In the small porcelain altar, the incense sticks and ashes fell off.
The fragrant mist twines and rises, filling the room with a sultry fragrance.
Qi Chengyi took the medicine bowl she finished drinking and stared at Fu Yunqing. His handsome eyes were clear and clear, but seemed to be covered with a layer of mist. Fu Yunqing seemed to see him clearly, but she seemed not to see him clearly.
For example, she always thought that Qi Chengyi was inferior to her in martial arts.
However, Qi Chengyi's poisonous appearance revealed his terrifying strength, which was definitely not something she could defeat. It was even said that no one could defeat him.
Could it be that he had been studying hard when he was an outcast?
If you are so diligent, you will achieve great things in the future.
But……
She remembered that Qi Chengyi died a year later in her previous life.
"Miss Yunqing." Qi Chengyi stared at her and suddenly spoke.
"Huh? What?" Fu Yunqing suddenly came back to his senses.
Qi Chengyi's pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes, with a fatal attraction that seduces people's hearts, his eyes have an undercurrent, and he slowly asked: "The mother-child Gu makes you and I share the pain."
"Did you save me because you were in pain?"
"Or do you want to save me?"
Fu Yunqing arched his eyebrows and smiled, his eyes as clear and clear as the sweet spring in the south of the Yangtze River: "My blood detoxifies hundreds of poisons and can resolve the pain of all poisons, so if you have poisons, I won't feel the pain."
"I share your pain, but not your poison."
Qi Chengyi was stunned for a moment, an invisible touch flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his eyelids to hide all his emotions: "Thank you."
"My blood-soaked poison is extremely secret. I hope Your Highness will not tell anyone about it."
In her previous life, Qi Yu sent her to a mysterious man for bloodletting. In this life, she did not marry Qi Yu, and Concubine Yu did not know the specialness of her blood.
Now that she's fledgling, she doesn't want to cause trouble yet.
Fu Yunqing felt much better after taking the medicine. He got out of bed and pointed to the wall: "If there is nothing else to do, I will leave."
Qi Chengyi's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he unconsciously grasped a corner of his robe: "Okay."
Fu Yunqing lost too much blood and felt extremely tired. Tomorrow, New Year's Eve, she had to go to Fengluan Palace to have dinner with the queen.
As soon as she climbed over the wall, she was so tired that she fell into the bed tent and fell into a deep sleep.
…
The moon is dark and the wind is high, it is midnight.
Jin'an Palace.
No candles were lit, and the whole hall was cold and dark, like an abyss.
Qi Chengyi stood in front of the dark window pane, looking at the ray of moonlight that penetrated the dark clouds and fell on the palace wall.
Wearing a pure black cross-collar robe, he seemed to be integrated with the darkness. His figure was cold, standing with his hands behind his back, his back to the darkness and facing the moonlight. The image of the woman holding him in her arms and cutting her wrists to feed blood flashed through his mind. Scenes.
He who everyone wanted to kill would be saved.
Qi Chengyi clicked his tongue in self-mockery, shook his head and chuckled.
Lin Yuezhou, who was masked in black clothes, walked behind Qi Chengyi and said slowly: "My lord did not take Jindi Dan when he was poisoned this time. I think he got the red pill from Miss Fu?"
"Her blood can cure hundreds of poisons." Qi Chengyi said.
Lin Yuezhou was shocked, his expression extremely unbelievable:
"There are people in the world who can cure hundreds of poisons with blood. No wonder I always smell a fishy smell from the red pill, and I don't think it's her blood."
"I am amazed by your master's brilliant move." Lin Yuezhou said with emotion, "When you were assassinated by Chen Kang, you had already seen through the mother-child Gu in the arrow, but you did not stop it. You allowed the mother-child Gu to get into Fu girl's wound, and then pretended to save her. She sucked out a poison, causing you to share the pain."
"In this way, when you are poisoned, she will also be in great pain. In order to prevent herself from suffering, she will cut her wrists and bleed to detoxify you. Every time you relapse in the future, Miss Fu will bleed to detoxify you. Wonderful! "
"In addition, Miss Fu is good at poisoning, so she will do her best to develop an antidote for you. After all, you are bound by pain and are in the same boat!"
Lin Yuezhou chattered endlessly, immersed in his own logic.
Qi Chengyi stood in the endless darkness, his eyebrows furrowed into a deep frown. No one knew how he felt at this moment.
If Fu Yunqing is also a despicable person, he can use her without hesitation and then discard her at will.
But Fu Yunqing is not like that. She is upright, kind and righteous, and treats others with sincerity.
He admits that he is by no means a kind person, and is even cold, ruthless, despicable and ruthless.
He was always unfavorable, but this time, he was defeated by Fu Yunqing's uprightness, and he lost completely.
Qi Chengyi had a stone stuck in his throat. After a long time, he seemed to sigh and said with complicated emotions: "She can only share pain, but not poison."
"She saved me only because of our alliance, good and bad times depended on each other."
Lin Yuezhou was stunned for a long time: "I helped the girl just to save you, with no other purpose, that's all? I saw her returning home today, looking haggard, pale, and unsteady. She must have lost too much blood and was too weak."
In the cold darkness, Qi Chengyi said slowly:
"Yes, you gave up half of your body's blood to save me..."
…
The next day, noon.
Fu Yunqing woke up in the soft brocade quilt. After getting out of bed barefoot, she felt dizzy. She hurriedly held the bedside table and said, "Meifu, come and dress me up."
Mei Fu picked up the carved jade comb, combed three thousand blue silk hairs for her, and tied her hair with hairpins.
Tianying came over with a plate of brocade boxes in her hands: "Girl, His Highness the Eighth Prince summoned Shen Huaixu to bring over donkey-hide gelatin and red date cake."
Fu Yunqing ate a few pieces of donkey-hide gelatin cake sent by his younger brother, and muttered: "He still has a conscience. Please pick me a crimson dress that matches my skin tone today."
She looked in the mirror, her cheeks were getting paler due to excessive blood loss, and she said weakly: "I need a snow fur cloak, I'm a little afraid of the cold."
"Girls are usually not afraid of the cold. Why are they so afraid of the cold today?" Tianying Liwu Qianqian smiled and handed the velvet-wrapped Tang Pozi to Fu Yunqing.
Fu Yunqing folded his hands into the warm Tang Pozi, sat in the carriage, and sighed.
After asking that question, Tianying's smile froze. Thinking of yesterday's events, she wanted to speak again and again, but she held it back, as if she had a needle in her butt and couldn't sit still.
Fu Yunqing leaned against the wall of the car, closed his eyes and rested his mind: "If you have anything to say, just say it. I see you are feeling a little uncomfortable holding it in."
"The girl promised not to bleed to save the person? But what you said before, you are not the reincarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva, how can you give up your blood to exchange for his life? You came back last night with a pale face, and the servant looked at it I feel so sad..."
As she spoke, Tianying choked up and said, "If something happens to you, how will I survive? I have been dependent on you since I was a child. Even if I die millions of times, you can't make any mistakes." .”
Fu Yunqing picked out her ears with her fingertips and couldn't hear Tianying's chatter. Seeing that she was about to drop the golden beans, she quickly coaxed:
"Xiaoying, I promise you, I swear, I will never do this again!"
Tianying gestured and cried: "That's half the blood on the body, there is so much, so much! Ooooooooo, girl, you just say sweet words to coax the slave, what's the use of swearing? You have a cold face and a warm heart, and you have a warm heart. See you later, I will save you when I need to save——"
"Crack!" Just as the two of them were talking, the wheel suddenly stopped!
Tianying leaned forward with inertia and almost fell to the ground.
Fu Yunqing opened the car door, rolled up the Xiangzhu curtain and asked, "What's going on?"
Chu Bingke, who was holding the horse, crossed his arms and looked straight ahead coldly, saying: "I was holding the horse just in time, when a car rushed across the palace road and blocked our way."
After digging the grave and opening the coffin, Fu Yunqing left Chu Bingke and Chen Xuenian in the general's mansion, so that they could communicate easily and take care of each other.
After all, Chen Xuenian and Chu Bingke were both survivors of the massacre of the Chu family, so it would be safest to keep them under the radar. It would be very difficult if Concubine Yu took advantage of the loophole and silenced witnesses.
It happened that Fu Yunqing was short of people, so he recruited Chu Bingke as his bodyguard.
Fu Yunqing frowned slightly and raised his eyes to look at the carriage blocked in front.
On the carriage, a young girl in rich clothes walked down leisurely.
Chen Ninglu wore her hair in an exquisite and complicated bun and was dressed like a peacock with its tail open. She wore a long skirt with pink and purple flowers and a collar. She wore red tassels and white jade around her waist. She wore gold-embroidered shoes. She tossed the tomatoes in her hands and said with a smile. :
"It turns out to be the daughter of the God of War, help the girl. Sorry, I blocked your car and blocked your way. You don't mind, do you?"
She was apologetic, but her tone was proud.
Chen Ninglu is Concubine Yu's younger sister who is fifteen years younger.
I had only met Fu Yunqing a few times before, and had no close friendship with him.
Fu Yunqing's lips curved into a faint smile: "It doesn't matter, the palace road is so wide, and Miss Chen is blocking our way, let's just find another road. Bingke, mount the horse."
Just as Fu Yunqing was leaving, Chen Ninglu smashed the persimmon on her head: "Please eat the persimmon!"
I wanted to see Fu Yunqing's joke, but I didn't want to. Fu Yunqing caught the persimmon and threw it back with his backhand: "Thank you, I won't eat it!"
"Crack!" There was a sound.
The soft and juicy persimmon smashed open a piece of shit-like yellow on Chen Ninglu's beautiful dress!
