Help!The god of war is in love with me

"Yue'er, I will drink when I come back."

Shen Zhiyue saw through his expression: "I don't know you yet, and it was midnight when I came back. Whether you drink or not is another matter. If you don't finish your chicken soup and go out today, then you will never come back."

Bai Mingyu opened his mouth to retort, but thinking that this delicate little girl would not be easy to provoke when she gets angry, she still obeyed obediently.

He sat on the chair, picked up the chopsticks, and Yu Qing opened the casserole. He saw a pot full of soup. The soup was very light and not greasy, which was very suitable for his taste.

Bai Mingyu drank two bowls in a row, and ate less than half a bowl of meat, feeling that it was a bit of a waste of time.

"Yue'er, wait for the rest to drink when the king comes back."

"If you say finish drinking, then finish drinking. You can't bargain. Only by eating more meat can you save more people."

Bai Mingyu was afraid that she would get angry, so he worked hard, and after a while, the casserole bottomed out, and he ate all the chicken soup.

"Yue'er, I'm done eating."

Shen Zhiyue lay on the bed, didn't think about it, and planned to wait for him to go out before going back to sleep.

"You can go out now." After she finished speaking, she yawned, turned over and continued to sleep with her eyes closed.

Bai Mingyu rested all night, had a good meal, and immediately felt energetic and energetic to work.

They continued to investigate the gunpowder in the capital, and transported the excavated gunpowder to the cave outside the city, and let the Bai family army guard it. If the gunpowder was used to protect the people, it would definitely save a lot of soldiers.

The person who dies the fewest wins the battle with the fastest speed, which is what he has always pursued.

Shen Zhiyue woke up until noon and lunch time. She had a light diet recently and felt that her mouth had no taste.

She got up: "Yu Qing, how is the emperor recently?" It lasted for many days.

"Young Master Feng is deciphering the hexagram of death in the palace. The emperor has Lao Ge to take care of him. There is no problem for the time being."

"Go, help Feng Yi."

"Little madam, at this moment, it's better not to run around, if the prince knows." He definitely couldn't afford to walk around.

Shen Zhiyue looked at him: "Your lord, he is busy every day and comes back in the middle of the night. If he knows, he will go to hell. Come with me."

"Little madam, I don't want it."

"Xiaoqing, after I recover from my injury, I won't obediently stay in the palace. Whether to go to the palace or to meet Bai Mingyu is up to your choice. Take you with me while I still want to."

If she doesn't want to take him with her, there are many ways, it depends on how he chooses.

Yu Qing knew how much he had. Even if he was given more brains, he might not be able to see the little lady. Since he couldn't resist, he would join in.

But if the little madam goes to meet the prince now, he will be beaten on the spot, or go to the palace, it will be a while to hide it.

Yu Qing took the token from the prince's study, and needed this to enter the palace, so the two of them swaggered into the palace.

She randomly invited someone to ask about Feng Yi's whereabouts, and found him at the Temple of Worship. Now that she saw this Altar of Worship to Heaven, she still had a shadow in her heart.

She was executed on it, and she was almost burned to death on it. These were brought to her by her own father.

Feng Yi took the compass and turned in the direction, facing her directly: "Yue'er, why are you here?"

"I'm here to help you, have you found the life gate?"

Feng Yi shook his head, before he was really too confident, he promised the emperor that he would find his life, but now it has been four days and he still has no clue.

In three days, he would die of poison. He never thought that he would miss her no matter what in this life.

Shen Zhiyue was worried: "Then how did you find this life door, what's the trick?"

"The door of life can change with the person who set the hexagram, and it is not fixed, but I count it as the center of the palace, and the door of life is in it."

"How many chances do we have to try?"

"Twice, to break the death hexagram, you need the blood of a chick and a dog's blood... all the purest blood is used to break the death hexagram with the most yin energy."

Knowing that his adoptive father was making death hexagrams, he kept collecting them, but he searched all over the capital, and found an opportunity to try twice.

Shen Zhiyue asked: "What will happen after two times?"

"If you want to break the formation, you have to enter the formation. Those who break the formation will inhale Yin Qi, which will cause fatal damage to the body. If you can't break the formation, you will die exactly like the emperor."

"Your Feng Clan is not an aloofness. Why do you have such a vicious formation?"

Feng Yi said slowly: "It's a long story, and now I'm not sure where the gate of life is."

Shen Zhiyue noticed that he was flustered at this time, and she said calmly: "Feng Yi, listen to me, if we want to find the door of life, we must first put aside the method of deciphering the hexagrams and images, think about it carefully, my dear father, you are willing Father's habit."

Feng Yi looked at her puzzled, and she continued to explain: "Everyone has a sense of self-protection in their bones, so habits are the safest and least accident-prone."

Feng Yi followed her train of thought, slowly recalling the little things he had with his adoptive father bit by bit.

"My foster father once said that the north is cold and the south is humid, and the best place is the west and east."

Shen Zhiyue took the purest blood bag from him: "Then let's go."

Feng Yi held her hand, did he trust her so much? !But he didn't dare to lead her to take risks if he was uncertain.

"Yue'er, leave this matter to someone else, don't interfere, and this time the adoptive father might do the opposite."

If an accident happened to her, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

Shen Zhiyue told him the reality: "You can't use people from the Feng clan. Once you use them, my own father will know. You can't use people from the palace either. You don't know if that person is reliable. The only one who can use me now is me."

Feng Yi grabbed her hand: "No, it's too risky."

He stretched out his hands to grab his chest, and the pain hit him one after another. He knelt down on the ground to relieve the pain.

Shen Zhiyue leaned over: "What's wrong with you?"

She saw the veins on his neck surging, how could it be like this: "I'm going to ask the doctor now."

Feng Yi pulled her sleeves: "I took the poison given by the emperor, endured it and it passed, it's fine."

"You're fine, you're saving the emperor's life now, how could the emperor treat you like this."

"It's my trust in the Hexagram of Death."

Shen Zhiyue said angrily: "Then what are you waiting for, if you don't hurry up, you only have two chances, you have to die together."

Feng Yi saw the incomparable determination in her eyes: "If you die, have you thought about King Nan?"

"He has too many burdens in his heart. The people and the emperor are more important than me. This is something he wants to protect. Even if it costs my life, I will protect it for him."

Listening to her words, Feng Yi felt that she could risk her life, but he was too cowardly to take this step.

"Okay, two chances, you have to die and die together."

Feng Yi told her the rules of breaking the formation. They sat in the Temple of Heaven and waited for the night to fall. As night fell, Shen Zhiyue poured a big gulp into her mouth with a flagon.