Chapter 193: Ghost Hand Chiren

193 Ghost Hand Chiren
Su Xichen smiled, looking at death red and life white, they are rare people like jade!
Although Yaoyue is already very exquisite and enchanting, Yaoyue seems a bit shy towards the fate white in the red dress. She does not have the charming charm of fate white, and compared with the death red in white, Yaoyue was a little less cold, and a little more gentle.
But they all have their own merits, in short, there are suddenly a few more enchanting beautiful men in Nuan Pavilion.
"You are polite, Su Xichen, the king, haven't consulted the two respected names yet!"
What is rare is that even though Su Xichen is the seventh prince most beloved by the current emperor of the Yun Dynasty, he is not arrogant at all. He has a warm smile all day long, even if he sees his servants, he will always be such a gentle Look like.
If the huge palace hadn't been for Yaoyue who had been taking care of him, it is estimated that with Su Xichen's gentle temperament, his servants would have shaken the sky long ago!
"Xia Mingbai, this is my brother, dead red!"
Desperately red and white, Yaoyue glanced at them a few more times. Could it be that this is the master of Tajun's Dark Alliance that is rumored in the world?
However, with their martial arts, how could they fall from the top of such a high mountain with two women around them? Thinking of this, Yaoyue looked at the two of them more.
"Who is this?"
Feeling the look in Yao Yue's eyes and the murderous intent on his body, Ming Bai stroked the long hair floating on his chest, and smiled evilly at Yao Yue. In the small warm pavilion, two people were competing with murderous intent.
Su Xichen didn't feel the contest between the two people secretly, just smiled lightly, the warmth on his face made people feel at ease when they saw it.
"This is Yaoyue, my friend's friend!"
Friend, yes, he was a friend. He had never regarded Demon Yue as a servant of the palace. Anyway, one day he was going to die. Su Xichen didn't want Demon Yue to bear the identity of a servant.
Long, long ago, he knew that his illness could not be cured, and he was able to survive until now because of his good fate. He was reborn in the royal family and had so many precious medicinal materials and supplements to sustain him. , If you are in the homes of ordinary people, it is estimated that even growing up will be a problem.
After hearing Su Xichen's words, Yaoyue retracted her murderous aura, nodded lightly at Death Red and Mingbai, and naturally retreated behind Su Xichen. He has been following Su Xichen since he was six years old. At that time, Su Xichen was only four years old. Unexpectedly, two people were together for 14 years.
"Demon Yue, the most famous killer in the arena, turned out to be a friend of the prince!"
Ming Bai smiled charmingly, and looked at Yaoyue from time to time when he was speaking. It turned out that this was the peerless killer Yaoyue who was frightened by everyone on the rivers and lakes. He did not expect to have a delicate and enchanting face!
If it hadn't been told from Su Xichen's mouth, I am afraid no one would believe that such a man would be a cold-blooded assassin!
"My lord, how is my master now?"
Dead Red asked the question that had been lingering in his heart. Su Xichen frowned. What kind of woman he saved? He was really curious about how two seemingly arrogant men could become masters. !
The Demon Moon behind him was also extremely surprised. The two masters of the Dark Alliance, who were called masters, would definitely not be an ordinary woman. I don’t know if the little prince and such a person are involved in a good thing or bad thing!
"The imperial doctor said that the girl had just had a miscarriage, and her body was very weak, and her cold toxin was deeply ingrained. It would take a long time to recuperate before she could fully recover. Don’t worry about the two of them. I won't just sit back and watch!"
Su Xichen knew that the best imperial physician in the entire Yun Dynasty was in his Seventh Prince's Mansion. As long as the imperial physician in the Seventh Prince's Mansion said it was okay, it must be all right.
Cold poison is deep-rooted?
Isn't the cold poison brought by the fetus? Why does the imperial doctor here actually say that the cold poison in Xiahou Shangle's body is deeply ingrained?
Si Hong didn't dare to think further, but his face was pale. If these cold poisons belonged to Xiahou Shangle, then... her child, she told Bai Yuchen that the fetus had cold poison because of her own opinion. The child who was thus fallen by Bai Yuchen...
He didn't dare to think about it anymore. If Xiahou Shangle knew that all this was a misunderstanding, Dead Red really didn't know what Xiahou Shangle would look like!
He should hate him very much, yes, he should hate him, and he went to Bai Yuchen to tell Bai Yuchen that she had lost such a child without distinguishing anything!
"The cold poison...Which imperial doctor did you show her? Can you let me see that imperial doctor online?"
The red face was ugly. He didn't know what he wanted to do when he went to see the imperial doctor. He wanted to prove that he hadn't made a mistake in the diagnosis or something else. In short, he didn't know what he wanted to do.
"Of course, Yao Yue, take them to see the hospital!"
"please!"
Yaoyue looked at the two people coldly, then at Su Xichen with a gentle expression, and then took them to the hospital.
After a while, he arrived at the Tai Hospital located in the southeast corner of the palace.
"Doctor, these two people have something to do with you!"
The imperial physician, who was busy sorting out the medicinal materials, heard the voice behind him, and turned his head quickly, with death red and life white. At first, he was surprised, and then the two looked at each other.
"Master!"
The medicine in the hands of the imperial physician also fell. Yes, he diagnosed Xiahou Shangle, and also diagnosed the death red and white, but at that time the faces of the two people were blocked by the long hair. But he didn't see who these two people were.
"You... why are you two brats here?"
The imperial doctor picked up the medicine on the ground while inquiring, and finally handed over the Tajun Dark League to these two boys. After living a leisure life, they were found by these two boys. What a bad luck!
"Then what about you? Master, but you said you want to go back to the mountains and forests, why would you stay in the palace?"
Ming Bai stepped forward, grabbed the doctor's beard, smiled so treacherously, the doctor raised his hand and pushed Death Hong aside.
"No big or small kid, anyhow, I am also your master. How can anyone pull the beard of the master as soon as they meet?"
Dead Red smiled, slid his long hair down in front of his face, and glared at the doctor.
"Old man Qianlian, don't think you can give me Tajun if you hide here, now it's fine, I found you, I won't do it!"
It turned out that this imperial doctor was Qianlian, the ghost hand who was famous for martial arts in those days. Not only was he exquisite in medical skills, he was also proficient in organs and hidden weapons, almost to the point where he could know the other party's martial arts routine by just looking at the hidden weapons.
But I didn't expect such a famous figure to hide in the Seven Kings Mansion and be a careful imperial physician.
"Mingbai, stop making trouble!"