"That's it!" Emperor Yan stopped at the right time. Then he turned around and walked towards the iris lying on the ground, and after squatting down, he held the wrist of the iris between his fingers, and frowned slightly on his plain face. Yu Guang glanced at Mingmei, who was frightened by his gaze. Retracted his eyes, took out a delicate white porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill from the bottle and put it into the mouth of the iris, then got up and looked at Qiansang, and said, "Bring a glass of water." ”

No matter how stupid she is, she can see that Yan Difeng is saving the iris, so she immediately did so, handed him the water, and he took it and fed it to the iris lying on the ground. After that, he returned the water cup to Assan, got up and said, "Take the iris back and rest for a good night, if you wake up tomorrow morning, you will be fine." ”

Her heart tightened: "What if you don't wake up?" ”

He stared at her, "It's dead." ”

Her pupils opened slightly, and the sharp petals of her palms turned towards Mingmei, but she was pulled by him in the next second. She looked back at him: "Don't stop me, I know it's a trick, you can believe it or not, but she has to pay for it!" ”

His face was blank, and his eyes were deep: "If the iris doesn't wake up early tomorrow morning, this king will send the ghostly beauty." ”

...... So, does he believe that the iris has become like this?

After some struggle, he withdrew his hand, stepped forward to pick up the iris lying on the ground, and left the room.

There was a sudden silence in the room, which was in stark contrast to the bustle of Fang Cai. The momentum of Emperor Yan's body was particularly obvious in the room, and Ming Mei was nervous because of this momentum with a dangerous aura, and struggled between her eyebrows for a moment, and stepped forward with her hands clenched into fists...... Master...... Mei'er has never hurt the iris ......"

"Smack!"

Before she could finish the words in her mouth, she was slapped hard, and half of her face immediately turned crimson, and it hurt. The pain on her face is nothing, the most important thing is the pain in her heart, she raised her head in shock, looked at Emperor Yan in front of her, and said, "Master...... You ......"

"You used the poison of the Immortal Emperor Pavilion, do you think this monarch doesn't know?" Seeing that she was speechless, she said again: "If it weren't for the fact that Benjun didn't want Qiansang to know about the Immortal Emperor Pavilion, Mingmei, you have become a corpse at this moment." His eyes were slightly condensed, and there was a hidden anger in his eyes: "Benjun once asked Yingjin to warn you, don't do those things that shouldn't be done under Benjun's nose." His brows furrowed deeply, and he said word by word: "Mingmei, you have disappointed Benjun too much!" ”

She slowly lowered her head and said nothing.

"Mingmei, you don't have to follow Benjun on the next road, now immediately return to the Immortal Emperor Pavilion and take over the things in the hands of the Stygian Jin." He said in a deep voice: "Early tomorrow morning, this gentleman wants to see the Stygian Brocade." ”

She raised her head suddenly, and there was a complicated pleading meaning in her innocent eyes: "Master, don't drive Mei'er away, Mei'er won't do this again in the future." Please, don't drive Mei'er away, okay? ”

"No discussion!" After speaking, he turned and walked towards the door.

In Mingmei's opinion, what he did was really ruthless, but she didn't think it was his fault, all of this was caused by Qiansang.

His eyes overflowed with hatred little by little, his hands were clenched into fists, his brows were twisted together, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Assan, let's see, I won't give up so well!" ”

Qiansang took the iris back to the room, and waited for her to wake up by the bed, when she heard the sound of the door being pushed open behind her, and subconsciously looked behind her, only to see Emperor Yan coming steadily, standing behind her with his hands in his hands.

She stared at him, "Don't you have anything to tell me?" ”

He said indifferently: "No." ”

"So what are you doing here? There are still a few hours before dawn, and tomorrow you have to hurry, why don't you go back and rest? ”

He muttered, "This king expected that you would not sleep for the sake of the iris, and when I thought of this, I couldn't sleep. ”

When she heard this, layers of ripples appeared in her eyes, and she disappeared in an instant, and said with her eyebrows raised: "Emperor Yanfeng, you know very well in your heart that all this is done by Mingmei, right?" ”

He was silent.

She continued, "And you have proof that this is what Styx did, and you didn't let me touch her because she was your person. The words stopped here, and there was a burst of anger in his heart for no reason, frowning and staring at him, and said word by word: "Don't forget, Mingmei is your person, but Iris's ear is my person, I regard my iris as a sister, how can I bear to let her be hurt, and ......" She sighed deeply: "She became like this because of me." If I hadn't given her the snacks that Charm had given me, I would be lying in bed now, not her. ”

Emperor Yan was glad that the person lying on the bed was an iris and not a light mulberry, otherwise he would have broken Mingmei's neck by now.

He said: "If she doesn't wake up tomorrow, I'll leave it to you to deal with." ”

She looked up at him, and she couldn't see his true thoughts from the depth of his eyes, but as the king of words, since he could say this, he would definitely be able to do it. Thinking of this, I felt relieved for a moment, and retracted my eyes to look at the iris lying on the bed.

The night is as cold as water, some people hide from reality in their dreams, some people struggle to move forward in reality, time often does not stop, ruthless with chic. When the first rays of the sun shone through the window on the face of Iris, who was lying on the bed, her eyelashes moved, a subtle movement that was captured by Asa-san.

"Iris!" She immediately shouted at her, like the deepest but excited shout, nervous and irrepressible excitement, complex and sincere emotions really shouted Iris back from the ghost gate.

She slowly opened her eyes, everything in front of her changed from blurry to clear, and when she saw the person in front of her clearly, she called out weakly: "...... Master......"

Asami-sang excitedly stepped forward to hug her, and immediately got up because he leaked too many real emotions in front of him behind him, looked back at him, and said, "Thanks to you, Mingmei doesn't have to die." ”

The corners of his mouth overflowed with a vague smile, and he said indifferently: "Since she has woken up, then this king does not need to stay here anymore, you can clean up after breakfast, and we have to hurry." ”

"Yes." She watched him turn and walk to the door, his footsteps paused slightly, and the afterglow seemed to glance at her, she hurriedly withdrew her eyes, her cheeks flushed slightly under the veil, and when she looked again, there was no longer him at the door.

"Master......"

"I'm here!" He immediately stepped forward to help her ears up, and when she leaned her back against the wall behind her, she asked, "How is it?" Does your stomach still hurt? ”

Iris shook her head: "It doesn't hurt anymore." After a pause, he muttered, "Except for a little lack of strength in the body, nothing else." ”

"Then I'll be relieved." The heart settled down, sat on the bed, looked at the eyes of the iris with a tactful eyebrow, and pondered secretly in his heart, and then said: "Iris, I have verified that it was the poison that made you so painful. ”