Adhering to the difference between respect and inferiority, Qi Qing'er stood at the door of the Heart Cultivation Hall for a while and asked Gonggong Zhang to go in to report, but who expected that it was not Gonggong Zhang who came out after a while, but Yan Song. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Emperor Zhaogao meant that he didn't want to see Qi Qing'er, and Yan Song next to him heard his own assertion and came out to greet Qi Qing'er in person.

"Your Majesty doesn't want to see me, you really don't have to risk the guilt of confronting Your Majesty, I just want to say thank you." Qi Qing'er said.

King Qi shook his sleeves and led Qi Qing'er inside, saying, "The emperor doesn't want to see you, it doesn't mean I don't want to!" Come in, I made a new pill for you, this time my father found a new medicine called Tianxuan in the Tianshan Mountains, saying that it may have a miraculous effect on cold poison, so I took it and tried it, and sure enough, it is better than other medicines, but it still can't be completely removed...... I'll give you the freshly made pill in a moment. ”

"Brother Song." Qi Qing'er stopped Yan Song when he walked to the inner interval.

Yan Song looked back at her suspiciously.

Qi Qing'er continued: "It is a medicine that is poisonous, not to mention an herb that resists cold poison. I know my body, there is no problem for a while, not to mention that the pill you made last time had a very good effect, and this time in winter, I didn't even have the old disease. Yan Song...... You really don't need to try those herbs for me anymore, don't do them for me, okay? Maybe it's not worth it. ”

In the end, Qi Qing'er approached Yan Song and looked at his eyes very seriously.

Yan Song was a little evasive, his eyes were uncertain, he brushed the corners of Qi Qing'er's forehead, and said, "Is it worth it, do you say it." Okay, I understand pharmacology, and the medicinal properties of daylilies won't hurt my eyes that day, don't worry! ”

It's rare that he speaks warmly, with a hint of domineering, but there is obviously something hidden in his eyes.

Qi Qing'er's delicate heart had already seen it, and said directly: "You have something to hide from me." Yan Song has not been suitable for lying since you were a child, and as soon as you lie, your eyes will roll everywhere. That medicine has hurt you, isn't it, what do you want me to do so that you can stop hurting yourself for me? The tone was a little anxious, she really couldn't bear it, and she didn't want to see Yan Song pay for her again.

The past 16 years have made her feel in debt.

After all, there are some favors that cannot be returned in equal exchange, especially those feelings that are difficult to explain clearly.

Yan Song didn't know that Qi Qing'er would say these words, so he was a little anxious for a while, and hurriedly put his eyes between Qi Qing'er's eyes, and said, "What are you talking about!" How can I be so fragile, a herb can kill me. ”

It's okay to say this, but when she says this, Qi Qing'er is even more sure of the toxicity of that herb to healthy people.

It's all about life, and the toxicity must be not small.

Because he took another step forward and grabbed Yan Song's arm.

As soon as he held his hand on Yan Song's arm, he inadvertently dodged backwards, and the corners of his mouth stretched shallowly to the sides, obviously he was enduring the pain.

Qi Qing'er didn't let go but grabbed it tighter, and said, "You're in pain, aren't you?" ”

Yan Song continued to retreat and shook his head.

Qi Qing'er stepped forward and said, "Don't make that medicine anymore!" ”

Yan Song still shook his head, he frowned, trying to retract his hand, but he couldn't break free of Qi Qing'er's palm.

This made Qi Qing'er feel surprised, so she raised her eyes to look at Yan Song carefully, and said, "Are you injured?" ”

As soon as these words fell, Yan Song looked at Qi Qing'er with flickering eyes, then immediately turned around and said, "Don't you want to see Your Majesty, what are you doing here?" Come in with me. ”

"Yan Song! You have something to hide from me, you have always been straightforward....." Qi Qing'er grabbed Yan Song as she spoke, and the tips of her fingers touched Yan Song's wrist, which made Yan Song bend down in pain.

The reaction was so big.

This made Qi Qing'er have to ask more about the casserole, and simply lifted Yan Song's sleeves, only to find that there were three dark purple strangulation marks on his wrists, which looked very dazzling.

"What's going on? Are you forbidden to internal forces? Who forbids it? ......" Qi Qing'er asked on the phone, Yan Song didn't say a word, only tilted his head to the side. This reaction made Qi Qing'er's heart tremble fiercely, and she said, "It's him, right?" It is he who has forbidden your inner strength. In the end, it turned to an affirmative tone.

Yan Song's body stiffened, and after a pause, he continued in, not mentioning the purple marks on his hands.

This move further affirmed Qi Qing'er's inner conjecture.

King Qi - Do you really have to kill them all like this? No wonder Yan Song has not been out of the palace since he entered the palace, and now he thinks about it not that he doesn't want to, but that he can't, forced by the power of King Qi, and he can't use force, so naturally he can't escape from the palm of King Qi.

Taking Qi Qing'er's distraction, Yan Song turned his wrist away from Qi Qing'er's palm, and said while looking inside: "Don't you want to see Your Majesty?" Your Majesty is still quite sober ......"

Qi Qing'er couldn't move her feet, she was full of thoughts about King Qi, thinking about how he could drive out such a thing behind her back.

Yan Song's feet were getting faster and faster, and he seemed to be fleeing.

When Qi Qing'er reacted, he had already entered the cabinet of the Heart Cultivation Palace, and Qi Qing'er had to follow.

As soon as I entered, I saw Emperor Gao sitting on the couch with his body crossed, looking disgusted with Qi Qing'er.

Yan Song next to him stood aside like a guard of the Imperial Forest Army, wearing a water-blue robe, with his hands in front of his abdomen, but he was a little weak.

Qi Qing'er's schicked and exquisite heart even felt that King Qi was making a hindrance.

Even the people who saved her refused to let go.

When Gonggong Zhang saw her come in, he folded a reluctant smile and said, "Lord Fuya, Your Majesty is not feeling well, if the monarch has anything to say, please say it quickly......"

This means that after saying that, it means to leave quickly.

Qi Qing'er didn't plan to stay long, so she gave a gift and said, "The courtiers came here to thank you." In any case, the people of the Qi clan no longer need to be lonely souls and wild ghosts, and it is indispensable for His Majesty to move their spiritual positions into the ancestral hall. Here, the courtiers thanked His Majesty for their father. ”

In fact, she didn't have much gratitude in her heart.

It's just that Emperor Gao is seriously ill and insists on going to the ancestral hall to bow down, and I feel something, and I have come to thank you.

Emperor Gao didn't nod or shake his head and said: "Xie Zhen doesn't have to, who should I thank, you know in your heart that if he hadn't been aggressive, I wouldn't have traveled in person." ”

After speaking, the expression of disgust on his face was even heavier.

Qi Qing'er didn't care about the expression on Emperor Gao's face, but he couldn't ignore what he said.

Before, there was just the idea of King Qi forcing Yan Song to hurt Yan Song, but now when he heard that he was aggressive to Emperor Gao, he was untouched, but when he turned his eyes and saw Yan Song's weak appearance, he had a strong disgust towards King Qi in his heart.

This kind of antipathy is also extremely impure.

Qi Qing'er froze in place for a while, and looked at Yan Song with his afterglow.

After Emperor Gao finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to go to the bed. At this time, Emperor Gao had given up struggling, but it didn't mean that he admitted the mistakes of the year, but now he was powerless and could only accept his fate.