Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife Chapter 1237: The married daughter and the married uncle

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Among the people, the eighth prince who came out of nowhere and the sixth prince who sat alone on the dragon throne in the palace formed two forces. The Eighth Prince instigated the Ninth Prince to massacre the city and the Sixth Prince to be cowardly to win over people's hearts. He also brought up the original witchcraft incident and insisted that he was framed. In addition, some of the former Eighth Prince's gang members were secretly supporting him. Therefore, its power has gradually expanded.

Those members of the original Lao Ba originally escaped the great calamity of the previous court purge and were not found out. But they have been living in fear, always feeling uneasy, as if this life is not their own, and they are afraid that one day the court will think of this matter again and take them in to see the King of Hell. This thought tortured them almost crazy, so when another eighth prince suddenly appeared among the people and insisted that he was not dead, they were like catching a life-saving duckweed. My heart finally found its backbone, and I couldn't wait to rush to that force.

In the capital, with Sixth Prince Xuan Tianfeng, Wu has the ninth prince Xuan Tianming, and Wen has the fifth prince Xuan Tianyan who has returned to the court. Coupled with the many years of old troops and the original loyal ministers of Emperor Tianwu, the power cannot be underestimated. But there is still a bit of a disadvantage. The fake eighth prince has gathered a lot of soldiers and horses among the people. In addition, there are actually his original troops lurking in Dashun territory. In this episode, there are actually as many as one hundred thousand.

Of course, a mere 100,000 troops will not have any actual impact on Dashun, but Dashun has always been unwilling to fight within its own territory, especially in the capital. Furthermore, with the successive wars over the years, Dashun regained Qianzhou, half of ancient Shu, and the entire Sui Dynasty. Countless soldiers and officials were sent to garrison at the border and were transferred to participate in the new territory. The deployment of defenses has resulted in a lack of troops in the country. If we really want to become hostile near the capital, we are afraid that we will suffer a loss.

Xuan Tianfeng said to his ninth brother: "Sky thunder must not be used in the mainland. Even if it is a firearm, try not to take it out as much as possible to avoid accidentally injuring the people."

Xuan Tianming sighed and nodded, yes! They cannot accidentally hurt the people, these are the people of their own country! It's sad that he knew that the eighth prince was fake, but he couldn't prove it to the world. When Lao Ba's face was peeled off, he had already realized that Zong Sui's mask technique was probably going to work. But first, he thought that after all, the imperial court had disclosed the news that the eighth prince was dead, and secondly, he focused on walking eastward and didn't care about this side.

But I didn’t expect that that person would take advantage of such a loophole...

A deserted village between Beijing and Xiaozhou, the seemingly desolate place is actually crowded with people at night. People who saw it spread the rumor that the deserted village was haunted, so no one dared to go there again.

However, where are the ghosts in this world? Hidden in that deserted village was the man wearing the human skin mask of the eighth prince Xuan Tianmo—the original third prince of the Sui Dynasty, Li Guang.

At this time, Li Guang was in the basement under the deserted village, listening to his subordinates' reports about Zong Sui's situation. From the time when Xuan Tianming led an army to massacre the city, to when Xuan Tianhua was bombed to death outside Tongcheng, to when the Chunyu family rebelled in Zong Sui's capital, Li Guang could hear him sighing repeatedly: "I've said it before, where is Li Jian?" Material to be an emperor? With his little knowledge, how dare he go against Dashun? Do you think he will be powerful just because he has Duanmu Anguo? Huh! You are not overestimating your capabilities. Is Zong Sui gone? It doesn't matter, I don't want to help at all. Let Li Jian sit firmly on the throne. What I want is this Dashun. It doesn't matter even if I live my whole life with other people's faces. Even if it doesn't work, I have to stir up the bowl of Dashun. I can't let Zong Sui Bai lost it all. And Li Kun is simply the loser of the Li family! The old man was wholeheartedly trying to leave the throne to him, but what happened? Huh! You all look down on me, didn’t you expect? In the end, I can be so useful Zong Sui’s last contribution must be the son you have always looked down upon!”

He was angry from the heart and showed it on his face, causing the human skin mask to twist. When his subordinates looked at him, they felt that this man was Li Guang, the third prince of Zong Sui, and Xuan Tianmo, the eighth prince of Dashun. His face was unpredictable and uncertain, which made people look at him all over. Cold.

Recently, a big event happened in the Right Prime Minister's house. The maid next to Feng Tianyu ran in and said to her with a joyful face: "Miss, good news, Mr. Li is going to The master and his wife have proposed marriage, saying that they want to marry you."

"What?" Feng Tianyu jumped, "What the **** is this good news? You girl must have lost your mind, right? Then what kind of style does Li Kun smoke? Why does he want to propose marriage? What about himself? Don’t you know your status? A person who doesn’t care about his life still dares to propose marriage. Is he sick?"

Feng Tianyu was so angry that she couldn't help but walked around the room, making the maid feel dizzy. The little girl was also helpless, "Miss! Why do people propose marriage? It's not because of you! You said it's not good for you to do something on New Year's Eve. You have to drink with that Mr. Li and talk all night long. Even the slaves I think you are interested in him, let alone a man."

"Isn't it?" Feng Tianyu stroked his forehead, "I just felt that it was too depressing in the capital for a while, and there was no one in the house who could talk to me. I caught him temporarily as a young man! Why is he so sentimental? ”

"But..." The little girl scratched her head. She felt that her young lady was very special to Mr. Li. She always bullied that man to do things, but generally speaking, her young lady did not bully anyone easily. . In other words, this eldest lady of the Feng family belongs to my master. If I don't like you, I won't say a word to you at all. But Mr. Li has been in the house for more than a year or almost two years, and the eldest lady has had quite a lot of interactions with him. He bullied people and walked around, but then he couldn't bear it anymore and would always find something. Give some sweet reasons. For example, that time Mr. Li cut his hand while chopping firewood, and the young lady actually stole the wound medicine that the master had collected and gave it to Mr. Li. Who would believe that she is not interested in others?

But Feng Tianyu just refuses to admit it! She said: "Then Li Kun is a broken man. I am the eldest daughter of the prime minister's house. Who should I marry? I have to marry her? Now Dashun is only a prime minister, and his father has a high status!"

"Miss!" The maid sighed, "Do you know what are the two most famous problems in Beijing today? That is Miss Ren of General Pingnan's Mansion."

"What do you mean? Are you saying that we can't get married?" Feng Tianyu stamped her feet angrily, "Even if my aunt dies in the house, she will never marry that Li Kun! He can't even protect himself, marry me What to do?"

"But the master seems to agree!" The maid said: "Madam also thinks you two are suitable."

"Which is appropriate? Is my father old and confused? Oh my god! If he is really confused, don't go to court again! It's not good to delay state affairs." She grabbed her waist and rushed into the yard, staring in one direction. He said harshly: "Damn Li Kun, even if my parents agree, I will never agree!"

"Why? Miss, don't you two get along well? I have never seen you and any young master get along so well."

"We are in love with each other, but that is completely different from wanting to marry him." Feng Tianyu pulled the girl over and said seriously: "Do you know where his home is? His home is in Zongsui, which is far away. It's far away. It takes several months to walk from his home to our Kyoto. What do my parents want me to do if your young lady marries to that kind of place? It's such a long way and it's hard to even come back. Although Zong Sui is now the territory of Dashun, I still feel bad. It’s too far, really too far."

"Uh...Miss." The maid came closer, "You don't want to get married just because it's a long way to go?"

Feng Tianyu was a little embarrassed and waved his hand, "Oh, that's about right!"

"Then don't hesitate, young lady, get married! Mr. Li said that if you don't go back to your hometown, you will stay in our prime minister's house and become your son-in-law."

"What?" Feng Tianyu didn't understand at first, "Son-in-law here?" Is Li Kun out of his mind? Is it so easy to be a door-to-door son-in-law? When a daughter-in-law comes in, she has to look at her mother-in-law's face every day. Does Li Kun want to look at her father's face every day? But thinking about it again, it seems that Li Kun has been watching her father for two years. Is he used to it?

She was speechless. If she could really stay at home for the rest of her life, without having to serve her mother-in-law, or having to look at the faces of her husband's seven aunts and eight aunts, this wouldn't be a bad thing! Rather than being a married daughter, marrying a son-in-law is what she really wants, right? It's just... Feng Tianyu calmed down. Although it's good to have a son-in-law, Li Kun must not be another Bu Cong...

Duanmu Anguo, brought back from Zong Sui, is now being kept in the dungeon of Prince Yu's Mansion. In Xuan Tianming's words, this dungeon has never been used since it was laid out, because generally speaking, few people can offend him enough to ask him to take people back and throw them into this dungeon for torture. Therefore, Duanmu Anguo can be considered After cutting the ribbon for the dungeon, wailing in the dungeon all day has become a unique sight in the Royal Palace.

How do you say it’s a view? Because Feng Yuheng made Duanmu Anguo a medicine man, just like Qianzhou tortured Feng Zhaolian, soaking him in a large water tank and filling it with medicine that can make people neither male nor female. Potion. People can't die, but they can only live in endless pain, watching their bodies change little by little, but with no way to ask for help.

With Feng Yuheng's special care, Duanmu Anguo was much worse off than Feng Zhaolian was at the beginning. Feng Yuheng had personally removed his hand tendons and hamstrings, and now he was a disabled person. He originally wanted to cut off his limbs to make a human pig, but Feng Yuheng thought that would be too disgusting, so he didn't do it. The potion used to soak him was transparent, higher quality than the one used by Feng Zhaolian, and was made by Feng Yuheng. The water tank in which he soaked was also made of glass. Duanmu Anguo had never seen anything like this before, and he felt that everything Feng Yuheng did was so weird, including the scary mirror that had been placed in front of him.

The water tank was not big, so his movements were restricted and he was extremely uncomfortable. Feng Yuheng was afraid that he would not be able to observe the changes in his body in time, so he set up a full-length mirror in front of him. The mirror of later generations clearly reflected the situation of Duanmu Anguo at this time, so that the old thief collapsed and screamed in front of the mirror countless times.

Finally one day, Duanmu Anguo discovered that the male features under his body had shrunk into a small ball the size of a fingernail, his skin had turned white, his beard had fallen off, and even his roaring voice had become shrill. Now...