Chapter 258: King Yan sucks poison blood for Concubine Meng

"Miss," Yan Shuyao raised her eyes to look at the delicate and vulgar Ji Qingge, and explained softly:

"Actually, I married into the Chengxiang Hall with a purpose. Because before marrying into the Chengxiang Palace, I always thought that His Royal Highness King Yan was a ruthless prince.

His hands were stained with blood......"

It was only after Yan Shuyao married into the Chengxiang Palace, and after understanding all aspects, she realized that all the legends about King Yan that she had heard before were not all true.

He didn't mean to abandon the tense war in northern Xinjiang, but Yan Xiyun had a small birth.

Yan Xiyun's physique is already weak, and she has not stopped taking Molin grass over the years.

His Royal Highness King Yan regarded her as the only one in his life, so he rushed back to the imperial city from the north and took care of Yan Xiyun personally. ”

Yan Shuyao sighed softly, looked at Ji Qingge with embarrassed eyes, and said, "Although Yan Xiyun is related to me, because of King Yan's rules, no one is allowed to enter Xiyun's room.

Therefore, I can only be invited by Yan Xiyun to sit down occasionally after His Royal Highness King Yan goes to Dayue Palace.

Listen to her play the kite, drink tea with her, and chat. ”

"Hmm."

Ji Qingge didn't interrupt Yan Shuyao's words, just listened quietly. Let's see if I can learn some valuable news from Yan Shuyao's mouth.

Yan Xiyun said, if I don't mind, I can call her sister.

also said that she actually misses you very much. It's just that I'm worried that if she goes to the Starlight Hall to find you, and I'm afraid that you and His Royal Highness King Xiao will mind, so I have to give up. ”

Yan Shuyao took the tea handed to her by Ji Qingge, took a sip, and said.

Ji Qingge held the teacup, blew the floating tea leaves, and asked, "Then how did you answer her?" ”

"I can see that Yan Xiyun is just saying polite words. She seemed to have something to say to me, but after seeing me several times, she still didn't. ”

When Yan Xiyun was mentioned, the envy, pity, and jealousy in Yan Shuyao's eyes were more obvious.

This made Ji Qingge, who was already a person who had come over, only see it, and he could understand that Yan Shuyao really had a real heart for King Yan. Somehow, she pinched a cold sweat in her heart for Yan Shuyao.

Asked Yan Shuyao softly: "Have you told Brother Xing about your careful thoughts?" ”

"Got it."

Yan Shuyao squinted her small and smart eyes shallowly and said.

"What did Brother Xing say?"

Ji Qingge was inevitably curious in his heart, how did a cautious person like Yan Fengxing deal with this kind of small contradiction.

He told me not to sink too deep, and said...... King Yan would not like any woman other than Yan Xiyun. Because he has known King Yan for many years.

Yu Keqing didn't get the love of King Yan, probably because of Yu Keqing's tricky personality.

But I ...... But it's not the type that King Yan likes. ”

In the carriage of General Ji's mansion, Yan Shuyao was aggrieved and cried alone because of this incident.

Over the years, she has been accustomed to telling her thoughts to Ji Qingge, the concubine of General Ji's Mansion. So much so that in the face of her brother Yan Fengxing's concern, she was still a little nervous in her heart.

Puzzled, he asked Yan Fengxing: "Brother, how can you be so sure that King Yan won't like me?"

Is it because I'm not as beautiful as Yan Xiyun?

Or is it because dad and you ...... Are they all His Royal Highness King Xiao's people? ”

"Haha."

Yan Fengxing shrugged his shoulders slightly, revealing a helpless smile. said: "You are in Chengxiang Palace, have you ever seen King Yan looking for other women?" ”

"Nope."

Yan Shuyao shook her head awkwardly and said.

"Isn't that all there is to it?"

Although King Yan was ruthless, he did his best to Yan Xiyun.

A man is as devoted as King Yan. How could he spend his children's love for another woman?

These have nothing to do with him and his father Yan Li being the courtiers of His Royal Highness King Xiao.

Yan Fengxing's gentle gaze looked at Yan Shuyao and said truthfully.

"Hmm."

A trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes, and Yan Shuyao took the silk handkerchief handed to her by Yan Fengxing. He asked softly, "Brother, if you don't like a certain woman, will you suck out the poisonous blood for her?" ”

"You mean...... King Yan sucks poisonous blood for you? ”

A hint of gloom flashed in Yan Fengxing's eyes, and he said coldly: "He poisoned you, and then take drugs for you?" "Could it be that Yan Shuyao admitted her mistake?

King Yan won't be so stupid.

Seeing that Yan Fengxing didn't believe it at all, Yan Shuyao had no choice but to move to his side and show Yan Fengxing the needle-sized wound on the back of her right hand.

"This is when I was strolling in the back garden of Chengxiang Hall a few years ago, I accidentally stepped on a secret mechanism behind the rockery, and was injured after falling into a secret room."

When Yan Shuyao spoke, her eyes revealed infinite warmth.

"Secret room?"

Yan Fengxing, who has sneaked into the Chengxiang Hall many times, really didn't realize that there was an underground secret room in that luxurious palace?

"How big is that secret room?"

"It's as spacious as the hall of our General Yan's Mansion." Yan Shuyao carefully recalled the scene after falling into the secret room, and said:

"As soon as I fell in, I saw a dense raindrop of flying needles coming at me. At that time, I was frightened and panicked, shouting 'help'. ”

After the cry for help, a red shadow flew from the east wall and blocked Yan Shuyao's eyes.

The man's gorgeous costume exudes a wisp of fragrant fragrance. But the man's voice was extremely cold and terrifying.

"A bold demon girl, how dare you trespass into a secret realm?"

Yan Shuyao endured the pain in her heart after being injured by the poisonous needle, and cried and said: "I am not a demon girl, I am the new concubine of King Yan, Yan Shuyao." ”

After the man heard this, Ying Ting's sword eyebrows stretched slightly, and he lowered his voice and asked, "Are you ...... The people of Jifu? ”

I don't know why the man in front of him mentioned Ji Mansion, but Yan Shuyao also understood in her heart that when she arrived at Chengxiang Palace, she couldn't mention too much about Ji Mansion.

Then he whispered:

"I used to be a rough girl in Ji Mansion, but I have returned to my father, and I am from Yan Mansion."

The man sneered twice and said, "That Ji Qingge didn't teach you, how to protect yourself after entering the palace?" ”

Coincidentally, at this time, King Yan's voice came from behind Yan Shuyao.

"Brother Sikong, why do you have to embarrass your little sister?"

As soon as he heard that King Yan said "little sister" affectionately, Yan Shuyao was very excited.

When he raised his eyes, he saw the figure of King Yan dressed in a black costume, and he quickly jumped in front of Yan Shuyao's eyes. When he saw the blood stains on the back of her hand, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and hurriedly took out the antidote in the porcelain bottle and handed it to her.

"How did you come here?"

"Lord, I'm ...... I really didn't mean to. ”

A trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and Yan Shuyao explained in a low voice. Just as he was about to reach out to receive the medicine bottle handed over by King Yan, he heard King Yan's voice cool and gentle:

"Don't move, you're poisoned."

"Ah......h

Yan Shuyao said nervously: "How to get out?" I think...... Find a small ...... My sister helped me detoxify. ”

Looking at Yan Shuyao, who was crying with pear blossoms and rain, King Yan couldn't help but say with concern: "How old are you?" ”

"I ...... Fifteen years old, His Royal Highness King Yan. ”

Is age related to detoxification?

Yan Shuyao looked at Yan Wang with a puzzled look in her eyes, and she was not very familiar with it. But at this moment, when he grabbed her injured right hand and sucked the poisonous blood on the back of her hand, she suddenly had a heart-pounding feeling.

Reaching out and taking out the silk handkerchief, King Yan spit out the poisoned blood from his mouth, wrapped it, and threw it into the incense burner behind him.