The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

406 Chapter 405: Jing Zhanli was hunted down
The cold wind blew past, and a slender figure fell a few meters ahead.

Under the dim night light, the outline of the woman is hazy, and the face cannot be seen clearly, but the bone appearance in the dim night is also extremely beautiful.

Jing Zhanli got off the carriage, winked, and opened the folding fan lightly: "Who is the girl?"

Feng Yuan slowly raised her eyes, her golden pupils drifted past You Leng, and her red lips curled slightly: "The one who wants to kill you."

Jing Zhanli raised his chin slightly, squinted his eyes slightly: "Jing Chaoci sent you here?" Looking at the entire Jin Dynasty, Jing Chaoci is the only one who wants his life the most, and he sneered softly: "Send one When the woman comes over, does Jing Chaoci underestimate me, or is there no one under his command?"

"It's pretty crazy," Feng Yuan sneered, and slowly stepped forward, "For a while, don't kneel down and beg for mercy."

"Then see if you have the ability to give this opportunity," Jing Zhanli suddenly threw out the folding fan in his hand, and the blade-like fan quickly flew towards Feng Yuan.

"I don't know how to live or die," sneered disdainfully, Feng Yuan remained motionless, raised her hand to catch the flying fan, a golden halo spread out from her palm, and threw the folding fan towards Jing Zhanli again.

The folding fan flew several times faster than before, like a white light, Jing Zhanli was able to pinpoint its position, and when it was close to his face, he felt the cold wind blowing from the fan.

Jing Zhanli leaned back, and the folding fan brushed past the tip of his nose. When he straightened up, Feng Yuan had already teleported in front of him, and her palm was shining with golden light, patting his chest.

Jing Zhanli flew back, kicked up the dust on the ground, staggered a few steps, and suddenly knelt down on one knee, clutching his chest and vomited a mouthful of blood, the blood was black.

He is poisoned!

Jing Zhanli raised her eyes to look at Feng Yuan who was walking over, her eyes were serious, she didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, she didn't expect this woman to be so powerful.

If you fight her, you can't even take a move from her.

Jing Zhanli suddenly felt a chill rushing into his body, and his whole body felt cold, "What poison did you give me?"

"Cold poison," Hong Lips smiled, and Feng Yuan approached slowly, "Please, I'll give you a good time, otherwise, I'll let this cold poison slowly torture you to death."

What a femme fatale.

"Then let it torture me to death," Jing Zhanli chuckled unbearably, stood up from the ground, and as Feng Yuan approached, he also saw her face clearly, the golden eyes surprised him, "who are you?"

Feng Yuan smiled, her golden eyes were treacherous, "Didn't I just say, the person who wants your life."

It was the first time Jing Zhanli saw golden eyes.

The woman in front of her must have a difficult background.

Jing Zhanli said: "You are very powerful, but you may not be able to kill me."

"I really don't cry when I see the coffin," Feng Yuan smiled lazily, hooked her five fingers, and attacked Jing Zhanli.

Jing Zhanli quickly dodged, and the two switched positions. Jing Zhanli sealed several large acupoints to prevent the cold poison from spreading in his body, and he flew forward.

At this time, if he wanted to survive, he could only run.

Feng Yuan was not in a hurry, and followed her at a leisurely pace.

Jing Zhanli was poisoned by the cold, if he couldn't get rid of it within two hours, he would only die.

The doors of every house on the street were closed tightly, and Jing Zhanli seemed to have no way to escape. Not far away, the lights were blurred, and there were singing, dancing, and laughter.

That place is Tingfang Pavilion.

At this time, only this kind of fireworks place is the most lively.

Jing Zhanli's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't go directly to Tingfang Pavilion, but flew into a deep and dark alley.

Feng Yuan's expression darkened, and she followed immediately.

But when she followed up, Jing Zhanli was nowhere to be seen. She searched around the alley, but found no sign of Jing Zhanli.

Squinting her cold beautiful eyes, Feng Yuan stared at the busy Tingfang Pavilion next to her.

There is nowhere to go around here, and the only place to hide is Tingfang Pavilion.

Tingfang Pavilion is full of noise, and at night, people are happy.

Lianchun was dressing up in the room, when there was a knock on the door, Lianchun put on the earrings and got up to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, Jing Zhanli's body fell on her, his breath was weak: "Lianchun, save me."

"You, what's wrong with you?"

Lianchun was stunned, supported Jing Zhanli's body, closed the door, and brought him into the room. Lianchun found that his body was extremely cold, as if being invaded by cold air.

Looking at the black blood at the corner of Jing Zhanli's mouth, Lianchun was horrified: "Are you poisoned?!"

"I was hunted down, and I was poisoned by the cold." Jing Zhanli fell on Lianchun, and he had no strength left.

Knowing that he was being hunted down, Lianchun's heart sank, she opened a secret door in the room, and helped Jing Zhanli in.

Inside is another secluded room with sound insulation, so you can't hear the noise outside. Lianchun put Jing Zhanli on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and hurried out.

She found Wan Teng Qingzui and told him to go to the palace to find Wuyu.

At this time, Lianchun couldn't leave, and with the relationship between Wanqi Qingzui and Ling Po, it was most suitable for him to go to the palace.

As soon as Wan Cheng was drunk and left, Feng Yuan came to find her.

She wore a veil on her face, covering half of her face, leaving only a pair of sharp eyes. Standing in the lobby, she scanned the rooms.

Lianchun saw Feng Yuan at a glance, she was downstairs, she was upstairs, separated by a distance, Lianchun could feel the strong aura of Feng Yuan.

This woman is probably the one who chased and killed Jing Zhanli.

Slowly going down the stairs, Lianchun smiled at Feng Yuan and said: "Our Tingfang Pavilion is a place where men are happy, this girl is here, is my husband-in-law here to have fun?"

Feng Yuan looked around, and saw Lian Chun who had come down the stairs, when she saw Lian Chun's face clearly, Feng Yuan's eyes froze for a moment, and then the dark color flashed across.

Without saying a word, she turned around and left Tingfang Pavilion.

Lianchun was stunned, he didn't expect this woman to leave so simply.

Didn't even find anyone?
It's not that Feng Yuan doesn't want to look for it, it's that she doesn't want to expose herself prematurely.

When she saw Lianchun, she immediately recognized Lianchun as Yun Ranyue's subordinate, and Lianchun still recognized her, fortunately she wore a veil to cover her face.

If Lianchun saw her face, he would know who she was.

When Yun Ranyue went to exterminate the Shenhuang family, all four of his subordinates went with him. Lianchun had seen Feng Yuan before, so Feng Yuan did not dare to expose herself prematurely in front of her.

Seeing that Feng Yuan had left, Lianchun hurried back to the room to see how Jing Zhanli's body was doing.

Jing Zhanli was poisoned by the cold, and his whole body was icy cold. If he didn't detoxify within two hours, the cold air would hit his whole body, and he could be frozen to death.

Jing Zhanli is now shivering from the cold, his face is blue, and Lianchun can't send him spiritual power. What he cultivates is internal power, which doesn't communicate with each other.

Lianchun sat by the bed and took his pulse. The cold poison had already spread all over his body, and Jing Zhanli's body was covered with a layer of frost.

Before Wuyu found her, Lianchun frowned, feeling a little anxious, she got up, and wanted to go back and get some quilts to cover Jing Zhanli.

But as soon as he stood up, Jing Zhanli grabbed his wrist. His hand was so cold that it covered up the warmth of Lianchun's wrist.

"You, don't go."

Lianchun whispered: "I won't go, I'll go get some quilts."

She wanted to break Jing Zhanli's hand, but he pulled her down on the bed with force, and Lianchun threw herself on him.

Feeling the warmth from her body, Jing Zhanli hugged Lianchun's body tightly, absorbing the warmth from her body.

His winking eyes were blurred, and his mind was in a daze: "Chun'er, you are so warm, let me hug you."

A layer of fabric seemed to block the scorching heat of his body. In a daze, Jing Zhanli opened Lianchun's belt with his fingers. Lianchun was startled, and immediately held his hand, his voice trembling slightly: "Jing Zhan Li, no way."

Jing Zhanli kept moving her hands, hugged her tightly, bringing their bodies closer together, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "Chun'er, help me."

In a daze, most of the clothes on Lianchun's body had been taken off, Jing Zhanli's big cold hands were pressed against her warm skin, and Lianchun's body shivered slightly from the cold.

Immediately, she shook her head and smiled wryly: "Forget it, you have helped me solve so many troubles, this time I will pay you back."

The dress was completely faded, Lianchun lifted the quilt and lay down, Jing Zhanli's icy body came close to her in an instant, holding her tightly in his arms, the warmth of her body spread throughout Jing Zhanli's limbs, making it warm Not a lot.

Half an hour later, Wuyu rushed over and knocked on the door.

Lianchun got up and put on her clothes, her face turned pale, the cold poison from Jing Zhanli's body spread to her, and her body was also tight with cold now.

Lian Chun opened the door without changing his expression, and invited Wu Yu to come in, "Jing Zhanli has been poisoned by cold, please ask Miss Wu Yu to show him."

"Well, good," Wu Yu replied simply, without asking any more questions, helped Jing Zhanli to sit up, took out the silver needles, stuck them into several acupuncture points, and began to detoxify him.

The cold poison is not too difficult to cure. After a while, fine sweat broke out on Jing Zhanli's forehead. As the sweat increased, his body temperature began to rise.

After a while, the cold poison on Jing Zhanli's body was relieved, and Lianchun helped him to lie down to rest, but her complexion became more and more unhappy.

Wuyu saw something strange, looked at Lianchun's bluish red lips, stretched out his hand to give her a pulse, frowned, and stopped talking: "Did you have physical contact with Jing Zhanli just now?"

Fog language is vague, I don't know how to express it, cold poison is contagious, as long as there is physical contact with someone suffering from cold poison, and the contact is prolonged, the cold poison will be transmitted to oneself, but the poison is mild, not fatal.

Lianchun smiled and didn't hide anything: "I just warmed him up with my body."

Wuyu was slightly startled, shook his head and smiled lightly: "You are very kind to him."

"I owe him a lot of favors. Now that he has come to me, I can't just leave him alone, so I can repay him," Lianchun said with a smile.

"That's right," Wu Yu nodded, and then helped Lianchun force out the slight cold poison in his body.

After finishing his work, Wuyu didn't linger too long, bid farewell to Lianchun and went back to the Moon Palace.

Lianchun's body temperature slowly returned to normal, she brought a clean towel and wiped the sweat on Jing Zhanli's forehead.

Jing Zhanli slowly opened his eyes, held Lianchun's wrist in vain, caught off guard, Lianchun was slightly startled, and after recovering, he smiled lightly: "The cold poison on your body has been cured, and your body is fine. It's a big problem."

She wanted to withdraw her wrist, but was held tightly by Jing Zhanli, Lianchun frowned slightly and looked at him.

Jing Zhanli stared at her, with deep shadows in his eyes, put away the flirtatiousness of the past, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "I will be responsible for you."

When he was suffering from cold poison just now, his whole body was icy cold. Although his mind was a little dizzy, his consciousness was still clear. He knew that Lianchun helped him warm his body.

Lianchun smiled indifferently: "You don't need to be responsible, you have helped me so much these years, it is considered as a favor to His Highness."

"But I just want to be responsible, isn't Chun'er even giving me a chance?" Jing Zhanli had a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, dazzling his eyes.

Lianchun moved her eyes away: "Nothing happened between me and Your Highness, and I don't need to be responsible."

Just took off his clothes, he hugged her and did nothing.

"It's true that nothing happened," Jing Zhanli raised his eyebrows and smiled, grabbed Lianchun's wrist and pulled her to the bed. In a blink of an eye, Lianchun was crushed by Jing Zhanli.

"Jing Zhanli!" Lian Chun couldn't help exclaiming.

Jing Zhanli's seductive eyes were stained with evil, he lowered his head and bit Lianchun's red lips, exhaled in her ear, and chuckled softly: "Well, let's count that something happened, if not, We can go a little deeper."

His fingertips picked up Lianchun's belt, Lianchun's beautiful eyes were full of panic, he quickly grabbed his hand, flustered: "Jing Zhanli"

Before she could finish speaking, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Jing Zhanli froze his face for a moment, pressed Lianchun's body indifferently, Lianchun pushed him with his hands, slightly annoyed: "Someone is here, I'm going to open the door."

Jing Zhanli looked at her rosy mouth, and couldn't help kissing her again: "Let's discuss whether we are responsible or not in a while."

Lianchun's blushing face was stained with anger. As the proprietress of this romantic place, it was the first time that she was being teased and frivolous over and over again.

Looking at her slightly annoyed face, Jing Zhanli knew that she was about to get angry, so he stopped messing with her and turned away from her.

He wasn't teasing this time, he was serious.

Seriously want to be responsible for her.

Lianchun got up from the bed, tidied up her messy clothes and makeup, and then went to open the door.

Looking at the person standing outside the door, Lianchun was startled: "Master, master?"

Hearing her call "Master," Jing Zhanli was startled, and turned to look at the door, stunned: "Yunranyue?"

It turned out that the master behind Lianchun was Yun Ranyue.

No wonder this Tingfang Pavilion has been able to operate in the imperial capital for so many years.

Wan Teng Qingzui just went to Lanyue Palace to find Wuyu, and Yunranyue also knew about Jing Zhanli, but Lianchun didn't expect that he would come in person.

Yun Ranyue entered the room and sat down, Lianchun poured him a cup of hot tea, and asked in a low voice: "Master, why are you here?"

"Let's see how the prince is doing," Yun Ranyue replied lightly.

Lianchun didn't ask any more questions, and stood aside respectfully.

Jing Zhanli sat on the bed with his knees bent, with a smile that was not a smile at the end of his eyes, staring at Yun Ranyue: "I didn't expect that Master Guoshi is the master behind Tingfang Pavilion."

"I made the prince laugh." Yun Ranyue's brows were light, without any emotion, "I heard that the prince was hunted down and caught cold poison. I want to see what's going on."

Jing Zhanli said with a leisurely smile, "I'm flattered to be able to care so much for the Master of the State Teacher."

(End of this chapter)