After a fever for a few days, Emperor Jiu Pai Le Ji secretly informed Emperor Hong, and Emperor Hong also understood what Emperor Jiu meant, and instructed Yue Zaiting to prepare some good medicinal materials and send them to him, and instructed him to recuperate in the mansion for a period of time.

Di Jiu's mood was not very high when he got the holiday.

Qi Lao naturally noticed her changes, and couldn't help but worry: "Girl, what's wrong with you?" ”

Di Jiu's body was still hot, but she didn't care at all, she was carrying a wine jug in her hand, and she was wrapped in a cotton robe and lying on the branches, the cold wind blew, and the cold air under her eyes could not be calmed at all.

"Not really." Her tone was colder than ever.

Qi Lao frowned: "Your state is not right, tell Xiao Lao'er." ”

Di Jiu resumed her appearance in men's clothes, her black hair was flying, floating around the branches, dancing with the wind, her long eyebrows were slightly raised, there was a sense of evil charm, her pale lips were curled, and a sneer came out of her nose.

"I think this person is really separated from people's hearts, with a mouth, who can trust anyone." She seemed to sigh.

"Jiujiu, don't say that, some people really have a purpose, but some people are forced to be helpless, or have a last resort, sometimes it's better not to say the truth than to say it." Qi Lao sat under the tree and chatted with her.

The eyes of the people on the branches are always fixed on the endless sky.

The sky is very blue, cloudless, and the air is very cool, but the temperature is still a little low.

Qi Lao urged: "Drink the medicine." ”

"Don't drink it." She tilted her head and took a sip of wine, "I can't die." ”

Qi Lao frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Then you can't stop treating the disease because you can't die." ”

Di Jiufei got down from the tree, turned his back to Qi Lao and walked towards the study, "Do you eat when you're not hungry?" ”

“……”

The old man under the tree blinked in confusion, although the reason was similar, but why did he always feel that something was wrong?

In the study, Di Jiu's fingers flicked, and a cluster of flames flew into the purple furnace, and a flourishing fire instantly ignited in the stove, and the warm current filled the study, and the hearts of the hot people were warm.

She lay on the soft couch, her body was still feverish, and she was a little weak, and the snow wolf was released by her and crawled near her.

Drowsy.

This night, Di Jiu slept very tired, and his nerves were also tense.

In the dream, the scene of her being kidnapped poured out again, and the scenes of bloody corpses, flies and mosquitoes flying all over the sky flashed through her mind.

She howled heartbreakingly, but no one could hear her anger and unwillingness.

She desperately wants to catch her killer, and she also desperately wants to know who hates her so much!

Reliving a life, Di Jiu has not secretly observed and analyzed, but although the people around him have festivals, they are not at all to the point of breaking her corpse.

Who hates her so much?

And who was the scar on that arm she touched in a panic when she died in her previous life?

Everything made Di Jiu frown, and she became more and more out of breath under the heavy pressure, but hatred and unwillingness were churning in her heart.

If it weren't for the hatred in her heart, Di Jiu felt that she might not have the perseverance to persist until now.

If Di Jiu suspects anyone, the first thing she thinks of is Chen Guifei, if Chen Guifei wants to find a way out for her son, then she must be killed.

Another one is Dihong.

Yes, since ancient times, there have been many cases of emperors being afraid of their sons, and the truth that tigers are poisonous and do not eat children is useless in the palace.

When night fell, Emperor Jiu finally pulled out of his tired dreams.

However, as soon as she woke up, she heard Elder Qi knocking on the door, "The Great Prince, the National Teacher and the White Divine Doctor have come to visit you." ”