Du Wei hurriedly changed her clothes and wanted to go to the ward Mrs. Sheng, but Tsing Yi said that he had made a post to Du Fu in the name of the prince of Nanwang.

Du Wei was a little surprised, this kind of thing is not like what a loyal person like Tsing Yi can do.

"Pharmacist Cui is not in the mansion, and the prince has been sick for three days." Along the way, Tsing Yi said in a low voice, "But except for Pharmacist Cui, the prince doesn't allow other imperial doctors to diagnose his pulse at all, and even the prescriptions have stopped in the past few days." ”

Thinking of the queen's cup of poisonous wine before, Du Wei gradually understood the meaning of Tsing Yi's words: I'm afraid that the queen also planted eyeliner by the side of Feng Duhan, and she was waiting for the opportunity to start at any time.

Pharmacist Cui is not there, Tsing Yi is not proficient in medicinal materials, this is not the capital, and there is a shortage of manpower around Feng Duhan, so in order to prevent a bad pool, he simply cut off all medicines.

Can you only stand up?

Du Wei only felt like someone had slashed her heart.

For the sake of safety, Tsing Yi prepared a set of guard outfits for her, let her mix in the accompanying guards, and the group hurried back to the old Nanwang Mansion.

"The prince is still in the study......"

Du Wei faintly heard the guard who was questioned by Tsing Yi answer.

"Study?" In Du Wei's impression, the wind and twilight are always leaning on the chaise longue on the back cover.

"The emperor has sent all the battle reports here." Tsing Yi replied casually, paused, and added: "The war situation in the south is tight, and the master may have to go out in advance." ”

Du Wei's heart was slightly cold, the soldiers were half dead in front of the army, and the beauties were still singing and dancing, since ancient times, it has been the same.

Outside the courtyard of the study, there were more than a dozen guards dressed in soft armor and carrying swords at their waists, with a murderous atmosphere.

Tsing Yi took Du Wei into the courtyard quietly and pointed to the door of the study.

Du Wei knew that Tsing Yi was in charge this time, so she signaled him to stay away, so as not to hurt the innocent after a while.

Tsing Yi knew that Du Wei sympathized with his difficulties and quietly retreated.

Du Wei entered the door of the study and saw that the table in the inner room was full of battle reports and folds, but the chair was empty, and there was no figure in the twilight.

She took a few more steps, but saw a figure faintly visible on the soft couch behind the gauze screen.

Du Wei held her breath and wanted to take a closer look, when suddenly a cold voice came from behind the screen: "How long do you want to stand there, and do you want this prince to go and ask me personally?" ”

There was some impatience in his tone, and Du Wei saw that he was recognized, so he had to walk out generously.

Feng Duhan leaned on the soft couch in the study, the red brocade was slid down to his waist, and on the couch and on the ground, there were scattered folds and battle reports everywhere.

When he saw the wind and twilight, Du Wei still couldn't help but shiver in his heart, it had only been three days, his cheeks had been significantly thin, his chin was even more pointed, and his pale face had a strange crimson.

Du Wei couldn't help frowning, no wonder Tsing Yi would take the risk of going to her without permission, but I was afraid that these people would all persuade him not to move, such a desperate critic to read the battle report, and the emperor was still urging him to send him to fight in advance......

Du Wei couldn't help but feel sad, but Feng Duhan stared at her with a cold face, looking at her in men's clothes, with a displeased face: "Who picked you up?" After a pause, he suddenly shouted: "Tsing Yi! ”

Outside the study, Tsing Yi had to bite the bullet and plan to go in.

Du Wei saw that this master was about to get angry, and it was estimated that he was about to see blood again, so he suddenly took the first step, leaned on the soft couch, and smiled lightly: "Tsing Yi was sent out by me just now." ”

Feng Dushi was stunned.

Du Wei was dressed in men's clothes at this time, her black hair was neatly tied, and although she did not have any accessories, she looked more and more handsome and bright.

"So...... It's futile for you to shout now......" Du Wei squinted her eyes as she learned from him, looking like a gentleman planning to tease the little lady.

"Oh? This son seems to like this son very much? Twilight suddenly smiled wickedly, reaching out and picking her jaw.

Du Wei was defenseless, and raised her head directly with the strength of his hand.

Feng Duhan leaned over, and the cold and pale face of the demon almost stuck to her face, "Since this is the case, this son will smile unceremoniously." ”

Twilight's face was so close to her that her heart beat a little faster, and she swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a grunt in her throat.

A wicked smile appeared on Feng Duhan's face, and whispered in her ear, "With this ability, you still want to flirt with this son?" ”

Du Wei only felt a tightness around her waist, and the whole person was dragged by him.

originally thought that Feng Duhan would continue to attack her, but Du Wei's whole body was tense and on guard at any time.

But he just took her in his arms and said in a slightly reprimanding tone: "Do you think it's okay to change into men's clothes at this time?" ”

The queen's eyes are probably staring at them, the limelight is tight, and at this time, she is very prone to accidents when she goes out of the house, which he does not want to see.

For Du Wei, he can't afford to lose, he has already had one last time, and he never wants to see that situation happen again.

"If I don't come, you're going to do this to yourself?" Du Wei ignored his blame and reached out to probe his forehead.

Some hot.

Du Wei still had an impression of the coolness that Feng Duhan always carried, and the moment she fell into his arms just now, she had already realized that this temperature was not normal.

"It's all because ...... Is that a glass of wine......" Du Wei felt sad in her heart, remembering what the King of England said before, ordinary poison would not poison him, at most it would be harder.

Feng Duhan leaned on the pillow, his phoenix eyes were half-closed, his face was as pale as snow, but his tone was full of disdain, and said: "A mere glass of poisonous wine, how can I endure it?" The brilliance under his eyes was deep, but he was as sharp as a sword, and the corners of his lips slowly pulled out a smile, and the splendor appeared in an instant, only to make Du Wei almost lose his mind in an instant.

Suddenly, Feng Duhan stretched out her hand to push her away from the soft couch, her tone returned to coldness, and said, "You go back, I'll let Tsing Yi send you." ”

Seeing Du Wei standing there hesitating, Feng Duhan suddenly shouted, "Why don't you go quickly?" Do you want this son to send you? ”

Du Wei was not intimidated by him, but frowned and looked at him motionlessly, "What are you hiding from me?" ”

His attitude towards himself before and after has changed significantly, Du Wei was a little white-collar worker in her previous life, but she was the best at observing words and feelings, and if you can't guess it, it can really be regarded as a vain life.

She clearly felt that Twilight's body was gradually tensing, frowning, and her breathing became rapid, as if she was enduring some invisible pain.

"What's wrong?" She finally realized why Tsing Yi was in a hurry to find her, presumably he had been suffering from this symptom for the past three days, but he refused to rest.

Batch folds? The war report of the South? Bullshit!

Suddenly, she felt that everything was less important, as long as she could watch the person in front of her continue to live, she felt ...... I will not be stingy with that little "heart blood".

Really...... You're really crazy! The villain in his heart mocked.

But no matter how Du Wei asked, Feng Duhan ignored her, just pursed her lips tightly, trying her best to endure it, and after a while, her sideburns and forehead were covered with cold sweat.

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