Your Majesty, please come quickly

Chapter 657
Going as soon as she said, with a decision in her heart, Xilan quickly changed her clothes and walked out quickly.

"My lord, where are you going so late? If you have anything to do, just send your servants to do it." Xiaodouzi, who was still cleaning in the yard, met Xilan, stopped and asked.

"It's nothing serious, I'm going to the Shangqing Hall, you can go on, don't worry about me." Xilan waved at him without turning her head.

As soon as he heard that his little master was going to the Shangqing Hall, Xiaodouzi stopped asking.

Going there must be to find the emperor.He can't help with matters between the husband and wife.

Of course, he doesn't want to bother most of the time.

So when faced with his little master's practice of not taking anyone with him, he didn't say anything more, just pretending that he didn't see anything.

...

Xuanxiao Palace, Shangqing Palace.

Ever since his master returned to the Shangqing Hall, An Deshun felt that the temperature in the Shangqing Hall had changed from comfortable to cold.

Not right, very wrong!

Not quite the same as before when he was angry, Ling Zimo had been sitting in front of the mirror for an entire hour.

The person in the mirror was as good-looking as ever, but the complexion covered with dark clouds added some different colors to the originally magnificent face.

The slender fingers with well-defined joints can lightly touch the face of the person in the mirror, the beautiful Qiushuijian pupils are full of tangled expressions, and the thin lips tightly pursed also reveal the complicated thoughts in the owner's heart.

She clearly said that she likes her face.But why, refused to be his queen?
"Phoenix Yu Fei" is very precious, but as long as she is willing, he can give her anything, let alone a small phoenix hairpin?

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, why don't you go to bed early?" Looking at the moonlight outside the window, An Deshun finally mustered up the courage to give advice to his master.

Of course, the result was as he expected, there was no response.

After a while, when An Deshun was hesitating whether to ask again, he suddenly found that there seemed to be something wrong with the person sitting in front of the mirror!

The originally tangled look on his face was gradually replaced by pain at some point.

The pretty brows were frowned, and the moist crimson thin lips had also been bitten white by the teeth.

And the hand that was casually touching the bronze mirror had long been tightly clenched into a fist, and even because of excessive force, the blue blood vessels under the fair skin could be vaguely seen.

"Your Majesty?!" An Deshun was shocked.

Immediately, regardless of whether the master would be angry or not, he rushed to his side, "What's wrong with you?!"

"Poison..." The painful feeling in his body had made his voice slightly hoarse.

And this pain seems to be slowly intensifying as time goes by.

poison? !An Deshun was slightly taken aback for a moment, but soon, he figured out the answer from this one word.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the remaining poison in the master's body? !
Not caring about anything else, he quickly ran to the dragon bed, took out a white jade bottle from the small box in the hidden compartment, poured a dark red pill from it, and gave it to his master.

This medicine was left by Zhu Daoyan to his young apprentice when he parted. It can temporarily suppress the toxin and protect the heart.

Because the cold poison in his body, strictly speaking, has not been completely eliminated.

So even if it is not life-threatening for the time being, it may erupt at any time.

After taking the medicine from An Deshun and swallowing it in one gulp, Ling Zimo simply sat down on the spot and began to exercise his energy and adjust his breath by taking advantage of the medicine's effect.

(End of this chapter)