"Don't say it, let's go." Xia Fan glanced at Xie Dongli with a smile, as if he was looking at a dead man, and then bent down to pick up Yunzheng, held it in the crook of his arm, and walked quickly down the stage.

Yuan Yingjia, the emperor's grandson, had a dark face, saw the two of them coming down, flicked his sleeves, turned around in front and walked to his chariot.

The people watching around the high platform let out a burst of boos, not giving face to the emperor's grandson at all, let alone the so-called "Northern Qi Holy Maiden".

Yingsleeve heard it on the high platform, waved his hand to everyone with a smile, signaled everyone not to go too far, and then looked at Xie Dongli.

Xie Dongli's face was as usual, and he couldn't see a stick of incense at all, his complexion had changed drastically, as if he was seriously ill.

"Let's go too." Xie Dongli held Ying's hand and clasped her fingers, "Miss Sheng has been tired for a day and a night, I have to take care of her for a while." ”

Yingsleeve nodded, "I'll accompany you?" ”

Xie Dongli originally refused, but when Yun Zheng cast a spell just now, the trace of fluctuation from the distant starry sky caused him to feel uneasy, and he didn't want to be separated from Ying Sleeve at all, he nodded unconsciously, "Let's go together." ”

Ying Sleeves smiled and walked off the high platform with him.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Protector Chitose Chitose Chitose!"

"Vice Minister Xie is mighty!"

The crowd on the high stage cheered them heartily.

Ying Sleeve smiled and said to them: "Let's go back, the Sheng family will send more people to save us." ”

Compared with the dancing god, ordinary people are still more willing to believe that the Sheng family can cure diseases and save people.

Murong Changqing also stood under the high platform, holding his waist knife. His eyes were a little glazed looking at the distant sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

When Ying Sleeve and Xie Dongli walked past him, he didn't look back at them.

Xie Dongli was secretly surprised in his heart. But he didn't show anything on his face, just nodded at him, and said lightly: "Murong Shizi, this square area will be closed for a few days, and I will talk about it when the ancestor of the Sheng family comes." ”

Murong Changqing was shocked, came back to his senses, and his gaze swept over Xie Dong's face. He looked at Yingsleeve again, and then, just like that, stopped on Yingsleeve's face.

Trance, doubt, puzzlement. Soon it was transformed into enlightenment, regret and deep attachment, and in a simple gaze, there were too many things in an instant.

He watched so much that Xie Dongli couldn't stand it. He coughed again. Said: "Murong Shizi? ”

Is it really good to look at other people's wives like this?!

Murong Changqing's hard face was covered with a faint layer of sadness, and he stared at Yingsleeve, as if it was the first time he had seen her, and as if he had finally seen her true face.

Yingsleeve was also a little uncomfortable, she smiled and said, "Murong Shizi, what's wrong?" Scaring you just now? ”

"No ......" Murong Changqing's voice was a little rough, and he endured a little choking. He stepped forward and asked with concern, "Are you okay?" ”

Xie Dongli's forehead was bruised. He held Ying's sleeve's hand tightly, pulled her behind him to block it, then looked at Murong Changqing, and warned him unhappily: "Murong Shizi! ”

Murong Changqing pursed his lips and looked at Xie Dongli again, his gaze was also full of novelty and inquiry.

"Thank you...... Vice-minister? He said slowly, nodding, "Take care." His gaze shifted to Xie Dongli and Yingsleeve's clasped hands for a pause, then looked at the distant starry sky and said in a low voice, "It's coming...... You have to plan ahead......"

Xie Dongli's eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly, he didn't speak, he quickly turned around and left with his sleeves, and went to change Sheng Qingdai to go back to rest.

Murong Changqing stared at their backs for a long time, until he couldn't see them, and then turned around and walked towards the gate of the Fang District.

He is still standing at the gate of the Fang District with a waist knife in his hand, exercising his responsibility to seal the city, but his heart is turning upside down, experiencing a drastic change that outsiders can't see.

The slightest fluctuation from the distant starry sky just now not only affected Xie Dongli, but also greatly affected Murong Changqing.

It was like opening a memory box that had been sealed for a long time, and many messy pictures appeared in his mind, and he was at a loss.

Look at this land again, is it really the same place he came to in the first place?

Murong Changqing had a headache for a while, and he couldn't hold it anymore, so he instructed the deputy general beside him: "You help me hold on for a while, and I'll go back and sleep." ”

With his physical strength, he was able to go five days and five nights without sleep during the war.

But today, he is so tired that he has to go back and rest so that he can sort out the things in his heart.

This time, everyone was finally gathered.

This game of chess, at this time, only started to start, right?

Murong Changqing rubbed his forehead, turned over on his horse, and went back to the Changxing Marquis Mansion.

……

Xie Dongli and Ying Sleeve found Sheng Qingdai and said to her, "Miss Shan, go and rest for a while." We've got you covered. ”

Sheng Qingdai had already taught Xie Dongli and Yingsleeve how to use Artemisia annua juice to cure diseases and save people, and when she saw them replacing her, she was really tired, yawned, and handed the medicine box to the two of them, "Then I'm welcome, I'm going back to sleep." Don't wake me up when the king of heaven comes. ”

After Sheng Qingdai left, Xie Dongli took over the treatment work, and Yingsleeve was beside him to help.

The husband and wife sang and sang with each other, and their hearts were the same, and the medical pharmacology of Yingsleeve was originally taught by Xie Dongli, so the two of them were like arms and fingers, and they cooperated very tacitly.

The sun was sinking in the west, the moon was climbing up the clouds, and the day was passing again.

However, the doctors who treated the patients did not rest, but changed them one after another, treating patients infected with falciparum malaria for twelve hours a day.

At dawn the next day, the ancestor of the Sheng family and Sheng Qinghao brought more than a dozen Sheng family members and more than a hundred Sheng family members to the capital of Dongyuan Kingdom.

Their arrival finally eased the tense situation.

When most of the people found out, they settled down completely.

They knew they were finally saved!

……

Xia Fan took Yun Zheng back to Yuan Yingjia's East Palace, and the three of them were in a heavy mood.

Yun Zheng finally stopped spitting black blood. But his face was pale, his breath was weak, and he couldn't even sit up. At first glance, it was very hurt.

Yuan Yingjia was anxious and didn't know what to do.

It's like a gambler who thinks he has caught a straight flush, and suddenly finds that he is dazzled, but in fact, there is a suit that is wrong, and he has changed from the biggest hole card to a chicken rib that can be discarded at any time.

But he couldn't bear to blame Yun Zheng.

This woman who made him feel very similar to his twin Yuan Yinglan.

And he knew that Yun Zheng was indeed somewhat capable, and he was not a liar who pretended to be a god as those people said.

It's just that Ying Sleeve seems to be more capable. Therefore, the cloud kite was compared with the sleeves and fell down.

That's what he fears the most.

Yuan Yingjia covered her face and propped her arms on the desk. Sitting behind a desk, in a messy mood.

"Your Highness?" A voice came in from the door of his study.

It was Xia Fan's voice.

Yuan Yingjia sighed, let go of his hand, and said listlessly: "Come in." ”

Xia Fan pushed open the door and walked in. He looked at Yuan Yingjia for a long time and smiled: "Your Highness, what's the matter?" ”

"What else? It's so bad that it can't be broken anymore. Yuan Yingjia sighed. Leaning back on the circle chair with a white tiger skin, "Perhaps, Lone just doesn't have this luck." ”

"Your Royal Highness, you can't say that." Xia Fan played haha, "You still have the most important hand that has not been revealed." ”

"What card?" Yuan Yingjia stared at Xia Fan and said coldly: "Lone thinks, Lonely's face has been lost." Now the whole capital of Dongyuan Kingdom is probably watching Lone's jokes! ”

Xia Fan smiled and shook his head. He leaned forward, his hands propped up on his desk. said to Yuan Yingjia word by word: "Your Highness, you can't be arrogant. You...... Descendants of the royal family of the Northern Qi Kingdom, the entire Northern Qi Kingdom is your backing and hole card! ”

"What did you say?!" Yuan Yingjia stood up with a bang, glared at Xia Fan, his teeth were fighting, "You...... You...... Don't talk about it! Say this kind of thing, believe it or not, destroy your nine clans?! ”

"Destroy my Nine Clans?" Xia Fan sneered, "I am the only one left in the nine clans of my Xia family, and when the time comes, it will be a big deal if you cut off my head, and it can be regarded as the destruction of the nine clans." ”

Yuan Yingjia looked at Xia Fan with a gloomy face, his eyes flickered, and Xia Fan's words kept echoing in his mind.

"Descendants of the royal family of the Northern Qi Kingdom...... Descendants of the royal family of the Northern Qi Kingdom......"

Is this the secret of the imperial grandmother?

Yuan Yingjia closed his eyes and had already believed most of Xia Fan's words.

Because only in this way can we explain all the strange things that the imperial grandmother said to him before her death.

At that time, he felt that the imperial grandmother was obscure and said such nonsense.

Now that I think about it, it turns out that the imperial grandmother really took great pains for him......

It's a pity he found out too late.

Yuan Yingjia's face was pale, and he sat back on the circle chair all of a sudden, his face full of shock and uneasiness.

"If Your Highness doesn't believe me, you can try this." Xia Fan took out a small dark red translucent stone, "This is an imitation of the famous Sheng family bloodstone, which can test the bloodline, but unfortunately, it is just an imitation." ”

This thing is the letter of nomination given to Xia Fan's father by the outcast of the Sheng family back then.

Although it is only an imitation, the effect is said to be not much worse than that of the real bloodstone.

Xia Fan's father used this bloodstone to test other people's bloodlines many times, and it was accurate and very credible.

"This can test the bloodline?!" Yuan Yingjia's eyes flickered, "Then do you want to check it a priori, me and ...... The blood of the imperial grandfather? ”

He still had a trace of thought, hoping that what Xia Fan said was not true, he was the heir of the authentic Yuan royal family.

Xia Fan rolled his hand, "Of course you can." However, can you get the blood of Emperor Yuan Hong? ”

Yuan Yingjia waved his hand, "Let Gu try." ”

He left the East Palace and went to visit Emperor Yuanhong's dormitory.

The eunuch who happened to be waiting for Emperor Yuan Hong came out with a stack of scarves.

Yuan Yingjia greeted him and asked, "What happened to the emperor's grandfather's illness?" ”

The eunuch lowered his head and said softly, "Your Majesty is terminally ill. ”

Yuan Yingjia glanced at it, and just saw that the towel was stained with blood, and I was afraid that it was spit out......

"So serious? Go and invite the ancestor of the Sheng family to enter the palace to treat His Majesty's illness. Yuan Yingjia hurriedly suggested.

The eunuch said, "I've already gone to invite." Then he bowed and went to the other side.

Yuan Yingjia glanced at his own people.

The man understood, followed, and soon he got a bloodied towel back.

Yuan Yingjia wore the scarf on his sleeve, returned to the East Palace in a hurry, and said to Xia Fan: "Come on, is this okay?" ”

Xia Fan looked at it and asked, "Is it the blood of Emperor Yuanhong?" ”

"Well, I just spit it out."

Xia Fan nodded, got wet with water, dripped the blood onto the bloodstone, and then said to Yuan Yingjia: "Your Highness? ”

Yuan Yingjia cut his index finger and dripped a few drops of blood.

There was no accident, the two drops of blood were completely incompatible on the bloodstone.

He and Emperor Yuan Hong really have no blood relationship at all.

Yuan Yingjia stood in the center of the dormitory blankly, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Xia Fan shook his head, cleaned the drop of blood stone, and took it back to persuade Yuan Yingjia: "Your Highness, don't panic, this is a good thing." ”

Yuan Yingjia gasped, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the bloodstone from Xia Fan's hand.

Xia Fan subconsciously held it tightly and did not let Yuan Yingjia succeed.

The two argued for a split second and accidentally scratched each other's fingers.

And at this time, on the bloodstone that had been washed clean just now, the blood of the two people actually slowly fused and seeped into the inside of the bloodstone.

This is ironclad evidence that the two have a direct blood relationship.

Yuan Yingjia didn't pay attention, but Xia Fan accidentally saw it, and immediately was dumbfounded as if he had been struck by lightning.

His hands trembled, and he could barely hold the bloodstone.

How could it be......

Yuan Yingjia, it turned out to be his species?!

Xia Fan has never thought of this possibility over the years.

It was his plan to let Qi Xueyun hook up with Emperor Qi Xiao and become pregnant.

But later, he did have a bed with Qi Xueyun once.

Just that time, it turned out that Qi Xueyun was not pregnant with Emperor Qi Xiao's child......

She actually hid it so tightly that she didn't say it until she died.

Xia Fan was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

Until Yuan Yingjia came back to his senses and called him: "Lord Xia? ”

Xia Fan closed his eyes, and then looked at Yuan Yingjia, his gaze was different.

"Temple...... Next, let me think about this matter carefully. Xia Fan held the bloodstone tightly, left Yuan Yingjia's bedroom, and returned to the side hall where he and Yun Zheng lived.

Yun Zheng had just woken up, and when he saw Xia Fan in confusion, he subconsciously said, "Lord Xia, did you hear someone talking?" ”

Xia Fan sat on the edge of her bed and tucked the quilt for her, "What sound?" Did someone disturb the rest of the Holy Maiden? ”

Yun Zheng shook his head and said suspiciously, "No, I heard someone talking, but I didn't hear it with my ears." Yun Zheng pointed to his head, "It's here to talk to me." ”

Xia Fan curled the corners of his lips, "The Holy Maiden thinks she's too tired, right?" -- Don't say this to anyone. ”

Hearing someone talking in their heads, isn't that a madman?

Of course, Xia Fan knew that he was not crazy, but he couldn't let Yun Zheng understand the clues.

Now that he knows that Yuan Yingjia is actually his son, Xia Fan's plan in his heart gradually became clear.

Yun Zheng stroked his left wrist, his eyebrows furrowed into a Sichuan character, "Lord Xia, what should we do?" Yingsleeve is too cunning, she ......"

Xia Fan stretched out his hand to stop her from speaking, "Lord Saintess, don't you think that Yingsleeve is not a strong enemy, it is really powerful, is it her husband, Xie Dongli?" ”

Yun Zheng was stunned, "I know that Xie Dongli is very powerful, but he only has Ying sleeve ......."

in order to urge the purple glass remnant in her wrist.

After yesterday's events, Yun Zheng couldn't understand this very well.

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(To be continued.) )