Heavenly Divine Doctor: Abandoned Concubine

“Uncle, how did Yin Xiao Liu get hurt?” Ming Xi asked that Xu Jinbei could only ask about Yan Xiaoliu's injuries, and didn't know anything else.

“How do you know he's hurt?” Murong asked faintly, not surprisingly Ming Xi would ask about Yan Xiao Liu.

Jin Guo and the Northern Underworld have already started a war, and all the fighting there will often reward him. Yan Xiaoliu was injured. He only found out yesterday.

“Since I heard.” Ming Xi said, "Uncle Liu, is Yin Xiao Liu seriously injured? ”

“Beitang Xuanxuan Hurt.” Murong Zhong also doesn't really want to know how Ming Xi really knew, after all, he is not an ordinary young master, “the wound is very serious, I have sent a doctor. ”

Ming Xi stunned slightly, "Prince of the North Underworld? Impossible! His martial arts will never be better than Yan Xiaoliu's. ”

Although he has not seen the North Hall Xuanqing, he has been asked to check before. The North Hall Xuanqing does not like to practice martial arts. His martial arts are still compulsorily taught by Qian Danqing.

“Have you seen the North Hall Xuanxian?” Murong asked.

“No, but Yan Xiaoliu's martial arts are definitely better than Beitang Xuanxuan.” Ming-hee said.

Murong insisted, "On the battlefield, it means everything, not martial arts. ”

Ming Xi frowned and felt that Murong was hiding something from him.

“Here comes Myung-yu.” Murong's face sank. He didn't want Ming Yu to know about Yan Xiaoliu's injuries.

The door of the royal study was pushed open and Ming Yu hurriedly walked in, "Father, Father. ”

“How can you run in like this, furry?” Murong frowned and looked somewhat unhappily at Ford outside the door.

“The slave did not see the princess and begged the Emperor to punish her.” Ford helplessly said that he had just tried to stop Myung Yu. He didn't expect that Myung Yu Ghost was very smart, so he avoided him easily. How dare the other Miyagis force her to hold her.

Mingyu pulled Murong's sleeve, “Father, don't blame Lord Fu, I'm too anxious to know the truth. ”

“What do you want to know?” Murong made Ford stand down.

“Did all three assassins talk? Who's going to kill me?” Myung Yu asked, wanting to know exactly who she was, using such cruel means to involve so many innocent people.

Ming Xi looked at Ming Yu, and with Ming Yu's feelings for Yan Xiaoliu, if he knew he was injured, he might want to go to the wilderness immediately, so as to give others more opportunities to do it against her.

He agreed with Murong that Ming Yu should not be informed about Yan Xiaoliu for the time being.

“Not yet, they won't say anything, I have sent someone to look into it.” Murong insisted.

Myung Yu was surprised, and the truth could not be asked by the guard. She thought that no matter who entered the guard, she would say anything.

“The three assassins were dead, deaf people who could not speak, and had been fed medication since childhood, without knowing the pain, for a few more days, until the medication did not control their interrogation.” Ming-hee explained.

“Dead man?” Myung Yu has never heard of a dead man, "the wounded people yesterday... how many died? ”

Murong rubbed her head, “Twenty-three people are dead, I will treat the family of the deceased with kindness. ”

“So many?” Mingyu felt angry and sad in her heart, didn't that hurt more people?

“Some were trampled to death while fleeing.” Murong whispered that he knew that Ming Yu was charitable and that he had no intention of letting her know, but he should let Ming Yu bear it if he thought about it.

Ming Yu said, "After a few days, let people do a law for these people at the Protector Temple. ”

These people were implicated by her, and she could only compensate as much as possible.

“Okay." Murong insisted on some surprises. He thought Ming Yu would be sad and cry. He didn't expect her to be stronger than he thought.

Ming Xi stood up and said, “Uncle Liu, if there is nothing else, I will leave the palace first. ”

“Okay." Murong turned his back and thought to himself that people should still stare at Ming-hee these past few days, lest even Ming-hee be spared.

“Brother, I want to...” Ming Yu whispered Ming Xi.

Ming Xi said with a smile, "I'll take you out of the palace in a couple of days. ”

I knew I would say this, Ming Yu snorted in my heart.

……

……

Ming Xi did not return to the Qin Wang Palace. He went to the secret guard.

“Would you like to meet... Beitangyu?” Shen Hui heard Ming Xi's arrival. He thought he was here to see the assassin. How come he came to see Beitang Yu?

“Yes, I have a few words to ask him.” Ming-hee whispered, "and looked forward to Lord Shen's accommodation. ”

Shen Yi hastily said, “Young Master Ming Xi is very serious, please come with me. ”

Bei Tang Yu was caught by Ming Xi, there should be no problem to meet him.

Bei Tang Yi's life as a prisoner of Jinguo is quite good, at least there is a room for him to live in, although he can't get out of the shelter, but it's a lot better than a cell.

“Where's Murongjin? When exactly is he coming to see me?” Beitang Yu cried to see Murong Zhong every day. Every day he was more agitated than every other day, unfortunately, not a single day could do as he wished.

“Keep quiet, keep yelling, keep a dog quieter than you. ”

Beitang was angry and cursed.

When Ming Xi walked all the way here, she heard the outrageous yelling of Beitang. Where there was the emperor's wind, she was like a wind madman.

“Beitangyu.” Ming Xi pushed the door in and looked at the tall man running around the house with a smile on his face.

“You...” Beitang looked at Ming Xi in a fractured fashion. The person he hated the most in his life, he would have fallen today because of this son of a bitch.

Ming Xi bluntly said, "There are a few words to ask you, how is his martial arts? ”

“Why should I tell you!” Beitangyu hummed.

“If you're not worried about your son being replaced, you probably won't.” Although he said that martial arts on the battlefield did not represent everything, Yan Xiao Liu was not just martial arts. When he was a child, he followed his own studies. His father and Wang Fu taught Yan Xiao Liu, and he would not have won the calculation of Beitang Xuan.

He suspected that Beitang Xuanqing was replaced by Qian Danqing!

Beitangyu frowned, "What are you talking about? ”

“How does your son's martial arts compare to yours?” Ming-hee asked again.

“His martial arts are taught by Qian Danqing and should have 40% power.” Beitangyu hesitated for a moment, or answered Murongzhi's question, "What do you want to ask? ”

Only Qian Danqing's 40% power makes it even more unlikely to win Yan Xiaoliu.

“Thank you.” Ming Xi nodded lightly and turned around and left.

Beitangyu's furious, “Mo Minghee, what do you want to do? I tell you, my son is not so easily defeated by you! ”

Ming Xi walked out of the guardhouse and his worries did not abate. He always felt that some thoughts had been ignored. He slowly walked back to the Qin Wang Mansion.

“Master, Our Lady asks you to hurry to Ye's house.” Outside Wang Fu's gate, there was a carriage parked by the Ye family.