Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife

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The woman who had been staying in the royal palace had not received the further favor of the Eight Emperors since that night. It seemed that she had forgotten the same after she had used her. She lived alone in a desolate little yard. Looking at the walls all around, the days are lonely.

However, she has now refused to be lonely, but she does not want the Eight Emperors to "use" or "use" her. She even hopes that the Eight Emperors will never appear. Because her body appeared strange, the intimate parts below were not only very itchy, but also full of blisters, and the color was yellow, she almost fainted when she saw it in the mirror. This is obviously a symptom of flowering willow disease, but why did she have such a disease?

She was happy with the eight emperors in the innocent body. Is it difficult to achieve that time? This disease was passed to her by the Eight Emperors?

This question has been in her mind for many days. She also quietly inquired these days, but found that Xuantian ink is not too abnormal. It stands to reason that her own underneath has become like this. If Xuantian ink is passed to her, the other party should be more serious.

She also thought that there were still a few Xiaotianmo's squatting rooms on the house. When she found out that she was infected, she immediately thought of the few small rooms. If Xuantian was sick, those people should also be infected. Yes. She couldn't see Xuantian Mo, but it was ok to see those women. After seeing it, she found that those people did not get sick, and then asked about it. After she and Xuan Tianmo had a good time, Xuan Tianmo also Have not been to these small rooms.

This woman is getting bigger at the time. What does this mean? This means that the illness is her own, and there is no relationship with the eight emperors. But she was still the virgin when she followed the Eight Emperors! She did not get close to any other man except him.

Between the thoughts, the underlying itching began again, she endured and tolerated, but ultimately could not stand it, in the middle of the night, there was no other person in the room, simply put his hand into the pants and scratched. I didn’t care if I had to scratch the pustules. She only thought about itching, but at this time, she listened to the door and slammed it with her feet. Then, the footsteps of Xuantian ink In a hurry, when she got to her bed, the woman had not had time to take her hand out of her pants.

Xuan Tianmo looked at her familiar movements and immediately thought of her embarrassment when she was in the palace. She quickly understood what was going on, and immediately followed the instructions to the entourage, and the followers did not say anything. The woman’s pants were smashed down.

The woman was scared and exclaimed. She wanted to use her hands to cover the private parts. But what people want to see is there. The followers are as big as pliers, even if the woman is a little bit hard, but the man is still too much. Almost without any resistance, the other party was restrained, and the legs were pulled apart. The place where the disease was stained underneath was clearly exposed in front of Xuantian Mo.

He took a breath of cold air and angered: "Sure enough!" Then the right hand sneaked forward and slammed the woman's neck directly - "Oh! You are the one who is mad at the king, this king is not You can't live alive!"

He said that he did it, but he tried to strengthen his face, but the face of the woman became more and more distorted, his face became more and more blue, and there was no movement in his interest. But Xuantian ink's gas still hasn't solved yet. The hand that licks the neck is not loosened, but it is tightened more tightly. It wasn't until the neck was smashed and the flesh and blood was blurred. He then let go of his hand and looked at the woman's lower body. In addition to anger, the heart raised fear.

This woman is already so serious, how could it be so serious? He gasped, and he was thinking about it. Is it rotten like this, and is it saved? Is it because there is no timely treatment, or is it because the disease is not cured? In this way, the effect of the antipruritic effect is over. Under this itch, the efficacy of the drug does not play much, and at most it is relieved, but it cannot be completely relieved. He began to itch again, and one hand couldn't help but scratch. The follower had to remind him: "His Royal Highness, you can't scratch it any more, look at her-" He pointed at the woman. "This is obviously scratching." Into this."

"Do you not let the king do what? Do it itch?" Xuantian ink gnashed his teeth: "What is this disease? Who can cure?"

The follower was always with him when he was in the palace. The condition of Xuantianmo was naturally clear. At this time, his eyes turned, and he gave him an idea. "His Royal Highness, depending on the disease, this disease There is a place to ask for help."

"where?"

"Flower House."

It’s a good idea to ask for the flowers and flowers. It’s a good idea. Xuantian Mo’s people who want to immerse themselves in the Liuzhou alley in Huajie are naturally well-informed about this disease, and the main doctors in the palace are the doctors. The illness, how clean the palace is, this makes them unable to start with such a disease. It seems that he is asking for the wrong person.

"Good." Xuantian ink nodded, and his face was slightly relieved. "This matter will be handed over to you, even though you will find the most experienced person. Of course, you must handle these people one by one afterwards." Clean. As for this..." He looked at the woman who was killed, and suddenly she regretted it. Why did she get drowned when she was excited? If she is not dying, she should use her as a test article, and she will not be directly embarrassed. But now that the person is dead, he says that it is useless. He puts his hand on it. "Throw this out and bring all the things in this room and throw them all."

When he finished, he strode out of the room until he returned to his bed, which quickly took off his clothes and took out the emergency antipruritic medicine given by the doctor.

In fact, in addition to the people in Huajie Liuxiang, he also thought of a place where he could heal himself, that is, Baicaotang, Feng Yuyu's Baicaotang. But he and the Baicaotang are opposites. Feng Yu sees that he is still happy with the bitterness. How can he help him? What's more, Xuantian ink has been faintly skeptical in his heart, and his illness is afraid of losing the relationship with the ghost.

The nights of the flower building are very lively, even if it is the New Year's Day. Xuantianmo’s followers used half of the time to get rid of the old five-year-old scorpion, and went to the hospital for his family’s illness.

It is a pity that five people, everyone looked at the affected area and was surprised. Everyone shook their heads and said: "It is indeed one of the symptoms of Hualiu, but we have never seen it. Since I have never seen it, naturally I don't know where to start treatment."

Someone said: "You can't say that you have never seen it before. Someone had a similar illness last year, but it is much lighter than this. The pustules are not so big. Unfortunately, even if it is much lighter, it is also used. A lot of precious herbs, still can not keep their lives. Dyeing such a disease, will die, and is ... rot to death."

The five people still don't understand where they are, and they don't know what kind of identity they are facing. The black light is **** and the eyes are blindfolded along the way. If they let them know that this sick person is the most favored eight emperors of the emperor today, I am afraid that they will not say such a thing if they are killed. It is even possible to choose Mingzhe to protect themselves like the three doctors in the palace.

Xuantian ink did not give up, repeatedly confirmed with the other party whether his illness was really unsolvable, until he got a definite answer, he did a smear of the neck against the follower. Then, a sword shadow squinted, and the five men were wiped their necks between the blinks.

The entourage threw the body out of the house, and soon the dark guard came out to deal with it. Even the blood in the room was immediately wiped clean. At this time, Xuantian Mo, as if he had been beaten into death row, was even more uneasy than when he was in prison. In particular, as long as I think about the "rotation to death" that the old blind man said, he can't help but start freely. He doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die like this. He wants to do everything he can to cure it!

This night, the palace is not calm. Tianwu Emperor stayed in the Shoushan Palace. This is the first time he has stayed in the palace for more than 20 years.

Yuan Guifei accompanied him to have a good time, Tianwu Emperor fell asleep. After all, the old emperor drank a lot of wine on the palace feast, and then spent a lot of physical strength, this sleep is very heavy.

Yuan Guifei got up after he fell asleep and quietly entered the bathroom. The bathroom was still filled with mist, and soon there was a big hand entangled. It was directly touched under her, and then filled with sinfulness: "The old emperor is really useful!"

"It’s a long way to go!" Yuangui said with a flirtatious manner, and he leaned into the man’s arms until the man dragged her clothes into the pool. She looked at the man by helping her clean up her body. By taking advantage of the cheap, this asked: "Ink has dyed a very strange disease, it is itchy underneath, it can be seen that it is a disease of flowers, but no one can specifically say why, but no one Will cure. You said, what the **** is going on? Can you cure this disease?"

The man looked up from her chest and said: "I am a teacher, but it is not a doctor. If you say that someone is in the middle, I can solve it. If I am sick, I can do nothing." After that, she had to rush to her, but she was pushed away by Yuan Guifei.

"I can't help me if I can't do anything? That's my son! I also count on him to sit on the throne and give me the glory of the rest of my life! You didn't say it, as long as Moo sat on the throne, we both You don't have to be sneaky as you are now. Although it is not completely bright, but at least you don't have to be in this small bathroom. What is wrong with the current ink, but you are not in a hurry? I tell you The old man can be outside now. I am not coming in to be happy with you. I just want to ask if you have any solution. I can’t look at Moo’s illness. If there is a three-length and two short, let’s do all this. It’s all in vain.”

"I know." The man who saw Yuangui was really angry and he became serious. He said: "I said that it was also true. The teacher said that it was half a doctor, but most of the treatments are snoring. Ordinary illnesses have no special effects. If you are talking about the eight emperors, if you really get the disease, you can either ask for a doctor or go to Hualiu Liuxiang to find someone who does this kind of thing. In addition, you have to ask if he went to the flower building, where the disease was infected."

"I haven't been to the flower building." Yuan Guizhen was sure about this. "Ink did not go to that place. He said that the woman in that place is too dirty."

"That is to be touched by people!" The man said very positively.

That is the sentence, let Yuangui suddenly think of a possibility...