[Double strong + Machiavellian + Poison Doctor General + Falling in love and killing each other + The heroine has many vests]
"If you can't cure the Emperor's headache, I will bury you in the dregs of medicine from the Imperial Hospital." Jing Zhaofeng put the black iron knife on Long Ruixue's neck, and saw the young imperial doctor twisting the silver needle with a smile: "If the general's old injury is not cured, don't beg me when you cough up blood in the middle of the night."
Xing Linchun hides the thunder in her heart. She is the direct disciple of Chen Guo's founding master. She holds the "Medicine Box" in her left hand and the hanging pot to save the world, and the "Spring Snow" in her right hand kills thousands of miles. In the court hall, he pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger, and outside the border, he is dressed in red and bathed in blood. Even the enemy's secretariat trembles: "That General Yama... Is actually the little girl from the imperial pharmacy?"
Jing Zhaofeng crushed the silk silk sent by the spy - the little imperial doctor who always pretended to be obedient in front of the emperor was actually the one who broke the bloody path when he was trapped in a tight siege in the Yue Clan.
"You save the common people, have the common people saved you?" On the city tower, he trapped her between the beacon fire and the dragon chair. She showed the tiger talisman with her backhand and chuckled: "Your Majesty, you know that the wine you drank..." Suddenly leaned over to face his blood-stained earlobe: "It's mixed with my heart's blood."
When the sinister general collides with the dramatic doctor, the light of swords and power are intertwined into a web. She was wearing a twelve-layered vest and stirred up the storm. He was chasing her with half a piece of military talisman, but at the critical moment of life and death, he discovered that their backs had already been carved into each other's palm prints.
