"The king's hospitality has already been experienced in this palace," Wen Jinghua was expressionless, "Since you have reached a consensus tonight, can I go back with King Yong?"

Wen Jinghua didn't know it, she subconsciously said, "Go back with King Yong", and pleased Qi Yuanshen fiercely.

The guards gathered around.

Before Chen Xiaolin could say anything, Qi Yuanshen couldn't hold back his smile.

He took off his big hat and put it on Wen Jinghua, and said to Chen Xiaolin with a deep salute: "Your Majesty, please allow me to retire." ”

In front of the public, Qi Yuanshen's respectful demeanor made Chen Xiaolin's complexion soften.

He waved his hand casually and said casually: "Go back, go back, disturb the king's good dreams." ”

Qi Yuanshen took Wen Jinghua's hand and walked out backwards.

At the moment when he was about to step out of the door, he heard Chen Xiaolin say to himself in a voice that everyone could hear, meaningfully: "The coming day is long..."

Qi Yuanshen's departing footsteps froze slightly.

Wen Jinghua completely ignored it and couldn't wait to walk out

The rain seemed to be heavier, but the wind stopped.

Wen Jinghua broke free of his hand and followed behind Qi Yuanshen without saying a word.

She felt that Qi Yuanshen's aura had changed.

Qi Yuanshen had lost the kind of power she was familiar with, and became a little unfamiliar.

Maybe it was the rain that covered his momentum, which was almost comparable to Chu Lingheng.

Wen Jinghua shook her head in her heart, feeling that she must have rain in her head, so she had such strange thoughts.

Wen Jinghua was thinking wildly in his mind, Qi Yuanshen had already stopped in front of him and didn't notice it, and he bumped into his back unexpectedly.

"I'm sorry..."

Wen Jinghua was about to apologize, but before she could finish speaking, she saw Qi Yuanshen holding her lower abdomen in pain, and involuntarily bent down.

"Wow-"

The blood spat out in the rain, and soon meandered into a blood-colored stream, zigzag and twisted to Wen Jinghua's feet.

Qi Yuanshen vomited blood?

Wen Jinghua followed the bloodstains in disbelief to see that Qi Yuanshen's face was already pale.

It's not pretended.

Wen Jinghua strode forward to support him, wanting to shout for help, but was firmly stopped by Qi Yuanshen.

"Help me go back, just be... Nothing happened..."

Qi Yuanshen's body was colder than the rain at night at this moment.

Wen Jinghua couldn't say what it was like in her heart, so she pretended to be calm and helped him walk out step by step.

Judging from the back, the two seem to be loving and loving hand in hand.

The rain diluted the blood, and the night buried the bright red of the blood, until the two disappeared from Chen Xiaolin's sight, and Qi Yuanshen's strange appearance was not noticed by anyone.

"Cut, boring. ”

Chen Xiaolin took the cold handkerchief handed by the palace man and put it on his face, "Keep an eye on King Yong's side, the medicine can't be stopped." ”

"Yes. ”

The palace people lowered their eyebrows and retreated, and on the side of the eldest princess's mansion, Chen Xiaolin's palace people were also very respectful.

Respectfully waited for Qi Yuanshen to drink the medicine.

Qi Yuanshen's face turned pale, and before he stepped into the door, he suddenly stopped and said to Wen Jinghua: "You slapped me twice." ”

"What?"

Wen Jinghua was stunned for a moment at first, then nodded and said, "I know." ”

She stretched out her hands and patted Qi Yuanshen's cheeks a few times, and soon the originally pale cheeks were stained with red.

Qi Yuanshen smiled faintly.

Wen Jinghua was in a trance.

In this situation, she recalled Qi Yuanmin.

Wen Jinghua lowered his head, and Qi Yuanshen stepped into the door.

The palace people respectfully held the medicine bowl, "Please make a tonic for Your Highness." ”

Qi Yuanshen didn't say a word, took the medicine bowl and leaned back.

The palace man took the medicine bowl that was not left, and exited the door with a very good look.

They were like silent shadows, passing in front of Wen Jinghua one by one, but they were all rigid and dull, looking weird and lifeless.

Wen Jinghua walked in, looked at Qi Yuanshen and asked, "How long has it been?"

"What, how long?" Qi Yuan smiled cautiously and did not answer.

Wen Jinghua tugged at his wrist and probed his fingers into his pulse with a solemn expression.

There was a sometimes sluggish and sometimes abrupt pulse at his fingertips, and Wen Jinghua figured it out.

No wonder, no wonder Chen Xiaolin can tolerate Qi Yuanshen's power in Chen Guo, even if he kills Chen Xiaomei and breaks into the dormitory to beat him, it doesn't matter.

Because he has been poisoning Qi Yuanshen.

Because Qi Yuanshen didn't live long at all.

It's a gruesome and incomparably effective poison scheme.

Just imagine, if Qi Yuanshen really became the emperor of Daliang, he would be surrounded by people lent to him by Chen Xiaolin at that time, and Qi Yuanshen would be alive until everyone was eradicated, but once Qi Yuanshen died, Chen Xiaolin would immediately be able to take over the country that Qi Yuanshen had beaten without blood.

Qi Yuanshen was smart, but he didn't expect to have to swallow such a bitter fruit here.

Wen Jinghua looked at him with a complicated expression.

Qi Yuanshen snorted indifferently.

He withdrew his hand, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "You don't have to look at me with that kind of pity, Wen Jinghua, I know what I'm doing, Chen Xiaolin thought that a few bowls of poison could trap me, and she was really as brainless and naïve as her sister Chen Xiaomei." ”

Wen Jinghua didn't know where Qi Yuanshen's confidence came from, her expression was downcast, like a rain cloud outside the sky, "But you really drank the poison." ”

The smile on Qi Yuanshen's lips froze, and he opened his mouth to refute.

Wen Jinghua stopped him by herself, "I don't know if you really have the ability or are you strong, but no matter which one it is..."

Wen Jinghua smiled bitterly, "I believe that you won't die," the more she spoke, the quieter her voice became, "In this world... No one can make you die..."

"What did you say?" Qi Yuanshen couldn't hear clearly, and subconsciously asked.

"Nothing. ”

Wen Jinghua shook her head very dryly.

It is best for Qi Yuanshen to die, but according to the experience of this life, Wen Jinghua can faintly determine that no one can reverse the historical course of the previous life.

Qi Yuanshen lived in high spirits in his previous life, and he had both the beauty of the country and the mountains, and it was impossible for him to end up being poisoned by Chen Xiaolin in this life.

If he could have been killed so easily, how could he have saved himself from under his own hands again and again?

may not care, so Wen Jinghua is very relieved about Qi Yuanshen's situation in her heart.

But under the eaves, Wen Jinghua still asked politely: "What are you going to do in the future?" Although what Chen Xiaolin forced you to drink was not highly poisonous, but it could only be accumulated over time to gain his support, which was tantamount to drinking to quench your thirst. ”

"Drink to quench your thirst?" Qi Yuanshen smiled, "That's a good thing." ”

He stretched his waist quite easily, "I am the most permeable poison in the world, what poison can make me die?"

His posture is so relaxed, but in Wen Jinghua's eyes, it is incomparably Xiao Suo...