Chapter 156 News of the Divine General

Yu Meiren looked at Nangong Fu in shock. In the days under the cliff, he actually remembered that he should not have forgotten that kind of thing.

Thinking of the heat in my whole head, I quickly calmed down.

If Nangong Fu remembers this matter, how could he forget what he tortured her and hurt her? If he didn't forget, why did he pretend not to remember? Is it because she is too scheming and thinks too much, or is Nangong Fu in front of her in disguise from the beginning? Then which one is the real him?

Yu Meiren looked sideways, Nangong Fu's side was as handsome as a knife carving, his face was cold, and his front smile was evil, as enchanting as a demon. In this way, he looked more like a multi-faced man, and his heart was unpredictable.

I don't know why, Yu Meiren suddenly felt a little angry, not only for this person's heart, but also for the flirtation just now.

Between their eyes, Ying Hong heard it in the clouds, but one was dressed in red like blood, and the other in a white skirt reflected snow. They looked bright and beautiful, but it was a pity that the black hair changed to white hair.

"Is there blood stain on the sleeves of the Nangong Palace?"

Ying Hong had the intention to interrupt the sense of oppression at this moment. Yu Meiren was originally in a trance. When she heard Ying Hong's voice, she looked along. Although Nangong Fu was dressed in red, his sleeves were indeed dark.

Looking up, Nangong Fu just glanced faintly, seemingly faintly, but his eyebrows were suddenly wrapped in a deep cold, which made people afraid.

Ying Hongping was always careful. She expected that although Nangong Fu was murderous, he would not stain his body with blood. How could such a preference change with memory? And she saw the blood stains on his sleeves. She guessed that it should have been left by the hero who pretending to be a shadow when he fought hard, so she took it to have a try. It was really Nangong Fu's face. Although the color is only a very light change, it is enough for them.

"Let's go change your clothes. Our young lady likes to be clean. It's not good to bring such blood into the woman's boudoir."

Ying Hong also had fear in her heart, but she still dared to speak out. Beauty Yu hurt her throat. If she is also silent, I'm afraid it will make the atmosphere more embarrassing.

"Okay, madam, this is a clean place. If you are contaminated with something bad, it's my fault."

Nangong Fu's words were slightly picky and smiled casually. Before the sound fell, there was already a wind under his feet. In the blink of an eye, he was in the hall, leaving only a red mantle floating in the air, slowly floating, like ripples on the water, disturbing a clean room.

Her body softened and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Ying Hong reached out to hold her in time. Yu Mei turned her head and looked at Ying Hong with a worried face and a breath in her chest, and then spit out.

He lowered his head and looked at his trembling fingers, which could not hide his panic.

What should I do? What should I do? She is still afraid of this man from the bone, but the momentary emotional change of this man just now can drive all her emotions.

"Miss, General May have been injured by Nangong Fu. As you said, we have no way out. If you can't cheer up, we will have no chance of winning."

Listening to Ying Hong's words in Yu Mei's ears is like what she has been saying to herself. There is no way out. Indeed, as Yu Yue, she has no way out. If she is afraid of that man again and has a little sympathy for anyone, she will defeat herself.

No, she must not lose. In the face of such Nangong Fu, losing is equivalent to going to hell again, and Ying Hong. She can't let her suffer as much as before.

For herself, for what she still cares about, since she has chosen to let Yu Mei die, let her completely eliminate it in her subconscious. At least for that demon, she can no longer have any tolerance.

Touching Yinghong's hand, Yu Mei took a pen and quickly dropped a line of handwriting on the white paper: "Yinghong, go find Xue Feizi for me. I want him to remove all the residual poison in my body."

Ying Hong saw the handwriting and immediately walked out of the door, grabbed the white paper into a ball with five fingers, and then extinguished it with a fire.

Now only Xue Feizi can clean up all the poison in her body, and only when the poison on her body is clean can she recover her voice, so that she can better deal with Nangong Fu.

A continuous heat in Dantian, just like what she thought, her internal breath is about to recover. With the internal breath protection, what she wants to do is much more convenient.

For a moment, there were chaotic footsteps outside the door.

Beauty Yu walked to the table and sat down. On her side, she saw Xue Feizi in white coming in. Ying Hong walked out from behind him and walked to her side: "Miss."

Beauty Yu added a cup of tea, took a sip, and then folded her sleeves on one side and put it on the table.

"Sir Xue, my lady said she wanted you to help her diagnose the residual poison."

Xue Feizi moved to the side of Yu Meiren, stretched out his hand on the vein of Yu Meiren, and raised his lips slightly: "The poison has deepened, but it will not hurt your life for the time being. The medicine I prescribed for you before can only cure the skin. If you want to cure the root, you'd better know what the poison is."

Beauty Yu's eyelashes trembled gently. The man was still not dead. He knew that she could not tell him the name of the poison, but he also found a way to threaten her. However, the magic was one foot high and ten feet high. Although she could not speak, her fingers could still move.

Reach out a little in the teacup, and then draw it off on the table.

"If I know what poison it is, won't I solve it? Some poisons may not be caused in a day. If it is a chronic poison, it may have survived in my body for many years.

The traces of water slowly condensed into pieces. After Yu Mei finished writing, she waved her long sleeves and hid her fingers in her sleeves.

Xue Feizi's tongue trembled slightly, and his words did not come out in the end. He stared on the woman's eyebrows for a long time and just sighed: "I will come up with a solution as soon as possible, but it will still take some time."

"How long."

Beauty Yu wrote on the table with tea again. Seeing that Xue Feizi's eyebrows were tighter and seemed to be thinking, it took a long time to be born: "About six or seven days."

six or seven days? Yu Meiren's face was slightly condensed, and according to the time when Nangong Fu was poisoned, she went to most of it. For such a long time, the impersonation shadow had been injured by Nangong Fu. I'm afraid that the Beiqiu imperial dynasty had already collapsed.

Thinking of the impersonation shadow, Yu Meiren remembered the scene before that day. She always felt that there was something familiar in that person's eyes. Unfortunately, she had no chance to contact him at all. Yu Meiren remembered the general Yu just mentioned by Yinghong. There seemed to be no such person in the three armies, so could it be the impostor? Shadow.

Beauty raised her eyebrows and left a few lines of water on the table: "Three days, I only give you three days. If you can't solve the poison in my body within three days, I will find someone who can relieve my poison by myself."

After Yu Mei finished writing, she added another sentence: "If Dr. Xue has nothing to do, go back first. Ying Hong and I still have some daughters to say."

Hearing this, Xue Feizi did not refute and walked straight out of the door. Ying Hong wanted to keep up and close the door, but was stopped by Yu Meiren.

With the two of them, closing the door will inevitably cause others to suspect.

Beauty Yu wiped the water stains on the table with her sleeves, and wrote as small as possible this time: "Who is the shadow general who replaces me?"

Yinghong had long expected that Yu Meiren would ask this, but she had also been curious. At the moment of Qianju, such a chivalrous man suddenly appeared. The people of the Beiqiu imperial dynasty relieved the siege, and the light reflected on the man was no less than that of a real shadow general, as if he were born for the battlefield.

Later, she learned that the man was actually the "God General" Beiqiu, who was recited like a god, but she didn't know why he refused to use his identity to cast his name.

"Miss, I'm afraid you can't dream of who this person is."

Yinghong deliberately sold a barrier to make Yu Meiqi curious, but she immediately dispelled the other party's doubts.

"He turned out to be the person who should have died, the god general of the Beiqiu Dynasty, the seventh prince of the Beiqiu Dynasty at that time, Miss, you can't imagine."

With a bang, the teacup on one side of her arm was knocked to the ground. Yu Mei thought she had heard it wrong. For a moment, she looked in a trance and did not react.

The famous god general of the Beiqiu Dynasty, the once famous seventh prince of the Beiqiu Dynasty, and the least ambitious prince among the nine sons in the history of the Beiqiu Dynasty. This man is also her master's favorite person. This man who ruined her master never thought that he would appear to her in such a way at this time. The ear.

Is it him? Is it the real him? Instead of another impostor.

Beauty Yu was not sure. She remembered the star-like eyes she saw that day, and the golden armor reflected light but did not see his face clearly, and the dust-covered sword in his hand. At this moment, she was able to be sure that the world could play the general's reputation to the most This man is the only big man. No wonder he would do such a strange thing that day.

Is he still alive? This may be the question she wants to ask most now. Although she didn't know how deeply Xuan Xiyue hated this man, she must still love this man deeply, so she couldn't forget to find the news of the child.

Women's love can be very implicit, women's love can also be very intense, and women's love can also be very powerful. This is the difference between women and men. Beauty Yu has felt it, so she wants to live in Beiqiu, which is so simple.

Xue Feizi, this is the second time that Yu Meiren thinks of this man today. If Beiqiu is dying now, only this man known as the "sacred hand doctor" can save him. Unfortunately, she is not sure whether he is seriously injured now.

I'm afraid it's not that simple. According to her understanding of Nangong Fu, this man will not show mercy once he gets serious, so more than half of the possibility, Beiqiu has now fallen into a serious injury and coma.

Should I tell the master? Beauty Yu hesitated. Xuan Xiyue must be the person who wants to know Beiqiu to live most, but at this time, she has not decided to involve her master in this dispute.

"Miss, what are you thinking?"

Ying Hong cleaned up the fragments of the teacup on the ground. Just now, Yu Mei's behavior was a little strange, so she couldn't help interrupting her thoughts.

Beauty Yu came to her senses, smiled at Ying Hong, and shook her head.

It's time. Beauty Yu's eyes turned to the door. It was still early. She had to wait. In the evening, it was time for her to do something.