King Jingnan paused the action of playing fingers, and his eyes smiled coldly at him-
"Yes, the little king was the chief disciple of the South Miao Great Witch, and he would also have the technique. Although the father of the little king was a Han, his mother was the Miao Xinnan.
He answered so simple, frank, and even aggressive.
The prince was froze, and I didn't know how to answer for a while.
After a while, Shangguanzhou laughed: "King of Jingnan laughed, of course you are different."
Witchcraft's things, once they were discovered during the two -man and Wei and Jin dynasties, they would cause anger in the country and the field. Emperor Hanwu even killed his queen and prince.
After thousands of years, there is a strange legend of God. Although it is not as taboo as "witchcraft" as the two Han and Wei Dynasty.
However, the Emperor of the National Palace also killed many artisans to build palace artisans because of the two witchcraft cases when the two piles were built in the palace. Many officials were also implicated in prison.
Although the Miao Xin people are good at this technique, he also heard it, but the King of Jingnan is really arrogant.
"Hehe." King Jing Nan leaned lazily on the back of the chair, coldly.
"So, Xiao Wang said that His Royal Highness is a middle -sized cricket, not the magical curse. If you encounter bad things, it has nothing to do with Zhongxuan."
Stupid and judgment errors or light enemies have caused various failures. The prince also has an excuse to make an excuse.
How did he feel that this Guanzhou, not as clever as Canglan said.
Shangguanzhou naturally heard the meaning of mocking him in King Jingnan's words. His face was blue and white, but he still endured anger.
After all, he can use King Jingnan now.
The prince suddenly moved to King Jingnan: "King Jingnan, please save the solitary and solve the loneliness for loneliness!"
King Jingnan looked at him, and then smiled and knocked on the table: "His Royal Highness Sit first, see the little king for you?"
The prince immediately sat down, and King Jingnan began to look at the prince's eyes, ears, tongue and other seven tricks.
Subsequently, he pierced the fingertips of the prince with a deep blue needle, took a drop of blood, smelled the taste, and used the blood beads on the tip of the shot of the fire.
A little burnt smell floats in the air.
The prince's heart was anxious, and after a while, he asked, "How is it, what's the sideways?"
King Jing Nan smiled and retracted the silver needle: "His Royal Highness suddenly felt itchy behind him a few months ago, he couldn't help scratching, and the flesh was blurred. Even if he cured, he would recur, especially after the intercourse?"
Prince nodded: "Yes, even now, it is necessary to rely on applying drugs to relieve itching."
But everyone at Tai Hospital knows this.
King Jingnan evoked the corner of his lips and laughed: "That's it. The puppet in you was called in Miao Xinjiang -秕 That time ... Forget it, you don’t understand if you say too much, just call it itchy
. "
The prince was stunned, his face was ugly: "Itchy? It's really itchy!"
King Jingnan also said: "This is not a terrible torch. In Miaojiang, it is a kind of villain. It will die for a few years on you, and the illness of His Royal Highness will get better."
"Prank?" The prince gritted his teeth.
He couldn't help but said: "I don't know how many sins have suffered for this.
He can't wait to kill the person who poisoned him!
King Jingnan was too lazy to listen to him, and only said: "If His Royal Highness wants to get rid of this maggot, just go to the post hall to find the king."
"Why does the king of Jingnan be aggrieved to live in the post hall? There are a lot of good temples in the East Palace.
The prince immediately stayed, and now he hopes that King Jingnan stays in the East Palace and shows him there is nothing wrong with it.
King Jingnan said faintly: "There are some medicinal materials in this king, only the hundred cottage can be available. It is not convenient to enter and exit in the palace."
The prince was naturally difficult to refuse, and it made people send a lot of wealth and wait for the king of Jingnan, which made him wait for him to go to the post.
... ...
I will be in Beijing tomorrow. If Ming Lan thinks of his fat doll, he will be in a good mood.
The master of Yushu Lingfeng jumped in the window in the middle of the night. She also pulled him to kiss the eyes of the master of the master and told him to accompany himself to choose a gift.
He also knew fun and knew that he was going to see the baby tomorrow. He didn't toss too much. He just hugged her, and let her sleep in her arms.
Cang Qiao fell asleep with the girl in his arms, but in the middle of the night, he suddenly felt a little wrong.
He reached out and touched it. The girl in his arms was like ice cubes, and he was shaking! This chapter has been completed!