"What nonsense." Xing Wuyun glanced at him angrily, and then said, "I don't believe it, I really can't help him."
Wei Zimo gave a small smile, then raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "It's all doomed early in the morning."
"Wufeng should have a way." Xing Wuyun said lightly, following Wei Zimo's figure and looking out with a thoughtful look.
When Feng Aotian landed in the Wind Clan, he went straight to the medicine house, and saw Mu Hanjin sitting cross-legged, looking very bad, with a weak breath, she sat opposite him in distress, raised her hand slightly to caress the already With a thin face, she still held back her hand, "Do you miss your grandfather?"
Mu Hanjin's fine eyelashes trembled slightly, but he still didn't say a word. Feng Aotian knew that he could get it, but he couldn't part his heart, but sat quietly beside him and accompany him.
Time passed slowly, until late at night, Feng Aotian left reluctantly, and when he returned to the emperor's bedroom, he saw Wufeng was already waiting for her.
Lan Jingshu also sat aside, raised his eyes and saw her coming back, so he got up to meet her.
Feng Aotian held his hand and whispered, "Are you done?"
"En." Lan Jingshu nodded slightly, then leaned into her arms, the two slowly stepped forward and sat on the soft couch on one side.
"It looks like there is a result." Feng Aotian looked at Wufeng, saw his indifferent expression, and said in a deep voice.
Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo also rushed over at this time, and then sat on one side, the hall was very silent.
Wufeng raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, "It's bone-eroding powder."
"Huh?" Feng Aotian's eyes sank, and he looked sideways at Wei Zimo, who was sitting on the side. His expression was still cold and indifferent, without the slightest turbulence.
Wufeng continued, "This poison is colorless and odorless. Sprinkle it on a specific place. If you touch it often, it will penetrate into the skin. At first, it is just a rash all over the body. After a month, those rashes will appear. It will spread all over the body, until finally the whole body festers and dies."
"It's poisonous." Xing Wuyun couldn't help but growl.
Wei Zimo raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, but there was no panic or surprise. Since he knew he was poisoned, he has not had any reaction.
Feng Aotian knew the pain in his heart, she looked at Wufeng, "Is there a solution?"
"Yes." Wu Feng said lightly.
Feng Aotian's eyes brightened slightly, and then he asked, "How to solve it?"
"According to his birth date, choose a good day and auspicious day, and break your body." Wufeng raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian and said in a low voice.
Xing Wuyun was stunned at first, couldn't help but glanced at Wei Zimo, and then said, "Is it that simple?"
"It's not easy." Wufeng continued, "I calculated according to his birth date. The best day to break is the eighth day of next month, which happens to be the first day of winter. It's cold, if he breaks down that day, he will definitely not be able to bear it, not to mention, by that time, his whole body is already festering..."
"This is what Gongyiou wants to see, isn't it?" Xing Wuyun heard Wufeng's words, "He just wants to see, even if his skin is already festering, will the emperor still want him? The body... will it detoxify him?"
Wei Zimo got up unhurriedly, and left the palace without saying a word.
"According to his extreme love for cleanliness, he does not allow himself to have any flaws on his body at all, but now he has to endure red rashes all over his body, and he also has to endure seeing himself become ugly, his arrogant His temperament, I'm afraid he can't bear it, and it's even more impossible for him to let you see his shocking appearance." Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo's slowly leaving figure, feeling lost.
Feng Aotian didn't know that, but he had to hold on, so how could she dislike it
She slowly got up, stepped out of the emperor's bedroom step by step, and walked beside him unknowingly.
Xing Wuyun got up, leaned against the threshold, and said faintly, "With such a proud temperament, I'm afraid he would rather die than..."
Wufeng got up and stood beside him, "What if he doesn't want to die?"
Xing Wuyun remembered what he said this afternoon, and knew that he had made a decision. Even if he didn't want to die, he didn't want to let his beloved see his ugly appearance, "He's too stubborn."
Wufeng knew why Xing Wuyun said that, what happened was unexpected to them, but it was within Gongyishou's expectation, Wei Zimo was more painful than them.
Lan Jingshu stepped forward and stood there as well, "Actually, the one who suffers the most is the emperor."
Xing Wuyun nodded slightly, "Yes, she is also empathizing with what we have experienced."
Feng Aotian knew Wei Zimo's pride and knew that he would not wait until that day, but how could she be willing to let him leave her side? After so many hardships, she didn't want to let them have any more accidents.
She approached him and held his hand tightly, but it was freezing to the bone. She pinched his fingertips and whispered, "Did you forget what you said to you that night?"
"No." Wei Zimo whispered.
"Wait for your return, and stay by your side." Feng Aotian looked at him sideways and said in a low voice.
"No." Wei Zimo stopped, facing the wind and looking at her in front of him, he raised his hand slightly, caressed her face lightly, "If you stay by my side, I will take things too hard."
Feng Aotian clenched his hand, stepped forward to hug him, and said in a low voice, "The Lord will not guard you, but you must promise that no matter how painful it is, you will continue to support it."
"Okay." Wei Zimo replied softly, "Don't you want to go to Caiguo? These days, you are so busy, go back and rest early."
"Master will accompany you tonight." Feng Aotian was afraid that he would think wildly.
"I want to be alone." Wei Zimo let go of her hand and smiled, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at him. The little cinnabar that his fingertips crossed between his eyebrows turned out to be such a peerless elegance. She couldn't imagine how big he would have to be to make him face the appearance of his body festering every day. courage to endure.
Wei Zimo took a step back and whispered, "Go ahead."
After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the Floating Dream Palace, while Feng Aotian stood there, watching the bright red figure slowly disappear into the night, until her eyes were blurred.
Wei Zimo didn't know how he got back to the bedroom. After he entered the main hall, he slowly walked into the inner hall and sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at his face under the veil, his fingertips twitched. However, he laughed loudly, his glamorous eyes shot a stern look, he raised his hand and smashed the bronze mirror in front of him, blood dripped from his fingertips, but he couldn't feel the slightest pain.
Feng Aotian stood in the dark and looked at the scene in front of her, but she didn't dare to step forward to stop it. If she was allowed to see him like this, she was afraid that he would collapse.
Her eyes were cold and stern, Gongyi, do you think that will make me give up on them
She turned around abruptly and explained to the soul in the dark, "Go on, there can't be any bronze mirrors within a mile of where he is, even if it's a pond or a lake, it will have to be filled up for you."
"Yes." Soul replied in a deep voice.
Feng Aotian's footsteps were windy, and he returned to the emperor's bedroom with a strong anger. Xing Wuyun and Wufeng did not leave, and Lan Jingshu was also guarding.
She raised her eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "These days, you keep guarding him for the Lord, and don't allow him to make any mistakes, and put away all the things that can take care of his appearance."
"Okay." Knowing Feng Aotian's suppressed anger, Xing Wuyun stepped forward and took her into his arms, caressed her back, and comforted her, "Don't worry, I will take care of him."
Feng Aotian understands the friendship between Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo. They are both people who suffer from the same illness. With him by Wei Zimo's side, she can rest assured.
Wufeng stood on one side, and when he saw Feng Aotian caring for them, he was very envious. This is why he looked at her in a different way. Sometimes, you don't need any reason to like someone, but sometimes , to fall in love with a person needs a good reason.
Feng Aotian looked at Wufeng and left Xing Wuyun's embrace, "Where is Han Jin..."
"I understand." Wufeng nodded slightly and replied indifferently.
Feng Aotian also nodded gently to him, "You've been tired for a day too, go back and rest early."
"Okay." Wufeng nodded in response, then turned around and left the Emperor's Bedroom.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at Lan Jingshu, "Go take a bath."
Lan Jingshu paused for a moment, nodded lightly, and then turned around and entered the inner hall.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Are you staying with the master, or going back?"
Xing Wuyun leaned against Feng Aotian's neck and whispered, "I will not disturb the emperor's good deeds."
Feng Aotian listened to his words, raised his hand and pinched him around his waist, and said with a smile, "I'll wait for you to take a bath later."
Xing Wuyun looked at Lan Jingshu, who was entering the screen in the inner hall, and whispered, "When does the emperor plan to tell him?"
Feng Aotian smiled and said, "Anyway, he has seen the appearance of the master in women's clothes. When the master is busy these days, he will make up for him."
When Xing Wuyun heard it, he was unhappy, "Then why didn't the emperor think about compensating the minister?"
"I'll make it up to you later." Feng Aotian raised his hand to squeeze his chin, leaned forward, and took a light bite on his lips.
Xing Wuyun pushed her away, then turned around and walked outside the palace, "I still don't worry that he is alone in the Floating Dream Palace, so I won't disturb the emperor tonight."
Feng Aotian knew his temperament, so he would either be alone with her or leave.
She didn't stop her either, watching him step out of the emperor's bedroom slowly, she turned around in a funny way and entered the inner hall.
Lan Jingshu was taking a bath, and there were light footsteps in his ears. The mist of water sprayed on his handsome face, dyed with a touch of seductive pink. on the water.
Feng Aotian leaned on the screen with a sinister look on his side, staring at him wickedly.
Lan Jingshu hurriedly lowered his head, apparently at a loss, although she was not looking at her like this once or twice, she was still a little shy.
Feng Aotian took a step forward, put his hands on both sides of the tub, and approached him slightly, "It's not that I didn't let you see it."
Lan Jingshu bumped into her cold eyes, and his face was even more burning. He put his hands on his chest unnaturally, hesitatingly said, "Your Majesty, this minister..."
Feng Aotian did not allow him to continue, leaned forward again, and kissed his lips, sucking gently.
A flash of panic flashed in Lan Jingshu's eyes. Feeling the familiar smell, he raised his hands from the water and unconsciously wrapped them around her neck.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and took him out of the tub, kissed him, turned and left the screen, then put him on the dragon couch and bullied him up.
At this moment, Lan Jingshu's body was stained with water droplets, blue silk was sticking to his body, and his body was even hotter. He closed his eyes slightly, looking at the handsome face in front of him through the weak light, and whispered softly, "Your Majesty. …”
Feng Aotian wrapped his smooth body in his wide robe, raised his body slightly with both hands, pulled out the sticky blue silk, dried it with internal force, lowered his head, and kissed his eyebrows lightly.
Lan Jingshu felt that his whole body was hot now. Compared with any previous intimacy, his mood was surging.
Feng Aotian lightly kissed his lips and said with a small smile, "The taste is still the same."
Lan Jingshu fluttered his eyelashes shyly, and asked in a low voice, "What does it smell like?"
"I can't put it down." Feng Aotian said, pecked a few times, then sat up and put the quilt over his body, "Wait for your lord."
"En." Lan Jingshu panted low, wrapped tightly in the quilt, but his eyes kept following her figure.
After taking a bath, Feng Aotian slowly walked to the dragon couch in his normal clothes, and saw that Lan Jingshu had closed his eyes and fell asleep. She must have been exhausted these days. She caressed his eyebrows and eyes gently, Lying on one side, he took him into his arms and slept with him.
The next morning, when Feng Aotian woke up, he saw that Lan Jingshu was still the same as usual, staring at her with open eyes, she smiled and pinched his nose, "When did you wake up?"
"Just now." Lan Jingshu said warmly, and suddenly got into her arms, wrapping his arms around her waist, "The emperor is leaving today?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian heard the nostalgia in his words, she lifted the blue silk on his chest, and said softly, "Obviously wait for the Lord to come back."
"I understand." Lan Jingshu looked up at her, stepped forward slightly, and kissed her lips.
Feng Aotian laughed softly, "Master Jing Shu has learned to take the initiative now."
Lan Jingshu looked slightly drunk, then sat up and got off the dragon couch.
Feng Aotian turned his body to watch him wash and dress himself, and looked at her sideways, "Your Majesty, I will serve you."
She sat up slowly, raised her arms, "Huh?"
Lan Jingshu stepped forward slowly, raised his hand and held her hand, she moved her wrist, and he fell into her arms, she lifted his chin, "Stolenly kissed Master, and then left like this? "
Lan Jingshu raised her eyes to meet her smiling eyes, "Then the emperor wants to beg back?"
"That's natural." Feng Aotian lowered his head and put his lips again.
"It seems that the emperor is very angry these days." Xing Wuyun's gloomy voice sounded, leaning on one side and the corner of his mouth slightly raised, those peach blossom eyes were very charming, just looking at her like this.
However, Feng Aotian took Lan Jingshu's hand and got off the dragon couch. Lan Jingshu had already blushed and lowered his head. After serving her, washing and dressing properly, he stepped out of the inner hall.
Xing Wuyun stood on one side and looked at her, "Your Majesty looks so good today."
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "Beauty is on the side, naturally refreshed."
As he spoke, he did not forget to take Lan Jingshu into his arms, bowed his head and stole another incense.
The corner of Xing Wuyun's mouth raised a beautiful arc, "When will the emperor leave?"
"I'm done with breakfast." Feng Aotian said, looking up at Xing Wuyun, "How is Zimo?"
"I haven't slept all night." Xing Wuyun restrained his cynical appearance and sighed faintly, "I left the palace early in the morning and went to the restaurant."
"He deliberately avoided the Lord." Feng Aotian's eyes turned cold as he looked at him and said.
"Well." Xing Wuyun looked at her and said, "I'll go look at him later."
"Winter will begin next month." Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at the late autumn sky, "This winter, I'm afraid there are many things to do and some things to put on hold."
"Your Majesty, go ahead, there are still ministers and Jing Shu in this capital." Xing Wuyun knew what Feng Aotian was worried about, and stepped forward to hold her hand and smiled at her.
Feng Aotian clenched his hand and said in a low voice, "Yes, it's fortunate to have you."
After simply having breakfast, Lan Jingshu went to the courthouse, while Xing Wuyun went to the restaurant.
Feng Aotian went to the side courtyard, just in time for Wufeng to leave to go to the Wind Clan, she looked at him standing in the courtyard, still as light as the clouds and wind, she curled her lips and smiled, "Master and You go together."
"Okay." Wufeng replied with a smile, and the two flew away from the palace.
When the two walked to the Feng Clan, they went straight to the Yaolu, Wufeng stepped forward, checked Mu Hanjin's condition first, then got up and looked at her, "It should last a while, don't worry, I'm here, He'll be fine."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded slightly, took a step forward and raised his hand, the dark air in his palm faded, but there were two small dots left, she looked at him, "You also have to take care of yourself. indivual."
"Well." Wufeng replied with a smile, holding her hand instead, "Be careful on the road."
Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile, "Okay."
Wufeng let go of her hand and smiled lightly, "Go."
Feng Aotian just nodded lightly, turned and left the Wind Clan.
Wufeng leaned against the door on one side, looked at her leaving figure, turned to look at Mu Hanjin, "If you can endure it, it will be the day she will come back."
Xing Wuyun stood with his hands behind his back, standing outside the bead curtain, looking at Wei Zimo who was sitting inside, but now he was busy in a dull manner, he suddenly turned around, pressed his chin with a sound, and then said, "You look like you are going to give up. already?"
Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at him, "Do you want me to wait until the day when my whole body festers, lie on the bed, and let her watch?"
Xing Wuyun's eyes dimmed, "If you are like this, isn't it just in the heart of Gongyi?"
"But I can't get past this." Wei Zimo sighed weakly, "I don't want to die, and I don't want her to see my ugly appearance. It's more painful than letting me die."
"Then have you ever thought that after you and her... get together, you will be able to detoxify and return to your previous appearance." Xing Wuyun persuaded patiently.
"However, I never want her to see my rotting appearance." Wei Zimo squeezed the fine red pen with force with his fingertips.
Xing Wuyun leaned on the side weakly, "Aren't you afraid that she will be sad?"
Wei Zimo raised his head, the corners of his eyes were wet, and after holding back for too long, he was strongly depressed, and now he could no longer control it, shed two lines of clear tears, wet the veil, and slid down his cheeks to his slender neck , but cut him like two knives.
He whispered, "I don't want to lose her, let alone leave her, that's why I tolerate my ugly appearance now."
Xing Wuyun leaned to one side and looked sideways at Wei Zimo in the bead curtain. The pain he had suppressed was finally released. He clenched his fists and wished he would go to Yuluo Kingdom at this moment and beat the prince hard. Yi old man.
He sighed softly, "There is hope when you live, and when you die, there is nothing left."
Wei Zimo restrained his thoughts, and he sneered, "I want to live too, no more desire than now."
It was ten days after such a day passed. Feng Aotian rushed to Caiguo not far away. This was the first time she came to Caiguo. Seeing the extravagant scene in front of her, she really responded to the poem, "Zhumen. The wine and meat stink, and the road is starved to death."
Her first step naturally went to Furong Pavilion. Cuiwu learned the news of her coming early in the morning. Now that she saw her, she hurriedly greeted her with a smile.
Feng Aotian looked at the slightly lively Cuiwu in front of him, and said with a small smile, "It's still this irritable temperament now."
Cuiwu pursed his lips and smiled, "Master is laughing at slaves again."
Standing on the rooftop, Feng Aotian looked at the restaurant opposite, and remembered Wei Zimo, her phoenix eyes dimmed, and then said, "What special things are happening in Caiguo now?"
"The others are nothing special, but tomorrow is the day of the emperor's draft." Cuiwu replied in a low voice.
"Draft?" Feng Aotian's mouth twitched, "It's interesting."
Cuiwu raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian with a charming smile, "Does the master want to take a bath, or go directly to the palace?"
"No hurry." Feng Aotian turned around slowly as he said that, "Prepare a bath soup for the lord, and the lord needs to take a break first."
"Yes." Cuiwu replied in a low voice, and then went to prepare.
After Feng Aotian washed and bathed, she simply ate a meal and rested for a while in the Furong Pavilion. She didn't dare to go to the palace until the dead of night.
Compared with the palace of Fengqi Kingdom, the palace of Cai Kingdom was naturally much more majestic, with gilt and blue tiles, and the palace stood tall. She easily avoided the secret guards in the palace and landed in the Qinghe Palace.
Gu Yefeng was lying on the dragon couch and was about to go to bed when he felt a cold wind blowing. He looked up vigilantly and saw a dark figure standing beside the dragon couch.
He seemed to sense the familiar aura, suddenly sat up from the dragon couch, raised his eyes and looked at her, "Your Majesty..."
Feng Aotian leaned over slightly, blinked his eyes, and smiled lightly, "Looks thinner."
Gu Yefeng opened his arms, hugged her, and took a deep breath, "I miss you so much."
Feng Aotian took advantage of the situation to sit on the dragon couch and hugged him, feeling his eager heartbeat, "How's the arm injury?"
"It's okay." Gu Yefeng raised his eyes, met those cold eyes, and whispered, "When did the emperor arrive?"
"It will be noon." Feng Aotian replied with a slight smile, and took advantage of the situation to get on the dragon couch, pressing him under him, and caressing his eyebrows in the moonlight, "It does look a bit like an emperor."
Gu Yefeng hugged her tightly, "I would rather be the person by your side."
Feng Aotian pressed his forehead, "When did you become so talkative?"
"Does the emperor want to be a minister these days?" Gu Yefeng approached slightly, sucking in the unique fragrance of her body, and actively pressed his lips to her lips.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and couldn't help asking, "I'm taking the initiative more and more."
Gu Yefeng snorted coldly, "I always take the initiative."
Feng Aotian snorted, "What happened to the draft?"
Gu Yefeng laughed softly, "Didn't the emperor say let the minister secretly win over the right minister? Isn't this draft the best chance?"
"That's what I said, I didn't mean to let you and others..." Feng Aotian gritted his teeth, full of warning.
Gu Yefeng rubbed against her neck, "What can I do with this body?"
Feng Aotian said coldly, "If you can do something, are you planning to do it?"
"If I can do anything, the first thing I do is to knock down the emperor." Gu Yefeng raised his head slightly and looked at her with a smile, those clear eyes brightened even more in the moonlight.
Feng Aotian bit his lip, "It's almost the same."
She painted his eyebrows and whispered, "Master will make you stand up again."
Gu Yefeng's mind moved and looked at her, "Have the emperor found a way?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then looked at him, "Tomorrow after your draft, the day after tomorrow, Master will give you a solution to this poison, as long as you exercise diligently and be patient, you will be able to stand within three months. stand up."
"Okay." Gu Yefeng replied excitedly, being able to stand up again and walk like an ordinary person was something he had always dreamed of in his life.
Feng Aotian hugged Gu Yefeng and lay on the dragon couch quietly and fell asleep slowly.
This night was the most solid night of sleep after Gu Yefeng came to Caiguo. When he woke up the next day, Feng Aotian had long since disappeared. Maybe there was a brocade next to him. He really thought he had a beautiful dream. .
There was a slight smile on his mouth. Under the service of the eunuch, he put on his dragon robe and went to Changping Palace after going up to the morning court. Family background, and Gu Yefeng read them one by one, and then left the ones he liked. These are women who were predetermined in advance, and then they were given titles.
When Gu Yefeng returned to the Qinghe Palace, he saw that Xiner was already waiting outside the palace.
He raised his eyes to look at Xiner, and he was very gentle. When the two entered the bedroom, Xiner lowered her head and said, "The emperor saw the master last night?"
"Yeah." Gu Yefeng hadn't been so happy for a long time, and there was an uncontrollable smile on the corner of his mouth.
Xiner smiled and said, "Master, let the slaves look at you, in case you are wiped by other women."
Gu Yefeng was slightly startled, but his heart was overflowing with sweetness, but he thought of the daughter of the right minister, "Tonight, naturally, I want to flip the brand. The prime minister's dissatisfaction, and the left prime minister's suspicion, but if he goes..."
"This emperor can rest assured." Xiner said with a light smile, "you can sprinkle this quietly on her silk handkerchief when the time comes, and it will be safe."
"What is this?" Gu Yefeng asked in a low voice, looking at the porcelain bottle in his hand.
"This medicinal powder can make people temporarily distracted, thinking that she and her sweetheart have experienced the love of fish and water..." Xiner said in a low voice, her eyes were sly.
When Gu Yefeng heard this, his sword brows knitted together, "I knew earlier that she actually belongs to someone else, in case she is exposed..."
Xiner said quickly, "The emperor doesn't have to worry, this matter is left to the servants."
"Yeah." Gu Yefeng nodded.
That night, Gu Yefeng flipped over the brand of Concubine Wan, and when she went to change her clothes, she sprinkled powdered medicine on her brocade handkerchief. on the side.
Xiner was wearing a dragon robe and lay on the bed, but Concubine Wan regarded her as her sweetheart, and kept calling out that person's name, and even more so to her.
Gu Yefeng hid to one side and listened to the sound from the bed, he remembered Feng Aotian, couldn't help but became confused, his face was crimson, he quickly stabilized his mind, and simply covered his ears.
The next day before dawn, Xiner dragged her tired body out of the bed, her clothes were disheveled, and she was obviously tormented. She turned around and glanced at the woman sleeping sweetly on the bed, and then cut off her own wrist. Jinpa dripped blood, took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead, adjusted his clothes, and looked at Gu Yefeng, "The emperor should leave earlier."
"Yeah." Gu Yefeng nodded. After Xiner flew away, he cleared his throat, tugged at his shirt, pushed his wheelchair and stepped out of the inner hall. When he saw the eunuch waiting at the door, "Come on."
The eunuch responded quickly, walked in, bowed his head and served Gu Yefeng to wash and dress, while he left the palace in good time and went to the morning court.
The news that Concubine Wan was favored spread throughout the harem in an instant. Xiner entered her own bedroom and saw Feng Aotian sipping tea comfortably.
Xiner was crying and standing in front of Feng Aotian, "Master, next time you have this kind of thing, you'd better ask another Gao Ming."
Feng Aotian saw her lift her wrist, there were scratches on her wrist, and there were still bite marks on her neck, she couldn't help thinking, and smiled, "This Concubine Wan is very interesting."
Xiner pouted, "Yeah, the servant was almost tossed to death by her, the key is that this powder is too powerful, she kept calling out her lover's name, but she was doing her best to the servant..." Thinking of this, Xiner Even more grievances, her innocent body was occupied by a woman, it was really a loss.
Feng Aotian smiled happily, "What's the name of that lover?"
"He's a disciple of the Right Prime Minister, but he's also a young and promising young talent." Xiner said with a smile.
"Where do you work now?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.
"My name is Su Sheng, and now he is the Inspector and Censor." Xiner replied in a low voice.
"It will be your birthday in a few days. Let Ye Feng hold a palace banquet. Do you know what to do?" Feng Aotian continued.
"Slave understands." Xiner replied quickly with a smile, but thinking about the crime she suffered, she had to get it back.
Feng Aotian got up leisurely, "You take a good rest, Lord go to see the beauty of Lord."
Xiner was slightly blessed, "Yes."
Feng Aotian laughed even more happily, then flew away.
Xiner sighed helplessly, and then entered the screen.
Gu Yefeng returned to the Qinghe Palace after going up to Zaochao. Now, he has handed over the approval of the red to the prime ministers left and right.
As soon as he entered the palace, he saw that Feng Aotian was already waiting for him.
There was a smile on the corner of his mouth. He had never left her side before. Although he was thinking of her, he was reluctant to say it. But now, he is so far away from her. I finally understand, I want to say it if I miss her.
He pushed the wheelchair to her side and held her hand, "I thought the night before was a dream."
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, looked at Gu Yefeng in front of him, smiled and said, "Now it's getting more and more painful."
Gu Yefeng spread out her palm and rubbed it carefully, "How long will the emperor stay here?"
"Stay a few more days, wait for the master to relieve you of the poison, and accompany you for a few more days before leaving." Feng Aotian picked him up from the wheelchair, then walked to the dragon couch, lowered the curtain, raised his hand, He tore his dragon robe with his hands.
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at her, his face slightly red, "Your Majesty, you are too anxious."
Feng Aotian just focused on unbuttoning his clothes and whispered, "The time is good now, how can you not be in a hurry?"
"Blue sky and daylight, it's too dissolute." Gu Yefeng lowered his head and said shyly.
Feng Aotian paused for a moment, raised his eyes to look at him, knew that he wanted to be crooked, but didn't break it, then slowly approached him, spraying a thin breath, "It's not too late for this matter."
Gu Yefeng buried his head lower and whispered, "That's too early."
Feng Aotian had already taken off his shirt, "It's not early at all."
As she spoke, she had already taken out the prepared silver needle, then sat cross-legged, with a move of her palm, she sucked up the three teacups beside her, placed it beside her, raised her eyes to look at him, "Wait. If the meeting hurts, you have to endure it and don’t let outsiders hear it.”
"Well." Gu Yefeng didn't pay attention to Feng Aotian's actions, thinking he was telling him...
Feng Aotian then picked up two silver needles and plunged them into the acupuncture points on his shoulders. Gu Yefeng felt a burst of pain, and only then raised his eyes and saw Feng Aotian's movements, even blushing, and said in a low voice, " Your Majesty, you are…”
"It's really cute." Feng Aotian couldn't help but chuckled, leaning forward and biting his lips lightly, "Now hold your breath and don't have any distracting thoughts."
"Yeah." Gu Yefeng was startled for a moment, and then he saw Feng Aotian's cold face in an instant. He also restrained his other thoughts and sat cross-legged without any distractions.
Feng Aotian then followed the method of detoxification written by Gongyi Gu and put a silver needle on his body, and saw that his forehead was covered with beads of perspiration, his thin lips were tightly pursed, his face was pale, and he The whole body exudes red, including his eyes turning red, he gritted his teeth, not allowing himself to scream.
Feng Aotian lowered her head and saw that all the poisonous blood poured into his hands. She quickly took out the silver needle and quickly pierced her ten fingers, connecting them to her heart. She even released all the poisonous blood from the past ten years. , his lips have been bitten, but he still stubbornly does not let himself cry out.
Feng Aotian hurriedly put the teacup on both sides, black blood poured out of his fingers immediately, and slowly dripped into the teacup, Feng Aotian then raised his hand, took a few more teacups, and placed them on both sides of him. Seeing Gu Yefeng holding back, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Feng Aotian couldn't bear it, but he still didn't have a single point. This was just the beginning. At the same time as the poisonous blood was released, Feng Aotian's palms were already on his legs, and the bone-eroding pain spread all over his body. Gu Yefeng let out a few muffled groans. .
Feng Aotian used his internal strength to open up the meridians of his legs, then raised his eyes, he saw that Gu Yefeng's face had turned purple, and her voice lowered, "Be patient."
Gu Yefeng used all his strength and nodded.
Feng Aotian knew that it was painful, but now she could only endure it. She closed her eyes and used her inner strength for him.
Time passed slowly until the sky was getting dark. When Feng Aotian opened his eyes, he saw that the black blood in the teacup had overflowed and dripped on both sides, while Gu Yefeng's lips had been bitten, and there was nothing on his face. color.
After all the black blood was drained, Gu Yefeng had completely collapsed. Feng Aotian then put away his inner strength, and the meridians were unblocked. She then pulled out all the silver needles. Gu Yefeng had already fainted. Feng Aotian raised his hand, and He took it into his arms, took out the silk handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead, carried him and flew away from the Qinghe Palace.
Seeing that Qinghe Palace was not moving, Xiner seemed to be expecting something, so she waited here.
When Feng Aotian entered the palace with Gu Yefeng in his arms, Xiner hurried forward to meet him. Seeing that he had passed out and his face was extremely bad, he looked at Feng Aotian again, "Master, what is he?"
"Go and prepare the bath soup." Feng Aotian said solemnly.
"Yes." Xiner replied in a low voice, and ordered someone to prepare.
After the bath soup was ready, Feng Aotian carried Gu Yefeng into the screen and put him in the tub to soothe his muscles and bones.
She raised her eyes to look at Xin'er, and then said, "In the future, let him come to your place every day, you decocted the medicine according to this recipe and let him take it, and then let him go for half an hour."
"Master, can he stand up?" Xiner looked up at Feng Aotian, surprised.
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded.
Xiner looked at Feng Aotian with admiration on her face, "It's still a mighty master."
Feng Aotian was very pleased with Xiner's flattery, and nodded with a smile, "That's natural."
When Gu Yefeng woke up, Feng Aotian had already carried him back to the Qinghe Palace. The palace was full of left and right eyeliners. She could only take him to Xiner's bedroom to take a bath.