Du Chengzhe thought wildly, wanting to get rid of the burden on his body.

She must have done something, just like she inexplicably provoked herself at the time, so how can she blame herself for becoming like this?

He had been probing his pulse for a while, so long that the people around him couldn't even hold the expressions on their faces, and one by two they all returned to normal.

Finally, someone couldn't help but ask, "What did Master Du discover?" ”

Du Chengzhe's hand finally let go, and he slowly retracted the thread and didn't speak, as if he was thinking about something, his brows tightened.

Therefore, Haikou cannot boast.

The rest of the imperial doctors looked like they were watching the show, and they almost couldn't intervene and make a mocking grimace at him.

But Du Chengzhe packed up his things, and bowed to Feng Xiuyun again, and then said sonorously: "Weichen can heal, but it will take time." ”

"You stand down first."

Feng Xiuyun's face did not change, his mind was not wavering, he would no longer have any waves because of the words of others.

But...... He was talking about hope.

The group of imperial doctors retreated with a whining, as if they were incredible, and as if they were not admitting defeat, they grinned at each other, and bowed away from each other.

"Your Majesty, girl, she ...... If you don't live for ten years, if you use Miluo incense to support, I'm afraid you can live in peace for a few years, if you forcibly remove it, it will be halved again, you ...... Or do you want to divide it? ”

How old is she to die?

Feng Xiuyun's eyebrows inadvertently showed some doubts, as if he didn't believe it. As if he didn't want to believe it, "Ten years? How can it be? ”

Didn't she just suffer some skin trauma, wasn't it the Eight Immortal Soup, only ten years? How can it be!

"Your Majesty." Du Chengzhe slowly raised his eyes to Feng Xiuyun, "You know, that Eight Immortal Soup is very domineering, and there is no antidote, the girl's body has been tortured so far, and she has not only thought about it once or twice." The Eight Immortals Soup is dead, and it is halved at one time. Fold twice again. Three times, it's almost time to die. ”

Feng Xiuyun squinted, looked at him with a stern expression, and listened carefully to his words.

"The first five flavors of the Eight Immortals Soup are damaged to the five internal organs. The last three flavors are each burned by fire. Ten thousand insects eat bones. The spirit snake pierces the brain, and no one can not give in to this poisonous attack. She's still alive, it's already an accident. But......" Du Chengzhe paused, and his gaze fell back to the man on the bed, "but...... She also received Miluo incense. ”

Miluo incense, Miluo incense.

In the past few days, Feng Xiuyun hated these three words the most, "What is Miluoxiang?" ”

"At first, I felt sluggish, but slowly it was like being placed in a sea of clouds, but Miluo incense is very addictive, and it smells a hundred times more energetic, but when I can't smell it...... It's even more terrifying than ten thousand insects eating bones. ”

"And also!" Feng Xiuyun exclaimed almost immediately, looking at Du Chengzhe in disbelief and nodding at him. Still...... So what is the Ten Thousand Worms Eating Bone? What is more terrifying than the bones of ten thousand insects?

His eyes were filled with infinite sorrow, and his gaze fell on her lead-gray face, and Qi Qi mourned, "How long will it take...... How long will it take for her to get off? ”

"Your Majesty?" Du Chengzhe looked at Feng Xiuyun incredulously, he said such a big pass, he still wanted to get rid of it?

"I'm not going to let her have anything else on her that could be grabbed by someone else."

His fingers brushed her long hair, which was once bright and black, now dull. Once, because she fell ill with a cold disease, she was used by Rong Xuan, and she caused so many things, and now, her suffering, the pain of her body, in his eyes, has been counted into the hearts of many people.

He is the emperor, he can protect her thoroughly, but she doesn't want it, she disdains, and even has a face full of disgust, she is a person with a long temperament, if she doesn't take advantage of it now, she will have no chance in the future.

Du Chengzhe seemed to have comprehended, and bowed his head silently for a moment before he raised his eyes to Feng Xiuyun, "Minister, I will do my best." ”

"It's not just now." The corners of Feng Xiuyun's mouth moved, "And her future." ”

It doesn't matter if it's five years or ten years, do your best.

Du Chengzhe knelt on the ground and shouted respectfully, "The minister's order!" ”

Feng Xiuyun rarely went to the Yangxin Palace after that, and after going down to the court, he went to Weiyang Palace, if there was a minister who was in a hurry to see, he only met in Weiyang Palace.

Diexi's side was sent to Wan'er and Xiaoruo, who may have done it himself, Feng Xiuyun will never borrow the hands of others. He didn't rest on the bed, but curled up on the soft couch and slept lightly. She often woke up at any time, most of the time she was just trembling by herself, helpless like a little beast, she could only shrink her body, buried deep in her knees, with tears on her little face, and her mouth biting the futon to prevent herself from making a sound.

At this time, Feng Xiuyun would never forcibly pull her, just sat quietly on the edge of the bed, did not speak, did not move, just quietly, he looked at her pain, looked at her suffering, as if he was punishing himself and torturing himself in this way.

But where can Diexi's pain be endured by enduring, losing willpower, Diexi's clear eyes only have the thirst for death, Feng Xiuyun is afraid that she will hurt herself, only at this time will she hug her tightly, getting thinner and thinner, becoming more and more silent, Feng Xiuyun can't support it with the torture, let alone her.

Diexi no longer has the extra strength to scratch more scars on him, and she doesn't have the extra strength to call for catharsis, her mouth is still biting his neck, calling him in a daze, "Feng Xiuyun ......"

Feng Xiuyun was already at a loss, and responded to her in a low voice, "I'm here, Diexi, I'm here." ”

"Kill me...... Please...... Kill me. ”

Her tears rolled down his wound, causing a tingling pain, and she thought that she was unconsciously begging for death, but she seemed to be very awake to appeal to him.

It's not to ask, it's to beg, it's to ask for all the iniquities he has made over the years.

For many days, her addiction couldn't get over, like a poisonous insect that had been deeply adsorbed in her body, so ruthlessly clamped tightly, refusing to go away.

Feng Xiuyun was unhappy, very unhappy, and resolutely refused, "Don't, I don't want you to die." ”

"Don't torture anymore......" Diexi's mouth never left his neck, and the bloody breath in his mouth never stopped, but she didn't want to continue, she couldn't continue.

Why not let yourself die? Again and again, why can't you just die?

Feng Xiuyun didn't understand, but hugged her tightly like a stubborn child, "I won't be tortured anymore, so I don't have to die." ”

This time, by his side, she will not be wronged again. (To be continued.) )