Qingyun frowned when he heard this, and the tips of his eyebrows were dyed with sharp edges, which were cold and gloomy.

After leaving the Liang Kingdom, they went to Yongping County in Beisha County, one was to visit Su Zihan and Bingying, and the other was to inspect the Shenrui Camp and Lan Yunqi.

In less than a year, Yongping County, which was originally poor and rampant with banditry, has become full of vitality, bandits are almost eliminated, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.

It's just that when she was leaving, Bing Ying's eyes seemed to be a little complicated, and she looked like she wanted to say something, at that time she thought that it was a rare reunion between the two Bing Ying was reluctant to let her go, but now that she thinks about it, Bing Ying should know what she heard, but she didn't say it for some reason.

It was she who was careless, and she didn't think carefully about the hidden meaning behind Bingying's abnormal behavior, so that she missed the opportunity and endangered the safety of her father and the emperor.

"Why didn't you report to the palace in time?"

"Miss Qiao said that she was just suspicious, there was no conclusive evidence, and she was worried that the princess would be anxious, and she was also afraid that leaking it would cause panic among the government and the opposition."

Knowing that Bingying's concerns are reasonable, after all, the crime of vain government is unforgivable, and Qingyun can't say anything: "Since you got the specific news three days ago, why didn't you hide it and not report it?" ”

No wonder she has been having nightmares these days, always dreaming that her father and all her relatives are covered in blood, or killed, or burned, or pierced through the heart by ten thousand arrows, which is clearly an omen.

Murong Qingyi said that more than three months ago, his father was hit by 'forgetting worries', and his father had been wearing a blood jade fused with her blood, if his father was in danger of his life, she should have sensed it, but she didn't feel it at all, what was going on?

"The slave maid (Weichen) (subordinate) should die, please punish the princess (nine princesses) (master)!" The crowd pleaded guilty.

"Reprimand? Can you be punished as if it didn't happen? Will punishing you be able to protect your father and the emperor in advance? Will you be punished so that all your subjects will be spared from suffering? cough cough cough ......"

Qingyun was angry at everyone's concealment, and even regretted his carelessness, and his anger caused him to cough violently, and his originally pale face appeared an unusual flush.

Reaching out and patting Qingyun's back to smooth her, and at the same time took out a brocade and handed it to her, Mo Xuan was very distressed: "Xiyan is dissipated, and the body is important." ”

Turning sideways to avoid Mo Xuan's touch, and waving his hand to knock off the Jinpa in his hand, Qingyun forcibly endured the bursts of fishy sweetness that surged up in his throat, and his deep eyes stared at him for a moment, and said word by word: "You already know about this?" ”

"Yes!" The pain in his hand came, Mo Xuan's expression froze, looking at Qingyun, whose face was as cold as frost, his eyebrows flashed with sorrow, and a trace of uneasiness floated in his heart.

"You already knew! Hehehe......" Qingyun laughed angrily.

Before she swore to Murong Qingyi that Gu Qinglian's tragedy would not be repeated, but she didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, she would repeat the same mistakes.

In her previous life, she was obsessed with Sima Chun, and finally ended up with such a tragic ending, and in this life, she finally threw away her heart and wanted to stay with Mo Xuan for the rest of her life, but unfortunately it was a deception.

What is this? The retribution that God gave her? Or is it a causal cycle?

The suppressed pain and resolute laughter, everyone couldn't help but tremble when they heard it, Mo Xuan only felt that his mind was blank, his heart was painful, and he opened his mouth to eagerly want to explain, who knew that Qingyun had already asked sharply: "You promised to be honest with each other in this palace, but what happened?" Knowing that your father and all your relatives are thousands of times more important than the lives of this palace, you know that your father and all your relatives have suffered a catastrophe of life and death, but you deliberately conceal this palace! You go, Hongu never wants to see you again! ”

After speaking, Qingyun could no longer suppress the reverse flow of qi and blood in his body, and suddenly spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood, his eyes turned black, and the whole person fell straight to the ground.

"Xiyan (Princess) (Master) (Nine Princesses)!"

Everyone's expressions changed suddenly, and everyone wanted to catch her, but there was a faster figure, hugging her falling body the moment she landed.

Mo Xuan lowered his head and looked at the person he loved, his eyes were closed, his face was pale and colorless, his whole body instinctively trembled lightly and gradually cold, fragile like a fragile porcelain doll, which would disappear as soon as the wind blew, leaving him and leaving this world, no one could keep it.

The blood that kept flowing from the corners of her mouth seemed to come from Mo Xuan's heart, and he was suddenly frightened and frightened, he was not even afraid of his own death, but he was only afraid that she would leave him.

At this moment, Mo Xuan's heart was like being delayed, as if he wanted to die alive and painfully.

"Brother Mo Xian......"

Seeing that Mo Xuan's face was full of sorrow and pain, and his black eyes were as red as red, not to mention his heart, Nangong Junfei, who knew his affection for the Ninth Princess, didn't want to disturb, but it was urgent to treat the Ninth Princess, so he reminded softly: "Hurry up and treat the Ninth Princess, and other things will be talked about later!" ”

As if to be empowered, Mo Xuan suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly strode to the side of the bed with Qingyun in his arms, gently put her on the bed, and said at the same time: "Xiyan's qi and blood reflux leads to the attack of cold poison, Master Mingyin, Pushan Daoist, trouble the two of them to guide Xiyan's internal force to protect her heart, I will use a golden needle to relieve her cold poison; Dancing shadow, according to the previous recipe to fry a pair of decoction; Lou Haiyang, Yu Peiyao, led people to guard around the inn; As for stabilizing the situation in Xinggu County, there is the Lord of the Lao Ye Pavilion, Brother Nangong to assist Lord Zhang and General Liao! ”

"Yes!" The people answered with one voice, and then each did his duty.

Mo Xuan said to Lan Jue again: "Lan Jue, help Xiyan sit up!" ”

Lan Jue then hurriedly walked to the side of the bed, carefully helped Qingyun up, and Master Mingyin and Daoist Pushan immediately sat cross-legged behind Qingyun, with their palms on the shoulder blades of her back, and the strong internal force continued to enter her body.

Mo Xuan, on the other hand, sat in front of Qingyun, took out the golden needles he carried with him, pierced them into the main acupuncture points on her body one by one, and slowly twisted them.

The fainting light cloud only felt as if he was in a thousand-year-old cold pool, the cold and severe pain instantly spread to the whole body, every inch of skin, every bone was painful to the extreme, and then there were two heat* currents slowly pouring into the body, one cold and one hot, as if ice and fire were two heavens, I couldn't help frowning and snorting softly, my voice was suppressed, but my eyes were still closed.

"Hmmm......"

Hearing Qingyun's soft hum, Master Mingyin, Daoist Pushan, and Lan Jue's complexion changed, but now is the critical moment, and the three of them are inconvenient to ask.

Master Mingyin and Daoist Pushan were still concentrating on inputting internal force to protect Qingyun's heart, while slowly guiding her internal force to suppress the raging cold air.

And Mo Xuan applied the golden needle technique on the one hand, and on the other hand, he took the pulse of Qingyun, and then he was shocked to realize that her cold poison had traces of an attack, and more than once, he was suddenly frightened and annoyed, and he was frightened that her cold poison had become so dangerous, and he was annoyed that she was not by her side, and he didn't know anything about it.

About three hours passed, and the cold poison in Qingyun's body gradually subsided, and his breath was stable and even, but his eyes were still closed and there was no sign of awakening.

Master Mingyin and Pushan Dao breathed a long sigh of relief, only to find that the sweat had already soaked through the placket of their clothes, and even their foreheads were oozing fine cold sweat.

Retrieved the golden needle, gently helped Qingyun to lie flat on the bed, carefully checked the pulse to make sure she was okay, Mo Xuan thanked Master Mingyin and Pushan Daochang, told the two to go back to the room to rest, and instructed Lan Jue to bring hot water, instructed Lan Jue to retreat and close the door tightly, gently took off* off Qingyun's sweat-soaked clothes, wrung out the cloth soaked in hot water and gently wiped* her body, then changed into clean clothes, covered with a quilt, and then called Wuying in.

took the decoction that had been heated several times in Wuying's hand, waved his hand to let Wuying retreat, then returned to the bed and sat down, helped the weak and weak Qingyun to lean in his arms, Mo Xuan held the soup bowl in one hand, picked up a small spoon in the other hand and scooped the decoction to his lips and blew it, until he felt that the temperature was right, he carefully fed Qingyun to take it.

Putting the empty soup bowl on the wooden table next to her, Mo Xuan carefully helped Qingyun to lie back on the bed, then lay on her side, pulled the quilt to cover the two of them, and the arms under the quilt hugged her tightly into her arms, burying her head in her ears, her voice was hoarse but full of regretless affection: "Xiyan, sleep well, when you wake up, we will face it together!" ”

Mo Xuan, who didn't sleep for a day and a night, didn't eat or drink, and tried his best to save his lover, had already reached the limit, and at this moment his lover was safe and sound, naturally relaxed physically and mentally, and accompanied his lover to sleep.

I thought that Qingyun's cold poison had subsided, and he should wake up soon, but who knew that the night had passed but there was still no sign of waking up, Mo Xuan had taken the pulse and there was nothing abnormal, everyone only said that Qingyun was angry for a while and hurt his body and this cold poison attack was so fierce that he should rest more, although he was worried about Qingyun, everyone didn't think much about it, and they performed their duties.

Unexpectedly, three days and three nights passed, and Qingyun still did not wake up, and everyone panicked and rushed to Qingyun's room.

Looking at Qingyun lying quietly on the bed, her eyes were closed, her face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, if it weren't for the slight rise and fall in her chest, people would think that she was dead, as if someone was pulling everyone's hearts with her hands, painful and anxious.

"Mo Gongzi, why hasn't the princess woken up yet?" The purple-clothed guards and dark guards led by Lan Jue were all anxious, but more worried.

Holding Qingyun's hand with both hands and putting it to his lips, Mo Xuan's eyes were as red as red, his heart was already numb and hollow in pain, and his life seemed to have come to an end.

looked at the quiet and sleeping light cloud, and then looked at the three days and two nights without closing his eyes, without eating a mouthful of food or drinking a sip of water, the whole person was haggard and mournful like Mo Xuan of the old man in the twilight, Master Mingyin folded his hands and recited a Buddha name, beckoned everyone to exit the room and closed the door.

In the room, Mo Xuan kissed Qingyun's hand over and over again, and the voice full of grief and remorse echoed in the room.