Chapter 86 Who Says Women Are Not as Good as Men (11)
Wu Shuanglin stood up, holding on to his old bones, and ran to Wu Luo's bedroom.
At first glance, it was true as Rong Qiqi said, Wu Luo was vomiting blood, his eyes turned white, his lower body was incontinent, and the bed was a mess.
Wu Shuanglin strode out of the bedroom, grabbed someone, and asked, "Where is the Imperial Master?"
"The Imperial Master has just left."
Wu Shuanglin was in a hurry to get out again. As soon as Rong Qiqi stepped onto the carriage, Wu Shuanglin called out: "Master Imperial Master, Master Imperial Master." Rong Qiqi pretended not to hear and started the carriage.
He opened the curtain and got into the carriage. "I promise you, I just ask you to save my grandson's life."
Wu Shuanglin didn't care about walking on the street. He plopped down on his knees and shouted: "Please save the life of this villain's grandson."
When the people on the main road saw this, they all whispered: "Isn't this Mr. Wu, the Minister of Household Affairs? Why are you kneeling down in the street?"
"I've heard that Mr. Wu is arrogant and arrogant. Even the current emperor wants to give him some credit. Today, he is still kneeling on the road. It's really strange."
"Which high-ranking official is sitting in the carriage?"
"Mr. Wu was treated to be docile and obedient."
The people guarding the Wu Mansion drove the troublemakers away, "Just walk around, there's nothing to see."
Rong Qiqi lifted the corner of the curtain at the small window and heard a low smile coming from the car. It was obviously a soothing tone like a hot spring, but it fell in Wu Shuanglin's ears, but it was more terrifying than a life-threatening charm.
"Master Wu, what are my conditions?"
"I, Wu Shuanglin, am loyal to the Holy One and have a loyal heart." Wu Shuanglin said, "It is the duty of a lower official to share the worries of the Holy One."
This is a promise.
Successfully instigate a rebellion.
What should Xiao Zai do to repay her this time?
Rong Qiqi had to think carefully about how to get a fortune from Xiao Jingshun.
Rong Qiqi asked everyone to stay away. Apart from her, the only person in the room was Wu Luo, who was lying on the bed and vomiting blood.
Rong Qiqi picked up the black energy on his forehead and pulled it out of the bed like a thread.
"It hurts, it hurts." The evil ghost couldn't help but cry out in pain as his life was being grabbed.
The evil ghost hung on Rong Qiqi's hand and said flatteringly: "Rong Gui, please let me go."
If it had known that this young master belonged to Rong Qiqi, it would not have asked for trouble by clinging to him.
Rong Qiqi was slightly surprised, "You know me?"
Oops, I spilled the beans.
It was originally a drowned ghost under the Naihe Bridge. When Hei Wuchang got drunk, he took the opportunity to come out behind Hei Wuchang.
When Rong Qiqi handed the white poem to Po Meng, he passed by the bridge and stood there for a long time. Anyone who crosses the Naihe Bridge is afraid of being hooked off the bridge by a drowned ghost. Anyone who is not in a hurry is different from Rong Qiqi, so
It made a deep impression.
The evil ghost knew that he could not hide it, so he told all the causes and consequences: "Please, Rong Gui. I finally came out. Just pretend you didn't see me and let me go. I swear, I will never smoke again in the future."
People are angry, no, I don’t even want the energy.”
Rong Qiqi pointed at Wu Luo and asked, "What's wrong with him? How long have you been hanging on him?"
The evil ghost kept waving his hands, "I just came yesterday, and he has been like this before."
"I chose him just because he was physically weak, his yang energy was weak, and he didn't have a few days to live."
"You mean, he has always been weak?"
The evil spirit didn't dare to hide it, "Yeah, yeah, I've been with him for several months, and this kid would have sex with his old sweetheart every few days. The scene was very erotic. It's strange that he was messing around like this.
"
Rong Qiqi used a spell to immobilize the evil spirits and took Wu Luo's pulse. Although the evil spirits were no longer haunting him, Wu Luo was still shivering and his pulse was weak and inaudible.
Rong Qiqi knew it well and said to the evil ghost: "Follow me first. When I return to hell, I will hand you over to Hei Wuchang."
The evil ghost couldn't move, so he had to obey Rong Qiqi's will and be locked in the soul ring.
Rong Qiqi called Wu Shuanglin and said, "I have collected the evil spirits."
Wu Shuanglin quickly opened the curtain to take a look, but Wu Luo still had his eyes closed and his lips turned white, "National Master, why does your grandson still look like this?"
"Master Wu, I have to ask your grandson now. He has a heart disease. I can cure the evil spirits that are haunting him, but there is nothing I can do about his heart disease."
Wu Shuanglin thought of something and his face darkened. Brother Xing was still thinking about that relationship.
Rong Qiqi was not interested in Wu Shuanglin's housework, so he spread his palms and said: "Album."
Wu Shuanglin's face was so dark that he could drip ink. He lost his wife and lost his troops.
"Please follow me here."
After Rong Qiqi got the fish scale album, he kindly reminded him: "If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing. Someone is eyeing you. Mr. Wu should clean up the house when he has time, or wipe his previous butt clean."
Otherwise, Your Majesty, I will not be able to protect you."
Wu Shuanglin has many disciples, and it is not yet time for him to fall.
Seeing Wu Shuanglin's unwilling expression, Rong Qiqi didn't need an unfaithful dog, and said with a solemn face: "Wu Shuanglin, all you have to do in your life is to seek peace. You have climbed to the top. It's too cold at high places, and you don't want to die alone.
It is better to spend your time on your loved ones so that you can maintain your relationship and enjoy family happiness."
Today she hammered it out. No matter what Wu Shuanglin did in the past or what he planned to do in the future, he would inevitably have to worry about Wu Luo.
Because Wu Luo's life is in Rong Qiqi's hands.
Before leaving, Rong Qiqi also visited Yu Tao.
Rong Qiqi asked Tang Daoke who was guarding the door, "How is your family?"
"Thanks to Imperial Master Lao's concern, Imperial Physician Jiang diagnosed your pulse and prescribed some medicine. After you wake up and drink the medicine, you can get up and go back to the Metropolitan Procuratorate."
Tang Daoke looked annoyed, blaming him for falling into Wu Shuanglin's scheme and giving the old fox an opportunity to bring the master into such a situation.
Rong Qiqi clenched the things in her palms. The few medicines for recuperating the body could not cure Yu Tao's eyes.
"I'll go in and take a look."
Tang Daoke blurted out: "No."
Rong Qiqi's eyes were like swords, and there was a biting coldness all over his body. The pressure of being in the upper position for a long time arose spontaneously, "Who do you think you are? Get out."
The words she spoke were sharper than bayonets, pricking Tang Daoke with holes all over his body. He knelt down and said, "I'm your official... I made a mistake and I hope the Imperial Master will punish you."
Rong Qiqi ignored Tang Daoke, pushed open the door, thought for a moment, turned around and closed the door again.
She walked to Yu Tao's bedside, and the peach blossom in her palm wilted a lot due to the warm body temperature. Rong Qiqi rubbed the petals to get the juice, and then placed the flower juice on Yu Tao's eyes, and saw that the pink juice flowed smoothly
From the corner of his eyes, it slipped into his eyes, and Rong Qiqi didn't leave until the juice ran out.
Her seedling has just sprouted, so it can't make her sick.
Yu Tao slept well and felt no physical discomfort except for a slight pain in the back of her head. She put on her coat and called Tang Daoke in.
Tang Daoke limped when he walked, and Yu Tao felt strange and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Before Rong Qiqi entered the door, he didn't let Tang Daoke get up, so he knelt outside until now.
Tang Daoke didn't want to hide anything, so she told everything about Rong Qiqi's visit to her room.
"By the way, when the Imperial Master came out of your room, he left a message."
"What words?"
Tang Daoke muttered: "We are still a seedling, so don't always think about flying to the sky."