In the small porcelain jar, the ashes of incense sticks are broken.

The incense mist is entwined and climbs, scattering the room full of sultry fragrance.

Qi Chengyi took the medicine bowl she drank and stared at Fu Yunqing, her handsome eyes were clear and clear, but they seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, Fu Yunqing seemed to see him clearly, but she didn't seem to see clearly.

For example, she always thought that Qi Chengyi's martial arts were inferior to her.

But Qi Chengyi's poisonous hair exposed his terrifying strength, which is by no means her match, and even said that no one can beat her.

Could it be that when he became an outcast in the cold palace, he had been studying and practicing hard?

If you are so diligent, you will be able to achieve great things in the coming days.

But......

She remembered that in her previous life, Qi Chengyi died a year later.

"Miss Yunqing." Qi Chengyi stared at her and suddenly spoke.

"Huh? What? Fu Yunqing suddenly came back to his senses.

Qi Chengyi's extremely good-looking peach blossom eyes, with a demagogic fatal attraction, his eyes were surging with an undercurrent, and he slowly asked: "The Mother and Child Gu make you and me share the pain." ”

"You saved me because you were in pain?"

"Or did you want to save me?"

Fu Yunqing bent her eyebrows and smiled, her eyes were clear and clear, like a sweet spring in the spring in the south of the Yangtze River: "My blood detoxified a hundred poisons, and can dissolve all the pain of poisonous hair, so I don't feel pain when you have poisonous hair." ”

"I share your pain, but I won't be poisoned."

Qi Chengyi was stunned for a moment, a trace of indistinct touch flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his eyelids to hide all his emotions: "Thank you." ”

"The matter of my blood detoxification is extremely secret, and I hope that His Highness will not spread it."

In her previous life, Qi Yu sent her to a mysterious person to bleed, in this life, she did not marry Qi Yu, and Concubine Yu did not know the special features of her blood.

Now that she's fledgling, she doesn't want to get into trouble yet.

Fu Yunqing got much better after drinking the medicine, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and pointed to the side of the wall: "If there is nothing to do, I will withdraw." ”

Qi Chengyi's throat rolled slightly, and he unconsciously grabbed a corner of his robe: "Okay." ”

Fu Yunqing lost too much blood, felt extremely tired, and needed to go to Fengluan Palace to accompany the empress for dinner tomorrow on Chinese New Year's Eve.

As soon as she had finished climbing over the wall, she was so tired that she fell into the bed tent and slept in the dark.

……

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the night is three watches.

Jin'an Palace.

Without a candle fire, the hall was cold and dark, like an abyss.

Qi Chengyi stood in front of the dark pane, looking at the ray of moonlight that pierced through the dark clouds and fell on the palace wall.

He was dressed in a pure ink-colored robe with a collar, as if he had become one with the darkness, his posture was cold, his hands were in his hands, his back was to the darkness, facing the moonlight, and his mind crossed the scene of the woman holding him in her arms, cutting her wrists and feeding blood.

He who has been punished by everyone will be saved.

Qi Chengyi snorted self-deprecatingly, shook his head and chuckled.

Lin Yuezhou, who was dressed in black and masked, walked behind Qi Chengyi and said slowly: "The Lord didn't take Jindan this time, I think I got the red pill from Miss Fu?" ”

"Her blood can cure all poisons." Qi Chengyi spoke.

Lin Yuezhou was shocked, and his expression was extremely incredulous:

"There are people in the world who have blood to cure all kinds of poisons, no wonder I always smell a trace of fishy smell from the red pill, and I don't want to be her blood."

"The Lord's tricks, I am amazed." Lin Yuezhou said with emotion, "When you were assassinated by Chen Kang, you had already seen through the Zimu Gu in the arrow, but you didn't stop it, let the Zimu Shuanggu get into the wound of the Fu girl, and then pretended to save her, sucking out a Gu, so that you could share the pain." ”

"In this way, when you poison your hair, she will also be in great pain, and in order not to make herself suffer, she will cut her wrists and bleed and detoxify you. Every time you relapse in the future, Fu Girl will bleed to detoxify you. Wonderful! ”

"In addition, the girl is good at poisoning, and she will do her best to develop an antidote for you, after all, you are bound by pain and are a boatload of people!"

Lin Yuezhou chattered endlessly, immersed in his own logic.

Qi Chengyi, who was standing in the endless darkness, his sword eyebrows were furrowed into a profound Sichuan character, and no one knew how he felt at the moment.

If Fu Yunqing is also a despicable person, he can use her without hesitation and discard her at will.

But Fu Yunqing is not, she is open-minded, kind and benevolent, and sincere.

He considered himself to be anything but good, even cold and ruthless, despicable and cruel.

He was invincible, but this time, he lost to Fu Yunqing's brightness and lost in a mess.

Qi Chengyi had a stone in his throat, and after a long time, he seemed to sigh and said with complicated emotions: "She will only share her pain, but she will not share her poisonous hair." ”

"She saved me only because of an alliance, blessings and misfortunes."

Lin Yuezhou was stunned for a long time: "Helping the girl is just to save you, nothing else, that's all?" When I saw her return home today, she was haggard, pale, and unsteady in her steps, and she must have lost too much blood and was too weak. ”

In the cold darkness, Qi Chengyi said slowly:

"Yes, in order to save me, half of my body was ...... blood"

……

The next day, at noon.

Fu Yunqing woke up in the soft tent brocade quilt, and after getting out of bed barefoot, he was dizzy for a while, and hurriedly supported the bed: "Mei Fu came to dress up for me." ”

Mei Fu picked up the carved jade comb, combed three thousand green silk for her, and tied her hair into a hairpin.

Tian Ying came over with a plate of brocade boxes in her hand: "Girl, His Royal Highness the Eighth called Shen Huaixu to send Ejiao red date cake." ”

Fu Yunqing ate a few pieces of Ejiao cake sent by his younger brother, and muttered, "He still has a conscience." Pick me a water-red dress that matches my complexion today. ”

She looked in the mirror, her cheeks that had become more and more pale due to excessive blood loss, and said weakly: "Spare snow fur cloak, I'm a little afraid of the cold." ”

"In the past, girls were the least afraid of the cold, but now how can they be afraid of the cold?" The sweet pear vortex is shallow, and with a smile, she handed the fluffy soup woman to Fu Yunqing.

Fu Yunqing clasped her hands in the warm soup woman, sat in the carriage, and sighed.

After asking that, Tianying's smile froze, remembering yesterday's events, she wanted to speak again and again, but she held it back, and her butt couldn't sit still like a needle.

Fu Yunqing leaned against the wall of the car, closed his eyes and recuperated: "If you have anything to say, just say it." I see you're holding back a little uncomfortable. ”

"What if the girl said that she would not let blood and save people? But you said before, why are you not the reincarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva, how can you give up your blood to exchange his life? You came back last night, with a miserable white face, and the slave and maid looked at Haosheng and felt distressed......"

As she spoke, Tianying choked up a little, and sobbed and accosted, "If you have a case, how can the slave live?" Slaves and maids are dependent on you, even if slaves and maids die millions of times, you can't make a mistake. ”

Fu Yunqing plucked her ears with her fingertips, she couldn't hear the sweet chatter, and saw that she was about to drop the golden beans, so she hurriedly coaxed:

"Xiaoying, I promise you, I swear, never again!"

Tian Yingbi painted, crying: "That's half of the body's blood, there are so many, so many!" Woo woo, the girl said sweet things to coax the slave maid, what's the use of swearing? Your face is cold and your heart is hot, and your heart is hot, see you next time, you should save it—"

"Boom!" While the two were talking, the wheels were stopped in a hurry!

Tianying leaned forward by inertia and almost fell to the ground.

Fu Yunqing opened the car door, rolled up the Hunan bamboo curtain and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Chu Bingke, who was setting up a horse, hugged his arms, looked straight ahead with cold eyes, and said, "I happened to be holding a horse, and a car on the opposite side of the palace road went on a rampage and stopped our road." ”

Since digging the grave and opening the coffin, Fu Yunqing has left Chu Bingke and Chen Xuenian in the general's mansion, which is not only convenient for contact, but also for each other to take care of.

After all, Chen Xuenian and Chu Bingke are both survivors of the Chu family's annihilation tragedy, and they are the safest under their noses.

happened to be short of people around Fu Yunqing, so he recruited Chu Bingke as a guard.

Fu Yunqing frowned slightly, and raised her eyes to look at the carriage blocked in front.

On the carriage, a young girl in brocade clothes walked down leisurely.

Chen Ninglu combed her delicate and complicated hair bun, dressed like a peacock with an open screen, a long skirt with a pink and purple flowered collar, a red spike and white jade tied at the waist, and sprinkled gold embroidered shoes on her feet, threw the tomatoes in her palm, and said with a smile:

"It was the daughter of the god of war first, helping the girl. Sorry, stopped your car, got in your way, you wouldn't mind, right? ”

She was apologetic, but her tone was smug.

Chen Ninglu is the younger sister of Concubine Yu who is fifteen years younger.

I have only met Fu Yunqing a few times before, and I have no deep friendship.

The corner of Fu Yunqing's lips drew a faint smile: "It's okay, the palace road is so wide, Miss Chen is in our way, let's change the way." Ice can be a horse. ”

Just as Fu Yunqing was leaving, Chen Ninglu smashed the tomatoes into her head: "Please eat persimmons!" ”

I wanted to see Fu Yunqing's jokes, but I didn't want to, Fu Yunqing caught the persimmon and smashed it back with his backhand: "Thank you, don't eat it!" ”

"Smack!" Ground thud.

The soft and juicy persimmon, on Chen Ninglu's beautiful dress, smashed a piece of-like yellow!