Nanchuan, Yunwang Mansion.

"Dead demon, can you help me with something?"

"Little one, what do you want to do for your husband?"

"Announce, Fengling Ninth Princess, death."

Feng Wanwan said a word extremely calmly, but Nangong Liuyun, who was sitting beside her, couldn't calm down. The teacup in his hand shattered in response, and the fragments cut Nangong Liuyun's palm, and blood overflowed, but he didn't feel the pain.

After a night, Feng Wanwan had adjusted from her collapsed mood. Pulled Nangong Liuyun's bleeding hand, lowered his head and took out the gold sore medicine, applied it to the wound little by little and bandaged it with gauze.

"Little one, do you know what you're talking about?"

Nangong Liuyun looked at the woman in front of her who was bowing her head and bandaging the waves without being alarmed, and she had the urge to pry this little head open to see what structure was inside, could it be that the matter of the Chu family scared her stupid?

"Dead demon, I'm not crazy, I'm not stupid, don't look at me with a caring and mentally retarded look." Feng Wanwan could feel Nangong Liuyun's eyes, and at the moment when the knot was finally knotted, she secretly used a little more strength to successfully make Nangong Liuyun frown.

"Hey, little one, you've murdered your husband!" Nangong Liuyun pulled out his hand and frowned aggrievedly.

"Dead demon, do you remember what I said when I first came to Nanchuan? The goal of the Tianzi mission of the Rose List is Feng Ling, the ninth princess of Feng Ling. And I, as the young sect master of the Ghost Sect, took it personally. Feng Wanwan's body turned, nestled into Nangong Liuyun's arms, and leaned on his shoulder.

"So, what does this have to do with announcing your death?" Nangong Liuyun was puzzled, revealing a slightly surprised and confused look.

"I probably guessed who issued the task, since I want Princess Fengling to die, it will be what people want. However, the young sect master of the Ghost Sect personally took action, and the remuneration was very expensive. ”

Feng Wanwan leaned on Nangong Liuyun's arms, enjoying the peace of mind that this man brought her. She always thought that she would resist this inexplicable marriage, but she didn't expect to go around for many years and become a veritable husband and wife. This is what people often say, fate.

"You little fox, stay with that fox cub less in the future, you will be taken away." Nangong Liuyun finally understood Feng Wanwan's intention to ask him to announce his death, and tapped Feng Wanwan's forehead with one finger, with a look of admiration in his eyes.

The jade fox, who was sleeping soundly at the foot of the bed, suddenly felt a chill, is it going to change?

That night, Ying Qing rescued Ying Qing from Xinglin Restaurant in the north of the city. Fortunately, I only suffered a little bit of flesh and skin, and it was fine. After settling down with Ying Qing, Ying Yan came to Wanyunju to restore his life. The three of them talked at night, and they didn't leave the cloud house until the third quarter of the hour.

Early the next morning, a wooden box that was still dripping blood hung on the plaque of Yunwangfu, and a note with a rose flower pattern was inserted in the dagger.

After the discussion outside the mansion became louder and louder, the shadow guard who came out to open the door took down the box and sent it into the mansion. Immediately afterwards, the news that King Yun vomited blood and fell into a coma came out of the Cloud Palace, and the shadow guards who flew out of the Cloud King Mansion could be seen going in the direction of the palace, and after a while, a few old men wearing official uniforms carrying medical boxes on their backs flashed past the gate of the palace.

"Dead demon, let the shadow die hang a box, and actually made such blood stains! Are your people so over-the-top? ”

Wanyun Curry, Feng Wanwan stared at the box on the table that was still oozing blood and frowned, and Nangong Liuyun, who was leaning on the head of the bed, lightly hooked his lips and looked even more enchanting. Explain the shadow to toss some movements, and it is really competent. It is estimated that soon the capital will spread that the ninth princess of Fengling was killed, and the murderer hung his head at the door of the Yunwang Mansion to provoke, and the Yunwang lost his wife and was grief-stricken.

And in another room of Yunwang Mansion, an arm stretched out from under the bed curtain, and a group of old men with medicine boxes on their backs stepped forward one after another to check the pulse, and after taking the pulse, they all shook their heads and stood up, with an expression of disbelief. There was only one person who sat at the table and drank tea since he entered the room, without taking the pulse, asking for a consultation, or participating. This person is the Yuan Cheng of the Tai Hospital, known as the medical saint Yu Mengqi.

"Yuyuan Cheng, I'll wait for His Royal Highness to come out of the clouds, and I'll take action in person!"

After a few old men finished taking the pulse, they discussed it and found that the pulse that everyone said was inconsistent. It is said that the pulse is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, the coming and going are unknown, and the pulse cannot be felt when pressed again. It is said that the pulse cannot be felt by pressing lightly, but it can be diagnosed by pressing again, and it appears soft and weak. It is also said that the pulse is vague, and if there is none, the desire is never extinct. There were different opinions, and it was impossible to judge what kind of illness King Yun had committed for a while.

Yu Mengqi, who was sitting and drinking tea, stroked his gray beard and raised his hand to ask the old men to stop arguing. Putting down the teacup, he slowly walked to the side of the bed, and put his two fingers on the exposed wrist.

Ying Nan, who was lying in the bed and pretending to be Nangong Liuyun, felt that his heart was about to jump out, although after the master mother repeatedly promised to take the jade white pill, no one could detect it. But no one told him that even the medical saint had been brought to the Yunwang Mansion. That's a medical saint, how can I escape the eyes of others with such a little trick.

Just when Ying Nan felt that her heartbeat was about to explode, Yu Mengqi had already stopped taking her pulse and said something in a low and slow voice.

"This person has no cure."

After speaking, Yu Mengqi walked out of the room, and the shadow who was waiting outside the door sent the imperial doctors out of the house, and when Yu Mengqi was leaving, he glanced back at the gate of the Cloud King's Mansion and whispered, interesting.

Soon, the rumors of the medical saint announcing that King Yun had no cure also spread to the streets and alleys of the capital. Some people who have seen the blood box have continued to process and spread the rumors. In the end, it was rumored in the streets and alleys that King Yun and his wife, the ninth princess, Feng Wanwan, were killed, and King Yun was grief-stricken and wanted to be martyred with her.

After Li Feng received the news that his son was demoted, he sent someone to investigate, saying that on the second day after His Majesty invited King Yun's family banquet, An'er was demoted to promise and grounded in Anyun Palace. Li Feng believed that it was King Yun's actions that caused Concubine An to be demoted, so he had been paying attention to the movements of King Yun's mansion. Naturally, she didn't miss the news that caused a sensation in the capital and King Yun was seriously ill, which was good news for her.

"Come, change clothes, this official wants to enter the palace to meet Your Majesty."

Li Feng opened his mouth, and the attendant who was guarding outside the study heard about it, and asked the attendant to fetch Li Feng's official uniform and prepare the carriage.

After Li Feng changed into his official uniform and dressed neatly, he got into the carriage and went all the way to the palace.

Nanchuan Imperial Palace, Imperial Study.

"Li Xiang came in a hurry, but what's the matter?" Nangong Qingyun put down the cinnabar pen in his hand and looked at Li Feng, who was kneeling in front of the table.

"Back to Your Majesty, there is indeed one thing. This morning, a wooden box was hung on the door of the Yunwang Mansion at some point, and the box was still oozing blood. It is said that after opening the box, King Yun vomited blood and became ill. Li Feng knelt in the palace of the imperial study and explained the reason for entering the palace.

"Oh? Is this serious? ”

"Your Majesty can invite all the doctors on duty in the Tai Hospital, and you will know as soon as you ask. By the way, I heard that the medical saint Yu Mengqi was also taken by the people of Yunwangfu to check the pulse. ”

Nangong Qingyun sat at the table, thinking of the news that Empress Fengling had sent to her, and suddenly felt that the sword hanging over her head seemed to have disappeared. Nangong Liuyun, it turns out that you don't need to make a lone move, just using a woman's life can crush you. Sure enough, the man is soft-hearted and useless.

"Come on, please come to the imperial study to face the saint."

Nangong Qingyun asked the palace attendant who was waiting on the side to go to the Tai Hospital to invite Yu Mengqi. Doctor Yu Mengqi, his words have more weight than all the imperial doctors in the Tai Hospital combined, and his diagnosis has never been missed.

Half an hour later, the palace attendant returned to the imperial study alone and presented a letter written by His Majesty himself. Nangong Qingyun opened the letter, and a few words accompanied by bursts of medicinal fragrance jumped on the paper.

The letter reads: The old man kept his promise and served as a resident of Tai Hospital for 20 years. Today, at the end of twenty years, it is time for the old man to leave. What His Majesty wants to ask, the old man diagnoses, there is no medicine to treat, and there is no lie.

Nangong Qingyun put away the letterhead, she was sorry for the departure of the medical saint Yu Mengqi, but she couldn't force it. Yu Mengqi has an arrogant personality, if it weren't for the emperor's life-saving grace to him, he would definitely not have succumbed to the Tai Hospital for twenty years. And what she wants to know already knows the result, which is what makes Nangong Qingyun even happier.

"Li Xiang, please get up quickly. Today is the happiest day for Lonely, the trouble of his henchmen is about to be removed, and Nanchuan is finally firmly in Lone's hands. ”

Nangong Qingyun walked down and personally helped Li Feng up from the ground, the smile on his face couldn't be suppressed, as if he had executed Nangong Liuyun.

"Your Majesty, what should I do next?" Li Feng also wanted King Yun to die, so he asked quietly.

"Li Xiang, you go back and stare at the Yunwang Mansion first, and tell Gu Yu at any time if there is any movement. What to do next, you have to think about it. Nangong Qingyun wanted to tell the good news to the people sent by Empress Fengling, and then discuss the next layout, so he let Li Feng go back first.

After Li Feng left the imperial study, Nangong Qingyun waved away everyone around him, turned the inkstone on the table in the imperial study, and moved the seat back, revealing a pitch-black hole and a ladder extending downward. Nangong Qingyun lifted her dress and walked down the stairs. After the whole person entered the hole, the seat above the hole moved again and returned to its original position.

Nangong Qingyun went all the way down, walked to the bottom of an iron door, raised his hand and turned the handle ring outside the door three times, and the iron door opened. Inside was a stone room, and a woman in blue was already waiting for her with a folding fan in hand.

"Miss Mi'er, Nangong Liuyun has received the box of the Rose Killer, what should I do next?" Nangong Qingyun arched his hand.

"Empress Nanchuan is such a big gift, Mi'er can't afford it. This is all the master's clever strategy, and next, please ask the empress to go to the Yunwang Mansion in person to confirm the authenticity of the box in the name of visiting. This is the portrait of the Nine Princesses, please keep it away. If the box is indeed the head of the nine princesses, then it is feasible to do a big thing. The woman in blue took out a portrait from her sleeve, and the woman on the painting was painted by Feng Ke herself, and she was dressed as a happy outfit.

"I'll go to Yunwang's Mansion to visit after a while, and I need a lot of help from the girl for big things." Nangong Qingyun put away the portrait and bowed again.

"Your Majesty is gracious. If Mi'er can help His Majesty, he should do his best. By the way, Your Majesty should not forget the five cities promised to the master. The woman in blue supported her with the tip of her fan, reminding Nangong Qingyun not to forget the covenant.

"As long as you can help Gu get rid of the big trouble in your heart, the five cities on the border of Nanchuan will be presented by Gu with both hands."

"In this way, Mi'er wishes Your Majesty what he wants."