Chapter 41 Untitled 4

When Ning Ye just wanted to speak, he saw a white figure jumping in front of him. Qing Ning looked at her coldly, "Ning Ye, I have given you so many opportunities. Why don't you cherish it? You killed my father and hurt my child. Now you hurt Nuan Yu, but why do you even give up the man you love deeply? You have to do it. What a cruel heart. How can you be so cruel!" While Qingning spoke, the shallow murderous air in her eyes became deep, like an obsidian falling into the water, cold and piercing. She looked at Zhong Xuanyu beside her and felt a faint pain in her heart.

"You, do you know martial arts?" Ning Ye seemed to be a little incoherent, and he couldn't help but panic.

"Since I woke up, I was forced to practice martial arts by Brother Qingquan. Now, it's time to use it."

"You, what do you want to do? Do you remember it?" Although Ning Ye didn't believe it in her heart, she couldn't help but say it, and the surprise on her face couldn't help but be a little more.

"I hide that the purpose I have already remembered is to kill you and avenge them!" As soon as Qingning finished speaking, she forced Ning Ye. Ning Ye looked at the weak Zhong Xuanyu in a panic. She wanted to use Zhong Xuanyu to threaten the unconscious Qingning, but before the sword in his hand touched him at all, she was stabbed in the heart by a sharp sword. She didn't know that she would be so fast that she had no strength to fight back. Angry, she snorted and looked at Qingning incredulously. When she slowly fell down, she looked at the man in black who blocked the fatal blow for herself. She was shocked. She seemed to recognize him. The feeling between his eyebrows, isn't this Ye Lun and who is it?

She looked at him like that. In the last second, the last second before she closed her eyes, she was relieved. Ye Lun, I'm sorry.

It turned out that he did not forget his promise to her before she entered the palace. He said that Yelun would kill him to protect the woman named Ning Ye. Ning Ye said that when she succeeded in recovering the country, he would leave here with Yelun. What he said did, but she forgot...

Qingning stood in front of Zhong Xuanyu with a long sword in his hand, staring at Leng Hongchen and Ningcheng. At this time, Zhong Xuanyu did not even have the strength to speak, so he could only let this thin girl stand in front of him. Qingning's determination and looked at all this, "If anyone wants to take this throne, kill me first. !"

"Ning Er..." Leng Hongchen looked at her eyes and couldn't say more. He still loved her after all.

Ning Cheng sneered and rushed forward with a sword step. After Leng Hongchen reacted, he immediately took action to stop Ning Cheng from hurting Ye. The two fought together, but he shouted out regardless of his safety, "Ning Er, take Zhong Xuanyu away quickly!" He tied Ningcheng tightly and could say this. Only this sentence, when she stood in front of him, he saw everything clearly. In his world, there will not be a woman named Nuanyu who is desperate to protect herself. People are like this. Every time they lose, they will regret it. However, until now, he loves, It is still the woman in front of Zhong Xuanyu now.

As soon as Leng Hongchen finished speaking, the door of Xuanzheng Hall was suddenly knocked open, and a smell of blood came. Zhong Qingquan was at the front of the team, and Mo Jing rode beside him.

The people in the room couldn't help but panic when they saw this. In an instant, they were in a mess again. Some people even had even fallen to the ground.

He looked at all this with an uninruly smile, raised the charm, Mo Jing waved his hand, and the thirty archers were ready to stand by.

"Kill Ningcheng!"

His cold voice sounded, and a gust of wind made everything quiet. The bow and arrow accurately avoided Leng Hongchen and hit Ningcheng. Ningcheng's eyes were tight. He didn't have time to feel the pain on his body, so he lost consciousness and fell down.

"All the soldiers obey their orders and arrest the judges. Don't let one person go!" Zhong Qingquan's magnificent momentum has already suppressed everything. He seems to be very satisfied with the consequences of Ningcheng. He no longer procrastinate and his tone is crisp.

Is that Dad's talisman? Qingning remembers that when she was a child, her father made gadgets for herself. She thought it was an ordinary stone, but she didn't expect that she had such rights.

Zhong Xuanyu looked at Zhong Qingquan. Zhong Qingquan quickly walked to Zhong Xuanyu's side. His eyes were anxious. He just took a look at Qingning, who was a little unsuspecting. Then he squatted down and gently touched the acupuncture point between Zhong Xuanyu's neck. He pretended to sigh helplessly, "When did my lord of Qingyan become so stupid?"

Zhong Xuanyu's face seemed to turn a little. He coughed a few times and smiled helplessly, "It's you who is too slow."

"I didn't get there. As you know, the military charm can't be used easily. I'm already very fast." Zhong Qingquan shook his head gently. He reached out and wiped the black and red blood at the corners of Zhong Xuanyu's mouth and sighed gently, "Now you can rest assured."

"It's okay, nothing happened to you, otherwise I'm afraid I really can't bear this Qingyan country." Zhong Xuanyu said, his voice was getting smaller and smaller, but the corners of his mouth were clearly smiling.

"Next, I'll carry it!" Zhong Qingquan looked at Zhong Xuanyu. For the first time, the eyes of the two brothers were so consistent, with a smile of approval. He looked at him and finally closed his eyes at ease.

Qingning quickly held Zhong Xuanyu's fallen body and hugged his body. The corners of her clothes were still dissipated with blood, like plum blossoms. She looked at Zhong Qingquan and had already recovered her previous calmness, "Brother Qingquan, what's going on?"

At this time, the Xuanzheng Hall was still messy. Leng Hongchen was pressed out of the Xuanzheng Hall. After a few words, Zhong Qingquan ignored everything around him and sat down and said, "After holding it for a few days, I will tell you that now, it's important to save Zhong Xuanyu first."

Qingning naturally knew the importance of the matter. She nodded gently, and several imperial doctors guarding the palace rushed over anxiously. Qingning has been staring at Zhong Xuanyu's eyebrows. How long has it been? How long has it been since she looked at him so well? If he can't wake up like this, what should she do?

Qingning shook her head quickly. She couldn't wait to slap herself hard. Why did she think so much now? He said that he would never leave himself.

The royal doctor also came in from the door at this time. The big box and small box quickly came forward to take Zhong Xuanyu's pulse. They frowned one by one and shook their heads and sighed.

Seeing that they were all like this, Qingning suddenly felt angry. She grabbed Zhong Xuanyu's hand tightly, and her indifferent voice sounded. There was no temperature in her eyes. "Since she is willing to stay in the palace, she must be willing to live and die with Qingyan. If you can't save the emperor, you might as well bury her."

Several imperial doctors are old in the palace. Naturally, they know the seriousness of the matter, but even so, they still dare not boast. They can only tremble and say, "The emperor is too poisoned. If the king of Qingyang hadn't sealed the emperor's acupuncture point in time, I'm afraid the emperor would have been early. I've gone first, but even so, it's still a lack of skills..."

The poison in Zhong Xuanyu, Qingning knew it clearly in her heart. She still held Zhong Xuanyu's hand tightly, and her eyes were not too much from his departure. "Let's take the emperor to the Yangxin Hall."

Seeing that she had no intention of embarrassment, several imperial doctors quickly packed up their things, found Yuyuan and carried Zhong Xuanyu up and brought it into the Yangxin Hall.

As time went by, Qingning stood outside the Yangxin Hall and paced back and forth at a loss. For some reason, there was some cold sweat on his back, and he remembered his physical discomfort in recent days. He was afraid that he didn't care too much because the weather was stained with wind and cold.

After a while, the imperial doctor came out of the house and quickly saluted after seeing Qingning. Although he didn't know why he respected this woman who didn't know her origin, she felt too much like the empress in her eyebrows.

"How's it going?" Qingning came forward to ask anxiously and glanced at the room, but he couldn't see anything.

"In the words of Miss Qingning, the poison in the emperor's body has been cleaned up, but the residual poison has still not been cleaned up. After all, the technique of blood exchange is not something that can be practiced, so the emperor may leave the root of the disease. I just said it is possible." The royal doctor saluted slowly, looked at Qingning's pale face, and quickly lowered his head.

Qingning listened to this ambiguous answer and was even more confused. "You mean, he can wake up?"

"If nothing happens. The emperor will wake up, but time is a mystery. I can't guarantee that the emperor will wake up in a short time.

After hearing this, Qingning nodded her head gently. As a result, she admitted that no matter what he became, she would still take care of him all her life. She took a deep breath, walked into the Yangxin Hall, looked at the man who was still lying quietly on the bed, and remembered that he was dressed in white. However, since he became the emperor, it seemed to have been Before she wore it, she slowly sat down, twisted a cold handkerchief, covered his forehead, and then looked at the royal doctor standing in a row behind her. "Okay, you go down and ask the maid to send the medicine. I'll come to you."

"Yes, I'm leaving." The imperial doctors answered in unison and retreated in turn.

Qingning looked at Zhong Xuanyu and held his hand tightly. "It must be very tired to bear so much alone. Now, it's all over. I'm here, so you have a good rest."

At the same time, in the Xuanzheng Hall, Zhong Qingquan is still sitting like that. His goodbye to her has quietly returned to four years ago. Although he is not strange, he is also familiar with it, and the deep wall has been built again.

He didn't know how he was in a mood. He leaned on the pillar as if he closed his eyes, but his heart was full of sadness.

"Your Majesty, how should Ning Ye and Ningcheng deal with it?" When the Xuanzheng Hall calmed down, the Yun bodyguard made time.

"Buried." Zhong Qingquan did not open his eyes. His long and narrow eyes seemed to be painful, and his frowning eyebrows never stretched. "Where's Mo Jing?"

"He has returned home."

"Have you ever told him about Nuan Yu?"

"He said that the people in the palace are dangerous. In this short time, he has experienced enough that glory and wealth are not as good as peace and joy. He went back home to pack up his things and was ready to leave here with warm jade."

What Yun Shiwei said was true. Zhong Qingquan listened and finally opened his eyes, "What about you? What's your plan?"

"Follow the Qingyan Emperor in this life, and the death remains unchanged."

He listened, and his narrow eyes bent again, "With your heartfelt left and right hands, what else can I be afraid of..."