time, she has been well protected by Nalan night, almost all in the camp, the food is washed in and everyone is sent in, almost no need to think about her.

Looking back on these days, the sword is very emotional, such a day is her yearning. All kinds of enjoyment, Jinyi jade food, accompanied by a beloved man, petting and caring, she simply can't wait for her life.

This is the most comfortable day she has lived in her eighteen years, and it is also the most comfortable time for her current task.

Recalling the days when it was precarious and at any time in danger, the sword vowed never to return to the past. She didn't want to be a slave to others for a lifetime, and she would be a killer for a lifetime.

She is still so young, and she has learned a skill, whether it is the ability to kill, or let a man like his ability, she is clear. Just waiting for her to go to Xichu Jingcheng to get rid of the real Luoqing, completely replace her, all this can become a reality.

However, this car is really slow, if you can go to Xichu Jingcheng tonight!

She kept her sneak into the king's house, killed Luo Qingyu, and replaced it.

I couldn't help but frown, and the sword was cold and cold: "Yuan Xing, how long is it?"

Hearing the voice from the car, Yuan Xing's face was dark. If it wasn't for Yongan telling him the truth, then he got the proof of the king of Chu. He couldn't guess that this woman was not Luo Qing, it was fake!

Out of Luo Qingyi, Yuan Xing would not admit that any woman is related to her own prince, especially behind her. In addition to disguising like Wang Hao, she did not know how many flaws she showed from beginning to end, and thought she was dressed up. Yesterday, on the street, she even injured a pair of mother and child in the street. How could this kind of woman who is so vicious and sinful?

But nothing, so soon the woman could not stand up. Yuan Xing casually said: "There is still about ten miles, and it will take about half an hour."

"How come there is half an hour, Yuan Xing, can't you let the horse run faster? I have to be cold-dead." The voice of the sword was heard in the car, and Yuan Xing couldn't help but start the fire.

If Luo Qingyi, he will not have a little opinion, but will also speed up. The real Wang Hao is so good to Yuan Xing, and he is also treated to cure the dark wounds. Is this woman able to compare? Yuan Xing snorted and said: "Wang Hao, you are in a hurry and useless. The snow on the road is too thick, and the horse can't run fast."

"Useless things." The sword whispered, and did not know whether the horse was driving or was in Yuan Xing.

According to the anger of the heart, Yuan Xing secretly calculated, less than an hour's journey, almost the hands. Waiting for a while, the carriage finally drove out of the woods, and it opened up in front of it, and a large lake appeared in front of it.

The lake has been frozen, and the light can be seen, and there are a few wild birds that are foraging. When they see people, they fly away. On both sides of the river are the yellow reeds, which are covered with snow, golden and snow-white, and have a taste.

"Wang Hao, don't take a break here, let the horse rest." Yuan Xing raised his voice and said: "There is a lake nearby. I am going to get some fish. Wang Hao eats some hot food and warms up."

Can you eat fish?

When the sword was heard, he immediately came to the party.

After running for a day, it will soon be dark. Although it has been eaten a lot with the car, it is basically dry food. If she was too hungry from time to time, she was forced to eat two biscuits and drink some honey. Where did she eat the dry food? As soon as I heard that I could eat fresh fish, I could rest for a while, and the sword would not be able to hurry and immediately drive the curtain.

"Well, Yuan Xing, you hurry to get some fish for me, but I don't want to eat spicy today, you better give me a pot of fish soup." The sword wrapped tightly, jumped out of the car, stepped on the snow. Looking at the Jingning Lake in front of the ground, my heart flew up.

Yuan Xing’s heart is secretly funny, I’m afraid that the last time he was doing something spicy, right? Deserve it.

However, he still promised, and walked quickly.

Standing by the lake, the sword looked at Yuan Xing and opened a hole in the heart of the lake. Then he put a sharpened branch into the water and checked the fish. Skilled and fast, obviously not the first time to do this kind of thing, the sword is so interested, can not help but have an interest, slowly stepping on the ice and walking forward.

Yuan Xing has already caught four or five fish, and they are all big ones. They are jumping on the ice and jumping for a moment. He held a wet branch in his hand and was concentrating on the ice hole in front of him, waiting for the arrival of the fish.

Sweeping the fish, the sword brows a sigh: "These fish are too small, and the soup is delicious. Yuan Xing, you have to make a big one."

It’s good to eat, but it’s still picky? Yuan Xing looked up at her and looked at the sword. "What do you think of me? I want you to catch the fish quickly? Don't lie."

"Wang Hao, if you come over like this, you don't care to fall?" Yuan Xing looked strange and looked like a smile.

The sword is not afraid of falling!

She is not a normal woman, let alone step on the ice, even if it is stepping on the plum pile. However, Yuan Xing asked the weirdness. The sword did not have so much patience to answer him, but it was a subordinate. Anyway, Nalan was not there anyway. She would have to pack him sooner or later.

"I don't get in the way, I will be careful..."

Just finished, the sword suddenly felt dizzy in his head, and he felt that the sky was turning, and he could stand still at any time. She suddenly screamed: "Ah, Yuan Xing, I..."

When the words were not finished, the waiter felt that he seemed to have stumbled under his feet. He plopped down and fell down. Unfortunately, she fell into the ice cave. Suddenly, the whole person is like falling into the hail. A lot of water is coming in, cold and biting, where the sword is still dizzy, and you can't wake up again in an instant.

The first reaction was to hurry up the shore, but the swordman moved, caught a cold and hard thing, and shattered the next moment, she remembered that she was catching ice. I fell into the ice cave. If I don't hurry up, don't say drowning, I just fear that I will freeze her.

The warm clothes on her body were soaked in water and became extremely heavy. The swordsman's feet did not touch the bottom. There was no way to borrow. She wanted to catch the ice, but the ice cubes could be broken and could not be controlled. This time, even if the water-based sword is panicked, I did not expect that one day I might still be drowned.

"Yuan Xing...save and save me!" The sword was desperate, and his hands fluttered and shouted for help.

Standing on the edge of the ice, Yuan Xing did not intend to reach out.

Just now he secretly sentenced him to the sword, otherwise she would not fall into the ice cave. The prince commanded, looking for an opportunity to torture her origins, and then solved her, and then waited and waited to meet the people of Xiangyang City who migrated later.

Otherwise, why should Nalan not let Yuan Xing personally send this woman?

Looking at the sword in the water, Yuan Xing slowly squatted down and put the branches in his hands. The gentle way: "Wang Hao, don't panic, I will save you. You grab this branch, I Pull you up."

The sword has been frozen all over the body. When she heard the sound, she calmed down a bit and slowly did not move. She grabbed the branch that Yuan Xing handed over, but it felt too thin to start, but forget it, I can go up.

Grabbing hard, Shi Jian just wanted to borrow strength, did not expect to slam, the branches were broken. She had just reached the edge of the ice, then she sank, and the chin just squatted on the ice, and she sucked a cold breath. A mouth, the cold water of the lake rushed, filling her mouth is full, the sword is so eager to swear, but this can not be done.

"Yuan Xing, do you want to kill me?" The sword is almost mad: "You still can't save me up? If I have something wrong, look at how Wang Jie cleans you!"

"Wang Hao, I am not deliberate. Who knows that this branch will break?"

Yuan Xing shrugged helplessly, a look of disappointment: "What should Wang Hao do? This branch is too short to reach you."

"This broken branch, what are you still holding? Don't hurry to lose it!" The sword can't wait to slash Yuan Xing with one hand, but unfortunately she is in the water now, there is no way.

Yuan Xing lost half of the branches, but he was still stupid, and the sword felt that he was going to be frozen. Even if he went up, he would be sick. More and more anxious, the sword can't take care of everything, loudly: "Don't be silly, don't jump down and save me?"

"This... Wang Hao, male and female don't kiss, belong to the next... I don't dare." Yuan Xing caught the head, it was very embarrassing, but he smiled and opened the flower.

"What is not granted, this Wang Hao is about to freeze to death, you are not hurrying down!"

"I really can't. If the subordinates meet Wang Hao, Wang Ye knows that he will kill his subordinates."

"You are saving me, how can Nalan kill you?" The sword thinks that there is no way to communicate. How is Yuan Xing so shackled?

After a stalemate for a long time, Yuan Xing always ‘not dare’ to launch, saying that he could not touch Wang’s body, or it was a death sentence. The sword said, the whole person was soaked in the water and fainted. Finally, she was dying and climbed on the ice: "You... you took off your clothes and threw it down, I... I took your clothes, your clothes... ...go ashore, this... is this all right?"

Still not hurrying, she really has no idea. The sword is crying and tears, almost dying.

Yuan Xing knew this afterwards, took off his coat and took a hand, threw the clothes over, and the sword rushed to grab it. He tried his best to grasp the clothes, and Yuan Xing pulled her up.

Waiting for the sword to open, Yuan Xing ran away: "Wang Hao, who is going to make a fire, you are soaked in your body, and you can bake it and bake it."

When the sword was wet and moved to the carriage, I saw a pile of firewood burning. Yuan Xing was constantly adding branches to it. The fire was raging and warm, and the sword was suddenly hot.

"Yuan Xing, you are here, I am going to get in the car to change clothes. You hurry to give me a dry meal." The sword climbed into the car himself, and the wolverine was like a chicken, then turned to stare at him: "No peek, I heard no."

Yuan Xing cold eyes swept away, he could not sneak a peek at the woman, just this little catching her suffering, but also gave herself a tone.

After a while, a few wet clothes were thrown out of the carriage, and the sword shook: "Yuan Xing, hurry to burn a stove for me, this king must be cold. I am dizzy, sleep first."

Yuan Xing snorted, where would really help her to do this kind of thing, wait until the carriage did not move, but also sent a fine breathing sound, Yuan Xing eyes moved, a few guards around the body lifted the sword and rushed up.

With a bang, the carriage was suddenly opened by a sharp sword, split apart, and a seven-eight-handed sword was caught on the neck of the sleeping sword. The latter felt wrong. I looked at myself.

The heart was awkward, and the sword wanted to fight back, but she found that she was weak, and she couldn’t even raise her head. She suddenly panicked and screamed: "Yuan Xing, there is an assassin!"

"Wang Hao, where is the assassin?" But I did not expect that there was a voice like Yuan Xing who smiled and laughed.

Turning his head and seeing, Yuan Xing actually came over with his long sword and caught it on his neck. The waiter suddenly understood what he was, but he had the last hope: "Yuan Xing, do you dare to plot against this king? Nalan will kill at night." Yours!"

"Don't pretend, counterfeit goods!" Yuan Xing's voice was cold, and the sword was moving. He had cut a blood mark on the neck of the sword. "In order to find an easy way to deal with you, I just let you go swimming. How, if you want to be honest, who are you!"