"Sir, this young master..."

The doctor who was diagnosed and treated, Leng Han Cen Cen, and the Prime Minister's eyes were almost frozen, which was so scary.

"Speak straight away if you have something to do." Dai Yue reminded the doctor.

The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead, "The one among this young master is Qian Jiaohuan, and there is no antidote..."

"Bang!" The teacup next to Shi Sheng was swept to the ground by her, "This group of people is so brave."

"Sir..." Yingyue called out.

Shi Sheng took a deep breath, "There is really no solution."

The doctor shook his head with a stinging bullet, "Young Master should not be Qian Jiaohuan who was directly involved, but a relatively gentle Hehuan San conflict with a drug called Xu and Cao in Gongzi's body..."

The doctor paused, and Yu Guang glanced at Shi Sheng's expression and replied carefully, "This medicinal property is even more powerful than hitting Qian Jiaohuan directly."

"Can't bear it?"

"I think the young master is a martial arts practitioner. If he endures it... this skill will be ruined."

"So serious?" Shi Sheng frowned.

The doctor nodded honestly. Qian Jiaohuan's strong medicine has been diluted, and the effect is not something that ordinary people can bear, let alone this kind of undiluted one.

"Go and invite all the doctors in the city to me, the imperial doctor..." Shi Sheng suddenly stopped and frowned.

Since the doctor said there was no antidote, if she had found so many people, there would still be no antidote...

There will probably be rumors soon.

"Sir?" Is this a request or not?

In the end, Shi Sheng asked someone to invite him, but everyone had to be blindfolded.

However, these people's statements are the same as the first doctor said.

There is no antidote.

Shi Sheng was so angry that he almost dragged out his iron sword to chop people.

"You all go out." Shi Sheng waved his hand.

Yingyue and Daiyue looked at each other for a few seconds, exited the room, and closed the door.

Shi Sheng looked at the unconscious spiritual answer on the bed, his face full of entanglement.

How can we determine whether he is Feng Ci without spiritual power?

"Hot..." Ling Yue kicked the quilt covering him, his face turned red, and the skin below his neck was light pink.

Perhaps he noticed someone beside the bed, so he struggled to climb over.

Shi Sheng stood up to avoid it.

Ling Yue twisted on the bed uncomfortable, and the subtle moans flowed through the room.

After a long time, Shi Sheng rolled up his sleeves and went to bed. Ling Yue rushed over. Shi Sheng quickly wrapped him up with a quilt, wrapped his hands and feet in, leaving only his head exposed.

"It's uncomfortable..." Ling Yue kept twisting.

Shi Sheng's face turned dark and put his hand into the quilt, groping to unbutton his pants.

If this guy wasn't Feng Ci, she would have chopped him up.

Shi Sheng quickly took off his pants and held his clone.

The little guy was already hot and hard, and Shi Sheng endured the anger in his heart and slid up and down.

...

Shi Sheng felt that his hand was almost broken, but the thing he held in his hand was soft and there was no slightest thing.

Perhaps because she wrapped Lingyue in a quilt, he had a layer of sweat on his face and his face turned redder than before.

Shi Sheng didn't dare to lift the quilt open for him, so he could only feel aggrieved.

After being released twice, the situation of Lingyue is better, and only better.

His vague consciousness became clearer, and he vaguely saw someone beside him, holding his warm hands, and the pleasure...

He suddenly felt a sudden tremor, and his vague consciousness gradually became clear.

"You..." His voice was a bit charming, and a syllable, Lingyue didn't dare to pronounce it.

"Are you conscious?" Shi Sheng stopped, leaned closer to him and took a look, his face still gloomy, "It's great, come by yourself."

She pulled her hands out and got up and got out of bed.

Lingyue vaguely saw a white object on her hand...

That's...

His mind exploded with a bang, and his face became hot and hot.

Shi Sheng's face was not changed and his hands were washed clean in the basin next to him.

Looking back, I saw the person on the bed biting his lips, stiffening his body and not moving.

She approached the bed, leaned slightly, and met Ling Yue's somewhat confused eyes, "You won't want me to help you, do you want to endure it? Unless you don't want your martial arts anymore."

Lingyue probably didn't expect it to be so serious, "I..."

Of course he didn't think Shi Sheng was messing with him, after all, he was like that at that time, but she didn't do anything to him.

"You...you turn around."

Shi Sheng glanced at him and left the room directly.

This baby has done it for you, you are so pretentious.

Ling Yue's tense body relaxed when he heard the sound of closing the door.

...

Shi Sheng stood outside, looking up at the crescent moon in the sky.

The hands hanging beside him trembled slightly, and murderous aura filled his eyes.

This stop will be until dawn.

When Yingyue and Dai Yue came over, they saw Shi Sheng standing outside, with a little careful expression.

"Sir..." Why did the adult stand outside so early? The clothes on his body were from yesterday.

"Well, find someone to serve him...a man."

"……yes."

Shi Sheng raised his foot to the study room.

Dai Yue and Yingyue looked at each other, Yingyue followed Shi Sheng and Dai Yue went to arrange people.

Lingyou's bed was in a mess. Just when he didn't know what to do, two teenagers came in from outside the door.

"Young Master."

Ling Yue looked at the two of them in embarrassment.

The two teenagers just lowered their heads and looked respectful, "Do you want to take a shower and change your clothes?"

Last night, he was covered in sweat and felt very sticky. He couldn't help but nod when he heard the boy's question.

The people sent by Dai Yue have been strictly trained and will not ask too much. Even if they see the bed in a mess, they just do their best to pack up and replace them with new sheets.

However, Lingyue was a little uncomfortable.

"Where are you sir?"

"Sir, I've entered the palace." One of the teenagers replied.

Ling Yue narrowed his eyes and a ray of cold light flowed through his pupils.

He turned around and looked at the room. The decorations here showed that they were the owner's room. He was there last night...

"How many servants do you lord have?"

After asking Lingyue, he regretted it. He asked what he did.

But the words have been expressed and cannot be collected.

"There is no one around you, don't worry, you are the first one of you."

"Miss Dai Yue." The two teenagers bowed to their bodies at the same time.

"Have you packed up?"

"alright."

"Go down, remember the rules, what should be said, what should not be said."

"Yes." The two teenagers exited the room.

Dai Yue then looked at Lingyue with a smile, "Young Master, you need to have a meal."
To be continued...