Still Langtian also quickly got dressed and waited by the bed. When Concubine Feng got out of bed, he hurried to help, but was pushed away by Concubine Feng with her hand: he killed her person and asked for her body. She's still jealous!

Concubine Feng hurried to the door, she wanted to escape from this humiliating place as soon as possible. But the moment she pushed the door, she suddenly realized that she must have her hair in a messy bun. She hurriedly sorted it out with both hands, ready to go out again after it was quickly sorted out. At such an instant, still Langtian stepped forward and hugged her.

He put one hand around Concubine Feng's slender waist, and with the other hand, he took off Concubine Feng's hands that were arranging her hair, so that they hung naturally on both sides. And he raised his hand, carefully arranged Concubine Feng's hair, and said while tidying up:

"Sister Feng, angry?"

"You're murderous and frivolous. And 'what' you can't do? Concubine Feng's face was ugly.

"I'm going to say - I mean it to you! You wouldn't believe it, would you? You can't be fooled by what you just did! "Still Langtian is telling the truth.

"There are more women! Not one worse than me! Concubine Feng's face warmed up a little.

"But there's only one Sister Feng!" Still Langtian had already arranged her hair bun for her, held her in his arms with both hands, and said softly,

"You need me! Your Highness needs me! Isn't it? ”

"Aren't you afraid that we will kill you when we are full of feathers?" Concubine Feng was also tentative. Because, now, she and Her Royal Highness really need someone to protect them.

"From now on, we will be a family! How can there be a reason for a family to kill a family? "Still Langtian knows Concubine Feng's thoughts. With that, he put his lips to her forehead and kissed her carefully.

"But your reputation has been ruined by you!" Concubine Feng thought to herself: Before I met you, the old lady was innocent!

"Isn't my reputation ruined by you? My tender grass was gnawed by your old cow, you took advantage of me, what are you wronged? "Still Langtian seems to be coquettish.

"'Little wolf', you're so thick-skinned!" There seemed to be a smile on the corner of Concubine Feng's mouth.

"I want to be thick again!" As he spoke, he leaned closer to her lips......

"Today is the day of His Royal Highness's accession to the throne, have you forgotten?" Concubine Feng covered his face with her hand.

"Then-Da Sima's position, am I worthy of it?" Still Langtian took her hand away, his eyes full of flirtatious honey.

"Protect our mother and son!" Concubine Feng avoided his gaze in a panic, and after speaking, she pushed away the sky and walked out of the door as if she had fled......

Still Langtian looked at her graceful back, and a wisp of spring breeze hung on her face. Thought: she has been conquered by him!

With the support of the father and son, the little king ascended the throne ceremoniously. The edict was issued, and Concubine Feng was named the queen mother. Because he still had great merit in killing the "traitors" in Langtian, he was named the Great Sima and was in charge of the army of Youyou. The enthronement was completed, and a national funeral was held. The whole country wears filial piety, and the little king keeps filial piety for three years.

Since then, the power of the country has been in the hands of the father and son, and the people in the court dare to be angry but dare not speak.

And Concubine Feng, in the mind of the still bright sky, left a shadow like smoke and fog, like yarn and silk; He was determined to step on the road of the flower messenger, stepping on the softest spring light, and came happily. Bring infinite vitality to Concubine Feng. Because, that feeling is like the beating notes on the piano hyun, and the melody is played......

……

Besides, Shaokang was on the bed in the Kunwu Country Post House, tormented by pain, tossing and turning; Tortured by longing, restless. He didn't know if the words of Nu Ai in his dream were true, but he was sure of one thing: the news of an arrow in his body must have been known by his relatives. His life and death became confusing, and they must have been very worried and in great pain.

Thinking that his relatives were suffering because of him, Shaokang was also in great pain. Then the pain in his left arm was even worse! Every time I miss my relatives and every time I worry about my relatives, it is like pouring salt on a wound, and it hurts again and again.

There are relatives who are still in the country: You may not know that Shaokang, who bravely fought 500 soldiers, is still alive. Although he was tormented by his injuries, he met a wonderful girl - Princess Yao Duo.

Falling in love with her, just a moment, a moment's heartbeat, a moment's heartbeat. He wanted to go boating with her along the green lake, the willows on the embankment were piled up with smoke, and the curtain was not repeated. Blue in the sky, a hole in the stone bridge, half covered and half hidden, curling Tingting.

The lotus skirt is swaying, and the fragrance is blowing. They tugged at the lingering water thorns, splashed the water, and leisurely floated on the mirror-like water. The sound of oars pierced the silence of the night. The flickering lights and shadows rippled slightly.

Under the bright moon, this gentle and beautiful woman, dressed in the silver light pouring down from the sky, was lying in his arms, looking more and more charming and affectionate.

He smelled an intriguing smell, a sweet aroma like wine, clearly the smell of a young girl's body. From the tips of his hair to his toes, he can't help but feel a burst of pleasure.

He wanted to kiss her......

But as soon as he lowered his head, Shaokang found that he was holding a pillow in his arms! He dreamed again. obviously hugged the pillow, but regarded it as Princess Yao Duo. Although Princess Yao Duo is not around, he has been thinking about her, and there is more than one dream! Is this love?

But after sobering up, Shaokang calmed down his mind. Soon, it was replaced by another idea - maybe she was also delusional, she was the princess of Yuguo; Isn't it whimsical that he is a person who has lost his country?

Thinking of this, the pain in his left arm was like a sharp knife into his heart, and his heart seemed to jump out of his chest as if it were uncontrollable. He had a convulsion, and for some reason, the sharp pain made him suddenly think of death! But he was not willing to die in this pain!

Yuqin brought lunch and found that he was pale, with fine sweat on the tip of his nose and beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his face. So, she hurriedly asked:

"Childe, what's wrong? Did the toxicity kick in? ”

Shaokang nodded, and a weak voice asked:

"Princess—hasn't she come back yet?"

"Nope! There must be trouble. The proprietress said that Dugu Dao people will not administer medicine easily! Are you—going to make it through? If not, how can I explain it to the princess? Yuqin's crying came out.

"It's okay! You help me get a sharp knife from my clothes bag. Shaokang knew that in case, the poison would spread, and his life would not be guaranteed. For Yao Duo, for his relatives, for his brothers, for the sake of the country, and for the revival of the cause, he has to live.

Yuqin took the sharp knife and handed it to Shaokang, who said:

"Take a basin and put it under my left arm. The needle is threaded through the line and placed next to me. ”

Yuqin took the basin and put it away; Thread the needle and thread again and put it in the position designated by Shaokang. She thought to herself, what does this son want to do?

"You stuff something in my mouth." Shao Kang commanded, "Then hold my legs with both hands and close your eyes!" ”

Yuqin stuffed his mouth with a cloth towel, always feeling that this son was weird. Does he want to ......? Thinking of this, Yuqin's forehead couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat! Oh, my God!

Yuqin pressed Shaokang's leg with a slightly trembling hand and closed her eyes. Her heart is very uncomfortable, is it pity, sympathy, or distress? She couldn't tell.

Shaokang used his right hand to remove the cloth towel that was bandaging his left arm, and then picked up a sharp knife to cut the flesh of the injured area, and slowly removed the poisoned and blue flesh until it reached the bone. Then, he slowly removed the poison from his bones. One knife after another, all of them clicked, which frightened Yuqin, who had closed her eyes.

And Shaokang, the pain experienced by cutting flesh and removing bones can be reflected by dripping beads of sweat. That kind of pain, from the left arm to the heart, to the limbs, the pain is so painful that it can't be painful anymore, and I can't cry if I want to.

But he kept encouraging himself: everyone will encounter a lot of injuries in their growth, crying, sad, and feeling pain. And after the pain, you are a new version of yourself.

E-Niang said that when the pain is unbearable, you can shift the goal and change your thinking!

He heard E-Niang and Grandma talk about his birth, and E-Niang's pain was even worse than him at that time. A child's birthday is a mother's day. Shaokang gritted his teeth and removed the poison, while imagining the thrilling picture according to the descriptions of Eniang and Grandma......

In the twenty-first year of Hanxun, the concubine of the concubine gave birth in the Phoenix Villa, where there is still a concubine, and it was Xu'er who delivered the baby. Hiaki Xiu wandered around the yard, anxious and overwhelmed.

Pregnant in October, once giving birth, mothers in the world are the hardest! In order not to be alarmed by his hoarseness. Hou Yan stuffed the cloth towel into his mouth.

I saw that her eyebrows were twisted, her eyes were almost protruding from their sockets, her nose was open and her nose was sticking to her forehead.

Hou Yan clutched the sweat-soaked sheets with both hands in pain, and the green tendons on his arms erupted. She gritted her teeth and encouraged herself: work hard! Work harder!

How could the bloody scene of Emperor Hill City appear in her mind? Ji Xiang is fighting......

The air resounded with an agitated killing sound, and the cyan sword light struck between the chest and abdomen of the cold army. The cold army fell in response, and blood flowed everywhere......

Ji Xiang's sword momentum was not so straight, and as his body and wrist flew rapidly, the sword qi appeared to be a little distorted in the air, like a curved green vine shaking. He looked a little tired.

But Ji Xiang was still insisting, and he suddenly jumped out, and the long sword stabbed at the throat of Han Jun with the swing of his arm. The cold army screamed, and blood spat out of his mouth.

He took half a step back, and his long sword shook out an arc-shaped sword circle, which suddenly opened and closed. The whole sword stabbed or slashed, or slapped or flailed, and swayed horizontally in his hand, like a flickering lightning bolt. The cold army retreated.

His superb swordsmanship surprised Han Xun. He sent his eldest son, Guo Wang Han, to personally go to Zhan Xiang.

Han Pour's sword momentum was fast, and he knew that he had to use stronger sword qi to be able to defeat him. He secretly gathered momentum, took a deep breath of true qi, and his sword momentum became more and more precise and sophisticated. Striking at the longsword of the Lady at an astonishing speed.