Chapter 82: To cure or not to cure

Before he walked over, he was already on guard, obviously in front of him, but he couldn't see his move, so blink of an eye...... Touching somewhere in his throat, his heart sank, and his death hole was pointed.

Looking at Lou Jinyu's stunned expression faintly, Nangong Moyun's face became even more light: "Aiqing, your death hole has been sealed, if you don't have this king's unique method of solving the acupoint, you have less than twelve hours left." ”

Lou Jinyu's face turned pale, and she didn't care about any manners, she walked over and grabbed Nangong Moyun's robe, and begged vigorously: "His Royal Highness the Prince, Wechen knows that I am wrong, His Royal Highness the Prince, you forgive your sins, Wechen will not dare anymore, His Royal Highness the Prince, for the sake of Wechen's dedication to you before, you can let Wechen go once......"

"Do your best?" Nangong Moyun's eyebrows raised slightly: "You are a former emperor's important minister, and you should have sworn to protect the honor of the royal family, but you are greedy for life and afraid of death, and you beheaded more than 200 orthodox blood relatives of the Nangong family, such a mortal crime, how can you ask this king to forgive you?" ”

It turned out that her pale face was dead white at this time, Lou Jinyu trembled, and after thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't think of what to say, so she only tugged at Nangong Moyun's robe and begged for forgiveness.

"Ah Yun, let him take out the antidote first, right?" The poison on her body gradually attacked, Ling Yurou's eyes were confused, but she held on to a trace of consciousness and whispered.

Nangong Moyun's eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness, and he said with a smile: "Lou Jinyu's crime is heinous, but he has done this king a favor, and the poison he gave is exactly what this king wants." ”

"You!" Ling Yurou's eyes widened, and her eyes itched with anger: "Nangong Moyun, if you joke again...... I, I'll die for you! With such unbearable poison on her body, she might as well be clean by herself.

Seeing that she was really angry, Nangong Moyun put away a playful smile: "Lou Jinyu, take out the antidote." ”

"Oh, it's a good ......" Lou Jinyu took out a small jade bottle from her arms with trembling hands, and respectfully handed it up: "His Royal Highness the Prince, Weichen should die, I offended Niangniang, please forgive His Royal Highness the Prince......"

Ling Yurou rolled her eyes, when did she become a mother.

Nangong Moyun took it, opened the bottle cap and sniffed it, poured one out and fed it to Ling Yurou. The heart secretly has the strength to help the digestion of the antidote pills.

After a while, Ling Yurou felt that the powerlessness in her body disappeared, and the dissolved power returned to her body, and she bounced away from Nangong Moyun's embrace with a strong jump, and slapped the dust on her body with both hands: "Thank you." ”

Nangong Moyun looked at her funny, as for such a big reaction?

Seeing Lou Jinyu who was constantly begging underground, Nangong Moyun's originally tender face instantly cooled down, and he was cold without a trace of emotional fluctuations: "Lou Jinyu, this king has a chance to atone for your sins." ”

As if a savior appeared, Lou Jinyu's eyes sparkled and said, "What chance?" ”

Nangong Moyun smiled slightly, did not answer, turned his face to look at Du Weiqi, met his surprised and puzzled eyes, and said lightly: "This king is the one who injured your father, and now that this king's injury has healed, please trouble Du Wang Ye to take this king to your father's place to heal your father's injuries." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned, and Ling Yurou looked at Nangong Moyun even more puzzled, do you want to rescue so soon?

There are still six days to go, and in these six days, Nangong Moyun can contain the Du family father and son, if the poison is resolved, will Du Junheng take a bite in turn?

"Don't worry about Rou'er, this king knows it." Nangong Moyun replied and greeted Du Weiqi: "Lord Du, please lead the way." ”

Du Weiqi was suspicious, this person looked like an immortal and unfathomable, he didn't know what his identity was, and he didn't know why he hurt his father, but one thing is certain, this person had a holiday with his father, since he had a holiday, how could he heal his father's injury so easily?

I'm afraid that this person is going to do something sinister.

Seeing the distrust in Du Weiqi's eyes, Nangong Moyun waved his long sleeves, his hands behind his back, and his long jade temperament was dusty: "Since Lord Du doesn't want to, then the king also saves this thought, and when something happens to Du Junheng, don't blame the king." ”

After Nangong Moyun finished speaking, he was about to turn around and go back to the room.

"Who the hell are you?" Du Weiqi asked anxiously.

"My identity?" Nangong Moyun turned around, and there was a touch of Ling Yue's anger between his eyebrows: "This king's surname is Nangong, and his name is Moyun." ”

Nangong Moyun!

Du Weiqi was immediately stunned on the spot!

Slowly, didn't my father say that Prince Nangong Moyun had disappeared ten years ago, passed the throne to the uncle, and let the uncle temporarily replace the emperor of Wuji Kingdom, then Nangong Moyun appeared at this time...... Is it to take back the throne?

If he wanted to take back the throne, why did he injure his father?

Could it be ...... Ten years ago, things weren't as they seemed?

Assuming that there was something else going on ten years ago, what about the behavior of the father and the uncle...... Du Weiqi gasped, and his head was immediately in chaos.

It's not like that, how can it be!

He didn't dare to think about it!

"Lord Du, are you okay?" Nangong Moyun said slowly.

"Ahh Du Weiqi was startled, and found that his breathing was very short, so he couldn't help but take a breath, the light on the man in front of him was too dazzling, and he didn't dare to look up.

Nangong Moyun smiled lightly: "Lord Du must have misunderstood this king, this king's body is full of vitality at this time, it is the best time to heal your father, if you miss tonight, then you will have to wait for a few days, and then I am afraid that some branches will come out." ”

Du Weiqi's heart froze, and she couldn't help but look at Ling Yurou, Ling Yurou turned her face, she couldn't give Du Weiqi advice.

What Nangong Moyun was thinking in her heart, she couldn't guess, and she couldn't guess.

Gritting his teeth, Du Weiqi seemed to have decided something, and hugged his fists to Nangong Moyun and said, "Then there is His Royal Highness Prince Lao." ”

Nangong Moyun sent everyone out, the porter was closed, leaving only himself alone in the room to heal Du Junheng's injuries, and all the people waited outside the door, Du Weiqi was so nervous that he was plated back and forth.

And Lou Jinyu is like a defeated rooster, standing alone in the shadows and silent, sometimes looking up at Ling Yurou, and when she looks at Ling Yurou's eyes, she lowers her head in fright, judging from the calm and wise momentum before.

I don't do anything bad in my life, and I don't be surprised when I knock on the door in the middle of the night. A real villain can't pretend to be a gentleman.

Ling Yurou snorted coldly, and found that Du Weiqi was also looking at her, pursed her lips and was about to turn her face away, but saw Du Weiqi coming towards her.

frowned slightly, and was thinking about whether to leave, when he heard Du Weiqi say: "Xiaorou, the night my father was injured, were you there?" ”

Ling Yurou paused, turned around, met Du Weiqi's anxious eyes, and said in a condensed voice: "Yes, I was there that night." ”