I was vying for favor with four big daddy

Chapter 645
Tangtang's two little hands were tightly clenched.

Feng Tinglie had finished yelling, but he hadn't finished venting his anger yet, and after a long time of deliberation, he said, "Be yourself!"

Tangtang rubbed his eyes and kicked him to the ground: "You are not human, your whole family is not human!"

The fourth prince, whose soul had been kicked out of his body one after another, prostrated himself on the ground, opened his hands, and shouted hoarsely:

"Although I am very unwilling, you are also my sister..."

"Your sister!"

The empress left a ruthless back and ran away with her legs wide open.

There is everything in the palace, but there is no sky prison or dungeon. The imperial guards carried the unconscious Yan Gui out of the scene of the gang fight, but they didn't know where to carry it.

There is a firewood stove, but Young Master Xiao is the elder brother of the empress, so it is not appropriate to throw the elder brother of the empress in the firewood, right?

Everyone carried Yan Gui and ran around the palace a few times.

In the end, he couldn't find the ideal place, so he sneaked into the empress' bedroom.

In order to look good, the imperial guards even tied Yangui twice with hemp rope, but they didn't dare to tie it too tightly, and then tie it up and break it.

In the end, I invited a few subordinates from Xiaoyaojing to watch outside the door. After all, I have a prison in my heart, where should I sit?
After tidying up, the imperial guards looked at their masterpieces and left in satisfaction.

After Tangtang found out about Yan Gui's whereabouts, she went back to her bedroom, opened the door and went in to have a look——

Good guy!
Is this the scene of imprisoning criminals? It is clearly the scene of the crime where King Shanda robbed Mrs. Yazhai.

Yan Gui, with a handkerchief stuffed in his mouth and hands and feet bound by ropes so loose that they couldn't even be tied to a big tree, slept peacefully in the bed.

The surroundings are still scented with sleep aids, and the doors and windows are closed, and the room is smoked like a pill room for refining medicine.

Tangtang coughed twice, pushed open the window, pushed away the servants around her, and then went to see Yangui.

Like the living dead, he wore a uniform black shorts and a cloak.

The whole person is a lot thinner than when we parted, and the wrist bones are protruding.

There are faint black and blue bloodshots on it, and it is not known whether the Gu poison on his body has broken out, or a new Gu poison has been injected by the black-robed national teacher.

The whole person looked sickly and lifeless.

Tangtang felt flustered for the first time, she looked at Yangui the same as looking at those living dead, except for a familiar face, there was no difference.

The thin big knife leaned against the head of the bed. The more she looked at it, the more upset she became, and she kicked it to the door.

"Boom-"

Yan Gui, who was lying on the couch, suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes are now much darker than before.

The black and blue bloodshots spread on his white eyeballs, and if you were far away, you would mistakenly think that both eyes had turned black, which was frightening for no reason.

He saw Tangtang sitting in front of him at a glance, and his whole body trembled violently.

If he hadn't been trapped by the magic circle, he would have jumped up and killed himself, which was much more serious than when Feng Mingyuan was brought back.

Tangtang whispered, "Brother, don't be afraid, I'm Tangtang, do you remember me?"

Yan Gui, who was out of control, couldn't listen to these words at all, the expression on his face and the trembling speed of his body became faster and faster, as if those magic circles could no longer suppress him.

Judging from the fighting against the living dead and evil spirits in these years, Yan Gui has been trained to become evil spirits in all likelihood.

Tangtang raised her hand and called a palace attendant: "Where is Miracle Doctor Bu?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, Miracle Physician Bu went to Baihua Island with Empress Changling, but Your Majesty sent a decree to invite Miracle Physician Bu to come back?"

Tangtang shook her head: "Forget it, don't tell him what happened here, let him treat the soldiers first."

The palace man nodded, looked at Yan Gui again, and asked tentatively: "Then, does Your Majesty want to bid farewell to the imperial doctor?"

Tangtang looked at Yangui's current state, but still shook her head: "No, just step back."

"Yes."

After all, she was still worried, so Tangtang went to find a witch doctor in Youtanzong's palace to clean up Yangui's trauma.

Seeing the witch doctor come out from behind the screen, she asked, "How?"

The witch doctor sighed: "I am afraid that the young master has fought for a long time, and his body is full of scars. If he hadn't been made into an evil spirit, he definitely wouldn't have survived for so long."

The old witch doctor was so angry that his beard was trembling: "His heart, the long sword scars are all pierced into the flesh and blood, this poor child..."

Tangtang could barely hold the cup in his hand: "Is there any help?"

"The young master is still holding his breath. Your Majesty should talk to him more often. Don't let the breath go away. The subordinates will do their best to treat him. Maybe there will be a turning point."

Tangtang asked again: "If there is still a ray of consciousness left, if you give it back to him, can you still save him?"

"Your Majesty should be good at this, but this subordinate really doesn't know."

The old witch doctor stroked his beard: "However, nothing is more serious than now. If there is one more way, the young master may be rescued sooner."

"understood."

The old witch doctor saluted, walked out of the bedroom, and saw Quan guarding the door from a distance, wondering what he was thinking.

Tangtang gestured to the window.

Soon a subordinate of Xiaoyaojing knelt down: "Master of the realm."

"Find the whereabouts of Mr. Xuehai, as soon as possible."

She was rarely in such a hurry, she turned to look at Yan Gui after giving the order.

His body was wrapped in layers of medical cloths, but he still looked emaciated.

Seeing Tangtang, he was still very excited, he didn't know whether to fight or kill, or to express something.

According to the old witch doctor's order, Tangtang decided to talk to him more.

She ordered someone to find out many toys from the two of them when they were young, put them one by one in front of Yan Gui, pointed at them one by one, and kept talking to him.

Talking dry, Yan Gui really calmed down, opened his dark eyes, and stared at her in a daze.

Tangtang was very happy, and patted his head: "Brother, do you think of Tangtang?"

Yan Gui didn't speak, and closed his eyes again.

Tangtang pursed her mouth: "That's great, I'll come and see you later, don't run around."

She took two steps, then turned her head abruptly, Yan Gui remained motionless, it was fine.

After walking two more steps and turning around again, Yan Gui still maintained his original posture, as if he was fast asleep.

Tangtang patted her heart, and left with confidence behind her little hands.

The long corridor in front of the sleeping hall was silent, Quan slowly appeared from behind the pillar, glanced at the nearby guards, and went straight into the room.

He slowly walked to Yan Gui's bed, stared down for a moment, then suddenly curled his mouth: "You and I, it seems."

Quan stretched out his hand, and slowly touched Yan Gui's face: "So you look like this, no wonder my sister never forgets it."

"Unfortunately, I heard that you are already a living dead? How pitiful."

Quan sat down beside Yan Gui, tightened the rope that bound him, and said softly, "Go to death, please, so that my sister is mine alone."

The sleeping Yan Gui suddenly opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)