The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny - Chapter 403
Chapter 403 Hit evil
Xie Qiao was taken aback by the words in charge, a little helpless: “You mean…invite me over, it’s not your master’s instruction?”
“Where does the master take care of these things, they are all done by the people under us.” This manager smiled wryly, “but the little one believes in the master! I also bought the talisman in your store, and I really walked through it earlier. Fortune once!”
Xie Qiao gave a dry smile.
At this time, the Taoist priest next to her glanced at her.
At that glance, he was proud and proud, as if Xie Qiao was a liar who came to eat and drink.
Actually, this Taoist priest also depends on her face and age. She turned into Mo Chusheng and was positioned to be forty years old, but she only drew her face and hands. The hair was jet-black and her age dropped.
Moreover, Mo Chusheng’s appearance is quite ordinary, although he has the feeling of a worldly expert, but because he is young, he is a Kun Taoist priest, and it seems that he is not more able to bluff people than the Taoist priest next to him.
But Xie Qiao didn’t think much.
All the deposits have been collected, this time, I still need to pay more attention.
Xie Qiao looked down at Nobita, only to see it in his arms, he was bold enough.
After a while, when he arrived at the main hall, Xie Qiao saw an old couple, about 60 years old.
Both of them don’t wear well.
They glanced at the three of Xie Qiao, and finally moved over from Xie Qiao, and their eyes fell on the other two and said, “Masters, please come, mainly for my little son. I don’t know how the three are called?”
“Poor monk named Puchen.” The monk looked unpredictable.
“Poor Dao Yuan Changzi.” The Taoist priest looked at the person in front of him and said respectfully.
“Mo Chusheng.” Xie Qiao also reported briefly.
He raised his head and glanced at the person in front of him for a while, and then he could see that the person was very good-looking.
Hemu Haikou, Shilu for thousands of minutes, this man and earth pavilion is wide and long, the prince’s majesty, he is full of abundance, and between the eyes, there is a bit of northern pride, and it is not obvious… Xie Qiao already knows it in his heart. .
This person must be King Ningbei, the cousin of the current saint.
This king of Ningbei had been in the northern fief before returning to Beijing a year ago.
This king of Ningbei is also a well-known lover. It is said that he has a strong relationship with the princess and his wife. After marrying the princess, he did not have two sexes for many years. Until he was forty childless, he accepted a few concubines to pass on from generation to generation.
After giving birth to the concubine’s eldest son, the other concubines all condemned them, and only the mother of the concubine’s eldest son proposed to be a concubine.
It is said that when she reached fifty, the princess and the old clam gave birth to pearls and got a young son.
This aunt is the heart and liver of King Ningbei, always holding it in his heart.
The prince had been in the fief earlier, and this time when he returned to Beijing, the youngest son was sick all the time. The doctor in Beijing had been invited by King Ningbei all the time, but he was still not well. Some people said that the royal mansion had already begun to organize funeral affairs for the younger son.
I guess it’s for this little son to come here this time?
Xie Qiao guessed it in his heart, but didn’t ask directly.
This King Ning Bei sat there with a heavy face, and said: “My child has been ill for several months and has not been well. I invite all the masters to come over and take a look today, but what’s wrong with him?”
In this way, it is not to look at Feng Shui, but to look at people.
The couple didn’t talk nonsense, and took the three directly to the inner room.
The old princess was originally very dignified. After seeing the child, a tired and distressed look appeared in her eyes. She sat in front of the bed and touched her son’s hair.
Having such a son at the age of fifty, he is naturally loved in every possible way.
Xie Qiao entered the house, and a strong smell of medicine came over his face.
In addition to the smell of medicine, there is also a bit of disharmony.
“Has the little son always lived in this room?” Yuan Changzi asked.
“Yes, we lived in the Northland earlier. On the way back, my child felt a little uncomfortable. It was treated as if it was a typhoid fever, but for some reason, the worse the health was, the more he could get worse a year ago. Get out of bed and walk around twice, now… I can only lie in bed and drink a few sips of liquid food.”