The hall was quiet.
Candlelight flickered, festive red lanterns and red quilts reflected the hazy surroundings.
The scent of saliva still rises faintly on Xuan'er, making people feel hot all over and their face turns red.
Xin Zhuo looked at Su Miaojin and wondered what she was thinking. She never tried to find an exit or even did anything. She just stood aside quietly.
He simply extinguished the three sticks of incense with a snap of his fingers, but there was still smoke all around. Looking up, he found that there were many small wind tunnels on the surrounding walls, and the smoke was also emitting from the holes.
This will keep breaking and blowing!
Xin Zhuo simply gave up and shouted twice: "Mom! Stop making trouble!"
There was no response, and Ji Jiuwei seemed to have defeated them.
As a normal man, Xin Zhuo had actually thought about which girl he would marry, and he had indeed thought about Su Miaojin in his heart, but it was definitely not so hasty, so sudden and inexplicable.
There is even a feeling that the two women are conspiring to take advantage of others' danger.
The food looks too ugly.
The fog was getting thicker and thicker, and Xin Zhuo tried to use his mental skills to resist it, but it didn't work. This fragrance seemed to have nothing to do with the realm, mental skills, or true energy. It just eliminated and eroded people's will, which was very weird.
"One hundred and sixty years ago, she was the immortal lover of the leader of the Shengtian Sect. The leader was just a hair away from being an earthly immortal. Countless women from aristocratic families and sects suffered murderous attacks. Later, she was beheaded by the Taiping Palace Sword Jiuqing! I'm here I’ve seen it in books! I’m afraid Jian Jiuqing got this kind of thing, your mother is said to be Jian Jiuqing’s disciple!”
Su Miaojin's voice was still calm, but her eyes were a little dazed now, her cheeks were rosy, and her behavior was somewhat intoxicating.
"Since you know it, do you have a way to crack it?"
Xin Zhuo's heartbeat accelerated at this time, and his body felt very strange. It was ten times stronger than the last time he absorbed the ancient Qi, so he simply didn't look at Su Miaojin.
In fact, if the silver needle was on his body, he would be sure to use "xxxx" medical skills to solve the effect of the smoke. However, he didn't take the silver needle with him when he went out to pick up people.
"No!"
Su Miaojin shook her head, her breathing became short, her eyes became more confused, and she was already a little unsteady on her feet, holding on to the table next to her.
Xin Zhuo was almost reaching his limit. He felt veins popping up on his forehead and an evil thought in his heart. He gritted his teeth and stepped back.
"Xin Zhuo, do you...know about this?"
Su Miaojin's face was red to her neck, and she struggled to look at Xin Zhuo, with a hint of confusion in her eyes.
Xin Zhuo grabbed the copper pillar on the side: "I really don't know, how do I know..."
Shaking his dizzy head, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm afraid I can't hold on anymore, Su Miaojin, please put on your wedding clothes."
Wearing red makeup, marrying someone else's wife...
Su Miaojin suddenly looked at him infatuatedly, as if she had seen through everything that had happened to the two of them since they met: "Xin Zhuo... tell me the truth, have you ever had me in your heart? Or are you always thinking about Princess Shengping!"
"you……"
Xin Zhuo couldn't speak anymore, so he picked up the bride's robe on the tong platform and handed it to Su Miaojin, while he put on the groom's robe haphazardly.
There still needs to be a sense of ceremony, at least this is the minimum respect for this girl who saved his life.
A trace of struggle flashed in Su Miaojin's eyes, and she hesitated to put on the wedding robe.
Xin Zhuo used his last bit of strength to pour two glasses of Hexin wine and handed one to Su Miaojin.
The two of them drank it unsteadily, only to feel that the feeling was getting stronger. Is this a...drinking?
Mother, mother, you really do everything you can.
Then, intense confusion came like a mountain and a sea...
Next, Xin Zhuo felt his head roaring and he couldn't remember anything at all.
Vaguely, my arms are filled with warm fragrance...
one time!
Second time!
Three degrees!
…
I don't know how long it took, Xin Zhuo woke up, feeling sore all over, as if all the strength in his body had been emptied, he felt dizzy, and he didn't know where he was.
After being dazed for a long time, he suddenly turned his head and looked aside. The beauty was no longer there, but there was still a lingering fragrance in the quilt.
He immediately sat up and found that his body was covered with strange bite marks.
In front of the bronze mirror on the side, his clothes and two sets of wedding clothes were neatly folded.
There was a piece of white cloth pressed on it, and there was a bright red blood stain on the white cloth.
Remember that this piece of white cloth is also prepared on the side.
He thought about last night carefully, but he didn't experience it personally at all, and his memory was blurred.
What does this mean?
He got up, put on his clothes, thought about it, stuffed the white cloth into his arms, and walked out of the hall.
The morning sun has just risen, the surrounding fog is hazy, the air is extremely fresh, and the layers of buildings in the capital in the distance can't be seen at a glance.
It can't help but make people feel relaxed and happy.
My waist is just a little sore!
After giving it a few gentle hammer blows, I felt that first I should find my mother to reason with her, your plan was done, and then I would find Su Miaojin to apologize, or say something?
I picked up Qinggong and rushed to the "Douyun Palace". It was not far away and arrived in a moment. But just as I was getting closer, I had a bad feeling and my mother's painful voice came from the palace.
Although we have only known each other for a month, Xin Zhuo knew that she would never be like this easily.
What happened?
He immediately rushed into the courtyard and saw Shui Qingliu and Zhuge Jun kneeling in front of the hall, with red eyes. Baoer choked up even more.
My screams became louder.
He didn't care to ask about Su Miaojin and immediately grabbed Zhuge Jun: "What's wrong with my mother?"
On the side, Baoer rushed to say: "Master has been injured for more than ten years. It was not as severe as before. He has been recovering at Fengtian Pagoda, but somehow it is so severe today!"
Xin Zhuo immediately kicked open the door of the palace and rushed in. He saw Ji Jiuwei, his face as pale as paper, lying on the desk. The desk had been soaked with sweat. There were snake-like veins under his skin, which bulged and disappeared from time to time. Shocking.
"Mom!" Xin Zhuo immediately lifted her up and grabbed her pulse.
Ji Jiuwei seemed to know that he was coming and looked at him with difficulty. His lips were chapped and his face was frighteningly pale. He endured the pain that reached his soul and forced a smile:
"Yu Qing! Is it done? With...the power, with Su Wuji's power, they owe it to their mother. If he helps you, you can survive!"
She raised her other hand with difficulty, and caressed Xin Zhuo's face with nostalgia, "Mom shouldn't have let you come back. In my life... the person I'm most sorry for is you."
"Stop making trouble! Isn't this kind of separation between life and death too bloody?"
Xin Zhuo also forced a smile and carefully checked her meridians and internal organs. After this check, he almost lost all hope. There were thousands of bugs hidden in her body. The meridians had long been corroded, and her internal organs had long been rotten and rotten. It was basically hopeless.
This "disease" is so terrible that medical skills can no longer cure it!
"How could this happen? You were fine a few days ago, just wait for me!"
He immediately rushed out of the hall, returned to his room, took out the set of silver needles, and rushed back again like flying. When he reached the hall, he couldn't help but stop and dropped the silver needle in his hand to the ground.
Ji Jiuwei was lying on the desk, silent, still holding a handful of sesame maltose in his hand.
Here we go again! Here we go again!
Twice! Two lifetimes!
Who did I offend?
Xin Zhuo raised his hand to his mouth, then clenched his fist and beat his thigh hard, losing the courage to even approach.
"master!"
The water in the courtyard was clear and the six people kowtowed to the ground and cried bitterly.
At this moment, a figure flashed into the hall strangely and shouted out loud: "Junior sister?"
It turned out to be Yuan Chengfeng. He picked up Ji Jiuwei and looked at Xin Zhuo: "Your mother is still breathing. I will send her to your master. Jiang Yuqing, your family has undergone tremendous changes. Go back quickly!"
(End of chapter)
