In the carriage, Ji Mo Qinghe sat in the middle, and spent the night administering needles to him in an attempt to slow down the spread of the poison.

"I don't quite understand, why do you want to make her sad when you have made a decision?"

Instant Mo Qinghe opened his eyes.

"Fake death, so that she can be fully prepared before returning to the royal capital, after all, the loss of power in the court is only an expedient measure, as long as I am in one day, Haotian will have something to rely on, once I am poisoned, my existence will become her weakness, easy to be taken advantage of, as for those words, ......"

His eyes twinkled, revealing a hint of nostalgia.

"It's so that she can remember me, if I don't go back, I will always be a scar in her heart."

"Wushuang Gongzi really loves to tell the truth, if it weren't for the fact that we have been friends for many years and still have some understanding, otherwise it would be really scary, people like you, it's really suitable to be with my sister."

Pouting all night, weighing the pros and cons, these two people are clearer than anyone else.

The carriage galloped on the official road for four days, during which Jimo Qinghe's dream became more and more serious, but fortunately, he was by the side of the night, and he helped him suppress it in time.

But when he approached Qianze, the time for Moqing and wakefulness was getting shorter and shorter, and his sanity had been seriously eroded.

When Zhao Yu and Yidong received the message from Gongzi Qingniao, they had already hurried to Qiongyu County, the border of Haotian, to wait.

The carriage stopped in front of an inn, and helped Jimo Qinghe to get out of the carriage all night, and Yidong and Zhaoyu, who were waiting in front of the inn day and night, immediately greeted Gongzi when they saw him.

"Childe, how's it going?"

Zhao Yu asked eagerly.

Jimo Qinghe shook his head to indicate that there was nothing to do, and looked around.

"Let's go in and talk about it."

Yidong nodded and reached out to help Jimo Qinghe.

"Please."

The largest Tianzi room in the inn, the night is taking the pulse of Jimo Qinghe.

"I use silver needles every day to suppress the toxicity, although it can keep you awake, but this method is extremely counterproductive to the body."

Ji Mo Qinghe's face was a little pale.

"Thank you."

"What do you say thank you at this time?"

Su Ye was a little annoyed, so he simply turned his head and asked the two people behind him with worried faces.

"Hey, you two, did you find Sheng Chi?"

"I ......"

Yidong was ashamed.

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Zhao Yu glanced through the crack in the door, and then opened the door.

"The Grand Master."

Meng Jun from the Chongzhou branch walked in, and Zong Feng followed behind him.

Ji Mo Qinghe saw the two of them coming in, and after a little guess, he knew that it was his two subordinates.

Yidong saw that Gongzi's expression was a little strange, and he immediately gave it up.

"It's Yidong who is reckless, please punish the son."

"Childe, it was my idea! Monarch Meng is in Qianze, if he helps, it will be easier to find Sheng Chi, Childe, you can't delay it any longer......"

Zhao Yu lowered his head, he learned the news, and rushed here from Kangping overnight, if there is something wrong with the son......

"Walk the head."

Meng Jun didn't expect that Jimo Qinghe's situation was worse than he imagined.

Standing on the sidelines, he stared at Zong Feng closely.

"The Night King."

Zong Feng took the lead in bowing and saluting.

"Night, Nightmaster?"

Meng Jun narrowed his eyes.

Night King, how does it feel a little familiar? He thought about it in his head for a while, and he slept all night...... The ...... on the King of Heaven My brother?

What kind of luck is this, Haotian Chenganhou follows him, the head of the Chamber of Commerce is the left minister, and he has also helped the Haotian monarch, and now he knows the night king.

Sure enough, I was born to be rich and noble.

Meng Jun nodded secretly and snickered in joy.

"Why are you here?"

Suye asked.

"I ......"

Zong Feng was thinking about how to explain.

"Come on, come on, let me tell you, Xiao Feng is now the big head of our Chongzhou branch, and he is not a Cheng'an Hou."

Meng Jun said first.

"Who is this gentleman?"

Su Ye was a little puzzled.

"Wanfu, the king of the night, Meng Jun, the chief secretary of the Chongzhou branch in Xiaweiyun."

Meng Junsheng was feminine, he deliberately stroked his hair again, and he couldn't help but feel some weird feelings when he watched it all night.

"It's good to call me sleepy all night, I don't have to be involved in government politics, I don't have so many rules."

Suye nodded and said.

"It's just Zong Feng, you weren't ...... said at the time"

The Haotian Imperial Court said that Zong Feng died violently, but he appeared here, safe and sound, and seemed to be very comfortable.

"It's the king."

Zong Feng spoke in a low voice.

"Looks like my sister has really changed a lot."

Su Ye sighed with emotion, his sister was softer than before he left.