What echoed in Ji Qingling's ears was the cheers of the soldiers of the Qi army, as well as the sound of horses' hooves that resounded in the sky.

As the figures of the soldiers of the Qi army faded away, the sound of horses' hooves became softer and softer. At this time, Ji Qingling saw clearly that the blood flowing from her wound was no longer the purple-black color it was at the beginning.

It was also after she saw the blood oozing from the wound and turned back to its normal color. Only then did she understand in her heart that she was not so unbearable in the heart of His Royal Highness King Yan.

Before His Royal Highness King Yan threw the poison flying knife to her, he pulled her aside, leaned close to her ear and said, "Ling'er." You and I are husband and wife, although there is no husband and wife, but there are still husband and wife.

You follow the king's female shadow guards, in Xiliangzhou, in this sparsely populated Dachai Dan desert. He has written many letters for this king, and provided this king with all the latest information about His Royal Highness King Xiao and the people of the county lord of Xiyao in Xiliangzhou.

In this way, the king can know their affairs well. ”

His Royal Highness King Yan said that he did not want to punish her severely, let alone let her die. But he said helplessly: "In order to give an explanation to the soldiers of the Qi army, this king has to play a scene with Ling'er." ”

"Acting?"

His Royal Highness King Yan dared to love after saying so many sweet and beautiful words, and coaxed her to be happy. It's all just to play a scene with her, so that the soldiers of the Qi army think that he is a rare good general?

The corners of Ji Qingling's lips curled into a sneering smile, and said, "His Royal Highness King Yan can do whatever he wants." Why acting?

The life of a weak woman of mine is not as light as an ant in the eyes of you high-ranking princes. ”

"No, Ling'er."

Di Jinchen closed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand and gently hugged Ji Qingling, and whispered in her ear: "Lift your hanging hands."

Like last time, with your right hand, you poke into the collar of the king's dress, and you will find that the king is carrying a purse with him. ”

Ji Qingling is so big, and it is the first time in his life that he enjoys the wonderful feeling of being embraced by a man. It's just that her head rested on the shoulders of His Royal Highness King Yan, so that she couldn't see the expression on his face at all.

It is impossible to judge whether he has a good impression of her.

A little warmth.

Ji Qingling only felt that His Royal Highness King Yan's hand landed on her waist with a warm current. The warm current spread from her waist and instantly hit her whole body.

At this moment, she just reached out and hugged His Royal Highness King Yan tightly. I was attracted by the fragrant smell from him, as well as the manly breath, and I couldn't extricate myself.

The cold male voice of His Royal Highness King Yan came from his ears, "Hurry, no matter how late it is, it's too late." ”

A trace of helplessness flashed in Ji Qingling's eyes, so he had to raise his right hand with difficulty and move it up along Di Jinchen's chest. According to the method he taught her, she found a delicate embroidered purse in his fine clothes.

When I opened the purse, I saw that there were two light gray pills inside, exuding a faint fragrant smell.

On the purse, there is the word "Yun".

"She embroidered it for you?"

Ji Qingling asked sourly, after hearing Di Jinchen's "um". She whispered: "I will also embroider purses, and in the future, I will embroider them for you." ”

"Why bother?"

Di Jinchen's words revealed a bit of impatience. Said: "These two pills are antidote pills that can cure all kinds of poisons. has been taken by this king for more than a year.

If you take both, you won't be able to get rid of the poison of the poisonous flying knife......"

Ji Qingling clearly remembered that the female poison doctor who made pills for His Royal Highness King Yan had been stabbed to death by His Royal Highness King Xiao in the underground secret room of the Misty Valley of Xishan.

That female poison doctor is the most powerful female doctor in the Yan Palace, and she is also a woman who admires His Royal Highness the Yan King. She had made four rare antidote pills for His Royal Highness King Yan, and it had taken her several years of hard work.

When he took the pill to His Royal Highness King Yan, the female poison doctor said, "Your Royal Highness King Yan, I have made a number of poison pills in my life, but I rarely make antidote pills.

This pill that can cure the strange poison is a total of four.

Now, I will give them all to His Royal Highness King Yan......"

When he took her pills, he took her as if he had taken herself.

Di Jinchen happily took the pill given by the female poison doctor and thanked him. After returning to the palace, he took out two of the rare antidote pills and gave them to his father and mother.

It is said that after Emperor Jinchen returned to Chengxiang Palace, he also fed Yan Xiyun a pill with his own hands.

It stands to reason that there should only be one grain left.

Because Ji Qingling also heard about it, after the death of the most powerful female poison doctor. In King Yan's Mansion, there has never been a second female poison doctor who can make rare antidote pills.

Then, the only rare antidote pill left by His Royal Highness King Yan will not have an extra pill out of thin air.

Prior to this, Ji Qingling had also heard from the people of Chengxiang Palace. said that His Royal Highness King Yan was not willing to take that pill, but put the last pill into the purse that Yan Xiyun gave him.

Maybe it's for their future children, or maybe he carries the pills with him in case he needs them.

A trace of doubt flashed in Ji Qingling's eyes, and he asked Emperor Jinchen: "Your Highness, the two pills you put in your purse look the same.

Which one is the antidote that the female doctor left for His Royal Highness King Yan? ”

"Both."

Di Jinchen took the pill from Ji Qingling's hand, and when she spoke again, he picked up the pill and put it into her mouth. Whispered, "Swallow." ”

When Ji Qingling heard this, he had no choice but to do so.

The effect of the pill was only discovered by Ji Qingling after being voted for by His Royal Highness King Yan and smearing the poison flying knife. The pill not only relieved her pain, but also caused her to hallucinate while lying on the sand.

The warm sunlight shone on Ji Qingling's figure, making her squint shallowly.

The scenes that came to her mind were the same scenes that had appeared in her dreams before. The picture is not familiar, but it is not unfamiliar.

She felt as if she had walked into a majestic palace, and the man sitting on the dragon chair in the main hall was extremely young, not the emperor of the dynasty.

The man's starry eyes are powerful, and his face is handsome, as if he had been carved with an axe.

A pair of sword eyebrows that flew diagonally into the sideburns were like paint brushes. With just a slight pick, you can have the majesty of ten thousand invincibles. The emperor is sitting in a precarious position, even if he doesn't say a word, he can show his innate imperial domineering without doubt.

Judging from the emperor's handsome and extraordinary face alone, Ji Qingling couldn't tell whether the emperor was His Royal Highness King Yan, the eldest son of the emperor, or His Royal Highness King Xiao, the third prince.

She had to admit that in fact, whether it was His Royal Highness King Xiao, whom she loved in the past, or His Royal Highness King Yan, whom she loved now, they were all rare beautiful men in the world.

Looking at the emperor's handsome face, Ji Qingling, who was lying on the sand. Not only can I no longer feel the pain in my wound, but I can faintly hear a melodious music......

In the midst of that music, she saw countless women in light pink dresses, dancing in the hall. And the hundreds of officials of the court who had bowed down in the main hall before were also respectfully greeting her:

"The ministers knock on the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live! The ministers knocked on the queen's mother, the mother is a thousand years old, a thousand years old! ”

After listening to those words, Ji Qingling gradually fell asleep......

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