Your Royal Highness is sweet and sweet

Chapter 295 How can you be at ease with such a dangerous man?
Qin Rujun cheered from the bottom of his heart.

Death is good, death is wonderful, death is croaking.

It is best to forget the imperial decree when you die, or give up the throne to other princes.

Apart from Qin Ruilin, there are two other princes in the frontier area, she has never seen them since traveling here for a year.

It doesn't matter, the important thing is to die and forget the imperial decree.

She has her own way to deal with the throne.

Just as he was thinking, Xiong Da on the side urged him in a low voice.

"Well, let's go." Qin Rujun put away his expression and walked outside.

I don't know what's going on in the Dragon Palace.

The fact that the emperor is really dead has both advantages and disadvantages for her. After weighing each other, the advantages must outweigh the disadvantages.

Dragon Palace.

She had just stepped into the emperor's bedroom, when a strange atmosphere swept over her, making her look around suspiciously.

Everyone in the hall stood around the dragon couch, and one of them was standing in the center of the hall, tall and straight, wearing a black robe.

Qin Rujun walked forward suspiciously until he reached the side of the dragon couch. When he turned around, his jaw almost fell to the ground in shock.

"You..." She was about to say it out loud, but fortunately at this moment she realized that this was the emperor's bedroom.

Although the man had two tufts of beard on his face, which looked strange and funny, it still didn't affect Qin Rujun's recognition of him.

Feng Zimo, why is he here?
The most important thing is that he was still wearing a mage's robe, which was pitch black.

"Cough cough cough...the crown prince is here." The emperor on the dragon couch coughed weakly twice, and let out the sound slowly.

His eyes opened a crack, as if he was struggling to open them, exhausting all his strength.

Qin Rujun looked at Qin Tianhuai like this, and couldn't help thinking, could this emperor really be unable to make it through?

Are the water monsters in the lake really so powerful?
"Master, please tell me, how to cure the emperor's sudden strange disease?" Nan Siying who was on the side was a little anxious and couldn't help but ask.

She was afraid that the emperor died, and the emperor died, wouldn't she, a concubine, be buried with her?
It's scary to think about.

Although he felt that Yu Haohann might keep her, it was not necessarily true. It was hard to say for a person like Yu Haohann.

The King of the Northern Territory has been thinking about the throne for many years. Now that he finally has this opportunity, how can he let it go?
If she took this opportunity to please the King of the Northern Territory and let the King of the Northern Territory keep her, maybe she could avoid the fate of being buried with her?
At this moment, Nan Siying was already thinking about the next thing quickly.

She was already calculating how to escape when she was not sure whether the emperor would really return to the west.

Qin Rujun looked at Feng Zimo suspiciously.

It is really strange that this man appears here.

Not many people should have seen Feng Zimo. Now that he is pretending to be a mage, don't the two mages beside Nan Siying find it strange?And the supreme mage who is the head of mages, the man Yu Haohan doesn't feel suspicious?
Qin Rujun's mind couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

But think about it, with so many mages under Yu Haohann, how could he clearly remember the appearance, characteristics and names of each mage?
"This mage, please tell me." Qin Rujun also asked quite calmly.

She winked at Feng Zimo, and gave him a look, telling him to play by ear.

I don't know if this man understands it.

Feng Zimo nodded lightly and said: "Reporting to the emperor, His Royal Highness, there is only one way to save the emperor, and that is to let the master of the Blazing Flame Sect detoxify."

"What? Detoxification?" The imperial physician who was kneeling beside the dragon's couch was also full of disbelief.

He was taking the emperor's pulse, and he had checked the pulse no less than ten times, but he didn't find anything wrong at all.

No poison can be seen in the pulse condition, what's going on?

"This poison is colorless, tasteless and shapeless. The master of Blazing Flame Sect is good at medicine, so he can naturally cure this poison." Feng Zimo said while stroking his beard.

"Then how did the poison get on the father?" Qin Ruilin, who was watching from the side, immediately spoke out.

When he first heard that Qin Tianhuai was going to die, a look of ecstasy flashed through his heart.

If the emperor died, as long as he got rid of Qin Rujun, the throne would definitely belong to him.

But it never occurred to him that the pulse condition, which even the imperial physician could not diagnose, would now be called poisoned by the mage.

"The grassroots don't know who did this poison, but judging from the emperor's symptoms, it should be given by the person closest to him, and the poison took effect within three days."

Feng Zimo's expression didn't change when he told a lie, and he didn't feel any awkwardness at all.

This is clearly a chronic poison, and it is a poison unique to the Arctic country, but he said it as if it is very common.

Qin Rujun glanced at him, and it turned out that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. This man has been with Yan Mochen for a long time, and he is really as brazen as Yan Mochen.

When the emperor heard this, he was about to speak when he started coughing violently.

He shouted excitedly: "Ahem, cough, cough... Hurry up, let go of the master of the Blazing Sect, immediately! Cough, cough, cough!"

It was extremely difficult for him to speak, and his eyes were opened wide as much as possible, but in the end there was still a gap.

Qin Rujun was startled suddenly.

She remembered that she told a certain man before that she would forgive him as long as she saved the dead ghost.

He still has this trick?
Did he expect the emperor to be poisoned today, so he agreed so quickly?
This man Yan Mochen is really scary.

He can easily control people's hearts, and he can play with everything in the palm of his hand. It's easy, but everyone is caught off guard.

And her?Her heart was in his palm, which made her feel full of danger all the time.

"Yes, I'll do it now, slave." Seeing this, the eunuch immediately nodded, turned around and left.

Letting go of the master of the Blazing Flame Sect means that the matter of questioning and beheading is equivalent to nothing?

The so-called Junwu jokes did not work at all on the emperor who was afraid of death.

Qin Rujun simply stood aside and watched with folded arms, without intending to interrupt.

After waiting for a while, footsteps were faintly heard at the gate of the palace.

Qin Rujun held his breath.

This is the point, is the real Yan Mochen in the dungeon, or a substitute dead ghost?

Footsteps came closer, and the eunuch led the man behind him closer to the couch.

The light in the hall was dim, and with the wind blowing in from the window, the candles flickered even more violently, and the dim yellow light flickered flickeringly.

The tall man walked behind the eunuch, his figure was tall and straight, elegant and elegant.

The man approached, as if deliberately walking past Qin Rujun.

The familiar elegant and delicate fragrance floated in front of him.

Qin Rujun was slightly taken aback.

Unexpectedly, it was really him.

He changed his appearance, changed into the appearance he had when he was on the animal training ground that day.

When the man passed by her, his thin lips curved slightly, and there seemed to be a bit of joking in his light smile.

Qin Rujun always felt that the smile on his mouth was mocking her.

She curled her lips and said nothing.

The man approached the dragon couch.

Suddenly Qin Ruilin said, "Wait a minute!"

He uttered a sound to stop Yan Mochen from approaching, the man stopped and did not move forward.

"The head of the Blazing Flame Sect just assassinated the King of the Northern Territory not long ago. Is such a dangerous man safe to be close to the emperor?" Qin Ruilin said while looking at Qin Rujun, "What's more, this head of the sect is so powerful in martial arts."

"What does King Rui want?" Qin Rujun was a little impatient.

"Tie up the prince, the sect master and the prince have such a deep friendship, I'm afraid they won't ignore the prince's life or death?" Qin Ruilin said again.

Qin Rujun frowned, and the sharpness in his eyes became even sharper.

What kind of bad idea is this?

Only an idiot like Qin Ruilin could think of such a thing, right?

She sneered in her heart, spread her hands and said: "Since King Rui thinks so, let's do it like this!"

"No need." The man in Fang Xuanpao whispered two words.

It's obviously just two simple words, but this imposing manner is so compelling that people have no other thoughts other than surrender.

Qin Ruilin was slightly stunned, overwhelmed by the man's powerful aura.

Qin Rujun lightly glanced at the corner of his mouth, and urged: "King Rui, don't be naughty, the illness can't be delayed."

That's what she said, but she knew Yan Mochen's temperament well, how could this man really detoxify the emperor, would it only make the emperor's poison worse and worse?

Isn't there a deep hatred between them, so the thought of killing the emperor will definitely be even crazier at this moment.

Qin Rujun thought to himself, watching the man silently.

Yan Mochen seemed to feel her gaze, and suddenly raised his eyes to look over, and a very bright light flashed across the ice blue eyes.

Qin Rujun didn't know what the light in his eyes meant, but felt that his eyes were sending her, as if telling her to rest assured.

She lowered her eyes and slightly hooked her lips.

"Stop talking, detoxify me quickly!" Qin Tianhuai scolded.

He yelled hard, and his voice became extremely hoarse because of his yelling, as if his vocal cords had been severely torn.

Yan Mochen stepped forward and tapped the emperor's acupoints quickly, so that the expression on the emperor's face stagnated at the previous roaring expression.

A strange pill was stuffed into the emperor's mouth.

Qin Rujun opened his eyes wide and looked at it, not knowing what kind of pill it was.

"Okay?" Qin Ruilin asked with a frown.

"Yeah." The man answered simply.

"Hehe, King Rui doesn't know that the pill that the master of Blazing Flame Sect gave to the emperor is a magic medicine that can cure all poisons, even a magic doctor can't get it."

Feng Zimo immediately stepped forward to smooth things over, obviously just talking nonsense.

How can there be such a powerful thing, in fact, the medicine that Yan Mochen stuffed into the emperor's mouth was another kind of chronic poison.

It's just that this kind of medicine, the exclusive poison of the Arctic country, cannot be diagnosed even by the imperial physicians of Qin Yao country.

Qin Ruilin pursed his lips and wanted to ask something, but if he continued to ask now, it would only arouse the emperor's dissatisfaction.

"Ahem... I seem to feel much better." Qin Tianhuai's eyes suddenly widened, and he immediately sat up.

Seeing him get up, the eunuch was about to go forward to support the emperor, but was pushed away by the emperor.

"Hey, look, I'm all right!" Qin Tianhuai said as he got down from the dragon couch, and started circling in the hall barefoot.

Turning and laughing, almost insane.

Qin Rujun secretly twitched the corners of his mouth, suspecting that the medicine Yan Mochen gave him was neurotic medicine.

This is no different from a neurosis...

"The master of the sect has made meritorious service today, and I will definitely reward you heavily." The emperor spun around enough, and because he spun too much, his body swayed a bit. Fortunately, there was a big eunuch on the side to support him, otherwise he would really fall to the ground.

Yan Mochen said in a low voice: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

His tone was distant and indifferent.

The emperor was engrossed in the joy of detoxification, and was not displeased or disgusted by Yan Mochen's attitude.

……

Back at Jingyang Palace, it was already almost dawn.

Looking at the night outside, Qin Rujun was about to take off his clothes when he suddenly stopped.

A pair of hands suddenly wrapped around her waist from behind her.

The movement was so sudden that she didn't even notice it when he was approaching.

The cool embrace was pressed against her slightly stiff back, and the man's familiar chest was very close.

Qin Rujun swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"When did you come in?" Actually, she wanted to ask, didn't he leave first?
"Before you." Yan Mochen lowered his head, and pressed his thin lips against her ear.

It seems that since the relationship, this man especially likes to stick by her side.

Oh no, rather than being sticky, it is more accurate that he prefers to move his mouth to her.

"No, no, what are you holding me for? I haven't said I'll forgive you yet." Qin Rujun was almost bewildered by this man.

Especially every time this guy sticks to her ear and speaks with a low hoarse, magnetic and alluring voice, she is always easily bewitched by him uncontrollably.

This man is really too bad!
(End of this chapter)