In this situation, she really has no choice, and now her situation is at its peak. Time can slow it down, "You are right, but Feng Ning has no choice. Both the soul-lifting kite and the longevity pearl are in the feather."
Weishan Mansion, but He Shuwen's life cannot be delayed. As long as the leader saves He Shuwen's life first, Feng Ning will give it to him, the soul kite and the pearl of longevity." She would naturally give it to him, but only if he still has it.
Just get it.
Gui Yanluo's eyes darkened, his red sword eyebrows covered with mist of suspicion, his eyes squinted at the dead person on the ground, and then looked over again, "Why should I believe you?"
He leaned slightly, raised his eyes and looked at the crescent moon moving in the sea of clouds in the sky sadly, and then said with a smile: "The leader has no choice." He doubted what he could do, and wanted to enter the Yuwei Mountain Mansion. In this world,
, she is the only shortcut.
He understood what she meant. In order to hold the Soul Kite and the Pearl of Immortality, he had to accept all the threats. Once he got it, she would pay a heavy price for her disrespect. "I agree."
"No——." Huang Haojun, who had been wandering in surprise and astonishment, suddenly said, which naturally made everyone look back. His eyes stared at Feng Ning warily, and the greedy color really made people feel guilty, "Master
, I cannot let her leave the Cangze Imperial Palace." He finally brought her to him. She was like a clear shadow. If he respects the master and lets her leave, whatever happens on the way, everything will come to an end.
At the starting point, the figure that I have been chasing for several years will disappear.
Feng Ning looked over calmly, but her heart sank in vain. She wanted to leave, but she forgot that someone still had a dirty desire for her.
Gui Yanluo closed his eyes, thought of something, and then smiled and said: "I almost forgot, now Yushuo and Cangze are in the battle stage, your safety must not be compromised."
His heart tightened, and when he heard the word "Yushuo", he felt a burst of pain in his chest. Fang looked sideways at Gui Yan Luo and wanted to open his lips lightly, but before he could take a breath, Gui Yan Luo's eyes narrowed and he raised his hand to wave.
When I came over, the flower branches on the flower stand behind me fell lightly in an instant, and the remaining flowers and leaves on the ground were blown feebly by the night wind.
Feng Ning only felt that the blood in his body was flowing backwards, like the red lotus fire burning in a ghost prison. His skill was too deep and unfathomable, and his level of skill was no different from anything else. After staggering back, if Cui Niang hadn't been holding him up, he would have
He will definitely fall down without warning, "What are you doing?"
Finally, I saw that she had emotions other than calmness. Although the frown and anger came from the pain in her body, Gui Yanluo smiled sinisterly and said: "The wisdom of the Empress and Empress will always make people lose focus and ignore some important things."
Thing, destroying that level of skill in your body is just to ensure that His Royal Highness King Jin can feel at ease. As for the trip to Yuwei Mountain Mansion, I will leave Cui Niang to do it for me. I believe you are here and she will do whatever you tell her.
Don’t dare to be negligent in the slightest.”
Weird and insidious sounds rang out all around, and after lightly hitting the mist, there seemed to be waves of horrifying echoes left behind. Since the intention was to be seen through, Feng Ning was helpless at this time. She laughed at herself in her heart and curled up her lips, "
There is a condition."
Ghost Yama said: "Tell me about it."
Ling Luan's breath was stagnant in her chest. Feng Ning knew that if she didn't recover, the consequences would only make her weaker. Instead of responding to Gui Yan Luo's words, she said to Cui Niang, "Is your injury serious?"
Cui Niang responded: "Master, the injuries are not serious, but the internal strength is damaged." Gui Yanluo's skills are so terrifying that even the people from the Yushuo Imperial Palace are no match for her. The slap she received just now, her internal strength is damaged.
After losing several layers, it would be impossible to recover within a year and a half, and the master knew this, but she did not want to point it out.
Her heart twisted, and the fishy smell in her throat became even stronger. When she finally closed her eyes, blood gushed out. Cui Niang's expression became a little anxious. She wanted to say something, but when she saw the master's signal, she finished her words completely.
Swallowed it.
Feng Ning took off the only jade hairpin with glazed water patterns on her head and handed it to Cui Niang. There was a little more expectation in her jade eyes, as quiet as a deep pool.
Cui Niang understood what her master meant. The master was saying that the soul-carrying kite should not be thrown away, and the longevity pearl should not be given up. And this jade hairpin completely highlighted her longing for his majesty. Two lines of tears fell from her Wuxu face, and her jaw dropped slightly.
: "Master, don't worry, Cui Niang will not forget your master's instructions."
After getting along for nearly ten years, Feng Ning has never seen Cuiniang smile, let alone cry. She always stays by his side silently, playing the role of maid. Both she and Huan Jiong are
Knowing her own temperament, she reserved things that they took for granted, and the occasional gentleness in her eyes silently told that their relationship was beyond master and servant.
Feng Ning was slightly relieved and looked sideways at Gui Yanluo, "I will let Cuiniang see you give the antidote to He Shuwen and take Mei Niang's body to He Shuwen. Also, this time
The journey to Yuwei Mountain Mansion is long, and Cuiniang's body cannot withstand the long journey, so the leader must send someone to take good care of her along the way, at least a carriage."
Now that things have happened, Gui Yanluo no longer cares what tricks she can play. As long as he can get the soul-lifting kite and the longevity pearl, it is a trivial matter. It is just a matter of saying to her, "Humph——, you are cold-hearted."
You must be blind. A master who cares so much about his subordinates is a rare sight in a hundred years. I will comply with your request."
Feng Ning tried her best to stand firm, but the pain and exhaustion in her body was still eating away at her consciousness bit by bit. Gui Yanluo waved his hand, and a black figure immediately appeared in the night, picked up Mei Niang's body and disappeared into the night.
"Master, take care. Cui Niang will definitely go and come back early." The indescribable worry made Cui Niang feel entangled in her heart. She finally saw her master. Now that she is gone, what should she do now that she has no control over her?
?Now Yushuo's situation is unknown, and she has to leave. Although her master's wisdom is unparalleled in the world, she can't help but worry about it. She hopes that this disabled body can gain some strength and complete the tasks assigned by the master as soon as possible.
The cold night wind sent Cuiniang and Ghost Yama away. If she hadn't felt that her body was as light as a feather, she might have felt that if she was admiring the moonlight in Yin Ye as usual, she leaned forward to return to the palace, but when she turned around, people were surprised.
He hugged her sideways, unable to resist or struggle, and leaned quietly in Huang Haojun's arms, with the same heartbeat, but not the same temperature and the same person.
"Do you really want to leave me that much? Emperor Yu Shuo has everything I have, and some even more than him."
Fu Ran smelled a slightly sad voice, and Feng Ning couldn't help but feel a little surprised. She was used to seeing his arrogant and proud expression, but now it had a bitter taste, and she sighed slightly, "But you are not him, Feng Ning's
Once love is exiled, there is never any intention of taking it back.”
He paused slightly, then stepped onto the steps and crossed the threshold. The sandalwood in the hall was still as misty as yarn, and the wind through the window lattice swayed the moonlight Qianhua all over the ground. "If you met me first, you would love me as much as you love him."
Me?"
Feng Ning was unable to cope with the sudden gentle words. No matter what his mentality was when he said these words, "Your Majesty, no matter in that life or that life, there will be no 'if'." In the past life, if his father had not died,
, grandma would not call her a broom star, and mother would not abandon her as time goes by. However, those assumptions are just her own wishful thinking, and reality will easily defeat her.
She was so heartless that she was stingy about even lying to herself. The beaded curtains swayed crisply. She turned away from the lightly swung curtains and looked down at the weak woman in her arms. Her pale jade face was filled with confusion.
His eyes and lips stained red with blood added a touch of luster. His eyes suddenly became sharp, and the corners of his lips evoked his usual sinister smile, "I will tell you what if."
'When it becomes a fact, one day your love will only be exiled in this king's world."
Fengning closed her eyes, not wanting to look at someone's confident expression. If he was more confident, it would only make her feel that Yushuo was more dangerous, and would only add a bit more burden to her gradually crumbling defense. There was a little warmth on her forehead.
She knew he had kissed her through the moist feeling.
"Go to sleep, I will watch over you tonight." He held her hand tightly, transmitting Qi, so as to alleviate the discomfort in her body.
He doesn't want to take her abruptly. It's so easy to conquer her now, but her heart is not in one day or another. He likes challenges, and Nalan Fengning will be the greatest sense of accomplishment in his life. As long as she lives,
Time, there is plenty of it.
Cui Niang has been away for several days, and Gui Yanluo has not appeared in Fengyi Palace again. There is still no news about Yu Shuo, but every time she looks at Huang Haojun's dark and sometimes clear look, she always feels uneasy.
It wasn't because she was afraid of his intimidation, but because his emotions were always related to Yu Shuo's war, she forced herself to think about the good, but the news about that person always made her feel unbearable.
The breath in her body returned to gloominess. She didn't know whether she was wrong or right for rashly rescuing Mei Niang that night. She only remembered that in addition to wanting to know what happened to Yushuo, she also felt a little bit intolerant. But in the end, Yushuo
What exactly happened, but no one gave her a compassionate answer.
The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the flowers were blooming, mesmerizing the flying butterflies and busy bees. The fragrance of the flowers brought by the breeze swayed the melancholy in the whole palace. She was not a sentimental person, but she still couldn't help but feel sad at this moment, so she put down her hand.
He put the pen in his hand and looked out sideways. The white clouds in the sky were rolling in and out.
There would be no news coming from him. That powerful and domineering person would never leave her alone. The bad foreboding that had arisen in her heart in the past few days always made her feel uneasy, but it could stop him from following his footsteps.
Come on, Huang Haojun is really quite capable.
The faint fragrance of ink brought her back from her thoughts, and she looked down at the Xingxingjuanxiu calligraphy written on the desk. It was an achievement she had practiced for several years. She recalled that at the beginning she found it troublesome and her calligraphy was bad,
The master finally couldn't stand it, so he took out a book and let it pass for plagiarism. He had nothing to do, so he could pass the time. However, the book was very magical, and the sentences were really nothing special, even boring. But after reading it silently, he could still pass the time.