Chapter 55 If the two hearts are like the first time, why do they need to be so independent

Just when Uncle Li's hand was busy and didn't know what to do, his pale face suddenly shed two tears along the corners of his eyes.

Uncle Li was stunned in place. He only felt that his heart was blocked by something in an instant, and he couldn't say a word.

The prince burst into tears!

He has been with Xiao Yeyu for so many years. What kind of hardships he has not experienced? Even if the pain of bones is full, Xiao Yeyu will drive him out of the house, clench his teeth and bear it alone, and compete with fate alone.

This is the first time he shed tears when he saw Xiao Yeyu.

"Son..." Uncle Li finally shouted out the two words stuck in his throat, but those two words were so difficult that he exhausted his strength that he didn't even know whether the person in front of him heard it or not.

For a long time, Xiao Yeyu sighed and took a deep breath: "Do you have any news about the detectives of Shu?"

"What does the prince mean?"

"Qingcheng Hall, Changmen Palace!"

So that's it. Only then did Uncle Li understand why the prince was like this just now. It turned out that he thought of Murong Yu. It's a pity that the prince has a bad fate. After all, he is different from ordinary people. If you owe some debts, you have to get them back, even if that person is your closest person. So after all, she can only be the person buried in his heart. I can't say this. I can't understand it.

Uncle Li's hand wanted to hold the wheelchair, but he couldn't take it back uncommally. He hung in the air and didn't know what to do. The news came back, but seeing the prince's expression just now, should I tell him what would happen if he knew? Can his sore heart bear it?

Xiao Yeyu seemed to feel that the simple and honest person behind him was a little uneasy and said lightly, "What did the detective say?"

Uncle Li asked when he saw Xiao Yeyu. Let's say it. Even if you don't say it, the prince will know it sooner or later: "Miss Murong is poisoned again!"

Hearing this, the person in the wheelchair turned the wheelchair with his left hand and turned to Uncle Li: "What poison?"

Turning around, Uncle Li happened to look carefully at the face that he had just carried the moonlight and didn't see clearly. This is not like a living face. There is no trace of blood on his face. His face is full of cold sweat, and his eyes are red and about to burst out. The slender knuckles holding the wheelchair are tightly clasped, and his little finger is still shaking weakly.

This incompleteness has tortured people to such a point, but the prince has been holding back the will that is about to be controlled by poison and talking to himself insipidly.

Uncle Li couldn't stand it anymore. He came forward to pick up Xiao Yeyu, and his voice was more bitter and gloomy: "Sir, you can't support it like this anymore. I'll hug you to **."

Seeing that Uncle Li has not answered, Xiao Yeyu was slightly angry: "What kind of poison is there? Cough..." Under the knot of breath, he coughed.

Uncle Li knows the prince's temperament and is unwilling if he doesn't understand it clearly, especially if it is related to Murong Yu, so he said, "It's a separation of the soul!"

What? The soul is scattered??

"Do you know who poisoned it?"

Uncle Li took the detective's letter out of his sleeve and handed it to Xiao Yeyu.

Xiao Yeyu's slender and white hands trembled and took the letter and unfolded. Just as a drop of sweat on his forehead fell like morning dew, dripping on the word "Yu" on the letterhead.

Xiao Yeyu quickly finished reading the letter, and a calm mood could no longer be controlled, and the fingers holding the armrest became tighter and tighter.

How can she be so stupid? Unexpectedly, in order to save Chengyu and Song Lian, they extradited their souls. She won't be unaware of what a dangerous poison the soul dispersion is. Although the toxicity of the poison can be reduced after extradition, if the antidote can not be found, the immortals will be saved.

Why can't she change this compassionate problem? How many people die every day in this world? If anyone asks her to save her life, how long can she live?

Xiao Yeyu clenched the note in his hand and pinched it into powder: "In the future, the spy's letter will be sent directly to me, and there is no need to pass you."

"Yes!"

"Has Qin Huang found the whereabouts of Xuanwu Stone?"

These four sacred stones are now under control, but only the basalt stone does not know where it was born. Even at the beginning and on the mainland, there was no sign of the owner of basalt.

"There is no news about Xuanwu Stone yet. Mr. Qin came to the secret protection and said that he would arrive in three days.

Xiao Yeyu still leaned his back on the wheelchair and closed his eyes deeply: "Flying Pigeon Biography told him to go directly to Shu without returning to China. By the way, send someone to find the antidote to the scattered soul!"

"Yes!" Although Uncle Li agreed, there was still a trace of worry on his face. This soul dispersion is one of the strange poisons created by the poisonous saint Xiaoyaozi, which is no worse than the red of the crane. Now that Murong Yu has extradited the soul and is not dead, I don't know if she has used other methods to reduce the medicinal properties. If so, I'm afraid that in addition to Xiaoyaozi, only Murong Yu can solve the poison on his body.

Cough... Xiao Yeyu coughed twice and then said, "If the State of Qi wants to be secretly, we must not let them get her first. Use our own troops when necessary.

"Sir, our troops have been keeping a low profile for so many years. What we have been waiting for is to use troops for a while to complete the great cause of the prince. If it is exposed now, I'm afraid it will make the Chonghua Hall step up its defense. The old slave thinks that we can use the power of the State of Shu when necessary!"

"Cough... Cough... This is also good... This matter will be handled by a credible person. If necessary, you can do it yourself!"

"Yes!" Seeing that Xiao Ye was coughing more and more, Uncle Li came forward to hold the wheelchair and said, "I'd better work hard for you!"

"No, you go out!" Xiao Yeyu suddenly said coldly.

"But you..."

"Go out..."

Uncle Li saw that Xiao Yeyu's attitude was so determined that it was useless to persuade him again. How could the prince have received help from others for so many years? It's just that Xiao Yeyu, like this, inevitably makes people feel admirable and distressed. Such a gorgeous and handsome man in the world, but the sky can't see him perfect after all. However, he was poisoned by such inhuman poison.

Although Uncle Li hesitated, he had no choice but to retreat.

Wait for Uncle Li to close the door. Xiao Yeyu's body suddenly trembled uncontrollably. He suddenly held the carved armrest by the bed, the ferocious corners of his mouth twitched, and his white face, which had long been without blood, was full of struggle. But the more painful this body is, the more and the yearning for that person in my heart is becoming clearer and clearer. In those days in Taoyuan, the days when she is by my side, how happy I am. But I have never expressed it to anyone, because I have long been used to burying everything in my heart, and my emotions are not good.

Uncle Li, standing outside under the window, suddenly heard a loud noise, which seemed to be the sound of the prince's wheelchair falling down. Uncle Li was worried, like tens of thousands of ants tossing around. He wanted to open the door again, but his outstretched hand hung in mid-air. The prince definitely doesn't want others to see his uncomfortable appearance at this time. If you go in, not only can't help you, but it will make him even more unhappy.

Xiao Ye in the room was unbearable. He wanted to leap to ** with light power, but at this time, he had no strength at all. He pushed the wheelchair to the bedside and wanted to grab the ** curtain tent to climb up, but the curtain could not support his heavy body at this time. It was pulled off, and his body turned over, driving the wheelchair under him to fall to the ground together.

Xiao Yeyu trembled and grabbed the silver needle of **. The scholar Murong Yu looked at the right acupuncture points on his leg, but his technique was not as skillful and professional as her, and the pain was still not alleviated.

At this time, the ghostly face suddenly flashed in my mind, which was so clear, as if it were in front of my eyes.

Xiao Yeyu stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the face. His hand hung in mid-air but it was empty. The silver needle in his hand fell to the ground. The crisp sound pulled back Xiao Yeyu's confused thoughts and quickly picked up the silver needle on the ground. The baby was generally held in the palm of his hand, but the other hand just clenched his chest. This kind of missing becomes more and more intense every time there is a toxic attack, and the pain of missing is more and more suffocating.

Xiao Yeyu's hands were clenched tighter and tighter, and two drops of tears flowed on his paper-white face again. This kind of missing is not so much tormenting yourself as a good medicine that can relieve the poison and bone-eating on your body. Because he couldn't tell whether the pain came from his heart or from bone-eating.

At the same time, the Changmen Palace of the Imperial Palace of Shu.

Hanmei and I were playing chess. Just as I was about to raise a white piece, my fingers holding the chess piece trembled slightly, causing the body to tremble violently, and then there was a pain in my heart, and there was evil blood in my throat.

"Puff..." A mouthful of blood spewed out and dyed the white jade chessboard red.

"Something happened to Ye Yu!"