Frowning slightly, Chu Qiluo's mood changed rapidly, and she bowed down with a wry smile: "Thank you for your support, princess. Nianwei just learned folk methods to treat bruises and injuries, and is not considered to be proficient in medical skills... Moreover, Qiluo has already
He is a counselor under the command of Prince Chen. The master will decide whether to advance or retreat."
"You are the princess, how can you be a counselor? And the life-and-death duel between you and Mrs. Qin has not yet ended..."
Ye Langxie interrupted her coolly: "She was not the princess at that time." He leisurely took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, unfolded it and handed it to Princess Peony: "The black and white writing on the paper is still warm. As for the duel..."
He raised his eyebrows and glanced at everyone with cold eyes: "I am bleeding, but there are still people who have objections and refuse to stop the duel?"
Of course, no one would dare to speak out. Only then did Chu Qiluo realize that he had good intentions and looked at him with sigh, silently.
After reading the words line by line, Princess Peony couldn't help but believe it, especially when the signature was signed several days ago... She sighed and had to give up, watching helplessly as Chu Qiluo, whose plain clothes were stained with blood, walked forward and stood side by side with Ye Langxie, confused.
If he drifts away like an immortal... leaving a mess behind.
When she turned around and saw the mess, she roared angrily: "Why are you still standing there! Clean it up quickly!"
The maids started cleaning cautiously, but the imperial doctor did not step back. He circled around Wu Yeshuang, who had been standing there, twice, and said surprisingly: "Seal the blood veins, but use silver needles to protect the heart veins. A tingling sensation came over me."
It covers the whole body, but it doesn’t do any harm to the body...wonderful, really wonderful!"
Princess Peony glanced at him: "If you are so good, learn it! You will use it to interrogate prisoners in the future!"
"Yes! Princess." Chu Qiluo, who has already left the palace, will not know that her method of purely punishing Wu Yeshuang will be used as the final weapon in the Ministry of Punishment's extortion of confessions in the future. This is naturally a matter of course.
Chu Qiluo was sitting in a carriage that was speeding like lightning. The hustle and bustle was gone. She looked back at Fengming Palace, which was slowly getting smaller. She suddenly felt that all of this was like a dream. When she woke up from the dream, there was no trace.
"Go back to Chu Mansion first." Ye Langxie ordered with his eyes closed.
"Yes!" Wu Chenhuan raised his whip and the carriage immediately turned a corner.
Why is this? He was injured, shouldn't he go home to rest first? As if he knew she had questions, Ye Langxie opened his eyes and sneered: "Don't you always respect and love your seriously ill mother? You will leave Beijing tomorrow, let me
You go back earlier to pack your things and move into the palace with her."
Entering the palace? She sold the palace because she wanted to buy a small house in the capital and settle down... But of course she couldn't say this to Ye Langxie. He wanted his mother to live in the palace. He wanted to come here just to hold her tight. Now
Her seven inches had already been replaced, so there was no need to worry too much. She lowered her eyes and said calmly: "Yes, Your Majesty."
"Where are you going?" Ye Langxie raised his eyebrows and suddenly leaned closer to her: "As soon as we entered the military camp, we started counting the dates. We won't be able to return to the capital for a whole year. Don't blame me for only leaving such a short time for you mother and daughter.
Reunion?"
Yes, it's already midnight. We still have to pack and move. We'll have to leave at dawn tomorrow. There's no time to catch up on sleep. Chu Qiluo glanced at him and smiled sweetly: "I want to ask the prince a question."
"Say." What are you asking? Is it related to the case of the Chu family? Or is it about how he views the power of the world? Ye Langxie's eyes were dark and dark, without any light.
"Your Majesty, what kind of dishes are there in the palace? Today I acted with the prince for a day and made great contributions to the prince. The prince will not abuse his subordinates, right?" Chu Qiluo didn't care about Ye Langxie's suddenly darkened face.
Quickly: "I haven't eaten for a long time. I'm starving. I want Cuixianlou's signature dish. I want..." He quickly counted dozens of famous dishes. Go ahead and try it in the middle of the night!
After the carriage stopped, she waved to Ye Langxie happily: "See you in an hour! Your Majesty, I want to eat!"
Watching her fly away, Ye Langxie's smile gradually cooled down. There was a sound of a hidden weapon breaking through the air. The car trembled slightly. There were three beeps outside. He narrowed his eyes. He had been demoted from the imperial capital.
How could such a good brother of his not give up? Thinking of the bloody clothes he abandoned in the palace... He smiled slightly, and gently knocked on the car lattice seven times.
Several screams immediately rang out in the forest, and Wu Chenhuan shook his riding whip: "Drive!" With so many assassins, this was the first time for the prince to kill someone. Isn't it... He lowered his voice: "Your Majesty, this is sent by the emperor, right?
Isn’t the prince very dangerous?”
"No." Ye Langxie didn't want to say anything. He closed his eyes and leaned back comfortably on the cushions. How could he be sent by his father? The situation is unclear now. It's impossible for his father to attack him. He still wants to be among them.
He wanted to choose the best person to take the throne. But his actions have deviated from his original expectations. He has not been cruel to Chu Qiluo. I am afraid that my father will be suspicious...
He tapped his fingertips on the car lattice. It would be nice if the clothes were picked up by someone with care. But seeing that his father was so normal today, he didn't seem to have seen the clothes... It was really tricky.
The carriage paused and gently stopped in front of the palace. Ye Langxie got out of the car and began to give some instructions to the housekeeper. He spoke very fast. By the time he arrived in front of the study, he had already finished explaining everything. The housekeeper took the order and was about to leave.
Ye Langxie suddenly called him: "Wait a minute."
"Your Majesty."
Ye Langxie opened the door and went in. After a while, he opened the door again and came out. He handed the butler a stack of paper. The butler subconsciously held it over, looked at it for a few times and his eyes widened: "Your Majesty?"
"I am hosting a banquet. I will clear out the side hall and prepare everything within half an hour."
Seeing Ye Langxie turning around without hesitation, the butler was on the verge of tears. Oh my god, these dishes are available in the southeast, northwest and northwest. If he had to prepare them alone, he would probably have to pay for his fate tonight.
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"Hey, I want to eat..." Wu Chenhuan followed Pidianpidian and asked for extra food. He accidentally glanced at a stack of paper in his hand, and his eyes nearly popped out: "Oh my God, this is not..."
"What is it! Everyone takes one, and it must be sent back within half an hour. It must be hot! There must be no defects!" The butler glanced at him and quickly summoned the servants to give detailed instructions.
Wu Chenhuan was dumbfounded: If he read correctly, those are the names of the dishes that Chu Qiluo mentioned... The prince actually memorized them all? He was really planning to buy them... Oh my god, the sun is coming out from the west today.
What? He must be dizzy or not awake!
What kind of magic power does that Chu Qiluo have?
Chu Qiluo, who was standing in the wing, was talking calmly about the things she had encountered today when she suddenly sneezed loudly, which scared Lu Chun and quickly came over: "Look, you must have caught a cold because you didn't wear enough clothes, right?"
You haven't eaten for a day. Are you hungry? The food is still hot. Do you want to eat? Dong Ling hasn't given your lady some extra clothes!"
Dong Ling immediately went to get her clothes, and Chu Qiluo stretched out her hand to grab her: "No, I'm not catching a cold. I have something to say. You all should sit over here." She raised her head and smiled at Uncle Fu: "Uncle Fu, you sit down too.
"
Waving his hand, Uncle Fu smiled reluctantly: "Miss, I, I won't sit down."
Chu Qiluo stood up, gently held his cold hand, and said sincerely: "Uncle Fu, you must sit down." She led him to the table and whispered: "Now my parents have passed away.
, you are the eldest in the Chu family, you have been with me since childhood, and you are my second father."
She pushed him onto the stool, smiled and said briskly: "I know that Daddy was murdered. I will find out who was behind it and avenge him." She looked directly into Uncle Fu's hesitant eyes and said, "Fu
Uncle, you should also know the real cause of dad's death, right? Uncle Fu, how much do you know about the past? Tell me, please?"