The cool wind blew through the sideburns again, and the unfazed white figure silently turned around and dived into the vast night, gradually turning into nothingness, and the window lattice closed again, returning to its original state.

Fine, dense guilt grew from the tip of Qingchen's heart, just like in the past.

Mu Qingchen closed her eyes, curled up and sat on the bed, her hands clasped around her knees, hiding in the quilt, while her head was buried between her arms through the quilt.

She has never loved this fragile action, because she is the omnipotent Ye Tingcheng, even in front of Xiao Ling back then, she was so strong that she didn't need anyone's protection and pity.

But now, because of Feng Xiran's words, she softened her heart and felt guilty.

The warrior who was strong in martial arts but indifferent to the world was involved in this dusty world because of her, so that the white shirt that was originally not stained with fine dust was dyed with blood.

At this moment, she was even thinking that if in the previous life, she chose not the ambitious Xiao Ling, but the comfortable and indifferent Feng Xiran, would there be another result now?

Or fight the sword rivers and lakes, act chivalrous and righteous, or paste words under the moon, listen to music among the pines, or lie down leisurely, choose the mountains to live, or abandon the flashy and be willing to make cloth clothes.

But no matter what kind of life it is, it will not be like it is now, sitting and thinking, tossing and turning, worrying, frowning, every word, no action, you must be cautious in your words and deeds, and you must be exhausted.

Aren't you tired of calculating like this? Come with him......

There seemed to be a voice in her ear saying this, with supreme magic, full of bewitchment, and at the moment when Mu Qingchen was full of guilt towards Feng Xiran, she took advantage of the void and shook her mind.

"The Ning Moon Kingdom doesn't need a discredited queen, so I, there's no reason not to kill you!"

"Ye Chengcheng, all the birds, the good bow is hidden, the cunning rabbit is dead, the lackeys are cooking, you won't understand these truths, so don't blame me......"

"Without Ye Chengcheng, the Ningyue Kingdom is still fine, the emperor doesn't have to rely on the Ye family to control the entire country!"

......

Suddenly, Xiao Ling's resolute gaze, the sarcasm in Shen Bihuan's words, and the disdain in the Queen Mother's eyes...... Scenes flashed through Mu Qingchen's mind, remembering the deception and betrayal in the past, these pictures were like a sharp weapon, tearing her heart apart.

I haven't taken revenge yet, I haven't seen the retribution of those who framed the Ye family, how can I escape?

Suddenly, Qingchen's eyes were full of cold light, and he raised his head suddenly, his eyes seemed to penetrate the curtains, and he saw a distant place, and in front of him was a corpse pit stacked with three thousand hidden guards and more than two hundred lives of the Ye family......

Avenge!

These two words filled Mu Qingchen's mind, and the slightest touch that was born because of Feng Xiran's words was buried deep in her heart, replaced by a firm gaze and determination to seek justice for the Ye family.

Those who participated in framing the Ye family, whether they were running around in the court, or sitting on a high platform to enjoy honor, she would not let go of any of them!

The turbulent waves in her heart have calmed down, Mu Qingchen's eyes returned to their original state after surging in an instant, she lay down quietly, the quilt was so casually covered on her body, but she didn't feel cold anymore, I don't know if it was because Feng Xiran helped her expel the cold in her body, or because she was numb at the moment.

After her mind was settled, Mu Qingchen fell asleep again, and she was destined to live up to Feng Xiran's deep affection.

Feng Xiran didn't come back, and Mu Qingchen's illness was sick for more than a month. The doctor came many times, and a lot of medicine was prescribed, but Mu Qingchen's condition came and went, and there was never a good time.

The people in Luluoju were full of sadness, especially Princess Yi Mu Qingchen's two personal maids, Jin Yan and Zhu Yu, the two of them were guarding Qingchen's bedside, waiting without undressing, and they didn't dare to slack off at all, even Aunt Qiu, who was not often in front of her on weekdays, was also called to the house and waited for the dispatch.

"Nankong senior, please-" Xiao Yi's voice came from the door of Lu Luoju, with a hint of eagerness.

He knew that Mu Qingchen was good at martial arts, although the lake was cold in winter, Mu Qingchen had internal strength to protect his body, and he didn't stay in the lake for long, so it stands to reason that there shouldn't be much of a problem, but Mu Qingchen lingered on the bed for many days, and his face became more and more pale, which was really worrying.

Xiao Yi remembered that when he was in the Heavenly Star Kingdom, he heard the rumors that the Jade Hook Princess's body was weak and sickly, and a panic rose in his heart, and then he suddenly realized that no matter how good Mu Qingchen was, she was always a noble daughter, and her body was weak.

Half a month of secret visits finally allowed him to find the famous Nankong Divine Doctor on the rivers and lakes, and begged him in every possible way to get such an opportunity to diagnose and treat Mu Qingchen.

The Nankong Divine Doctor entered Lu Luoju, but saw Mu Qingchen lying behind the curtain, while Huai Jin and Zhu Yu were standing in front of the bed inch by inch, their faces changed slightly, thinking that something big had happened to Mu Qingchen, so he turned to Xiao Yi and said:

"I also asked the prince to allow the old man to diagnose the princess's pulse. ”

"Nankong seniors don't have to be polite, the princess's illness, please ask the seniors to worry a lot. Xiao Yi said, arching his hands, looking humble, not like ordinary royal children.

Seeing that Xiao Yi was worried about Qingchen's body, the Nankong Divine Doctor nodded slightly, and his heart was slightly relieved, maybe Xiao Yi in front of him was the beloved person of the landlord in this life, and he could bring the landlord out of the whirlpool of revenge, so as not to fall deeper and deeper.

After all, Mu Qingchen is Princess Yi, and her jade body is delicate and cannot be blasphemed, so Jin Yan tied a red thread to Qingchen's wrist to let the Nankong Divine Doctor hang the silk to diagnose the pulse.

Jin Yan didn't know that the Nankong Divine Doctor was a person in the Star Picking Building, nor did he know that he was Qingchen's subordinate, so he only thought about Qingchen pretending to be sick, and didn't want to be recognized, let alone let Xiao Yi know, so he used the reason that the princess's jade body could not be desecrated, and hung the silk to diagnose the pulse, hoping that this would allow the Nankong Divine Doctor to diagnose the wrong pulse, so as not to expose the dust.

"Divine doctor, please. Jin Yan handed the other end of the red line to the Nankong Divine Doctor and said so.

Nan Kongzi is called a miracle doctor, but he is not prestigious, even Huai Jin knows something, how can it stump him? The moment Jin Yan's words fell, Nan Kongzi no longer shirked, put his fingers together and lightly placed them on the red line, closed his eyes slightly, and diagnosed the pulse of Qingchen.

After a long time, the Nankong Divine Doctor opened his eyes, glanced at the overlapping curtain with a complicated expression, and then spoke: "The princess is just cold in her body, and it will be fine if she recuperates for a while, the prince doesn't have to worry, the old man will leave." ”

Hearing the words of the Nankong Divine Doctor, Xiao Yicai relieved his heart slightly, and asked Qin Zhong to send the Nankong Divine Doctor out, only then did he turn around and go towards the inner room of Qingchen's bedroom.

"Lord, the princess is sick in bed, please stand far away, so as not to spread the illness to the prince. Zhan Yu watched Xiao Yi's movements, as if he was about to lift the bed curtain, so he said something to stop him.

Xiao Yi's movements in his hands paused, but he didn't take it back as he thought about it, but took a step forward, lifted the curtain on the bed, and looked at Mu Qingchen lying on the bed, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

"The concubine is weak and can't get up to say hello to the prince, and ask the prince to forgive her sins. Mu Qingchen spoke very weakly.

"The princess is not feeling well, but she still has a good rest, and there is no need to be polite. Xiao Yi said, staring at Qingchen's face carefully, trying to see some clues from her face.

However, he failed, and for the first time he could not see through a woman.

Mu Qingchen's originally delicate and beautiful face was nothing, only pale, and even the fresh red lips of the past were completely bloodless, leaving only a touch of bleakness and nothingness.

"Thank you for your understanding. Qingchen chuckled, but the smile never reached the bottom of his eyes.

"Go down, all of you. Xiao Yi looked at Mu Qingchen, and after a while, he waved his hand and asked Jinyan and Zhanyu to go down, "The princess is seriously ill, and this matter is all because of this king, this king feels deeply guilty and wants to accompany the princess." ”

"The slave and maid are gone. The four people in the room understood Xiao Yi's words, so they retreated.

Jin Yan and Zhan Yu were still guarding the door, Xiao Yi saw the footsteps getting farther away, so he reached out to help Mu Qingchen up from the bed, and he sat cross-legged behind Mu Qingchen.

"What does the prince want to do?" Qingchen was surprised, so he asked, wanting to break free, but remembering that his body was weak, he stopped moving.

Feng Xiran is like this, Xiao Yi is like this, can they really be so bad when they have deep internal strength? Feng Xiran's behavior can still be explained, but Xiao Yi ......

She and Xiao Yi originally used each other's relationship, in order to hide their true identity and purpose, they had to get together according to Xiao Ling's will, Xiao Yi really didn't need to spend his true qi for her, not to mention, he still had a poison in his body that had not been solved for many years, and he needed to rely on internal force to suppress it.

"This king doesn't care what the purpose of your coming to Ningyue Country is, it doesn't matter who you are, and it doesn't matter if you are really cold, but at this moment, this king doesn't want you to die. Without anyone else, Xiao Yi spoke more directly, and the tone of his words was meaningful, which made Qingchen understand that Xiao Yi had already understood her plan.

"Don't worry, I won't die, my goal has not been achieved, how can I let myself die like this?" Qingchen sneered, the fierceness in his eyes flashed, "It's you, Xiao Yi, since you have invited the Nankong Divine Doctor, why don't you let him take a look at the poison in your body?"

"My poison has been accumulating for many years, and it doesn't happen overnight. Xiao Yi knew that Qingchen was fine, but the heat in his hands still flowed into Qingchen's body.

"Can you tell me what kind of poison you have, and is there a cure for it?" Mu Qingchen listened to Xiao Yi's words and asked.

"I don't bother the princess about this matter, whether it can be solved or not, I have my own fate. Xiao Yi said as he adjusted his internal breath and removed his hands from Qingchen's back, then got out of bed and helped Qingchen to lie down again.

Mu Qingchen looked at Xiao Yi's side face, countless thoughts flashed in his heart, and the deeper he thought, the deeper his doubts became.

If Xiao Yi's poison can be cured, why doesn't he seek medicine from the Nankong Divine Doctor? If Xiao Yi's poison has no cure, then why does he break into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion at night and want to take the edict of the first emperor? Is what he is trying to do is the supreme position of the Ninety-Five?