Mu Qing's expression tightened, and there was an inexplicable vibration in his heart rippling layer by layer: "You said it was an illusion, although there are very few similar people in the world, but it is not necessarily none, it is fate to meet, but my appearance, sooner or later I will be exposed in front of people, and the true face of Princess Jin can't be hidden, you say, how should we explain to your father and queen mother." ”

Mu Qing automatically removed Concubine Rong from the outside, so unpleasant people, she was somewhat bored.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, let's talk about it while walking." The figures of the two snuggling up to each other dragged for a long time in the moonlight, but the two hearts leaned together.

Ling Ruizhi tasted green tea, looked up at King Jin's calm and usual face, and had to admit that King Jin was a rare gentleman, so he should have been favored by the gods and was happy and safe. However, from birth he was calculated, sick, and depressed.

When he met Murong Qing'er, although he never had a smile on his face, he was no longer distressed, maybe in the face of a specific person, he was also full of spring breeze and smiles.

"Lord Jin is in good health, it is really worth congratulating, Ling saw Princess Jin last night, and only then did he know what a fairy should look like when she descended to earth, and her appearance should be extraordinary, but she was lonely and unheard of before."

At this time, the window is open, the cold plum blossoms in the courtyard are in full bloom, and the cold wind is mixed with the light fragrance floating layer by layer, which is extremely rare and refreshing.

King Jin was still dressed in a white robe, his golden crown was meticulously tied with his hair, his face was ruddy, and he was shining: "The lord of Ling Lou is a rare guest, and he has worked hard to come this time." ”

Everyone knows that Ling Ruizhi's purpose for coming here is not a secret. The King of War did not hide it, "I was ignorant and made a big mistake back then, please ask Lord Ling to help me and Princess Jin get rid of the toxins in my and Princess Jin." ”

There must be a golden copper tripod in the house, put aside, but also exude a light smoke, smoke the house is full of fragrance, through the open window, look at the scattered pavilions not far away, carved corridors and paintings, pavilions and pavilions layer upon layer.

The night is thick like juice, Lang Lang moonlight, the shadow of the galaxy, the flowing clouds and Shu roll, the king of Jin taps the handrail, and it is not in a hurry or slow, it is very regular, if it is accompanied by a rhythm, it seems to be some kind of syllable.

"Lord Ling feels that the conditions offered by the king of war are not enough, so this king also promises here, as long as this king has it, you can take it as much as possible, and this king only needs the princess to be safe and sound." King Jin's business houses are all over the world, and the news network is no less than Chenxi Tower, or even more than that, but King Jin is used to being a low-key person, so it is so easy to be ignored.

King Jin has Qing'er's stubbornness and cunning, quiet and supple floating in front of him, he will guard her in this life, and the two live the life they want together.

Money, status, power, but whatever Ling Ruizhi likes, he will not hesitate to take it out, all he wants is Qing'er's health and happiness.

The smiling black eyes were dyed with a faint soft color, and the smile on his lips became more and more incomprehensible, Ling Ruizhi put down the teacup, got up and stood on the side of the bed, the starry sky dotted with starlight, the rare good weather, it would be better if it was in summer, "The two princes are too worried, Ling is not a person who takes advantage of the fire to rob, and he will definitely not embarrass the two princes, but the two of them are sure that after the infatuation Gu poison is lifted, what kind of damage will the former Gu experience have?" ”

The moonlight poured in from the delicate carved windows, imprinted on the screens of flowers and birds, overlapping and plunging the Luohan bed carved from large-leaf rosewood into shadows.

Qing'er asked the magpie to turn off all the lights in the house, and just shrunk quietly on the bed. She is a person who studies medicine, and she has also studied ancient books, and she has been poisoned by Gu, if she wants to solve Gu, it means that the person who is under Gu has a way to crack it, but it is also a heavy blow to the Gu body.

The night slowly shrouded this side of the ice and snow, and the lonely figure of King Jin walked on the path as quickly as an arrow from the string, he was cold, and he had never panicked until he pushed open the door, slammed it shut, accurately captured Qing'er's position, and hugged it into his arms, and the bone-chilling pain slowly dissipated.

Qing'er caressed his back for a while, he was like a frightened child, he didn't let go of her for a moment, and kept saying in his heart, fortunately, she was still there, she was still alive by his side.

A dark moon hung in the sky, and the war king walked in the cool night breeze in thin clothes, and he didn't feel cold when he used to kill barbarians shirtless in the ice and snow, but he felt a little cold at the moment.

He was calm, his body was steady, his steps were heavy, everything seemed normal and could not be normal, but those eyes were extremely cold in the dark night.

Mo Liang followed him for a long time, tears slipped down silently, his little master, he had never complained, he had never seen it now, but he didn't dare to come forward to ask. Hua Heng College

King Jin and Qing'er hugged each other and slept together, Qing'er could feel the shaking of his body, it seemed that, as she expected, once the Gu poison on her body was removed, this body was afraid that it would have to endure immeasurable damage.

Concubine Rong seemed to have expected the result a long time ago, her smile was bright, and she was fiddling with a bunch of beads in her hand: "Qiu Xin, you come to help the palace carefully pick, the palace wants to make a string of bracelets, these pearls are specially selected by the king of war from the south, and they are all high-quality." ”

Qiu Xin stepped forward nervously and looked at the beads on the bed: "Niangniang, according to the meaning of the slave maid, your beads are tight, and the slave maid's vision is not as good as that of Niangniang, and it is not good to make a mistake in the eyes." ”

"Yes, you go down." Qiu Xin withdrew, with a long breath.

Ling Ruizhi said that kind of result, which made Mo Zhuoche cold to the bone. Once such a beautiful woman, give him warmth, let him hope, even if it is difficult and hard, he has survived, because there is a gentle woman waiting for him with a smile.

Now, it was he who threw her into the abyss of no return, for a woman, how painful it should be to not be able to give birth to an heir in this life, and to be able to save half of her life is to survive. What did he do, he hit himself on the head with hatred, hating that he couldn't die immediately in order to forgive Qing'er.

King Jin seemed to be soaked in cold and biting rain in his sleep, and he had nightmares, saying what he didn't know what to call a dream. She slowly opened her eyes, as if she had a dream, dizzy, her consciousness gradually awakened, supporting her sour body, and in the dark night, she could not see a trace of light.

She fumbled and stroked King Jin's forehead, fortunately there was no fever, she put on her clothes and got up, but found that her right hand was tightly clutched by him, she tried several times and couldn't pull it back, sighed and stood up, patting his shoulder gently,

On the carved bed coiled by Shuanglong, King Jin did not sleep steadily, suddenly twisted his eyebrows, suddenly whispered, suddenly shook his head, Qing'er smoothed his frowning brows with both hands, breathing steadily and powerfully, watching carefully, he clenched his fists with both hands, his eyebrows were frowned, as if there was a deep pain entanglement, and he couldn't disperse for a long time, and his heart was knotted here.

"Mo Zhuofeng, wake up." He had a long dream, in which he, Qing'er, and their lovely children lingered in front of their knees, the family was happy, Qing'er has always liked children very much, just looking at her attitude towards the Nine Emperors is self-evident.

In the dream, the child disappeared, Qing'er couldn't suffocate in pain, his Qing'er, like wind and smoke, he couldn't catch anything, he panicked, sat up suddenly, gasped for breath, cold sweat soaked his clothes, pasted on his body, very uncomfortable.

A lone lamp was lit on the table next to the window lattice, the dim light was around her, the dark night seemed to be about to light up, King Jin sat up with his back straight, Qing'er got up and poured him a cup of tea, turned around to get a dry middle coat.

After King Jin's emotions gradually calmed down, Qing'er helped him change into his soaked middle coat, "What happened?" ”

A relieved voice sounded in his ears, he raised his eyes to look at Qing'er, once upon a time, he deceived himself like this: "If we solve the poison of love Gu, you may lose more, if you don't understand, you and the war king will be entangled in this life, where to go, and you are confused for your husband." ”

Can't have children, he doesn't care, if Qing'er can let go, he will be full of joy and never regret it, but if his life is endangered, he hesitates, the light is swaying, and the atmosphere is depressed and silent.

His thoughts were tactfully fluctuating, and when he came back to his senses, he felt that the surroundings were about to light up, and the quiet and thick depression was still there: "I have the power to the truth of the matter." ”

Qing'er stared at the man in front of him, King Jin has always been steady and decent, even if Mount Tai is overpowered, it may not be able to make him panic at all, and life and death have long been out of the way for him.

The man's eyebrows rolled up a violent look, like cold spring water in a deep pool frozen into ice edges, spreading layer by layer of sharp edges, he stroked Qing'er's fair face, the delicate skin under his hands, there were quietly beating blood, and it slid clearly under his fingertips: "If you want to completely get rid of the poison of love Gu, you will lose the right to conceive children, and you may also be in danger of life." The war king's veins are broken, like a wasted person. ”

The heartache of forbearance, at this moment, collapsed from the bottom of his heart, every inch of muscles and bones seemed to be being torn apart fiercely, pressing the bloody wound in front of his eyes, forcing him to make a choice, he hugged Qing'er tightly into his arms: "Don't have children for your husband, as long as you are good, but your life is in danger, you can't do it for your husband, we are so good, our husband will definitely protect you, and we will leave for Mexico tomorrow." ”

The sharp eyes were heavy, like a boundless storm of the night sea, clenching the people under his eyes, the moment she escaped from his embrace, the rough palm grabbed the slender wrist, and with a force, he pulled her body and slammed it back into his arms.

She could clearly hear the beating in his chest, the blood-boiling chest bullied up, he grabbed her red lips, from violent and slow to soft, he held her hand and couldn't refuse to cut it behind him, until Qing'er was angry, he was reluctant to leave, but pressed his forehead against her, "Don't leave for your husband, please." ”