231 The master is mighty
"What nonsense." Xing Wuyun glanced at him angrily, and then said, "I don't believe it, I really can't help him." β
Wei Zimo laughed lightly, then raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "Isn't all this predestined in the morning." β
"There should be a way without wind." Xing Wuyun said lightly, looking out along Wei Zimo's figure, looking thoughtful.
When Feng Aotian landed in the Wind Clan, she went straight to the medicine house, and saw Mu Hanjin sitting cross-legged, her complexion was extremely poor, and her breath was weak, she sat opposite him distressedly, and raised her hand slightly to caress her already thin face, but she still couldn't help but withdraw her hand, "Do you miss your master?" β
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 distract him, but he sat quietly beside him and accompanied him.
Time passed slowly, until late at night, Feng Aotian reluctantly left, and when she returned to the emperor's bedroom, she saw that Wufeng was already waiting for her.
Lan Jingshu also sat aside, raised his eyes and saw her coming back, so he got up and greeted her.
Feng Aotian held his hand and said in a low voice, "Are you done?" β
"Hmm." Lan Jingshu nodded slightly, leaned into her arms, and the two slowly stepped forward and sat on the soft couch on one side.
"It looks like it's getting results." Feng Aotian looked at Wufeng, saw that his expression was indifferent, and said in a deep voice.
Xing Wuyun and Wei Zimo also rushed over at this time, and then sat on the side, and the hall was very silent.
Wufeng raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, "It's a bone-eroding ecstasy powder." β
"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 ripple.
Wufeng continued, "This poison is colorless and odorless, and if you sprinkle it in a specific place, if you touch it often, it will penetrate into the skin, and at first it will only be covered with red rashes on the body, and after a month, those red rashes will spread all over the body, until at the end of the day, the whole body will ulcerate and die. β
"It's so vicious." Xing Wuyun couldn't help but let out a low roar.
Wei Zimo raised his eyes to look at Feng Aotian, but he didn't have half a bit of panic and stunned, since he knew that he had been poisoned, he had not reacted at all.
Feng Aotian knew the pain in his heart, and she looked at Wufeng, "Is there a solution?" β
"Yes." Wufeng said lightly.
Feng Aotian's eyes lit up slightly, and then asked, "How to solve it?" β
"According to his birthday, choose a good day and an auspicious day to break his 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 glance at Wei Zimo, and then said, "It's that simple? β
"It's not easy." Wufeng continued, "I calculated according to his birthday, the best day to break his body is the eighth day of the next month, that day is the first day of winter, his body is already cold, if he breaks on that day, he will definitely not be able to bear it, not to mention, by that time, his whole body has festered ......"
"That's what Gong Yisu wants to see, isn't it?" Xing Wuyun heard Wufeng's words, "He just wants to see, even if his skin is already ulcerating, will the emperor still want him, looking at the ...... all over his body Will it detoxify him? β
Wei Zimo got up unhurriedly and left the dormitory without saying a word.
"According to his extremely clean temperament, he does not allow a little flaw on his body at all, but now he has to endure the rash on his body, and he has to bear the appearance of watching himself become ugly, his arrogant temperament, I am afraid that I can't bear it, and he is even more unlikely to let you see his shocking appearance." Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo's figure slowly leaving, stunned.
Feng Aotian didn't know, but he had to hold on, how could she dislike it?
She got up slowly, stepped out of the emperor's bedroom step by step, and walked beside him unconsciously, the two of them didn't say anything, just walked forward.
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?" β
Xing Wuyun remembered what he had said this afternoon, and knew that he had already made a decision, even if he didn't want to die, he didn't want his beloved to see his ugly appearance, "He's too stubborn." β
Wufeng knew why Xing Wuyun said this, such a thing happened unexpectedly to them, but it was something that Gong Yixuan expected, Wei Zimo was even more painful than them.
Lan Jingshu stepped forward and also stood there, "In fact, the most painful and sad person is the emperor." β
Xing Wuyun nodded slightly, "Yes, what we have experienced, she is also empathetic. β
Feng Aotian knew Wei Zimo's pride, and she also knew that he would definitely not wait for that day, but how could she be willing to let him leave her side? After going through so many hardships, she didn't want anything to happen to them again.
She approached him and held his hand tightly, but it was cold and piercing, she pinched his fingertips and whispered, "You forgot what you said to your grandfather that night?" β
"Nope." Wei Zimo said in a low voice.
"Wait for the master to come back, and stay by your side every step of the way." Feng Aotian looked at him sideways and said in a low voice.
"No, you don't." Wei Zimo stopped and looked at her in front of him against the wind, he raised his hand slightly, caressed her face, and said in a very light tone, "If you stay by my side, I won't be able to think about it." β
Feng Aotian clenched his hand, stepped forward to hug him, and said in a low voice, "That master doesn't guard you, but you have to promise that no matter how painful the master is, you will support the master." β
"Okay." Wei Zimo replied softly, "Aren't you still going to Caiguo?" These days, you are so busy, go back early and rest. β
"Ye will accompany you tonight." Feng Ao was naturally afraid that he would be cranky.
"I want to be alone." Wei Zimo let go of her hand, with a light smile on the corner of her mouth, "Don't worry, I'll be fine." β
Feng Aotian raised his eyes to look at him, his fingertips brushed the cinnabar between his eyebrows, it turned out to be such a peerless elegance, she couldn't imagine how much courage he had to bear to let him face the festering appearance of his body every day.
Wei Zimo took a step back and said in a low voice, "Go ahead." β
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the Floating Dream Palace, while Feng Aotian stood in place, watching the bright red figure slowly disappear into the night until her eyes blurred.
Wei Zimo didn't know how he returned to the dormitory, when he entered the main hall, he slowly walked into the inner hall, sat in front of the bronze mirror, looked at his face under the veil, his fingertips trembled, but he laughed loudly, his cold eyes shot a touch of coldness, and he raised his hand to shatter the copper mirror in front of him, and blood dripped from his fingertips, but he didn't feel a trace of pain.
Feng Aotian stood in the dark and watched the scene in front of her, but she didn't dare to step forward to stop it, if she let her see him like this, she was afraid that he would collapse.
Her eyes were cold, Gong Yisuo, do you think this will make me give up on them?
She suddenly turned around and explained to the soul in the shadows, "If you pass the order, there can't be any bronze mirrors within a mile radius of where he is, even if it's a pond or a lake, it must be filled in for you." β
"Yes." The soul replied in a deep voice.
Feng Aotian's footsteps were windy, and he returned to the emperor's dormitory with a thick 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 have been guarding him every step of the way, not allowing him to make any mistakes, and putting away everything that can take care of his appearance." β
"Okay." Xing Wuyun knew Feng Aotian's suppressed anger, he stepped forward and took her into his arms, caressing her back, and comforting her, "Don't worry, I will take care of him." β
Feng Aotian understood Xing Wuyun's friendship with Wei Zimo, they were both people with the same illness, and she was relieved to have him by Wei Zimo's side.
Wufeng stood on the side, seeing Feng Aotian's pity for them, he was very envious in his heart, which is why he looked at her differently, sometimes, it doesn't take any reason to like someone, but sometimes, it takes a good reason to fall in love with someone.
Feng Aotian looked at Wufeng and left Xing Wuyun's embrace, "Han Jin's ......"
"I understand." Wufeng nodded slightly and replied indifferently.
Feng Aotian also nodded to him gently, "You're also tired for a day, go back and rest early." β
"Okay." Wufeng nodded in response, then turned around and left the Emperor's Bedroom.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu, "Go take a bath." β
Lan Jingshu paused slightly, nodded slightly, and turned into the inner hall.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun, "Are you going to stay with your master, or do you want to go back?" β
Xing Wuyun leaned against Feng Aotian's neck and said in a low voice, "The minister won't disturb the emperor's good deeds." β
Feng Aotian listened to his words, raised his hand and pinched his waist, and said with a smile, "I will wait for the master to take a bath later." β
Xing Wuyun looked sideways at Lan Jingshu, who was entering the screen in the inner hall, and said in a low voice, "When does the emperor plan to tell him?" β
Feng Aotian smiled lightly, "Anyway, he has seen the appearance of the master wearing women's clothes, and when the master is busy these days, he will compensate him well." β
When Xing Wuyun heard this, he was not happy, "Then why didn't the emperor think about compensating his ministers?" β
"I'll make it up to you later." Feng Aotian raised his hand and pinched his jaw, stepped forward, and bit his lip lightly.
Xing Wuyun pushed her away, then turned around and walked outside the hall, "The minister is still not worried that he is alone in the Floating Dream Palace, so he will not disturb the emperor tonight." β
Feng Aotian knew his temperament, and he would either be alone with her or leave.
She didn't stop her, watching him step out of the emperor's bedroom with gentle steps, she turned around and entered the inner hall with a smile.
Lan Jingshu was bathing, there was a light footstep in his ears, the mist sprayed on his handsome face, dyed with a touch of seductive pink, he gently scooped the water, the water droplets slid across his neck, dripping on the surface of the water.
Feng Aotian leaned sideways, leaning against the screen with an evil face, staring at him evilly.
Lan Jingshu hurriedly lowered her head, obviously at a loss, although it was not once or twice that she was looked at like this, she was still a little shy.
Feng Aotian took a step forward, propped his hands on both sides of the bath tub, and approached him slightly, "It's not that I haven't let Ye take a look." β
Lan Jingshu bumped into her cold eyes, his face burned even hotter, he put his hands on his chest unnaturally, and said, "Your Majesty, the minister......"
Feng Aotian didn't allow him to continue, leaned forward again, kissed him on the lips, and sucked gently.
Lan Jingshu's eyes flashed with panic, feeling the familiar smell, and his hands were raised from the water, unconsciously wrapping around her neck.
Feng Aotian raised his hand and hugged him out of the bathtub, kissed him, turned around and left the screen, and then put him on the dragon couch and bullied him.
At this moment, Lan Jingshu's body was stained with water droplets, the green silk was sticking to his body, and his body was even hotter, he closed his eyes slightly, looked at the handsome face in front of him through the faint light, and whispered softly, "Your Majesty, ......"
Feng Aotian wrapped his smooth body in his own wide robe, lifted his body slightly with both hands, pulled out the sticky green silk, dried it with internal force, lowered his head, and kissed his eyebrows lightly.
Lan Jingshu felt that his whole body was hot now, which made him feel more intense than any previous intimacy, his hands rested uneasily on her waist, and muttered, "Your Majesty......"
Feng Aotian kissed his lips lightly and said with a light smile, "The taste is still the same." β
Lan Jingshu twitched his eyelashes in shame and asked in a low voice, "What does it smell like?" β
"I can't put it down." Feng Aotian said, pecked a few more times, then sat up and covered the brocade quilt on his body, "Wait for the master obediently." β
"Hmm." Lan Jingshu gasped lowly, wrapped tightly in the brocade quilt, but her eyes followed her figure all the time.
After Feng Aotian bathed, she slowly walked to the dragon couch in her regular clothes, and saw that Lan Jingshu had fallen asleep with her eyes closed, presumably she was tired enough these days, she caressed his eyebrows and eyes with pity, lay down on one side gently, took him into her arms, and hugged him to sleep together.
The next morning, when Feng Aotian woke up, he saw Lan Jingshu still looking at her with her eyes open as usual, she smiled lightly and pinched his nose, "When did you wake up?" β
"Fit." Lan Jingshu said softly, and suddenly got into her arms, wrapping his hands around her waist, "The emperor is leaving today?" β
"Hmm." Feng Aotian heard the affection in his words, she hooked the green silk on his chest, and said softly, "Wait for the master to come back." β
"I understand." Lan Jingshu raised his eyes to look at her, stepped forward slightly, and kissed her on the lips.
Feng Aotian chuckled, "Master's Jingshu has now learned to take the initiative. β
Lan Jing was slightly drunk, then sat up and got off the dragon couch.
Feng Aotian leaned sideways and watched him wash and dress himself, and looked at her sideways, "Your Majesty, serve you." β
She sat up slowly, raising her arms, "Huh? β
Lan Jingshu stepped forward slowly, raised his hand to hold her hand, and as soon as her wrist moved, he fell into her arms, she hooked his jaw, "Secretly kissed the master, and left like this?" β
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes to meet her smiling eyes, "Then the emperor wants to get it back?" β
"That's nature." Feng Aotian lowered his head and printed his lips again.
"It seems that the emperor has been very angry these days." Xing Wuyun's gloomy voice sounded, leaning on one side, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and those peach blossom eyes were very charming, just looking at her like this.
Feng Aotian took Lan Jingshu's men and got off the dragon couch, Lan Jingshu had already blushed, lowered his head, and served her to wash and dress properly, and then stepped out of the inner hall.
Xing Wuyun stood on the side and looked at her, "The emperor looks so good today." β
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "The beauty is on the side, and she is naturally refreshed." β
As he spoke, he didn't forget to take Lan Jingshu into his arms, lowered his head and stole another incense.
The corners of Xing Wuyun's mouth raised a good-looking arc, "When will the emperor leave?" β
"Let's have breakfast." Feng Aotian said, raising his eyes to look at Xing Wuyun, "How is Zimo?" β
"Sleepless night." Xing Wuyun restrained his cynical appearance and sighed faintly, "I left the palace early in the morning and went to the restaurant. β
"He deliberately avoided him." Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, and he looked at him and said.
"Hmm." Xing Wuyun looked at her and said, "I'll look at him later." β
"Winter will begin next month." Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the late autumn sky, "This winter, I'm afraid there are many things to do, and there are also many things to be put on hold." β
"The emperor can rest assured that there are still ministers and Jingshu in this capital." Xing Wuyun knew what Feng Aotian was worried about, stepped forward to hold her hand, and looked at her with a smile.
Feng Aotian clenched his hand and said in a low voice, "Yes, fortunately there are you. β
After a simple breakfast, Lan Jingshu went to the Metropolitan Inspection Academy, while Xing Wuyun went to the restaurant.
Feng Aotian went to the side courtyard for a trip, just in time for Wufeng to leave to go to the Wind Clan, she looked at him standing in the courtyard, still so light and light, she hooked her lips and smiled, "Master will go with you." β
"Okay." Wufeng replied with a smile, and the two flew away from the palace.
After the two of them walked to the Feng Clan, they went to the medicine house, Wufeng stepped forward, checked Mu Hanjin's situation first, and then got up and looked at her, "It should be able to last for a while, you can rest assured, with me, he will be fine." β
"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded slightly, stepped forward and raised his hand, the black qi in the palm faded, but there were two small dots left, she looked at him, "You also have to take care of yourself." β
"Hmm." Wufeng replied with a smile, holding her hand back, "Be careful on the road." β
Feng Aotian looked at him with a smile, "Okay." β
Wufeng let go of her hand and smiled indifferently, "Go ahead." β
Feng Aotian just nodded slightly, turned around and left the Wind Clan.
Wufeng leaned against the door on one side, looked at her departing figure, and turned his eyes to look at Mu Hanjin, "If you can hold on, it will be the day she comes back." β
Xing Wuyun stood outside the bead curtain with his hands behind his back, looking at Wei Zimo, who was sitting upright, but now he was busy calmly, he turned around suddenly, put a sound against his chin, and then said, "Are you planning to give up like this?" β
Wei Zimo raised his eyes and looked at him, "Do you want me to wait until the day when my body is ulcerated, lie on the bed, and let her watch?" β
Xing Wuyun's eyes dimmed, "If you are like this, isn't it just in line with Gong Yixuan's heart?" β
"But I can't get past myself." 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." β
"Then have you ever thought about treating you with her...... After the roundhouse, you can detoxify and return to your old appearance. Xing Wuyun patiently persuaded.
"But I never want her to see me rotting." As soon as Wei Zimo's fingertips were forced, he pinched off the good red pen.
Xing Wuyun leaned aside weakly, "Aren't you afraid that she will be sad and sad?" β
Wei Zimo tilted his head, the corners of his eyes were moist, and after enduring it for too long, he was strongly depressed, and now he couldn't control it anymore, shedding two lines of tears, wet the veil, and slid down his cheeks to his slender neck, but it was like two knives cutting his body alive.
He whispered, "I don't want to lose her, and I don't want to leave her, that's why I tolerate the ugliness I have now." β
Xing Wuyun leaned to the side, looking sideways at Wei Zimo in the bead curtain, his suppressed pain was finally released, he clenched his fists, and he couldn't wait to go to the Yuluo Kingdom at this moment and beat Gong Yisu fiercely.
He sighed softly, "There is hope when you are alive, and there is nothing left when you die." β
Wei Zimo retracted his thoughts, and he sneered, "I also want to live, and I don't want to be more eager than now." β
This is the first time she came to Caiguo, looking at the extravagant scene in front of her, she really responded to the poem, "Zhumen wine and meat stink, and there are starving bones on the road." β
She naturally went to the Furong Pavilion in the first step, Cuiwu learned the news that she was coming early in the morning, and now when she saw her, she hurriedly greeted her with a smile, "The slave maid greets the master." β
Feng Aotian looked at the slightly lively Cuiwu in front of him, and said with a light smile, "Now I still have this impatient temperament." β
Cui Wu hooked her lips and smiled, "The master laughs at the slave again." β
Feng Aotian stood on the rooftop, looking at the restaurant opposite, and remembered Wei Zimo, her phoenix eyes dimmed slightly, and then said, "What special things are happening in Caiguo now?" β
"The rest is nothing special, it's just that tomorrow is the day of the emperor's draft." Cui Wu replied in a low voice.
"Draft?" The corners of Feng Aotian's mouth hooked, "It's interesting." β
Cuiwu raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, with an evil smile on the corner of her mouth, "Does the master want to bathe, or go directly to the palace?" β
"There's no hurry." Feng Aotian said and turned around slowly, "Prepare bath soup for the master, and the master wants to rest first." β
"Yes." Cui Wu replied in a low voice, and then went to prepare.
After Feng Aotian washed and bathed, she simply ate her meal, and then rested in the Furong Pavilion for a while, and it was not until the dead of night that she dared to go to the palace.
The palace of Caiguo is naturally much more majestic than the palace of Fengqi Kingdom, gilded and green tiles, the palace is towering, she easily dodged the secret guards in the palace and fell in the Qinghe Palace.
Gu Yefeng was lying on the dragon couch, and when he wanted to go to bed, he felt a gust of cold wind blowing, he raised his eyes vigilantly, and saw a black shadow standing next to the dragon couch.
He seemed to feel the familiar breath, sat up from the dragon couch suddenly, and raised his eyes to look at her, "Your Majesty, ......"
Feng Aotian leaned over slightly, blinked his eyes, hooked his lips and smiled lightly, "It looks a little thinner." β
Gu Yefeng opened his arms, hugged her, and took a deep breath, "I miss you so much." β
Feng Aotian sat on the dragon couch and hugged him, feeling his heartbeat a little eagerly, "How is the injury to your arm?" β
"It doesn't matter." Gu Yefeng raised his eyes, met those cold eyes, and said in a low voice, "When did the emperor arrive?" β
"It's noon." Feng Aotian replied with a light smile, took advantage of the situation to get on the dragon couch, pressed him under him, and caressed his eyebrows and eyes in the moonlight, "It's a bit like an emperor." β
Gu Yefeng hugged her tightly, "Chen would rather be the person next to you." β
Feng Aotian pressed against his forehead, "When did you become so good at talking?" β
"The emperor misses his ministers these days?" Gu Yefeng leaned in slightly, inhaled the unique fragrance on her body, and took the initiative to imprint his lips on her lip flap.
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and couldn't help asking, "It's becoming more and more active." β
Gu Yefeng snorted coldly, "Chen has always taken the initiative. β
Feng Aotian sighed, "What's going on with the draft?" β
Gu Yefeng chuckled, "Didn't the emperor say that the minister would secretly woo the right minister?" Isn't this draft the best opportunity? β
"That being said, I don't want you to ...... with others" Feng Aotian gritted his teeth, full of warning.
Gu Yefeng rubbed her neck, "What can you do with this body?" β
Feng Aotian said coldly, "If you can do anything, are you going to do it?" β
"If you can do anything, the first thing the minister will do is to pounce on the emperor." Gu Yefeng tilted his head slightly and looked at her with a smile, his clear eyes looked even brighter in the moonlight.
Feng Aotian bit his lip, "It's pretty much the same. β
She traced his eyebrows and whispered, "Ye will get you back on your feet." β
Gu Yefeng's mind moved, and he looked at her, "The emperor has found a way?" β
"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded, and then looked at him, "After your draft tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the master will give you the antidote to this Gu poison, as long as you exercise diligently and recuperate patiently, you will stand up in less than three months." β
"Okay." Gu Yefeng responded excitedly, being able to stand up again and walk like an ordinary person was something he had dreamed of in his life.
Feng Aotian hugged Gu Yefeng and lay quietly on the dragon couch and fell asleep slowly.
This night was the most solid night after Gu Yefeng came to Caiguo, and when he woke up the next day, Feng Aotian had already disappeared, and there was a piece of Jinpa beside him, he really thought that he had a sweet dream.
There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, under the service of the eunuchs, he put on a dragon robe, and after the early dynasty, he went to Changping Palace, and the show girl after the selection stood below, and the chief eunuch on the side read the name and family background, and Gu Yefeng read them one by one, and then left the satisfactory ones, these are all women who have been determined in advance, and then they are given titles.
When Gu Yefeng returned to Qinghe Palace, he saw that Xin'er was already waiting outside the palace.
He raised his eyes to look at Xin'er, and behaved very gently, and when the two entered the palace, Xin'er lowered her head and said, "The emperor saw the master last night?" β
"Hmm." Gu Yefeng hadn't been so happy for a long time, and there was an irrepressible smile on the corner of his mouth.
Xin'er smiled lightly, "The master asked the slave to watch you, in case you were rubbed with oil by other women." β
Gu Yefeng was slightly stunned, but his heart was overflowing with sweetness, but he thought of the daughter of the right minister, "I naturally want to turn over the brand tonight, I canonized the daughter of the right minister as Wan Guifei, if I don't go, it will definitely cause the dissatisfaction of the right minister, and the suspicion of the left minister, but if I go, ......"
"This emperor can rest assured." Xin'er smiled lightly and said, "When the time comes, you will quietly sprinkle this on her silk handkerchief, and you will be foolproof." β
"What is this?" Gu Yefeng looked at the porcelain vase in his hand and asked in a low voice.
"This powder can make people temporarily lose their minds, thinking that they have experienced the joy of fish and water with her sweetheart......" Xin'er said in a low voice, her eyes full of cunning.
When Gu Yefeng heard this, his sword eyebrows frowned, "I knew earlier that she actually belonged to someone else, in case she showed her feet when the time came......"
Xin'er hurriedly said, "The emperor doesn't have to worry, this matter is handed over to the slave maid." β
"Hmm." Gu Yefeng nodded.
That night, Gu Yefeng flipped through Concubine Wan's brand, and when she went to change her clothes, she sprinkled medicinal powder on her Jinpa, and when she had the effect of the medicine, Xin'er walked in, and then let Gu Yefeng hide on the side.
Xin'er was wearing a dragon robe and lying on the bed, but Concubine Wan regarded her as her sweetheart, and kept calling that person's name, and even more so on her.
Gu Yefeng hid on the side, listening to the sound coming from the bed, he thought of Feng Aotian, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed, his face turned crimson, he hurriedly stabilized his mind, and simply covered his ears.
Before dawn the next day, Xin'er dragged her tired body out of bed, disheveled, obviously choked by tossing, she turned around and glanced at the woman sleeping sweetly on the bed, and then cut her wrist, dripped blood on the brocade, took a deep breath, wiped the sweat on her forehead, rearranged her clothes, and looked at Gu Yefeng, "The emperor should leave earlier." β
"Hmm." Gu Yefeng nodded, and after Xin'er flew away, he cleared his throat, pulled his shirt, and pushed his wheelchair out of the inner hall, waiting to see the eunuch waiting at the door, "Someone." β
The eunuch hurriedly answered, then walked in, bowed his head and served Gu Yefeng to wash and dress, while he left the dormitory in a good time and went to the morning court.
The news that Concubine Wan was pampered spread throughout the harem in a blink of an eye, and Xin'er entered her own bedroom, and saw Feng Aotian sipping tea comfortably.
Xin'er cried with a sad face and stood in front of Feng Aotian, "Master, next time there is such a thing, you should ask for another master." β
Feng Aotian saw that she lifted her wrist, there were scratches on her wrists, and there were traces of being bitten on her neck, she couldn't help but think about it, hooked her lips and smiled, "This Wan Guifei is very interesting." β
Xin'er pouted at the corner of her mouth, "Yes, the slave maid was almost tossed to death by her, the key is that this medicine powder is too powerful, she keeps calling the name of the lover, but she is up and down for the slave maid...... "Thinking of this, Xin'er felt even more aggrieved, but her innocent body was taken up by a woman, and she was really panicked."
Feng Aotian smiled happily, "What's the name of that lover?" β
"It's a protΓ©gΓ© of the right minister, but he's also a young and promising young talent." Xin'er said with a smile.
"Where are you now?" Feng Aotian then asked.
"His name is Su Sheng, and now he is the Inspector of Yushi." Xin'er replied in a low voice.
"It's your birthday in a few days, let Ye Feng hold a palace banquet, do you know what to do?" Feng Aotian continued.
"The slave understands." Xin'er hurriedly replied with a smile, but thinking of the sin she suffered, how could she get it back.
Feng Aotian got up leisurely, "You have a good rest, and you go and see your beauty." β
Xin'er was slightly blessed, "Yes." β
Feng Aotian smiled even more happily, and then flew away.
Xin'er sighed helplessly, and then entered the screen.
Gu Yefeng went to the early court, and then returned to the Qinghe Palace, and now, he handed over the matter of approving the red to the left and right prime ministers, and he was unofficial and light, so he just stayed in his own palace.
As soon as he arrived at the palace, he saw that Feng Aotian was already waiting for him.
The corners of his mouth were full of smiles, he had never left her side before, although he thought of her in his heart, he was reluctant to speak, but now, so far away from her, even if he was worried in his heart, he would not see her after all, he finally understood, and he had to say it if he missed her.
He pushed his wheelchair to her side and held her hand, "I thought the night before was a dream." β
Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, looked at Gu Yefeng in front of him and said with a light smile, "It's getting more and more painful now." β
Gu Yefeng spread out her palm and rubbed it carefully, "How many days does the emperor want to stay here?" β
"Stay a few more days, wait for the master to cure your Gu poison, and then accompany you for a few more days, and then leave." Feng Aotian picked him up from the wheelchair, then walked to the dragon couch, put down the curtain, raised his hand, and tore his dragon robe.
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes to look at her, his face was slightly red, "Your Majesty, you are in too much of a hurry." β
Feng Aotian only cared about untying his shirt and said in a low voice, "Now that the time is good, how can you not be in a hurry?" β
"It's too debauched." Gu Yefeng lowered his head and said shyly.
Feng Aotian paused slightly, raised his eyes to look at him, knowing that he wanted to be crooked, but he didn't break it, and then slowly approached him, spraying a thin breath, "This matter should not be delayed sooner rather than later." β
Gu Yefeng buried his head lower and said in a low voice, "That's too early." β
Feng Aotian had already taken off his clothes, "It's not early at all. β
As she spoke, she had already taken out the silver needle that had been prepared, and then sat cross-legged, and with a movement of her palm, she sucked the three teacups beside her, placed them beside her, and raised her eyes to look at him, "If it hurts later, you have to endure it, and you can't let people outside hear it." β
"Hmm." Gu Yefeng didn't pay attention to Feng Aotian's series of actions, thinking that he was telling him......
Feng Aotian then picked up two silver needles and pierced them into the acupoints on his shoulders, Gu Yefeng felt a burst of pain, only then did he raise his eyes, and when he saw Feng Aotian's movements, he blushed even more, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, what are you ......?"
"It's so cute." Feng Aotian couldn't help but chuckle, leaned forward, and bit his lips lightly, "Now you have to hold your breath and concentrate, don't have any distractions." β
"Hmm." Gu Yefeng was slightly stunned, and then he saw Feng Aotian's face that turned cold in an instant, and he also restrained his other thoughts, and sat cross-legged without distractions.
Feng Aotian then followed the antidote method written by Gong Yisuo, and pierced a silver needle on his body, and saw that his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, his thin lips were pursed, his face was pale, and his whole body was red, including his eyes turned red, he gritted his teeth and didn't let himself scream.
Feng Aotian lowered her head and watched all his poisonous blood pour into her hands, she hurriedly took out a silver needle, and quickly pierced her ten fingers, ten fingers connected to her heart, and even released all the Gu poisonous blood in the past ten years, his lips had been bitten, but he still stubbornly didn't let himself scream.
Feng Aotian hurriedly put the teacup on both sides, and black blood immediately gushed out from his ten fingers, slowly dripping into the teacup, Feng Aotian then raised his hand, took a few more teacups, and put them on both sides of him, but saw Gu Yefeng holding back, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood.
Feng Aotian couldn't bear it, but he still didn't have half a point, this was just the beginning, while releasing poisonous blood, Feng Aotian's palms had already pressed on his legs, the bone-eroding pain spread all over his body, and Gu Yefeng let out a few muffled snorts.
Feng Aotian used his internal force to open the meridians of his legs, and then raised his eyes, and saw that Gu Yefeng's face had turned purple, and her voice lowered, "Bear with it again." β
Gu Yefeng used all his strength and nodded.
Feng Aotian knew that it hurt a lot, but now she could only endure it, she closed her eyes and crossed the internal strength for him.
Time passed slowly, until the sky was getting dark, and when Feng Aotian opened his eyes, he saw that the black blood in the teacup had overflowed, dripping on both sides, and Gu Yefeng's lips had been bitten off, and his face was even more bloodless.
After all the black blood was exhausted, Gu Yefeng had completely collapsed, Feng Aotian then put away the internal force, the meridians had been unblocked, she then pulled out all the silver needles, Gu Yefeng had already fainted, Feng Aotian raised his hand, took him into his arms, took out the silk handkerchief and wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, and flew away from Qinghe Palace with him.
Xin'er saw that there was no movement in Qinghe Palace, as if she expected something, so she waited here.
When Feng Aotian carried Gu Yefeng into the dormitory, Xin'er hurriedly stepped forward, seeing that he had fainted, his face was extremely bad, and then looked at Feng Aotian, "Master, what is he?" β
"Let's get some bath." Feng Aotian said in a deep voice.
"Yes." Xin'er answered in a low voice, and then ordered someone to go and prepare.
After the bath soup was ready, Feng Aotian hugged Gu Yefeng into the screen and put him in the bath bucket, soothing 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, and you will decoct him according to this recipe for him to take it, and then let him go for half an hour." β
"Master, can he stand up?" Xin'er raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, surprised.
"Hmm." Feng Aotian nodded.
Xin'er looked at Feng Aotian with a look of adoration, "It's still the master who is mighty." β
Feng Aotian was very useful for Xin'er's kung fu, and nodded with a smile, "That's natural." β
When Gu Yefeng woke up, Feng Aotian had already returned to Qinghe Palace with him in his arms, this palace was full of eyeliner from the left and right, she could only take him to Xin'er's bedroom to bathe, she held his hand, and saw him looking at her with his eyes open, "Wake up"
"Your Majesty." Gu Yefeng thought that he was about to die, but now that he could see her again, his hanging heart really relaxed.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "You are weak, rest more, and you can try to walk tomorrow." β
"Hmm." Gu Yefeng lowered his head, looked at his own legs, then raised his hand, knocked gently, he could feel the pain, but he raised his eyes but he was already in tears, he was finally able to go.
Feng Aotian raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, lowered his head and kissed his bitten lip, "After recovering the Cai Kingdom, the master will accompany you everywhere." β
"Hmm." Gu Yefeng clenched her hand and leaned into her arms, "Your Majesty, thank you." β
Feng Aotian chuckled, "Fool, it's polite to the master." β
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at her, "Chen never dreamed that Chen would be able to stand up." β