The emperor's favorite useless concubine

Chapter 76
"Your Majesty..." The people behind him paused, as if they had made up their minds, and suddenly changed their tone, very cautiously: "Your Majesty, didn't you keep asking this old man what happened to the story between the late Emperor and Mrs. Xi?" ?"

Yan Han's movements stopped immediately, he turned around, stared at the person coming, "Sir, what did you say?"

The person who answered the question was the old man who visited Yanhan in disguise with Yanhan back then.

He is also Yan Han's emperor teacher and Yan Zihao's proud advisor.

"Yes, the old man is willing to say it, although it will damage the reputation of the late king, but... But the old man really, really doesn't want the king to repeat the same mistakes!" The old man looked at Yan Han and said very firmly: "Your Majesty, see Today's Miss Yi, this old man is like seeing Mrs. Xi from back then! Day and night, this old man is terrified of the king, it hurts so much!"

Yan Han's eyes moved.

Fengjiu's surname is Feng.

But the place where he lives is called Luofeng Villa.

This is a very unlucky thing, and ordinary people would never do it, but because the protagonist is Feng Jiu, the world takes it for granted.

If one day Feng Jiu plays her cards according to common sense, the sun will come out from the west.

Just passed the New Year's Eve.

The red lanterns of Luofeng Mountain Villa have not been taken off yet.

One by one, the branches of the courtyard are hung, the small pavilions, pavilions and waterside pavilions are very unique.

Under the lantern, Feng Jiu was sitting in a rocking chair in the yard, rocking once and for all, with a lazy expression, her eyes narrowed slightly like smog, and she had just seen a ray of light in this world clearly.A dim ray of light.

Why bother to see clearly?

"Mr. Feng!" An exasperated shout came from behind.

Feng Jiu secretly sighed.

It's a beautiful spring, and it's about to be ruined by someone again.

Sure enough, not long after, a man ran up to Feng Jiu angrily, although his standing posture was respectful, his voice was not respectful at all, "Mr. Feng!"

Feng Jiu reluctantly opened her eyes. Although the man in front of her was handsome, she had an expression as if someone owed him thousands of dollars.

"Yi Jian, can't you call me properly?" Feng Jiu lamented, "My ears will be deafened by you sooner or later."

Yi Jian's face was embarrassed, and then he became righteous again. He bent down, gave Feng Jiu a big gift without any explanation, and said holding his breath: "Mr. Feng, please go and see the prince, the prince has been in a coma for three days and three nights. , if this continues, something will happen to Yi Jian..."

"Are you a doctor, or am I a doctor?" Feng Jiu rolled her eyes and interrupted him rudely.

Yi Jian straightened up and replied solemnly: "Of course Mr. Feng is a doctor."

"That's right, this is my Luofeng Mountain Villa, and I'm a doctor, so please let me be clean and clean." Feng Jiu's face was full of helplessness, tired and faint, as if she hadn't slept well for a long time .

Yi Jian bit his lip, lowered his head and didn't answer, he was just human, but he stood stubbornly in front of Feng Jiu.

Feng Jiu didn't bother to pay attention to him, and continued to close her eyes and meditate.

However, he lay on his own for a while, and then found that the feeling now was not as comfortable as before.

Feng Jiu's health is not good, and she is shy of the cold. Now, the spring sun, which does not have much heat, has been completely covered by Yi Jian's tall figure, so there is no comfort to speak of.

He could only open his eyes again, sighed helplessly, then stood up and said, "Let's go."

Yi Jian was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed and followed Feng Jiu step by step.

Feng Jiu walked very slowly. Along the way, she did not forget to water the flowers and feed the fish.

Yi Jian didn't dare to urge him, but just followed behind obediently and quietly, with an anxious expression on his face.

The easternmost garden of Fengjiu's current Luofeng Villa.

He Lanxue lives in the southernmost wing of Luofeng Villa.

This way, through countless corridors, brushing flowers and willows, and greeting countless people, Feng Jiufang moved slowly outside He Lanxue's door.

Yi Jian's head was already smoking with anxiety.

Just when Feng Jiu was about to push open the door of the wing room, his hand stopped suddenly.

Yi Jian's heart was almost in his throat.

The life and death of the prince was uncertain, and he was sent here for three days and three nights, but Feng Jiu ignored him, basked in the sun all day, drank tea, and played chess with himself, almost as good as Yi Ren.

Of course, Yi Ren will not be so bored as to play chess with himself.It is possible to sleep with yourself.

Thinking of this, Yi Jian quickly shook his head: How could he think of the princess? It's still such a blasphemy idea, it's a sin.

However, Feng Jiu's attitude really made Yi Jian anxious.

Now, he is finally willing to come to see his lord, but he barely stops at the door, how can Yi Jian not go crazy!
"Mr. Feng..." Yi Jian called out tentatively.

Feng Jiu turned around slowly, and then said casually: "It seems to be lunch, how about eating first?"

"Mr. Feng!" Yi Jian wanted to slash someone.

"Master Wu, are you hungry?" Feng Jiu ignored him and asked slowly, still with a calm expression on his face.

Yi Jian was stunned, looking at Feng Jiu for no reason.

"So, it seems that I'm really hungry." Behind Yi Jian, came an old and naive answer.

Yi Jian suddenly turned his head, looking in shock at the person who came out of the ground.

Unkempt, ragged, and full of age, it was Lord Wu.

"Why...why are you still here!" Yi Jian clearly remembered that when he saw Lord Wu come out of the tunnel with the dying He Lanxue, he managed to catch up with them and beat Lord Wu away with great difficulty to save him. Go back to the prince, and then rush to Luofeng Mountain Villa as fast as possible.

How could he appear here out of nowhere?

Could it be that Master Wu didn't leave from the beginning to the end?

Yi Jian tried his best to recall the situation when he rescued the prince: it was indeed a bit weird, he was not the opponent of Lord Wu, but Lord Wu stopped attacking himself, thought for a while, then turned and jumped away.

It turned out that it was just a pretend gesture.

Yi Jian blamed himself secretly: Could it be that he is becoming more and more useless?

"Don't blame yourself." Feng Jiu seemed to have seen through Yi Jian's mind, and slowly moved in front of Yi Jian, reached out and patted his shoulder, and said earnestly: "The young man is still young, and his martial arts are worse than Master Wu, it's natural .”

Yi Jian pursed his lips, but didn't answer.

"You don't need to be nervous." Sensing the contraction of her subordinate's body, Feng Jiu finally spoke a little faster, explaining: "The reason why I don't come to see Wang Ye these days is because I don't want to disturb the healing that Wu Ye gave him. .”

"Wu Ye healed Wang Ye?" Yi Jian still looked at the old man in front of him warily, and asked in puzzlement.

"Yes, although his healing method not only did not help the prince, but also aggravated the prince's injury, once it is interrupted halfway, I'm afraid it will be even more uncontrollable." Feng Jiu sighed: "Tell me, how can there be such a thing in this world? There are so many people who do wrong things with good intentions, but those who think they have good intentions make mistakes that are much worse than those who deliberately do bad things.”

Yi Jian was completely confused by these words, he looked at Master Wu for a while, and Feng Jiu for a while, not knowing why.

Master Wu also stared, looking very wronged.

"When you just sent the prince here, I found that he has a very strange true energy. This kind of true energy is very unique, and it is not owned by ordinary people. Looking up at the world, there are only three people who have such ability, and they are The bodyguard of Madam Xi, the first lady who was famous all over the world back then. It’s just that the other two disappeared together with Madam Xi more than ten years ago, and the only one left is naturally Lord Wu.” Seeing that Yi Jian was confused, Feng Jiu explained mercifully: "So, I observed in the dark all night, and when I arrived at Zishi, I saw Master Wu sneaking into the prince's room and continuing to send true energy to him. .”

"He sent true energy to the prince?" Yi Jian opened his eyes wide and called out in disbelief.

"Could it be that this qi doesn't work? Or is this kid too useless?" Master Wu patted his head, tilted his head, and asked Feng Jiu very seriously.

Feng Jiu held back a smile and replied patiently: "It's not that people with higher zhenqi will have better physical strength. True qi lies in the integration and mastery. The prince has already poisoned his bones, and he needs someone to use his true qi to slowly drain his poisonous qi." , instead of blindly pressing the poisonous gas inside with true qi."

Master Wu still looked at him puzzled.

Yi Jian understood a little bit, and was immediately worried.

Sure enough, Feng Jiu spread out her hands, made a gesture of helplessness, and said indifferently: "Originally, although it is a little troublesome, the prince still has a way to cure it. After all your troubles. Even if Hua Tuo is reincarnated, there is no way to recover."

"Ah!" Hearing this, Yi Jian and Master Wu were stunned at the same time.

Then, without thinking about it, Yi Jian turned around and drew his sword, swipe fiercely, and quickly attacked Master Wu.

He has decided that Lord Wu deliberately killed the prince.

Naturally, Lord Wu didn't want to be beaten in vain, he swung out his old palm, his defense was tight, the wind from his palm whistling and whistling.

Feng Jiu didn't bother to care about them, but was swept away by the palm wind, covered her mouth and coughed for a while, then pushed the door confidently and walked into He Lanxue's room.

Let them fight on their own territory.

In the room, He Lanxue was lying quietly, unconscious, but her complexion was not as pale as that of a seriously ill patient, but instead was inexplicably red, like a flower blooming in midsummer, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

"Hey, it's about time you woke up." Feng Jiu sat on the edge of the bed, looked at He Lanxue, and said familiarly.

As soon as his words fell, He Lanxue's eyelashes trembled, and then slowly opened.

Amber eyes, swarthy, like pebbles submerged in water.

"The prince is awake?" Feng Jiu asked politely.

He Lanxue turned her head, seeing Feng Jiu, raised her hand to support her forehead, and said softly, "Why are you here?"

"My lord has been in a coma for three days. It was Yi Jian who sent him to my villa." Feng Jiu replied, "This is Luofeng Villa."

"Oh." He Lanxue was not surprised, her expression was calm, except for a little weakness in her breath, she was quite calm.

(End of this chapter)