Hearing this, Lu Xiong's face was already covered in coldness, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he asked in a low voice: "What do you mean is the death of the central palace related to Doctor Wu?"

"Little NVzi dare not say that, but the old lady's illness did start to get worse at that time!"

"Then do you see who is the black-clad NV boy?"

"This matter is of great importance, so I dare not come close to see it. I don't know who it is. Judging from Dr. Wu's appearance at that time, the black-clad nv should have a very high status in the palace!" Cui Ke replied in a low voice.*///*(.paos_Bao&)

Lu Xiong nodded, and the other party's answer was also as expected. If what Cui Ke said just now was true, Lu Shuxian was indeed killed by someone. If Lu Fang knew the truth, it would definitely cause a bloody storm. No matter who the mastermind behind was, he would end up with the destruction of the whole clan. The man took such a big risk and must have made a great plan, and maybe he would have involved the position of the queen and the battle for the throne. If his guess was correct, this black-clothed nv should be one of the highest-ranking people in the Wu Palace. Although he was already a great minister, it would be impossible to be involved in such matters if he was accidentally killed. Thinking of this, Lu Xiong whispered to Cui Ke: "Miss Cui, this matter is very important. Before there is conclusive evidence, you should not leak it!"

"Little nvzi understand!" Cui Ke nodded, she suddenly gave Lu Xiongfu a blessing and whispered: "The old lady took great care of Xiao Nvzi during her lifetime. If she was really hurt by others-" At this point, Cui Ke suddenly cried and could no longer say anything. Lu Xiong hurriedly took over and said, "If this is true, Lu Xiong fights this life and wants to kill this villain and avenge the central palace."

After the two said that, Cui Ke closed his tears and bid farewell, leaving only Lu Xiong standing there alone. After pondering for a while, he turned around and walked towards the main hall of Weiyang Palace where Lu Shuxian's coffin was parked. At this time, in addition to the previous grief, he felt a little more angry and confused: he worked hard with the King of Wu for half his life, and finally won half of the country. Seeing that the situation was getting better, the palace suddenly became a new generation. The leader of the Lu clan, the future queen, was suddenly harmed by others. Seeing that the capital was a bloody storm, thousands of people fell to the ground. No matter what the result was, it was not a good thing for the great cause of the originally prosperous Wu Kingdom. Could it be that the blood and tears and efforts of millions of people over the years were just in the mirror and the moon in the water, and in the end they would turn into empty space?

"Teacher Lu, Taiwei Lu?" Fan Nissen shouted and walked towards this side. He was about to speak, but he saw that Lu Xiong's face was pale and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He couldn't help but be stunned. He asked in a low voice: "Are you too anxious to come all the way and suffer from the wind and cold?"

"No!" Lu Xiong instinctively denied, and then he reacted again. Isn't this a great opportunity to approach the Wu Guomao and explore the whole story. He hurriedly reached out and put his forehead on his forehead and groaned: "Your Majesty Fan, it's okay if you don't say it. My forehead hurts really after this. Could it be that I'm really sick? Ouch!"

While talking, Lu Xiong was shaking as if he was about to fall down immediately. Fannie Monk hurriedly stepped forward and supported him, shouting loudly, "Come on, come and help Taiwei Lu, and ask the doctor to take good care of him!" Several people had come to support Lu Xiong, but were pushed away by Lu Xiong and shouted repeatedly, "Some family is fine, some family is fine, they are going to serve the last guards for the wife!" He was very strong, and for a moment, the four or five close-knights were not close to him. Fannie Monk hurriedly comforted him, "There is an empty room in the palace, and the Taiwei only needs to rest in the next room, which can be considered as a guard for the central palace!" Lu Xiong then relaxed his hands and let everyone help him.

Lu Xiong was helped to a room not far from the hall. As soon as the people near the hall left, Lu Xiong got up from the couch and looked at his eyes flashing. He looked like he was sick. He was about to get up to see the surrounding environment. There was a sound of footsteps outside the window. Lu Xiong hurriedly lay back on the couch and pretended to be a patient. With a squeak, the room was pushed away, and two people came in. The man in front was wearing a green robe, which was close to the palace. The fingers of Lu Xiong said to the man behind: "This is the governor of the Zhenwu Army, Lu Xianggong, who has a serious illness. You must be careful to treat it!"

The man behind was wearing a long gown, about forty years old, with a long beard under his chin, a blue sac in his hand, and a simple face. He didn't say much. He walked straight to Lu Xiong, first put his hand on Lu Xiong's wrist and took the pulse for him. But after a while, the doctor's face was quite strange, and then Lu Xiong opened his eyes and mouth, carefully observed the other party's tongue coating and eyeballs, and was amazed in his mouth, saying, "Lu Xianggong's pulse is steady and powerful, his face, tongue, and eyes are all normal, and there is no disease. I guess it was because he was a little tired and too sad all the way. The villain opened a pair of calm and warm objects, and he would be fine after a few days of rest!" As he said that, he was about to take out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the side, preparing to prescribe for Lu Xiong.

When Lu Xiong heard the doctor's diagnosis, he thought that he could not hide the illness from the imperial physician in the palace. He just didn't know if the person in front of him was the Wu Guomao that Cui Ke mentioned just now. If it weren't for this person, wouldn't he have pretended to be the disease in vain? Thinking of this, Lu Xiong became wise and deliberately asked in a low voice: "I dare to ask about the name of this doctor!"

The doctor was flattered and thought that Lu Xiong wanted to thank him. He quickly stood up and replied, "I dare not work for my husband to ask for it. The villain's surname is Duan, and his courtesy name is Renhong. I have heard of my husband's name for a long time. I met today. It turns out that it is better to meet him than to be famous."

When Lu Xiong heard this, he confirmed that the person in front of him was not the Wu Kingdom player. He immediately jumped up from the couch, snatched the inkstone and hit the doctor's head, knocking the other party to the head and bleeding, covered in ink, and cursed: "Where is the quack doctor? I have no pain in my body, but you just say that I have no illness. You just need to eat some rotten things that can be eaten by a country doctor. If you don't get out, change the Wu Kingdom player quickly. Otherwise, I will report to the King to thoroughly investigate whether there is any quack doctor hurting people when the death of the central palace!"

The doctor flew in a disaster and was hit by the inkstone. He fell to the ground immediately, wondering where he offended the boss in front of him and became the target of venting anger. Could it be that he was really not learning skills? The diagnosis was wrong just now, but when he heard Lu Xiong's last words, he was so scared that he fell to his head and begged continuously. Although he was worshiping in the palace, he was considered an official, but compared with the chief officials such as Lu Xiong and the members of the royal family, it was no more difficult than ants. If the King of Wu felt that Lu Shuxian's death had nothing to do with their ineffective treatment, the whole family would immediately turn into mud powder and become Lu Shuxian's burial objects. At this critical moment, he still had the mind to recall his pulse just now and check whether there was any mistake in his tongue.

Lu Xiong shook his sleeves and said coldly: "Get down quickly, let's change Wu Guozhe to treat me. This kind of disgusting thing makes me feel very upset!"

The near-shoulder hurriedly helped the doctor up and took him out of the house. Lu Xiong lay on the couch and looked at the blood-stained inkstone on the ground. He felt a little sorry for his heart. The doctor was also a good doctor who carefully cured his illness, but he was confused about the inkstone. He was still scared to death. He was afraid that he would get seriously ill when he went back this time. He did this a little too much. But Lu Xiong's gentle smile immediately flashed in front of Lu Xiong. He thought of Lu Shuxian's appearance as a younger brother, and he gradually grew from a farmer on the Huai River to an important official of the Wu State. But now Lu Shuxian was harmed by people. In order to avenge her, it would be wronged to have a doctor even if she killed thousands of people? Thinking of this, the slightest bit of compassion in Lu Xiong's heart disappeared again.

After about half a cup of tea, he brought another doctor in. Lu Xiong looked at the person carefully and saw that this person was short and had a dark face. If it weren't for the three long whiskers left under his chin, he would have looked like a vulgar farmer. Lu Xiong was afraid that he would be wrong, so he asked in a deep voice: "Is this doctor Wu, who is from Tokyo, a master of Wu?"

The medical officer bowed to Lu Xiong and smiled and said, "I dare not be a national player, but the only Chinese medicine official in the palace is Wu, and his ancestral home is indeed in Luoyang, Tokyo. I don't know when the villain's fate was a humiliating honor, so I was so frightened!" Seeing the smile on his face, he was very proud, and there was no fear.

Lu Xiong nodded and said to the near-shou: "You go out and be more simplified, so as not to disturb Wu Guoshou's treatment for me!"

The person who was almost shook by Lu Xiong's attack just now. At this time, he received the order from Lu Xiong to let him leave, and quickly sang a promise and quickly left the house. At this time, only Lu and Wu were left in the house. Doctor Wu held his breath and reached out to put his hand on Lu Xiong's right wrist to take the pulse carefully. But after a long time, he still couldn't feel any sign of the disease from the pulse. He checked Lu Xiong's tongue coating and eyes several times, but no matter how Dr. Wu diagnosed it, he still could not find any disease from Lu Xiong's body. At most, it was a bit of a weak fire caused by fatigue, which was no different from the diagnosis of his colleague just now. When he thought of the colleague's return, he turned into cold sweat and oozed out of his vest.

Lu Xiong looked at the person in front of him coldly and suddenly asked coldly: "Doctor Wu, how is my illness?"

"This——" Doctor Wu's words came to his mouth and shrank back. The tragic situation of his colleague just now appeared in front of him again. Doctor Wu couldn't help but tremble. At this time, he became wise and hurriedly replied: "My husband has been on Huai for many years. The wind evil has entered the inner palace and died. He is too sad. He is jittery inside and outside. He is really sick. When the villain prescribes a prescription, it will be delicious. He will take it for a month. Then the villain will take it again!" Doctor Wu had already made up his mind to prescribe warm and tonic prescriptions first, and the kind that good people can eat is fine. First, deal with the situation in front of him. He hated Lu Xiong for intentional embarrassment, so he deliberately prescribed a few more coptis in the prescription, preparing to let Lu Xiong suffer a lot before talking.
Chapter completed!