The King of Sickness Loves Poison Concubine

Chapter 26 Talking Hearts
"Get out of the way." Yue Churen casually pulled away the guards surrounding the door, jumped up the steps and saw the situation in the study.The expensive screen had been broken, and the tables and chairs had fallen to the ground, but what caught Yue Chu's attention even more was the white figure tossing and turning in the room without touching his feet.Just like the martial arts dramas I saw before, his body seemed to be pulled by a rope, and he moved quickly from side to side. When he wanted to focus on him, he moved away and floated elsewhere.

Feng Yancang's strange body skills really shocked Yue Churen. She knew that these ancient people had a unique practice method that could make the body have a very powerful explosive power, but she did not expect that they could really reach this level.

"Princess, the prince is already injured, you see those bugs are still chasing him, hurry up and find a way to save the prince." Yue Churen has been motionless since he rushed to the door, Qi Feng, Yan Qing and the others ran up anxiously and said.

The Yue Chu people came back to their senses, and raised their hands to put the purple bamboo flute that they had held in their hands when they came out of the room to their lips. The sharp and piercing sound immediately scratched everyone's eardrums. Feng Yancang, who couldn't see his true self, was finally able to stop.

Standing lightly on a chair, Feng Yancang's right hand was covering his left arm, the white sleeve was stained with blood, the bright red color was very glaring.

The piercing monotones floating from the purple bamboo flute were like sharp knives, quickly cutting the black worms with the length of an adult's index finger in an invisible state.When they chased Feng Yancang just now, they were very fast, as if they had grown wings, they moved precisely in the direction of Feng Yancang.It can jump a few inches off the ground, and its attack power cannot be underestimated.

However, no matter how fierce they are, they are no match for the simple sharp and piercing single sounds of the Yue Chu people.With just a few blows, the insects that were just unstoppable exploded and turned into a pool of black liquid, and the whole study fell silent, except for the sound of the pattering rain echoing in the dark night.

Putting down the flute, Yue Churen raised his eyelashes to look at Feng Yancang, who was standing at the farthest point in the room, his eyes flicked across his calm and almost expressionless face, and finally fixed on his blood-stained left arm.

"What are you doing looking at me so bitterly and bitterly? Can you die?" For a long while, Feng Yancang had no intention of opening his mouth.Yue Churen was not pleasing to the eye, he really has a small mind, as big as a sesame seed.Two days later, he still made faces for her.Without her tonight, he would have to fly around the room until he died of exhaustion.

Feng Yancang lowered his eyes, jumped off the chair with his left arm clutched, and walked around the messy floor to the door.

Yue Churen raised his eyebrows and looked at him. He was quite angry at first, but looking at his pale face and his pitiful hand covering his wound, if she said something harsh, it would seem like she was bullying of.

"Follow me." He stood by the door like a doormat and didn't make a sound. Yue Churen finally didn't hold his breath, frowned and grabbed his right arm impatiently, and dragged him away rudely. into the rain.

The guards enjoying the baptism of rain outside the study did not speak a word until the 'mighty' princess and the 'weird' prince left, and then they moved to clean up the messy battlefield.

Dragging Feng Yancang back to Changqing Pavilion, Yue Churen first wiped off the rainwater from his face and hair with a towel, and then ran to the pharmacy next door, but came back after a while.

Feng Yancang sat on the edge of the bed, the sleeve of his left arm was blood red, he had just walked in the rain, and his body was also wet.Strands of long hair were scattered on his shoulders, and his perfect face was expressionless. Raindrops slid down his cheeks, forming a charming arc that was opposite to his temperament.

Walking over with a few bottles of medicine, Yue Churen looked at him up and down with a face that looked down on him, but he didn't make a sound, and Yue Churen didn't know whether to laugh or get angry.This ancient man was still angry with her. Thinking about it, I couldn't help feeling ridiculous, but it was strange that he was angry in such a special way.

"Wipe it off." Throwing her used towel directly on his face, the corners of Yue Churen's mouth twitched, and he had nothing to say to him.

The towel fell on his lap, Feng Yancang picked it up with his uninjured right hand, gracefully wiped off the rain on his face, raised his phoenix eyes to look at Yue Churen who was staring at him with a smile.

"I'll give you medicine and take off your clothes." He was originally ordered to do it by himself, but after seeing him undressing with his right hand clumsily, he became a little impatient, then took a step closer, and took his clothes off like a bandit The clothes were stripped off, and in the blink of an eye, Feng Yancang's upper body was completely naked.

His hair was still wet, and it formed a strong visual contrast on his white shoulders. Yue Churen just admired it for a second, and then set his sights on his injured left arm.

A wound several centimeters long was turned outward, and it was still bleeding, staining his entire left arm red.

"The wound is very deep! If I just sprinkle some medicine on you, your recovery will be very slow. Let me give you a few stitches." Seeing the wound, Yue Churen couldn't help frowning.Seeing his expressionless face just now immersed in anger, she thought he was only slightly injured.

Regardless of whether Feng Yancang agreed or not, Yue Churen used silver needles to seal several acupuncture points on his shoulders, then turned around and walked out of the room in the rain to go to the pharmacy to get anesthetics.

Feng Yancang sat alone by the bed, his expression eased after Yue Churen walked out, he lowered his eyes to look at the wound that was bleeding gradually, his slender lips raised slightly, in fact he really liked to see Yue Churen running around for him It looked like, at least, he felt very smooth in his heart.

When he came back with the anesthetic and the hook needle, Yue Churen skillfully applied the anesthetic to him. The anesthetic was formulated by herself. The effect was not ideal, but it definitely made Feng Yancang feel no pain.

Feng Yancang watched her seriously working on his arm in silence, and was a little surprised that his whole arm became numb after she sprinkled those powders, and even later the fishhook-shaped needle passed through him one by one. He didn't even feel the slightest touch.

"Who is going to kill you? The prince?" The prince has tried to attack him not once or twice, and Yue Chu people naturally thought of him first.

Feng Yancang raised his head and looked at her delicate face, and her thick eyelashes could be seen clearly from too close a distance, "Well. The two people who tried to poison the king in the palace that day died. hand." In fact, it was his hand.

Yue Churen frowned, "Hmph, if you can kill those two idiots, why don't you also kill the prince and the old man?" Her words were full of sarcasm. Compared with the prince, it is quite normal.At the very least, Feng Yancang was suspicious because he was suspicious, and he didn't know how to act, while the crown prince Feng Yanyi was more perverted, and immediately attacked after being suspicious.

The corners of Feng Yancang's lips were raised, and his beautiful phoenix eyes were also stained with a smile, "Now that you say that, Wangfei, this king really wants to kill him."

Yue Churen lowered his head and looked at him with the eyes of 'you have finally enlightened', "That's right! Xiao Cangzi, you didn't get hurt in vain, the nerves in your brain are finally connected together. This is what you want in the future If anyone dares to provoke you, kill him immediately!" He patted his uninjured right arm proudly, Feng Yancang pursed his lips and drooped his eyes, covering the flood of tears in his eyes. smile.

(End of this chapter)