readx;? Chapter 162 Providence is called separation

Author: Skyrim Drive

Manager Zhuang said: "The villain went to consult the imperial doctor. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "If you can't let the wind dye allow, how dare the chief doctor directly ask the imperial doctor to diagnose and treat the wind dyeing pulse?" I had to ask the imperial doctor to hide in the dark and observe for several days: "The imperial doctor said that the heart qi is too melancholy and gloomy, and the five internal stagnation are congealed, which leads to the coagulation of qi and blood, and the operation is not smooth, and it often goes retrograde. The Taiyi speculated that it may be that when the qi and blood are retrograde, it will lead to the loss of control of the internal force, so ......"

"Will you go mad?" He Yue remembered that the reason for Feng Zhan's "death" in the Yin Kingdom was that he practiced and went mad, so did he have to say a word?

The villain also asked. The imperial doctor said that this is not a matter of practicing, and he will not go mad. It is because of the internal force backlash caused by the retrograde movement of qi and blood. ”

"Internal force backlash?" He Yueke had never heard of the idea that there was an internal force backlash.

"The imperial doctor said that it was all because the prince's heart was sad and gloomy for a long time, and he could not be vented and dissolved, which led to the coagulation of qi and blood and the poor operation. When the flow of qi and blood is obstructed, it will regurgitate retrograde. The internal force is practiced on the basis of the operation of qi and blood, and the retrograde movement of qi and blood may lead to the loss of control of the internal force, and the loss of internal force will eat itself. ”

It can reach the level of qi and blood coagulation and blocking the running veins, and the gloomy and dull nature of Feng Ran is not a day or two, nor a month or two months! He Yue remembered that in addition to smiling at himself a few times when he wanted to please himself, he had never seen Feng Ran really smile in more than two years. In my memory, the fifteen-year-old boy's arrogant and vivid appearance of looking up to the sky and smiling has gradually faded.

"What are the consequences of internal force backlash?"

"The imperial doctor said that the internal force is more dangerous than going mad, as long as one is not well controlled, the meridians will be broken by the internal force, and the qi and blood will be coagulated and blocked. ”

"Will you die?"

"It depends on what time it occurs, the twelve meridians have different running times, and after different meridians are blocked and cut off, there will be different symptoms, and they will not necessarily die. Mr. Zhuang added: "However, the imperial doctor said that it is good to be dead. ”

Is it good to be dead? He Yue was slightly frightened, and she understood without asking anymore that after the meridians were blocked and cut off, although she didn't die, she was afraid that it would be better to live than to die, so it was good to die.

The imperial doctor only uses common sense, but He Yue knows that wind dyeing is poisonous by nature, the practice of the mind is unique, and the danger of internal force is far more comparable. He Yue has been going to the Wind Garden in the past few months, but every time she has practiced the double cultivation method with Feng Ran, she has never noticed that Feng Ran has internal injuries. Could it be that the wind dye has controlled the backlash of the internal force in time every time, so there are no internal injuries? Or will the stronger the internal force, the stronger the backlash?

In the past two years, Feng Ran's skill has recovered very quickly, and this point, Manager Zhuang's feeling is deeper than He Yue's! With the recovery of his skill, the skills that Feng Ran had practiced before have gradually recovered, and Feng Ran's ear power far exceeds that of ordinary people. Not to mention the vicinity of Rong Yuan, I'm afraid that the entire back house is within the range of Feng Ran's snooping! Although Feng Ran has never shown it, Manager Zhuang can feel it.

Because no matter what happened in the Wind Garden, Manager Zhuang told him, Feng Ran was not surprised at all, and he could casually tell what to do. Manager Zhuang can only guess that Feng Ran actually already knows what he wants to tell him, right? Feng Ran can't leave Rong Yuan, how can he know what he wants to tell him? Probably can only rely on hearing, right? It's just that according to Manager Zhuang's cognition, he feels that Feng Ran's hearing and ear power is really a bit terrifying, because he has never heard of any master in the rivers and lakes who can hear Feng Ran so far away with his ability to listen to the wind and argue about the shape! Manager Zhuang guessed that because Rong Yuan's status was close to the wall in the depths of the back house, Feng Ran could not only hear the things in the garden, but also hear the voices of the people outside the wall.

Manager Zhuang knew that he secretly peeked at the wind dye, and secretly invited the imperial doctor to observe the wind dye, but he couldn't hide the wind dye at all. The fact that Kazezen didn't say anything meant that Kazezen acquiesced to his actions. However, to report the matter of wind-dyed hemoptysis to He Yue, Mr. Zhuang couldn't bear the attitude of wind-dyed, and he was afraid of touching the mold, so he had to come to the palace to ask for a report. He thought, anyway, in Feng Ran's eyes, he is He Yue's ear report god, not bad this time.

He Yue knew more clearly that the skill of wind dyeing was only three or four percent of what it was in its heyday. It is these three or four successes that are far higher than themselves. He Yue was once afraid that Feng Ran's skill was high, and he would use his skill to restrain himself or escape, but looking at Feng Ran's appearance, he was doing what he said, and he didn't plan to escape. Feng Ran never used his internal strength to He Yueyun, even when he was happy in bed, he did too much, and Feng Ran always let him do whatever he wanted, and never used internal force to resist him. He Yue knew that if the wind dye's luck made the internal force resist, his fingers would not be able to leave any marks on the wind dye's face, and the wind dye even had the ability to directly use the internal force to break his fingers! If the wind dye really did something with him, he wouldn't even be able to touch the cold hair of the wind dye.

Feng Ran has been rejecting him for thousands of miles, but not with internal force, which makes He Yue both sad and relieved.

In the past two years, He Yue always felt that there was a quiet change in Feng Ran's body, and the green and green of the youth gradually faded between the eyebrows, and the twenty-one-year-old youth became warm as water, quiet as jade, and elegant and dusty. In the hearts of young people, the former sadness and grievances have gradually calmed down, and their temperament has gradually become calm and indifferent. is also indifferent, the wind was indifferent and dead silent before, and now the wind is indifferent and calm, and the indifference is unfathomable!

This kind of wind dyeing is obviously changing in the direction she wants, but it makes He Yue faintly afraid. This kind of wind dye seems to be even farther away from him, and it is not enough to describe the distance between them. He Yue felt that he was losing the wind dye, losing the people he had never had.

"Shouldn't I grasp the son's practice?" It was his unremitting grasp of the wind dyeing exercises, and if he had to practice the emotional effect of double cultivation, the wind dyeing skills would recover so quickly and so highly. If he doesn't force Feng Dye to practice, Feng Dye's skill can only wander under the flow, and then his qi and blood are retrograde due to depression, and there will be no risk of internal force backlash.

Manager Zhuang stood respectfully at the bottom, not daring to answer. He only knew that He Yue often practiced internal strength with Feng Ran, however, he didn't know that He Yue followed Feng Dye to practice double cultivation exercises, and his own martial arts internal strength was not high, and he didn't know how He Yue practiced and how well he practiced, he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

He Yue asked, "Did the imperial doctor say how to heal?"

Lao Zhuang replied: "The imperial doctor said that only when the meridians are blocked, it is good to re-open the meridians in time, the shorter the time, the easier it is to get through, the longer the time to make mistakes, the greater the difficulty, if the meridians are blocked for a long time, it will be dragged into a scabies, and there is basically no cure." ”

"I am asking, is there a way to cure your son-in-law's melancholy and gloom?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the Imperial Doctor said that the best cure is as long as you let the prince open his arms, cry when he wants to cry, laugh when he wants to laugh, untie the knotted emotions, and take a few doses of medicine to dissolve the condensation gas. If...... Emotions can't be relieved, and no matter how much medicine you take, it's useless. "If you can open your arms, why should you be depressed? If you are depressed, how can you open your arms? This is a dead knot that cannot be solved at all! Feng Ran was originally a very thoughtful person, and he liked to keep everything in his heart and think alone.

Feng Ran is unwilling to stay in the Wind Garden, unwilling to stay by He Yue's side, unwilling to be the emperor's male favorite, this is the fundamental crux of Feng Ran's depression! And this is exactly what He Yue can't bear Feng Ran the most! He worked hard and tried his best to bind Feng Ran to his side, he couldn't let go, and he didn't want to let go.

He just wanted to keep the person he liked by his side, why was it so difficult? Why did he make people so angry? Why did so many people jump out to obstruct him? He put together 120,000 points of spirit, and finally overcame many obstacles, how did he know that there was a problem with the exercises he practiced with Feng Dye again, this time, it was the will of heaven, how could he overcome it?

How could he go to win the sky? He Yue's heart was filled with a sense of despair that he had never felt before--the days he had been dyed with the wind had finally come to an end. The time they have been together is not enough for three years.

Manager Zhuang understood He Yue's thoughts and persuaded: "Your Majesty, let the son go." ”

"Let it go?" He Yue asked rhetorically: "Didn't you say before, you were afraid that if you let Gongzi go, he would become an obstacle when I unified the rivers and mountains in the future?"

Zhuang Zongguan: "If you continue to trap Childe in the garden, Childe will only be a dead end." Since His Majesty was reluctant to let Gongzi die, he could only let Gongzi go. Your Majesty said that Gongzi is the most affectionate and righteous person, if His Majesty is willing to take the initiative to let go, let him live, Gongzi will definitely be remembered, he will see again, maybe Gongzi feels the kindness of His Majesty, can help His Majesty, for His Majesty's use, it is not known. "In short, it's better than watching Feng Dye be devoured by internal forces, or die or be disabled.

He Yue had a faint smile on her face, and she only had a bitter smile in her heart. He has never had any kindness at all. It's always been, it's just that he unilaterally likes wind dye, and he wants to imprison wind dye by his side. Feng Ran is willing to stay, willing to obey himself, just because Feng Ran is both a gentleman and a man. He Yue guessed, I was afraid that in my heart, I only had resentment towards myself, how could I have half a bit of kindness and friendship?

He Yue instructed: "Lao Zhuang, go back and tell your son-in-law that I Ming'er will stay in the Wind Garden, and ask my son-in-law to wash up and wait for me." ”

"Your Majesty wants to be fortunate to be a child?" Even if there is such a major problem in Feng Ran's body, does He Yue still want to be fortunate to be lucky with Feng Ran? And it is the third time this month. Since Bai Huichun diagnosed the pulse, He Yue insisted that she was only fortunate twice a month, and she didn't dare to do more, nor did she want to do less. Since the will of heaven is destined to not last long, then simply make the wind dye to the fullest and die in bed?

He Yue's face sank: "Bastard, is this your responsibility?"