The Hickey of the Demon Lord: The Substitute Princess

Chapter 239

Zhao Huan ran behind for a while before he found Nangong Zheng's figure. Seeing that Nangong Zheng was unguarded, he couldn't help panicking and shouted.

Nangong Zheng's gaze on Su Min gradually became complicated.

After being busy in Xidu for a few days, she lost a lot of weight, which made people feel distressed.

Su Min took a brand-new plain mask with a scent of medicine, pulled Nan Gongzheng over it, and without saying a word, tiptoed to tie it on for him.Said lightly, his eyes swept over her anxious little face, the cold eyes softened a little.

"If you feel tired and don't want to continue, I can send someone to take you away at any time."

She is like a white lotus swaying in the wind, fresh and timeless, but also a little thin and tired.

"I won't give up halfway, but you, you should go back to the capital earlier."

Those deep black eyes stared deeply at Su Min, and the smile on her thin lips deepened.

"I just dropped in to see you. I'm leaving soon. I'll leave the matter of Xidu to you, but don't tire yourself out."

This may be the shortest encounter between them.

Until he turned and left, she still felt that this was a dream she had fabricated.

He broke in suddenly, and left suddenly.

She stood in the snow for a long time, caressing her hot cheeks, but her mind was full of his rare and fleeting smile just now, which made people's hearts flutter.

On the opposite side was his enemy. He raised his black gloved right hand like a demon, and his black cloak rolled up in the dark night, making waves. This man, riding on a high horseback, had a fearless expression on his face.

Before he could take half a step, those deep black eyes suddenly burst into a sharp light.

Just like, a pair of black wings spread out behind him, and a cold sneer flashed in those black eyes.

The flames danced on his face. That stern face was more gloomy and terrifying than before. His black pupils gleaming with stern eyes were filled with scorching anger. Choose people and eat them.

With a wave of the long sword, the blood on the tip of the sword slowly fell to the ground, and the blood light reflected on that handsome face, which looked extremely strange.

His heart was briefly calmed by the blood.

"kill."

The killing sound is shocking.

Bloody, filled the entire sky.

Seeing this man, Nangong Yuan almost gritted his teeth. He never thought that the first thing he would do after keeping a low profile for the man under his feet was to tear himself off the dragon chair and make the emperor let him go. Do it for him!
He tightened the sword in his hand. Compared with martial arts, when both of them were princes, his talent was not as good as Nangong Zheng's.Not to mention that after becoming the emperor, he became obsessed with women, and his martial arts can be compared to [-]% of Nangong Zheng's, which is not bad.

A hint of viciousness rose up and appeared at the corner of Nangong Yuan's mouth. Compared with the previous emperor who didn't know the depths of the world, his appearance was much worse.

Being robbed of the country at hand and the throne he was sitting on, he no longer has any demeanor, only the hatred in his heart is left.

Even though he was wearing a red cloak, Nan Gongyuan, who was depressed by half a year of confinement, looked haggard and thin.It was as if all the goodness and delicacy of a lifetime had been squeezed out from the bones.

Secretly winking at the black-clothed subordinate beside him, Nan Gongyuan retreated to the second line, otherwise he would be in a bloody situation, watching the man gallop towards him.

This is a vicious battle, even if one side must lose everything, at least it should be done in this way before giving up.

There is always someone to die.

If you die like this, you don't have to complain about yourself, at least you die well, and you won't die with regret.

"You two, even if you use the most insidious means, you are not poisonous and not a husband." With a sneer, Nangong Yuan roared, his eyes were red, if he could die with Nangong Zheng, the result would be good.

Since this man dropped him from the throne and added a yellow robe, they are not brothers.

Haha, perhaps, they never regarded each other as brothers.

From the very beginning, there has been a hostile relationship.

It's that simple, they're just enemies.

Thousands of people, swords and swords, wind and sand flying.

A big knife cut Nan Gongzheng's back deeply, and the black cloak revealed a large amount of blood. The scars on the back that spread like thorns made the attacker slightly stunned.

He was furious, gritted his teeth and growled.It wasn't until he twisted the opponent's neck with one hand, and then released the big iron-like palm.

On his back, a deep and long bloody gash was cut out by the big knife, and a large amount of blood was gushing out continuously, quickly staining his clothes red.

He turned his head abruptly, and accurately found Nan Gongyuan's figure among the dozens of people in front of him.

Then, he smiled, and that smile was even stronger than a sharp knife smeared with poison, and his black eyes were colder than thousands of years of ice and snow.

As if he didn't feel any pain.

It seems to be insensitive, it seems to be a walking dead, it seems to be, it seems that it is about to fly in front of him, and it is red-eyed!
Nangong Yuan couldn't help gasping, he tightened the sharp sword in his hand, of course he would not forget that the scars on Nangong Zheng's back have a long history and who caused them.

He smiled back, and he didn't have any timidity anymore. Anyway, during the days when he was imprisoned in the lonely city, he thought about many things, and he thought clearly.

The two of them have been at odds since birth, and will continue to fight tit for tat for the rest of their lives.

He has changed, he is no longer the romantic and unrestrained Nangong Yuan who doesn't know the difficulties of the world.

"If you kill me, no one in this world can cure your poison."

Nangong Zheng had already pushed in front of him. Under Nangong Yuan's eyes, his guards fell down one by one, blood splattered out, staining his entire face.

Nangong raised his sword abruptly to block Nangongzheng's counterattack, and forced out these words with a sneer.

The two guards under him had already smeared poison on their swords. This was his last bargaining chip. If he didn't have the strength to kill Nangong Zheng, he would use other methods.

The process is not important, what matters is the result.

He laughed flamboyantly, unrestrainedly, as if he had already made up his mind that Nangong Zheng didn't dare to make a move easily, but before he could finish his sentence, a fast-twirling sword had already broken through his strict prohibition. The resistance pierced deeply into his shoulder blade, and the blood spurted.

Nangong Zheng looked at him expressionlessly, and withdrew the long sword in his hand from the opponent's skin inch by inch. The bloody color and the distorted appearance of the opponent's growl seemed to be unable to affect the flash in his heart. pleasure.

He, looking at the scene of Nangong Yuan falling heavily from the horse, just sat on the horse indifferently, with the sword hanging down, as if the hustle and bustle around him had nothing to do with him.

"This kind of threat is useless to me."

He looked at the blood overflowing from Nangong Yuan's mouth, as if it was just the most ordinary color in the world, and he didn't care about his own injuries, as if seeing the other party fall before him, that was his victory.

That seemed to be a murderous picture, which was reflected in everyone's eyes.

The torn black cloak behind Nangong Zheng was lifted up for a long time, like a gust of black wind and sand, fascinated everyone's eyes.

It seems that that is the only kingly demeanor.

"Master, drink the medicine."

Ling Feng took the medicinal soup from the trembling imperial physician. On this day, almost no one in the entire palace dared to step into this bedroom, even the palace maids who usually served Nangongzheng wished they would come if they had nothing to do.

This is the fourth doctor.

The first three are all squatting in the prison.

"Where's Nangongyuan?" As if he didn't hear Ling Feng's words, the four words came from behind the curtain, and no one could clearly see what was going on inside the curtain.

Ling Feng bowed his head and his voice was a little hoarse. Yesterday's big fight was actually a loss for both sides. "Those people tried their best to hide him, but the subordinates guarantee that now that the whole city is under martial law, they will find their hiding place soon."

A moment of silence.

Dead silence.

Ling Feng had just walked to the edge of the bed, and before handing over the medicinal soup, he already felt a chill crawling up his back.

"Get out." The three words that were extremely cold, without anger and prestige, were already the most irresistible orders.

"Master." Ling Feng frowned deeply, he really had no choice, maybe he was used to being a subordinate who obeyed orders, and he was unable to persuade the stubborn and stubborn master.

"At least it should be something useful, so I am eligible to drink it."

What he responded to was such a sentence, and there was no room for it.

What Nangong Yuan said on the battlefield was the truth.

This kind of poison is very rare, very rare. It spreads from the blood and spreads throughout the body, but it has become more and more serious for most of the day.

Even, the imperial physician said that if no antidote could be found, the consequences would be disastrous.

The so-called unimaginable means that it is not known to what extent it will reach.

But now, Nangong Zheng's vision has become more and more blurred. He understands what the imperial physician's hesitation is.

Now it's his eyes at stake, next time, it might be his brain, his heart, or something else.

Once this news falls to the enemy's ears, maybe they will be so happy that they can't sleep, recruit troops overnight, and rush into the palace immediately.

He didn't say anything, and of course he didn't want anyone to know his secret, so the three imperial physicians had already been imprisoned in the sky prison, and there was no chance of revealing a single word.

Ling Feng's face was serious, and he said slowly. "This subordinate has already notified the famous doctor in Yunnan that he should be on his way here. Master, please be safe and don't be impatient."

"He wants to die with me so strongly, of course he won't use ordinary poison. I should have expected this."

After a long silence, Nangong Zhengcai said coldly.

Ling Feng finally left, and Nan Gongzheng was the only one left in the huge bedroom.

His complexion changed, and he closed his black eyes silently. The wound on his back was insignificant to him, it was just one of dozens of scars. For the first time, he began to worry.

(End of this chapter)