Feng Jiu was stunned.

The speed at which the blade sank into her chest was too fast, and her pain nerves didn't seem to react, and she saw Nangong Ling, who had red eyes, suddenly appear in front of her.

It wasn't until she felt the coldness in her heart and the sharp pain like a tearing sensation that she saw the current situation clearly with the sword body reflecting half of her face.

"South...... Gong Ling? ”

Feng Jiu looked at him as if he was questioning, but he was so powerless when he spoke.

It's like being overwhelmed by a sudden backstab in the face of someone you trust.

The blade of the sword shook.

Nangong Ling's eyes were cloudy and red like evil ghosts, and they changed because of this low murmur.

The blood in his eyes faded, and the distorted world returned to its original form.

But when he saw the suddenly clear scene in front of him, he couldn't wait to see what he saw in front of him was an illusion!

Why is she so pale and vomiting blood?

Why...... His own sword would sink into her chest!

There was an unprecedented panic on his usually cold face, and compared to Feng Jiutian's blankness, there was only a stunned look in his eyes.

"You're going to ...... Kill me? ”

This was Feng Jiutian's last voice.

Her sloppy gaze fell directly on his face, but she didn't have any ability to focus.

"No...... Be. ”

For the first time, Nangong Ling's answer was so difficult.

His hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably.

Feng Jiutian couldn't hear what he was going to say, his eyes closed, and he had already fallen.

"Sister-in-law!"

The shocking event happened suddenly, and everyone thought that time just now seemed to stand still.

Now that he had suddenly recovered, he suddenly remembered Nangong Yue's exclamation in the carriage.

Nangong Ling hugged Feng Jiutian, and the expression on her face was blank.

When he immediately looked at Nangong Yue's accusing and angry eyes, whether it was his expression or complexion, Nangong Ling was embarrassed.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, didn't care about Nangong Yue, clicked on Feng Jiutian's acupoint to stop bleeding, and pulled out the sword.

Even with the unbridled crying in the carriage, he never stopped his action of carrying Feng Jiu out of the carriage.

"Go home!"

This time, his tone was hurried and panicked.

Dark Seven and the others were stunned.

Why is this happening?

What was happening in front of them seemed to be out of control, and they were overwhelmed.

"Go home!" Nangong Ling gritted his teeth, his anger vented from his chest, and he gave another order.

At this moment, the anger in his body almost formed a substance, and there was no longer red color in his eyes, but it made people's scalp tingle.

"Yes!"

Dark Seven replied in a stiff tone, and had to put aside the doubts and complicated feelings in his heart for the time being.

The carriage set off in a hurry again, this time completely devoid of the relaxed atmosphere it had before, leaving only an extremely oppressive feeling of dead silence.

Nangong Ling took Feng Jiu tilt, the speed was fast, and he rode his horse back on the way.

His face was expressionless, but his heart was like an ant frantically eating at his heart.

And just when he was anxiously trying to use the life-saving medicine treasured in the palace to protect Feng Jiu's increasingly cold body temperature, he saw a figure at the gate of the palace that had not been seen for many days.

Qin Flower Dance!

The moment he saw him, Nangong Ling's suppressed emotions suddenly broke through the defense!

He didn't care that the horse hadn't had time to stop, or the stunned gazes of his men who followed him.

He hugged Feng Jiutian, jumped off the carriage, and hurriedly stood in front of Qin Huawu, clasping his arm tightly.

"Save her." He almost commanded.

The smell of blood on his face made Qin Huawu's face change suddenly, and the ridicule in his mouth was stuck.

He finally saw the bloody piece of Feng Jiu's chest, and then looked at Nangong Ling's unstable breath, gritted his teeth, and couldn't care about anything, "Quick, come into the house!" ”

On this night, no one in the palace could find peace.

Nangong Ling stood blankly outside the door of Feng Jiutian's room, listening to the movement inside, and did not move all night.

It wasn't until the next morning that the movement in the house temporarily stopped.

Qin Huawu walked out of the house with an indistinguishable face, his gaze was so cold that he almost killed someone.

"If you guess correctly, the wound on Miss Feng's body was caused by you." He looked at Nangong Ling coldly and asked.

Nangong Ling did not deny it.

I just wanted to admit it, but I was stuck in my throat.

Qin Huawu was furious.

"You're out of control!" He affirmed.

"Hmm." Nangong Ling finally nodded.

However, what was waiting for him was not any understanding, but Qin Huawu's sneer.

"You already know what you're going to do if you get out of control, so I also reminded you to stay away from Feng Jiutian." He scoffed, "But you didn't." And it is impossible for the medicine of my Medicine King Valley to be completely ineffective! ”

"The only possibility is that not only did you not take the medicine I gave you, but you also deliberately designed it to put yourself in this state of loss of control!"

Qin Huawu's questioning was like a knife, stabbing into his heart one by one.

These are not speculations, but affirmations and facts.

Nangong Ling couldn't refute it.

Yes, in order to lure out the people behind the scenes, he used Feng Jiutian as bait.

He deliberately showed his closeness to Feng Jiutian in front of the punch line, and also exposed the small bottle of medicine in front of her, making her guess that she had discovered that there was Gu poison in her body.

All this is to let her show her feet.

Finally, when Punchline invited him to put off the lanterns, he said that he had something to do temporarily and wanted to go back to the palace, but Punchline did not follow on the grounds that he had something.

But the secret guard he planted next to the punchline saw it with his own eyes, she followed, and the flute was also played by her.

This proves that the Gu poison on his body is under this woman who has always been as weak as a dodder seed.

……

"You've finally found the man, haven't you?"

Qin Huawu had a black face, and his expression was like he wanted to poke a hole in him, but his strong self-control ability still made him hold back.

Nangong Ling nodded noncommittally.

He didn't startle the snake.

"Is she okay?" Nangong Ling finally spoke, her voice hoarse.

Qin Huawu's anger was once again ignited because of his words.

"I didn't expect King Sheng to still care about the life or death of a bait."

After a pause, he added coldly, "The ghost door was closed, the tire was pneumatic, and the child couldn't be saved." ”

Nangong Ling snorted silently, but the guilt in her eyes was just about to emerge, but when she heard the last two sentences, her eyes were full of stunned expressions.

"What?" He asked blankly.

Qin Huawu looked at it, if he didn't understand it by this time, then his brain would be in vain.

"You didn't know she was pregnant?"

Qin Huawu grabbed his collar fiercely and said angrily.

He was sure that the child in Feng Jiutian's womb was Nangong Ling's, and even if King Sheng used Feng Jiutian again, he would not be despicable enough to do anything else.

Nangong Ling didn't even have time to resist, he panicked.