If Uncle Guo dies, she will exist for a long time, and at that time, as Feiying Yunzhi's stepmother, she will get more. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Now it seems that there is only one superfluous person in this, and that is the eldest lady. And this seems to coincide with the purpose of Princess Celestia.

Cai Danzhi, who had been lying on the bed, as quiet as a corpse, suddenly moved his eyelashes, and suddenly opened his eyes in the middle of the night.

For such a long time, lying on the bed, not using a single point of strength, sleeping and sleeping again day and night, the body should be relaxed, but the truth is another matter, Cai Danzhi not only did not feel relaxed at all, but felt that the whole body was tired and had no strength.

Not only did he not lift his hand, but he felt that there was a force pulling him into another world.

Before, when he was in a daze and half asleep, he heard some people in this room doing to him, as if they had boiled for him, condensed and condensed 9,900 years old precious ginseng soup, to hang his spiritual head.

He mustered all the strength in his heart, thinking that since the emperor sent the master of Ouchi to assassinate him, the prince really guessed that there were more important secrets in him that had not been revealed.

Then, with the little strength he had left, he sneered in his heart, perhaps there was no one in this world who could keep a secret better than him, because until now, he didn't know where the secret he should have had, that is, where the edict given to him by the Grand Master was hidden.

This is the fairy in this world, the biggest joke with him, when the Taishi told him all this, just a jailer saw them whispering, and then walked to them as if he knew something, the Taishi in order to convince them, he and himself have turned against each other, hit him on the head with the dragon head cane in his hand, and when he woke up again, he was suddenly surprised to find that he only remembered the first half of what the Taishi said, and arrived at the secret collection place of the edict, to this day, no matter what, I can't think of it。

Now when I think of these again, I really sigh in my heart, creation makes people, so good, can be used to ensure that he has a secret that he has a life, others think he has it, but he really can't remember it anymore.

Perhaps, he should have pretended to be asleep all the time, so that he would never have to face the matter of whether he knew the secret or not.

But what is even more stubborn than this idea is that he has been trying to keep his eyes open, although he can't make a sound, he wants to use his slowly blinking eyelashes to tell all the prince's ears and eyes here that he has woken up.

But the reality was still playing a joke on him, and even though there were so many people he served here, he had been asleep for too long and still hadn't managed to attract any attention in a very short time. After all, they all had preconceived notions that he might never wake up again.

He wondered if he should go back to sleep, but he didn't want to do that at all, but he tried harder to widen his eyes, and then he saw some dust flying in the air, slowly falling between his eyelashes, and he showed his best skills at this moment, and caught them with his eyelashes the moment they were about to fall into the eyes.

If it weren't for the sound of gentle breathing in his ears, he might have fallen asleep again in the eyes closed this time. Probably never wake up again. But God's joke seems to continue.

A voice rang heavily in his ears, maybe he didn't speak loudly, but the injuries on his body were too severe, and those voices, like small blades, fell between his scars and crevices as they drifted all the way to this time and space, and once again severed some flesh and blood ties. He wanted to grin in pain, but he couldn't do it.

He stared at the man who claimed to be the crown prince with wide eyes, and a happy smile spread across his face, and even the spread of that smile seemed to have the power to touch his wounds, which could lead his wounds, those dense pains.

The prince was saying something, and it was in his ears, and the sound of that voice caused him to rise up in waves of pain, but the true meaning of those words seemed to be blocked by some strange force beyond the scope of his comprehension.

Although he can't see what he looks like, it can be imagined that now, there should be only two emotions that can be presented in his eyes, one is pain and the other is confusion.

Moreover, he did see these responses in the eyes of the prince.

The prince's joy was gradually overshadowed by his anxiety, and he must have repeated what he was about to say several times, and then he repeated it several times to see that he did not understand. At last the prince finally stood up, walked a few steps, and asked like a white-bearded old man.

Cai Danzhi felt that he could almost guess what the imperial doctor would say, his injury should have worsened, those ginseng didn't seem to play its due role, the reason why he was so sure was because on the day when the master of Ouchi came to assassinate him, when he lifted his eyelids and looked at this room, he felt more powerful than today.

And in the intermittent days that followed, he seemed to be a little more energetic than he was today when he heard some of their conversations. The most important thing was that he could not only hear the voices from the outside, but also understand them from the sound. But now he doesn't understand.

He thought, in him, history has strangely repeated itself, he has heard secrets, he has lost secrets, he has eaten ginseng, he has lost the power of understanding. Maybe his life is destitute, and he is destined to lose all his life, as for getting, even if it looks like he got it, in the end, he will only lose more.

At this moment, the prince walked back to his bedside and looked at him condescendingly, Cai Danzhi felt that the shadow of the prince fell on him, and he couldn't breathe.

"Cai Danzhi, you've been asleep for so long, is your soul still swimming outside this body?"

He could still hear the prince's voice, but he couldn't understand what he meant from the sound? Fortunately, Cai Danzhi found that he could read the prince's lips. In other words, did the white-bearded imperial physician just now compare all this in him to the lack of a soul?

He condensed all the strength of his whole body into his eyes, and looked at the prince as if he were an answer.

As soon as he looked at those eyes, he had already noticed that there was a puzzled look on the prince's face, he moved his lips, and said with a very excited expression, "Are you sober? You just can't speak, but you understand what I mean? That is to say, with a little more strength, I will definitely cure you." If you are well, in return, tell me all the secrets you know. Cai Danzhi could still hear his voice, but to figure out what he was talking about, he could only rely on the shape of his lips.

Although Cai Danzhi couldn't laugh, he still smiled in his heart. But the prince seemed to see that even this smile existed. At this moment, he seemed to be in touch with Cai Danzhi.