agent queen is too wild

186 Secret Assistant

When Dongfang Chen heard it, his expression changed greatly: "Wushuang, that Tuoba Jiqian is brave and brutal, and he is not a reasonable person. If you want to go into the tiger's den alone, it is really too dangerous, I forbid."

Wushuang has already started to walk out: "Chen, saving people is like putting out a fire, and there is no time to delay. You immediately order the army to prepare according to my requirements, and I will go to the other side right away."

Dongfang Chen said anxiously: "Wait, if you must go, I will accompany you."

Wushuang turned back and smiled at him: "Chen, you don't have to worry about me, you still need to mediate in military affairs. I think Tuoba Jiqian would not be so reckless, if I went to him alone, he would definitely listen to me .”

"Then I'll go with you!" Murong Xue said immediately.

"No, I'm afraid that there will be too many people and I won't be able to do things!" Wu Shuang shook his head.

Murong Xue has made up her mind to go, once Wu Shuang goes out, she hides her whereabouts and follows closely.

The snow outside was so deep that it reached people's knees, and it was very difficult to walk.

Wushuang rode out of the city on horseback, and the two sentinels in front of the gate immediately raised their bows and arrows at her: "Stop."

Wushuang said loudly: "Please inform Tuoba Jiqian that Cheng Wushuang will see you."

The two Xiongnu soldiers were quite puzzled, but seeing that she was coming alone and seemed innocent, one of them hurried back to report, while the other still pointed an arrow at her.

Wushuang stood in the snow, motionless, appearing very quiet.

After a while, the soldier tilted his head and said, "Our lord is here to invite you, come with me!"

A huge fire was burning inside the large yurt, and Tuoba Jiqian was drinking on the fur.

Seeing Wushuang coming alone, he couldn't help showing admiration.

"I've heard that the queens of the state of Qin don't give way to men. When I saw them today, they are really extraordinary. Please sit down!"

Wushuang sat down generously and said: "My lord, this blizzard has come from bad people."

Tuoba Jiqian's complexion changed, he put down his wine bowl and frowned: "Yes, many people will die on the grassland, and many horses, cattle and sheep will die. If there is another war, the Xiongnu and Beiqin countries will probably have great strength. hurt."

Wushuang heard the sound of the strings and knew what he was thinking, and smiled slightly: "If the prince doesn't mind, I can send troops into the disaster area to rescue all the affected herdsmen. Join forces with my soldiers and horses to save lives together."

"You want to save the people of the Huns?" Tuoba Jiqian looked at him suspiciously. "Haven't your Qin army always been enemies of the Xiongnu? Why did you suddenly become kind? Besides, how can you save such deep snow?"

Wushuang said calmly: "The Xiongnu and the Northern Qin Dynasty belonged to one family. They are both yellow-skinned and black-haired descendants of the Yellow Emperor. What is the difference between them? The herdsmen of the Xiongnu and the Northern Qin Dynasty live next to each other. We should join hands in this catastrophe. Come and rescue together. I have let them make a horse-drawn sled, and I am going to put food, fodder, medicine, felt blankets and cotton clothes to keep out the cold on the sled, and send it to the victims. If there are scattered herdsmen, I will take them to The Sumu or Gacha nearby can also be picked up nearby and sent here for proper settlement.”

After hearing this, Tuoba Jiqian was very impressed, but also felt embarrassed: "But, we don't have so much food, grass and clothing."

"Disaster relief is not a matter of a day or two. Let's do it first. My emperor has ordered the Qin army to immediately mobilize domestic supplies and send them over to rescue the hundreds of thousands of victims here."

"Okay." Tuoba Jiqian slapped the table heavily, and said loudly: "After overcoming the difficulties together, we will decide the outcome."

As soon as Dongfang Chen's order to "send troops to save people" came out, those Hun soldiers who surrendered immediately caused a sensation, and many soldiers shed tears of joy.

Immediately, the two armies cooperated with each other and actively prepared.

The generals of Beiqin and Xiongnu gathered in Dongfang Chen's large tent. Wushuang told them in detail the steps and methods of saving people, how to shovel snow, how to save people, what situations to pay close attention to, and what to do when encountering certain dangers. How to deal with it, etc.These generals all have relatives, friends and family members in this area, and many of the three most prominent families of the Xiongnu, Tantai, Xianyu, and Tuoba, also have settled here. Therefore, everyone listened attentively to her speech and watched her in the snow. demo.

In fact, they have lived on this grassland for generations, and they can understand Professor Wushuang's method of breaking through snow and opening roads. They have used it when marching in heavy snow before, but they have never had the concept that the army should go to the rescue common people.

Now, as soon as Wushuang mentioned the initiative, they felt that it was a natural and rightful thing, and they were very enthusiastic and actively participated in it.

After detailed discussions and repeated discussions, they estimated the general area affected by the disaster and subdivided it into one hundred routes, sending thousands of soldiers to each route, a total of 10 people.In order to save time and save more people, it is really necessary to do so.

Two days later, under Wushuang's command, each team set off one after another, pulling sleds full of supplies and carrying improvised hand shovels.

These relief materials emptied all the reserves of the two armies. Tuoba Jiqian and Wushuang respectively mobilized grain, grass and winter clothes from nearby large towns, and sent follow-up teams to the disaster area continuously.

Ten days later, victims of the disaster were sent out one after another.

These people were all skinny, their faces were black and purple from the cold, and their hands and feet showed obvious symptoms of frostbite.As soon as they saw Wushuang and Tuoba Jiqian coming out, they knelt down and wailed loudly.

Tuoba Jiqian was used to other people's kneeling and worshiping, so he didn't move for a while.But Wushuang hurriedly stepped forward to help them, asking them to get up and talk.

Those people spoke the dialect of the grassland, and she didn't quite understand it, so she turned her head and looked at Tuoba Jiqian.

Tuoba Jiqian looked dignified, and translated while listening: "These are the herdsmen of our Huns. Their sheep were crushed to death by the snow, and their horses starved to death. Now, they have nothing."

Wushuang let out an "Oh" and hurriedly comforted: "It's okay, as long as the person is still there, everything will be fine. Don't worry, the country will find a way to help you."

Tuoba Jiqian had a gloomy face, sighed softly, and ordered his soldiers to place these victims in the army first, treat their injuries, and let them have enough food and clothing.

Unexpectedly, his own people still need Qin Jun to save them, and those who embarrass him even more, these people seem to be more grateful to Wushuang.

Since then, every day, a large number of disaster victims from the two countries have come out of the snowy roads shoveled by the army on sleds.Wushuang heard the gratitude of countless escapes, and saw countless tears of despair for the future.

After another ten days, a large amount of supplies from Qindu arrived.

Wushuang healed from his injuries, and was overworked. During these days, he became thinner and haggard. Dongfang Chen was very distressed, but he knew Wushuang's temper, and he would never rest until he completed the task, so he had to help with disaster relief. During the rescue, Wushuang was quite moved.

A total of 13 nomads were rescued in this rescue operation.There were more than [-] victims in various settlements, and they were able to survive the crisis safely after receiving the relief supplies.

This time, the Qin State sent people and money to rescue the victims of the two countries. The Huns herdsmen were very grateful, and the Huns soldiers were also very grateful.The armies of the two countries work hand in hand to save lives, and they are already like brothers, and there is no longer any desire to swing swords at each other.

A flame of war thus turned into invisible.

Dongfang Chen made another decree, expressing his willingness to buy all the livestock they died of freezing and starving with the capital of Qin State, and the victims of the two countries will all be treated equally.

As soon as this remark came out, all the people rejoiced.

Wushuang looked at Dongfang Chen, who was magnanimous before Wanmin, with a smile on her face. Seeing her smile, Dongfang Chen immediately felt that everything was worth it.

Wushuang proposed to buy all dead livestock and use them as military rations. After the disaster relief work came to an end, the Northern Qin and the Xiongnu shook hands and made peace.

Tuoba Jiqian knew that the general situation was over, so he went to Dongfang Chen to express his gratitude, and made a covenant with Dongfang Chen, willing to bow his head and proclaim himself a minister, pay tribute to Qin every year, and pay taxes every year, and the two countries stopped fighting from then on.

Just when the Xiongnu proclaimed their vassals, there was an undercurrent in the royal family of Chu State that was about to move.

In the dark room, the dim candlelight flickered, and the feeling of suffocation filled the low room. The handsome man sat quietly on the chair with a haggard face, his chest heaved violently, and his right hand was firmly grasping the edge of the table. The knuckles turned from red to white, from white to blue, and the corner of the gilt table gradually shattered into powder and floated down.

"Wow!" A mouthful of thick blood spewed out from the man's throat, and the blood from the corner of his mouth stained the fiery red gown. Immediately, a thick bloody smell permeated the entire dark room. The man closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair. .

"You are so obsessed with her, what do you get in return? Disdain! She doesn't even want to look at you, but you have to endure this burning feeling alone..." A gloomy voice came from the darkness. The low voice, the cold ridicule in the words condensed the surrounding air.

"Hmph, I've already lost my life, so I don't care about this life..." The man in white interrupted him suddenly, with piercing hatred flashing in his eyes, "I want to unite with me to rebel and deal with her together!" , you should give up your heart... I will never say anything that hurts you, cough cough cough..."

Severe coughing and panting interrupted his wild laughter, and bursts of fishy sweetness welled up in his throat.

In the darkness, that eerie and treacherous figure walked out slowly, a black robe covered his whole body without leaking a single gap, and a vicious and strange smile rose from the corner of his mouth under the veil, "I have plenty of time, I can wait slowly, wait for you The poison enters the brain, waiting for you to go crazy, waiting for you to go crazy, waiting for you to miss her so much that you want to kill her..."

The more arrogant laughter pierced people's ears with chaotic murderous intent, the laughter tore through the tranquility of the night sky like a ghost seeking death in hell, and startled countless jackdaws perched on the branches.

The conquest of the Xiongnu this time avoided the disturbance at the border, and the people of Qin State were more in awe of Dongfang Chen and the Queen, and they bowed their heads and professed their vassals wherever they went.

Dongfang Chen's imposing manner was like a rainbow, and he couldn't help feeling elated, but amidst this elation, there was one person who was extremely eye-catching.

Murong was dressed in white to win Xue, because his vitality was greatly injured, his body was relatively weak, and his face was as white as jade, which made his temperament even more dusty.All the generals are dusty, but his white clothes are not stained at all, and his attitude is leisurely, like a fairy.

Dongfang Chen didn't like Murong Xue, but he had saved Wushuang and helped him, if he asked him to go, he would be too weak!

However, after the incident of Wushuang Jing, he decided to learn acupuncture and moxibustion. Originally, the meridians of the human body are well understood. It is not difficult to learn acupuncture points when practicing martial arts. In addition, Wushuang has taken training courses on human anatomy in modern times. , and even dissected countless corpses, so he was very proficient, but after dozens of days of work, he dared to stick needles on himself.

Murong Xue wished she could help her with all her medical skills, one taught hard and the other studied hard, so Wushuang unintentionally neglected Dongfang Chen.

At this moment, Dongfang Chen was enduring the pain to poke his own acupuncture points, when Dongfang Chen saw it and said dissatisfiedly: "Wu Shuang, what's the use of learning this thing, there are countless Xinglin masters in the palace, and you still need to hold the pulse yourself?"

Wu Shuang smiled slightly and said, "It's impossible to rely on others. No matter how loyal he is, he can't always be by his side. It's better to learn insurance by yourself. Just like when you were poisoned last time, I—" She paused for a while. After speaking, he lowered his head and turned the pages of the book.

Dongfang Chen knew that she was introverted and didn't like to say sweet words, but her heart for herself was the same, so she couldn't help feeling warm in her heart, and secretly felt ashamed of what she thought in her heart.

After marching for [-] days, the army had already arrived in the capital of Qin, and Wushuang had also learned a lot of medical skills.

In order to test her, Murong Xue deliberately threw a rabbit with more than a dozen poisons in front of Wushuang.Without moving his brows or eyes, Wushuang threw out the celestial silk wrapped around his wrist, entangled the rabbit's vital points, and after a little identification, he knew what kind of poison it had been poisoned.

Wushuang said indifferently: "Take three cents each of heartbroken grass, phoenix grass, and verbena, one or two each of sophora flavescens, wild ginseng, and Changbai ginseng, and grind it into powder. , five qian of realgar, boil three bowls of these medicines into one bowl, and feed it to drink, and the poison will be cured.”

A strange light flashed in Murong Xue's eyes and said, "Why do you want to prescribe medicine like this?"

Just imagine how many people can use Broken Heart Grass as medicine?

Wu Shuang said indifferently: "Although Broken Intestine Grass is pungent and warm, it can also detoxify and dispel evil, dispel stasis and relieve pain. The three grasses are bitter and cold, and can enter the three kidney and intestine meridians to cleanse residual poison. Realgar enters the liver and stomach two meridians, can kill poisonous insects, Sophora flavescens enters the five meridians of the heart and spleen to relieve dryness and dampness; Qingdai purifies the liver and cools the blood to improve the immunity of rabbits, so as to prevent the relapse of weakness after recovery. Since you have poisoned the whole body of this rabbit, I will naturally detoxify the whole body!"

Murong Xue was overjoyed, she clapped her hands and said: "Miaomiao, the solution is wonderful! Wushuang, if you study for another year, I'm afraid that your medical skills will catch up with me. But, what is immunity?"

Wushuang smiled and kept silent.

When he was about to arrive at the Qindu Imperial City, Dongfang Chen was obviously greatly relieved, and his unparalleled medical skills had also been mastered, so he couldn't help thinking of sending Murong Xue away.

On this day, Murong Xue suddenly received an urgent letter. After reading the letter, she frowned and remained silent for a long time.

Seeing his unhappy expression, Wushuang asked, "Is it a letter from Mount Penglai?"

Murong Xue shook her head and said, "No, Cheng Anran is seriously ill!"

Wushuang's heart tightened, and he felt a string that had been tugged for a long time suddenly tightened, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

She lowered her eyes and said, "Oh, is it serious?"

Murong Xue let out a long sigh: "He lost his legs because of you, and now he is coughing up blood. This time, his life and death may be unpredictable!"

Wushuang frowned: "For me?"

Murong Xue was startled to realize that she said something wrong, so she hurriedly covered it up with vague words.

After he pulled out the gold needle for Wushuang last time, because of selfishness, he quietly tapped an acupuncture point on the back of Wushuang's head, so that she still couldn't remember Cheng Anran.

But Murong Xue didn't know that, as Wushuang's medical skills became more and more refined, she had already realized that a certain acupoint in her body was blocked, and she often used luck to block it, and she was about to break away.

He originally lost his legs because of you, but now he is coughing up blood again. This time, his life and death may be unpredictable!

This sentence played back in my mind repeatedly. Why did I feel a little sad when I heard this sentence, the voice was like a man whispering softly in my ear...

Wushuang was stunned, racking her brains to recall something, but in the end she couldn't remember anything, her thoughts were flying in her mind like snowflakes, she really wanted to reach out and grab a certain fragment to see clearly, but these But the fragments of memory are gone in a flash, and no trace can be found after that...

Cheng Anran... Cheng Anran... the name played back in her mind like a curse, over and over again... What happened between him and her?

"Wushuang, what's wrong with you, you look so ugly?" Murong Xue asked.

Wushuang came back to his senses suddenly, and shook his head: "It's nothing, is this Cheng Anran your friend?"

Murong Xue nodded hesitantly.

"Then, ignore me, you can take care of him!" Wushuang said.

Murong Xue looked at her, hesitated for a moment and said: "Okay, I will leave some medical books for you, and if there is anything you don't understand, Fei Ge will pass the books to you."

Wushuang smiled and nodded: "Go!"

Back in the palace, Haoer and Zheer were the happiest. The two little guys are already four years old.

Zhe'er has grown up suddenly since what happened last time, and is much more sensible, but she still can't change her habit of acting like a baby.

The two had heard from the emperor's grandmother that the queen's mother had faked her death last time, so they pestered her every day to see the queen.

The queen mother was so entangled that she had to allow them to greet her at the gate of the palace as soon as her mother came back.

When the two children heard that the mother was back this time, they stretched their necks in anticipation.

The feeling of regaining what was lost made them more aware of the benefits of the queen mother.

The two children saw their father and mother walking side by side from a distance, and even Hao'er, who has always been steady, couldn't help but have red eyes.

"Hao'er, Zhe'er!" Wushuang's heart felt hot, and her nose was slightly sour.

"Mother-"

"Mother-"

The two children flew towards Wushuang like chicks, and plunged into Wushuang's arms, refusing to let go even if they died.

Dongfang Chen stood dryly, unknowingly slandering him, didn't it mean that he had no regard for his father?

"Queen, please don't leave Zhe'er in the future, okay?" Zhe'er said with tears in her round eyes, "Zhe'er is afraid of the dark and thunder, 55555, the queen is not here, Zhe'er is so scared... Don't make the queen angry!"

Wushuang's eyes became hot, and he hugged Jiao'er tightly and comforted him, "Okay, the queen mother promises you that I will never leave you again!"

Hao'er gasped and said, "Queen, you don't want to go to the battlefield anymore, okay? It's so dangerous there, with Father and Emperor here, Qin will be fine. In the future, when Hao'er grows up, he will protect Queen Mother!"

Wushuang caressed Xuanhao's face, felt the temperature in his hands, and said softly: "Hao'er, there are some things that must be done by someone. When you grow up, you will understand. When you are able to protect the queen mother, the queen mother Then leave the battlefield forever, okay?"

Hao'er nodded vigorously, and hugged her mother even tighter.

After bathing, Wushuang fell asleep without taking a good rest for a long time.

Suddenly there was a warm breath coming from her ear, and she moved her head to get out of the way.

Dongfang Chen was lost and found again, and then there was war again, but he hadn't made out with Wushuang for two months, how could he bear it?

With Wushuang's earlobe in his mouth, he breathed softly: "My lady, my lady..."

Wushuang's snow-white ears instantly turned red, and even her face was covered with peach blossoms.

"Well, Chen, don't make trouble—" Wushuang muttered.

Dongfang Chen didn't let her go, and slowly stretched his hand into his little coat: "Wu Shuang, you are so beautiful and attractive, I will not let you go tonight!"

Wushuang opened his eyes and said, "Sleepy—"

The voice was kissed into the mouth at once——

The two were lingering, when suddenly they heard the nanny's voice anxiously: "You two princes, you can't do it, you can't do it, the emperor and the empress are resting—"

Wushuang's eyes were clear immediately, she dressed quickly, covered Dongfang Chen in the quilt, and sat up with a smile on her mouth, showing the image of a loving mother.

"Mother, mother—"

The two children rushed over: "Hao'er and Zhe'er haven't slept with the queen mother for a long time, so they are going to sleep with the queen mother tonight!"

Wushuang looked at Dongfang Chen full of resentment, gave him a sorry look, and then carried the two children in.

"Well, good, the queen mother will sleep with you!"

The two children happily got into the bed, isolated Dongfang Chen, stared at Xiaoqing and asked Wushuang to tell a story.

"This time, the queen mother will tell you a story about a crow and a fox—"

With the sound of Wushuang's gentle voice, the warmth and sweetness of the room returned, and the two children gradually fell asleep, and it was already three o'clock.

Dongfang Chen pulled the quilt helplessly: "These two little guys are really annoying!"

Wushuang smiled slightly and said, "Go to sleep, it's late at night!"

While half asleep and half awake, Wushuang's whole body's internal energy started to run automatically, and when it was transported to a part of the cerebellum, it was suddenly blocked, and several internal forces combined to impact involuntarily.

Unknowingly breaking away this resistance, this internal force spreads out like a stream entering the sea.

Wushuang woke up suddenly, and sat on the bed in a daze, with scenes of the past flashing through her mind.

She knew who Cheng Anran was, and she knew Cheng Anran's true identity!

Murong Xue said that he was disabled because of her own legs, and now he is dying of illness, she can't just ignore it because of emotion and reason!

Wushuang got up, picked up a pen to write a letter, released a carrier pigeon, and then went back to sleep.

I hope nothing happens to him!

A severe and suppressed cough resounded in the empty hall, and a fishy and sweet taste rose from his throat. Cheng Anran covered his mouth with his hands, and the hot liquid dripped into his palms. pattern", a sad and helpless smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

If life was just as it was when we first saw each other, he would firmly hold her hand and never let go... As long as he is by her side, it is his lifelong wish.

The sick body and remaining life cannot give her more protection, and cannot promise her a better tomorrow.Let go of the soaring eagle, even if it is short, there will be no regrets in this life!

Quietly closing his eyes, the faint starlight sprinkled on him, tender and pampering.Missing her is like thinking about the poison hidden deep in the blood, thinking about her heartache, thinking about boundless despair.

I dreamed of her again, in the dream she gently reached out to touch his face, with a touch of sadness, her long hair intertwined and overlapped with his long hair scattered on the pillow, flirtatious and enchanting, brushed by her cold fingertips The hot cheeks and the corners of the chapped lips brought a warm touch, so real, so real that he could feel her beauty unscrupulously.A wishful dream.

The next day, Wushuang couldn't help frowning when she received Murong Xue's reply letter.

Cheng Anran is critically ill, and there is no cure for it. If human blood is used as the medicine, and Bianhua is used as the essence of the medicine, it may last for a few years.

Wushuang closed her eyes and immediately made a decision that she was going to treat Cheng Anran.

A slender figure was hidden in the backlight, staring at the thin and almost out-of-shape man in the soft chair, her fingers trembling slightly, the clear and clear man in her memory overlapped with the figure in front of her, which made her a little confused for a while, Clear tears slipped from the corner of his eyes, leaving a shallow water mark, and that tear fell on the palm of her hand, burning her eyes.

like?hatred?hate it?No!The moment I heard his news, all the hatred has been blurred with the awakened memory, and what is left is only those warm and beautiful fragments sealed in the most secret corner of my mind. Love or not is not so important anymore, what is important is She wants him to live, to live well.

"Why are you here?" In the darkness, another voice echoed in the hall. Even though there was a distance, one could still feel the probing and burning eyes.

Almost instantly, Wushuang restrained all his emotions, and asked lightly, "How long has he been in this situation?"

The figure in the darkness paced slowly, walked up to the sleeping man, and said worriedly, "For more than a month, I had already suppressed the residual poison in his body, but it suddenly deteriorated a month ago... I can't do anything anymore. .”

"Powerless?" Wu Shuang turned his head to one side, looked at Murong Xue blankly, and said slowly in a voice without any emotion, "I don't think your medical skills can't cure this kind of poison."

Murong Xue's expression was a bit complicated, but she didn't have the slightest bit of embarrassment that was seen through by others. She sighed softly, "He no longer has the will to survive, and he dragged his broken and sick body to accept the worship of the officials. Such a career as an emperor is very important to him. Even if he is cured, he will no longer be that high-spirited Cheng Anran."

Looking at him, the corner of Wushuang's mouth suddenly raised an arc, and suddenly, his eyes turned cold, "So you make up your own mind and want him to be relieved, right?"

As if he couldn't feel the coldness in Wushuang's eyes, he still smiled slightly, "No, I'm a doctor, and I won't violate my principles. If he dies, you will be sad, I... won't make you sad... ..."

Wushuang's eyelids twitched, and he looked up at him. His eyes were neither deep nor dazzling, but so bright.

Putting his hands on his forehead, covering his tired eyes, he pinched his pulsating temples, "I'm sorry..." Wushuang raised his head, his eyes seemed to flicker, "I'm a little excited! Take my blood and heal him! But don't let him know that I'm coming!"

"Since it's here, why do you avoid it? It's not like your style." Murong Xue raised her chin, her eyes silently focused on her face.

Wushuang's eyes fixed on the man who fell into a coma, with thin cheeks, slightly clustered brows, black hair fluttering like waves, and a dark grip, like the night outside the window.

"Seeing each other is like not seeing each other, you don't understand—"

"I only know that he loves you very much, and you are the only reason for him to live."

"In this world, no one lives for others. I don't need such heavy love, and I can't bear it..."

In the quiet night when the cherry blossoms are gone, the candlelight in the hall falls like a curtain, and only a few moths are entwined around the flickering lights, wandering... When they touch the lights, they instantly turn into ashes, passing by with life As fragile as floating dust.

The rich smell of ambergris filled the dark room, and Pengfei paced slowly behind the screen, hearing the intermittent sound of water in the agarwood tub.

"Come in!" When he was looking at the full moon gradually sinking outside the window, he suddenly heard the sound of "crashing" water and a low voice.

He hurriedly turned out from behind the screen and said happily, "Sister!"

Wearing clean clothes, Wushuang smiled and said, "Pengfei—"

He threw himself into her arms tightly, absorbing the familiar scent from her, even though he was already seventeen!

Under the faint moonlight, Pengfei suddenly saw a scar lying ferociously on her wrist with deep visible bones. Even though it had just been scrubbed with a bath towel, there was still bright red liquid oozing thinly!

"Sister! What's going on?" Pengfei couldn't help exclaiming, and eagerly grabbed her wrist. How could she have such a scar?And judging from the depth of the scars, it was her own wounds.

Wushuang withdrew his wrist, put his fingers on the wound on his wrist, and said lightly, "I just took some blood for use, what's the fuss?"

"Sister, who is that person that deserves your blood to save him? I don't allow it!" Pengfei said angrily.

Wushuang frowned: "Pengfei, although you are my younger brother, you'd better not meddle in my affairs."

A grievance flashed in Pengfei's eyes, and then he turned around silently.

"Angry?" A deep laugh came from above his head, "I'm a little tired, I had a bad attitude just now, I apologize to you." Wushuang pulled his shoulders, met his tearful eyes, but looked up to her eyes With a narrow smile, Pengfei felt ashamed and annoyed for a moment, his face turned even redder, and he simply buried his head lower and ignored her.

Wushuang looked at the awkward Pengfei, with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, and a faint warmth flowing through her heart. She knew that no matter how lonely she was, he would stand behind her and walk alone with her...

"Okay, good boy, don't be awkward, such a big kid is playing petty with me." Wushuang said while pinching Pengfei's ear.

Pengfei's heart trembled, and she suddenly raised her head to look at Wushuang. Her eyes were deep and bright, as if piercing through the boundless darkness and the distant sky, flowing with faint splendor, with a kind of intoxicating warmth. She seemed to be the same as before. same...

"I..." Pengfei said angrily, "I'm not a child..."

"You still said no, why did you cry just now..." Wushuang teased.

Pengfei opened his mouth and was about to say something, but he caught a glimpse of the deep wound on Wushuang's wrist with thin lines of blood oozing out. Touching the wound very gently, "How can you be so cruel to yourself..."

"My injuries have always healed quickly, don't worry..." Wushuang stroked his head and smiled.

Pengfei was shocked all over, he just felt that he had sunk into a beautiful dream!

After Wushuang entered the room, Chasing Fengfang came out from the dark place and let out a cold snort.

"You, fell in love with the master?"

Pengfei said coldly: "Why, only you are allowed to like it?"

Zhuifeng sneered: "Haha, I'm afraid you won't be able to achieve your wish in this lifetime!"

Pengfei's eyes darkened and he said, "As long as I can stay by my sister's side, I'm satisfied!"

After he finished speaking, he left without looking back.

Cheng Anran had been in a coma for five days. He was lying on the couch and started dreaming again!

That extremely handsome woman walked slowly towards him stepping on the thin moonlight, her spring-like eyes pierced through the water mist, and she smiled gently at him, her long hair like a waterfall fluttered wildly in the wild wind, flying wildly. The eyebrows are as delicate as the beauty carefully outlined, and the tall and straight figure is like a green bamboo with splashed ink... Under the golden sunlight, it condenses into a picture scroll that he will never forget.

He stretched out his hand to her and approached slowly, murmuring a name in his mouth "...Wu Shuang, don't go..." You must hold her, you must hold her...

But at this moment, the smile in the corner of the woman's eyes disappeared, replaced by cold sarcasm, the cold and ruthless eyes were like a sharp claw tearing at his soul, slowly walking away... Gradually disappeared from his vision inside.

On the edge of the dark and empty cliff, the gnawing silence was like a monster waking up in the depths of hell screaming around her, a huge net with countless sharp needles slammed down her head, and her whole body was like snow. His white clothes were torn apart by countless hideous and ugly withered hands, his body as white as jade was covered with bloody scars...

She sneered and looked back at him who was standing there. The shocking beauty made people dare not look directly at him... The next moment, she jumped into the gate of hell that was burning with raging fire...

"Even if I die, I won't forgive you!"

Cheng Anran woke up suddenly, a burst of heart-piercing pain filled his whole body, but his body seemed to be frozen in place, and he stretched out his hand desperately, but he was unable to catch the figure that disappeared on the cliff, so he could only roar hoarsely, "No! Wushuang..."

The person on the bed jumped up abruptly, opened his eyes, and saw the soft silk curtains around him, heaved a long sigh of relief, it turned out to be another nightmare...

Inside the palace pavilion, the palace servants stood lazily beside the beaded curtains at the bottom of the steps. The beaded curtains swayed in the breeze, and the scorching sun shone in, half shadows half-shadowed on the palace servants' faces.

The palace man didn't realize it, but closed his eyes wearily, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"Are you all dead? How do you take care of the emperor?" A stern scolding sound woke them up, and everyone quickly lowered their eyebrows and stood up again, motionless, but their foreheads were beaded with sweat.

Princess Tianxiang ran in with a basin of water, saw Cheng Anran wake up, and cried out in surprise: "Brother Cheng, you're awake!"

At some point, she started calling him Brother Cheng.

He couldn't hold her back, so he had to acquiesce.

Slowly propped himself up from the bed, as if he was still in a dream, Cheng Anran looked around in a daze, and gently pressed his chest, every time his heart disease hurts, it always hurts to the bone, Especially in early spring every year is the season when he suffers from illnesses frequently, every time he falls ill, he will always have to lie on the sickbed for ten days and a half months, even if his medical skills are as superb as Murong Xue's, he cannot stop his illnesses.

But recently, his body has miraculously improved, and the number of heart disease attacks has gradually decreased. In the past two months, he has almost never suffered from it...

Tianxiang picked up the towel and wiped his sweat for him.

Cheng Anran frowned: "Princess, I already have this body, why bother you to stay here?"

There was a stubbornness in Princess Tianxiang's expression: "This is my business, I want you to take care of it!"

Cheng Anran shook his head and let her fiddle with it.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Murong, please see me!" came the waiter's cautious report from outside the door curtain.

"Ask him to come in." Randomly picked up the robe on the head of the bed and put it on her body. The long black hair was slightly messy and scattered on the shoulders, forming a stark contrast with the fair skin. From Tianxiang's perspective, it just looked good Seeing the perfect silhouette on his side, there was a faint smile on the corners of his crimson lips.

"Tianxiang, you go down first, I have something to discuss with Mr. Murong." Cheng Anran said.

Tianxiang picked up the basin in dissatisfaction, glanced at this elegant and dusty man with nostalgia, and withdrew.

Murong Xue quietly looked at Cheng Anran, whose complexion was getting better, and secretly admired Wushuang's medical skills. Such a miraculous effect made him dare not imagine that she actually sealed his heart vein with a silver needle, causing the blood to stop flowing in an instant. , get rid of him through a hollow silver needle... How do you say that word, valve, yes, she said it is a valve, which removes the exhaust gas and congestion between the heart valves to achieve the purpose of treatment.

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