The Little Medical Concubine of the God of War

Worthy of being a world-renowned Confucian, he is not surprised, and can speak to the point at any time.

Ji Xiaoyao looked at the man next to him and raised his eyebrows, really clever.

"Young Master Xu is right. The living dead are indeed in the dark. As for who led the living dead, it is still unknown." After a pause, Mo Jinyao continued, "Do you still remember Daoshan hermit and Lin Zhi?"

Speaking of this, of course everyone remembers it.

"My lord, these two people disappeared after the defeat and escape, but they haven't been where they are so far. Could it be that they instigated the living dead?"

After patting that head for years, I feel that I have thought of something extraordinary.

As soon as he said this, everyone in the study was looking at him, with an expression of some kind of logical logic.

"If they are really the pushers behind the living dead, they should be used when attacking the city, but they won't use these things until they are injured, so it can't be them."

Fang Ye was talking.

When these words came out, everyone nodded, and they thought so too.

"So now I can only do a thorough investigation?" Ji Xiaoyao shrugged.

"Send someone to stare at the Confucian family and the Tao family. As for the remaining small families, they will send someone to investigate it secretly. Remember not to startle the snake. If you find any clues, come back and report it first. Don't do it yourself."

"Yes, Lord."

"Master, don't the Kong family handle it now?"

I have been very puzzled about this for years. If the prince’s temperament were used, the Confucian family would not survive the sun set, but what is going on now?

"Of course, the Confucian King wouldn't let them live so comfortably, but there is probably a big fish behind them. Keep them. Wouldn't it be better to catch the big fish and stew together?"

Mo Jinyao's eyes flashed coldly. It was easy to kill them, but the people behind them were hard to find. What's more, what if they hurt their princess? A few years ago, Mo Jinyao saw who was not pleasing to the eye and killed him directly. It was just because he had no weakness at the time, but now he has someone who wants to be on the cusp of his heart, so naturally he can't act like he used to.

"The prince is right, but the subordinate is dull." I felt a little embarrassed when he touched his head for years.

Several people looked at the Linjiang City map in detail again in the study, making sure that every place had been guarded by the soldiers of the Long Xiangjun, and then they were slightly relieved.

Of course Mo Jinyao himself is not afraid of these living dead, but the soldiers of Long Xiangjun will still suffer from pain and death even if they are strong. The living dead don't know the pain and are not afraid of death, or they are already dead.

This kind of situation is unfavorable to them. If they don't protect themselves, their army will be injured in the end. Mo Jinyao doesn't want this to happen, and it is impossible for this to happen. "

When the generals left the study, it was time for dinner. Yun Ziyue woke up and went out and received the news of the death of the prime minister.

"Does Fang Ran know?" This was Yun Ziyue's first thought.

"Back to the princess, the prince blocked the news. Miss Fang does not know now, but this matter will be known to the world sooner or later, Miss Fang..." Sooner or later she will know.

Yun Ziyue rubbed her brows, "I see."

After several people had dinner, Yun said to Fang Ran’s room for the first time. By coincidence, he saw a letter in Fang Ran’s hand and her red eyes. In an instant, Yun Ziyue sighed in her heart. The most unseen thing she saw was that the girl was crying, not to mention that the girl was still her friend in this world.

For a while, Yun Ziyue was a little at a loss. The key is that in her previous life and in this life, she could not coax girls at all. In the past, when she cried when she was a child, her elder brothers coaxed herself with each other. All kinds of toys made her happy, but that was when she was a child, she couldn't use this trick on Fang Ran, right?

At this time, I really hope that Mingxia can be by my side. That little girl must have a lot of ideas, maybe there is some way.

She sighed, and to be honest, she didn’t feel the same way. It was not her relatives who died, and her relatives also lived well in this world. Although she could not see them, she believed that they would one day. Met.

But looking at my friend's sadness, I feel uncomfortable after all.

Slowly sat beside Fang Ran, patted her on the back stiffly, and said softly,

"I will avenge you. Prime Minister Fang would definitely not hope that the daughter of Jiji was so sad if he were there."

Fang Ran tightened the thin paper in his hand, and his entire palm became very tight due to excessive force.

He raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him, and smiled reluctantly. In Yun Ziyue's eyes, this smile was more ugly than crying.

"If you can't laugh, don't laugh. It's okay to cry a lot, but what problems can crying and anger solve?"

Yun Ziyue originally wanted to comfort her, but the tone of her mouth became like this unknowingly.

She knows that everyone can't think the same as her own, but this is what she learned in the twenty-fourth century, survival of the fittest.

Fang Ran looked at the woman in front of her with dim teary eyes, teardrops still hanging on her eyelashes.

"Yue'er, when will I be half as powerful as you, now I can't just sit here and cry, but I can't do anything."

Fang Ran's voice was dull, with a feeling of choking.

"What stupid thing to say, you are the prostitute of a big family, how can you belittle yourself? In the past, calligraphy girls in Beijing's boudoir were the first, how could they be not good?" After a pause, Yun Ziyue said again, "Everyone Each performs its duties and has something that is good at it. Revenge is left to us, okay?"

Yun Ziyue softened her tone as much as possible, comforting the people in front of her.

Fang Ran didn't speak this time, and didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, the door that was gently closed by Yun Ziyue was pushed open again, but obviously this time the power was much greater than Yun Ziyue, just look at the trembling door.

Yun Ziyue rubbed her brows, and when it was over, another one came.

"Ran Ran, don't worry, this lady will avenge you now and kill the dog emperor!"

The person who came in was Qin Xiang.

Yun Ziyue looked at Qin Xiang, but thought in her heart, why does a good girl open her mouth? Still revenge, has she beaten so many defenders in the capital?

She was just about to coax good people, but she couldn't just fall short.

A faint glance at Qin Xiang, who was bluffing there, slightly forced her to sit on the stool, and gave her a look by the way...