Jiao Xiaoliu slowly walked down to the pool and soaked her body in it. She closed her eyes and seemed to be enjoying herself. Keren and Kexin were waiting on her carefully.
"Kexin, has anything special happened during this time?" Jiao Xiaoliu suddenly spoke without opening his eyes.
Ke Xin was stunned, "What does the princess mean?"
"Everything." Jiao Xiaoliu's thoughts are very confused now. The dream she had now seems so real. She also thinks of the old monk Wukong she met in front of the Yingxian Pavilion last time. This kind of makes her subvert her own.
world view.
But after thinking about it, "A new sect called 'Spirit Snake' has emerged in the world and is very rampant. It is said that their backstage is Prince Shangguan Mo of the Qing Kingdom..." Jiao Xiaoliu opened his eyes suddenly, "'Spirit Snake'?
Why is this name so strange? It’s so weird when you hear it.”
"Everyone in this 'Spirit Snake' has two little snakes wrapped around their hands, so that's why they are named like this." Ke Xin said her guess and secretly glanced at Jiao Xiaoliu's reaction.
Seeing Jiao Xiaoliu shaking his head, with a joking look in his eyes, "Do you know where they have been recently?"
Before Ke Xin could say anything, Ke Ren spoke with a dissatisfied look on her face, "Where else could it be? It's in our Kyoto. Not long ago, our palace was full of snakes."
"All of them?" Jiao Xiaoliu sank down, letting the water cover his neck, and did not speak. It seems that it is necessary for him to go to the 'Zhenzhen Pavilion' again to find the 'Snake King'. Thinking of the Snake King, Jiao Xiaoliu
Something suddenly flashed through my mind, but I couldn't grasp it.
Jiao Xiaoliu shook his head and decided not to think about it, "By the way, how is the prince lately? For example, is he feeling unwell in any way?"
Ke Ke and Ke Xin looked at each other and said in unison, "No, everything is fine, Your Majesty."
"Oh." Jiao Xiaoliu mumbled and stopped talking.
Not long after Jiao Xiaoliu ran out, Feng Qianchen fell to the ground. The onset of poison became shorter and shorter each time, and the pain became more severe each time. This time he was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak. Bu Qingyun
When he entered the door, he saw Feng Qianchen lying on the ground, and ran over quickly, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." Feng Qianchen's lips turned a little white, "Don't tell the princess..." Bu Qingyun had tears in his eyes, "Your Majesty...
Please go down and ask for Mo Lan..."
Feng Qianchen curled up on the bed with Bu Qingyun's support, not wanting to move at all. But he still slowly warned Bu Qingyun, "If you still recognize me as your master, you must not beg Mo Lan. Do you hear me?"
Seeing that Bu Qingyun didn't respond for a while, Feng Qianchen said sharply, "Bu Qingyun, did you hear that?" Bu Qingyun bit his lips and nodded deeply, "Subordinate, follow your orders!"
Jiao Xiaoliu came back from the shower and found Feng Qianchen lying on the bed. He immediately panicked, "Bu Qingyun, what's going on? What's wrong with him?"
"Back to the princess, the prince must be too tired. He hasn't had a good rest in the past half month. Princess, you are awake now, so the prince can rest peacefully." Bu Qingyun answered very naturally. Jiao Xiaoliu didn't listen at all.
Without any clues, he could only nod his head and say "oh".
"Are you all exhausted recently? Go and have a rest. I'll just keep an eye on him." After a long while, Jiao Xiaoliu looked at Feng Qianchen's face that should have been unparalleled in splendor and ordered Bu Qingyun.
