Prime Minister, please pick me up

Chapter 401 An old friend came
Yu Chu.

Royal Palace.

Jing Xingyue absently reviewed the memorial in his hand.

Eunuch Qin, the chief eunuch in the palace, looked at Jing Xingyue, then glanced at the memorial that she had not finished reviewing for a long time, and asked in a low, shrill voice, "Your Majesty, is there something on your mind?"

Jing Xingyue's eyes sank, she simply put down the memorial in her hand, and looked up into the distance, her voice seemed to be covered in a layer of thick fog, her voice was low and outrageous, "It's nothing, just a bad feeling."

The hand holding the brush tightened involuntarily.I wonder what happened to Brother Wang?Bi Qingyun should know the importance of Brother Wang to her, no matter what, she probably wouldn't attack Brother Wang!
It should be... no, right? !

Not long after, a hurried shadow guard sneaked into the palace without making a sound.

"Your Majesty..." Seeing this, Eunuch Qin was startled, thinking that Jing Xingyue was assassinated at this moment, just reminded Jing Xingyue a word, but was interrupted by her cold voice, "It will be fine, you go down first !"

Eunuch Qin glanced at the indifferent man in black, "Yes." After speaking, he left the hall directly.

Jing Xingyue put down the brush in his hand, and his expression became a little gloomy, "Tell me, what's the matter?" Moving his fingers, Jing Xingyue opened his mouth slowly.

The dark guard glanced at Jing Xingyue, his indifferent eyes were somewhat complicated, he hesitated a little, "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness King Jin was trapped in the Bishui Mountains,...dead!" When the last two words were said, the shadow guard slowly Slowly closing his eyes, his expression and tone were extremely heavy.

With a "plop", Jing Xingyue paused, and directly knocked the inkstone in hand to the ground, making a clear and loud sound.

Jing Xingyue's face turned pale in an instant, and he couldn't believe it.

After a long time, Jing Xingyue's sharp voice came to mind in the silent hall, "Impossible!" Brother Wang will never have an accident, absolutely not.

Brother Wang is so powerful, nothing can stop him, absolutely nothing will happen, no!

The shadow guard was silent for a long time before he spoke slowly and heavily, "We have 50 troops, but only less than [-] are left. The whole army is almost wiped out. King Jin and the soldiers fought side by side to the end. Also... lead the way!" One of the most capable princes in Yuchu, a son of the Shui family who is about to become the emperor's husband, all fell in the Bishui Mountains.

Hearing this news, Jing Xingyue seemed to be stunned, staring blankly at the book case in front of her, she was dazed for a long time, and then moved her fingertips lightly, her face without a trace of blood, "At that time... Who is Shuyue leading the army?" Her voice was so soft that it dissipated into the air as soon as she spoke.

"Murong Xuan." As a shadow guard, he was never able to easily reveal his emotions, but when he said this name, he could still hear the bitter hatred that the shadow guard couldn't hide.

Jing Xingyue closed her eyes in pain, and was silent for a long time before she spoke, "Go down and get ready, I'm going to the border." Even her voice trembled slightly.

She was going to find Brother Wang, they must be joking, Brother Wang and Shui Han will be fine.

The shadow guard was silent for a moment, then retreated.

The moment the shadow guard left, Jing Xingyue seemed to have lost all her strength. She slid off the dragon chair and fell to the ground in embarrassment. Ink blots are also confused.

"How... how?! I just... gave him the news related to Lan Yu. I never thought that something would happen to you?!" The majestic and indifferent empress above the court, who said nothing but said nothing, is now sitting on the ground with her hands in her hands. Hugging his knees, he murmured in a low voice, looking extremely embarrassed and desperate.

"Brother Wang, Shui Han, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I was wrong, I was wrong..." Jing Xingyue hugged his shoulders as if shivering from the cold, and said in a loud voice.

What should she do now? !

Bi Qingyun, I don't want you to be injured, but how can you let my brother Wang die on the battlefield, how can you? !
Holding on to the desk, he got up slowly, stumbled out of the palace regardless of his appearance, and murmured softly, "I'm going to find Brother Wang and Shui Han, I'm going to find them..."

Before taking a few steps, he staggered and rolled down the steps.

Seeing this, the palace people hurried forward to help Jing Xingyue up, but before they approached, Jing Xingyue said coldly and loudly: "Go away, leave me alone!"

The court ladies and eunuchs looked at each other for a while, and then they all took two steps back, but they didn't leave, but stood aside and looked at Jing Xingyue.

Jing Xingyue stood up with some difficulty holding his hands, his steps were not very steady, and the expression on his face was pale and terrifying.

She is going to find Brother Wang!

Quiet and cozy room.

The soft sunlight came in through the window, just falling on the couple who were hugging and sleeping on the bed.

Yan Luo slowly opened his eyes, and didn't get up, but sat on the bed and looked at Feng Qingchi who was sleeping tenderly, with reluctance and nostalgia in his eyes.

Suddenly, a drop of liquid dripped on the brocade quilt.

Yan Luo looked down, and the demon red blood stained the light blue brocade quilt in an instant.

"Pa-ta-pa-ta" several times in a row, and bewitching blood-colored plum blossoms bloomed on the brocade quilt.

Yan Luo covered her nose with her hand, lifted the quilt and went barefoot to the bathroom just across the door.

He took a few cups of cold water and patted his face a few times. After cleaning the blood on his face, he washed up casually, changed into clean clothes, and walked out with a normal expression.

Looking at Feng Qingchi who was still sleeping soundly, Yanluo smiled softly with his lips curled up, and a trace of helplessness flashed through the depths of his eyes very quickly.

Looking down at the blood stains on the brocade quilt, he frowned, took out a dagger from his waist, and stroked it lightly, creating a wound. There was a little blood.

Yan Luo simply applied medicine for herself, then took a book, sat by the bed and stared at the handwriting on the page, in a daze.

Feng Qingchi opened his eyes and saw this scene.

The stunning man in snow-blue clothes was holding a book, his eyes clearly fell on the book but he didn't seem to read it at all, his eyes were a little deep and hollow, even Feng Qingchi didn't notice it when he kept looking at him.

He stretched out his hand and waved a few times between Yanluo and the scroll, seeing that Yanluo was still dazed, he took the scroll away from Yanluo's hand.

"...you're awake!" Yan Luo turned her head to look at Feng Qingchi, her voice was light and gentle.

Putting the scroll in his hand aside casually, "What are you thinking? You're so preoccupied."

Yan Luo smiled faintly, raised the corners of her lips slightly, raised her brows with a touch of charm, and her voice was also tinged with bewitchment, "I was just thinking about... your request before going to bed."

Hearing this, Feng Qingchi raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes sparkled, "How are you thinking?"

Yan Luo didn't say a word, just leaned down and pressed Feng Qingchi's body through the quilt, with a charming tone, "After recharging my energy, I think I can do whatever I want!"

After some cloud and rain, Feng Qingchi nestled in Yanluo's arms like a kitten.

"Yanluo!" Feng Qingchi called out in a low voice, even a little coquettish.

Yan Luo let out a "hmm", and didn't hear Feng Qingchi's words for a long time, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked down at her, "What's wrong?"

Feng Qingchi shook her head, "It's nothing, it's just that suddenly... I really want to call you by your name." She didn't know why, but she just felt an indescribable flustered feeling, a little bored, a little flustered, a little palpitating.

Although her closeness with Yanluo is not very close, she can clearly feel that Yanluo is tossing extremely hard this time, like that... the feeling of wanting to embed her whole body into her bones.

Yan Luo put one hand under Feng Qingchi's head, half letting Feng Qingchi lay her pillow and half hugging her, and said seductively, "Haven't you called enough just now?"

Although he said such generous words, his demeanor was still so pure and unparalleled, even with an indescribably romantic and charming charm.

Rao was Feng Qingzhi, her delicate face couldn't help but turn red and hot, and her slender hands twisted and twisted Yanluo's slender waist vigorously.

Yanluo let out a soft "hiss", took a breath, and looked at Feng Qingchi with a smile, "You are going to murder your husband!"

Feng Qingchi glared at Yanluo, "Who told you to talk nonsense!"

"Could it be that what I said is not the truth?" Turning his eyes, Yan Luo smiled slightly.

Feng Qingzhi wanted to twist Yanluo again, but he held his hand, so he stretched out his leg and kicked Yanluo.

Yan Luo let out a muffled snort, and a trace of grievance and accusation appeared on her fair and jade-like face, "Qing Chi, you are trying to abolish me!"

Feng Qingchi didn't speak, just looked at him leisurely.

His eyes turned slightly, and he fell on the blood stains on the brocade quilt, and his brows frowned slightly, "What's wrong? Why are there blood stains?"

Yan Luo stretched out his hand and applied a layer of light blue ointment on it. The ointment had solidified and exuded the mint fragrance of List.

"Just now, my finger was accidentally scratched by a knife." Yan Luo said.

"So stupid!" Feng Qingchi said helplessly, but his words were full of worry and concern, "How long has it been hurt, do you want to change the medicine now?"

"Just before you woke up." Then he looked down at his fingers, "It's all right now."

Feng Qingchi didn't ask again, but reached out and hugged Yanluo's waist tightly, and buried his head on his chest, his voice was a little low and serious, "Yanluo, no matter what happened, don't hide it. Follow me, be sure to tell me!"

"Okay." Yan Luo replied with a smile.

The two of them lay on the bed for a while, until the sun gradually sank.

Looking up at the dark night outside, Yan Luo got up and took a shirt to put on her body, then got up and lit the candles in the room. Extravagant breath.

Feng Qingzhi moved his body, feeling as if he was going to fall apart, so weak that he couldn't lift his strength at all, then he glanced at Yanluo, his clear eyes were also stained with a hint of sadness.It is obvious that there are two people together, and he is the one who contributes, why is he the one who is lying on the bed and can't get up? !
Looking at Feng Qingchi's expression, Yan Luo also guessed what she was thinking, smiled, then went to the bed and sat down, stretched out her hand through Feng Qingchi's somewhat messy black hair, "I did my best , naturally want some benefits!"

Feng Qingchi rolled his eyes at Yanluo.

Hooking her lips and smiling slightly, Yan Luo looked at Feng Qingchi and said dotingly, "I've slept for a long time, do you want to get up?" The voice was nice, with a lazy and raspy voice.

"I don't want to move." Feng Qingchi said slowly while looking at Shang Yanluo.

"Then I'll take you to take a bath first?" Yan Luo asked Feng Qingchi's opinion.

Feng Qingchi nodded.

The water in the bathroom is from the hot spring water in the Bishui Mountains, and I put Feng Qingchi in the hot spring pool, looking at the ambiguous traces on her body, some places are slightly bruised, Yan Luo's eyes deepened, "I'm sorry !” He was the one who tossed too fiercely just now.

Feng Qingchi closed his eyes directly, and the black hair floating on the water covered the spring light on his chest. Hearing this, his eyes slightly opened a slit, "Since I'm sorry, then don't want it next time?!"

"No." He threw out two words without any hesitation.

"Then that's all right!" Feng Qing Chifu closed his eyes again, letting Yan Luo wash his body for himself, with a somewhat satisfied look on his face.

He wiped off the water stains on Feng Qingchi's body with a white bath towel, put on her underwear and carried her out.

Feng Qingchi closed his eyes and put his hands around Yanluo's neck, and said in a low voice: "Yanluo, you will spoil me like this!"

Yan Luo smiled lightly, and there was a hint of helplessness deep in his eyes, but he smiled and said, "I have thought about you for so many years, and I have waited for so many years, so naturally I want to pamper you to the best of my ability." If possible, he would like to spend his whole life They all dote on Qingchi like this.

Feng Qingchi snorted coldly, "Then who pushed me away last time?"

"I was wrong!" Yan Luo admitted his mistake very simply.

"It's late, I want to remember it for the rest of my life!" Feng Qingchi's tone was cool, with a hint of arrogance.

Yan Luo didn't speak, but his eyes sank a little.If possible, he hoped that Qing Chi would forget him after he died.

Put Feng Qingchi on the bed, and said calmly, "I'll get you clothes."

Not long after, I took out a set of water blue clothes.

After getting dressed, the two had some light dinner together.

"Yu Qingchen probably hasn't eaten either. Let's bring him some light porridge and visit him by the way!" Yan Luo looked at Feng Qingchi with a calm voice.He didn't have much contact with Yu Qingchen, but Yu Qingchen treated Qing Chi very well.Moreover, what happened to Jing Xingzhi should be a heavy blow to Yu Qingchen.

Feng Qingchi nodded, walked out of the kitchen to prepare a porridge, then carrying the food box, the two headed towards Yu Qingchen's room.

In a quiet room, the lights are dim and bright, and the candles on the table are burning faintly.

The bloody clothes on Yu Qingchen's body have been changed, and the clothes are still as white as snow, super-mortal, with delicate and cold complexion, only when he looks at the peaceful man with his eyes closed on the bed, his eyes are as cold as snow. Only then will there be something that can be called tenderness in the eyes.

"Knock, knock!" There was a knock on the door outside.

Yu Qingchen got up slowly, opened the door, saw the two people standing at the door, and smiled at them a little far-fetchedly, "You guys are here, come in!"

Feng Qingchi looked at the pale Yu Qingchen, feeling a little worried, "Qingchen, I don't know when Jing Xingzhi will wake up, before he wakes up, you can't let something happen to you."

Put the food box on the table, and took out the porridge inside, "Qingchen, you should eat something first!"

Yu Qingchen did not refuse, and sat down at the table.

After Yu Qingchen finished eating, Feng Qingzhi moved his eyes to Yu Qingchen, and said in a faint voice, "Qingchen, he can only maintain some simple life activities now, just like this, his body will sooner or later There will be problems." This he, of course, refers to Jing Xingzhi.

"Then what should we do?" Yu Qingchen looked at Feng Qingchi, his voice lost the indifference of the past, and was rarely anxious.

"There is a cold jade bed in Qingmingju. You can put him there. The cold jade bed can keep him healthy." Yi Che is Jing Xingzhi's uncle. He has cared about Jing Xingzhi since he was a child. , Yiche naturally would not refuse.

Yu Qingchen nodded, looked at Feng Qingchi seriously, "Qingchi, thank you!" If it wasn't for Qingchi, Xingzhi would be dead, and he wouldn't even think about it.

The expression on Feng Qingchi's face also darkened a bit, "I'm not sure if Jing Xingzhi will wake up." Regarding this, she was really not sure.

"One day, he will wake up!" Yu Qingchen's cold voice sounded extremely firm at the moment.

Feng Qingchi froze for a moment, then his voice suddenly sank, "What if...you can't wake up?"

Yu Qingchen just paused for a moment and then returned to normal, but the hand hanging by his side was still slightly tightened, the corners of his thin lips drew a faint arc, his eyes were unclear, but his tone was never Once firm, "If I can't wake up, I can guard him for the rest of my life."

His voice was not heavy, it could even be said to be calm, but it had a convincing ability.

There was no surprise in Feng Qingchi's eyes, and he turned his head to look at the man on the bed, with emotion in his eyes.

Feng Qingchi and Yanluo didn't stay for long, they checked and diagnosed Jing Xingzhi's pulse, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong, they left the room.

Yu Qingchen walked out of the room, the bright moon in the sky cast a long shadow.

"Gu Ji." Yu Qingchen's cool voice carried a touch of night chill.

Gu Ji flashed out from the dark, and respectfully said to Yu Qingchen: "My lord."

"Where is Murong Xuan?" When she asked this sentence, the expression on Yu Qingchen's face looked extremely calm, but those cold eyes were instantly swept by cruelty and bloodthirsty.

Gu Ji paused, "In the dungeon."

"lead the way!"

"Sir, please!"

Yu Qingchen left with a step, and the snow-white robes flowed in the night sky, hunting the wind, unparalleled.

A cold, dank dungeon.

Murong Xuan was tied to a wooden frame, his hands and feet were imprisoned with iron chains, the jade crown on his head was gone, his black hair was messily scattered behind him, his clothes were stained with a lot of blood, almost solidified There are also dark reds and bright bright reds.

Blood stains flowed down his torn clothes and fell directly to the ground.

The dungeon was extremely quiet, bloodstains fell to the ground, and even echoes could be heard.

There were few candles around, and in a huge dungeon, all the light was dispersed, making it look extremely dark, coupled with this scene, it looked a bit terrifying.

Yu Qingchen walked in from outside with no expression on his face.

A clean snow suit is not stained with dust, and it is incompatible with everything here, but, just because he stands here, everything in the dungeon fades away in an instant, and he is the most dazzling here The presence.

Looking at Murong Xuan who was tied there, Yu Qingchen narrowed his eyes coldly, "Wake him up."

"Yes."

Soon, someone brought another basin of ice water and poured it towards Murong Xuan.

Murong Xuan was cold at first, and then the endless pain brought about by the icy water touched the scars on his body, which made his blood-stained face a little distorted.

"Murongxuan, long time no see!" Yu Qingchen stood at the same spot and looked at Murongxuan coldly, every word was like ice and snow, without any temperature, only a piece of penetration.

Hearing the sound, Murong Xuan raised his head slowly, and opened his eyes with great difficulty.

Into the eyes, is a snow-white figure.

Yu Qingchen!
"Yu Qingchen, you...kill me!" His voice was hoarse and rough, but his simple words seemed to have exhausted his strength.

Yu Qingchen's exquisite face was swept away by hatred, and his expression was a bit ruthless. He was a different person from the cold and cold Chuchen in the past, "How could I let you go so easily!" Those who have hurt their actions will not be well die.

"Ahem..." Even the sound of coughing was extremely difficult and hoarse, as if it had been sharpened from the inside of the throat.

As if thinking of something, Murong Xuan raised his head and glanced at Yu Qingchen. Because of the pain, he could no longer see the expression on his face, but from those eyes, it could still be seen that Murong Xuan was smiling, a smug smile, "Yu...Yu Qingchen, actually you... like Jing Xingzhi very much, right? But he...is already dead! Haha... Even if you torture... torture me, he can...not survive, he... died……"

The expression on Yu Qingchen's face became even colder, and it was covered with a layer of frost in an instant, "Shut up!" He said three words harshly.

"Even if I...don't say it,...it still can't change him...when he died, and...moreover, he died because of his...most trusted person...you said...was he at that time? Very... very hopeless?! Ah!" Jing Xingzhi vomited out a mouthful of blood because he was a little excited and affected the wound on his body, but the corners of his mouth were still raised.

It would not be a loss if Jin Wang of Yuchu and Shuihan of the Shui family could be buried with him!
"Desperate?!" Yu Qingchen's lips curled up, and he looked at Murong Xuan with a half-smile, inexplicably evil, "Next, you can see if you will be desperate!"

Then he looked at the people in the cell, and said coldly, "As long as you don't die, you can do whatever you want!"

After finishing speaking, he turned and left directly.

After Yu Qingchen left, several jailers in the dungeon walked towards Murong Xuan slowly, their eyes gleaming with greed.

"I heard that this one is the prince of Shuyue Kingdom?" The four of them are jailers here, and they have stayed here for many years. Not long ago, there was a war here. It is said that a king of Yuchu Jin died, and then his fiancée came. , probably that Miss Xueyi, as for this prisoner, he seems to be the prince of Shuyue Kingdom.

The other person smiled "hehe", "My old Hu has been with many people in my life, but I really don't know what it's like to be like this kind of royal relative!"

Murong Xuan heard that, even though he almost lost consciousness due to the pain, he became sober at this moment, raised his head and looked at them sharply, "How dare you!"

One of them walked in front of him and slapped Murong Xuan's cheeks with a loud "slap".

"You are just a prisoner, why would I not dare, you still think you are the aloof Prince Shuyue?!" The man's tone was very mocking.

At this time, a hidden guard came in, his voice was light, "No matter what the criminal law is, hurry up, the lady is still waiting outside."

The four jailers nodded quickly.

He untied Murong Xuan from the wooden frame.

Murong Xuan looked at them sullenly, "Get out, get out!"

Those people ignored him at all, but directly tore his clothes.

The hands hanging under his body were tightly curled up, "Yu Qingchen, I know you are outside, you killed me, you killed me!" Even if he died, he would not be able to endure such humiliation.

"Don't worry, I will satisfy you!" The faint voice was like Qingxue.

But in an instant, all the atmosphere here was washed away.

Yu Qingchen stood outside, tall and tall, with a delicate face that was not only cold but also cold.Murong Xuan, he never thought of letting him leave alive.

About half an hour later, Gu Ji walked to Yu Qingchen's side, "My lord."

Yu Qingchen slowly returned to the cell where Murong Xuan was imprisoned.

Murong Xuan was just lying on the ground, but his mind was still awake. In his eyes, there was a glint of humiliation and endless hatred.

"Yu Qingchen, I... want to kill you!"

Yu Qingchen looked indifferently, looking at the other party with almost no emotion, the previous bloodthirsty and vicious emotion seemed to be a flash in the pan, "You don't have this ability now, and I won't let you have this ability. "

"This news was given to us by...Jing Xingyue, what are you going to do with her?" After speaking, Murong Xuan laughed a few times, and looked at Yu Qingchen with a half-smile, "She is Yu Chu's Majesty, You won't do anything to her, will you?! Hahahaha..."

"Why not?!" Yu Qingchen's words and expression were indifferent. "Because of her, so many soldiers and generals in Yuchu sacrificed themselves, what qualifications does she have to continue to live in the world?"

Murong Xuan was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Yu Qingchen to say these words without changing his face, and even more didn't expect Yu Qingchen to want to do something to Jing Xingyue. After a long time, he came back to his senses. There was a mocking smile on the face, "Why do you sacrifice for the dead soldiers and generals? Why do you say it so righteously? What you do is just for the sake of Jing Xingzhi!"

"Yes, I'm for him!" Yu Qingchen didn't deny it.He personally dealt with Murong Xuan, Bi Qingyun and Jing Xingyue for the sake of behavior.

"Don't forget, Jing Xingyue... is Jing Xingzhi's younger sister!"

Yu Qingchen smiled but not a smile, "Now that things have happened, you still have the heart to care about others?!"

Seeing Yu Qingchen's smile, Murong Xuan felt an indescribable bad feeling in his heart, "You...what do you want to do?" His body moved back a little, leaving a trail of blood on the ground , It looks shocking.

"Didn't you ask me to kill you just now?" Yu Qingchen asked in a flat voice.

Murong Xuan's body trembled slightly, and fear appeared in his eyes.

Whether you want to die or want to live, when you are really on the verge of death, you don't want to die.

Probably because he knew that Yu Qingchen would not let him go, Murong Xuan spoke even more unscrupulously, and even picked on Yu Qingchen's painful feet, "Yu Qingchen, so what if you kill me? Jing Xingzhi won't survive, You and him will never be possible in this life, never be possible, haha..." Finally, Murong Xuan laughed a little crazy.

Yu Qingchen's eyes narrowed slowly, becoming more and more dangerous.

"Ancient season."

Gu Ji came over not far behind him, waiting for Yu Qingchen's order.

"Cut him, [-] knives, not even one less! As long as he is not dead, he must stay awake." After finishing speaking, he lifted his snow-white clothes and left the room directly.

And in this dark and damp dungeon, screams gradually came to mind, one after another, and gradually the sound weakened.

It wasn't until midnight that the screams inside completely disappeared.

On the eve of dawn, the sky outside was as dark as ink.

Yu Qingchen stood in front of Jing Xingzhi's bed and didn't sleep all night.

The candle not far away burned for a night and shortened a lot.

"Xingzhi, if I attack Jing Xingyue, will you blame me?!" With this sentence, Yu Qingchen asked in an extremely low voice.

Jing Xingzhi would naturally not answer this question.

Yu Qingchen sighed lightly, did not speak, turned around and walked to the carved wooden window, watching the gradually stretching rays of the sky, the corners of her brows and eyes were a little indescribably deep, even with that delicate snow-like face, there was also a little gloomy.

In the early morning, a ray of morning light sprinkled the earth.

Gu Ji in black clothes appeared outside the window, "My lord, the master of Qingmingju is here!"

"Where is he now?" Yu Qingchen said lightly.

"It's in the front hall."

Yu Qingchen didn't speak any more, but turned around directly. The next moment, the door creaked, and Yu Qingchen in snow clothes came out of the room.

lobby.

Yiche is still dressed in a bewitching red robe, but because he traveled all night, a lot of dust was stained on his clothes. Even so, his demeanor has not been compromised in the slightest.

Yu Qingchen soon came to the front hall, looked at the red figure, before he could speak, a cold and enchanting voice came from his ear, "Where is Xingzhi?"

"My lord, please follow me." Yu Qingchen said lightly.

Yi Che didn't speak, but kept his thin lips tightly pressed all the way, and a savage killing intent flashed in his extremely alluring phoenix eyes.Murong Xuan? !

He brought Yiche to the room where Jing Xingzhi was.

Yiche looked at the man lying on the bed, frowned slightly, did not speak, and searched with his internal strength, and found that Jing Xingzhi had an extremely weak pulse, which could even be said to be faintly faint, and the expression on his face was Fortunately, he was also a little dignified, and his eyes moved to Yu Qingchen, "What's going on with Xingzhi now?" The news he received was that Xingzhi was dead.

As for the current situation, although he has not woken up, at least he is still breathing, at least, he is still alive.

"Feng Qingchi and Yanluo rushed over in time and saved Xingzhi's life." Yu Qingchen's voice remained cold.

Hearing Feng Qingchi's name, Yiche froze for a moment, and an extremely complicated light flashed across his eyes, "Does Qingchi have any say when he will wake up?"

Yu Qingchen narrowed her eyes, a gloomy look flashed across her eyes very quickly, she shook her head at Yi Che, "No."

Yi Che's heart sank suddenly, even... Ah Mo couldn't help it? !

"Will Xingzhi be life-threatening now?" The pulse is very weak, as if it will stop at any time.

Yu Qingchen shook his head, "Qing Chi said not for the time being."

Hearing this, Yi Che frowned slightly, "Not yet?"

Yu Qingchen slowly raised his head to look at Yiche, "I need to take your cold jade bed from Qingmingju for use!" After all, Yiche is Xingzhi's most respected uncle, he can't be respectful, but respect is still possible.

"Okay, you can take him directly to Qingmingju." Yiche didn't hesitate at all.

After a pause, he looked at Yu Qingchen, "Your inner strength...?" It wasn't the first time he met Yu Qingchen, so he naturally knew that his inner strength was unfathomable, but now, it was like an empty space, what? There are no empty shells.

"As you can see, it's gone!" Yu Qingchen said calmly, as if he didn't care about this matter at all.

Yi Che glanced at Yu Qingchen, but didn't ask carefully.The "Miss" of the Yu family has been a very assertive person since she was a child, and she is very smart. It should not be a trivial matter that can make him lose his internal energy.

Thinking of this, Yi Che subconsciously looked at Jing Xingzhi who was lying on the bed, and a cool light flashed in his eyes.

"Where is Qingchi now?" Yiche looked at Yu Qingchen, and it was not difficult to hear some complicated emotions in the enchanting voice.

Yu Qingchen naturally noticed it, and glanced at Yiche calmly, "She's in the courtyard next door."

Seeing the gloomy look in Yiche's eyes, Yu Qingchen took the initiative to ask, "Did you find out what happened?"

Yi Che paused, then nodded.

"Then I'll take you to find her!" Yu Qingchen's voice was still faint and cold.

Soon, the two arrived at another courtyard.

Feng Qingchi and Yan Luo also just woke up, Feng Qingchi was sitting in front of the vanity mirror, Yan Luo was standing behind her and doing her hair.

"Knock, knock!" There was a knock on the door.

Yan Luo frowned slightly, but her hands moved a lot faster. She quickly tied up the black hair in her hands, and chose a white jade hairpin carved with pear blossoms for her.

Yan Luo opened the door, and when he saw Yi Che who was beside Yu Qingchen, he was stunned for a while, the look in his eyes was inexplicably dark, and then he said lightly to Feng Qingchi inside, "Qingchi, an old friend is here!"

"Old man? Who is it?" Feng Qing's voice came from inside with a voice as clear as water.

Hearing the familiar voice, Yiche's flawless face became even more complicated.

Not long after, a light blue figure appeared in front of them.

"Who's coming..." Before she could finish her sentence, she was taken aback the moment she saw Yiche, her face was full of surprise, but she didn't see any awkwardness or unnaturalness.

Looking at Yi Che with both eyes, he smiled faintly at him, "Yi Che, long time no see!"

Seeing Feng Qingchi with such a calm expression, Yi Che felt an unspeakable bitterness in his heart, but he still had a brilliant smile on his face, like a manjusawa blooming in an instant on the other side of the nether world, "Long time no see!"

Then he turned his eyes to Yan Luo, "Xiao Yanluo, it's been a long time!" His expression also felt a little emotional at this moment.

In the ten years since Ah Mo left, he, Wei Tan, and Yan Luo, the three of them have been guarding her, but in different ways, but he is undoubtedly the most useless of the three. It's ok to care about her body and mind, but she doesn't know how much Yan Luo paid to get her back!
Yan Luo was a little surprised that Yi Che would greet him, and was taken aback for a moment, "Long time no see!" In fact, thinking about it carefully, Yi Che was very nice to him back then, but he seemed a little silly back then, even she would occasionally tease herself at that time, Also Yi Che never, no matter what he did to him, he would never get angry.

It's just that he fell in love with the same person as him, so it's doomed to have no solution.

Even though he didn't think about being with her at that time, it still didn't prevent him from hating the man around her.

"Yanluo, can I borrow Qingchi from you for a while, I have something I want to tell her." Yiche smiled lightly, and the world turned pale instantly.

Yan Luo pursed her thin lips slightly, then looked at Yu Qingchen, "Qingchen, I just want to discuss something with you."

Yu Qingchen naturally saw some clues and nodded, "Then let's talk while walking!"

Yan Luo and Yu Qingchen walked out of the courtyard together.

Feng Qingchi looked at Yi Che, as if treating an old friend as naturally as he did, "Come in and sit down first!"

The room is divided into an inner room and an outer room, and Yiche sat down on a chair in the outer room.

Feng Qingchi poured him a cup of tea, "Did you come here this morning?"

Yi Che nodded, "I originally planned to go to Yulin City to find you, but I rushed here when I heard that something happened to Xingzhi, but I didn't expect you to be here."

"I'm still one step too late!" Feng Qingzhi's voice was a little low.If she had been one step earlier, Jing Xingzhi would not be lying on the bed like he is now, not knowing when he will wake up.

Yiche shook his head, took a sip from his teacup, and looked at Feng Qingchi deeply, "Ah Mo, it's not your fault, don't take all the blame on yourself."

Immediately the words changed, "By the way, is Yu Qingchen's internal strength for behavior?"

Feng Qingchi nodded, "Qingchen used all of his internal energy to Jing Xingzhi, just to protect his heart. As for the blue hair like snow, it was at that time."

Yi Che didn't speak, but his eyes became darker.Yu Qingchen is too deep, he can't understand the other party, he has been chasing after others before, but now, since he is willing to do this for the sake of behavior, he must love Xingzhi too much!

"Qingchi, will Xingzhi wake up?" From the answer that Yu Qingchen gave just now, he can vaguely guess.

"I don't know, maybe, maybe not." Feng Qingchi didn't hide anything about this.

Yiche sighed lightly, the dark color in Yaomei's eyes was a little dark, as if thinking of something, his heavy eyes fell on Feng Qingchi again, "What about Yanluo? There is really nothing wrong with turning back from the soul." Is there a way?"

(End of this chapter)