Sang Ning had already woken up when the military doctor arrived.

She was lying on the chaise longue, her eyes slightly open, sick and unenergetic, like a haggard and withered flower.

"Concubine Niangniang, long time no see."

When the visitor arrived at the bed, his voice was gentle with a bit of mockery.

Sang Ning heard that something was wrong - this was the enemy of the original owner again?

She reluctantly sat up and looked at the other party seriously: her face was clear and handsome, her eyes were black and pure, as if they were dripping ink, and when she looked at people, she was calm and silent, like a dummy.

He was dressed in white like snow, with a slender figure and thin body, his long hair was scattered down, and he was pulled into a bun by a wooden hairpin, and he was holding the breeze and the moon and the fairy among the clouds.

While Sang Ning was admiring, a name flashed in his mind - Wind Sparrow.

He used to be the imperial doctor of Yan Palace, who was upright and pure, and had excellent medical skills.

However, the original owner once asked him to poison a favorite concubine, but he didn't obey, aroused her hatred, calculated that he used the wrong medicine for himself, and let the faint monarch remove him from his position, and abolished one of his hands.

The hand—

Sonning looked at his right hand—

Feng Qiyi's right index finger was wearing a stiff white finger cover, apparently missing a finger.

As an imperial doctor, what future can I have if I am missing a finger?

Well, the original owner's sin has been added.

"Ten years in Hedong, ten years in Hexi."

Sang Ning sighed: "That's it, today I have become a prisoner, you can dispose of it." It's just that you have to hurry up, and when Feng Runsheng comes back, you won't have this chance to deal with it. ”

It's not bad to be able to die at the hands of the Wind Sparrow.

As long as it's not a human way, she can accept it.

Feng Qiyi frowned when she saw her face of life and death, and felt very uncomfortable: it shouldn't be like this! She should have knelt down to him and begged for mercy and wept bitterly! How could she be so indifferent?

Feng Runsheng is right!

There is no point in dying.

They killed her, but they did as she wanted!

"What are you talking about?"

Feng Qiyi smiled slightly, looking ignorant and pure: "The Lord has spoken, how dare we have any objections?" ”

He lifted the hem of his clothes, half-knelt down, and stretched out his left hand to call for her.

Oh, congenital deficiency, loss of qi and blood, and meridian disorders...... If you don't need him to do anything, you won't live long.

But he suddenly didn't want her to die.

People die, everything rests.

So what's the point of his suffering?

"Niangniang is relieved, with me, I will let Niangniang live a long life."

These words were so angry that Sang Ning wanted to smoke people.

The original owner can't die if he becomes a human being in the book, and he dares to love the handwriting of this product.

As soon as he thought of becoming a human being, Sang Ning's desire for death was strong, and he deliberately provoked him: "Feng Qiyi, are you sick in the brain?" I am your enemy! You still save me! Are you the reincarnation of the Holy Father? ”

Feng Qiyi didn't seem to hear her sarcasm, and said with a smile: "Niangniang praised it falsely." The Holy Father didn't dare to think that the Holy Hand of Xinglin was indeed pursuing it in the next life. It's a pity that it was ruined in the hands of the mother. ”

Sunny Ning: "......"

This is really playing the piano to the cow!

She was so angry that she had nothing to say, and waved her hand lazily: "You get out." It's annoying to look at you. ”

Feng Qiyi saw her despise herself like this, and her heart was even more uncomfortable: how could this demon concubine say that he was annoying? He's the one who should bother her!

can see that she is leaning on the chaise longue, her face is haggard, sick and depressed, and her heart is soft: forget it, go to decoction first. lest she faint again suddenly.

"Wait a minute. I'm going to decoct the medicine for my mother. ”

In fact, he didn't have to go in person.

But the demon concubine has made a lot of enemies in the palace, and it is difficult to ensure that someone will assassinate her.

It really made her die, but it was as she wanted.

Sang Ning didn't know what Feng Qiyi thought, and when he saw him say this, he said seriously: "Thank you for your hard work." Remember to add arsenic/frost. I'll drink it clean. ”

Wind Sparrow: "......"

I want to die so much!

Hmph, he'll never let her get her way!

"The mother laughed."

Feng Qiyi bowed down and walked away from the Yuesang Palace.

Silence returned to the temple.

Sang Ning looked around, the empty hall, lifeless, and bored, so he pulled out the hairpin on his head and enjoyed the play-

When Chen Jin saw it, he was startled, and immediately stepped forward, snatched the hairpin, and persuaded: "The Lord is merciful, the mother is a precious woman, and I hope to cherish myself and don't do stupid things." ”

After speaking, he saw that there were still beads on Sang Ning's head, and he took them all off.

Sunny Ning: "......"

As for it?

She will not use a hairpin to find a short term unless she has to.

This thing can't stab itself, but it suffers.

"Niangniang, don't think about it."

Lu Zhi hugged her arm and cried and persuaded: "Although the Yan Kingdom has perished, you are not only the concubine of the Dead Country, but also the princess of the Sang Kingdom, and Emperor Sang will not die without help." ”

When Sang Ning heard her say this, she remembered the identity of the original owner or the princess of Sang Kingdom.

However, this Sang country is a weak country and has always been subject to the Yan country.

At that time, Emperor Yanyun ascended the throne.

Of course, this throne was taken by Emperor Yan Yun through illegal means.

It is rumored that he killed his father and brother for this reason, and also slaughtered hundreds of clans and ministers.

Such an atrocity is naturally unpopular with the people.

When Emperor Sang Qi heard about this, he immediately married his sister-in-law, Sang Ning.

At that time, Sang Ning was only fourteen years old, and the innocent, beautiful and patriotic girl was slightly teased, and she became a disaster.

For four years, he rebelled with the faint monarch and continued to revolt against the scourge of the Yan Kingdom.

It's a pity that the Helan family stationed in Mobei took advantage of the situation to rise and took away the fruits of the victory of the Sang Kingdom.

Sang Guo made wedding clothes for others for nothing.

Thinking of this, Sang Ning felt that Sang Guo or the elder brother of the original owner might not necessarily care about the life or death of the original owner's waste chess.

"Alas~"

How can you die easily?

She leaned against the chaise longue, sighed, closed her eyes, and tapped her forehead with her red cardamom fingers.

"Niangniang, what are you sighing about?"

A cold voice came in.

Sunny heard it, opened his eyes, and looked-

Feng Runsheng walked in like a killing god, carrying a ...... in his hand A bloody head.

Suddenly, he threw his head over.

Grunt.

The head rolled a few times and rolled to the chaise longa.

Sang Ning covered his mouth in fright and swallowed his exclamation: "Feng Runsheng, you, you-"

"Do you like the gift I gave you?"

Feng Runsheng put his sword into the sheath, wiped the blood from his cheek, and walked over like a bloodthirsty demon boy.

He may have been stabbed when he was a teenager, he was not too tall, his body was thin, and he was even more paranoid and gloomy.

"Look!"

Feng Runsheng stepped on the blood, came to the chaise longue's couch, grabbed Sang Ning's hair, and forced her to face the faint face that was not blinding.

Sang Ning closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look, for fear of having nightmares.

"It hurts—let go—"

She tilted her head, breathing heavily, and her face flushed.

The red spread all the way to the slender neck.

The neck is like white porcelain, dyed red, and it is a very delicate color.

Looking down, the neckline of the red palace skirt is wide open, and there is a little red in the snowdrift, which is the spring light that takes people's lives.

Coupled with her bewitching appearance and weak temperament, she trembles like an innocent lamb at this moment, making people want to wantonly ravage/ravage.

Feng Runsheng saw that his mouth was dry, his breathing was disordered, and he rushed to one place full of blood......