The Stratagem of the Concubine of the Cold King

Chapter 173 The Envoy from the Western Desert (1)
Feng Yichen's cold poison broke out, and the fact that the imperial physician was helpless has spread throughout the Nanheng Palace. Feng Yixiao was overjoyed when he heard about it, and entered the palace early in the morning.

In the Queen's Fengyi Palace.

"Empress Mother, I have been waiting for so many years, and finally this day has come. As long as Feng Yichen dies, my father will have to pass on the crown prince's throne to my son." In Fengyi Palace, Feng Yixiao's eyes were filled with viciousness Zhiguang spoke to the Queen in an extremely joyful tone.

The queen's pair of phoenix eyes seemed to be quenched with venom, shining with a sinister light: "Feng Yichen, that bastard, should have died early with his short-lived mother, but God has mercy on him and allowed him to live until today."

"However, Xiao'er, your father dotes on that bastard Feng Yichen, you must not take it lightly and show your feet in front of your father." The queen suddenly changed her mind.

Feng Yichen nodded: "Thank you, Queen Mother, for reminding me that I will not take it lightly. I have been looking forward to the crown prince's throne for many years."

Here, the three of Xi Wanqing entered Feng Yichen's bedroom. As soon as she stepped into the room, she saw Feng Yichen leaning on the bed reading a book. Looking at it from a few steps away, Feng Yichen's expression Pale, his eyebrows are lowered, his eyebrows are soft, still as gentle as jade, the son is unparalleled, although the cold poison has penetrated into the bone marrow, it does not diminish his grace in the slightest.

"It's all like this, and I don't know it will stop yet." Xi Wanqing quickly walked to the bed in a few steps, and took the scroll from his hand.

Feng Yichen raised his eyebrows and saw Xi Wanqing's coquettish look, a warm feeling rose in his heart instantly, and he uttered a few simple words: "Qing'er is here."

"En." Xi Wanqing nodded, threw the scroll aside, leaned down and sat beside Feng Yichen.

Xi Wanqing didn't know how to check people's pulse, she looked at Feng Yichen, opened and closed her red lips and began to ask: "You have a cold poison, what are the symptoms when the cold poison attacks?"

Even the imperial physicians were helpless, and he had been looking for famous doctors for many years, but he still hadn't got rid of the cold poison in his body. Feng Yichen looked at Xi Wanqing suspiciously, although he didn't know what she meant by asking, but as long as she asked, he would Answer all questions: "The poison in me is indeed cold poison. At the beginning of the attack, my whole body was stiff, like a glacier. At the beginning, I was able to resist it with internal strength, but the cold poison became more and more intense in my body. , Now when the attack occurs, the chest feels as if it is exploding."

"Fifth Miss, if you ask so hard, could it be that there is a way to save the prince." Originally there was no hope, but Zhan Feng felt that Xi Wanqing was not an ordinary person, so he simply asked with a glimmer of hope that he shouldn't have.

Xi Wanqing nodded to Zhan Feng, and said lightly: "I can only try it for the time being, whether I can successfully remove the cold poison in your prince's body is still uncertain."

Hearing what Xi Wanqing said, Feng Yichen seemed to see a sliver of hope, his eyes fell on Xi Wanqing, and he said with great trust: "Qing Er, just try, I believe you."

"Well, without further ado, let's get started." Xi Wanqing also nodded resolutely.

Afterwards, Xi Wanqing and Zhan Feng said in Mo Yu: "You all go and guard the door, and don't let anyone come in until I let you out."

"Yes, miss." Zhan Feng, Mo Yu led the order out of the room, and guarded the door vigilantly.

Xi Wanqing put down the Linglong guqin, and she sat in front of the piano, with a pair of slender hands gently attached to the strings, Feng Yichen sat cross-legged on the bed, he adjusted his internal breath, and said shallowly: "Let's start .”

"En." Xi Wanqing responded lightly, and with the movement of her hand, the melodious sound of the piano swayed from her fingertips.

Xi Wanqing silently invoked the qinsha formula in her heart, and the lingering sound of the qin instantly became alive, and soft sound waves flew towards Feng Yichen, and the sound waves lingered around Feng Yichen's body along with the sound of the qin.

The power of the sound waves submerged into Feng Yichen's seven meridians and eight meridians, Feng Yichen stimulated the internal force in his body, and his internal force flowed through the meridians of his body bit by bit along with the sound waves.

Sound waves brushed by, internal energy flowed, Feng Yichen felt that under the soft spring sunshine that he seemed to be bathing in, the world in his heart was covered with withered grass, but now new leaves grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xi Wanqing played the Linglong guqin with both hands, and at the same time, her two eyes fell on Feng Yichen's body. She felt that Feng Yichen's body seemed to have changed, and the movements of her hands were even more cautious.

As Xi Wanqing adjusted the tone, the power of the sound wave became stronger, but the force was controlled very gently. The powerful and soft sound wave continued to sink into Feng Yichen's seven meridians and eight meridians. Feng Yichen also adjusted his internal force, and his internal force was tight. Moving with the sound waves, he repaired the damaged meridians and five internal organs bit by bit. As the sound waves and internal force passed by, he felt that the meridians all over his body were slowly repairing as if they were springing from a dead tree.

After about two hours, Xi Wanqing's playing changed from fast to slow, and gradually stopped. The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the sound waves dissipated in the air. Feng Yichen also sank her inner breath into her dantian .

Feng Yichen opened his eyes again, and his two soft eyes fell on Xi Wanqing. He saw Xi Wanqing sitting in front of the piano with beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Qing'er, how are you?" Feng Yichen saw that Xi Wanqing was not only sweating on his forehead, but also a little pale, and he was very worried, so he asked softly.

Xi Wanqing stroked the beads of sweat on her forehead, and the corners of her mouth turned up. She sat in front of the guqin and smiled slightly: "I'm fine. Can the poison on your body be cured?"

Xi Wanqing didn't realize it, but her unintentional smile captivated someone's heart, touched someone's affection, and became eternal in someone's heart.

Feng Yichen sat cross-legged on the bed, and Qianying's slight smile on the opposite side penetrated into his heart, from then on it took root and teeth, a single word of love, from the beginning to the end, was at that moment but it was hard to extricate oneself for life .

"The cold poison on my body has been cured." Feng Yichen replied simply.

Two full hours had passed, when the sound of the zither stopped suddenly, Zhan Feng didn't know what was going on with his prince, so he felt a little worried.

Not only Zhan Feng was worried, but Mo Yu also looked very disturbed, but the two of them didn't dare to make noise for no reason, so they had to pace anxiously back and forth in front of the door.

"Don't dangle around in front of me all the time." Because the two were pacing back and forth anxiously, Zhan Feng and Mo Yu bumped into each other accidentally, and Zhan Feng took a step back in embarrassment, but It's because Mo Yu has been with Xi Wanqing for a long time, and her habits have become more and more contaminated with Xi Wanqing's style. She rolled her big eyes and spat at Zhan Feng.

Zhan Feng was already anxious in his heart, and because he was spit on by a little girl named Mo Yu, he gave Mo Yu a very resentful look, and said softly, "Only women and villains are hard to raise?"

"Women are difficult to raise, but men are not good things." Mo Yu said softly, not to be outdone.

(End of this chapter)