Rong Xi's head rested in Leng Yixiu's arms, looking at the brilliant starry sky through the window, "You say, what will the Seventh Princess do to him?" ”

Leng Yixiu touched her hair, "I don't know...... According to her temperament, she should be able to ...... It's something you and I can't imagine. ”

Rong Xi didn't speak again, she felt a faint sadness in Leng Yixiu's tone, and knew in her heart that he should be thinking of that heroic and upright young man again, right?

This should be an eternal pain in his heart.

She snuggled into his arms, the breath of the two men in silence.

Leng Eleven and Leng Twelve sat on the tree, looking at the scene of Yanqing Palace below from the window, Leng Eleven gently traced the bark with his fingers, and muttered: "This errand is really not for people. ”

"It shouldn't be a man, right?" Leng Twelve glanced at him and said.

Leng Shiyi pursed his lips, the following scene is really ...... If you were a man, you would be a little scared, right?

Tonight's master sent them a special task, to send the fainting horse master to the seventh princess, the two of them didn't even have to show their faces, they threw them directly into the hall, and then hid in the tree to watch.

How many knives has the Seventh Princess already cut on Dacret? Oh...... Seven knives.

One of the knives is still the vital part of the man.

With the splash of blood, Leng Shiyi unconsciously tightened his legs.

Really...... You have to go down to it.

Dacrley howled desperately like a dying dog, and by now it seemed that he had lost the strength to bark, and his voice was hoarse, and a sizzling sound overflowed from his throat.

The eyes of the seventh princess are getting brighter and brighter, especially after cutting off Daklet's treasure, she has a state of almost madness.

Leng Eleven and Leng Twelves glanced at each other, and the two of them were silent, turning around and leaving the palace.

Leng Yixiu stood in the courtyard of the Red Sleeve Garden, Rong Xi had already fallen asleep, he looked at the starry sky, the deep blue sky was like a curtain, no one knew what was hidden behind it, or it was a glow, or a dark cloud covered the sun, and a performance of life or sadness or joy was quietly waiting behind.

Two black shadows floated down, Leng Yixiu didn't look back, just stood with his hands in his hands, and said lightly: "What's wrong?" ”

"Back to the prince," Leng Shiyi saluted and told him about the situation on Dakley's side.

Leng Yixiu smiled slightly, her lips were like cold and thin blades, she ...... Sure enough, she is ruthless, and for those who have hurt her, there is always no room for it, so ...... What about those who were hurt by her? Who is responsible?

Leng Yixiu waved his hand, Leng Eleven and Leng Twelveth quietly retreated, he was still standing under the corridor, looking at the starlight in the sky, as thin as a diamond, as bright as a young man's eyes.

A pair of gentle hands caressed his shoulders, and the faint fragrance of silky hair swayed on his shoulders, "Got news?" ”

"Why did you wake up?" Leng Yixiu gently held her hand, Rong Xi hugged him, his head next to his back, "Well, I woke up and couldn't see you, so I got up." ”

Her words made Leng Yixiu's heart warm and painful, and she couldn't tell why it hurt, but she just felt that Rong Xi rarely had this kind of dependent moment, she was always strong, independent, and could spread her wings and fly with herself.

He tugged at her arm to bring her closer to himself, "I'm just waiting for news, I'm afraid I'll disturb you." ”

"How's it going?" Rong Xi asked softly.

Leng Yixiu smiled slightly, groaned for a while, and slowly drew a few words in Rong Xi's hand.

Rong Xi was slightly stunned, "Really? ”

"Of course." Leng Yixiu nodded.

"You're right, she always does unusual things, but ...... This is also in line with her psychology, the Gu poison on the left and right now has a method of restraint, and she will definitely not be humiliated by Dakley again. ”

"Did she think she saw the light?" Leng Yixiu's voice was slightly cold.

"Then we'll see when the time is right." Rong Xi said behind him.

"There is one more thing," Rong Xi suddenly remembered something, and raised his head, "King Qi ......"

"He? I guess he'll have to make an excuse for himself. Leng Yixiu's voice was tinged with a hint of ridicule.

The palace of the king of Qi is not peaceful tonight, to be precise, since he came back from the palace that day and fled from Daklei, Leng Yiwei, the king of Qi, began to fidget.

He is not a person who can't hold his breath, he has pretended to be sick for so many years, and he is naturally a ruthless person in the city, but this time is different, Dacree is not an ordinary person, he has too many secrets, Dacreel knows it, and now, as a fugitive, Dacreel did not come to him, which made him even more uneasy.

Leng Yiwei knew that Daklie had raised some things, but he was not interested in those things, let alone wanted to know about them, but what he didn't expect was that Daklie was so bold and stupid that he actually raised those things in the palace of the Seventh Princess.

Did he think that the most dangerous place was the safest? Raised under the emperor's nose and won't be discovered by him?

This idiot!

The emperor won't know, he can't see under his nose, won't anyone else know? Won't others try to let the emperor know?

He regretted a little, regretted not asking clearly, regretting not asking Dacreel, but now regretting it would be of no avail.

He rubbed his aching temples, and there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart that Dacrel would be able to escape the palace safely and find the palace.

In that case...... You can hold it in your own hands, and then, God will let him disappear without knowing it.

Time passed minute by minute, but Dacree never appeared, and Leng Yiwei's heart became more and more nervous, where did this guy go? If he was caught by the emperor's people, it would be better, at least he could go around after learning the news, be able to meet him, remind him not to talk nonsense, and always find a way to save him.

However, if ...... If he was caught by Leng Yixiu's people, it would be very bad.

Leng Yiwei sent a large number of people out to inquire about the news, but every time he came back empty-handed.

No, or no.

And in the palace, the news that the "disease" of the seventh princess was cured suddenly came, which made him stunned, he always felt that there was something hidden in this, and vaguely felt that something was wrong, but what was wrong? He couldn't think of it for a moment.

He couldn't help but associate this matter with Dacreet, but he couldn't find a connecting point, but was these two things really just a coincidence?

He shook his head, leaned back in the chair in the study wearily, and thought about the past few days, and he found that he had a more difficult matter.

That is, his illness.

In fact, he is not sick at all, and his illness is also achieved by medicine, but it is just some appearances, at the beginning he was taking some bitter decoction, and the doctor told him that in the long run, he may hurt his body.

It's possible...... Leng Yiwei did not hesitate, he drank it firmly, his life Leng Yiwei can't retreat because of a "possibility", he must rush forward.

And then he met Dacrel, he just took out a small pill, and he could achieve the effect of those bitter decoctions, and there was no side effect at all, which made him extremely happy.

That small pill is the stepping stone to the partnership between the two people.

However, now that Dacree is missing, how can his illness be maintained? Going to take the decoction again? No...... Daklie once said that the small pill was made of their unique medicinal materials in Miaojiang, and if they took the decoction again, it would evolve into poison and kill them instantly.

He had suspected that Dacree was alarmist, but he could not risk it, and he had sent people to steal it, but to no avail.

This was the only place where he was controlled by Dakley, but there was no way to fight back.

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was as blue as water, the white clouds were like cotton, floating in the air, the autumn wind was getting cooler and cooler, and the Jinluan Hall was silent.

The emperor sat on the throne of the Nine Dragons, he looked at the courtiers below from afar, his eyes were sharp and cold, and the people below all bowed their heads respectfully, without a trace of abnormality.

"Wei'er is seriously ill again?" The emperor looked at the shadow of Leng Yiwei in the class, and there was a rare trace of worry in his tone.

"Go back to the emperor," an old minister replied, "The king of Qi is blessed by the emperor's son of heaven, and a few days ago he met a Taoist priest, saying that he could help the prince get rid of the diseases in his body, so I am afraid that the prince will not be able to go to court in the past two days." ”

"Oh?" The emperor's eyes lit up, "Is this serious?" ”

"The minister didn't dare to say anything," the old minister hurriedly said: "The prince specially sent someone to inform the old minister, so that the emperor replied when he asked, the prince knew that the emperor was not safe in the past few days, and he didn't dare to disturb at will, so he ......"

"Wei'er's filial piety I know," there was obvious joy in the emperor's voice, and he turned to the father-in-law Wei on the side and said, "Go, pass the decree, let Wei'er recover well, and wait until she recovers before coming to see me." ”

"Yes."

Leng Yixiu stood in the queue, a sneering smile flashed in his slightly lowered eyes, Taoist priest? I can really think of it, but when I think of the previous thing about "Yunshan Sanren", as well as the words I just said about "being blessed by the emperor's son of heaven", I'm afraid this is the thing that makes the emperor happy, right?

Emperor...... It's not sitting on a volcano on the tip of a knife, but it's just that holding power in your hands, turning your hands on your hands, can take the death of your life, and manipulate the fate of others, which can bring that kind of satisfaction.

The ministers didn't know the inside story, they just thought that Leng Yiwei, the king of Qi, was going to get rid of the disease, and now the emperor was so happy, when the time came...... Will he become the new crown prince?

Everyone's eyes flickered, and they all slowly calculated in their hearts, thinking about King Qi's usual relationship network, and who to get closer to, by the way, is Xinna's concubine recently the same as the deputy chief in the courtyard of King Qi's mansion? Isn't it time to send her around?