Why did Sun Wukong become the Great Sage of the Monkey King and the No. 1 Monkey in All Eternal Eternal? That's because he guessed the mystery of the ancestor. Myths and legends tell us that people who walked around the back door in the middle of the night were doing well in the end. There was no back door in the inn, but Song Jiali would climb over the wall, fly over the eaves and walk around the wall, and pry the door to press the lock. When Song Jiali appeared in front of Jingyang, Jingyang was still a little more or less happy.

If you don’t come for an appointment, you won’t be able to spend the middle of the night, and you will be hitting chess pieces and falling lanterns. Jingyang talked to Song Jiali about Zhao Shixiu during the day, which means he wants to “ask a guest”.

"You ask." Jing Yang put away his fake smile during the day, knew that he was full of doubt, and looked at Song Jiali with a calm expression.

"Are you okay?" Song Jiali also looked at her, but there was no longer the long list of questions in the daytime. Thousands of words were summed up into these four words: Are you okay?

Jing Yang's soft heart was hit in an instant, this man - so stupid.

Standing in front of him alive, he even got clothes embroidered with gold thread. The beads on his head were eaten with delicacies and the body was well maintained, and it didn't look bad.

As a polite person, Jing Yang asked: "I heard you are seriously injured?"

"Yes" Song Jiali covered his heart, "Here, it's very hurt."

What's the situation? This guy is still talking nonsense. This guy is really hateful.

"Your wife is gone..."

"Aren't you right in front of me?"

“…”

"They used thoughts on me-"

"Poisonous?" The smile on Song Jiali's face disappeared in an instant, and he stepped forward and grabbed Jing Yang's wrist tightly.

"Are you a doctor or I? What else do you want to take your pulse? The secret technique of the previous dynasty..." Jing Yang held Song Jiali with his backhand and told his experience.

"Will it be a physical problem?" Song Jiali still did not let go of Jing Yang's wrist, his eyes were deep, and he looked her up and down.

"Are you a doctor or I? Am I the one who will make me suffer a loss?" Jing Yang pried open Song Jiali's hand. Although she was unforgivable, the soft part in her heart was poked again. Although Song Jiali's concern was a little bit boring, she was sincere.

"Why do you have to take risks? If you don't show up, you can escape. Now, how can I feel at ease with you?" Song Jiali lowered his eyes. Even though everything is still under Jing Yang's control, after a while, will we arrive in Kyoto? If we meet his father, can Jing Yang's identity be hidden?

"I always have my own plans. Keep your heart in your stomach. I know how to cherish my own life." Song Jiali's lonely expression made Jing Yang feel unhappy. Why did she feel as if she had let him down? What is the big relationship between her own decision and him?

"You go now. When you return to Kyoto, you have an identity and no one will doubt it." Song Jiali looked straight at Jingyang, hoping that she would nod.

"Will the world be in chaos if I leave? I am alone in disturbing the surroundings. I am right? How can you, the prince of Xu, deal with yourself? What will happen to Xu Wei? Not to mention that I have other plans, as long as I am a doctor, I should also watch the epidemic in Qingtang County be eliminated." Jing Yang raised his eyes and looked determined.

"Okay." Song Jiali looked up and closed his eyes, and said in a muffled voice: "Life and death will follow, Jingyang, if you want to stay, to save the Qingtang people, I will do my best to protect you and restore Qingtang's vitality."

As soon as he raised his eyes, Jing Yang's heart was inexplicably shocked. Song Jiali like this...

"Have you made any progress on the doctors?"

"This is a disease that has not been recorded in medical books. The patient has heat numbness and convulsions, and the chest and diaphragm are full. The existing medicine can only calm it and cannot be cured. The epidemic in the city is still spreading." Song Jiali looked solemn, sweeping away his previous hesitation and worries. Just now, in front of Jingyang, he was Song Jiali; now, in front of Huiyang Hall, he is Guzhujun of Xu Guo. Qingtang officials said before that the epidemic was stable, but it was spreading worse than before. The epidemic is still severe now.

"I don't know what medicine the other doctors gave. Although I was willing to do my best, I couldn't treat it myself. You have to think of a way to let me go out. Although I can't guarantee that the medicine will cure the disease, I can always have multiple ideas." Jing Yang paced back and forth, feeling extremely anxious. Even Song Jiali had no reason to let her, the fake princess, appear in the epidemic area. But without this identity, she would not be able to inquire about the Xianshan Palace and Xuan Yu. In the conflict, she had no way to do it for the moment.

"By the way," Jing Yang stopped. Since the other party could use confusion, can't she, a serious doctor, give back to the other person? Jing Yang came to Song Jiali, "I have an idea. It's not a solution to always restrain those two people. Since only Hezhen and Cheng Beigui have the inside story of transferring Princess Bao, I can give confusion skills to them. No one knows that I am not a real princess in the future. If you send someone to my back to Yangtang, you will say that the young master Xuanhua will let the people in the hall take out the flowers."

Jing Yang's face was then filled with the vivid expression of the past. After all, we are also the descendants of the Medicine King. Whether it is curing diseases and saving people or strange techniques, they should be able to capture them. However, she was unable to be happy for a moment. Seeing the strange expression on Song Jiali's face, Jing Yang's expression gradually froze. After saying that passage, she suddenly realized that Xuan Hua stole it or it stole it from the Wei family's Fuyun Tower. Wei Heng and Song Jiali seemed to have a different relationship. For the first time in her life, she would not even tell her. I pity her, Jing Yang's reputation was pure and Fu Dongliu.

"It turned out to be you-" Song Jiali didn't know whether to laugh or helpless. It turned out to be the flower that Jingyang picked. Now it seems that fate is around the two of them. Xuan Hua, for more than ten years, finally returned to his original owner. "Jingyang is willing to be so honest with me, and I no longer hide it. I have a close relationship with Yujun's family. The Fuyun Tower is our daily contact, and Xuan Hua is also what I planted."

"Ha...haha, this, that's right. What I picked before is not new. Just treat it as a benefit to the people and give me one more." Jing Yang smiled dryly and covered up his embarrassment. He stole things and discussed with the original owner to give him another one. No matter how thick Jing Yang was, he should be embarrassed at this time. Speaking of which, there is no need to say that Song Jiali doesn't have to say whether he colluded with Wei Heng? Oh no, contact has nothing to do with Jing Yang, a white-clothed doctor. Moreover, based on historical experience, knowing too much will not end up. Maybe one day these two people will put the knife on her neck and said sinisterly, "You know too much..."

"It turns out that the strange flower used by Qian Si is Xuan Hua," Song Jiali also thought of a more long-lasting and secret thing, and couldn't help but worry, "Jingyang, how did you know Xuan Hua? Did you think about using Qian Si at that time?"

"Although I have good medical skills, I don't know everything. You have a lot of thoughts. I just wanted to take it back to decorate the storefront when I saw it. By chance, I realized that it was a strange flower in the previous dynasty. However, speaking of this, you, a prince of the current dynasty, have a close relationship with an important official in the court, and you still have the flower of the previous dynasty. What are you thinking?" A trace of alert flashed across Jing Yang's eyes. Song Jiali was really confused.

Song Jiali laughed first without answering. Fortunately, Jingyang was still Jingyang. The past was gently covered by this name, as if it could make people ignore the existence of grievances. Song Jiali had this fragile luck in his heart, and smiled but felt a bitterness. The past will always be revealed one day. How should he face it at that time?

Jing Yang was confused. What is the reason why Song Jiali was so happy and sad? Did he really feel that he knew too much?

"If you want to use your thoughts, if you don't succeed, there will be no way out of retreat. Are you sure?" Song Jiali restrained all his emotions on his face, looked at Jing Yang's eyes, and said seriously.

"It's enough to seize about 70%. Now I can only deal with the moves. As long as your real princess doesn't come back, I will have the chance to continue the play." Jing Yang was also extremely calm. If it were a few days ago, she would never have thought that she would replace the role of the princess. Now this identity is on her. She knows that there are so many potential crises, and she may have a chance to lose her life day and night, but she can't escape. Xuanyu, the poison of the master, the princess of Dudu, all of this will change because of this identity. She is reluctant to give up such an opportunity. Even if there is an accident, it's not a pity. Anyway, she will not be alive.

"She is not mine, you are mine." Song Jiali put aside all the causes and consequences and smiled from his heart. At this moment, regardless of his identity and grudges, Jing Yang was in front of him, so courageous and wise, just like when he first met him.

Jing Yang's heart was stumbled, and he took advantage of it with words. He was obviously talking nonsense, but why did he not find a counterattack when he looked at his face? He was good-looking and could do whatever he wanted. Jing Yang even forgot to refute it. Maybe it was because of his beauty and lust that made people confused?

When the moon reaches the sky, the two of them are in the center of silence. Personal joy and worries are not clear at this moment. In the face of natural disasters, these two free and unruly people have taken on that responsibility and faced the epidemic with a solemn and courageous heart, completely abandoning their personal safety and concerns.

Qing Tang, will there be a rescue?

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If you don’t come for an appointment, you will be beaten with chess pieces and fall on the lanterns.

If the little cuties don’t pick me, I’m also very depressed.

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