Wan Yan Jiangshu exhaled, raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows, I don't know why, now once she delays the time to take medicine, she is always so hot. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The medicine made by Night Ember is sometimes a decoction, sometimes it is a pill, but the medicine is the same, that kind of taste, somehow, she is becoming more and more dependent, and now as long as she doesn't take the medicine on time, she will be uncomfortable! This is the longest time in the interval, and it ...... The old disease has returned! Could it be that as Nightember said before, the medicine he used was all reckless, slightly deviated, and repeated the mistakes of the past?!

After seeing Yan Jiang's worries, Haoyue frowned slightly: "Princess, aren't you still feeling well?" ”

"I'm fine." After Yan Jiangshu sighed, after a long time, he said, "Go back, don't be scolded by grandma." ”

Haoyue lowered her eyes, frowned a little indignantly, clenched her fists and said: "Princess, this matter will definitely be investigated, you must be the eldest daughter of the emperor on the high, don't believe those little sluts, they are just jealous of you." ”

Wan Yan Jiangshu chuckled: "I hope so." ”

It was night, as usual, this place was gloomy and lonely, and she usually fell asleep very early, except for a small window, she almost didn't know the time, and now the sky was dark and oppressive, so she completely lost her view of time.

After dinner, she sat quietly for a while, but somehow, her eyelids became extremely heavy, and she was sleepy so early?

There was a sound of leather armor colliding in the distance, it seemed to be the clothes worn by the jailer, what happened to the jailer guarding the door in front? When I heard the voice, it was as if I had fallen to the ground...... Not good! Someone drugged......

Wan Yan Jiangshu no longer had the strength to frown, snorted lightly, and collapsed on the bed weakly.

With the sound of the key colliding, a long figure in a black robe stepped on, and now the people in the second half of the prison are unconscious, and they are even more silent, and the sound of stepping on the feet softly, listening from a distance, is a little sad.

came to Yan Jiangshu's cell, gently unlocked the lock, and walked in.

took off the mask, the face that was seven points similar to Wan Yan Jiangshu was a little gloomy, looking at the slightly pale and haggard face in front of him, he stretched out the back of his hand and gently stroked it, and he trembled a little distressedly.

After a few days of not seeing him, he was at ease, leaving her alone to suffer...... Thinking about it, I was still a little ashamed.

After that, I don't know who cut her leg before him, so he can compensate her a lot.

sighed shallowly, brushed away the broken hair on her forehead, and after a long time, he was willing to help her up and lean on himself.

took out the dagger from his sleeve, cut his palms and Wan Yan's sparse palms, fit them closely, and began to exercise.

In the past two days, he has been thinking about who has the ability to replace her blood without knowing it, and after thinking for a long time, he finally thought of someone - his mother, Mu Lan.

Mulan often studies things like Gu poison techniques, psychedelic arts, and blood crossing.

Transfusion is to replace the other party's blood with another kind of blood, which does not require luck, as long as the medicine can achieve the effect, and after a few days of fusion, it can be changed. And crossing the blood, after a few days of reconciliation, melts one's own blood into the other party's blood and changes the other party to become the same as himself, but this is very exhausting...... The time required for recuperation is also long, as short as ten days, up to half a month.

She taught him this kung fu herself, and he didn't know what the use of learning this was, but now, at least it came in handy.

After carefully transporting it for an hour, the blood in the body was flowing at a speed that could be felt, the whole body was itchy and unbearable, and a little sweat was already pouring out of the forehead, but it did not shake for half a minute.

He had done this exercise method with Mu Lan once a month before, and he had asked her if it was because of ...... He is not Wan Yan Hao's biological at all! She replied evasively every time, usually like this, it can have the effect of youth, and it will be hooked in the future. After introducing Yan Hao, he has a better chance of winning.

This effect can only last for a month, but after all, her previous exchange blood was caused by drugs, so a month, the effect of the medicine can almost pass.

Wanyan Cangqiong raised his eyes, looked at her who was still sleeping in front of him and didn't know what was going on, and sighed softly, now, how much hope he had, Mu Lan's answer at the beginning was as he thought, he was not Wanyan Hao's bloodline...... In this way, you can be with her......

After finishing the exercise, he put her on the bed, took out a bandage to bandage her wound, still looked at her sentimentally, and suddenly leaned down, wanting to kiss her on the lips.

looked at the sleeping face who was ignorant of the world, but hesitated for a long time...... For a long time...... The sigh trembled a little.

Finally, he moved a little and kissed her on the left cheek, and when he got up, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye and dripped to the back of her hand.

Wanyan Cangqiong clenched his fists unwillingly, got up, put on a mask and cloak, turned around and left indifferently.

Sister Huang...... You have to be good......

I won't be soft on any woman...... But what I'm most afraid of is hurting you......

When he got out of the prison, he looked up and looked at the dark night, like the road in front of him, at a loss.

Walking to Nangong, looking at the Wanfeng Tower illuminated by the torches around him, the towering tower peak was no longer visible, Wanyan Cangqiong narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but think of what Que Chi said, the imperial power he wanted, he couldn't force it, if he didn't believe in his fate, he would know the reason when he arrived at Wanfeng Tower.

It's just that...... What can this Wanfeng Pagoda have?

Faintly hooked the corners of his lips, and a shapeshift, like a breeze, invisible to the human form, passed through the soldiers, and entered the tower.

He took out a fire fold from his sleeve and lit it, and suddenly saw footprints on the ground.

Under the thick layer of dust, a few light footprints will become very obvious.

It looks like someone has been here not long ago, and there are more than one or two.

He had a hunch, as if it was Wanyan Jiangshu and Mu Lan......

Walking slowly along the imprint, I saw a hovering messy footprint, squatted down, and knocked lightly, there seemed to be a secret passage below, but it had been sealed, and I didn't know if there was a secret inside......

Raising his eyes, he was about to look for the mechanism, but he saw a fierce dragon head carved on the wall!

Wanyan Cangqiong was surprised, looking at the huge dragon head, there was an inlaid stone slab, the slate was still clear, as if it had been specially rubbed.

If you look closely, this is a text from two hundred years ago......

After studying it carefully for a while, he silently recited: "Qingxuan is prosperous, the phoenix of the dragon wins, and the empress of a generation ......"

Seeing the last four words, the pupils tightened: "A generation of empresses, the face is sparse!" ”

There is also a small column of words attached below, which is a date, and if you look closely, this date is not the date of this slate, but ...... Two years later!