Seeing that the other party was aggressive, Tan Feng took a few steps forward, walked in front of the emperor, knelt down with a puff, and cried: "Your Majesty, the prime minister has worked hard for the country and the people for more than ten years, you see all this, and the people of Daliang see it in their eyes, and now he has been framed by traitors, and please ask the emperor to see the prime minister's life for the country, let him rest in peace." ”

The emperor's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the conversation, "This ......"

When the official who wanted to check whether Zeng Cong faked his death, he also knelt down in front of the emperor and pointed to Tan Feng and said: "Your Majesty, Weichen is also kind, but the county lord has tried every means to block it, and there must be a hidden secret in this!" ”

Tan Feng's eyes swept over, with a bit of sharpness, and asked the official: "My lord, but you said that the doctor you brought can cure the poison?" ”

The man nodded, "Not bad!" ”

Tan Feng was silent for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, and said: "Although I have been married to my husband for a short time, I am also a husband and wife, and I vow to grow old, and now that my husband is gone, Tan Feng does not want to live alone, I am willing to take the poison, if the adult doctor can save me, I can open the coffin, if I die, I will bury my husband and wife together." After that, Tan Feng kowtowed to the emperor again, "When the time comes, please ask the emperor to punish the traitor and return the husband's innocence!" ”

Standing up, Tan Feng instructed a girl who was kneeling next to him and crying, "Go and fetch the leftover wine from the prime minister." ”

The girl hesitated for a moment, and when she saw that Tan Feng's gaze was quite intimidating, she quickly got up, went to take the wine, and handed it to Tan Feng.

Xu Cheng couldn't stand still, so he made up his mind and came over and begged, "Madam, shall I come?" ”

Tan Feng's hand holding the wine shook slightly, and he said mournfully: "I want to live with my husband and die together." ”

When Tan Feng said this, Xu Cheng was silent, after all, Zeng Cong didn't have the habit of breaking sleeves.

Twisted up the wine glass, handed the wind to his lips, like tasting a cup of bitter tea, took a sip, as if he had tried the taste was not good, so he frowned slightly and stopped moving.

The people around them were holding their breath, thinking that Tan Feng regretted it and didn't dare to drink it, but they saw Tan Feng's body tremble, and a drop of blood slowly fell from his lips.

Everyone exclaimed, Tan Feng stretched out his hand, gently wiped the blood, and once again twisted the wine glass, intending to drink it all.

"Enough!"

The emperor couldn't stand it anymore, and when he stretched out his hand, he knocked over the wine glass, and the wine fell to the ground, foaming at the white foam, which must be extremely poisonous.

The official who brought the doctor here, but he also wanted to open the coffin to confirm whether Zeng Cong was really dead, not really had the way to save his life, and he didn't want to force another life in front of the emperor, so he immediately gave the doctor kneeling behind him a look. The doctor got the hint, and hurriedly knelt down in front of the wine that was spilled on the ground to investigate, knelt down towards the emperor, and said: "The grass people, the grass people have already investigated, the poison in this wine is highly poisonous, there is no solution in the world, there is no need to open the coffin again!" ”

This sentence has set the tone, and today's farce is finally coming to an end.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and Tan Feng began to feel extremely tired again, and the fishy sweetness in his throat continued, and finally he couldn't support it anymore and fell to the ground.

As for when the people in the mourning hall dispersed, I don't know the style of talking, but this condolence, the party and people of the DPRK and China can see it clearly.

When she woke up again, Tan Feng thought that she might be on Huangquan Road, but when she opened her eyes, she saw the person who was supposed to be lying in the coffin, sitting in front of her, holding a book, quietly guarding.

Although he knew in his heart that Zeng Cong Jiucheng was not dead, but when he suddenly appeared like this, he also frightened Tan Feng. Zeng Cong looked at it, stretched out his hand to talk about the wind vein, and after a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Are you awake?" ”

It seems that after waking up, he got up, and was used to being Azora, and Tan Feng subconsciously stretched out his hand, but it was a pair of big palms with distinct bones that led him.

Zeng Cong put down the scroll in his hand, held her with one hand, and held her back with the other, and helped her up.

"Are you feeling better?"

Tan Feng nodded and asked, "How long have I been unconscious?" ”

"Three days."

It's okay to talk about the wind and heart, when she was in Wei, once Ah Zhuo guarded her for four days.

Looking at Zeng Cong, Tan Feng asked, "How did you "live" so quickly." ”

Zeng Cong smiled, "Inspired by those adults, Xu Cheng also found a miracle doctor from the rivers and lakes who could cure the poison, and he saved me." ”

Tan Feng took the water handed over by Zeng Cong, and felt that believing him meant that there were ghosts in this world, but since Zeng Cong was sitting here, it proved that the matter should be settled.

Suddenly, Tan Feng suddenly wanted to ask, "How many people have you killed?" ”

Zeng Cong's eyes deepened, and he looked at Tan Feng and said, "Why is it killed, not exiled?" ”

Talking about the wind and laughing, thinking about it, she is really vicious, yes, why is her first reaction to kill, not exile?

"One hundred and thirty people, not one of them survived."

Tan Feng was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically: "Why is it killed, not exiled?" ”

Zeng Cong said: "Because we also want to live." ”

Tan Feng nodded, feeling that this was indeed the case.

"On the day of the mourning hall, before drinking the poisonous wine, you told Xu Cheng to take care of Ah Zhuo, but it was your last wish."

"Yes."

"Although you were measured at the time, but half a mouthful of poison is also poison, aren't you afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid!" Talking about the style truthfully, although she has been downbeat, it doesn't mean that she is not afraid. Through the window paper, the sun shines on the quilt in the house, warm, but the whirring autumn wind blowing the doors and windows outside must have been cold to the bone.

Tan Feng stretched out his hand and touched the sunlight falling on his body, as if he was stating an extremely ordinary thing, "I've been poisoned into my lungs, it's not bad, isn't it?" ”

Zeng Cong stretched out his hand and widened the curtain covering the bed, allowing more sunlight to fall on her, "When did it start?" ”

Tan Feng recalled: "The health is not good at the age of six, and it should be fed at the age of five. ”

Zeng Cong was silent and comforted: "They are all dead." ”

Talking about the wind and laughing, I didn't feel anything when I heard it for the first time, but now I mention it again, it's a little sad.

"Yes! It's all dead, and I can rest in peace. As he spoke, Tan Feng fell on Zeng Cong's eyes, saw that it was as quiet as a bay of spring water, and asked, "Can you help me take care of Ah Zhuo?" ”

Zeng Cong responded, "Yes." ”

Talking about the wind and laughing, before she was about to cry, she closed her eyes, and sure enough, after meeting Zeng Cong, everything about her was better than she expected before.

Day by day, when the weather entered winter, Tan Feng felt that she really couldn't do it, such as less and less time to be awake, such as dreaming of walking on Huangquan Road, more and more.

Guarding her side, except for Ah Zhuo and Xiaoxiang, Zeng Cong is the most, he seems to like to talk to her more and more, when she is in a coma for a few days and nights, he has been guarding and never leaving, but these days, maybe he has something big, and he hasn't appeared for a long time.

Tan Feng felt that he suddenly had a luxury, and felt that dying by Zeng Cong's side would be complete, if he was no longer when he died, walking on Huangquan Road, it was inevitable that he would have some regrets.

However, for half a month, Zeng Cong never appeared again, and he waited and waited, feeling as if he was suffering from infatuation, which was a little ridiculous.

This autumn, the rain seems to be extraordinarily abundant, and the charcoal basin in the house can resist some of the cold and dampness that enters the house, and it is indeed difficult to stop.

Just when Tan Feng felt that he was almost unconscious, and only a pair of eyelids could still move, Zeng Cong appeared, as if he had brought someone back.

The person who brought it was reluctant, and when he saw the conversation on the bed, he complained: "I don't see a doctor as well as Sister Yu, what are you doing with me?" ”

Zeng Cong held a sword in one hand and pushed him closer, "She is poisoned." ”

When the man heard this, he stopped talking, walked to the bed, took out his hand to talk about the wind, gently put it on the pulse, diagnosed it for a while, and said: "After eating it for more than ten years, the poison has entered the lungs." ”

With a bang, the sword flashed, and the sword in Zeng Cong's hand was across the man's neck, "Save her!" ”

At the same time, it seemed that someone broke through the window and brought in a cool breeze, which made the conversation on the bed tremble for a moment.

The person who came was a woman, and when she broke into the house, she shouted: "Zeng Cong, you have been away from Mingyue Tower for many years, and we have also abided by the agreement, and have never revealed your identity in the slightest, what do you mean by this!" ”

Zeng Cong put away the sword, shook the woman open with one palm, closed the doors and windows, and then walked quickly to the bed, covered the corners of the quilt for the conversation, and asked the person who diagnosed the pulse, "Is there a solution?" ”

The man seemed to frown and think for a moment, and said, "Yes, but it's difficult. ”

"Say."

"To get rid of her poison, it's not a day's work, in addition to my herbs, you also need to use your internal strength to help her open up the meridians every day."

Zeng Cong hesitated, "Yes." ”

Seeing that the person who cut the pulse was so neat, he sighed and said: "It's easy to say, but it's a long process, maybe ten years, maybe twenty years, maybe a lifetime, if you stop, she won't live." ”

Zeng Cong nodded, "It's okay." ”

The sentence "It's okay", but the conversation style lying on the bed was hot in his heart, and tears fell.

The person who diagnosed the pulse withdrew his hand, took out a cloth bag from his arms, seemed to pinch out a few needles, dropped a few needles at the Tanfeng acupoint, and then said to Zeng Cong: "It is better to use adjuvant medicine, now, either go to southern Xinjiang to find a snow hibiscus, or, go to Qingyunling to find my sister Yu, and collect a few drops of her blood." ”

The way to southern Xinjiang is far away, and the snow hibiscus is extremely difficult to find, thinking for a moment, Zeng Cong held a sword in his hand, and was about to go out, but was stopped by the person who checked the pulse.

"What are you doing with your sword, are you afraid that my brother-in-law will not agree to fight with you? But this time, just send someone at random. Then the man muttered, "It's better to find a brother-in-law when you're not at home." ”

Zeng Cong seemed to be a lot more relaxed in an instant, clapped his hands towards the door, and several guards hidden in the shadows immediately appeared, and after getting Zeng Cong's orders, they quickly disappeared.

Holding the pen and opening the prescription, the man blew it, handed it to the girl on the side, and said to the woman who chased in: "Ling'er, he just grabbed me to save people, you don't have to be so careful." ”

Yue Ling, who was standing on the side, was on guard, "As far as I know, any time he messed up before, it was a river of blood. ”

Zeng Cong seemed to be much more relieved, put away his sword, reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of Tan Feng's eyes, his tone calmed down again, and he turned back to the man and said, "It's rude." ”

As soon as he said this, the two of them were silent, some jealous and some speechless, and walked out of the room in a few steps.

Zeng Cong stayed in the room, looking at the conversation in front of him, who had slowly closed his eyes after the acupuncture, and breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that just someone was willing to talk, and he was about to lose her.

She said that the place she has been to in this life, in addition to Fandu, is the prime minister's mansion, and she once felt that if she was good, he could take her around to take a look, life is only a few decades, so think about it, for the rest of her life, she may have a companion.........