Dou Xuan turned around.

"The war between the Chiyang Kingdom and the Cangqiu Kingdom is imminent, at this time, there is no need to pay attention to the Feng Ming Kingdom to add one more trouble, the Feng Ming Kingdom also understands this, so he dares to talk about it. What are you anxious about, sooner or later, the Chiyang Kingdom will dominate the world, and the small Fengying Kingdom will perish sooner or later, and she may die before the Chiyang Kingdom can do it. Dou Xuan said, sneering.

This smile was full of gloom, and the ministers saw it in their eyes, and suddenly didn't dare to say anything.

"Go and inquire if Prince Changxi is in Hanjing." Dou Xuan ordered in a deep voice, he wanted to meet Chang Xi's son, he hadn't had much contact with him before, but now he was very interested, the legend is that he is a native of the Yanyun country of the Feng Ming people.

Sui Hu Gaohua responded in a low voice.

……

Night.

The Imperial Palace of the Phoenix Kingdom.

In Dou Xuan's opinion, the honest and simple architecture is completely incomparable with the splendor of the Chiyang Kingdom.

The vegetation here is also not as abundant as the royal palaces of other countries, probably because the rain is not abundant, and the trees are short and small.

Despite the lack of shade from the trees, Dou Xuan, dressed in night clothes, still jumped lightly on the high roof, avoiding the patrolling guards and sneaking into the palace.

The soldiers on patrol only felt a gust of wind blowing by, and they settled down, but they found nothing, and continued to patrol suspiciously.

Outside the palace, when the bell and drum fell, he stopped steadily at the top of a palace, and on the opposite side of this palace, the three-character plaque symbolized the most noble status of the Phoenix Palace.

The Feng lord of the Feng Ming Kingdom has no concubines, and lives in the palace alone, and the huge palace is a guard except for the palace maids and eunuchs, which is very depressed in Dou Xuan's opinion.

There are not many soldiers patrolling the palace of the Phoenix Palace, but the Phoenix Palace is heavily guarded, all elite, ready to guard the palace, and the atmosphere invisibly brought out makes people feel that the Phoenix Palace is unusual.

Is it really sick? Dou Xuan thought in his heart.

Thinking like this, he swept over the heads of the guards under the palace walls like a gust of wind, and the speed and swiftness of his movements were terrifying.

In this way, he sneaked into the Phoenix Palace briskly and freely, without alarming anyone, and landed smoothly on the dormitory.

He crouched down and lifted a few roof tiles, which, according to the general layout of the dormitory, were the inner sanctum. He looked down, it was indeed the inner hall, the inner hall was brightly lit, a big-breasted maid sat on the phoenix bed, wiping her hands and face with a soft wet cloth towel for the woman lying on the bed, and the maid's towering big breasts could be seen from the roof.

Even though she couldn't see her face with her head down, Dou Xuan could be sure that the maid was Fire Dance.

The handles outside the Phoenix Palace are tight, but there are few people in the palace, maybe it's unnecessary, because the maids around the Phoenix Lord are all masters of one in a hundred.

However, Dou Xuan didn't pay attention to it, just a few women, he deliberately hid his breath, he was looking for Si Qian's traces, he regarded Si Qian as an opponent, but after looking for a long time, he didn't find any traces of Si Qian's hiding.

It seems that Si Qian is not here, Lord Feng is seriously ill, King Lian was killed, and the right to make decisions in Feng Ming Kingdom is said to have fallen to Si Qian.

Dou Xuan secretly said lucky in his heart.

He looked at the person sleeping on the bed, and he felt lifeless and dying from her.

At this moment, another maid came in from outside, Huo Wu hurriedly moved away from the bed, and the two of them muttered together for a while, but what they said was "Lord Changxi". Dou Xuan listened carefully, and what he heard was Huo Wu asking the girl in a low voice:

"Emperor Yanyun's letter?"

"Yes." The girl with her hair in a bun nodded vigorously.

"For Lord Changxi?"

"Yes."

"What did Si Qian say?"

"Lord Si Qian said, let people leave tomorrow night and send it to Lord Changxi."

"Did you see it?"

"Nope. Lord Si Qian said that His Royal Highness had explained that although Lord Changxi was in the Fengying Kingdom, he was a native of the Yanyun Kingdom after all, and he could contact the Yanyun Kingdom freely. The palace maid said seriously.

Fire Dance nodded, "Then let's do it." ”

"Lord Si Qian called Sister Huo Wu over."

"Then you take care of Your Highness for me, and I'll be back in a while."

"Yes."

Huo Wu explained a few more words that were necessary to take care of the Phoenix Lord, and what she explained was completely the taboo of taking care of the patient.

The double-haired maid wrote them down one by one and nodded, her serious and unfamiliar appearance gave Dou Xuan the feeling that she was a new person, not threatening at all.

He squatted on the roof and watched Fire Dance walk out of the dormitory and leave the Phoenix Palace.

The Phoenix Palace became quiet, only the palace maid with a double mustache was guarding the side of the phoenix bed, and after a while, her head began to grow little by little, as if she was going to take a nap.

Dou Xuan confirmed that there was no one around, and quietly jumped down from the roof, like a shadow, and rushed into the inner hall, and when the palace maid guarding the bed had not noticed, he suddenly covered her mouth and nose with the handkerchief in his hand. The palace maid struggled in horror, and in the process of struggling, Dou Xuan only felt a pain in his hand, and he slurped his tongue.

Gradually, the palace maid stopped struggling, Dou Xuan let go of her hand, and the palace maid lay on the ground softly, motionless.

Dou Xuan frowned, looked down at the wound on his finger, it was cut by the ring on the palace maid's hand, and a little blood was shed. He was a little angry, kicked the palace maid lying on the ground aside, sat on the phoenix bed, and looked at the morning light lying on the phoenix bed.

Her face was as pale as paper, her breath was faint, and it was impossible to tell whether she was in a coma or asleep.

He first observed her face, and from the outside, she was indeed not very good. He stretched out his finger to probe her breath, and although it was still breathing, it was so faint that it seemed to be cut off at any moment.

He was still a little guarded, and when he was doing these things, he had been vigilant and ready to answer at any time, but Chenguang was indeed asleep, or she was unconscious, and he waited for a long time and did not see her wake up, so he was more sure.

He was sure in his heart that her serious illness was likely to be related to what happened on Mingjian Mountain, although he didn't see the follow-up, but when he saw her and Yan Ying on the first day, he was sure that Yan Ying was lying to her, and with Yan Ying's person, she would definitely not be better in the end.

He reached out and stroked her soft pale cheeks, which were sickly cold, but they were the warmth he liked.

He watched as she slept quietly with her eyes closed, his cold fingers rubbing against her cheeks repeatedly.

"It's still you who make me feel comfortable, pretending to be stupid is not suitable for you, you should be cold, ruthless, like ice and snow, pure white, cold, and unapproachable." He muttered softly.

An extremely seductive scent emanated from her body, causing her heart to suddenly beat wildly, beating faster and faster. His breathing was out of rhythm, and the fingers that were rubbing her cheeks repeatedly suddenly quivered, and the depths of his eyes shimmered red.

It was impossible to tell whether it was to test her reaction to see if she would suddenly jump up, or for his own selfish desires, his fingers began to follow the temptation of her scent, gently brushing her slender neck, picking open the brocade quilt covering her, and hooking open her white bedclothes, revealing the corner of Su Aya's belly.