Seeing this, the musk moon approached step by step.

She took the lead and counted the mistakes she had made over the past few days, "Spring and summer, you can't be so unconscionable. The king of Beili treats you like a mountain, how can you take revenge, and join forces with the sinners of Beili to persecute Feng Wuwu repeatedly? ”

Chun Xia's voice was faint, and he scoffed at this, "The one who will take revenge is you." Princess Liyin treats you like a sister, but you only know how to fall into the well. ”

"Like sisters?"

Musk Yue laughed, for so many years, how could Beitang Liyin have seen her as a human being?

The scars on her body are not due to Beitang Liyin!

Chun Xia glanced at the particularly abnormal Musk Yue, and said coldly, "Don't speculate for more than half a sentence, you don't bother me less." ”

"Hand over the antidote, and I'll intercede for you."

"I don't understand what you're saying." Chun Xia put on a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, and no matter what Musk Yue said, he was unmoved.

A touch of regret flashed in Musk Yue's eyes, and he immediately took out a stack of albums from his sleeve and threw them into Chun Xia's arms, "Do you think that no one knows what you have done?" ”

Chun Xia frowned, looked at the album in his arms fixedly, and had a hint of foreboding in his heart.

She stretched out her trembling hands, and as soon as she opened the album, she was startled by the unsightly pictures in the album.

"What's going on?"

Chun Xia was shocked and muttered, "How could the woman in the album become Princess Liyin?" ”

Her eyes were bloodshot, staring at Beitang Liyin, who was tortured by the bandits in the album, and two lines of tears hung down.

If Hokudo Rinin learns about this, he will definitely be annoyed and angry.

In this way, it is impossible for Hokudo Riene to be kind enough to help her pay off the huge debt owed by her eldest brother.

Musk Yue clasped her hands around her chest and snorted coldly: "If you don't hand over the antidote, I won't be able to help you." ”

"It's you! You secretly changed the album, right? ”

Spring and Summer couldn't listen to Musk Yue's advice at all, as if she had lost her mind, bared her teeth, and threw yourself at Musk Moon angrily.

Her long nails were about to cut across Musk Yue's face when the iron hand suddenly appeared.

He cut off half of Chunxia's nails with a sword, his eyes were gloomy, and his voice was as cold as frost, "Anyone who dares to hurt the princess will be killed." ”

Whoop –

Iron Hand did not squint, and a sword pierced through Chunxia's chest.

"Don't!"

Musk Yue exclaimed in surprise, looking at the spring and summer who spat blood in her mouth and died soon.

She had long anticipated the end of spring and summer.

From the first time she pushed the Beili Palace maid down the deep well in spring and summer, Musk Yue knew that the helper would eventually cocoon himself for abuse.

But when she watched the spring and summer fragrance disappear, she was so sad that she couldn't speak.

As soon as you enter the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea.

Since Chun Xia became a confidant of Kitado Rin, she has never lived for herself one day.

Who wants to fight and kill and lick blood on the tip of a knife?

It's not for the sake of the situation.

Chun Xia lowered her eyes, looked at her chest that was stabbed into a bloody hole, and was relieved, "Take care of A-Niang for me." ”

"Hmm."

Musk Moon nodded heavily, and gently closed Chunxia's eyes.

Spring and summer never told Musk Moon until she died, and if she didn't kill someone, Kitado Rinon would drag Musk Moon into the Infernal Hell.

It was only in order to preserve the rare innocence of Musk Moon that she made up her mind to go all the way to the dark, until she forced herself into the abyss from which she could never recover.

When Jun Moran arrived, Iron Hand had already found the medicine bottle under the plane tree.

He carefully presented it and said respectfully: "Wang, the matter of the album has now been ascertained, and it is painted by Beitang Liyin. His subordinates have ordered all the albums to be replaced with pictures of Kitado Rinne being abused by bandits. ”

"Hmm."

Jun Moran clenched the medicine bottle in his hand, and looked at the crying Musk Yue condescendingly, "King Beili has issued a protection order, and both parents in your family have been properly settled. ”

Iron Hand looked at Jun Moran in surprise, "King, you have long known that Musk Moon is the person of the Northern Glass King?" ”

Jun Moran didn't say anything, and in the blink of an eye, he got on his horse again and hurried to the regent palace.

—

Regent's Palace, Ink-Dye Pavilion

When Jun Moran rushed back, Beitang Longting had been crying for half an hour.

He leaned back on the side of the couch in a daze, sobbing incessantly.

"Niuniu, wake up. It was not good for the father, that he left you alone, and suffered in the east. ”

Beitang Long Ting snorted and cried, he never thought that after not seeing him for a few days, Feng Wuwu would be so weak.

Jun Mo Ran ignored it, he pushed Beitang Long Ting aside, and looked at Feng Wuwu who was lying quietly on the couch.

Gu Nanfeng said that the poison of the immortals is particularly difficult to solve.

Even if an antidote is developed, it is impossible to predict the efficacy.

In other words, even if he takes the antidote, Feng Wuwu may still not wake up from sleep.

He took a deep breath, hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind, gently pressed her jaw, and fed her the antidote.

At that time, Beitang Long Ting, Ling Songbai and others stepped forward one after another, staring intently at the unconscious Feng Wuwu.

Even Jimo Yinren changed into a eunuch palace uniform, quietly slipped out of the Donglin Palace, and hid behind the door to watch the scene in the house from afar.

"Why hasn't she woken up yet?"

Jun Mo Ran's nerves were extremely tense, and he clenched Feng Wuwu's hands tightly, so nervous that he almost forgot to breathe.

In this life, he has rarely been so timid as he is now.

Beitang Long Ting was so anxious that he simply burrowed into the crook of Jun Mo's arm.

He lay on the couch and stared deeply at the bloodless Feng Wuwu, sobbing profusely.

If he could save Feng Wuwu and let him die on the spot, he would be willing.

Gu Nanfeng was engrossed in checking Feng Wuwu's pulse for half an hour, and when he sensed that Feng Wuwu's pulse was gradually returning to normal, he let go of his hand and gently wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, relieved, "The residual poison has been cleared, and the body is fine." Sleep for a few more hours and you'll be back to normal. ”

"Is that true?"

Beitang Longting was excited, leaning on Jun Mo Ran's arms, crying for a while.

Jun Moran quietly pushed away the Beitang Dragon Thunder and gently covered Feng Wuwu's ears.

During this time, she suffered too many sins.

finally managed to rest for a while, but the dragon thunder in the north hall was like a gong and drum, chirping and howling.

Gu Nanfeng had just come out of the Ink Dyeing Pavilion, and rushed to the side hospital non-stop to treat Qingluan, who was covered in injuries.

Qingluan's injuries were severe, but she rarely exhaled pain.

He just lay quietly on the couch and stared blankly at the tassels hanging from the top of the curtain.

"Is Miss awake?"

Qingluan looked sideways slightly, and asked Gu Nanfeng softly with a tired face.

"I haven't woken up yet. However, she is in good health, the residual poison has been cleared, and she will wake up soon. ”

Gu Nanfeng replied, he looked at Qingluan, who was covered in injuries, with a headache, and turned to Chaifeng, who was kneeling beside him, and said, "Find a maid with clean hands and feet to give her medicine." ”

Chasing Feng was worried that those clumsy maids in the house would hurt Qingluan, so he wanted to give her medicine himself, but seeing the look of resistance in Qingluan's eyes, he had to give up.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he left on the front foot of chasing the wind, Qingluan grabbed Gu Nanfeng's hand and begged him bitterly, "Kill me." ”

Gu Nanfeng sighed and softly soothed her emotions, "Qingluan, if you want to drive some, he won't care about chasing the wind." ”

"But I care."

Qingluan rarely didn't shed tears, she said very calmly: "Everyone thinks that I was just disfigured, but everyone knows that the poisonous woman of Beitang Liyin also let the stinky Taoist priest in Ziyang Temple ruin my innocence." ”

"Qingluan, it's not your fault. Now that it's over, stop thinking about it. Don't belittle yourself because of these unforeseen accidents. Believe me, Chasing the Wind likes you as a person, and I will never care about that. ”

Gu Nanfeng was depressed and indignant in his heart, he never thought that Beitang Liyin would be so vicious!

In just one day, Feng Wuwu almost lost his life, Mu Luoyan was left with an indelible scar on his body, and Qingluan was physically and mentally injured!

Chasing the wind hid behind the door, covering his mouth and nose, crying so much that he couldn't cry.

He had long found out that Qingluan's mood was wrong, and he thought that she was just depressed because of the scars on her face, but he didn't expect that Beitang Liyin would abuse her like this.

Qingluan heard the slight movement outside the house, and closed her eyes in despair, "Gu Nanfeng, kill me." As long as I'm awake, my mind is full of those ugly faces. ”

Gu Nanfeng fell into silence, not knowing how to answer.

It is said that the doctor is benevolent.

But at this moment, he can't wait to break Beitang Liyin's body into thousands of pieces, and crush his bones and scatter ashes.

Squeak –

When Chasing Wind pushed the door in again, there was no other emotion on his face.

He sat down in front of Qingluan with a calm expression and handed the marriage book to her, "Three days later, we will get married." ”

A trace of astonishment flashed in Qingluan's eyes, she had been looking forward to this day a long time ago.

It's a pity that creation makes people.

She finally waited for a marriage letter from Chasing the Wind, but she lost the right to love him.

"Nope. We can't get married. ”

"Why not?"

Chasing Feng carefully drugged Qingluan, for fear of hurting her.

Qingluan chuckled, "What else can it be?" Naturally, I don't like you. ”

"Is it because of this scar?"

Chasing Wind lightly touched the inch-long scar on her face, and his voice was extremely soft.

Qingluan couldn't stand the grievances in her heart anymore, and tears gushed out like a flood.

She shook her head and said firmly, "Can you stop asking?" You have a lot of options, so why do you have to push me like this? ”

Hiss –

Chasing the wind didn't say a word, he directly pulled out the long sword at his waist and drew a big cut on his face.

"Nope! Chasing the wind, what do you do? ”

Qingluan shouted hoarsely, she wanted to stop chasing the wind, but her hands couldn't lift her strength.

Chasing Feng pointed to the blood on his face, and said lightly, "Now, we are the same." ”

"Why do you do this to yourself?"

Qingluan was distressed, she thought that she would be able to be ruthless and let go of chasing the wind.

Unexpectedly, chasing the wind can do this.

"Qingluan, in three days, let's get married."

Chasing the wind threw the dagger in his hand, and then drugged Qingluan, who was covered in injuries.

Qingluan was particularly resistant to his touch.

She shuddered and looked pained, "Don't look. ”

Seeing this, Chasing Feng's expression froze, and he couldn't bear it in his heart.

But he knew very well that if he showed the slightest retreat, there would be no more possibilities between him and Qingluan.

Thinking of this, he couldn't care so much anymore, completely ignored her resistance, and concentrated on drugging her.

Qingluan looked particularly cramped, even her toes were tight, and she didn't want him to see such an embarrassed appearance.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

"Chasing the wind, between us, there will be no result."

After pondering for a long time, Qingluan said solemnly.

Her face was like a pool of stagnant water, calm and unwavering.

There is a little desolation in his eyes, which makes people feel so distressed that they can't look directly.

Chasing the wind stubbornly said: "If you don't try, how will you know if there is a result?" ”

"I... I'm probably not as clean as you think. ”

"Shh

Chasing Wind made a silent gesture and began to count the women he had touched.

He seemed particularly serious, but for some reason, as he counted, huge tears suddenly crossed the corners of his eyes and fell silently on Qingluan's face.

Slightly bitter and slightly salty.

He hurriedly turned his back, and when he had adjusted his emotions, he turned around with a smile and whispered for mercy: "I'm sorry, I was an out-and-out prodigal son before I met you, and I touched no less than three digits of women." ”

Qingluan: "......"

Seeing that Qingluan didn't answer, Chasing Feng simply picked up the dagger that he threw aside, "Qingluan, let the past pass, okay?" If you can't let go, I'll swing my sword from the palace. In this way, it is flattened. ”

"No, don't."

Qingluan was afraid that Chasing the Wind would be hot in his heart, so he really did something to hurt himself, raised all his strength, and snatched the dagger in his hand violently.

Her blood-stained hand clutched the extremely sharp blade until the palm of her hand was ground to the flesh and flesh flying, and she still refused to let go.

Chasing the wind was anxious, and one hand grabbed her slender wrist, forcing her to unleash the dagger in her hand.

"Chasing the wind, don't hurt yourself, it's because I'm not worthy of you."

"Fool, you are the kindest and loveliest person in the world, obviously I am not worthy of you."

Chasing the wind gently hugged Qingluan, who was covered in injuries, and hid all the distress in the bottom of his heart.

"Qingluan!"

Feng Wuwu got up in shock, she looked at Jun Moran who came to her in front of her in confusion, and asked lightly, "Who are you?" What about Qingluan? ”

Jun Moran was ecstatic, he hugged Feng Wuwu into his arms, trembling with excitement.

Feng Wuwu looked at the Beitang Longting who was crying into tears around him, and said unhappily: "Old man, the master was insulted by a strange man, you have this attitude?" ”

"Niuniu, didn't you wake up?"

Beitang Long Ting's eyes were slightly dark, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong with the situation.

Feng Wuwu angrily pushed Jun Moran aside, "Deng, why are you holding on to your master for no reason?" ”

“………”

Jun Moran's face was full of astonishment, and he looked at her fixedly, his heart was already filled with fear.

"Where's Qingluan?"

Feng Wuwu turned over and stayed and looked left and right.

Just now, she had a nightmare, dreaming that Qingluan, covered in blood, was thrown off a cliff.

Until now, she was still immersed in nightmares and had lingering palpitations.

"Qingluan is recuperating in a side hospital."

Jun Moran replied in a deep voice, and then took her into his arms, "Worry-free, don't you remember this king?" ”

"Have you ever seen you?"

Feng Wuwu blinked, staring at the handsome Jun Mo Ran extremely seriously, his mind was blank.

Beitang Long Ting looked horrified, and hurriedly approached Feng Wuwu, and said repeatedly: "Niuniu, do you remember to be a father?" ”

"Naturally remember. You bad old man, you have recognized the thief as a woman for 17 years, and you can recognize it when you turn into a gray master. ”

Feng Wuwu replied, quietly peeking at Jun Moran, who was frowning, and swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva quietly.