Help!The god of war is in love with me

Chapter 411 I Still Only Believe In Him

She squeezed it with her pale fingers: "Just a little bit drunk."

Shen Zhiyue looked at the bright moon in the sky: "Dad, I'm not here, you should drink less alcohol and smoke less, Mom, don't eat casually just because there are only two of you at home, you all have to take care of yourself and stay healthy." Wait for me to go back."

Seeing that she was drunk and started talking nonsense, Bai Mingyu picked her up and walked towards the room.

Shen Zhiyue hooked his shoulder and didn't let go: "I seemed to go back when I first came, but now, I really miss you, Bai Mingyu, if you can go back with me, that would be great."

The emperor was sitting outside, looking up at the moon. He had been conscientious and cautious in his life, but why did everyone want him to die.

He waited for a long time, but he didn't see Brother Wang coming out, so he left consciously without disturbing them.

Yu Cong sent the emperor out, and turned back to the door of the prince's room: "My lord, the emperor has gone back."

Bai Mingyu wanted to go out just now, but he doesn't need it now, he pinched her chin and kissed her, she smelled of alcohol all over her body, she was sweet and didn't know it.

Taking advantage of her drunkenness and the emptiness of her body, Shen Zhiyue put her hands on his shoulders, very cooperative.

Everything can't help...

When she woke up the next day, she felt sore all over her body. When she raised her head, Bai Mingyu stretched her brows, looking at her sideways refreshed.

Shen Zhiyue felt that she was not wearing anything under the quilt, so she pulled the quilt up to cover her face with both hands.

"Old Ge said, before your health gets better, you should cultivate well."

Bai Mingyu put his arms around her through the quilt: "I'm fine, I've recovered."

He was always vigilant against the national teacher, and he didn't inhale much of the poisonous powder, but he still fell down.

During this time, he selfishly wanted to spend more time with her, spend more time with her, and let her get out of the child matter.

Shen Zhiyue pulled down the quilt and looked at him: "Bai Mingyu, let's get pregnant seriously."

She will protect their children, and she will not take any more risks.

Bai Mingyu kissed her lips, tossing and turning, lingering, lustful.

An inappropriate voice sounded from the door of the room: "My lord, something happened. The emperor fell ill. The imperial doctor went to the bedroom early in the morning. Everyone was helpless."

A gust of wind blew across her cheeks, Bai Mingyu got out of bed, with no lust on his face, he changed into his clothes and entered the palace.

Shen Zhiyue was stunned, and after realizing it, she got up and put on the clothes one by one.

She resisted the discomfort in her body and walked out of the room: "Yu Qing, go and find out what happened to the emperor."

Yu Qing had the previous two experiences, so he never dared to leave: "Little madam, let's wait here for the prince to come back."

Shen Zhiyue stared at him: "I can't command you anymore? Then I'll go and find out by myself, and you will follow."

"Little madam, this subordinate doesn't mean that. I will inquire now."

Bai Mingyu walked into the emperor's bedroom, and saw the emperor lying on the golden dragon pattern quilt with a pale face, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"How is the emperor?"

An older imperial doctor said tremblingly: "My lord, the symptoms of the emperor are exactly the same as those of the previous emperor. I'm afraid it won't last for two days."

Bai Mingyu sullenly said, "Old Ge, why are you still standing there?"

When Lao Ge heard someone shouting, he came back to his senses, and hurried forward with the medicine box. The late emperor's illness was quite evil, how could this emperor have the late emperor's illness.

He began to feel his pulse, his brows were twisted into a 'Chuan' character, with deep lines: "The emperor's illness is so strange that he doesn't have any symptoms of poisoning."

Bai Mingyu thought of the death hexagram of the Feng clan, but he didn't expect it to come so soon: "Old Ge, no matter what method you use, take good care of the emperor, and wait for the king to come back."

Lao Ge couldn't grasp the emperor's illness well, so he couldn't act rashly, but it was still possible to hang his life.

"Don't worry, come back soon." Lao Ge said.

In order to let the national teacher show his fox tail, he began to make arrangements. This is not the best time to close the net, but for the sake of the emperor, even if everything is lost, he must do it.

Bai Mingyu looked at Yu Cong: "Close the net."

"My lord, think twice."

They started the layout from smuggling salt, and it took so long to fail at the most critical moment.

"If the emperor has something to do, it's not just the capital that is in chaos, go quickly." Bai Mingyu ordered.

"Yes, my lord." Yu Cong went down to make arrangements.

He left the palace, intending to collect the net himself, but outside the palace, he met Feng Yi, who was dressed in white and wearing a ghost mask, and Feng Yi walked in front of him.

"The righteous father left a door in the hexagram of death, it depends on whether you can believe me once."

Bai Mingyu narrowed his eyes, lurking in danger: "Feng Yi, if something happens to the emperor, you Feng clan will not get any benefit."

"The Bai family army almost ceased to exist after the first battle in Qingcheng. Its strength is not as good as before. The neighboring countries are staring at them. Once they join forces, no one will get any benefits. I don't want my foster father to have trouble, so I want to help you."

Bai Mingyu thought about whether he really handed over the letter to the emperor in Jiangnan. This person is credible, but he can't believe it all. Bai Mingyu was hesitating whether he should hand over the emperor's life.

Shen Zhiyue stepped out: "I believe Feng Yi, he told me about the death hexagram."

Seeing her putting her own life in front of him and trusting other men without hesitation, Bai Mingyu felt very uncomfortable, and his voice became a little more stern.

"Yue'er, why are you here?"

"At this time, we need to unite to tide over the difficulties." Shen Zhiyue said seriously.

Bai Mingyu's eyes fell on him, believing in him would not mean giving his life to the Feng Clan.

"The emperor's life, this king will personally protect it, without your help."

Feng Yi looked at him and blocked him word by word: "You can understand the death hexagram of the Feng clan, you can understand the mind of the foster father, where is your birth gate?"

Shen Zhiyue looked at Bai Mingyu and nodded vigorously: "For fortune-telling, you really have to trust professionals. We can't take risks. Many people have already died."

Bai Mingyu clenched his fist hard, but he didn't believe it. The world is so big that only people from the Feng clan can solve the hexagram of death.

"I don't have time to deal with you today. Because of your intention to deliver the letter, I will let you go. If I see you next time, I will definitely catch you."

Seeing his resistance, Feng Yi turned around and left without saying anything.

Shen Zhiyue said anxiously: "Bai Mingyu, what are you doing? With Feng Yi's help, we can solve this matter faster."

"Give the emperor's life to the Feng family. If something happens, who will be responsible? Can you guarantee that he is not a spy sent by the national teacher?"

Shen Zhiyue pursed her lips, she couldn't answer these words, her intuition told her that Feng Yi was trustworthy.

"I trust Feng Yi, he is not a bad person."

Bai Mingyu pinched her chin, and his eyes were stern: "Do you believe in the Feng clan? Or just him? Shen Zhiyue, you are now the king's wife, so don't look at other men."

It was the first time for Shen Zhiyue to see Bai Mingyu so fierce. She was frightened and couldn't say a word she wanted to say.

(End of this chapter)