Nagato has such a slim waist

Sang Jiao's expression changed, and he immediately turned around, picked up the black-clothed leader whose arm was cut off, and dragged him to the execution room. Unexpectedly, he was laughed at sarcastically by the man.

"Dreams! Chun Yuyan, please stop having delusions... There is no cure for being hit by Crane Feather Jinghong... Just enjoy the joy of dying due to intestinal piercing and rotting."

"Hahahahaha."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Laughter echoed in the flower hall.

The coldness covered up the pervasive smell of blood.

The vibration caused several night lights to swing wildly.

The expressions of all the Yunchuan guards changed.

Feng Yun looked towards Chunyu Yan.

His eyes were dark, and it was impossible to tell what expression he had behind the iron mask.

"Feng Twelve."

Chun Yuyan suddenly called Feng Yun and put a hand on her shoulder.

"Please...help me...in."

The man's low, hoarse voice was slow and weak, as if it was filled with a layer of water vapor, moist and soft.Feng Yun frowned and stretched out his hand to pull him away, but was shocked when he noticed that his fingertips were cold.

"Your Majesty, why don't you tell the doctor soon?"

"It's useless." Chunyu Yan curled his lips coldly and took a deep breath. His body seemed to be unsteady and he pressed against Feng Yun.

"They have always wanted to kill me. How could they leave me any hope of living if they had such an opportunity... Crane Feather Jinghong is a rare poison in Yunchuan... There is no cure."

Feng Yun didn't know what Crane Yu Jinghong was, let alone what the poison would do, but in front of him was Chun Yuyan's bright red lips and red eyes, as well as the slightly trembling body leaning against her. It's definitely not normal.

"Ask your guards to help you..." Feng Yun gritted his teeth and held him up, bearing the force of him leaning on him. He didn't understand why this man looked so light and elegant, but when pressed up, he felt heavy, like dead flesh, too heavy. .

"The maid was killed by me..." Chun Yuyan opened his eyelids slightly, "I don't like stinky men."

"..." Feng Yun had nothing to say.

Chun Yuyan was much taller than him, leaning upright like a big bear leaning shamelessly on a little white rabbit, it was so painful to the eyes.

"Okay, okay, don't lean so close to me. I'll help you."

Just now, when they were still discussing cooperation, Chun Yuyan happened to pull her back to prevent her from being penetrated by a sharp arrow in the head. Although the incident was caused by him, Feng Yun could not leave him alone.

Feng Yun struggled to help him onto the soft couch in the inner room.

Chun Yuyan fell down, and a hand suddenly put on her shoulder, hooked her and pulled her down.

Feng Yun, who was still weak just now, suddenly received a force that was so powerful that he could neither resist nor dodge, and fell heavily on him.

That couch was the one where Feng Yun kidnapped him for food that day...

"Chun Yuyan!" Feng Yun was shocked to realize that something was wrong. He pushed himself up and found that he couldn't struggle. He immediately asked angrily: "You are not so petty, are you? It has been so long and you still want to take revenge on me?"

Chun Yuyan said nothing.

The girl's breath sprayed on his face, clearly conveying her anger, but at this moment, it was very beneficial to him.

From that day on, many nights he would recall everything that happened on this couch, the girl's provocative smile, her cold and beautiful eyes, and the tenderness of her jade-like skin that brought her close to his body. The tremors kept him awake all night...

Feng Yun brought humiliation to him.

What's more, it's a pain that cannot be vented.

His emotions seemed to have been sealed by her on that shameful day, like some evil force awakening his animal nature.Silently occupying him, torturing him, remembering him over and over like a maniac, over and over again...

It’s hard to endure, but I can’t suppress it.

"Qingqing, you have to be responsible for me."

Feng Yun met his dark eyes and was frightened.

Chun Yuyan's so-called Crane Feather Jinghong, according to the man in black, is a poison with no cure, and he will definitely die.

Moreover, it will also cause intestinal rupture and rottenness...

Feng Yun's flesh was numb.

In order to take revenge, Chun Yuyan wants to drag her to die together?
Feng Yun comforted him as calmly as possible, "Prince Chunyu, don't give up your life until the last moment. I think you... can still be saved. Do you think this is a good idea? We have a doctor Yao in Huaxi Village who has very good medical skills. I asked someone to invite him..."

Chunyu Yan didn't answer.

Suddenly he held her chin and stared at her lips in a daze.

The look in his eyes made Feng Yun's hair stand on end.

If it breaks, he will feed her poison...

The instinct to survive made Feng Yun twist and struggle fiercely.

"Lian Ji..." Chun Yuyan didn't know what he recalled, and his blurred eyes seemed to soften instantly. He pinched Feng Yun with his fingers and moved up inch by inch, as if he was stroking some precious treasure.

"Don't go, Lianji... don't go..."

Feng Yun was very angry, "I'm not Lian Ji, crazy. You see clearly."

But at this moment, Chun Yuyan was probably crazy. This person couldn't hear what she said, and his eyes stared at her pitifully, like an abandoned puppy or kitten.

"Don't go! You can't ignore me..."

"Chun Yuyan." Thinking of him being poisoned, Feng Yun suppressed his anger, "Listen clearly, I am Feng Yun. Let go of your hand. I will have someone come to wait on you and help you find a doctor. He will definitely cure you. .”

"You are. You are Lian Ji." Chun Yuyan's chest rose and fell rapidly, with a firm light in his foggy fox eyes, and his tone sounded vicious.

"You...how can you always give up on me?"

"What an infatuated person." Feng Yun gave him a subtle look and sneered sarcastically.

"I won't be able to see your Lian Ji until I die. It's a bit pitiful to think about it. It's a pity..."

Feng Yun smiled slightly, "I have some sympathy, but not much."

Before her voice fell, she raised her knees rudely and thrust them against Chun Yuyan's crotch.

Chunyu Yan groaned in pain, bulging veins appeared on the back of his hands, and he gasped like a trapped animal...

Feng Yun raised his hand and slapped him in the face with two big slaps, causing his mask to tilt.

But Chun Yuyan, who was poisoned, reacted very quickly. He quickly tightened his hand on her, pressed her over regardless, and said breathlessly:
"Lian Ji... you said it, said it..."

Feng Yun saw him getting excited and mouthing "Lian Ji". For a moment, he couldn't figure out whether this person was crazy or if the poison had entered his brain and made him stupid. He looked around, pulled a piece of clothing on the bedside and looked at him. He covered his head and covered his face.

Chunyu Yan didn't make a sound and his head was covered.

Feng Yun held him firmly, quickly pulled off his belt and tied his hands tightly.

"Be honest, huh?"

Perhaps it was due to poisoning, and Chun Yuyan's resistance was not violent.

Feng Yun felt a little relieved when he saw how weak he was.

But having to tie up a big man was still so tiring that she was breathing unevenly and was covered in sweat.

"If I can cure you once, I can cure you a second time."

After he was tied up and his lips were trembling with anger, Feng Yun smiled again. "But this time, I am doing it for the sake of the prince. Otherwise, I don't know what trouble the prince will cause."

Chun Yuyan breathed heavily.

He is a madman, but when he meets a woman who is crazier than him, the excitement in his eyes is far more than the fear.

"Lian Ji..."

"I told you I'm not Lian Ji." Feng Yun was so angry that he took Qiu Tong and whipped it on him.

The whip was not fully deployed and the force was not strong.

She wanted to punish and vent her anger more, not to cause him pain.

But Chun Yuyan had a thin trickle of sweat dripping down his forehead.

"Does it hurt?" Feng Yun saw that he had calmed down and there was a slight groan in his nose, so he lowered his head again and asked him with a nasty smile: "Isn't it uncomfortable to wear the mask? Do you want me to help you take it off?"

Chun Yuyan's face showed fear and he shook his head vigorously.

Feng Yun didn't care whether he was happy or unhappy. With a little effort...

The mask was taken off, and that unparalleled handsome face was in front of him.

Feng Yun wrapped the whip around his body, pointed it at him and said, "Don't make trouble, or I'll beat you to death."

The poisoned Chun Yuyan was easier to deal with than usual. He seemed to really think of her as Lian Ji. Apart from panting and no longer glaring at her, there was actually a bit of soft affection on his face...

"So nice."

Chun Yuyan has a pair of very beautiful eyes, and his patient and helpless look is very endearing.

Feng Yun experienced the joy of giving up restraint to control evil with evil, but it did not affect her appreciation of beauty.

"You said you have such a beautiful face, why do you cover it up so that no one can see it?" Feng Yun used a gesture that almost drove people crazy, lowered his head, and gently used Qiu Tong's whip handle. Lifting Chun Yuyan's chin.

"Do you really think I am Lian Ji?"

Chunyu Yan lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Feng Yun looked at him for a moment, and pursed his lips as if he realized something.

"Yes, you are just a beast in disguise, there is no need for anyone to show mercy to you..."

"Untie me..." Chun Yuyan's voice was weak, the veins on his forehead were prominent, as if his whole body was about to explode, and his back was already soaked with sweat.

His body curled up slightly, his eyes filled with resentment.

"I'm going to die...you still treat me like this. Where is your conscience?"

Feng Yun raised his eyebrows, silently holding the mask that fell on the pillow, and gently put it back on for him, as if comforting the fragile self-esteem and secret inferiority of an injured child.

After doing this, she straightened up, smoothed her messy hair and straightened her clothes calmly.

Chun Yuyan looked at her quietly.

The eyes couldn't deceive, he looked sober.

Feng Yun had some doubts as to whether this person was really poisoned.

"Did the prince recognize who I am?"

Chun Yuyan opened his mouth, his voice low and hoarse.

"Feng Twelve, untie me."

Feng Yun said coldly: "If I had known this, why would I pretend to be crazy? I know that the prince hates me, but there is no need to use such vicious methods. The ants are still living in vain. I advise the prince to stop clinging to our little hatred and think about what to do first. Stay alive..."

Chun Yuyan gasped and stared at her. He didn't know what he thought of, but he closed his eyes weakly.

"Please, please add some spices to me. I want to die more comfortably..."

There is a hollow Boshan incense burner on the table, exuding a faint fragrance.

Feng Yun didn't say anything, but added a little spice to the incense burner, just to take care of the deceased's emotions.

Chun Yuyan half-closed his eyes, staring at her figure and posture and the exposed milky white skin. His eyes were piercing, and he suddenly said: "That day you came here, I used this incense, and I haven't changed it since. …”

Feng Yun stared at this man in disbelief.

In my heart, people are going to die and don’t want to survive, so why do they still care about this?

"Your Majesty, do you really not want to see a doctor?"

Chun Yuyan covered his heaving chest and shook his head.

"The doctor can't cure me."

Feng Yun squinted his eyes, feeling that the light in his eyes was very dangerous, silently stepped back, bowed, and left decisively.

When I walked to the outside, I saw two servants standing outside the door, which was very strange.

The master has been poisoned, yet they are still waiting here calmly...

Feng Yun said: "Let's find a doctor for Prince Chunyu."

The two servants didn't even raise their heads. They responded and still stood there without moving.

Feng Yun felt strange, and immediately felt dangerous, and quickened his pace...

He couldn't afford to offend a servant who didn't even care about Chun Yuyan's life or death.
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In the inner room, Chun Yuyan turned over his hands that were bound by Feng Yun, slowly broke free, and then slowly wiped the sweat on his body with a handkerchief.

"Xiang Zhong."

A man who looked like a chamberlain walked in from outside the tent and said, "Your Majesty."

Chunyu Yan said: "Prepare water."

She responded to her father-in-law, looked at his red ears, and was startled, "Is the prince okay?"

Chunyu Yan: "It's okay."

Xiang Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, the prince got the news early and replaced the poisonous tea cup. Otherwise, I would have fallen victim to their poisonous trick today..."

Chun Yuyan sneered, "My two useless concubines will also use these bad tricks. I'll tell the scouts to keep an eye out for me. If there is any trouble, report it immediately."

Xiang Zhong agreed and frowned again, almost imperceptibly.

"Why would the prince bother to deal with that Feng Twelve Niang? If the prince doesn't like it, just kill him..."

"Ha!" Chun Yuyan interrupted with a chuckle, and there was a hint of twinge in his eyes that Xiang Zhong couldn't understand, "Feng Twelve, it's a lot of fun. I won't let her die until I get tired of playing."

Xiang Zhong glanced at the prince's flushed appearance when he was fished out of hot water, sighed silently in his heart, nodded, and went down.

Chun Yuyan sat upright, rubbing his wrists twice, thinking about Feng Yun's fierceness just now, thinking about how she pressed on him and said he was a beast in clothes, and chuckled "so good".

He snorted and laughed.

"I also have a little bit of kindness, Feng Twelve, you can use it sparingly."

This chapter is very fat~ See you tomorrow!
Pei Ran: At this moment, shouldn't I be allowed to come out and say a few words?

Reader: Anyway, your mouth is just for decoration, so it’s okay if you don’t speak.

Xiao Cheng: ...The war is raging in the sky, and I miss you so much that I am thirsty, but you are enjoying the beauty in the Huayue Stream. It is really hateful.

Reader: Xiao scumbag, please clean your neck. Maybe it will be your turn next time...