Chapter 22 Danfeng poison for the flute control, Xiaomeng's horse by the water

"A good minister is the blessing of the world." There is an evil voice behind him.

Don't look back, I know who made such a nasty voice.

I said helplessly, "Mr. Ximen, haven't left Nanguo yet?"

"You didn't leave. I'm not willing to leave." Ximen Que walked to me with a smile.

I looked at him disdainfully and wanted to turn around and walk away.

"If the State of Shu and the State of Yan join hands, I don't know how long the southern country with a stable military base will last?"

Hearing the words, I was stunned. Why didn't I calculate this?

"You'd better not do that." I looked at him with firm eyes and said, "If you really do that, it will only make the state of Shu perish faster."

"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows gently.

"At present, the forces of Yan, Shu and the south are restraining each other. Although the State of Yan was attacking the Southern Kingdom on the surface, it did not activate all its military forces. If the State of Shu and the State of Yan joined hands, the Southern Kingdom would perish. At that time, one mountain will not tolerate two tigers. The fourth prince, how long do you think you can survive against the enemy of Yan according to the military strength of the State of Shu? I said that my tone was getting more and more powerful.

Ximenque looked at me obliquely, as if he didn't care about this at all: "So in your opinion, what should I do?"

I turned my back and didn't look at him: "Under the world, there is nothing that can scare the State of Yan than the allied forces of Southern Shu. At that time, both military and national strength were the most powerful. There is no shortage of elite soldiers and good generals. I suddenly thought of something: "But..."

"But what?" The people behind him also restrained some smiles.

My voice became extremely gloomy, and I leisurely looked at the lotus flowers swaying in the lake in front of me: "However, war is just a feast of death. In the end, whether it is the South or the South, the State of Yan or the State of Yan, and the State of Shu is still the State of Shu. No matter who rules the world, it is only the people who end the war.

If there is a king who can not be for his own selfishness, without force, and get a peaceful and prosperous life for the people, that is the greatest happiness of the world.

There was no sound behind him for a long time. For a long time, I thought he had left long ago. His voice was very soft: "I'm afraid that such a king will not appear in your mind in hundreds of years."

"Real?" I turned around and smiled, "But it won't be you, Ximenque! A wandering person like you doesn't deserve to have a country at all.

Hearing my words, his eyes suddenly became cold and he said angrily, "In this world, the success is the king and the loser is the bandit. Murong Yu, you are so stingy that you are not afraid that you still have my Danfeng on your body?

I said coldly, "So what? So far, I haven't acted freely."

After saying that, I turned around and wanted to leave.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in my chest, like tens of thousands of ants gnawing.

There was a sound of the flute behind him. Hearing the sound of the flute, the pain spread from the chest to the whole body. Cold sweat oozed from my painful forehead, and my face was dark yellow. I held my chest and looked at the person who was playing the piccolo: "Is it poison?"

He stopped the flute, put the piccolo into his sleeve, and said, "This is just a lesson for you. I don't want to tell you to restrain your mouth in the future. I still like your clever mouth. I just want you to remember that your life is in my hands now.

"I will never be controlled by you and do anything for you." I gritted my teeth.

"Don't talk too early. I know you are smart, and the art of Qihuang is unparalleled. But my phoenix is poisonous, but it is your nemesis of Murong Yu.

No matter how good your medical skills are, you don't deserve the antidote. Otherwise, I wouldn't have so much confidence to use it on you. After saying that, he laughed and left.

I stood where I was angrily and looked at the back. I can't wait to go up and pinch him to pieces.

Danfeng is colorless, tasteless and sexual. I didn't expect it to be poisonous. This kind of poison will not be abnormal at ordinary times, and there will be no sign of the poisoner unless it is controlled by the piccolo in Ximenque's hand.

No wonder I haven't been able to start all the time. It turns out that Danfeng has no antidote at all. Only the people who are configured know how to solve it.

......

Ye Yu saw me enter the door without saying anything, and continued to bury his head in the post.

I lay lazily in **: "Ye, didn't you say that there are other things to come to Nanguo?"

"Hm?" Ye Yu still didn't look up.

"But I haven't seen you take a lot of action. What's the matter?" My voice is very low.

Ye Yu didn't say anything. I understand that every time he is like this, there are only two situations, one is acquiescence, and the other is that he doesn't want to say it.

"After Yin Xueyuan's matter is solved, shall we go back to Taoyuan?"

"What's the matter?"

"I want to go back. I want the three of us to live there and never come out. The people outside are so terrible!" At least it's more terrible than the people on the fantasy continent.

I don't care about what the master said. What can a woman have to stop, solve and do those things?

There was no sound there for a long time, just as I was about to fall asleep: "I'm afraid I can't go back in my life."

"Why?" I said lightly.

Ye Yu still didn't say anything.

"I don't know how Qin Huang is doing now. I don't know where he is. I said to myself.

"You are not suitable to be born in such a troubled time." Ye Yu suddenly glanced at me with complicated eyes.

At this time, I was not in the mood to analyze his words at all, and I was not in the mood to guess what was inexplicable in his eyes.

He turned around and fell asleep in a daze.

The flowers by the river are flying all over the sky, and the warblers and butterflies are flying, and the flowing water is gloomy.

"Yu'er, I'll wear this for you." An eight- or nine-year-old boy held a beautiful wreath in his tender hands and put it on the head of a little girl in green. The girl is only six or seven years old.

"Brother Ling Ran, what is this?"

"Is it a phoenix crown?"

"What's the matter with the phoenix crown?" The girl's voice is naive.

"It is the most beautiful gift given by Brother Ling Ran to Yuer. Yuer, do you like it?"

"Yu'er likes it. As long as it's something sent by Ling Ran's brother, Yu'er likes it."

"When I grow up, when I sit as the emperor, I will definitely give Yuer a bigger and more beautiful one. At that time, Yu'er will be my queen. The boy suddenly stretched out his hand and waved it suddenly, and there were some children's tenderness in the awe-inspiring atmosphere.

"Why should Yu'er be the queen!"

"Because Yuer is the saint of Huai and my favorite girl."

Although the little girl doesn't know what a saint is, she doesn't know what a queen is. But when I heard the word "like" it, I still blushed unnaturally.

The little boy suddenly took the girl's hand: "Yu'er, let's go, I'll take you to ride a horse!"

The boy pulled the girl on the horse, and the two rode together. The girl was protected by the boy.

In the vast sea of flowers, butterflies are flying, and horseshoes pass by, occasionally starting a few swallows on the ground. The girl tried to reach out her hand and took down the pear blossoms on the tree. The two of them galloped their horses and buried them farther away.

......