When I turned my head, I saw the person behind him in white clothes and black hair, peerless elegance, and the morning stars in his eyes were shining, as if in this clear pool as a mirror, there was a universe and a star.

It's Ah Yun!

Although he is not angry, it makes people feel cold, as if they don't listen to him, what awaits them is the abyss from which they will never recover!

It turned out that the clear eyes suddenly flashed with cold light, and Nangong Moyun instantly appeared in front of Emperor Nanying, flicked his robe, and quietly hugged Ling Yurou into his arms.

"Emperor Nan Ying, I hope you understand, Rou'er, but my wife!" Nangong Moyun said word by word, hugged the person in his arms tightly, picked it up gently, and turned around: "Withdraw your soldiers, otherwise don't blame me for being polite." ”

Dressed in a white robe, Nangong Moyun entered the inner hall leisurely, and the slender white shadow seemed to be able to support this piece of heaven and earth, thinking of the cat-like woman nested in his arms, a touch of warmth swept through Emperor Nanying's heart.

Maybe his worries were unnecessary, and there were already people around her who were strong enough to protect her.

Emperor Nan Ying glanced at the army that had fallen on the ground, and rolled his eyes, what is this called?

Lose face!

The royal guard, who was supposed to protect him, was knocked to the ground by someone else, what kind of system is this!

Facing this group of people, Emperor Nan Ying's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "Get out!" ”

Carefully put Ling Yurou on the bed, took a quilt and covered it, Nanying Moyun sat beside her, her jade hand covered her forehead, and she couldn't help but feel a piece of heat!

The slender fingers like jade were put in the mouth and bitten, a drop of blood overflowed, and the blood bead was dotted on Ling Yurou's forehead, the palm of the hand was downward, and a string of words was slowly pointed out in the mouth, only to see that the red slowly seeped into the skin, and a trace of imprint was fleeting.

Blood seeped down, Ling Yurou's face gradually returned to normal, Nangong Moyun held Ling Yurou's hand, carefully checked her pulse, saw Feng Ye standing next to him, and said lightly: "Feng Daxia...... Please summon the Imperial Doctor. ”

Feng Ye nodded, and was about to leave, but saw that several people dressed as doctors had already walked in, and when they saw him, they all bowed their hands: "Ladies and gentlemen, the ministers have come to diagnose and treat on the orders of His Majesty." ”

Nangong Moyun nodded, and raised his hand slightly: "Come here." ”

The imperial doctor saluted again and walked over, Nangong Moyun stood up on the edge of the bed, his body had not yet stood up, but he stumbled, and Ayu behind him immediately helped him when he saw this, and saw that Nangong Moyun's face was already pale and his breath was slightly panting.

Seeing this, a imperial doctor hurriedly walked over and saluted Nangong Moyun and said, "The child's qi and blood are too heavy, so take a good rest immediately, if you don't rest, I'm afraid your body won't be able to bear it." Or wait for Weichen to prescribe a prescription and let Gongzi take it? ”

Nangong Moyun nodded: "Then there will be Imperial Doctor Lao." ”

The imperial doctor bowed and retreated, Feng Ye walked over, glanced at Nangong Moyun, and immediately grabbed his hand unceremoniously to check the pulse, and then said with gloomy eyes: "Your Majesty, it seems that you are dying." ”

Nangong Moyun didn't make a sound, glanced around, and finally stopped on the flower on the other side, and looked at it for a while before saying, "How did this flower come from?" ”

Nangong Moyun mentioned the flowers on the other side, Feng Ye's eyes were cold, and he walked over and brought the flowers on the other side: "It was sent by Fu Du Junheng of the Western Tai Kingdom." ”

"Du Junheng?" Nangong Moyun froze slightly, and his eyes became even colder: "It seems that you haven't learned to be smart yet." ”

"Is there something wrong with this flower?" Feng Ye asked, "When the flowers were delivered, we tried poison with silver hairpins." ”

"Where's the silver hairpin?"

Feng Ye walked to Ling Yurou's bedside, reached out and took off the silver hairpin from Ling Yurou's head, but his face was stiff!

The root of this silver hairpin is actually jet black!

"This ...... What's going on? I tried poisoning just now! Feng Ye was surprised.

Looking at the jet-black silver hairpin, Nangong Moyun's eyes flashed with red light, and he said coldly: "Ayu." ”

"In!"

"Take the flowers out and burn them."

"Yes!" Ayu answered, picked up the flowers and walked out.

"What's going on?" Closed the night and puzzled.

"The flower is non-toxic, but this flower is fed with special nutrients, and the flower contains a catalyst, and if it is mixed with other aromas for a long time, it will produce toxins, which can cause people to hallucinate and see the person they least want to see, or the person they hate the most, so that they are fascinated and take drastic actions."

Feng Yejun's brows furrowed: "No wonder Rou'er is like this." ”

Nangong Moyun sat down slowly on the countertop, made a cup of tea, and drank it slowly: "Whose name was Rou'er called when she was poisoned?" ”

Feng Ye nodded: "Yes, a person's name was called." ”

"Who?"

Feng Ye walked to Nangong Moyun and sat down, and said in a deep voice: "Emperor Taiyuan, Xiao Youcheng." ”

"Xiao Youcheng ......" Nangong Moyun murmured softly: "Two years ago, Shangguan Li's family was destroyed by Xiao Youcheng. ”

Feng Ye's eyes flashed: "Taiyuan Guozhen Guoda General Shangguan Li?" ”

Nangong Moyun nodded.

"Who is Shangguan Li Rou'er?"

Nangong Moyun took a sip of tea: "Shangguan Li is Rou'er's father." ”

“！” Feng Ye was stunned, Taiyuan Kingdom has always claimed to the outside world that the Shangguan clan died in a nameless fire, this thing sounds very strange, it is indeed Xiao Youcheng's poisonous hands!

Since ancient times, emperors have been ruthless, and Shangguan Li assisted Xiao Youcheng to ascend to the throne, but he had no choice but to end up like this, which is really a pity.

Turning his eyes to look at Ling Yurou, the violent expression just now had disappeared, and now he was sleeping like a cat, with a touch of cuteness in his tranquility......

The girl, who was as pure as a lotus flower, handed him a snow-white steamed bun when he was most disheartened and helpless, and said to him with a smile in a voice like a silver bell: "If you die, you won't be able to eat delicious steamed buns." ”

If you die, you won't be able to eat delicious buns......

On that day, he stabbed the woman named 'Niang' who had robbed him of his property, and took her comrades with him, leaving no one behind...... Kill them all.

He hasn't been back to that home since that day.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, Feng Ye smiled and shook his head, his hands were stained with blood, and he could still hold the snow-white bun, snow-white and spotless......

Yes, how can you live up to her heart, how can you live up to that piece of snow white.

Ling Yurou slept for two days and two nights, Nangong Moyun kept her sleepless for two days and two nights, compared to Ling Yurou, the imperial doctors were more worried about Nangong Moyun's body, and the Taishi chair where Nangong Moyun was lying was also moved by the imperial doctors themselves.

Nangong Moyun's face was frighteningly white, and there was almost no trace of blood on his lips, but he smiled faintly, and when he couldn't hold it anymore, he held Ling Yurou's hand before closing his eyes, as if he was afraid that she would fly in front of her.

Emperor Nan came a few times, and each time he watched from a distance for a while before leaving. The two hands are shaken...... So that he doesn't want to bother, can't bear to bother.

It wasn't until late at night on the third day that Ling Yurou woke up slowly.

Outside the window, the sky and the earth were already dark, and the dim but warm candles were lit around, and there was a faint warmth in her hand, holding it tightly, which made her very relieved.

"Rou'er...... You're finally awake. A slightly hoarse voice overflowed, and Nangong Moyun let out a long sigh of relief. With his body slightly sideways, he sat up from the Taishi chair with a little difficulty, and covered Ling Yurou's forehead with his jade hand: "The fever has subsided, it's okay...... It's okay. ”

Maybe he was too gentle, a burst of excitement overflowed from his heart, Ling Yurou choked up, actually got out of bed, walked to Nangong Moyun, and hugged him tightly.

"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry...... Always makes you worry about me. She couldn't cry, her heart was full of guilt, her hands hugged him tightly, and the persistent belief turned into tenderness at this moment, like water, breaking through the encirclement and going for thousands of miles......

He has always been so gentle and considerate, he has never said a 'no' to her, he is high, he doesn't have to work so hard, he doesn't have to worry so much......

It's all because of her......

She understood, she understood everything, she just didn't admit it.

Although she was in a coma for the past two days, she could really feel everything he had done to her......

An attachment to her love!

Why, why do you work so hard, Nangong Moyun...... Lord Evil Monarch, why do you bother with her so much?

"Silly girl." Nangong Moyun smiled faintly, although his arm was weak, he also hugged her tightly: "You are my wife, what I can do for my husband is to guard you for a lifetime, love you for a lifetime, and take care of you for a lifetime...... It's just that Rou'er is willing to give her husband these opportunities. ”

"Your Majesty, don't say it, don't say it, Rou'er knows, Rou'er knows......" She wanted to continue, but was interrupted by a choked voice.

She's a bad woman, she's a bad woman!

Nangong Moyun patted her on the back and coaxed her: "Okay, okay, I understand, I know, as long as Rou'er doesn't make a straight face to me in the future, then I will be satisfied." ”

Ling Yurou was stunned, raised her eyes to look at Nangong Moyun, her big watery eyes flickered, and Nangong Moyun's heart was in suspense......

Is that all there is to it? It's as simple as that?

Nangong Moyun closed his eyes slightly and took a deep breath: "Rou'er, her husband's health is not very good, can you ...... Don't be so **** husband? ”

Ling Yurou blinked, lowered her head, and leaned on his chest, rubbing and rubbing vigorously.

The black lines on Nangong Moyun's face fell, and his chest was wet......

took out a snow-white silk silk, picked up Ling Yurou's head, and helped her wipe away her tears: "Rou'er, there is only this dress left for my husband, and I don't have any clothes to change when I cry." ”

Ling Yurou laughed out loud, looking at her masterpiece on Nangong Moyun's chest, her face flushed: "That Rou'er helped you wash it, there are clothes in the imperial city, and Your Majesty looks good in anything." ”