Another quarter of an hour passed, and the old emperor's body stabilized, and the complexion on his face was much better.

Gu Youlan withdrew her spiritual power, took off the golden needle, and took out a five-grade high-grade repair pill and a blood spirit pill and gave them to the old emperor in turn.

Yan took out a brocade to wipe the sweat on Gu Youlan's forehead, and asked with concern, "Are you tired?" How about taking a break? ”

Gu Youlan shook her head and smiled, a trace of warmth was born in her heart, no matter when, Yan always felt the most sorry for her, there is no doubt about this, if she said who she trusted the most in this continent, it was nothing more than Yan.

Because Yan, in the reincarnation tens of thousands of years ago, was the person who loved her the most and loved her the most, and even waited for her for tens of thousands of years for a promise, looking for her for tens of thousands of years, unswerving, and never gave up.

Although her memory has not been fully recovered, the part of her emotions towards Yan has recovered at least five layers, so she knows, she understands.

Looking at Yan's distressed purple eyes, Gu Youlan thought of Bai Ze and Bai Duan, and she didn't know what was going on with the Dan Yimen, once the matter here was over, she had to rush back to the Xiling Mountains as soon as possible, seeing that the fourth brother's big wedding was imminent, the Dan Yimen side should also begin to take shape.

There was a slight deviation in his thoughts, but only this trace of deviation was also captured by Yan, who was as careful as dust: "Girl, are you homesick?" ”

As soon as she heard this, Gu Youlan's inner thoughts suddenly went out of control like a flood, but because there were still outsiders, she immediately retracted her thoughts and quietly forced the mist in her eyes back.

"It's okay!" Gu Youlan looked at Yan affectionately, turned her head to Duanmu Chen, and said, "Your Majesty will wake up in half a quarter of an hour, if you have anything to say, hurry up!" ”

In fact, Gu Youlan just told me, but she didn't expect Duanmu Chen, who had always been suspicious, to think about it: "Empress, do you mean, the imperial brother, he won't live for a month?" When the words fell, as if he had been hit, his body trembled slightly.

What is a five-grade senior alchemist? Say that there are three layers of certainty that you can be saved, and you can live for at least a month? Duanmu Chenshu, who felt that he had been teased by Gu Youlan, was instantly filled with anger and resentment in his brain.

Seeing Duanmu Chenshu's constricted eyes, Gu Youlan rolled her eyes in her heart, thanks to me for relieving the old emperor's poison, and I didn't say it in advance, otherwise in Duanmu Chenshu's heart, I would definitely fall into the handle of words that are untrustworthy and not good at medicine.

"Lord Chen, you have thought too much, Your Majesty is fine, you still need to recuperate more in the future, and ......", just as Gu Youlan was halfway through her words, Yan beside her quickly condensed a spiritual power and suddenly hit the window on the right.

"Ahh Poof" A shout reached the ears of several people with the sound of people falling to the ground.

After this shout, the entire underground palace suddenly fell silent for a moment, and after a few breaths......

"What about the guards, where are the guards dead?" Duanmu Chenshu, who had not yet recovered from Gu Youlan's words, was suddenly stunned by the sudden scene in front of him, he was stunned for a while, and then shouted.

A short time later, four guards walked in with a man dressed as a palace maid.

Although the palace maid was hit by Yan's spiritual power, she did not hurt her viscera, but her shoulder was pierced and gurgling blood, and her face was slightly pale.

Glancing back at the old emperor on the dragon couch, Duanmu Chenshu commanded the old eunuch who had been stunned: "Then the manager, you take care of the imperial brother first!" With that, he waved his hand at the guard.

In this heavily guarded underground palace, there are spies mixed in, this is really interesting, where is it sacred?

Gu Youlan and Yan glanced at each other tacitly, and then followed Duanmu Chenshu to the hall outside the dormitory.

Gu Youlan sat on the chair opposite Duanmu Chenshu, Yan took out his set of blue porcelain and white glazed teapots again, with a little spiritual power, and the water in the teapot made a splash after a few breaths.

gave Gu Youlan a cup, and gave himself a cup, and then Yan sat at the bottom of Gu Youlan, cocked Erlang's legs and drank tea leisurely, no matter how you look at it, I feel that he is here to see the excitement.

Several guards looked at Yan dumbfounded, and then looked at Duanmu Chenshu, who was expressionless, and they also heard that Prince Chen brought down two Danshi from the palace on the ground, and they thought it was these two.

Although I don't know who these two people are, but judging from their fearless and leisurely style, as well as the indulgence of Prince Chen, the identity and background of these two Danshi must not be simple, and the cultivation of the purple-clothed and white-haired man must be quite high, otherwise why is it just a little bit, and the water in the teapot is boiling?

The faint fragrance of tea wafted throughout the hall, slowly surrounding everyone's noses.

Duanmu Chen glanced at Gu Youlan and Yan, and thought back to what she had just said, and knew that he had not only misunderstood her, but also neglected her.

But the people had already cooked tea, and there was something urgent to deal with at the moment, so they didn't say anything, and then narrowed their eyes tightly, and their voice was cold: "Say!" Who sent you? ”

Although the palace maid who was pushed to the ground and knelt with her head bowed, her panic could be felt from her slightly trembling body, maybe not panic, but because of the sharp pain coming from her shoulder.

Duanmu Chen asked, and saw that the palace maid just lowered her head and trembled, and did not answer his question, so she asked again.

"Don't you say? If you don't say it at this time, this king will have a thousand ways for you to say it later! ”

"Slave, please spare your life!" The palace maid trembled her body, suppressed her voice and finally began to beg for mercy, but she never raised her head.

Gu Youlan took a sip of the teacup, the faint fragrance of tea rippled out from between her lips and teeth, and her ink-dyed eyes revealed a faint look under the illumination of the night pearl in the hall: "You shouldn't call yourself a slave, you should call yourself a slave!" ”

Suddenly, a clear and pleasant voice was heard, and the palace maid's trembling body became even more intense, and Duanmu Chenshu immediately understood.

"Lift your head up!" Duanmu Chen's bell-like voice resounded throughout the hall, and several guards couldn't help but shiver.

"The slave deserves death, please spare your life!" Seeing that her disguise had been revealed, the palace maid hurriedly lay on the ground and kowtowed fiercely.

"Smack!" Duanmu Chenshu slapped the armrest of the chair suddenly: "This king is general, raise his head!" With that, he gave the guard a look.

The guards immediately grabbed the maid and dragged her by the hair, forcing her to raise her head.

Looking at the palace maid under the hall, although she was dressed as a palace maid, her thick eyebrows and thick sideburns did not touch half the color of a woman no matter how she looked at it, Duanmu Chenshu snorted coldly.

"Tell me, who sent you? What are you here for? ”

The 'palace maid' knew that if she recruited today, she would die, and if she didn't, she would die, anyway, the disguise had been exposed, so she simply broke the jar and broke it, turned her heart sideways, and closed her eyes.

"Hmph", looking at the appearance of the 'palace maid', Duanmu Chenshu also knew that ordinary dead soldiers couldn't ask anything, not to mention that His Majesty was about to wake up, and it was imperative for His Majesty to write down an edict of succession as soon as possible.

Just as he was about to wave his hand to let the guards take him down, he heard a lazy voice from Yan's throat: "Just let him go?" ”

Yan's meaning is actually very simple, he didn't ask anything, he let people take him down, in case he dies in prison, isn't it impossible to ask anything?

But Duanmu Chenshu, who has always prided himself on being smart, thought about Yan's words again, he thought that Yan's implication was that he deliberately favored this fake palace maid, or that his interrogation just now was just a superficial article, but in fact he deliberately let this person go.

Or a deeper meaning, that is, this person who pretends to be a palace maid may be a dead soldier sent by him.

Yan's seemingly simple words not only made Duanmu Chenshu cold-faced, but also made the guards in the hall suspicious.

"Yes, the prince didn't ask anything, why are you so eager to let us take him down?"

"What does the prince think in his heart? Or is it a calculation? Your Majesty is already terminally ill, could it be that the prince has any thoughts that he shouldn't have? ”

"No, could it be that this person was sent by the prince? Otherwise, why didn't he ask? ”

"Since the prince came back, His Majesty's illness has become even worse, could it be the prince's ......?"

The four guards had four ideas, but all of them began to doubt Duanmu Chenshu, and once the seeds of doubt took root in their hearts, the trend of germination would gradually take shape.

Looking at the guards' uncertain expressions, Duanmu Chenshu pulled down his old face. Although he is the younger brother of the old emperor, at this critical moment, whenever something has something to do with him, he has also become the object of suspicion of the emperor's henchmen.

Originally, he was not very yearning for imperial power, his preference has always been advanced force, as long as he has supreme cultivation, his status will be more noble than the monarch of a country.

In this continent that advocates martial arts, having the highest cultivation is more noble than having imperial power, which is also the wish he made when he followed his master to travel around the world.

Suddenly suspicious of the guards because of the things in front of him, Duanmu Chenshu's heart was unprecedentedly irritable: "Master Guoshi, what do you mean by this?" ”

Yan seemed to be able to read minds, he playfully swept the guards under the hall, and glanced at Duanmu Chenshu again, and the upturned Erlang's legs shook tremblingly: "What does Prince Chen think the deity means?" ”

"It's the deity again!" I don't know why, every time I hear this national teacher call himself a deity, Duanmu Chenshu's heart will have a feeling of excitement, in this continent, the person who dares to call himself a deity is either the lord of one force, or the cultivation has reached the high position of the holy deity.

Could it be that this National Teacher's cultivation has already reached the Holy Venerable? Duanmu Chenshu's mind flashed frequently, Yan Fang just pointed out the fragment of the teapot boiling water, and he asked in his heart, if it was himself, how long would it take to boil water with only spiritual power?