Nanchuan Imperial Palace, Imperial Study.

After Nangong Qingyun left the Yunwang Mansion, he bathed and changed his clothes to wash away the smell of blood. waved away the people around him and entered the secret room under the table again. The moment the passage closed, a dark shadow followed.

Walking up the long staircase, I opened the locked iron door, and as usual, I saw the woman in blue holding a folding fan inside.

"The empress returned to the palace so soon, but can you hear the truth? Mi'er thought she would have to wait a little longer. The woman in blue smiled faintly, outlining an arc on her lips.

"Miss Mi'er, what you see with your own eyes, is indeed the same as the woman in the portrait. Seven orifices bleed, thinking that he died of poisoning. Nangong Qingyun now recalls the scene he saw in the wooden box, and still feels a pang of nausea. The eyes that had faded away seemed to be staring at her, lingering.

"Can you really see it, is it indeed the Ninth Princess herself?" Mi'er put away the open folding fan and verified.

"What I saw with my own eyes was indeed the woman in the painting. What's next? Isn't it time to deal with Nangong Liuyun? "Nangong Qingyun's biggest headache is Nangong Liuyun who holds the blood jade flute, plus he is a descendant of the bloodline, and if he doesn't die for a day, she can't be at ease.

"Don't worry, the empress, my master will naturally not break his promise to you. The empress and others will release the news first, saying that there are murderers who use the corpse of Princess Fengling to provoke the Yunwang Mansion, His Royal Highness the Yunwang has lost his wife and grief, and the oil has run out. After a moment of silence, Mi'er's eyes twinkled and she had an idea.

"Who doesn't know that the one who is most looking forward to his death is the royal sister Lone, how can anyone believe it?" Nangong Qingyun asked rhetorically, she didn't want to ask a famous doctor for Nangong Liuyun, wishing that he would die sooner rather at ease.

"Your Majesty, this is not to invite a famous doctor for King Yun, the point is to let the entire Chiqing Continent know that Princess Fengling Changle, who can bring auspiciousness, is dead. And, you must know that the healer kills people, and it can be said that it is easy to show no trace. "Mi'er supports her forehead, no wonder the master wants her to stay in Nanchuan, this woman who has no brains and only cares about her immediate interests is indeed a suitable puppet as the master said.

There was a click, an inaudible cracking sound...

"What people!"

Mi'er swung her folding fan out, and flew after her to the spot where the sound came from. The folding fan was inserted into the rock wall on one side, and the tip of the fan was stained with a drop or two of blood. Mi'er pulled out the folding fan on the rock wall, and watched her surroundings in anticipation. At this time, a chill made her keenly perceive the palm wind behind her, leaned down slightly, and waved the folding fan behind her with her backhand.

In the darkness, a muffled snort sounded, followed by an unmistakable slap on Mi'er's back. Mi'er was slapped to the ground, blood spilling from the corners of her mouth, and a black figure passed by when she heard the sound of something falling.

When Nangong Qingyun arrived, he only saw Mi'er, who barely stood up on the rock wall, and the black iron folding fan that fell to the ground and was stained red with blood. The entrance to the top of the staircase had long since been opened, and no clues could be found other than the blood dripping from the stairs.

"Empress, this time I was kissed by me, and I won't live long! Please note that there is no tail to follow later! Mi'er, who stood up against the wall, wiped away the blood that had spilled from her mouth, and said coldly. After saying that, he turned around and walked back to the stone room, and left through another secret passage in the stone room.

Nangong Qingyun stood on the stairs alone, his face pale. She could think of who was eavesdropping on her toes, in the entire Nanchuan, the only one who dared to send someone to break into the imperial study to keep an eye on the emperor was the bold Nangong Liuyun! Even if you are still breathing, you still want to hear the news!

Nangong Liuyun! Lonely, I'm not done with you!

Nangong Qingyun hammered on the rock wall with a fist, smashing out a bowl-sized pit. The pale face went out of the secret road, recruited the palace attendants, issued an edict according to the words of the girl Mi'er, and explained that a few more copies were sent to the monarchs of Fengling, Dongli, Beishu and other countries. Immediately afterwards, Nangong Qingyun summoned the attendants on duty in the imperial study, and found that there was one person missing, so he ordered the commander of the forbidden army to take three hundred forbidden troops to the Yunwang Mansion to search for the assassin.

Cloud King's Mansion.

"Master, master, save Yingxi!!"

Dressed in palace clothes, Ying Qian, who didn't have time to change his clothes, hurriedly flew into the Wanyun Residence with Ying Xi, who was already unconscious. The young man with a delicate face was full of panic and red eyes, and as soon as he entered the door, he fell to his knees with a thud.

"What's going on? Dead demons, come by the hand and carry people to the bed. Feng Wanwan, who was sitting at the table flipping through the medical books, was interrupted by Ying Qi, who suddenly rushed in and knelt down, raised her eyes to look at this appearance, and hurriedly stepped forward. Taking into account the reputation of Yingxi's man, after Feng Wanwan simply took the pulse, she urged Nangong Liuyun to come over and take a hand.

"Master, save him! A lot of blood, a lot of blood! ”

Yingqian and Yingxi have been together for many years, and Yingxi's empty left hand was also lost to save him. Originally, he followed Nangong Qingyun today, but Ying Xi stopped him and followed him in. Unexpectedly, when he heard the secret signal to open the secret passage, Yingxi fell into his arms as soon as he came out.

"Don't worry, go and invite Maple Mian Gongzi!"

Yingxi is a man's body, and it is inconvenient for him to deal with it. Moreover, after checking the pulse, he found that Yingxi had been hit by a poison called Liqi, so he could only ask Fengmian to come over and see if there was a way to detoxify it.

"Yes, my subordinates will go and ask for it."

Without saying a word, Ying Qi got up and rushed out of the room. After a while, he hurriedly ran back with the medicine box in one hand and Feng Mian in the other.

Feng Mian was originally feeding Feng Wanyan medicine, but a young man in black rushed in, knelt directly on the ground and cried and begged him to go to Wanyunju to save people. Feng Wanyan thought that something had happened to Wanwan or King Yun, and hurriedly asked Feng Mian to put down the medicine bowl and come over.

"Feng Mian, come on! I checked the pulse, Liuyun checked it for him, and there were marks of stabbing on his left chest with a sharp weapon, and there were also scratches on his shoulder, and he was kissed. Seeing Feng Mian coming, Feng Wanwan pulled him to the bed and pointed to the unconscious one-armed man on the bed. Looking at the hands held by the two, standing beside the bed, Nangong Liuyun raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Wanwan, don't worry, the kiss is not incomprehensible."

Feng Mian sat on the edge of the bed, checked Yingxi's eyes, and put his fingers on Yingxi's wrist.

"Little one, you are so inconvenient here, come, come out with your husband! Shadow Qiang, stay here! ”

"Hey, dead demon, you, why are you dragging me? You let go of me, you ......"

After Feng Mian began to check Ying Xi's pulse, Nangong Liuyun dragged Feng Wanwan out of the room by the collar of Feng Wanwan, and walked silently all the way to the palace garden.

"Little guy, you tell your husband, what is your relationship with that Fengmian? Don't just be awaited! Well? Nangong Liuyun stopped, slipped on Feng Wanwan's collar with one hand, and pressed Feng Wanwan's shoulder with the other.

"Dead demon, you, you hurt me!" Feng Wanwan raised his eyes to look at the man in front of him, his dark red eyes were filled with storms.

"Tell the husband!"

Nangong Liuyun suddenly began to panic and fear after that night. He wanted to protect the little one, but he didn't want to share it with anyone else. He wants to make the little one happy, but he just wants to be the only one who can make the little one happy. He didn't know what was wrong with him, he didn't have the calmness and chic he used to have.

"Dead demon, it's not like you haven't seen Fengmian, haven't you seen him and Siqin when you were at the main peak of Moyun?" Feng Wanwan didn't know what Nangong Liuyun's sudden action meant, he had obviously seen Feng Mian, why was he so excited?

"Your husband has always treated them as your attendants, and nothing else. But why are you holding him by the hand? Why did he call you? Nangong Liuyun couldn't control himself, and the hand that pressed on Feng Wanwan's shoulder became more and more intense, and the strength made Feng Wanwan frown.

"Dead demon, it hurts, I hurt so much when you pinched it! They are my attendants, and they will be my sidehusbands, and this is a position that has been established a long time ago. I've always wanted to tell you, but there are too many things to delay, so I haven't had time to tell you. Feng Wanwan said with a frown.

Originally, after the wedding, she was going to admit Siqin Fengmian into the door, but she didn't have time to meet the palace change. Later, when she was fleeing, when Siqin Fengmian returned to her, Nangong Liuyun needed to rush back to Nanchuan again, and she didn't have time to say it again.

After three years respectively, when she became the Lord of Mocheng and rushed to Nanchuan, Nanchuan did one thing after another, saving the three emperor brothers, saving Nangong Liuyun, and then judging Su Rui, fighting the Li family, followed by the breakthrough of the soul trick, the palace went to the banquet, and tried the traitor. And she took Feng Mian into the mansion to take care of the third emperor brother, Nangong Liuyun knew about it, and there was no objection, she thought that Nangong Liuyun would not mind, but she didn't expect it to be like this.

"Little one, did you deliberately hide it from me or didn't have time, can you make it clear? You can give you anything, but you can't share it with others! No! You're mine alone! The more Nangong Liuyun spoke, the more crazy she became, Feng Wanwan could hear the sound of her shoulder dislocating, and the severe pain made her wave away Nangong Liuyun's hand on her shoulder.

"Dead demons, I'm sincere to each and every one of you! I love you all with all my heart! Feng Wanwan grabbed the other arm with one hand and aimed it at the joint, pushing and pulling, and let out a muffled snort in her mouth. Covering his shoulders, he said frankly.

"Little one, are you still hiding it from me? In addition to Siqin and Fengmian, how many people are you going to accept? You say! Nangong Liuyun looked injured and roared angrily.

"Death demon, you are the husband I am marrying, but Si Qin and Feng Mian have followed me for many years and have already lived in my heart. In addition to them, there is also Ji Chi of Dongli...... Hmm......" Feng Wanwan hadn't finished speaking, and was stopped by Nangong Liuyun with a kiss. This kiss was mixed with tyranny, anger, and grievances, tears flowed from the corners of Nangong Liuyun's eyes to Feng Wanwan's lips, and the bitter taste swept Feng Wanwan's heart.

Feng Wanwan knew that she was sorry for Nangong Liuyun, but everyone was an inseparable existence for her. Nangong Liuyun escorted her many times to save her, and was in trouble many times for her; Siqin took on the burden of Mocheng for her and saved her from her worries; Feng Mian followed her on a long journey, and saved her father and saved her; For her sake, Ji Chi gave up the position of prime minister of Dongli and wholeheartedly helped her build the Dongli branch. She wasn't sure if there would be other men in the future, so she didn't know how to appease the man in front of her.

Hiss......

Nangong Liuyun bit the corner of Feng Wanwan's lips, and the rusty taste of blood spread in the mouths of the two, but in the face of Nangong Liuyun's tears, Feng Wanwan didn't push away his thoughts. Instead, he stretched out his hands and pulled the man into his arms, responding to his kiss with the hottest hug.

"Little one, I hate you for my husband's affection, I hate you for concealment, but I love you more for my husband than I hate you. It's painful here, but I'm still unwilling to dig you out of here. If you are defeated for your husband, you will be completely defeated. Little one, what you owe to your husband, pay it back with the rest of your life! Nangong Liuyun burst into tears, and took Feng Wanwan's hand and put it in his heart. The pride of being the prince made him unacceptable, and the selfishness of being a husband made him want to be alone, but as long as he thought of separating from the little guy, his heart hurt.

"Dead demons, I'm sorry ......"

"No, I don't want to listen to your sorry!"

"Death demon, I love you!"

"Little one, I love you more!"