Jiang An in the Rongcheng Inn was still lying on the couch with his eyes closed, his fists clenched tightly, secretly mentioning his true qi, trying to break away the thirteen big points sealed by Ye Jin one by one. Faced with such a situation, he couldn't help but feel a little discouraged in his heart, and at this speed, it seemed that it would take two or three days to rush away. In the past two or three days, if you quietly break through the acupuncture path, then it's okay, the key is that you still have to deal with Princess Qiling and the sinister and cunning Ye Jin who come to "visit" frequently, two or three days, although it is not enough to go out of the Donglai country, but the variables contained in it are unpredictable.

When Jiang An closed his eyes and thought about it, the wooden door on his side made another "squeak" sound, accompanied by the sound of brisk footsteps, Jiang An didn't need to open his eyes, and he knew the identity of the person. He raised his head and smiled slightly, showing a little softness as much as possible, and nodded to the woman in purple in front of him, "Princess." ”

The woman in purple raised her eyebrows lightly, her eyes were tactful, and she snorted strangely in her throat, raising her eyebrows slightly, revealing a girlish and innocent childishness. She hid one hand behind her back, and the other covered her face and smiled softly. Jiang An looked at her smug look, and he was expecting eight or nine points in his heart, raised his eyes to look, and sure enough, behind the fluttering purple veil, a little bit of golden light was revealed. Jiang An's eyelids were slightly closed, the corners of his lips were raised, and then he chuckled, "Didn't the princess find Jiang An's golden armor?" ”

Ye Shuifu heard it, and there was a little annoyance and disappointment in her eyes at first glance, and through the purple veil covering her face, she could see the slightly pursed mouth. Seeing this, Jiang An turned his head and chuckled lightly for the cuteness of the woman in front of him. Ye Shuifu's eyes were tactful, and she glanced at him thoughtfully, as if she felt extremely boring, stomped her feet a few times, raised her hand and threw the golden armor on Jiang An's body, flipped her slender hand, babbling in her mouth, and didn't know what to say. At this time, Jiang An's eyes were firmly fixed on the golden armor on his body, which he regarded as life, where would he care about what was expressed in front of him.

Ye Shuifu saw that Jiang An in front of him ignored him, his eyes were a little disgusted, he pouted, and pulled Jiang An's hand hidden in the quilt, and pointed at his palm, one stroke at a time, condensing into a few big characters, "Is the prince's body unwell?" ”

Jiang An's eyes rolled a few times, pretending to look tired, and he thought in a trance, "It's okay, it's just that I've been drunk with ten miles of incense recently, and I'm weak, and I'm groggy all day long, and I want to fall asleep as soon as I touch the bed......"

Ye Shuifu heard this, her delicate eyebrows and eyes moved in a trance, and she suddenly passed a little apology, so she lowered her head and slowly drew it between his palms, "The antidote is on the brother, he said that this medicine is not poisonous, it just restricts the prince's travel, and the king of Donglai sent people to search for the prince everywhere, and before leaving Donglai, he must not let you leave." ”

"Oh...... That's it," Jiang An raised his head, staring at her beautiful eyes with sleepy eyes, pretending to be suddenly enlightened, and muttered intermittently, "It's rare for the son of the world to be so kind, no wonder, I've been weak all the time in recent days, and I have been trying to fall ......asleep."

Seeing this, Ye Shuifu bent his eyebrows, chuckled, raised his hand to fold the golden armor square, put it next to Jiang An's pillow, smiled lightly and made a few gestures, Jiang An opened his eyes, expected to be a farewell, smiled apologetically, turned his head and fell asleep. Ye Shuifu looked at his lazy demeanor, smiled lightly, and in her eyebrows, as if she had bloomed into hibiscus, she raised her hand, tucked the corner of the quilt for him, stared at him and smiled lightly, then turned around, gently covered the door, and left like the wind.

Jiang An's eyes opened a gap slightly, and he saw the purple figure turn out in a moment, his gaze was cold, and then he struggled to raise his hand to put on the golden armor and poke into the familiar heart guard.

There was a "boom" in his ears, and the closed wooden door was slammed open in an instant, and then what caught his eye was the figure of the great man of the Ling Shizi, who pressed the sword in his hand, his eyes were sharp, and he strode forward. Behind her was the slender woman in purple, she was full of tears, bowed her head and sobbed, struggling to raise her hand, trying to hold her brother's arm, but he pushed her away.

Mixed with monstrous anger, Ye Jin stepped in, regardless of whether it was indiscriminate, he raised his hand, snatched the golden armor on Jiang An's side, and threw his hand on the ground. ”

"Really?" Jiang An's demeanor was leisurely, not moved by the situation in front of him at all, he closed his eyes, the corners of his lips outlined a light smile, and he said lightly, "It's just to see things and think about people, and to remember, although the prince checks it, Jiang An doesn't mind." ”

"Hmph." Ye Jin squinted, glanced at Jiang An a few times, turned his head and snorted coldly, pulled out the sword at his waist with a "whoosh", peeled off the layers of gold armor scattered on the ground, and looked at it carefully a few times, but he couldn't see anything abnormal.

He turned his head and sighed, Ye Shuifu behind him was still dripping with tears, raised his pink fist, hammered a few times on his lower back, mixed with a little unwilling anger, flipped his slender hand, and made a few tactful gestures.

"Hey......" Ye Jin was a little disappointed, turned around and patted her head a few times, but was lifted away by the angry woman in purple. Ye Shuifu ignored him, sobbing mournfully, leaned down, folded the golden armor scattered on the ground inch by inch, and got up to send it to Jiang An's pillow.

Jiang An raised his head, stared at Ye Jin, and smiled lightly, "It's just a golden armor, Jiang An sees things and thinks about people, why is the son so nervous?" ”

"Oh? The thing reminds one of its owner? Hearing this, Ye Jin seemed to be a little interested, and he was suspicious, "Then how does Qin Lan, the king of Donglai, treat the prince, so that he can make the prince miss him so much?" ”

"The grace of my father's nurturing is as heavy as a mountain, and Jiang An has nothing to repay." At this point, Jiang An turned his head, let out a long sigh, and even his voice gradually became mournful, "The prince doesn't know, this golden armor is made by my Donglai Yaohua princess, if Jiang An follows the prince to Qi Ning, when he sees the princess again, I don't know what year and month it is, keep the old clothes, and see things and think about people." ”

As soon as these words came out, Ye Jin couldn't wait for Ye Jin to be surprised, the golden armor in Ye Shuifu's hand on the side suddenly fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, as if she was struck by the Nine Heavens Thunder, the purple-clothed woman trembled all over, looked up at Jiang An, and a thick mist suddenly rose in her beautiful eyes, and it seemed to be dripping with water. She hurriedly leaned down, extinguished a bottomless sadness in her eyes, raised her hand to pick up the golden armor scattered on the ground, refolded it inch by inch, bent her eyebrows, and took a step forward to put it next to Jiang An's pillow.

"Oh?" Ye Shuifu's trance at that moment, although he tried his best to hide it, was still in Ye Jin's view, his eyes were cold, he paused, and waited for the woman in purple in front of him to fold the golden armor before he said casually, "It seems that the rumors in the Donglai Palace are true, ha, Ye Jin originally thought it was groundless, haha." ”

"Rumors always have a foundation on which they stand, and they will definitely not be groundless." Jiang An looked at Ye Jin, raised his head and smiled slightly. At that moment, the left hand that was exposed outside the quilt suddenly touched the ice, and the fingertips were cold. His fingers, instinctively retracted back, touching a hint of wetness. Jiang An was still staring at Ye Jin's eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips. Ye Shuifu lowered her head, smoothed the golden armor, pressed it against Jiang An's bedside, and got up to leave, but this time, she unexpectedly did not stand behind Ye Jin, but pushed the door and left.

Ye Jin turned his head, looked at the woman's slender back, and frowned a little. His gaze was still cold, looking at the golden armor beside Jiang An, and the more he felt that the light was dazzling, hiding a mystery. Under suspicion, he picked up the golden armor with one hand, and laughed slyly, "The prince is scheming, and he asks for things for no reason, although he can't see any clues, but he has to guard against it." After finishing speaking, he stepped forward and approached Jiang An, took out the familiar pill of drug from his arms, stuffed it into Jiang An's mouth, and read a sentence, "The prince is brilliant and amazing, and he has frequent clever plans, but it really makes Ye Jin difficult to sleep peacefully in recent days!" ”

Jiang An lowered his head and sighed, and in desperation, he had to swallow the pill, and a trace of bitterness suddenly filled his lips and teeth. Ye Jin watched him swallow it coldly, expecting that he couldn't play any tricks under his nose, and after inspecting it a few times, he laughed with satisfaction, got up and lifted the wooden door, and left in a hurry.

Jiang An caught a glimpse of his back disappearing, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and his clenched right hand slowly opened, and in his palm, a small purple flower bloomed quietly, exuding a faint light that was intoxicating. That delicate little flower is the most famous medicinal herb in Donglai - Purple Flower Fall, which can be used to relieve all kinds of poisons.

The ten miles of incense that he had just taken were drunk, and the effect of the medicine slowly rose again, paralyzing the muscles on Jiang An's body inch by inch. At this time, even moving the eyeballs takes half a day's strength. Jiang An struggled desperately, put his right hand to his lips, and broke out in a cold sweat before moving a finger's distance.

Jiang An struggled to open his mouth, biting the tip of his tongue with all his might, and the pain in his heart hit him in an instant, making him shiver all over his body. However, at that moment, Jiang An desperately raised his right hand, put all the purple flowers and sunflowers in his hand in his mouth, and swallowed the gurgling blood gushing out of the tip of his tongue.

In an instant, the corners of Jiang An's lips flashed with a casual chuckle, he turned over and sat up, and the shackles around him were instantly shattered! However, at this time, Jiang An did not rush to escape from the window, but quickly sat cross-legged on the couch, his eyes closed slightly, and rushed away as soon as possible the few acupuncture points that had been sealed before.

The tip of his left finger, the wet and cold feeling is still there, Jiang An lowered his head, glanced at the liquid in his fingertips, frowned a little, and there was a wave of doubt in his heart, this is ...... Is it the tears of the woman in purple?

She...... Why the tears? Such tears...... And why is it broken in your fingertips?