Hibiscus Pondside.

Fan Qinghe was wearing a red and yellow winter skirt, leaning against a willow tree with his arms folded, looking at the boat full of talented people and beauties on the lake. His eyes were a little boring, maybe because he felt that these high-spirited literary talents, no matter their appearance or appearance, were

His temperament and conversation are incomparable to those of Night Terror Hall.

After waiting for a long time by the lake, the sentry bird flew back from the night sky, landed on his shoulder and urged me "chirp, chirp, chirp...".

Fan Qinghe secretly thought something was wrong. He immediately turned around and walked quickly with the birds, asking:

"Did something happen at Night Terror Hall?"

"Chiji..."

Birds flew in front and cooed a few words, but unfortunately they didn't understand the meaning.

Fan Qinghe did not dare to be careless, and crossed the Furong Pond along the lake shore, and soon came to the Furong Garden on the east side.

Furong Garden was the place where the host stayed. Chen Hezhi and others arranged to rest here. Because of Ye Jing Hall's superior status, it was specially arranged on the island in the center of the lake with the best scenery.

The small island in the middle of the lake is connected to the shore by a stone bridge, surrounded by flowers and trees. In the middle is a pavilion with a panoramic view of the mountains and rivers. At this time, eight black police officers were patrolling the bridge.

Fan Qinghe quickly crossed the stone bridge and came to the attic. Seeing that there was no one in the large living room on the first floor, he followed the stairs to the second floor.

On the second floor, the study and bedroom facing the lake are integrated. They are separated by a partition bead curtain. There is also a beauty screen in the window. Because it is lit with lights, it looks quite interesting...

Fan Qinghe had just gone up the stairs and paused when he saw this scene. A flash of suspicion flashed in his eyes - could he have tricked me back and then here...

Fan Qinghe was obviously very nervous. He looked around, worried that the Night Terror Hall would suddenly appear. He pushed her down on the bed and kissed her. However, when he looked around, he found that there was a Taoist figure on the canopy bed behind the bead curtain.

sit.

"Night Terror Hall?"

Fan Qinghe quickly came to the front and opened the bead curtain. It could be seen that the black python robe in the Night Terror Hall had been taken off, and he was sitting cross-legged on the bed wearing only close-fitting black clothes. He performed the Menziwu Jue with his hands, his face was slightly red, and his forehead was still red.

With a light white mist.

"Chi chi chi..."

Niaoniao was very worried about Tongtang's night terrors, so she slapped Fan Qinghe's calf with her wings to urge her, probably meaning - help me quickly, Tangtang is about to get ready...

Fan Qinghe saw that something was wrong, and stopped thinking wildly. He came forward and wanted to check Ye Jingtang's pulse. Unexpectedly, as soon as he made a move, Ye Jingtang put away his left hand.

"Be careful."

Ye Jingtang opened his eyes and pointed to the red marks on his fingertips:

"This poison is very strong, be careful. Look at what this is."

Seeing this, Fan Qinghe became more cautious. He put the handkerchief in his palm, held Ye Jingtang's hand and looked at it carefully. He also fanned with his hand, took a slight smell, and frowned:

"It's the strange poison from Cangshan Hedinghong, Beiliang Canglong Cave. It's not too overbearing, but it's very rare. It's more troublesome to solve..."

Seeing that it was just poison, Ye Jingtang secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "I have practiced bathing in fire. As long as you can't die on the spot, it will be fine. Just slowly remove the poison."

Fan Qinghe naturally knew that it was fine, but relying on the bathing in fire to detoxify was very harmful to the spirit. The last time the demon girl was poisoned, she lay in bed for several days. Ye Jingtang has been busy with official duties recently, and has to deal with the menacing Beiliang. How can the killer withstand this torture?

For this reason, Fan Qinghe got up, took a small medicine box from his belongings, and searched inside for various medicines prepared in advance, as well as silver needles and other medical equipment.

Ye Jingtang naturally didn't say anything when he saw this. He untied the belt at his waist and exposed his broad chest.

?

Fan Qinghe was getting something when he noticed that the man next to him began to undress and take off his belt, and he panicked:

"What are you doing? You've been poisoned..."

Ye Jingtang paused slightly: "Aren't you going to get an acupuncture? Are you going to take off your clothes?"

"..."

Fan Qinghe thought about it, blinked his eyes, and changed his words:

"You have to follow the doctor's orders. Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Then should I take it off or not?"

Fan Qinghe arranged the silver needles beside the bed, pretending to be a highly respected female doctor:

"Just take off your shirt, lie on the pillow, and don't move around."

Ye Jingtang shook his head secretly, took off his clothes and lay on the pillow, placing his left hand beside the bed.

Fan Qinghe sat closer, first padding his thighs with cloth, and then pillowing Ye Jingtang's left hand on his legs, using cotton dipped in potion to wipe off the red traces on his fingertips.

Fan Qinghe looks like a dedicated and serious female nurse in both expression and demeanor, but unfortunately her figure is a bit bullying for ordinary girls.

At this time, he sat on the bed with his back to Ye Jingtang, and put his left hand on his lap. The posture was the same as that of Ye Jingtang lying on the pillow, with his left hand holding the girl sitting beside the bed.

Ye Jingtang's ribs are close to the round buttocks. When you look up, you can see the perfectly curved waistline, shoulders and back, as well as the bright and moving profile. Originally, I was feeling a little tight in my chest, but I forgot about it at this time, and couldn't help but recall it in my mind. Hehe dumped grandma...

"..."

Ye Jingtang blinked his eyes, feeling that his intentions were not right, so he turned away and looked at Niao Niao who peeked his head out from the bead curtain, wanting to tease him to relieve his boredom.

But when Birdie saw this look, he felt that Tangtang had no conscience and wanted to push it out of the window. It was almost used to it, so it immediately turned around and walked away, with a tough look like "You don't need to say anything, Birdie will go on his own."

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Fan Qinghe wiped his fingers clean and was about to prick the needle when he saw the bird rushed away in anger and turned around:

"Night Terror Hall, what do you want to do by driving the birds out?"

Ye Jingtang looked confused: "I didn't chase it away, I just looked at it..."

"If you didn't chase it away, how could it run away in anger?"

Fan Qinghe felt that Ye Jingtang couldn't restrain his possessiveness. He felt a little panicked, but he couldn't leave the patient alone, so he gritted his teeth and said:

"I know you have thoughts about me, but you still have to behave like a gentleman. If Princess Tianlang is here, you still have to call me your elder. But you can't just... think that I am weak now."

Ye Jingtang was a little helpless: "Miss Fan, I really had a misunderstanding before..."

Fan Qinghe doesn't believe that they can misunderstand several times in a row. Besides, even if they kiss and look at each other, the misunderstanding can be treated as if it never happened?

She hasn't married anyone yet and her innocence has been completely ruined. Is it possible that she will become a nun in the future...

Fan Qinghe was worried, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. After pricking a few needles in his left hand, he turned to sit sideways and pricked his arm, and continued:

"If you can take over the position of King Tianlang and unify all the tribes in the West Sea, according to the custom of marriage between the Dongming tribe and the Qianchi tribe, I will have to marry into the royal court as the princess even if I am not happy. You can only force me.

I admit it. But now you are the Duke of the Wei Dynasty, and I am the clan leader of the Dongming Tribe. You still want me to be your concubine, no matter how hard it is? I will not do such a thing that is disrespectful to my ancestors.

Dry……"

Ye Jingtang thought for a moment and asked doubtfully:

"After all, Yunli and I call Miss Fan aunt. I am the King of Tianlang, can you be the princess?"

Fan Qinghe frowned: "Who is your aunt? Princess Tianlang is just the elder sister of my clan. She has been in the fifth server. She can be married in both the Northern and Southern Dynasties. Moreover, in the princely family, what is important is that they are well-matched. The prince of Wei

, it’s not like there are no nieces and aunts..."

Ye Jingtang nodded slightly: "If you think about it this way, then it is indeed possible."

"..."

Fan Qinghe realized that the topic was wrong and quickly said seriously:

"What's allowed? Marriage is a matter of mutual consent. After you became the Duke of the country, you started to do bad things and want to do those tricks of family marriage?"

Ye Jingtang sighed helplessly: "I'm just following what Miss Fan said."

Fan Qinghe felt that his few words had cleared away Ye Jingtang's psychological barriers, and he felt even more uneasy. He put his hand on Ye Jingtang's chest and silently helped with the acupuncture.

After working for a while, Fan Qinghe felt that Ye Jingtang was secretly looking at her, so he picked up a piece of cloth and covered Ye Jingtang's eyes.

"?"

The night terror hall didn't know what to say - it used to be normal without covering up, but with it covered you couldn't see anything, but the situation was completely different. He only felt that there was a big beauty pressing on him, and his hands were touching his shoulders and chest, and she felt a warm fragrance.

Rushing towards my face, my breath is close to my ears, it’s very sultry...

In order not to scare Miss Fan, Night Terror Hall suppressed the distracting thoughts, because detoxification really consumes energy. Finally, he simply relaxed his mind and slowly entered a half-dream and half-awake state under the stimulation of acupuncture...

——

Across the lake, in the peony garden.

The banquet in Wangjiang Pavilion ended silently in an atmosphere where everyone wanted to be pissed to death. Chen Hezhi, Old Master Zhou and others only smiled happily when they left the house, with the corners of their mouths almost reaching their ears.

Li Si and others obviously couldn't laugh. They returned to their accommodation in silence and held an internal meeting. The students in a serious atmosphere did not dare to approach and ask questions.

On the lawn outside the peony garden, the atmosphere was also not very good.

Hua Qingzhi was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the brightly lit lake, with a hint of loneliness in her brows. She looked even more distraught than when she learned that her chronic illness could not be cured.

The bodyguard Hua Ning and the maid Lv Zhu were standing behind them, with different expressions on their faces, but they were all solemn.

"According to my inquiries, the only prince who came to Furong Garden today and wore a black python robe was Duke Wu An. Although the son of Lord Zhen Guo was here, he was not given a python robe by the empress. If he was given a python robe, it should be red, and it is impossible to give it black.

…”

"How could it be? The handsome young man I met at the Wang Family Medical Center was upright, gentle and elegant. He seemed to be the kind of true gentleman who was both decent and gentle. He was also very talented and learned. How could he be such a murderer and disturb the West?
To be continued...