Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 470 Deviate from the scriptures, listen to the wind 11
A glass jade bottle, about the size of an adult's thumb, appeared in Qian Jiuze's hand, and he almost couldn't wait to pull out the cork, put it on the tip of his nose and sniff it lightly, as if he was confirming something.

Then, a look of joy quickly appeared on his face, and he let out a long sigh of relief, and looked up at Yun Tingfeng, who was standing with his hands behind his back, "How did you get it?"

"You have my own way." Yun Tingfeng seemed a little impatient, turned around and sat down on the soft chair beside him, and said calmly, "Is this thing really able to help you recover?"

"Really." Qian Jiuze nodded, "But one time is far from enough. At least I need to take it more than three times to restore me to my previous state."

"Three times? Why didn't you say it earlier?" Yun Tingfeng's face changed slightly, and he looked at him coldly, "It was easy to get it the first time, because he was unprepared, and it was easy to get there the second time?"

"It's okay." Hearing what he said, Qian Jiuze felt more relaxed, put the small bottle mouth into his mouth, and drank it with his head raised.

His body is too weak to delay for too long, and he must recover as soon as possible.

Swallowing the last drop of blood in the bottle into his belly, Qian Jiuze closed his eyes, savoring the sweet taste of fresh blood, as well as the excitement and joy that all gradually fading and degraded skills will soon be restored.

Too immersed in anticipation and joy, he didn't notice the icy coldness in Yun Tingfeng's eyes when he saw him swallow the blood.

"As expected of my good son." Qian Jiuze sighed contentedly, and the fanatic light appeared in his eyes again, "Tingfeng, I'm staying here for the time being, don't let anyone disturb me, I need to be quiet Closed up for a few days."

Yun Tingfeng didn't speak, and quietly half-lyed on the soft chair, his delicate and picturesque eyebrows revealed a sense of silence.

"Can you think of a way to enter the palace these few days?" Qian Jiuze threw the bottle on the table, a gleam of excitement flashed in his eyes, looking at the overly quiet Yun Tingfeng, he didn't think much, just When he was unhappy, he said directly: "You go to the palace to meet your mother, tell her that I have come to Feng Cang, and let her be calm. I will contact her as soon as possible, and I will find a way to save her Come out, let her put away my things, don't lose them."

Yun Tingfeng narrowed his eyes, and said calmly: "Have you put away anything?"

"You don't have to worry about it, just tell her like this, she will know." Qian Jiuze lay on the soft couch, picked up the tea at the side, and made a wishful calculation, "Although it is not the right time, place and people at this time , but it can barely be regarded as a good opportunity to take advantage of. King Yu has lost power, King Zhan is away, and the health of the six princes is worrying. Among the Feng family, only the direct blood of the emperor is in charge of the palace. , the time has come for Concubine Shu to take effect."

Concubine Shu's greatest role is to stand up and announce the fact that she has a son after the emperor's death, and her son is the real eldest son of the Feng family, who was sent to the prime minister for special reasons 30 years ago government support...

Yun Tingfeng could outline their expected plan almost effortlessly. Although this plan sounds very exciting, but...how likely is it to be realized?

Did he forget that there is still a Supreme Emperor in the palace?
Don't say that it is impossible for the emperor to have an accident so easily, even if there is such an event, it will not be their turn to stage the bloody drama that they think is perfect.

Qian Jiuze talked to himself for a long time, and then suddenly sensed that Yun Tingfeng hadn't responded, so he couldn't help but cast a deep look at him, "Did you hear what I said?"

"What did you say?" Yun Tingyu closed his eyes and lazily replied.

"I told you to go into the palace and meet Concubine Shu."

"What did you see her for?" Yun Tingfeng said lazily, and snorted nonchalantly, "A woman who was thrown into the cold palace of Yeyouting, has probably become a white-haired old woman now? I have so much time To see her, it is better to listen to the piano in the flower building."

Qian Jiuze's expression changed, "What did you say?"

"Your ears should be clear, right?" Yun Tingfeng didn't open his eyes, and his tone was cold, "What does that woman have to do with me? I'm full to see her?"

As if a string in his mind broke suddenly, Qian Jiuze looked at him in surprise and anger, "What nonsense are you talking about?! She is your mother!"

Yun Tingfeng scoffed.

Qian Jiuze had a bad premonition in his heart, he looked at Yun Tingfeng in surprise, "Didn't you say at noon that you would ask for clarification? Have you entered the palace?"

"No."

"You haven't entered the palace yet, then you—" Before he could speak, Qian Jiuze seemed to be strangled by the neck suddenly, all the voices were stuck in his throat instantly, he stretched out his hand to grab his neck, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

Stretching out his hand, he pointed at Yun Tingfeng in shock and anger, his expression suddenly changed, "You..."

Yun Tingfeng opened his eyes faintly, stood up from the chair, turned around unhurriedly and walked in front of Qian Jiuze, admiring his instantly pale face and the bruised veins on his forehead expressionlessly. The corner of his mouth curled up in a cold arc, "How dare a charlatan who pretends to be a ghost come to lie to me? Aren't you asking for your own death?"

Qian Jiuze was unable to speak, and stared at Yun Tingfeng tightly, with a painful roar coming from his throat.

"I was born with only one father and one mother." Yun Tingfeng ignored the ferocious rage in his eyes, and said calmly, "My surname is Yun, and I come from the surname of Yun Qimo, which is not the same as you, a crazy monster. It has nothing to do with it, and it is even more impossible to have any involvement with that woman in the palace. You should never have come here to find me, let alone try to draw me into your stupid, arrogant plan go."

Qian Jiuze strangled his neck desperately, wanted to speak, wanted to yell, but he couldn't utter a single word, the heat in his internal organs was as hot as a flame, almost roasting his body to death.

There was an expression of extreme pain on his face, his face was flushed by the heat, and there was even a faint red light in his eyes, which looked very strange.

With a painful struggle, he rolled off the soft couch with a bang.

The temperature inside the internal organs was getting higher and higher, almost as if all the internal organs were cooked, making Qian Jiuze curl up uncontrollably.

Yun Tingyu took a step forward, squatted down, and looked down at the pain and terror in his eyes, his beautiful face showed extreme disgust and ruthlessness, "I can make you understand a little bit, and I won't bring you any pain." Too much unwillingness to go to hell."

(End of this chapter)