Tang Ang looked coldly at Yan Dui's thin but straight back, the blue and white brocade clothes were a little softer by the warm yellow light, and I saw her take out the warm medicinal soup from the food box and walk to him.

His eyes were still as cold as the snow of the moon, and because of the turmoil just now, the breath in his chest became more and more disordered, and he couldn't help coughing lightly a few more times.

"I know you don't believe me, so ......" Yan Du stood beside his bed with the medicine in both hands, and as soon as the words fell, he raised the medicine bowl and poured a mouthful into his mouth.

In the quiet room, the flickering oil lamp, Tang Ang, who was sitting on the bed, looked at each other's small and smooth chin, slender and white neck, rolling and swallowing Adam's apple, and the dim light and shadow covered half of her face with bruises.

"It's so bitter"

Yan Duan, who swallowed a mouthful of medicinal juice, was instantly forced to stick out his tongue by this extremely bitter taste, his empty stomach was instantly awakened, and the stomach acid was boiled bitterly.

Yan Duan, who was suffering from the eight-character eyebrows, stiffened his numb scalp, handed the medicine to Tang Ang, and said with difficulty: "Tang Gongzi, I, Li Fu, guarantee with my life, this medicine is not poisonous, but it is bitter." ”

Tang Ang looked at the medicinal juice in front of him, there was no previous resistance in his eyes, and the scene of Fang Cai was vivid, raising his sword to threaten, testing the medicine on the spot, soft and hard.

She was a strange woman.

Yan Dusk held the medicine nervously, waiting in a tangled and expectant manner, only to see that Tang Ang's expression did not soften at all, but stretched out his hand to take the medicine bowl, raised his head and drank the warm medicinal soup violently.

The bitter soup and the mood of the Tao Buyin were boiling hot in his chest, and the next moment, it was suppressed and disappeared.

Yan Du widened her black and white apricot eyes, guarded the other party to drink the medicinal soup, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, Yin Hong's lips smiled slightly, and the cold was here.

Tang Ang silently took the other party's smile into his eyes, and wordlessly handed the medicine bowl to Yan Dui, but saw that the other party handed something in front of his eyes, and looked at it, it turned out to be a candied fruit.

He silently looked up at Yan Du, who was chewing candied fruit in her mouth, and saw her crooked apricot eyes smiling heartily, and her voice spoke with a woman's crispness:

"It's sweet."

Sweet and soft-spoken, with flowers in their eyes.

Tang Ang breathed heavily, Junyi's face was full of resistance, and there was even more helplessness, but these were hidden by the dim light, he shook his head and whispered: "Get out!" ”

Yan Du was not annoyed, obediently withdrew the candied fruit in his hand, threw it into his mouth, chewed while cleaning up the food box, and left Tang Ang's room lightly.

As soon as she closed the carved wooden door, she saw Wu Shao coming from outside, and the two met in the courtyard, Wu Shao looked at her food box in surprise and asked, "Young Master drank medicine?" ”

Yan Du nodded, and there were bursts of thunder in the sky, which should be about to rain.

"I'll keep vigil, Li Gongzi, you go and rest first!" There was a slight grievance in Wu Shao's eyes that had been replaced by others, and even Yan Du couldn't understand his deep meaning, but her empty stomach urged her to leave quickly.

"I'm cloudy, and I can cook medicine." She whispered a word, then hurried away.

Wu Shao stared at her back in surprise, although he knew that Li Fu was a person who understood martial arts, but if he was a man, why did he have to transmit the sound internally?

Tang Ang, who was already asleep on the bed, closed the corners of his eyes trembled slightly, his thin lips opened lightly, and he whispered to this empty room:

"Whatever you want."

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"Hahaha, it's so much fun!"

Tang Feifei looked satisfied and smiled happily.

Yan Duan, who was sitting opposite her, told her about the story of "forced" Tang Ang to drink medicine last night, but her eyes stared at the good food on the table, and when she saw that the other party was only smiling, she picked up her chopsticks and continued to gobble it up.

Tang Feifei's beautiful eyes looked at the little girl, her eating virtue was the same as that of Mr. Beiguo, it seemed that she was really the master's daughter!

"Tang Ang is not easy to trust others, please forgive me!" Tang Feifei said faintly, when she thought of her son, she felt nothing but pride and regret in her heart.

Yan Du swallowed the food in his mouth violently, looked calm, shook his head and said: "I don't think Tang Gongzi has anything to forgive me, after all, he didn't embarrass me, but what I did last night was really biased." ”

The little girl's eyes were scorching, and there was no trace of hypocrisy and grievance in her words, this openness, Tang Feifei had not seen it in a girl who was in the prime of her life for a long time.

She smiled slightly, bent her crescent-like eyes, the faint lines at the corners of her eyes had traces of time, she held up her cheeks with one hand, stared at Yan Dui who was drinking fish soup with mixed feelings, and said earnestly:

"Fortunately, Tang Ang is not from the Tang Sect!"

"What?" Yan Duan looked at Tang Feifei by default, she didn't understand what she said at all.

Tang Feifei shook her head and withdrew Fang Cai's expression with complicated emotions.

Fortunately, Tang Ang is not from the Tang Sect, if the people of the Tang Sect see Li Fu's open eyes, they will be eager to dig them out and be infected with the strongest poison......

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The wind falls and the incense remains, and the heaven and the earth have no light.

The morning horse, which was on the same side as Yan Du in the past, is now galloping rapidly on the White Tiger Street in Shengjing. The gray sky, the low breath, and the sound of horses' hooves on the empty streets could be heard gradually.

The morning horse has bright eyes, four hooves like a basin, and runs like lightning, such a good horse, what kind of person should be able to control?

The man of the horse was dressed in a pale blue brocade robe, his eyes were like stars, and the handsome eyes were dyed with red silk from the days of running, and his meticulous sideburns were also blown by the galloping wind.

In an instant, the man of the horse tightened the reins, and the morning horse suddenly stopped and stopped in front of the door of the British Palace, and the butler had tears in his eyes, and was already standing at the door with his neck stretched and waiting for him.

"Shizi! You're finally back! The old butler suppressed the sadness in his heart, but the trembling voice betrayed him.

Ying Riyao nodded, and rushed to Wen Yinyue's courtyard like an arrow, his heart seemed to be pressed by a thousand pounds of stones, it was difficult to breathe, and he was in pain, he had seen countless lives and deaths on the battlefield, only this time, he really felt that if he lost, he would lose forever!

He slammed open the carved wooden door, and there were already a few people standing inside, all of whom were the last of his mother's concern!

"Riyao!"

"Cousin!"

Two voices called him, as if he couldn't hear, he hurried past his uncle and cousin, and ran to Wen Yinyue's bedside, the king of England in a wheelchair, had been holding Wen Yinyue's hand in front of the bed, whispering to her who was terminally ill on the bed, Wen Yinyue, who was already difficult to speak, listened quietly, her eyes were full of memories and happiness.

"Mother!" Ying Riyao, who has been running for several days, finally saw the gentle Wenyin Yue.

Wen Yinyue couldn't help but smile when she saw her son, the child she had been proud of all her life.

Wen Xi, who was standing on the side, a pair of moon-curled eyes had already cried into two walnuts, and the handkerchief had long been soaked with tears, and she didn't know how many pieces she had changed, but she didn't dare to cry, because she knew that her aunt didn't like to see everyone cry, and she didn't want everyone to cry for her, and she was sad for her!

Wen Yin, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, looked at his sister who was lying on the bed with only one breath left, and he kept thinking that if he could be more resolute and let his sister marry into an ordinary family, her life would be stable and stable, and she would not go to the northern frontier of Laoshizi, and she would not be infected with this Laoshizi's disease, just thinking about it, tears were already covering his pale face.

"Ahem!" Another violent cough, the king of England pityingly helped Wen Yinyue wipe the blood from her mouth, Ying Riyao looked at the blood-red white veil, and his heart ached like a knife.

Seeing this, the imperial doctor standing beside the bed sighed deeply, shook his head at King Ying and Ying Riyao, and then bowed his head and retreated.

Already, it's time for the final goodbye!

Wen Yinyue let out a hard breath, her weak eyes were apologetic, looking at the four people around the bed, she curled the corners of her mouth again and smiled.

"Xi'er." She stared at her little niece, who had just reached the end of her life, and her lively and delicate energy was not bad at all from her back then.

"Auntie!" Wen Xi opened his mouth tremblingly with a crying voice.

"We must pass on the Jintang Phoenix!" Phoenix Butterfly League, one person and one butterfly, engraved in the body, passed on to the world! It was passed on to her by the master, and when she was dying, she passed it on to Wenxi. She knew that Wenxi must be worth it!

Wen Xi closed his eyes that were about to burst into tears, and nodded firmly.

Wen Yinyue was satisfied, and looked at Wen Yin again, still with that bitter and hateful look, he had made him tired all his life, can he be relieved now?

"Big brother!" Wen Yinyue's eyes were bent, just like when she called Wen Yin sweetly.

Much of the remorse dissipated with a call. Wen Yin stared at his sister, as he tried his best to protect each other back then: "I'm here!" ”

"My sister has to worry about you in the end!" Wen Yinyue looked at King Ying, how many emotions were suppressed in his frowning brows, but she knew everything!

"That is, help me keep an eye on the prince, and often tell him not to drink too much!"

The King of England held Wen Yinyue's hand and tightened it a little, it was in his way, telling her that he didn't want to be separated from her!

Ying Riyao, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, listened quietly to his mother's words, and his eyes, which never expressed emotion, were completely sad that was difficult to resolve.

Wen Yinyue smiled and looked at her son, Riyao, who was the rising yang and the yang in her heart! She is not worried about his future, Wen Yinyue's son must be a hero who stands up to the sky!

But this kid is like his father, he is not good at expressing his emotions, and he will always miss some things and people!

"Riyao!" She called softly, and a delicate face suddenly appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help but be overjoyed:

"Find a good daughter-in-law, and you will be happy for the rest of your life!"

As a mother, the only thing she worries about in the end is whether he is happy or not!

"Mother!" Ying Riyao's deep eyes were full of reluctance, and his voice trembled slightly:

"Good!"

It's all about what needs to be explained! Wen Yinyue felt her consciousness gradually blur, but the scorching temperature from the hand she was holding told her that there was one person left, someone she had loved for most of her life.

"Lord Wang!" Wen Yinyue used the last of her strength to hold those hands.

When her eyes met, the past days flashed in front of her eyes like a marquee, if she told her young and ignorant self that she would go through so many hardships with this man, would she retreat?

Probably not! Sauvignon Blanc in exchange for long-term stay, this deal, she doesn't lose at all!

"I went to Northern Xinjiang to look for you back then, and now you come to find me, but don't worry, I'll wait for you slowly!"

The hand she was holding gradually weakened, and Wen Yinyue's eyes gradually closed.

The king's eyes were full of indescribable pain, and he leaned down and whispered into the ear of the person he loved the most.

"No, no!"