Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Because there were people in the lobby, Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling, they didn't rush in. They first hid behind a big tree, and then peeked into the lobby——

I saw two coffins placed upright in the lobby, and the two faint candle lights flickering on the table in front of the coffins were the only light in the entire lobby.

The candlelight was dim, and the lobby was dimly lit. One could vaguely feel a sense of stagnant horror like dead silence pervading the entire surrounding air. Through the faint candlelight, one could see two rows of spirit guards kneeling in front of the coffin. They couldn't see their faces, but they could hear their weeping and sobbing from time to time.

From the filial piety clothes and body shapes of the two rows of spirit guards, it can be seen that they are all women, and the prince who is the head of the family is not among them.

It's just that if the prince of Fan is not here to watch the coffin and repent, where will he go?

Both Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling were suspicious, but also secretly happy.

Because the Lord Fan is not here, it also means that they can sneak in more easily.

The purpose of the two of them this time is to sneak into the room where the Lord Fan is sleeping. According to the route we learned before, the room of the Lord Fan is located at the back of the lobby, so to enter the room, you must pass through the lobby.

Long Xiaoze first looked around, and when the patrolmen in twos and threes walked to another space, he made a simple gesture to Qingling, indicating to the two rows of people, each of them was in charge of a row, and they had to do it quietly.

After all, they have cooperated many times before, Qingling understood what Long Xiaoze meant with a simple gesture.

The two of them met each other's eyes, they understood each other, and then they walked towards the hall together.

Their figures were light and lifeless, and under the blurred light, they formed two groups of black afterimages that flashed like a gust of wind.

The speed and movements of the two moving forward without a sound were perfectly coordinated. Almost at the same time, the two rows of spirit guards pressed the acupuncture points backwards without anyone noticing, making them keep bowing their heads in silent mourning.

In order not to be discovered by the patrolling people outside, after easily eliminating the people in the lobby, the two did not stay, and immediately continued to go to the inside of the lobby.

Passing by the coffin that hadn't been covered yet, Long Xiaoze glanced in curiously.

The person lying inside is the concubine of the feudal prince.

There is obviously a dead person in the coffin in front of him, but this dead person fell into Long Xiaoze's eyes at this moment, which made him feel for a moment that something was wrong.

Strange...could it be vertigo?

Long Xiaoze felt puzzled.

Just as he was squinting his eyes and was about to lean closer to take a closer look at the motionless corpse, Qingling saw that he was not moving forward, and urged in a low voice: "What's so interesting about a dead person, hurry up, it will be troublesome if you are found."

Long Xiaoze withdrew his gaze from looking at the coffin again, touched his nose resentfully, then turned around and followed Qing Ling to the inner hall room.

Because of the preparation in advance, the two successfully found the room of Lord Fan.

When they found him, the two of them were sure that the death of his wife and son was the result of the death of the Prince Fan, and it was caused by himself. He must have had trouble sleeping and eating, couldn't sleep at night, and was not in the room.

But at this moment, Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling stopped outside the door of the room where Lord Fan was sleeping, listening to the deafening snoring sound from inside, staring wide-eyed, almost dumbfounded.

They never expected that the feudal lord who killed his wife and son was actually in the room at this moment, and he was sleeping soundly with peace of mind.

It was obviously not what they had expected that the Lord Fan would sleep soundly in the room, Qingling frowned, and silently asked with his mouth: "The old man is in there, what should we do now?"

Long Xiaoze was not at all moved by the sound of snoring coming from the room, he hooked his lips disapprovingly, and said in a low voice: "It's all here, how can there be any reason for Mingjin to withdraw troops?"

As he said that, he immediately made a gesture of "I'll go first", and took the lead in pushing the door carefully.

Seeing this, Qingling didn't even think about it, and followed the cat's footsteps in, not forgetting to close the door at the end.

The two entered the room that was still burning with dim candlelight, and the snoring from the bed became more and more deafening, one after another, as if every sound could shock people's hearts.

After all, he suffered a loss in front of the lord of the feudal lord before, although Long Xiaoze is not afraid of anything, but at this moment he also knows that if he wakes up the old cow on the bed, let alone whether he can escape safely, troubles will be inevitable afterwards.

So as soon as they entered the door, the two of them tacitly looked for one side, trying to steal the only military amulet that could allow Long Wenyu to show off his might in Jialuo, and turn him into a toothless tiger, unable to stir up trouble again.

Accompanied by the trembling snoring of the prince, Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling quietly rummaged through the room, searching carefully.

After a while, the two spread their hands at each other one after another, expressing that they did not find the soldier talisman.

Almost at the same time as they spread their hands, the eyes of the two locked on the bed in unison.

I searched everywhere I could, except for the bed where the Prince Fan was still sleeping.

But if you look for it in the past, it is equivalent to pulling your teeth out of the tiger's mouth... Long Xiaoze winked at Qingling, then he was stunned, his heart was full of momentum, and he walked quietly towards the bed with his cat's footsteps on his face.

As soon as he approached the bed, Long Xiaoze really saw a piece of yellow cloth wrapped in something exposed under the pillow on the inside of the bed.

It really is here!

The light in Long Xiaoze's eyes suddenly lit up with the eye-catching yellow cloth, and he was very excited.

He first looked at the prince who was still snoring loudly, and seeing that he showed no sign of waking up, he boldly stretched his neck, stretched out his hand, and reached for the soldier talisman that was pressed under the pillow.

However, just when Long Xiaoze was almost able to get the soldier talisman with his outstretched hand, suddenly there was an urgent shout from outside.

"It's not good, it's not good, the study is flooded, come quickly—"

Accompanied by this deafening shout, the snoring in the room suddenly stopped.

At the same time, Long Xiaoze, who was still stretching his neck and stretching his hands, seemed to have been hit in the head for a moment, as if he couldn't make a move, the whole person froze.

Qingling, who had been staring at the prince, saw this, and thought of it, and responded in a timely manner.

At the very moment when Lord Fan opened his eyes and woke up, Qing Ling hastily stretched out his hand and pulled Long Xiaoze, and quickly stuffed him and himself into the closet that was opened just now because he was looking for a soldier talisman.

The two hid in one go, until the cabinet door was closed, there was no sound at all.

At the moment when the cabinet door was closed, Lord Fan woke up with his eyes wide open, and involuntarily yelled angrily at the door in a very bad mood: "Bold, who is making noise outside!"

As soon as the Lord Fan finished his roar, a trembling and panicked voice came from outside the door: "My lord, it's not good, the study room is flooded, the fire is too big, come out and have a look."

Hearing this, the Lord Fan didn't feel sleepy at all, so he got up angrily and got out of bed immediately.

The faint candlelight in the room was rekindled, illuminating the room brightly.

Lord Fan opened the door and saw that servant just now was still kneeling outside the door, he was so angry that he kicked over: "What are you doing here, hurry up and put out the fire!"

As he spoke, he had already paced first and walked out of the room.

It's just that he didn't take two steps just now, as if he thought of something, Lord Fan turned around and went back to the room, and walked to the bedside...

There was a lot of noise outside, and Long Xiaoze and Qing Ling, who were hiding in the closet that was so narrow that they couldn't even lift their hands, just opened the closet door to let some air in. When they heard the movement and heard that the Lord Fan had left and returned, they immediately raised their voices again, not daring to make a sound.

How do you know what kind of "suffering" Qingling is suffering from hiding in the closet at this moment?

The moment she hid in the closet, Qingling's nose was itchy because of a mink fur coat inside, which made her nose itch. At this moment, she finally couldn't hold back the flapping of her nose, opened her mouth, and made enough movements to sneeze fiercely.

Long Xiaoze happened to see the light coming in from a small gap, and when he saw this frightening scene, he moved his head almost without any thought, and blocked Qingling's mouth that was about to sneeze with his mouth.

Qingling's sneeze was suppressed immediately, but the heads of the two were like broken strings, buzzing unceasingly.

Soft, sweet, fragrant... This is the second time Long Xiaoze has tasted this taste on his lips, that familiar yet strange feeling.

Long Xiaoze! ! !

Qingling's eyes widened after being gagged, and she started to struggle regardless.

Long Xiaoze noticed it immediately, and quickly pressed Qing Ling even tighter, making her unable to move, and even in order to avoid losing control, he even bit the soft lip on his lips in a warning manner.

Sensing Long Xiaoze's evil actions, Qingling's eyes widened and her head was about to explode.

But she didn't struggle any more, let alone make a sound, but opened her mouth slightly, and bit back fiercely.

Is this damn girl a dog? So ruthless!

Long Xiaoze subconsciously frowned, almost screaming out in pain.

The two kept their lips close together, glaring at each other, motionless.

Soon, a sweet smell of blood filled the lips and teeth of the two, and the breathing between them also unconsciously increased at this moment.

As the temperature in the small closet rose, the surrounding air was filled with faint traces of ambiguity.

Gradually, Long Xiaoze seemed to be affected by an unknown throbbing in his heart, he rolled his Adam's apple vaguely, then closed his eyes, and rolled his lips in a mysterious way.

And just when the temperature in the small closet was about to rise, there was another violent voice of the prince cursing outside.

The sound ranged from near to far, which also meant that the Lord Fan had already left the room and rushed to put out the fire.

At that moment just now, Qing Ling, who was about to lose herself, suddenly woke up with a start.

She pushed open the cabinet door, rushed out from inside regardless, gasped for breath a few times, then turned her head angrily and glared at Long Xiaoze who came out behind him.

Long Xiaoze, who was still in shock, patted his chest and breathed out, felt the red-faced Qingling fierce eyes, he pretended to be a gentleman and coughed lightly, ready to explain...