Divine Doctor Poison Concubine: Miss Waste

Chapter 482 The Emperor Is Seriously Ill (2)
This is her painting, her talent is so outstanding, her smile is so indifferent but it makes people fascinated deeply. I don't know when she hooked his deepest soul, the more she struggled, the deeper she fell The more you can't extricate yourself.

The hand that was as white as fat jade had a red luster, the strength in the hand became stronger and stronger, and the eyes became darker and darker. "No matter what the price is, I will never give up. Qing Ge, you can only be mine."

Like taking an oath, he made an oath that would never change throughout his life.

Some things seem like the gears of fate should be walking on this track. Even if you want to avoid escape, but when you go back and forth, you go back to the original point and experience the same thing. It is difficult to break free, but you seem to be willing to sink.

"There are assassins, catch them quickly."

The sudden loud noise outside the door broke the silence in the large tent of the military camp. Feng Yunli took a last look at the scroll in his hand with incomparable nostalgia, and then carefully put it away and put it into the wooden box beside it.

"Whoever breaks into the barracks indiscriminately, report your name quickly, otherwise be careful that the general will be ruthless." A thick voice came out accompanied by anger. This is the number one general of the Feng family, Nu Tai, and Feng Yunli's most loyal subordinate. .

"I...I'm not an assassin, general, please...help...help me..." A weak woman's voice came out intermittently. Just by hearing this voice, one could tell that she must be very weak at this time.

Feng Yunli's handsome face turned tense after hearing this voice, she stood up abruptly and strode out of the battalion commander.

It was snowing heavily outside, white snowflakes fluttered, and the ground was already covered with thick snow. After Feng Yunli walked out of the battalion commander, the soldiers outside the door immediately noticed, and hurriedly kneeled on the snow ground respectfully: "Subordinate See my lord."

Feng Yunli didn't look at everyone outside, but stared at the figure lying on the ground. From his angle, that figure was very thin and thin. She was wearing a long gray gown, and her hair was covered by a worn-out hat. Covering it, she crawled half sideways in the ice and snow, surrounded by soldiers with sharp swords against her neck, as if she didn't care enough, her tender skin would be scratched by cold and eyeless weapons.

That person seemed to be aware of the strangeness behind her, and turned around with big terrified eyes. When Feng Li saw her appearance, Feng Li felt that her whole heart was going to explode, her breathing was slow, and even her steps were light. Slowed down a lot, looked at her, looked at her deeply, shook his head, he was afraid that he was in a dream now, so every step he took was extremely cautious, for fear that he would only understand when he walked in, everything was wrong. It's just that he is in a mirage, an unreal dream.

Everyone looked at him curiously, Nutai's big copper-bell-like eyes opened wider, his mouth was slightly opened, exaggerated and funny, his face was surprised, his master has always been ascetic, why is he staring at this little boy in front of him now? The beggar is so preoccupied?

The snow was thickly spread on the ground, and the surroundings seemed to fall into silence for a moment, only the sound of "squeak..." was heard, which was the sound of boots squeezing the snow.

During this short distance of a few meters, Feng Yunli was full of thoughts, trembling, excited, unbelievable, and even praying. He was an abandoned person since he was a child, with a special status and a difficult mission. what else?Now, he only hopes, hopes that his figure will appear in that person's eyes, so that he may be satisfied, but now, looking at the familiar face in front of him, is it true that God is finally willing to take pity on him?

"Miss, it's getting late, you should go to bed earlier." Qiaolan added more oil to the lamp in front of the desk, and the dim yellow room instantly lit up.

"En. Go down and rest first." Xia Qingge looked down at the two jade pendants in front of her seriously. They were exactly the same, the unicorn jade pendant, which was left by Mrs. Yang. This may have a lot to do with the jade pendant given to her by the Underworld God. "What exactly is it?"

"What are you talking about, Miss? Are you talking to a servant girl?" Qiaolan was sorting the books behind the desk, and hurriedly turned around when she heard her words.

Xia Qingge continued to bow her head in silence. Qiaolan could only shake her head when she saw it. The young lady had been staring at the two jade pendants in a daze for a while, and she didn't listen to her questions or what she said to her. She had completely entered her own world. .

Seeing that Xia Qingge remained silent, Qiaolan then silently went about her work. It is already deep winter, and her main task every night is to manage the charcoal stove. She hoped that the lady would not feel the slightest chill in the room.

At this time, she filled the charcoal basin with charcoal again, then glanced at Xia Qingge who was silent and deep in thought, picked up a cotton padded coat that was next to him and quietly walked to Xia Qingge's side, and gently Putting it on the back, looked around carefully to see if the doors and windows were closed, then turned and walked out.

The study room was unusually quiet, and the orange light was dancing. Xia Qingge kept his head down, carefully observing the jade pendant in his hand.

"Bang..." A sharp weapon whizzed towards Xia Qingge with a gust of cold wind from outside. Looking towards the place where the broken window came in, there was a hole in the window paper at this time, and the cold wind whistled into the room along with the small hole exposed.

"Miss, are you alright? A black shadow flew over the opposite roof just now, and the subordinates have already sent people to chase after it."

Glancing at the dart in his hand, Xia Qingge said to Jing Mo outside the door, "I'm fine."

There was no sound outside the door, but Xia Qingge could hear Jing Mo's deeply relieved breath.

"Damn this subordinate, for not protecting you well, miss, this subordinate will report to the master to accept the punishment."

"No, martial arts are not taken for granted. Besides, he is shooting darts inward from the roof outside Zixia Courtyard. Even if you realize it, it's too late to stop it." She took down a piece of paper stuck on the dart as she spoke. spread out.

"Thank you, miss. From now on, my subordinates must be careful to defend. Secret guards will be placed within 50 meters outside Zixia courtyard to ensure the safety of miss."

Xia Qingge hummed softly, "Go down!"

When she saw the crumpled piece of paper in her hand, she couldn't help but frown, and there was a hint of contemplation in her eyes. It was indeed a senior guard of Ouchi with extraordinary martial arts.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to drink your medicine."

A woman in a lotus-colored short shirt and jacket, and a plain long skirt walked over, followed by a group of servants.

Qin Wudi lay quietly on the bed, his originally robust body was becoming thinner day by day, his face was tinged with bruise from old illness, he slowly opened his eyes, and glanced lightly at the woman standing in front of him " What about Chi Fu? Why are you here?"

Although the voice was hoarse and soft, the words that came out were full of anger.

(End of this chapter)