The poisonous concubine allures the city, the ghost king loves the sky

Chapter 318 Naive, You Underestimated Me
After leaving the door, Li Hua'an told Gu Tong about He Lianting's desire to see Feng Wuxie. He frowned and thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, you little charmer."

But he dared not listen to He Lianting's order, so he had to send someone to invite Feng Wuxie to come.

The interior of Fengtian Hall is luxuriously decorated, and the faint fragrance lingers in the room, which makes people feel inexplicably comfortable, but Feng Wuxie frowned when he smelled the fragrance carefully, and his face immediately turned ugly.

He Lianting only wore a shirt, and pressed his two fingers on his temples, looking very painful.

Hearing Feng Wuxie's footsteps, he didn't lift his eyelids, he only motioned for her to come forward: "Sit down."

Feng Wuxie was not polite to him, and sat down beside him generously: "What's the important thing for your majesty to call Wuxie here?"

She had an expression of saying something quickly and letting go of farts, which made He Lianting's expression stunned, and slowly opened her eyes: "Your medical skills are superb, can you cure Gu's headache?"

He Lianting was in unbearable pain due to the onset of head wind, so he summoned Feng Wuxie to come here.

He clearly knew that he was dying of pain, but Feng Wuxie couldn't help but taunt him: "Your headache is caused by too much thinking. If Your Majesty can cultivate himself and keep his mind free from distracting thoughts, it may be relieved." One or two."

It's not that Feng Wuxie is talking nonsense, seeing Helian Ting's pain like this, I'm afraid he is suffering from neuralgia, let alone an ancient disease, even in the 21st century, there is no way to get rid of it.

But Feng Wuxie could relieve his pain.

One side of Helian Ting's face was swollen due to the pain. Hearing what Feng Wuxie said, he couldn't help chuckling twice: "As the king of a country, how can I keep my mind free of distracting thoughts? Some things are out of my control under."

When he said this, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Today He Lian Zhen dared to challenge him openly, and let He Lian Ting's majesty be swept away, but for a while, he couldn't do anything with him.

I was agitated, and my head suddenly broke out.

Feng Wuxie curled her lips, she didn't want to take care of his affairs, and she couldn't take care of them, she only had one thought now, which was to repay Helian Ting's favor.

"You took so much effort to bring me here, not just to cure your headache, right?"

Being surrounded by Feng Wuxie, He Lianting's attention finally came to her. He glanced at Feng Wuxie lightly, nodded and said: "Indeed."

Feng Wuxie didn't like his style of simplifying things and showing off his tricks: "Can you tell me everything in one go, you really don't look like a man."

Because she wanted something from her, and she couldn't kill her, but Feng Wuxie provoked her again and again, even a man couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

What's more, unlike a man's words, it is a great insult to a man.

He Lianting's eyes darkened, and even his gentle tone disappeared: "Feng Wuxie, don't think that I am begging you, so I am not willing to kill you. Now you are just an ant on my hand to me. ,not to mention……."

"Yes, you can crush me to death as much as you want." Before Helian Ting could finish speaking, Feng Wuxie interrupted him impatiently.

"What's more, my husband's antidote is still in your hand, right?"

Seeing Helian Ting's face blackened into coal, Feng Wuxie smiled disdainfully: "So what, do you still expect me to kneel down and beg you? Then you will give me the antidote? According to you, vicious thinking, surely not?"

He Lianting was so hurt by Feng Wuxie's words that he almost couldn't help but want to slap her to death, his fist clenched tightly, and then loosened without a trace.

After calming down for a long time, he finally suppressed the anger in his heart. Feng Wuxie was so angry with him because he wanted to make his headache worse.

He couldn't let this woman be fooled, he waved his hand, and said to Feng Wuxie, "Get lost."

Just before Feng Wuxie came, he imagined how wonderful it would be for the two of them to spend time alone by letting her cure his headache.

If he could draw Feng Wuxie into his arms, Jun Yeli's face would be wonderful, but only now did he realize that he was wrong.

And it was a big mistake, even if there was a rift between Feng Wuxie and Jun Yeli, the relationship between the two of them was still strong, and outsiders couldn't penetrate it at all.

He Lianting pressed his head tightly, his face became paler, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead.

Seeing that he was really angry with him, Feng Wuxie walked out with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but when he was about to leave, he looked back at He Lianting: "I still respect you as a character, but I didn't expect , you actually use such indecent methods."

Seeing Hejia Ting's puzzled look, Feng Wuxie reached out to find some ashes in the incense burner, and said with a sneer, "This incense contains triangular lotus, which can dispel rheumatism, strengthen muscles and bones, and strengthen the heart. The most important thing is that it has other functions. It can also nourish yin and nourish yang, strengthen the yang and strengthen the body, and increase the joy of bedtime. If King Helian has ulterior motives, it was designed by others. Smelling this fragrance for a long time will be bad for your head Not a good sign."

Helian Ting's face became even more ugly. When he saw Feng Wuxie's sarcasm, he suddenly widened his eyes, and there was a trace of pain in his eyes: "No matter how shameless I am, I will not use such dirty means , innocent, you underestimated me."

"It's best not to have that." Feng Wuxie twitched his lips, turned and walked out.

When he got out of the hall, he saw Gu Tong waiting there with a worried expression on his face, and seeing Feng Wuxie come out so quickly, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious: "How is it? Is your king's head feeling better?"

"Okay, very good." Abandoning this nonsensical words, Feng Wuxie stopped looking at Gu Tong, turned around and walked towards the side hall.

Sitting in the house, Feng Wuxie felt like sitting on pins and needles. Counting the days, Du Chun's letter should have arrived, but it was already this hour, but Jun Yeli's letter had not been received yet, and she felt a little worried.

At this time, the Mingjian Villa, although it was already night, was still brightly lit.

Layers of guards, step by step fortification.

The defense is like an iron bucket, but it is lost without anyone noticing.

At this time, Du Chun, Nan Gongyue, and Nan Gongjin were restless in the hall. He looked out from time to time, looking at the dark night with never-before-seen worries on his face.

"My grandpa, how could he do this? Isn't it killing me?"

"Brother Du, can you stop turning around, I'm dizzy." Nan Gongyue pulled Du Chun away, pushed him on the chair, and frowned tightly.

"Can I not be in a hurry? You say that you can't even look down on a single person. How can I tell Wu Xie about it in the future? If something happens to Jun Yeli, I will be cut alive by her."

Compared to Du Chun's impatience, Nan Gongyue was quite calm, pushed a cup of hot tea to his hand and said, "Young Master Du, don't worry, I believe Jun Yeli is not the kind of person who cares nothing about the overall situation. , must be very sure, besides."

Nan Gongyue smiled wryly: "If he wants to go out with his martial arts, no matter how well-defended my Famous Sword Villa is, do you think you can stop him?"

He clearly knew that Jun Yeli was looking for Feng Wuxie, but his wound hadn't healed yet, how could Du Chun not be worried, and the poison in his body hadn't been cured, so he just went looking for it like this, if he fell into He In Lian Ting's hands, it was not suicide.

Thinking of this, Du Chun couldn't sit still any longer: "No, I'm going to find him."

"Now?" Nan Gongyue glanced at the sky, and said worriedly: "It's already dark outside, why don't you wait until dawn?"

"Dawn? It's late at dawn, and his wound hasn't healed yet. What if he faints on the road?" Du Chun walked out as soon as he said that.

At this moment, a lazy voice sounded: "With his kind of scourge, he didn't die when he fell off the cliff, let alone die now."

"Who, who is it?" Nangong Jin was very annoyed that the guards didn't know about the unexpected visitor coming to the village.

When he heard that voice, Du Chun stopped in his tracks, and said in a mocking tone: "Oh, who am I? I'm here, I'm hiding in my shell and I dare not come out to meet people."

With a whoosh, a hidden weapon came in from outside.

With a wave of the folding fan in Du Chun's hand, the hidden weapon hit the pillar.

At the same time, there suddenly appeared a figure outside the door, dressed in fancy clothes and wearing a jade crown, the person who was wearing it was called a suave and suave person.

"Long time no see, Du Chun."

Du Chun sneered: "Don't, I don't know you well, I can't afford to be a prince."

With a hot face and a cold butt, a gap appeared on Mo Jiushang's handsome face, he walked in with his long legs, and snorted coldly: "You really have the same virtue as him."

The two started pinching each other since they met, and everyone was confused, but the person who can make Du Chun so disgusted must not be a good person.

"Who is this?" Nangong Jin asked Du Chun.

Taking a cool look at Mo Jiushang, Du Chun sneered: "The crown prince of Dongwen is the ninth eldest, you don't have to be polite to him, he is one of your own, just call him Jiujun."

Du Chun said he was one of his own, but his tone was not as polite as his own, which hurt Mo Jiushang very much.

It was Nangong Jin who came back to his senses and made a gesture of invitation to him: "Jiu Jun, please sit down."

Mo Jiushang finally regained some face, sat down on the chair, glanced at everyone, but didn't find Jun Yeli's figure, so he asked, "Where are the others?"

"I knew you were coming, I didn't want to see your annoying face, so I left early." Du Chun knew that Mo Jiushang's news must be late, otherwise he would not have come to Mingjian Villa to look for someone.

"Leaving? When did you leave?" He hurried here, but he didn't expect to miss it.

If Jun Yeli is not here, then Feng Wuxie is definitely not here either.

"How do I know that?" Du Chun pouted, even if he knew he would not tell Jiu Shang.

Mo Jiushang stood up from his seat and murmured, "You're actually one step late."

Then he walked out, Du Chun called him behind him: "I advise you to give up your mind, no one can stop Jun Yeli from going where he wants to go."

"Hmph, who said I was looking for him." After Mo Jiushang said this, he had already flown out, and not long after, he heard the sound of horseshoes.

(End of this chapter)