Under the gorgeous Panlong caisson, the candlelight sways slightly, and in the hot early summer, there is a cold smell in the empty hall.

Pei Fan was placed on a collapsed place, half-sitting, his eyes were open and his neck was still hurt. When he woke up, he was taken to the hall.

He stretched his neck and looked closely.

In the middle of the hall, there was a person sitting on the collapse. He was very young, wearing a jujube robe and a jade hairpin on his head. He should be a prince.

In front of him, two officials stood up, one old and one young.

Looking to the left, the Jinwu Guards who were arresting him were also on the line, and they glared at him from time to time.

What to see!

I dare to beat me and don’t want to live anymore!

Tsk, this neck hurts really.

"Your Highness, this person is Pei Fanxian, that's right!" The slightly old minister, the archer, reported.

Prince?

He had just crossed the journey and encountered such a powerful thigh. God was really good at him. With his experience as an eighteenth-line Tang Chuanwen writer, Pei Fan first judged that the prince in front of him was Li Hong, the eldest son of Li Zhi and Wu Meiniang.

No wonder he has a pale face and is sick.

"Your Highness, the chance is rare, let me give the needle." On the other side, the younger official also stepped forward to speak.

It’s good to apply a needle!

Li Hong is weak, so they must have wanted to use acupuncture to relieve his illness. This young man should be a person like the imperial physician.

I am young and have such a poor body. I should have a few injections to treat it.

Li Hongren in history is very good. He can be said to be the one with the best qualifications among Wu Meiniang's sons.

It’s a pity that many diseases and short lives are short. Now it’s the second year of Xianheng. According to historical records, it’s time for him to go there in a few years.

He even walked in front of his sick father.

Li Hong leaned on the collapse and felt so uncomfortable. Since the beginning, he never stopped coughing, his heart was thumping, and even felt a vague pain.

But the sorrow on his face was not just because of the illness on his body.

"General Pei, how many times have I said, don't do such unreasonable things, you just don't listen."

When he was excited, he coughed again.

"Your Highness's safety is great. Fan Xian is just a white-robed man. He has been sick since childhood and is not worthy of great use. In the old minister's opinion, it is his honor to be able to serve Your Majesty."

Who is this dog thief?

I'm honored to be a ghost!

What do they want me to do?

Pei Fan tried hard to move his body, and finally saw the old man's appearance clearly.

A face with a Chinese character, mung bean eyes, a big black mole on the edge of the mouth, and it is also hairy!

Isn’t this Pei Judao?

Sitting in the hall for a while, Fan Xian had adapted well to this body, and his original body's memories gradually merged.

Seeing this hateful face, he immediately met.

In the third year of Xianheng, Prince Li Hong accepted the concubine Pei Judao girl. This hateful old man was actually Li Hong's father-in-law!

At the same time, it is Pei Fanxian's biological uncle!

OK!

This guy got him, so he must have no good intentions.

"Your Highness's illness is getting worse and worse. Apart from the acupuncture, I have no good way. But I will never dare to disobey the advice of the queen."

"Your Highness, please give me a mercy, let me give it a try!" The young minister leaned over to salute, and Pei Judao also spoke from the side.

Forget it, Li Hong waved his hand and reluctantly agreed.

"You guys go!"

Go...

Where to go?

This is not the right thing. Shouldn’t you poke a needle on Li Hong’s body? Pei Fanxian is ready to watch the fun.

And now, the young minister was carrying a medicine box and actually walked towards him.

The heart is beating wildly.

It's a bad dish.

"What are you going to do?"

"You can discuss something." He shouted in panic. Pei Judao took a few steps and grabbed the young man's front.

It’s true that I am a dear uncle, and I still have mine in my heart.

After only one second of gratitude, he held him down with his big hands.

"Fan Xian, just bear with it and you'll pass." Pei Judao laughed even worse than crying.

Is it really for him?

"Honest, why should I endure?" He felt even more panicked.

"Send a needle, you don't know how difficult it is to find someone like you who have born on the same day of the same year, month and day as His Royal Highness, and have similar symptoms."

"Hurry, let Ming Wenxue have a needle, you're welcome, we'll be relieved!"

You are relieved, I will pee!

Ming Chongyan took out a silk handkerchief and began to wipe the needle.

Although the needle was very thin, it made Fan Xian tighten his lower abdomen.

It's so fatal, I've been dying of needles since I was a child.

"Even so, why do you want to give me an injection?" In the critical moment, he still grasped the main contradiction.

Pei Judao sneered: "Whoever makes you have the same disease as the Crown Prince, only you have such blessings. The Queen of Heaven does not allow us to hurt Your Highness at will. In order to ensure safety, we can only let you try first."

Good fortune, do you want this kind of blessing?

The needle in front of him was thin and long, and Pei Judao's face also made him sick.

It is said that if a dog is anxious, he can jump over the wall. If a person is anxious, he is very motivated. Fan Xian pushed Pei Judao's hand away and shouted: "I'm not sick!"

"I'm all done!"

"You are not sick, are we sick?" He struggled so hard. Pei Judao was so old that it was not easy to control him.

"Just just have a needle, don't make trouble again!"

"It's all for the good of His Highness the Crown Prince." His words were squeezed out from his teeth. After a glance, Fan Xian suddenly discovered that Prince Li Hong was still sitting in front, dying.

Prince Li Hong is kind-hearted and is also the direct leader of the two. Only he is the hope to save himself.

"I'm not sick!"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince's clarification!"

"Don't give me a needle, I'll be dizzy!"

He stood up in a difficult situation, and before he finished speaking, the needle in Ming Wenxue's hand poked over.

"I'm sick or not, I'll get it done with a needle."

Fan Xian felt a pain in his scalp, and his burning lower abdomen felt instantly released...

"New clothes are good!" Pei Fanxian looked at Tu Xin's robe and murmured to himself.

The original body was a pauper, and all the money he had spent on buying medicine, and he couldn't buy a few new clothes throughout the year.

The one I wore was the same as Li Hong, and it was absolutely exquisitely crafted and priceless.

He shook his clothes and was very proud.

Good thing!

If you take it out of the palace and go to the western market where he lives, you can sell it for a lot of money!

Li Hong sat opposite him, keeping a polite smile on his face, but he was a little stiff no matter how he looked.

This is Pei Fanxian, a son of the Pei clan who claimed to be similar in the same year, month and day as him.

A wide forehead and wide mouth and nose are a good appearance.

But this style of conduct is really... bold and rough. He searched in his literary mind for a long time and could only think of such an adjective.

Why is he so happy?

Li Hong asked a question.

"I told you a long time ago that I was fainted from the needle. You don't believe it. What's going on? You'll pee." Fan Xian looked to the left, and Pei Judao's face turned green with anger.

This sick person has failed to succeed and has more than enough trouble!

I looked at the young white face again on the right. My face turned whiter, my thin lips tightly pursed, trying to hold my smile.

Just now, he had just inserted the needle into the top of his head. Before he could use the needle, a strange smell rose from where Pei Fanxian was sitting.

Why are you so sexy...

Only then did everyone realize that the sick man had urinated. Not only did he urinate, but he also urinated a lot. The pale yellow urine was falling down his pants.
Chapter completed!