How did Wujing come here? Wasn't he with Lan Yeyu on the edge of the Qujiang River? This time, Lan Yeyu's body has not healed and he led the troops to attack Dongling, shouldn't this Wujing abbot follow Lan Yeyu with the army to ensure that the old injuries on Lan Yeyu's body will not recur and deteriorate?

All the thoughts surged up layer by layer, almost breaking the already tight and noisy heart.

Her eyes trembled with deep trembling, and she didn't say a word.

Wujing didn't make a sound, and went straight forward, until he stood in front of Sihan, his eyes swept at her, his brows were almost imperceptible, and he sighed as if he didn't have anything, and then slowly squatted down, his thin 'lips' opened slightly, and he spoke slowly and distantly, "The eldest princess and reach out, and the old princess will take the pulse first." ”

Sihan didn't move, staring at him with deep eyes, but Zhan Wenyi, who was behind him, was suddenly vigilant, hurriedly forcibly moved forward, protected Sihan behind him, and asked in a gloomy voice: "Who are you?" ”

He had never seen the man in front of him, but by his face, he was kind and kind, and he didn't seem to be a bad person. It's just that the fight just now is really too thrilling and hideous, and the group of black-robed people who suddenly appeared are all athletic, which is completely different from ordinary guards.

But as soon as these words came out, Wujing fixed his eyes on him, but only a little glance, Wujing said calmly without 'waves': "It hurts the lungs, the blood is different, the son should get out of the way, it's better to talk less." ”

Zhan Wenyi was caught off guard.

Sihan's expression moved slightly, and he said in a low voice, "The emperor, retreat, this person is known in this palace." ”

Zhan Wenyi's pupils shrank, and his face was slightly complicated, but after staring at Wujing for a few moments, he finally listened to Sihan's words and retreated.

In front of him, Wujing subconsciously fell his gaze on Sihan again, this time, his eyes saw Sihan's purple hand, and his face, which was far away and silent, suddenly looked solemn, and then spoke again, "Eldest princess, reach out." ”

The tone of his blurt this time was obviously a little heavier than Fang Cai.

Sihan forcibly pressed his mind, gradually suppressed all his thoughts, and then moved his fingertips slightly, and stretched his hand out of his sleeve robe with a slight difficulty.

"That one."

Wujing didn't raise his hand to check the pulse, but instead looked at Sihan's purple hand on his lap, and said in a low voice.

Sihan frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally began to raise the hand that was already purple and swollen very slowly.

It's not that she doesn't want to lift this hand out, but it's probably a poisonous 'sex' attack, because this hand is really out of strength, and now the bones of her body are gradually numb due to the pain of falling from the horse, so the pain of the poison in this palm gradually begins to become obvious.

Perhaps, without any more pain, these slight stinging sensations will not be suppressed by the rest of the pain, and they will become abrupt and obvious, and even, Rong Tian's poison seems to be really strong, even if he forcibly raises his hand at this time, and even uses all his strength, he can't completely move his hand in front of Wujing.

Wujing sighed again, took the initiative to raise his hand, took Sihan's hand and pulled it over, and then stretched out two fingers, just right on the pulse of Sihan's wrist.

For a moment, he squatted motionlessly, his eyes fell on the back of Sihan's purple and swollen hand, and he looked at it carefully.

At this moment, Rong Tian, who was lying on the ground in a very strange and hideous posture, cursed and began to laugh, laughing wildly, the red blood flowed down the corners of his mouth and nose, and the whole person looked more and more shocking.

"Hahahaha, Yan Sihan has to die, he has to die, the poison of sunspot frost can't be cured. Hahahaha, she can't live, she can't live, Donglin can't hold on, Donglin will soon be destroyed, destroyed by me, destroyed by Great Britain, haha, you all have to die, you all have to die......"

Xu was too seriously injured, or the result of this situation had too much impact on him, Rong Tian's thoughts were a little chaotic, and his words were also crazy and chaotic.

Sihan's 'color' moved slightly, and he subconsciously followed the sound and looked at Rong, only to see that he was covered with blood and 'color' and dilapidated, and his ink hair was messy and 'messy' like a knot.

For a while, my heart gradually sank a little.

For Rong Tian, she has never thought of asking him for his 'life', but unfortunately, this person is too obsessed and hateful, and now her position is different, yes, no wonder she is ruthless.

"Come on, take Rong Tian into the palace and detain him, so that he can take care of it."

She was silent for a moment, and then spoke in a gloomy voice.

The young emperor's Gu poison has not been solved, at least, Rong Tian can't die at this time.

Her heart was like a mirror, and as soon as these words fell, a guard quickly responded, and then helped Rong Tian to leave.

Rong Tian still left with a hideous smile, muttering over and over again 'all have to die', and his tone was 'yin' and hideous, but he couldn't stop laughing, as if he was stunned.

Sihan's brows furrowed more and more, and he saw Rong Tian being helped away by the guards, and then he came back to his senses and turned his gaze directly to the black-robed people who were still kneeling on the ground.

"Although the poison of sunspot cream is strong, it is not without 'medicine'. It's just that detoxification will be a little painful, and the eldest princess will prepare first. ”

At this moment, a distant and silent voice entered my ears.

Sihan's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Wujing, hooking his lips and laughing at himself, "No matter how painful it is, it can't compare to the pain of being on the verge of death, but full of frustration that has never been achieved." ”

As he spoke, he smiled desolate at Wujing, "If the abbot of Wujing wants to do anything, just do it." If this palace can live, it will definitely be 'excited' for the other abbot. ”

As soon as his voice fell, he lowered his head and said no more.

Although he kept saying that he was 'excited', although he also Wujing had helped her save her several times, but for some reason, it was probably because of Lan Yeyu's 'friendship', and when he faced him like this, he still had some resistance and awkwardness in his heart.

After all, that Lan Yeyu is finally a scar deeply engraved in her heart, the scar pierces the entire heart, deep and thorough, and now in the face of all the people related to Lan Yeyu, she can't be calm and calm.

This feeling is strange, but it seems to be reasonable, but just when my thoughts fluctuate and I am entangled, all of a sudden, my wrist hurts, and then I have a sharp pain.

She couldn't help but snort, and when she looked back, she saw that there was already a dagger in Wujing's hand that she had taken out of nowhere, and the sharp knife edge was stained with black blood, which was hideously showing that the dagger had cut her wrist.

Her wrist had already been opened, and the opening was not long, but the blood flowing from the wound was purple and black, even slightly thick, strange and dazzling.

It's just that it is common to bleed to the wrist, how can it be so painful. And I have to say that this time the pain of cutting her wrists and bleeding undoubtedly seemed to exceed the limit of her patience, and even vaguely, there seemed to be something crawling and biting in the tendons and bone marrow of her wrists, as if to suck the things in her bones and bite off her blood veins.

Sihan suddenly sweated profusely, trembling uncontrollably, and the arc of the hand that was held by Wujing to bleed trembled more and more.

Wujing's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly turned his head to look at Zhan Wenyi, "Hold her, don't let her move more." At this time, the Gu worm is swimming, which is naturally painful, and when the old man has to attract the worm, it will be even more painful. You should hold her hostage, and don't let her move too much. ”

Zhan Wenyi's face turned pale, and the trembling and heartache in his pupils could not be suppressed at all.

There was no time to think about it at this time, he hurriedly moved half a step and completely encircled Sihan in his arms again, seeing that Sihan was still trembling violently, and there were signs of struggle, he hurriedly used his arms to trap her, and said with a trembling throat: "It's going to be good soon, it's going to be good soon, the eldest princess is forbearing, and then it's ...... endure."

His voice continued, and he couldn't stop being relieved.

Wujing's brows furrowed again, and the gaze that fell on Zhanwen's wing was deep, and it was a moment later that he lowered his head, seeing that most of the black blood had flowed out, and the blood that had spilled out had begun to reddened slightly, his pupils shrank, and then he took out a pill 'medicine' from his sleeve, forcibly crushed it with his fingertips, and then sprinkled it extremely carefully on the wound on Sihan's wrist, and then stared at it tightly, and kept staring.

Not long after, within the wound, there were suddenly a few 'milky' white things drilled out, and he frantically ate the thick layer of pill 'medicine' at Sihan's wound, Wujing's tight pupils were dilated, and the whole person seemed to be greatly relieved, and then slightly scraped the two 'milky' white things with a dagger, and after the dagger was stained with those two things, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and stuffed the two 'milky' white things into the bottle very carefully.

When everything was done, he began to bandage Sihan's wounds.

At this time, Sihan, the sharp pain in her wrist and even her arm suddenly relaxed, and her whole person was clinging to Zhan Wenyi's arms as if she was out of strength, her whole person was covered in cold sweat, and her forehead was wet, as if she had just been fished out of the water.

Zhan Wenyi was so distressed that his eyes were already red with nervousness, and then he looked at Wujing with trembling eyes, "The eldest princess's Gu poison ......"

Before Zhan Wenyi finished speaking, Wujing interrupted, "Resolved." ”

Zhan Wenyi choked on the last words, probably because the big tightness and loosening came too suddenly, for a while, his face stagnated, and the whole person trembled more and more, and then took a few deep breaths, and opened his thin 'lips', "Thank you." ”

As soon as these words came out, Wujing had already bandaged Sihan's wounds, and finally raised his eyes to look at Zhan Wenyi, and said in a distant silence: "Lao Wei saved her, not to accept your affection and ask you to thank you." ”

As he spoke, he raised his voice and asked directly: "You are the Emperor of Tanglin, Zhan Wenyi?" ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, he openly called him by his name.

Zhan Wenyi was slightly stunned, but he was not annoyed, he just nodded.

Wujing sighed and took his gaze away from him slightly, "Affectionate and immortal." If the love is wrong, and the obsession with 'confusion' does not come to mind, there may be disaster. That person's temperament is not good, once the bottom line is touched, it is not as easy to deal with today. When I saw you today, I only felt that you had an outstanding temperament, and that you were not a wicked person.

I'll just remind you more. ”

His voice was slightly slow, and there was no edge in his words, but these words fell into Zhan Wenyi's ears, and they poked his eardrums and his 'chest' like the tip of a needle.

What is deep love?

What does it mean to be wrong to pay for love, and to cling to 'confusion'?

He showed Wenyi's feelings, how could it be the turn of such an unknown stranger to 'interject' and even judge?

Zhan Wenyi's face suddenly sank, and the gaze that fell on Wujing's face also became resistant and cold.

"This emperor sees that you are also a monk, how can you speak without opening your mouth. You have never understood the emperor, you don't know the 'temperament' of the emperor, and you don't know the matter between the eldest princess and the emperor. Today, because you detoxify the eldest princess, it is the emperor who respects you a little, but if you still judge at will and pretend to be kind, don't blame the emperor for being unkind to you. ”

Because the words of the person in front of him really hurt his heart, he stepped on the humility and helplessness that he had been depressed for days, and for a while, the unwillingness and anger in his heart fluctuated layer by layer, and his emotions were difficult to control, and he was not respectful to the person in front of him.

Wujing was not annoyed, and quietly took all of Zhan Wenyi's reactions in his eyes, and only said: "The old man never speaks, but if you don't want to listen to the old man, the old man won't say much." After all, it's your business, and Lao Gao, a monk, can't control too much, let alone manage it. ”

As soon as his voice fell, without waiting for Zhan Wenyi to react, he looked straight on Sihan's face, sighed, and said slowly: "The weight of the family and the country is overwhelming, but in the end, you still have to be sympathetic." If it weren't for his preparation, the eldest princess would have really endangered her life today. ”

Sihan still fell softly in Zhan Wenyi's arms, motionless, and his undulating pupils fell tightly on Wujing's face.

She didn't speak immediately, but her thoughts swirled in her head, as if she was enchanted and thought over and over again.

It was a moment, Wujing didn't stay long, whispered goodbye, and as soon as his voice fell, he turned around slowly, and then walked away.

But before he could take a few steps, Sihan was tense and said in a low voice, "Abbot Wujing." ”

As soon as these words came out, Wujing subconsciously stopped.

Sihan looked at him with deep and complicated eyes, "Who are you referring to by 'he' just now?" ”

"The eldest princess's heart is like a mirror, and she can instinctively guess, why should she ask the old man again." Wu Jing didn't look back, his tone was far and long, and he sighed slightly.

Sihan's pupils shrank more and more, "This palace is not guessing, I hope the abbot will make it clear." I also hope that the abbot will tell me who sent this group of black-robed people? ”

She stared at him tightly, digging into the problem. There are layers of speculation in her heart, which are so strong that she can't bear it, as if something is about to completely break out of the air, or the truth will be revealed.

But for some reason, she didn't dare to think deeply, and even resisted thinking deeply. In the noisy and messy, inexplicably, she wanted to hear everything she suspected in her heart from Wujing's mouth, so that her heart was full of doubts, completely, disappeared, the boulder settled, and everything returned to calm, calm.

"In this world, apart from that person, who cares so much about the life and death of the eldest princess, even if she is far away and beyond the reach of the whip, she can still do everything possible to solve problems for the eldest princess and protect your safety."

Wujing was silent for a moment, and finally replied, as soon as the words fell, he slowly turned his head and looked at Sihan, "Between you and him, since it is a deep love, you should not be 'fascinated' by appearances, some things need to be seen with your heart, not with your eyes." Although that person is unbearable everywhere, and the 'yin' is cold and ruthless, it is still desirable for the eldest princess. ”

When these words entered his ears, Sihan's pupils trembled, and suddenly, anger appeared in the depths of his eyes.

"If you are in love, you should not betray it! The palace never expected that even now, the abbot of Wujing would also say good things for that person. ”

Wujing frowned, "The old man is just telling the truth. That man was disturbed by hatred, and attacked Tanglin, and also attacked Great Britain, such an ambitious, life-destroying thing, the old man condemned himself, and even resisted. But if you talk about the matter between that person and the eldest princess, the old man can also admit to you in person, that person is by no means unbearable, but too affectionate. Yes, one yard is one yard, where is he good and where is bad, Lao Wei is just fair, and he can't say good things for him in front of the eldest princess. But if the eldest princess has any resistance to him and any misunderstanding, I hope that one day, the eldest princess will let him stand in front of you with a good life, and there will be no detailed explanation. It's just that the premise of all these misunderstandings is that the person needs to be alive. I don't know, Tanglin is easy to attack, but Daying is not easy to take, once it 'confronts' with Daying, whether that person still has a life. ”

As soon as his voice fell, he shook his head and sighed. There was also a thick sense of helplessness between his brows, but there was only shaking his head and sighing, helpless.

"Don't talk nonsense here. A monk should have a ...... of a monk."

Seeing Sihan's whole body trembling more and more,

Zhan Wenyi's face changed greatly, and the anger and jealousy in his heart became higher and higher.

Yes, jealousy.

Jealousy of the person in the mouth of Wujing, jealousy, what that person has done for the 'female' in his arms.

His heart surged, and a wave of anger 'desire' was completely vented towards Wujing, but before he could say anything, Sihan interrupted, "Zhan Wenyi!" ”

Instantly, his pupils trembled, and he choked on the words.

Sihan continued to say hoarsely and in a low voice: "Your body is injured, and you will enter the palace first to let the imperial doctor diagnose and treat your life." ”

Zhan Wenyi's brows furrowed, and his expression fluctuated, "Eldest princess......"

But before the words came out, Sihan had forcibly moved out of his arms, and said in a low and majestic voice: "Go to the palace!" ”

The short three words, which seemed to be emotionally unstable, seemed to be resolute and persistent, Zhan Wenyi's heart was full of ups and downs, and his thoughts were wild, but it was only for a moment, and he finally forcibly pressed his heart, compromised, and said hoarsely: "Yes." ”

In just one word, there is no more to say, inexplicably, and unprecedentedly unwilling to say more.

As soon as his voice fell, he got up from the ground, forcibly stabilized the pain of the wound in his chest, and walked forward slowly, but the guards came up carefully and respectfully to help, and he pushed him away, and then the footsteps of his feet became faster and faster, and soon he forcibly boarded the horse's back, ignoring everyone's worries and persuasions, and rode away from the horse.