Woke up in severe pain again, and Cheng Huan's open eyes turned out to be frighteningly cold in an instant.

The next moment, Ouyang Gurong's worried face also appeared in front of Cheng Huan's cold eyes.

"Huan'er, bear with it a little longer." Using a white cloth to gently wipe the fine sweat on his forehead for Cheng Huan, Ouyang Gurong's tone was so gentle that it seemed to flow water.

Although he already knew what Yao Dengzhen was going to do, when he really saw it with his own eyes, Ouyang Gurong couldn't help but be slightly worried in his heart.

Cheng Huan didn't speak, the intense pain hit her nerves again and again, and she didn't have the strength to speak anymore.

"Little girl, if you hurt, shout out, don't hold it." The golden needle that sealed several big holes in Cheng Huan's body, with Yao Dengzhen's words, pierced into the depths of the room.

Yao Dengzhen can imagine that even if he is a man, he will be so painful that he can't help but scream.

However, Cheng Huan only shook her head slightly, except for the slightly frowning willow eyebrows and fine sweat that showed her pain, she really did not say a word.

Physical pain is better than a desolation with no spiritual sustenance.

In this life, she has a father and mother who care about her, so even if it is for them, she can still grit her teeth and survive this physical pain.

"Huan'er, I'm with you." Tightening his white jade-like hand, Ouyang Gurong would rather be the one who was suffering from the pain at this moment.

Cheng Huan's body is weak, not only due to the influence of his innate extremely prosperous physique.

Not long after giving birth to Tianjun, Cheng Huan was already weak in qi and blood, and he actually used a powerful spiritual cultivation again.

In this way, many originally minor diseases may also fall into root and torment Chenghuan for a lifetime.

Cheng Huan heard Ouyang Gurong's firm companionship, and he also forcibly pulled his facial muscles, revealing an affirmative smile.

In this way, an hour passed, and Yao Dengzhen withdrew the golden needles in Cheng Huan's body one by one.

At this time, Yao Dengzhen, who was wearing the name of Heavenly Doctor, couldn't help but raise his hand and wipe his forehead, and sure enough, rows of sweat had oozed out.

This time, she continued to prick Cheng Huan with needles, in addition to eliminating the cause of the residual poison in her body, Yao Dengzhen was also "reborn" for Cheng Huan.

Cheng Huan's body was traumatized by extreme severe conditions, and then he practiced magic skills with Ouyang Gurong.

If it's an ordinary person, it's okay, but it's a talented Chenghuan.

At this juncture, if there is no external force to guide and regulate, I am afraid that it will not be long before Cheng Huan's body will be like a candle in the wind, unable to support it.

"Thank you, Uncle Yao, for your reconstruction." Seeing Yao Dengzhen retract the golden needle, Cheng Huan, who was lying on the bed, opened his lips slightly and said softly.

She is a cultivator, and she has read medical books, how could she not feel Yao Dengzhen's deeper intentions.

Although the pain is still gradually relieving, the new and clean energy that fills the limbs and hundreds of corpses, Cheng Huan can feel it without spiritual sense.

Yao Dengzhen took this opportunity to rebuild her body, and naturally recreated it.

"Thank yourself, what the old man sees in his eyes is just a woman who sacrificed her life to save her husband." Yao Dengzhen twisted his eyebrows, and after dropping a small sentence, he walked out of the hut.

If it weren't for Cheng Huan's disregard for his own efforts at that time, Yao Dengzhen would not have been able to do his best for her today.

The relationship of trust between people should always be equal in this way.

In the early morning of the next day, the top of Nanshan.

Cheng Huan's entire petite body curled up in Ouyang Gurong's arms, but a pair of ink-splashed pupils stared intently at the majestic mountains in the east.

Cheng Huan's body was forged by Yao Dengzhen, and it took at least seven days of rotation before he could move flexibly.

It's only the first day, and Cheng Huan's hands and feet don't have the strength yet, so he has to let Ouyang Gurong do it for him.

Ouyang Gurong hugged the petite Chenghuan in his arms, but his black eyes were full of pity.

Cheng Huan turned out to be so thin, even when he was pregnant, he didn't see Cheng Huan get fat.

Now I hugged her again, but I didn't expect her to be as light as a feather, as if she had lost her weight.

"Huan'er, let's put down our family and country for the time being during this time, let's hide on the top of this Nanshan Mountain to recuperate." Lovingly stroking Cheng Huan's forehead, Ouyang Gurong said softly.

Cheng Huan has always been silently accompanying him to run around and fight, but what Cheng Huan really wants in his heart, he has never understood.

"I can hide for a while, but I can't hide for a lifetime. Ah Rong, you shoulder the whole world. Cheng Huan replied calmly.

"Since ancient times, I was born in the emperor's family." When Ouyang Gurong heard Cheng Huan's words, he couldn't help but sigh.

Cheng Huan struggled to raise his pale jade hand and caress Ouyang Gurong's angular face.

On the cold and arrogant face in front of ordinary people, tiredness was obviously written at this time.

However, even after such hard work, Ouyang Gurong had to persevere.

In the eyes of others, he may have given up just a throne. In the eyes of the common people in the world, what they lost was a Ming Jun.

"It's okay...... Ouyang Gurong clenched Cheng Huan's skinny slender hand and sighed helplessly.

Now that you have decided on the path you want to take, you must not give up because of temporary burnout.

Even in order not to hurt the petite person in your arms, you should go on resolutely.

It was at this moment that a ray of golden light shot out from behind the mountains in the distance.

Cheng Huan suddenly exclaimed like a child, "Oh, the sun is up!" ”

Although Cheng Huan has been in this world for more than ten years, such a comfortable and leisurely after-sales sunrise has never happened.

Although the morning dew is not dawning, although Cheng Huan can only rely on Ouyang Gurong's arms to climb to the top of this South Mountain, although his limbs are still aching.

But those did not affect Cheng Huan's reverence for bowing and worshipping at the moment.

Ouyang Gurong's posture did not change, so he wrapped the petite Chenghuan in his arms, and quietly stared at the morning sun in the distance.

At this time, there was already a woman in red standing behind the two of them.

"Lord, the White Tiger said that there is an urgent movement that requires you to make a decision immediately." Frowning slightly, Suzaku returned to normalcy and said in a coquettish voice.

"Bring it in." Ouyang Gurong had also regained his usual cold posture and said calmly.

Leaving his left hand to take the fold handed by Suzaku, Ouyang Gurong just glanced at it in a hurry, and said in a cold voice: "This matter has been said by the king that it will never be discussed again, let the prime minister save it!" ”

Obviously, he didn't expect Ouyang Gurong to suddenly burst into flames, and Cheng Huan was about to raise his eyes to take a look at the content of the excerpt.

Ouyang Gurong had already closed the fold one step faster at this time, and threw it to the ground with a "snap".

As if he had been prepared, Suzaku quietly leaned over and picked up the fold, and continued: "The white tiger also asked, when will you return to Beijing, Lord, the Amaterasu trial is about to ......."

"This king has his own measure, you can step down." Ouyang Gurong said coldly, and then raised a pair of black eyes to look at the rising sun floating with golden light.

"Amaterasu Trial, what is it?" The vigilant Cheng Huan had already grasped the key words and asked softly.

Ouyang Gurong looked at Cheng Huan with a concerned face in his arms, and after a while, he said softly: "The triennial Amaterasu Trial is a martial arts competition jointly organized by the wealthy families in the capital, not only has rich prizes, but the winner can also get the attention of the royal family, so that it can be reused by the royal family. ”

Speaking of this, Ouyang Gurong was visibly stunned.

Cheng Huan knew that in fact, more important information should still be in the future, so he didn't urge, just quietly waited for Ouyang Gurong to continue.

"And this Amaterasu trial is actually a test of the true strength of the princes of several parties." After a long pause, Ouyang Gurong continued.

Only then did Cheng Huan understand the reason why Ouyang Gurong wanted to speak and stopped.

This trial, on the surface, is a competition between rich and noble families, but in fact it is a contest between princes.

Those so-called rich giants have actually already chosen the prince who is obedient and dependent, and will help them in this trial.

"What my father is most afraid of is that the princes form gangs, but he looks down on the princes who have no strength." Ouyang Gurong continued.

Cheng Huan smiled, it turned out that this was what Ouyang Gurong was worried about.

How to balance all the forces so that they do not appear completely in favor of one of the princes.

In this way, the true demeanor of Ouyang Gurong can be reflected.

"When is the Amaterasu Trial?" Cheng Huan asked softly.

"The fifteenth of next month." Ouyang Gurong replied in a deep voice.

"When I'm well, I'll go to Phantom Flower Valley first, and then rush back to the capital, it's still too late." Cheng Huan said with a smile.

Ouyang Gurong, who has always been alone, how could he worry about those troublesome things.

Cheng Huan knew that what Ouyang Gurong was really worried about was actually her body.