Chapter 22: Calculation

It should have hurt when the knife stabbed in, she was still a woman, thinking about it, Feng Feihan felt a kind of guilt in her heart, and felt that she was ridiculous, why should she feel guilty about a person who uses each other? was so entangled and repeated, until late at night, Feng Feihan went to Rong Yuxuan unassumingly.

"Your Majesty." Hongzhu, who was keeping vigil at the door, saw Feng Feihan coming and hurriedly saluted him, but was interrupted by Feng Feihan and motioned for her to be quiet. Walk gently into the temple by yourself.

Tang Ningnan, who was lying on the bed, was pale, and her delicate lips were no longer moonlight, Feng Feihan sat on the edge of the bed, wanting to use her hand to brush away the hair on her forehead, but she felt that it was inappropriate.

"A-Niang, A-Niang." The man on the bed made a weak voice from his mouth.

"Go and call Lin Zhizhou." Seeing that Tang Ningnan was moving, Feng Feihan immediately ordered Hongzhu to go to the Tai Hospital to find Lin Zhizhou, and Hongzhu hurriedly ran after hearing it.

"A-Niang, A-Niang, Ning'er misses you so much, A-Niang." Tang Ningnan, who was lying on the bed, whispered again.

"Auntie?" It turned out that she really missed Miao Jiang and her family, usually seeing her smiling heartlessly, she thought she was not troubled, Tang Ningnan's hand groped on the bed, and inadvertently caught Feng Feihan's hand.

"A-Niang, is it you, A-Niang, you came to see Ning'er." Tang Ningnan's hand that grabbed Feng Feihan became tighter and tighter, and then he suddenly got up again and hugged the man sitting on the edge of the bed.

Feng Feihan, who was suddenly hugged, was stunned for a moment, maybe he still felt guilty about her, his hands slowly put on Tang Ningnan's shoulders, and gently stroked her injured place.

"It's okay, I'm here."

He thought that Tang Ningnan regarded him as his own mother, but in fact, before Feng Fei Han came, Tang Ningnan was already sober. Tang Ningnan's hand around Feng Feihan's neck became tighter and tighter, and his right hand invisibly inserted Feng Feihan's bun and inserted a meltable needle into Feng Feihan's scalp.

You design me, I also design you, this time it's flat, Feng Feihan, Tang Ningnan thought to himself, and frowned, he died of pain, and suddenly sat up from the bed, and the wound that was robbed was tense and hurt again.

When Lin Zhizhou came, what he saw happened to be Feng Feihan and Tang Ningnan hugging each other tightly, standing at the door for two or three seconds, then turning to Hongzhu and saying, "It seems that we are not here at the right time." Then he turned to leave, ignoring the shouting of Hongzhu behind him.

What are you worried about, what are you uncomfortable with, and what are you feeling sour! Lin Zhizhou walked on the way back to the hospital with a gloomy face, thinking in his heart, yes, what kind of identity he is, but he is trying to get close to a person who is ethereal to him.

A round of the crescent moon hung on the branches, the black magpie swept over the palace of the Liang Kingdom, the darkness was boundless, and the people in the palace had their own ghosts, blocking the knife five days ago.

"Coo-goo, goo-goo." The night of the Liang Palace was quiet and deep, a pigeon stopped on the branch of the huge banyan tree in Rong Yuxuan, Bizhu standing at the door waved her hand, the pigeon obediently flew to her arm and stopped, skillfully took off the secret letter on the pigeon's feet, released the pigeon, Bizhu turned around and walked towards Ning Nan's dormitory.

"The situation in Miaojiang has changed, there is something important to discuss, I need to meet with Ning'er, we must arrange time as soon as possible and return quickly." The person who wrote was Tang Ningnan's aunt, Tang Baicao.

Tang Ningnan's one-handed Gu technique was learned from Tang Baicao, it seems that Miao Jiang's situation at this time is not good, Tang Ningnan thought to himself, three days later it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, she is still sick, Feng Feihan allowed her not to participate in the family banquet, when the time comes, the focus of everyone will definitely be on the banquet, and most of the slaves and slaves will be lazy, Rong Yuxuan is biased, no one should notice here.

Thinking of this, Tang Ningnan raised his pen and wrote: "Three days later, when the Mid-Autumn Festival is ugly, you can see it."

Rong Yuxuan is specially built in the palace of Liang State, for the mother of Miao Jiang and relatives of each dynasty to live, located in the southeast corner of the palace, very few people come and go.

There is a big banyan tree planted in the palace, the palace shape is Miao Jiang style, although it is far away from the Zhaohui Hall where the emperor lives, but it is also a rare leisure, Tang Ningnan also likes the banyan tree very much, every time he sees it luxuriant, he feels that he has hope for his days in this palace.

Three days later, according to the plan, Tang Baicao, dressed in black, jumped up from outside the palace wall on the south side of Rong Yuxuan and entered the palace.

"Ning'er, your father has passed away, and the fourth prince has taken the throne, but the fourth prince is only eleven years old, and he seems to be the ruler of Miaojiang, but in fact he is a puppet, controlled by Tang Ningzhi and his party, your aunt's situation in Miaojiang is also very difficult, under the oppression of Tang Ningzhi, it will be difficult for our clan to protect themselves in the future!

In the current plan, only if you win the favor of Emperor Liang and let him come forward to negotiate with Tang Ningzhi, can you save the lives of our people. Tang Baicao said anxiously that she couldn't stay here, and the concubines in the palace saw outsiders privately, but it was a serious crime.

"However, Feng Feihan has no feelings for me, and I don't even know what he likes." Tang Ningnan replied helplessly.

"Ning'er, think about your aunt, think about the lives of our 30,000 dead people, don't be soft, Feng Feihan is only a tyrant, not worthy of pity, Miao Jiang used to support your father and emperor, under Tang Ningzhi's curtain to listen to the government, they temporarily did not send troops.

When you succeed in making Feng Feihan obey you, let him send troops to Miao Jiang to crusade against Tang Ningzhi, and cooperate with the connections that your father and emperor have planted in advance, we can wipe out Tang Ningzhi and his party, and then turn against the Liang Kingdom and kill the tyrant, so as to avenge the lives of my 30,000 people in Miao Jiang! ”

"But ......" Tang Ningnan hesitated, she never believed that Feng Feihan would be the tyrant in their mouths.

"No, Ning'er, this is the improved method of casting the Gu of the concentric Gu, the lives of the two will not be related to each other, it will only make the Gu person obsessed with the Gu person and then obey the plan, you take it well, I can't stay any longer, Ning'er, you must do it early!" After speaking, Tang Baicao pushed the door out and left from the direction she had just entered.

Looking at Tang Baicao's black figure in the distance, Tang Ningnan fell into deep thought, and after a long time, her tightly frowning brows eased, and after thinking about it again, she decided to cast Gu.

Now in order to protect her clansmen first, she has to borrow Feng Feihan's power, but Feng Feihan really doesn't obey her to the point of obeying her words, and even has little communication on weekdays, and the two of them sleep in separate beds several times a month.

The death of those 30,000 people may have a great relationship with Tang Ningzhi, eradicating Tang Ningzhi's forces, finding out the truth of the incident six years ago, and solving the misunderstanding between Liang Guo and Miao Jiang, in order to avoid war and avoid the death of more innocent people, Tang Ningnan thought.

I couldn't find an opportunity, but I didn't expect Feng Feihan to send it to the door by herself, and designed this one to test her authenticity, so as to give Tang Ningnan a chance to contact him.

Tang Ningnan really didn't know in advance that it was Feng Feihan's plan, and he inferred it from the conversation between him and Su Mingju when Lin Zhizhou was treating his wounds.

A little more anger was added to the pain: "Okay, you dog emperor, I tried my best to save you, but I didn't expect this to be a game you gave me!" Okay, don't blame me for being unjust! ”

Tang Ningnan, who was a little sober, thought so in her heart, but at the same time, she was puzzled by her behavior, why, at that time, she would subconsciously pounce on it? She didn't know that her back hurt badly now, and she learned that she was being calculated by Feng Feihan again, so she only felt angry in her heart, it wasn't worth it!

So when Feng Feihan came to see her, when she pretended to whisper and hugged him, she hid under the pillow, and the needle with Gu worm eggs was quietly sent into Feng Feihan's body.

Next, just wait for time and wait for the Gu worm to hatch in his body.

Although it didn't hurt the muscles and bones, the dagger was really inserted into Tang Ningnan's back, Tang Ningnan really didn't have the strength to jump this time, and obediently lay on the bed all day to recuperate, Lin Zhizhou came to see the condition three times a day, Feng Feihan may feel guilty, and she often came to Rong Yuxuan to visit her these days.

"Your Majesty, the concubines are so boring, every time you come to see the concubines, can't you talk more with the concubines? Every time, he just sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the concubine and didn't speak, the emperor was like this, and the concubine felt very embarrassed. Tang Ningnan said to Feng Feihan while half-lying on the bed, his big eyes fluttering, and his eyes seemed to be full of silver stars.

"What do you want me to say with you, I remember that you were injured to protect me, so I came to see you more, don't kick your nose in the face!" was asked by Tang Ningnan like this, and Feng Feihan didn't know what to say, so he had to hold the shelf and respond in a blunt tone.

The phrase "The emperor ......" can be heard by the emperor a little coquettish.

"Then the emperor can't even look at the concubine for the sake of your injury, accompany the concubine to relieve boredom!" Although he said this with Jiao on his lips, Tang Ningnan gritted his teeth in his heart.

It's embarrassing to say that Nian Zai is protecting his injury, obviously he designed it to cause her to lie in bed for so long, every time I come to see her, I only know that I sit in front of the window, and I don't say a word, in her time, this is called steel! Iron! Straight! Man!

At the same time, Tang Ningnan smiled again: "The concubine is just boring, is it okay for you to tell the concubine a joke, Your Majesty."

"I can't tell jokes, but I can read you a few poems." felt that this was Feng Feihan's maximum concession, and he put down government affairs every day to visit her, although he couldn't satisfy her desire to hear jokes, he also offered to read poetry to her.

But Tang Ningnan doesn't like to look at the way the ancients speak, obviously it can be made clear in a few words, so it has to be obscure here and metaphorical there.

"The emperor can't speak, just listen to the concubine tell the emperor!"

"Once upon a time there was a bear, and one bear was bored and decided to play with the monkey who lived on the other side of the mountain, so he started to set off, walking, walking, walking and walking, and after walking for three months, he suddenly remembered that the door in the tree hole was not closed, so he turned around and closed the tree hole.

After closing the door, I set off again, and after walking for three months, I finally arrived at the monkey's house on the other side of the mountain, and knocked on the door: Monkey, monkey come out, let's play together, but the monkey didn't even open the door and said: Don't play. ”