Chapter 527

His lips trembled twice, and Zhou ruo'an forced down the crystal that had surged to the corner of his eyes.

Now is not the time to vent her emotions. Zhou ruo'anzi told herself that she had closed her eyes several times before she finally managed to keep calm.

Only in the process of regaining her senses, only she knows whether the wounds left by Zhou ruo'an on Song's resignation are intentional or unintentional.

"Can he stand the long journey now?" Zhou ruo'an asked in a soft voice, and his eyes had been on Ling Tianwang's pale face.

Taiyi's body is stiff for a while. The external environment, which has been ignored for a while due to the tension of looking at the body, finally finds its own opportunity at this time, and is showing its own sense of existence.

His vision was staggering, as if inadvertently slipping past the ferocious Song Ci, and then skipping the people standing next to him with a sword, finally falling on Zhou ruo'an's eager eyes.

"If it is, if it is not necessary, your majesty, it is better to be cultivated in the palace." The doctor stammered.

Zhou ruo'an frowned slightly and was dissatisfied with his answer.

Adding to his voice, Zhou ruo'an asked again, "can he stand the long journey now?"

Zhou ruo'an didn't hide his dissatisfaction. Looking at him, his eyes were heavy. The hidden threat made the doctor get goose bumps out of control.

Knowing that he had no way to reconcile with the mud, the doctor sighed silently in his heart.

Taiyi Piantou, fingers and did not play next to the silver needle, as if this action can bring more courage for themselves.

Quiet for a while, the doctor finally made up his mind.

He turned to look Zhou ruo'an in the eye and said firmly, "if your majesty can be properly taken care of, it would be a long journey."

Hearing this, song ciben's ugly face went up a step.

His gloomy eyes do not live in the doctor's face and hand nostalgia, dark eyes from time to time flash a little light, let people feel numb.

The doctor looked at him carelessly, his eyelids jumped uncontrollably, and his body was cold.

Licking the dry lips, the doctor turned to look at Zhou ruo'an in a hurry, and his hoarse voice rang out at the same time.

"If your majesty wants to leave, can you take me with you?" He asked, looking at Zhou ruo'an's eyes, there was no lack of pleading.

Zhou ruo'an picked the eyebrow a little, some unexpected looking at the doctor.

If there is a doctor along the way, she naturally likes it, but at this time, she can't believe whether the doctor is really loyal to Ling Tianwang.

If a traitor is rescued, she must vomit a mouthful of blood!

Unable to figure out what Zhou ruo'an was thinking, the imperial doctor's eyes fell on Song Ci and soon returned.

He shrunk his neck, and the look of pleading in his eyes grew stronger.

"You have to think clearly. Now if you leave with us, you will no longer be an idle doctor. What's more, if you leave with us, what will your family do?" Zhou ruo'an asked.

Her line of sight has been falling on the face of the doctor, not let go of his emotional changes.

If he hesitated, it would be impossible for them to leave together. Zhou ruo'an made a decision in his heart.

But Zhou ruo'an didn't think of it. After listening to her words, there was no hesitation on the Taiyi's face. On the contrary, he was excited slowly.

Facing Zhou ruo'an's puzzled eyes, the doctor explained with a smile, "I was just a barefoot doctor in the countryside. I've long been used to running around in the mountains and looking for herbs. As for my family, I have no wife, no son, no father, no mother, and I'm alone."

After listening to his explanation, Zhou ruo'an was more surprised.

"Your Majesty's wounds need to be carefully maintained. If I am around, I can always treat them for your majesty."

This sentence fell into Zhou ruo'an's heart.

Thinking about what might happen along the way, Zhou ruo'an nodded cleanly.

"Just follow us. If Ling Tianwang has any accident, I only want you to ask!" Zhou ruo'an warned.

Taiyi's face was full of joy of escaping the disaster. He repeatedly promised that he only wanted to win Zhou ruo'an's trust with poison oath.

Zhou ruo'an didn't know why he had such a performance, but Song Ci knew it clearly.

He couldn't help but sneer, his eyes like a knife from the doctor's face, and finally fell on Zhou ruo'an's hand holding a dagger.

"Do I agree with you to leave?" Song Ci asked.

Hearing this, Zhou ruo'an looked at him with some surprise, and then without any hesitation, he put the dagger close to the other side's wound which was not completely scabby.

"You are my hostage now, I want to leave, can you stop it?" Zhou ruo'an asked.

Her tone is full of surprise, and for Song Ci, it is the naked evidence of sarcasm.He was filled with anger in his heart, but because he was in Zhou ruo'an's hands, he had no place to vent, so he could only press hard at the bottom of his heart.

"One day, one day!" Song Ci muttered in a low voice.

Although he swallowed the words behind, all the people present knew the meaning of the silent silence.

Taiyi's action of packing up slowly stopped, and looked at Zhou ruo'an with some worry.

However, Zhou ruo'an, who faced the threat of Song Ci, had no special performance. She didn't even give Song Ci any eyes.

"You hold Ling Tianwang carefully," Zhou ruo'an said softly, looking at Ling Tianwang's eyes soft and firm, "we'll leave now."

The doctor nodded and carried his dinner guy behind him. He took two steps forward, bent down and carefully lifted Ling Tianwang who was still in a coma.

Facing the eyes of the doctor, Zhou ruo'an raised his chin and said, "you help him walk in front."

Because Zhou ruo'an controlled the life and death of Song Ci, their departure was not blocked by anyone.

After a long period of confrontation, the sky outside has been bright, and the blood and dirt in the dark have no room to hide.

The imperial palace is still as brilliant as ever, but the people in the palace don't know how many times.

Zhou ruo'an squinted and pushed Song Ci forward with constant force.

In the bright sunlight, the malice in Song Ci's eyes and the ferocity on his face made him look like a devil climbing out of hell, which made his scalp numb.

The entrance of the palace is getting closer, and Zhou ruo'an's eyes can't help but be a little excited.

She seems to have smelled the taste of belonging to freedom, with the fragrance of flowers and the smell of earthly fireworks. The only thing she doesn't have is invisible barriers and countless rules.