The king of Xicheng and the other two demon monarchs went down from the main hall, discussing things as they walked.

The stairs of the main hall were very high, and a palace man ran up from the bottom, not paying attention to the people above, and when he saw it clearly, he had already stepped on the hem of one of the demon monarchs. Frightened, she hurriedly lay down and wiped it.

Originally, it was not a matter of urgency, because the stairs were high, which hindered the view, and it was normal for the crowd to bump into or step on them. But when the king of the southwest looked at the clothes of the palace people, he recognized that it was the person from the Fengyang Palace, which inevitably reminded him of the evil obstacle, and an indescribable sullen breath came up, and scolding was inevitable.

"In a panic, what kind of system has it become?"

The palace people never thought that they would anger the king of Xicheng, and replied in fear: "The princess is awake, she wants to ...... I want pen and paper, and the slave maid is here to get pen and paper for the princess. ”

"She's awake?" the king of Xicheng frowned.

The king fought bloodily outside, sleepless, and almost died. She was well asleep alone in the temple.

The angry voice raised a few points: "Since you are awake, why don't you come to serve the sick?"

The palace people were so frightened that they hurriedly kowtowed: "The princess doesn't know that the king is injured. The king also ordered us not to mention it. ”

Xuanzhi himself didn't let him mention it, so naturally he couldn't blame Feng Ling anymore.

The king of Xicheng sighed and waved his hand to let the people of the palace go.

When the palace people ran away, the two demon monarchs next to him came to the side of the king of Xicheng and reminded him uneasily: "Even if you are the elder of Princess Fengling, you shouldn't ask for her, after all, the edict of abdication has been drafted, and she will become the lord of you and me sooner or later." The lord is above, and we are always courtiers, so we must pay more attention to etiquette. ”

Referring to the edict of abdication, and thinking of Xuanzhi's situation, King Xicheng's face became a little more solemn, so he stopped speaking.

Walking up the stairs with the two demon monarchs, something suddenly passed through the king of Xicheng's mind. Just now, the palace man from Fengyang Hall said that he was going to get a pen and paper. No wonder Fang Cai felt vaguely familiar, he remembered that a few days ago, he met the palace people on the side of Xuanzhi's case, and they also said that they were going to get paper and pen.

Presumably...... Coincidence.

When the palace people took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone back, a large table had been laid out in the courtyard of the Fengyang Palace.

Feng Ling put the paper on it, and the afternoon sun just passed diagonally through the branches of the locust tree, falling sporadically on it. For a moment, there was an illusion of going back to last winter.

At that time, it was also such a sunshine, and it was also at this time and in this position, and she and Xuanzhi were writing wedding cards at this table together. At that time, she was already in the mire, and I don't know what kind of mood he had. Maybe you're getting caught for your prey, and you're smug about it.

I couldn't help but hate him a little more.

The palace people came to help her polish the ink, and she waved her hand and said, "I'll come by myself." ”

Seeing her immersed in it, her expression was also rare and serene. The palace people were relieved to leave her in the courtyard and go to work on other things.

The sky was getting darker, the partridges were crying one after another, and the palace people lit ghost fires in the yarn lanterns, and swept the fallen peach blossom petals and fallen leaves into a pile.

Feng Ling called a palace man and stuffed a folded letterhead into her hand. "Take advantage of the curfew to send this to the Mountain God Temple and hand it over to the Mountain Protector Divine King. Do it quietly, and don't alarm others. ”

At the end, he added: "Don't pass by the main hall, go around." ”

In the backyard of the main hall, several gauze lamps were also lit.

The ghost fire is dark blue, revealing a thin veil, faintly tinged with a light purple, and it is beautiful when it hits the darkness. But in the backyard where the smell of bitter medicine is permeated, it only makes people feel depressed inexplicably.

A little maid knelt on the edge of the collapse with the decoction, waiting for Xuanzhi to drink it, the medicine tasted very bitter, but the smell was bitter and made people smell astringent in their mouths. Xuanzhi drank it, didn't even frown, and the little maid looked at it from the side, feeling inexplicably sad for a while.

Before the medicine bowl could be put back in the little maid's hand, Xuan Zhi suddenly coughed violently, and the medicine bowl fell to the ground in response, and a crisp sound was also covered by Xuan Zhi's cough.

The little maid was shocked, and hurriedly notified the palace people who were sweeping outside the door to call the witch doctor.

When he came back, Xuanzhi's clothes were already in a mess, and all the bitter medicine he drank was spit out. The little maid hurriedly took a handkerchief and wiped it for him, and wiped it over his lips, and the handkerchief was dyed red.

The red-nosed witch doctor hurried in, and when he saw this, he couldn't stop falling into a cold sweat.

Turning his head and asking the little maid, "Are you coughing up blood when you drink medicine again?"

The little maid nodded: "From yesterday to today, it has always been like this, drinking medicine can stabilize for a while, what I am afraid of is a sudden attack when I drink medicine." ”

The witch doctor probed Xuanzhi's meridians with a spell, shook his head and asked the little maid to fry another pair of medicines.

"Can this medicine really cure the king's poison?" Out of the inner hall, the little maid asked in a low voice.

"No, only toxicity can be controlled. The witch doctor held his forehead again and again, hesitated for a while, and sighed: "Is the heart of the Third Highness of the Heavenly Clan made of stone?" The two great poisons of the Six Realms were all given to us in the Demon Realm, so that the old man couldn't even open his eyes. ”

"But is there any other way?" the little maid looked back at the inner sanctum worriedly.

"Yes, not now. The witch doctor touched his chin and sighed softly.

The little maid was puzzled, carrying a lantern, followed the witch doctor to the outside of the hall, and asked, "There used to be, what does that mean?"

The main hall is built very high, and if you look into the distance, you can see the Fengyang Hall in the east, hidden behind a tree, and it is the same brilliant light as the main hall.

The witch doctor looked at the lights and stood for a moment.

The little maid waited for his answer, and stood there with him. That's where the king often stands, and it's a long, long time at a time. After returning from the southwest this time, it was even more so, obviously confused, and it was difficult to even get up, but as long as there was a clear time, I would definitely come here to stand for a while.

She didn't know what was beautiful out there, and even if she could see the golden dome of the palace during the day, it was only a golden dome.

Just as he was thinking, the lantern in the witch doctor's hand went out. When I looked inside, it turned out that the lamp and candle had burned out.

The lantern in this hand is no better than a yarn lantern, and because it is shaky when walking, it is extremely easy to burn if you use a ghost fire, so you can only use a candle inside the lantern. This is also something that palace people often complain about, after all, no one can predict when the lamp and candle will burn out. If it burns out halfway, it's a headache.

When the little maid saw the witch doctor's troubled appearance, she looked into the distance, and reached out to take out the candle from her lantern and put it on the base of the witch doctor's lantern.

"I'm close, and there are a lot of yarn lamps in this backyard, so adults can use them. ”

The witch doctor glanced at his way back, then thanked him and prepared to go back.

As soon as he took two steps, the little maid caught up and stopped him: "The adults haven't said what that means, where will there be any way, it was there before, and it is not now? What is the reason?"

The little maid doesn't care about anything else, she doesn't understand anything else, but how important the king is to the demon world, she doesn't want this witch doctor to miss the slightest opportunity.

When the witch doctor saw that she was persistent, he smiled, and his smile was extremely desolate, and the little maid felt that it was even cooler than the night around her.

The wind blew the empty lamp in the hand of the little maid, and the lantern without the candle looked gray and bleak by the lantern in the hand of the witch doctor.

The witch doctor looked at the lantern that shook like withered grass, and said slowly: "In the past, it was like the king carrying your lantern, and the light was bright, even if you stepped into the dark night without the moon, it was okay. But now, the lantern has changed hands, and the lantern is no longer lit, and when there is a moon, you can barely see, and once a cloud floats over, it is endless darkness. What's more, what floated over was a poisonous cloud that could never be dispersed. ”

The little maid listened to the clouds and stomped her feet angrily: "I'm asking the adults how to do it, and the adults told me what the lanterns do?"

The witch doctor shook his head and didn't explain.

The little maid had no choice but to say, "Moreover, things are not as pessimistic as the adults say, I will give the lanterns to the adults, at least the adults' lanterns are lit." Adults don't have to worry about the night, and they don't have to worry about the clouds covering the moon. There is still a long way to go, and this lamp and candle is even more important to adults, isn't it?"

Hearing this, the witch doctor's expression seemed to be a little more cheerful, and he glanced at the lights of the Fengyang Hall in the distance, and then smiled at her: "What you said is good, maybe you are ...... That's what I think, too. ”

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