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The national teacher ignored her and ordered someone to find the seeds of two kinds of flowers and plants, and at the same time implant them in a flower pot. Then put the flower pot in front of her, and said in a cold tone: "In one day, two kinds of flowers and plants must bloom, otherwise the prince will be helpless, not only you, but the entire Anqi will be buried together!" ”

"You want me to make two seeds bloom? Master Guoshi, even if I watch Anqi perish, I can't do it! ”

"Moisten the soil with blood and water the flowers with tears, you must do it!" The national teacher shook off a sentence fiercely, turned around and walked out of the tent.

Moisten the soil with blood and water the flowers with tears? Was he prompting her?

She remembered that the hay had turned into grass, and that the seeds of the vanilla had grown and sprouted. Could it be that she really has a special ability? It's just that she tried many times after that, but it didn't work!

And at this moment......

Raising his eyes and looking at Long Xuanyuan who was still asleep on the bed, the contract had been taken away by the national teacher, and the only thing that could save all this was to relieve Long Xuanyuan's lost soul and scatter poison!

Whether what the national teacher said is true or not, she must give it a try! Not to mention blood and tears, as long as Anqi can be saved, even if it costs her life, it is worth it!

Pick up a short knife in the account and make a deep cut on the wrist. The bright red blood slowly dripped into the soil of the pot, staining the whole pot of mud a little bit......

"Lily, forget-me-not, for the sake of Anqi, for the people of Anqi, and for everyone I care about, you will grow and bloom, okay?" The tears of her hard-working supplicants also slipped down with them, dripping into the flower pot and blending into the blood-stained dirt.

Perhaps when people are desperate, they will have greater ideas. Sure enough, the two seeds sprouted, and little by little, flower buds appeared on the branches.

Mo Qianzi's crystal tears fell on the flower buds, and the flower buds slowly opened. Purple forget-me-not flowers set off white lilies, brilliant and eye-catching. The whole tent is full of fresh floral fragrance! In fact, in medicine, these two kinds of flowers are called Qingxin grass, which has the effect of clearing the heart and awakening the mind.

The blood flowed so much that she felt that she had collapsed and sat on the ground exhausted. There were tears still on their faces, but there were happy smiles, and they really bloomed. She shouted loudly: "National teacher, national teacher......"

The national teacher ran in, without a trace of surprise on his face, everything was expected by him. He picked two different flowers, one white and one purple, and used his internal force to directly crush the flowers into a pill and give it to Long Xuanyuan.

"You can go!" He turned around and said coldly.

"That'...... Anzi? Long Xuanyuan hadn't woken up yet, and she was worried that her previous agreement with her relatives would change. She was worried that because of this incident, Long Xuanyuan would attack Anqi again!

The sharp eyes of the national teacher flashed cold, and his words were clear: "Yunlong's honor guard has arrived, and the day after tomorrow he will marry the princess as promised." The prince is fine, and the matter of marrying the princess will naturally not change. It's just that...... The national teacher should remind the princess that the harmony between the two countries cannot be reborn, otherwise, there will be a bloodbath! ”

Bloodbath Anzi!

Mo Qianzi's whole body was shocked, and she grabbed the table next to her and stood up. She knew that because of the loss of their souls, they had completely lost trust in each other. It is already a great blessing to be able to maintain the agreement between the two countries and keep the peace of Anqi!

She glanced at Long Xuanyuan, who was still lying on the bed, and turned around and walked outside the tent.

Mo Qianzi walked out of the camp tent, and Long Xuanyuan on the bed opened his eyes. In fact, after the national teacher took the pill for him, he had already woken up. After he woke up, he remembered everything that happened during this period!

There was anger and pain in his heart, and he didn't want to pay attention to her at all! She actually wanted to put him to death, and used the effect of losing his soul to dissipate illusion to trick him into writing a contract. She really planned it a long time ago, and she didn't really want to make peace with him at all!

With his super memory, the words he wrote down could be recalled as long as he thought about them in his head. And in the normal order, it was the contract she asked him for yesterday to protect Qi Taiping forever.

The heart is torn by something in general, and it hurts! Even, he began to have a hatred for her, and this hatred did not only come from this moment, but seemed to have been a long, long time ago......

It's just that he is puzzled by the hallucinations he conceived himself, and he has always longed to be an ordinary couple with her. In his life, it was enough to have her!

But the national teacher always said in his ear that he would rule the world, and she could help him fulfill his long-cherished wish to dominate the world. What exactly does he want? Is it the world, or is it her?

"Lord Wang, you're awake!" The national teacher saw his eyes that had been opened, and said in a little surprise, "The minister has already let the princess leave, and the wedding will continue as usual the day after tomorrow!" ”

"This king knows that the national teacher is doing a good job!" He got up from the bed and walked towards the pot of lilies and forget-me-not flowers on the table, "National teacher, who is this king?" ”

Whether in his hallucinations or in his dreams, he seemed to have become another person, not Long Xuanyuan! Chiyang, who is this person?

"The prince is naturally the Xuanyuan King of Yunlong, who else can it be?" The national teacher said respectfully.

"Then you tell this king, who is Chiyang? And also...... Zirong? Questioned, staring at the national teacher.

The national teacher was slightly shocked, not without surprise: "The prince actually remembers everything in the hallucination?" ”

"Yes, this king remembers everything! Everything ......" naturally includes Mo Qianzi's deception of her again.

A helpless smile appeared on the face of the national teacher, as if it was really Long Xuanyuan who was thinking too much: "That's just a person conceived by the prince, and the minister was just trying to persuade the prince at that time." No matter when, the minister will always be the loyal servant of the prince, and the prince will always be the master of the minister! In everything, the minister will do what the prince wants, and there will never be the slightest violation of the prince's will! Even if ......"

"Even what?" Long Xuanyuan grabbed him again.

"Even if there is something that makes the prince wonder, the prince will understand one day that everything is what the prince meant!"

Such an answer is ambiguous. Long Xuanyuan knew that he wouldn't say any more, and he didn't ask any more. However, he believed in the loyalty and ability of the national teacher, just like this pot of flowers with lilies and forget-me-nots!

Raising his hand, his slender fingers gently stroked the tender green branches and leaves. Although there are no flowers, it is still full of vitality in this cold winter season.

"National teacher, is there any way to keep them alive?"

The national teacher hooked his lips and smiled: "They can't survive tonight!" ”

"If this king wants them to survive, can the national teacher have a way?"

"Then the prince will try it, cover it with a tarpaulin, and put it next to this stove. As for whether they can live, or how long they will live, there is really no guarantee for them! Perhaps, when the blood dries up, it will wither! The national teacher saluted respectfully, "The prince is no longer in trouble, and Rong Chen has retired!" ”

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