Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 243 Your Flower Falls

The man was a little surprised at her strength.

And decisive.

Because the little monk took off the stone, the double pupils were revealed.

Let Jing Huangrui know that this stone is definitely not a mortal thing.

Double pupils cannot be concealed.

is born.

The little monk in front of him was his nephew, and he was also the one he wanted to kill.

He took the stone powder, feed it or not, it's up to him.

Without thinking about it, he fed Ah Bo and took the water from the girl at the same time.

The water is warm.

The stone powder melts in the mouth.

Shenyou always chewed and ate, but the woman in front of him was too weak.

In fact, she wasn't sure if it would be okay.

She just felt that the stone was delicious, so she ate it.

But it wasn't bad for her, she remembered that she also gave it to Aunt Luo, and Aunt Luo was not in good health at that time.

She is not a doctor, so she can't tell if she is in good health, but she just thinks the milk is not very good to drink.

Aunt Luo's milk is the only milk she can drink.

She wanted the milk to taste better.

Anyway, after Aunt Luo ate the worm stone, her milk was very sweet.

The body has also been very good.

The stone powder was swallowed along with the blood.

Emperor Jing's face was serious, and if it was not good, he would kill them.

No matter what he promises, Ah Bo is dead, why can't he kill people.

But just as the double pupils slowly revealed, Hou Hou stopped vomiting blood, and even sat up straight.

I don't know if it's true that the stone powder is useful, or it's a reflection of the light.

She waved for Emperor Jing to hold her.

Naturally, God Bless can let go.

She is not very used to hugging others.

It's just that when I saw this woman just now, I felt that she would vomit more blood while lying down, so I helped her up.

Emperor Jing took Bo Shi and felt that she seemed to be in good health.

At least not all of it was on him.

"You should send her home to have a good rest and stop running around," Shenyou said.

The little monk took off the stone and saw the person opposite.

The girl ran out of oil and the lamp was dry, even though she ate the stone powder, it just seemed to add a little oil to the lamp, and at most it would stay on for a short period of time.

Because the wick has actually burned out.

And the man holding her was like a huge vicious dog, with wings, a single horn, and eight legs.

The little monk grabbed Shenyou's hand in shock and took a step back.

Jing Huangrui saw the young monk and the girl retreating, and said, "If Ah Bo doesn't die today, I owe you my life, and I will spare your life in the future."

Emperor Jing's promise is very limited, if he sees the young monk and the girl next time, he will not kill them.

But not necessarily next time.

You can spare a life, but you can also kill many times.

But if he can accept it once, it is already unique in the world.

Mrs. Bo understood what Emperor Jing meant, and felt very sad.

But for the present.

She still braced herself.

"Ah Rui, I feel better, let's go."

Jing Huang supported Bo Hou, stepped on the path when he came, and left.

Mrs. Bo really wanted to look back, but she didn't look back.

She has no regrets.

It was good to see him well.

It was also nice to see him holding the girl's hand.

"Wait a minute." The little monk called out in a crisp voice.

He picked up the flowers dropped by the woman, ran up, and handed them to them.

"Donor, your flowers have fallen." The little monk said.

He took the flowers and ran without panting.

The face is very peaceful.

Shenyou also ran up.

It's not that she wants to follow, but the little monk has been holding her hand.

Mrs. Bo reached out and took the flowers.

"Thank you."

Emperor Jing didn't stop it either.

He picked the flower.

On the way back, there were no flowers, and the flowers were in my hands.

Jinghuang and his wife didn't speak any more, and they returned to the inn.

Mrs. Bo hugged the flower and fell into a deep sleep.

The face was very peaceful, and there was a smile on the corner of the mouth. It must have been a good dream, and there was no cough.

Shenyou and the little monk naturally also left.

Watching the couple leave, the little monk suddenly said: "God bless, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"They said that I am the son of Queen Jing, who is from the Bo clan, and Emperor Jing is famous. That man just now wanted to kill us." The little monk said.

He held Shenyou's hand very tightly.

The expression on his face was also very peaceful.

Bald or bald.

But tears welled up in his eyes.

Very sour very sour.

Master said, this is practice.

Yes, practice is just one type of practice.

Shenyou was a little surprised, but more understanding.

Because she experienced this discomfort earlier.

She didn't let go of the little monk's hand, but turned around and hugged the little monk.

She patted Shiqi's back lightly.

Shi Qi also supported her back.

The little monk needs a hug, because practice is really tiring.

Shenyou also needs a hug, because life is really tiring.

The body of the man in black in the grass disappeared.

The man in black from Shenxue Palace also disappeared.

Business as usual.

The monk continued to ring the bell, fetch water, and chant scriptures.

God bless to continue reading, morning exercise, reading.

The couple left Shen Guo and did not go further south.

The only thing that changed was probably that after hearing about Xiao Zhao, Haruhi contracted a cold and became seriously ill for a while.

I have been cultivating.

In the Showa Palace, the smell of medicine is very strong.

The imperial physician was trembling.

Empress Xiao Zhao naturally wouldn't be sick for so long because of a cold.

Empress Xiao Zhao was injured, and even vomited blood, her internal organs were seriously injured.

In this palace, the guards are strict, and Empress Xiao Zhao will be injured.

Empress Xiao Zhao was also unwilling to publicize it, even the emperor and princess didn't know about it.

The imperial physician who knew about this was very frightened.

He always felt that after Xiao Zhao recovered from his illness, it was his time to die.

But he was wrong.

Xiao Zhao's illness has not recovered yet, but his death date has arrived.

Physician Wang died because he did not prescribe medicine, which aggravated the Queen's condition.

Xiao Zhao's illness lasted from early spring to late summer of the second year.

The whole person was sickly, and his face was yellow.

And Empress Jing, on a flowery day in the late summer of the second year, left.

Emperor Jing planted chrysanthemums in the palace.

Emperor Jing held a very grand funeral for Empress Bo.

The whole country mourns.

Then another thing that shocked the whole country happened.

He didn't bury Mrs. Bo, but burned Mrs. Bo to ashes, put them in jars, and placed them in his dragon dorm.

For this reason, a minister of the state of Jing crashed into the court hall of the state of Jing to death in anger.

Before he died, he also angrily reprimanded Emperor Jing: there is a violation of human relations, and the laws of nature will not tolerate it.

The minister died without any waves.

But it made the other living ministers of Jing Kingdom more obedient, and no one mentioned the matter of establishing a new queen.

Emperor Jing accompanied a pot every day, doing things conscientiously and silently, just like Jing's army, silent and powerful.

late summer.

The path of Shenxue Palace is full of flowers.

The mountains are full of flowers.

The little monk was taller again, taller than Shenyou.

The little monk himself has no hair, so he likes to touch Shenyou's head very much.

Shenyou's hair no longer has small twitches, and the long hair has reached the back. Like other scholars, it is tied into a ball, and the long hair at the back is scattered and neatly draped over the shoulders.

Since the last time they saw the couple, their relationship has taken a step closer.

Probably because the two of them had an extra secret.

He knew her life experience, and she knew his life experience.

His mother is dead, but her mother is still alive.

The two picked a large bouquet of wild flowers.

I can't even hold it with my hands, and there are still many flowers in the mountains.

(End of this chapter)