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Chapter 1 Tool Development

On the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month of the eleventh year of the Northern Kingdom, Lian Xiao lived in the Langzhong Mansion. This year, he was more than twenty years old.

The old man who had cultivated him for many years asked him to talk secretly in his mansion late at night.

In the main hall of the ancient sandalwood color, the mist-covered sandalwood is slowly wafting. Under the faint candlelight, sitting on the grass cushion is a young man Lian Xiao with handsome facial features and calm eyes, but his sword eyebrows are born with a bit of heroic spirit. A black ribbon puts the thick black hair on his head, which makes him look youthful and full of right time.

In addition to the ribbon on his head, Lian Xiao was used to dressing in black from head to toe. Perhaps... only the pure black tones can cover up the shadows that often appear in his heart?

On the other side, the old man with a serious face and wrinkles on his face, the old man had white hair and a white beard.

The old man's voice was vicissitudes but he was domineering. "Lian Xiao, I have raised you for more than ten years and taught you what you have learned throughout your life. Today is the time for you to repay me."

Lian Xiao knelt on the grass cushion, covered his hands between his forehead, and a perfect curve appeared slightly in the corner of his mouth. He crawled on the ground, kowtowed to the old man, with a gentle voice, firm but obscure expression, "The kindness of raising a child cannot be repaid, so I can only be sent by the master in this life."

Before Lian Xiao was ten years old, he had a happy family. Suddenly one day, a group of bandits came and killed his parents. He became an orphan wandering on the street.

After wandering for more than ten days, one day he stole steamed buns because he was too hungry and almost beaten to death by the owner of the steamed bun shop. Fortunately, Baitouwen, the owner of the genius doctor and the holy hand of the capital, rescued him in time, so that he could grow up.

The day when Baitou Man saved him, he told him that he wanted to cultivate his purpose.

Lian Xiao was only ten years old at that time. In order to survive, he agreed to all his requests and sold himself to the Baitou Man.

It was from that time that Lian Xiao seemed to have a special liking for black, and all the clothes and objects around him were made black.

But to outsiders, black is too dull and dark, and it often gives people a sense of discomfort. In order to break this discomfort, Lian Xiao's mouth has a low-key smile that seems to be there. As long as he doesn't speak, or before speaking, it seems like a trace of moonlight hanging in the darkness, just breaking the black, showing a bit of low-key harmony, but in fact...

That was just a mask he disguised in order to protect himself and prevent others from seeing his true emotions.

It was also from then on that time that even no matter how hard Xiao was, he never shed a single tear, saying that his heart was dead? In fact, it was not, otherwise he would not need to use black to cover up anything.

The Doctor's Mansion is a folk mansion. It cooperates with the Imperial Hospital to train imperial physicians specifically for the palace. This time, Lian Xiao entered the palace because the palace was collecting capable doctors from all over the world for His Royal Highness's strange illness.

The emperor loved the eldest princess so deeply and blamed him. He sought all the medical skills for him, but it was not satisfactory.

This time I entered the palace, it was my only chance to reverse my life. If I couldn't succeed, I would succeed. Lian Xiao, who was sitting in the sedan chair, seemed to think.

Just as the sweet boy was lifted up, a sweet call came from the mansion.

"Senior brother, wait!"

Lian Xiao lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and saw a woman wearing a big red brocade cloak, a golden raccoon fur collar and a charming little face wrapped around for a week. She was walking towards her sedan chair with a charming look.

This woman is nothing else, she is Baitou Weng’s youngest daughter Bai Ruxue.

The four seasons of the north are not clear, the summer is very short and there is no spring and autumn. Most of the year is cold and snowy.

It was another goose feather snow last night. The "wipe" sound of the little junior sister wearing three-inch golden lotus in her embroidered cotton boots made on the snow. Every time she heard it, she felt it was a wonderful rhythm, but today, it felt a unique feeling in her heart.

On weekdays, he called her Xueer. The two of them were originally in love with each other and were interested, but they almost broke a layer of window paper. But Lian Xiao felt that the white-headed man seemed to be secretly stopping him, so he controlled his feelings.

"Senior Brother, when will you come back to the palace this time? I'll wait for you in the mansion?" Bai Ruxue's eyebrows and eyes were filled with light and expectation, and her love was deep.

Lian Xiao glanced at the delicate junior sister, then looked at the expressionless face, but he was hinting at his white-headed man with a cold look. He took a deep breath, swallowed back what he was going to say, lowered his eyes, and finally said, "This time I enter the palace, the future is unpredictable, junior sister, don't wait!"

After saying this, Lian Xiao put down the curtain. At the same time, the white-headed man waved his hand and the Jiaozi was carried away.

"Go back, he is not a good man! Dad has made better arrangements for you for your lifelong event."

"No, dad, I just want my senior brother..."

Bai Ruxue's delicate crying reached Lian Xiao's ears, who had not yet walked away, but he could not catch up. Lian Xiao finally turned red and swallowed his breath.

He still has many important things that have not been completed. Not only do he want to avenge his master, but he also wants to find out who the person who killed his parents back then. If he doesn’t get a big revenge, he will be a waste of his life!

Ruxue, if you and I are really destined to be destined, maybe the future is promising! I will try my best to become stronger, will you... wait for me?

The sedan chair was carried straight into the palace gate.

Lian Xiao looked at the carved dragons and phoenixes in the palace, and his magnificence was extremely gorgeous, but he only gave him a feeling of coldness. The coldness did not come from the heavy snow last night, but from the hearts of the people.

When he was introduced to the princess' palace by the eunuchs in the palace, more than a dozen young and handsome doctors were already queuing up there to take the princess's pulse.

When Lian Xiao arrived, a doctor happened to come. When he was walking side by side with Lian Xiao, he deliberately bumped Lian Xiao and directly hit Lian Xiao behind him. Lian Xiao was almost standing firm.

Lian Xiao's smile remained unchanged, but then two young doctors rushed up from behind. These two also followed the way they did, bullying Lian Xiao one by one, and squeezed Lian Xiao to the end.

After Lian Xiao stood firm, the curve of the smile on the corner of his mouth became bigger: the more anxious people are, the more they are, the less powerful they are.

The other doctors were dressed in gorgeous clothes and colorful colors, only Lian Xiao was dressed in black and was placed behind others. He was so low-key that he was not as good as a slave who walked back and forth.

But he was noticed by an old eunuch standing behind him.

That was the eldest princess’ personal eunuch Zhang. He picked up the experienced eyes of countless people and looked up and down Lian Xiao, and asked with a smile, "Why don't Mr. Lian fight? If you are appreciated by the princess today, you will surely embark on the road to glory."

Lian Xiao looked at the old eunuch and replied with a smile, "The Caomin believes that being reasonable does not mean being loud, having ambition does not mean being young, and having ability does not mean competing."

The old man smiled again, and seemed to say casually, "Young Master Juncai." After saying this, he turned around and left.

The doctor who was chewing the princess's hanging silk pulse was named Wei Shen, who was the best among them, and his nephew of the Minister of Personnel.

At this moment, he said, "Back to Princess, your pulse is stringy and thin and weak, which is a syndrome of liver depression and blood deficiency. You often have dizziness, swelling of both sides, depression of emotions, forgetfulness in dreams, white face, pale tongue and tantrum."

As soon as the young doctor finished speaking, the princess's fierce voice came from the bed of the Xiangyun Fengwen Yue Cave.

"What nonsense? I don't have the symptoms you said at all. One or two of them are all quack doctors. They all say that I am angry and liver depression. I am angry and liver depression. I am very well, and I don't like to lose my temper. My temper is also very good, rolling! Get out of here, I will not treat the disease."

As the princess said, she lifted the green gauze tent, walked out and grabbed the antique porcelain bottle by the wall and started smashing it at the young doctors.

Lian Xiao stood at the end, and naturally he was unable to get enough trouble, and the others were smashed and fled everywhere.

Lian Xiao lowered his head and chuckled, thinking: This temper is not about liver depression and stagnation.

Look at the appearance of the eldest princess, her willow eyebrows and almond eyes are gorgeous, her snail bun is fragrant and dark, her golden jade hairpin is inserted in a slanted shape, and her flowers are as beautiful as a lotus.

The only one who is calm and arrogant has already touched all living beings. If one day she is willing to smile, she will be charming.

In terms of dress, the eldest princess prefers blue. Today she is wearing a rose blue brocade cotton dress. It is so blue that it is full and cool, and it is also stunning. It is paired with dazzling gold-plated edges to highlight the nobleness and gorgeousness.
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