Feng Yu Jiu Tian

Feng Ming jumped down from the bow and obeyed Rong Hu's suggestion to swim eastward. But for a moment, his eyes gradually blurred, and he felt something was wrong. His limbs were weak and he felt drowsy. He suddenly found himself floating on the river, and was shocked in his heart, knowing that he had hit the enemy's scheme.

There was noise from the two shores, and it was clear that he had discovered the "fish" that surfaced from the river. Half awake and half awake, the rope net approached and was dragged to the shore involuntarily.

No, I want to go back to West Ray. I cannot fall into the hands of Ruo Yan.

Fengming yelled in his heart, but he could only watch the soldier wearing the costume of leaving the country toward himself. The noise in my ears was getting farther and farther, and the surrounding scenes began to darken. One side of his head finally passed out.

The incense of peace of mind drifted in the air.

From the palace of the king, the silk mantle hangs down in the most magnificent palace of the king. Seven or eight pretty-looking maids stood down on either side of the big bed. The two rows of guards stood neatly outside the door, tall, wielding axe, solemn and majestic.

The person deep in the bed under the soft brocade was still awake. An quietly lay on the bed, her long eyelashes covered her eyes, her straight nose and handsome profile were a bit hazy under the shroud of incense, showing her unsightly goodness when she was awake.

The right hand protruded from the quilt, and the wide long sleeves were swept to the arm of the hand, exposing fair skin, and pale and greasy. There were several scars that I didn't know where to come from, which made people feel distressed.

An old man was sitting in front of the bed and gently pressing his fingers on the sleeper's wrist.

Miao Guang, dressed in a gorgeous and precious colored garment, was worried about her face, and asked softly, "How is it, Master?"

"The princess is in no hurry, wait for me to explore again."

This old man was a stranger who taught Li Ruoyan's medicine. He claimed to be a stranger and lived in a remote place on a weekday, but this time, he was called to the capital urgently.

Miao Guang knew that his medical skills were so good that he didn't dare to disturb him, so he had to keep silent, and frequently cast his eyes on the bed's face.

The stranger explored the pulse for a long time, frowning and groaning, suddenly reached out and opened the quilt, unbuttoning the patient's placket. A dark red scar appeared on the beautiful chest.

"Hmm ..." He sighed softly.

Miao Guang's face changed sharply: "Why is Master sighing? Did Ming Ming him ... he ..." She was very young and very rarely lost her mind. Unexpectedly, she encountered Fengming nine times and was at a loss.

Fengming had been captured and returned to the capital for seven days, and she still couldn't sleep. If she went on like this, she wouldn't live long.

"Ming Wang's chest had impact marks. He suffered great changes when his internal injuries were not healed. His heart was worn out, but he was sad and sorrowful, but he did not vent. This caused depression. He had been afraid of water, but instead jumped to escape. Injury, and at this time was drugged. "The stranger shook his head:" Each of them is separated, and each one can be freely rescued. Can be mixed together, add illness to the illness, it is more difficult to save him a thousand times? "

"It's a thousand times more difficult to save," someone suddenly said in a deep voice behind him.

Miao Guang turned back and saluted quickly: "Brother Wang."

The stranger also stood up and bowed slightly to Ruo Yan: "King."

If the words slowly lingered, Feng Ming's sharp eyes glanced at Feng Ming's face, and he said lowly: "The subtle identity of Ming Wang is extremely important to the cause of my departure from the country. You must save him."

The stranger touched his gray beard and groaned for a while: "I'll try it."

Miao Guang was overjoyed, "Thank you, Master."

"The treatment needs to be quiet. Please leave the king and princess for a while, and let me calmly perform."

The screen retreated from the crowd, and the stranger took out a long cloth bag from the wooden box, and the cloth bag was unfolded, exposing rows and rows of silver needles shining with cold light.

Pick one up flexibly, and skillfully pierce Fengming's body.

Feng Ming, who had been sleeping for many days, finally woke up under the silver needle of a stranger the next day. Seeing the fluttering eyelashes, Miao Guang, who was standing beside him, screamed in a low voice: "Ming King? Wing King awake? Master Renren is really amazing."

The stranger touched his beard and smiled, and reminded: "Waking up, but Ming Wang was injured too much, and subsequent conditioning is the most important thing."

Black eyes finally opened slowly. At the moment of opening, a deer-like timid was revealed.

If Yan Yan had been sitting by the bed, he leaned forward at the moment, raised Fengming's chin, and said hoarsely, "Don't the Ming King come here? Let the king wait."

Feng Ming frowned with his strength, and he turned his head in confusion, as if he couldn't figure out his situation.

"Rong Tian ..."

"Rong Tian?" Ruoyan chuckled: "Don't bother to find Rong Tian. He was shot to death by my arrows, and his body is probably rotting in the rapids."

Fengming trembled horribly, as if only now knew who was in front of him, and the eyes with gems were staring at Ruoyan, and he shook his head gently for a long time: "I don't believe it."

If the words are sharp and sharp, look directly at Fengming, coldly: "When I find his stinking body, you will naturally believe it."

There was no trace of blood on Fengming's face, and he looked at Ruoyan. Rong Tian was in a dangerous situation. He had known for a long time, but now hearing Ruoyan confirmed it was another taste. He bit his lower lip and stared at Ruo Yan as if to mark a hole in Ruo Yan's face, his body stopped trembling and stiff as a stone.

The air condensed.

Fengming didn't say a word, there was no trace of crying.

Miao Guang and the stranger glanced at each other, feeling deeply improper.

If Yan Yan also notices the difference, he pulls Feng Ming from the inside of the bed to his side, grabs his wrist and proclaims, "dumb?"

Feng Ming grabbed his wrist and did not resist. He was still in a daze. After a few moments, he blinked, and seemed to speak. His lips were purple, and he uttered a spit of dark blood. .

If surprised, let go quickly. Miaoguang covered her mouth and exclaimed. The stranger's eyes suddenly opened and shouted, "No!" He rushed to the bed and took out the silver needle to rescue him.

Fengming has passed out.

The silver light flashed on and on Feng Ming's hands constantly, the stranger did not dare to take the slightest care, and sweat beads covered the forehead densely.

Miaoguang looked at them with a probe, and looked back at Ruo Yan, who was next to the ring, and said sadly, "Why Brother Wang should be mad at him, Master Renren said, Ming Wang is weak, just like a boat that is already falling apart, can't help a little storm. . "

Ruo Yan stared at Feng Ming on the bed and said coldly, "If it weren't for your useless letting him run away, it would not be the case today."

Miaoguang hesitated and lowered his head.

The stranger was busy with Fengming for a long time, and Fang paused and took a deep breath.

"How?" Ruo Yan asked in a deep voice behind him.

The stranger turned and raised his hand to gently wipe the sweat from his forehead with a sleeve, and sighed, "I am furious and almost unable to return to heaven. If the king wants to keep Ming Wang's life, he must not do so."

If his face was dark: "I won't let him die, he can't die." Frowning slightly, sitting next to the bed before walking, stroking Fengming's quiet side face with his big hand, asking, "When will he wake up?"

"Wake up soon," the stranger replied, "but he is weak and irritated. What will happen when he wakes up, and he dare not guess at will."

"Well, I know." If nodded, he calmly said, "You all go down."

"Yes, King."

"Brother Wang ..." Miao Guang came to the door, still uneasy, turned and called lowly, glanced at the straight back, swallowed the words, sighed, and walked out.

The maids on both sides retreated quietly and covered the palace door.

Incense was still burning quietly, bringing a long and fragrant fragrance to the palace. Ruoyan sat on the bed, staring at Feng Ming's face full of the plunder and fierceness of the king.

It's hard to explain how you feel.

Hate and use, deception and coercion, scheming and conspiracy, these complex but routine things for royal family members, are difficult to put directly on Ming Na.

"Rong Tian is really nice to you." Gradually, the curve on the somber face softened. Ruo Yan has a masculine and handsome face, with a smile: "You are good to Rong Tian."

He sighed twice, and his long fingers deftly unbuttoned Fengming's clothes.

The scarred body came out, staring admiringly, stroking the body over and over like the real thing.

He took off his robe, lay down next to Feng Ming, stretched his long arms, and forced Feng Ming into his arms slowly.

"There is a beauty on the side, the blessing of the king." If Yan Yan squinted at Feng Ming's obedient sleeping face, murmured with a smile: "Rong Tian is affectionate, am I not enough? He is dead, who else can you choose besides me ? "

Close your eyes and fall asleep in the incense unique to the country.

In the morning, the man in his arms moved slightly.

If Yan Yan had the same vigilance as Rong Tian, ​​he suddenly opened his eyes and faced Fengming who was sleeping soundly. Fengming seemed to be in a dream, with a smile on her lips, a slight movement of her body from time to time, and occasionally frowning, as if disturbed by something in her dream.

If you don't say anything, stare quietly. When Fengming frowned, she would unconsciously squeeze her head into her arms, just like a kitten just born. She was so cute that her soft hair brushed her chin and itchy.

"Ahem ..."

Just before reaching out to touch the soft face, Fengming coughed again in her arms. He was still dreaming, his eyes kept closed, he coughed a few times, the smile on his lips converged, and his eyebrows began to curl, as if jumping from a dream into a nightmare. The cough hadn't stopped, and the whisper gradually became rapid, and the forehead began to sweat.

"Ming King? Ming King?" Ruo Yan screamed twice, suddenly an incredible tenderness appeared in his heart, and reached out to pat on Feng Ming's back.

Fengming coughed and became more urgent, her eyelashes fluttered for a moment and her eyes suddenly opened, her dark eyes matched Ruoyan.

If the words were secretly alert, immediately put away a trace of tenderness that had just emerged and looked at him coldly.

Fengming didn't seem to be awake yet, her eyes blinked, and she stared at the words for a moment, suddenly showing a dazzling smile, and said softly, "You are back? Great, I know you won't leave me. "The voice is as hazy as it is still in a dream.

If a word is a word.

Feng Ming murmured, leaning his head on his arms, eyes closed, as if to the warmest place in the world. Ruo Yan asked him to automatically approach him and put it on his chest, only to feel strangely quiet around him, and his heartbeat was abnormally loud.

He groaned silently, and when he reached out to explore Fengming's breath, he found that he was asleep again.

Feng Ming's leaning posture made Ruo Yan extremely uncomfortable, but he did not move, but instead tried to locate Feng Ming's position. The palace was silent, and the long burning incense at the corner of the house was shining with red stars. Ruoyan looked at the moonlight faintly passing through the window and silently looked at Fengming's sleeping face. Unconsciously, several hours passed.

It's dawn.

If Yan Yan got up at dawn, he moved Feng Ming's head back to his pillow, brushed Feng Ming's hair over his hands over and over again, and was surprised when he found that he was unwilling.

"Look at it, and report it as soon as there is any movement." I ordered the maid before leaving the palace to handle state affairs.

Although Rong Tian was dead, the trouble he caused for leaving the country was far from being resolved. The renegade party that has been faintly suppressed over the years has become active through this turmoil. If you think of this, you can't wait for Rong Tian to die, so you can capture him and torture him to vent his hatred.

Unfortunately, Rong Tian was shot and killed by himself. He remembered that Rong Tian ran straight away, arrows shot on Rong Tian's back, and a blood-red trajectory flowed down the ground. At the end of the rapids, the steed screamed and stopped. Rong Tian had no way to go.

"Xi Lei is finished." He chuckled, bowed his arrow and pointed at Rong Tian.

Rong Tian Lema turned back. Behind him was a roaring rapids, facing Ruo Yan's bow and arrow. Rong Tian is worthy of being the same name as Ruo Yan, and is worthy of King Xilei. There was no fear in his eyes, only a word.

His voice was drowned in the sound of roaring water. But Ruo Yan knew what he was talking about.

"Don't hurt my Fengming." Rong Tian said finally: "If you want him, don't hurt him."

If the words shook for a moment, and the bow and arrow flew out, it should have been shot on Rong Tian's chest but was under his shoulder. Rong Tian immediately fell tragically from the rapids, blood splattered, and the beautiful blooming blood flower was left on the yellow earth.

The rapids near the Tuyue clan were not only urgent, but also connected with underground rivers. If the soldiers were ordered to search for 15 miles, Rong Tian's body could not be found.

But he must be dead. No one can fall into the rapids without dying from such a serious injury.

Back to the palace, the stranger has already come, and boil medicine himself in the side room that communicates with the palace.

Fengming hadn't awoke, she was lying in the quilt.

"Are you awake?"

The maid answered quickly: "Ming Wang has been sleeping and never woke up."

The sleeping Fengming had an indescribable temperament. If he sat silently beside the bed, he began to reach out and touch him involuntarily.

The handsome face, straight nose, and pale lips all made her fingertips nostalgic.

Finally, Feng Ming woke up, moaning low, as if waking up from a dream was a difficult task. The people in the palace were holding their breaths. So those beautiful eyes opened, and the light inside was always amazing.

"Wing Wang is awake?"

Feng Ming's expression was more confused than yesterday, and Ruo Yan waited patiently for his response. The dark eyes were full of confusion, Feng Ming turned his head and saw the wonderful light that had just entered the palace, his eyes lit up: "Autumn basket, why don't I know anyone here?" He reached out to Miao Guang, mouth But shouting the name of the autumn basket.

Everyone froze. Miaoguang stopped and stared at Fengming doubtfully.

She shouted carefully: "Ming King?"

Fengming frowned. "Why are you standing so far away? Rong Tian?"

"I ..." Miao Guang reacted in surprise, his eyes rolled, he tentatively approached, and smiled: "I didn't stand far away, Ming Wang, do you know where this is?"

Feng Ming looked around and laughed: "You are so messy in the autumn basket. You don't even recognize the Prince's Palace. You still stayed here for so many years. Did you roast ducks yesterday, and the stove roasted you?"

Miaoguang exchanged his eyes with the stranger. The stranger shook his head slightly and pointed his head with his fingers, which meant that Fengming might have lost his mind.

"Ready?" Feng Ming asked again.

Miao Guang's face was strange: "What are you preparing for?"

"Out of the palace today to inspect the terraces, how did you do it, everything was muddled early in the morning."

"Oh, yeah, yeah." Miao Guang quickly changed his mouth: "But the king has orders, you can't go out today."

"why?"

"Because ... because ..." Miaoguang couldn't think of a reason, and his thoughts turned straight.

Feng Ming's face changed, and she raised her voice and said, "I know, the first beauty in the world is coming, isn't it? Rong Tian must have gone with her, and she didn't let me know."

He was agitated, coughed a few times, scared Miaoguang quickly patted him back, shook his head and said: "No, no, the king did not care about the first beauty in the world." It was the first time she encountered such a thing, embarrassed again Worried, I often look for help from strangers.

The stranger took the paper and pen, and wrote her a few big characters to show her-when it was extremely dangerous, she could coax. Back to the present situation, fear of accidents.

Feng Ming looked up blankly: "Where is Rong Tian?" His eyes glittered, as if wet, suddenly frowning, and mumbled quietly: "Rong Tian is gone, a man said that Rong Tian is no longer. Who is it? Yes Who said this?"

The crowd was shocked, for fear he immediately remembered that Rong Tian was dead.

Miaoguang busyly said, "The king will come immediately, he will deal with the state affairs and come over immediately."

"You lied to me, he must have seen the woman." But Fengming growled and looked around timidly, crying like an orphan who had lost his trust: "Rong Tian, ​​where are you?"

If Yan Yan had been observing silently, he suddenly moved in his heart and said, "I'm here." He took Feng Ming from Miao Guang's hand, patted it gently, and patted Feng Ming's back to Miao Guang. With a wink, he smiled: "I'm fine, who said I'm gone? The first beauty in the world doesn't look good without you, I won't meet."

Miao Guang said: "Look at Ming Ming, the King is here. If you cry again, he will laugh at you."

Feng Ming was deceived, and she cried. She rubbed her eyes in Ruo Yan's arms and said, "Who is crying, it must not be me."

"Okay, not you." Ruo Yan laughed.

The stranger boiled the soup and brought it. Ruo Yan accepted: "Feng Ming, come, drink medicine."

Fengming's eyes widened: "Why do I need to take medicine? Am I sick? The poison hasn't been solved yet? No, no, I don't want to be poisoned!" He looked scared and shrank into Ruoyan's arms.

If the words and Miaoguang look at each other, they all think of the poison of pumice rocks.

If the words coax Fengming: "You obediently drink the medicine, the poison can be resolved."

Feng Ming looked at Ruoyan with a frown, and seemed to really be indistinguishable between Ruo Yan and Rong Tian, ​​and coquettishly said, "Did you just drink half of it?"

"No."

After a round of intimidation, Feng Ming finally drunk the soup and fell asleep again.

Ruo Yan frowned while watching Feng Ming sleep peacefully.

The stranger whispered: "It seems that Ming Ming has been too irritating and has lost his mind."

Miao Guang asked: "Is there a way to cure?"

"Confusion is the most difficult problem." Yi Ren's expression was helpless.

If he covers the quilt for Fengming, stands up, and groans for a moment. Shen asks: "I just want to know, can there be a way to verify whether he is really sane? He has always been tricky and we have to be careful."

Miao Guang shouted, "He is so ill, can he pretend?"

The stranger touched his gray beard and shook his head: "It is extremely difficult to start with a psychic illness. There is no sure way to see if Ming Wang is really unconscious. But there is one thing, please pay attention to him. If Ming Wang is really crazy, That test will only stimulate Ming Wang; if Ming Wang is a fake maniac and is immediately dismantled by the king, Ming Wang will probably have other stubborn thoughts. In this way, Ming Wang's injury may worsen. "

"That said, no matter what, it's best to keep this look at the moment?" Miao Guang looked at Feng Ming anxiously, pursing his lips, "Brother, let Ming Wang treat you as Rong Tian, ​​that's not good ? "

If you don't know what it is, snorted, looked down at Fengming's sleeping face for a moment, took a long breath, and nodded: "I see, let's do it for now. Real crazy or fake crazy, he escaped anyway Can't reach my palm. "

"Xi Lei lost the king, the Queen Mother reluctantly supports it. As long as the king brother is ready, he can sing the king to defeat Xi Lei. The soldiers from the country are strong and the king is on our hands. Xi Lei will definitely collapse and surrender as soon as possible."

"Yes, as long as Ming Wang is in his hand, Xi Lei is already in my pocket. He looks like he is better than dead and alive when he is awake." Ruo Yan smiled.

As a result, an extra valuable prisoner was left in the middle of the country, and an additional resident was in the palace of the King.

Fengming is sometimes good and bad, and when sitting quietly in the corner of the dormitory, you can recognize that Miaoguang is not an autumn basket. If it is not Rong Tian, ​​there is a small animal-like vigilance on Junmei's face, and he stares fiercely at everyone who approaches. As long as he is awake, don't expect him to eat or drink without force.

Therefore, Ruo Yan prefers bad times.

When it ’s bad, Miao Guang becomes an autumn basket. If Yan Yan becomes Rong Tian, ​​Feng Ming will smile in the sun in front of the hospital with a smile, and if he talks about meaningless nonsense, a medicine for suffering people, just coax, Feng Ming still drinks.

"Where is Qiuyue Qiuxing?" Feng Ming asked anxiously in Ruo Yan's arms: "You said they have gone to work, why haven't they come back for so long?"

Ruo Yan kissed his face and smiled, "They have to do a lot of work."

"I don't believe it, you must be angry. They were naughty and broke the agate boat you gave me last time. Rong Tian, ​​you can't punish them." Feng Ming choked for a while, and whispered: " I'll help them with their sins, don't be angry. Let Qiuyueqiuxing come back. "

If you narrow your eyes, "Don't make me angry, you can stop me tonight."

Fengming's eyes immediately showed unusual fear, and she broke away her hands and hid in the corner: "You don't force me, you never force me, why now force me every day?"

Not willing?

If he is skeptical, can Rong Tian be able to resist Fengming and never touch him?

"Fengming, come here." He reached out.

Feng Ming shook her head in the corner: "No, no, I don't want to." Since she misidentified Ruo Yan, if she only mentioned sexual matters, Feng Ming was panicked and would not let Ruo Yan approach for a while. If it wasn't because the stranger kept reminding Fengming that he couldn't stand the stimulus, he might make the injury uncontrollable. If Yan had already bowed hard, why would he be so hard?

If you sigh, your face curve is a little softer, and you whisper softly, "Feng Ming, I'm Rong Tian. Don't run away, I don't force you."

"It's weird. Sometimes I think your face is always the same." Feng Ming frowned. "Sometimes it's you, sometimes it's another man."

"Don't bullshit."

Footsteps came, and Ruo Yan laughed: "The autumn basket is here, you come over."

Miao Guang appeared outside the door. When he spoke and saluted, he turned to look at Feng Ming: "Ming Wang, why are you hiding in the corner again? Today's big sun, why don't you go out and bask in the sun?"

Feng Ming glanced at Miaoguang coldly, and smiled, "She is not an autumn basket, this is not what the autumn basket looks like. Rong Tian is so stupid, why do n’t you even know the autumn basket?"

Ruo Yan and Miao Guang smiled bitterly. Fengming is sometimes good and bad, sometimes more than half good, and even confuses the people around her.

Miao Guang came to Ruo Yan and whispered: "Brother Qilu, I have checked in the prisoner of war camp. Indeed, a pair of twin sisters, Qiu Yue Qiu Xing, were caught during the war of the Tuyue clan. Doing hard labor outside the city. Also arrested with them was a man named Lieer, who was so cunning that he was run away by the police last month. "

Ruo Yan's head: "The five relatives arranged by Rong Tian next to Ming Ming are a pair of sisters and a brother plus an autumn basket. This hero and his brother followed Rong Tian from an early age, and I heard that they had established for Rong Tian A lot of great work is a great role. But his elder brother is still in our hands ... "He groaned for a moment and commanded:" The whole country will be announced, and the thief tiger of Xilei Kingdom will be executed three days later. Lieer will definitely appear and arrest him. come back."

"Yes."

"What about those two little girls, Qiuyue Qiuxing?"

"I've cleaned it up and waited outside."

Ruo Yan glanced at Feng Ming, turned around and went out with Miao Guang, turned around the corner, and surely saw a pair of twin sisters being held by the guard by the corridor.

Both of them lost a lot of weight. As a result of hard labor, their fair skin was a little dark, but their eyes were still moving smoothly. At the first sight of Ruo Yan, hate was revealed in his eyes, and Ruo Yan was coldly glanced at, and felt the chill attacking at the same time.

If it was said: "The two of you were transferred back from the hard labor camp because you grew up in the Westray Palace and knew how to wait for people. And now, there is someone clamoring for you every day."

"Tyrant, you must kill my big royal family, you must not die." Qiu Xing stared at Ruo Yan and gritted his teeth.

Qiuyue shook Qiu Xing's hand and raised his head coldly: "Qiuyue Qiu Xing only serves King Xilei and Ming Wang. The others are not qualified to call us."

Miaoguang hid his mouth and laughed: "The two stubborn little girls are probably tempered by Ming Wang Jiao. I want you to serve King Hou."

"Ming King?" Qiu Yue Qiu Xing screamed at the same time, staring at him in disbelief.

Miao Guang spoke about Feng Ming's current condition and sighed: "He is noisy every day, and sometimes he vomits blood when he is so bad. We really have no choice but to call you."

"Ming King ..." Qiu Yue heard red eyes and choked, "How could Ming King be so bitter, that he was hurt by such a bad man in such a field."

"Can you take care of him?"

"Ken! Of course!" Qiu Xing said eagerly, "As long as we stay with King Ming, we promise everything."

If he said coldly, "Don't talk a lot, otherwise ..." He paused, a chilling grin appeared on his lips: "I will hang the Ming King on the beams of the palace for three days and nights without water. food."

"Don't don't!" Qiuyue shouted, and he even said: "We must not be unconcerned, you must not hurt Ming Wang."

If Yan Yan smiled, turned and walked towards the gate of the palace. Qiuyue Qiuxing followed Miaoguang's instructions and followed.

Turning around the corner, I reached the door and saw the familiar figure hiding in the corner at a glance.

Remind yourself again and again not to be impulsive, the two still couldn't help screaming sadly, both fluttered in the past.

"Ming King!"

"Oh my God! What a Ming King!"

Fengming also yelled, "Qiuyue! Qiu Xing!" He was surprised, holding in his hand a crying pear-flowered rain maid. "You're all back? Great, great, I'm so happy!" I said a couple of times too happy, maybe too excited, and actually coughed.

Qiuyue was startled, and stopped crying, looking up and asking, "What's wrong with King Ming? Where is it uncomfortable?"

A pair of big hands behind him reached out and turned them away, holding Feng Ming in his arms.

"Don't be excited when you say it. If you do this again, you will be punished to drink more and more bitter pills every day."

"I'm not excited." Fengming shook his head: "Don't drink bitter medicine."

The two little girls looked at Fengming with a look of surprise in leaning against Ruo Yan's arms. Although I have heard Miao Guang's explanation, I still find it strange to see this weird lens with my own eyes.

If the tenderness on his face is obvious: "I let them come back, you should rest assured."

"Where's that?"

"Lieer will come back. He will come to see you when he finishes my business."

"What about Ronghu? Will he come back?" Fengming smiled at Ruoyan.

"Well, Ronghu will return."

Miao Guang had left, and hurried back, his face was a bit ugly. If Yan Yan swept at Miao Guang who was restless, he took Feng Ming back to the bed and instructed Qiu Yue: "Take the medicine that has been cooked in the side room and feed it to the Ming King." Winking, the two walked out of the door.

"What happened?"

"Rong Hu ran ..."

Ruoyan's face sank: "Is it Lier?"

Miaoguang nodded, and glanced at her with a little fear.

If he groaned for a moment, he didn't care to laugh and said, "What about running away? Rong Tian is dead. The two little thieves can't make the atmosphere. It's just that Ming Wang needs to spend some time to coax."

"Brother Wang ..." Miao Guang pursed his lips, and half a while before he asked softly, "Does Brother Wang think that Ming Ming is really crazy or fake?"

If hesitated, he sighed, "I hope he is crazy now, and he should be crazy." Feng Ming's frowning expression in his arms, even if it was true for a moment.

He has gradually become addicted.

Either illusion or deception, as long as the status quo is maintained.

Fengming can't really possess it, and can't get a little more about Fengming's art or other good strategies from Fengming's mouth. But he vaguely hoped that he would never have to tear through this seemingly naive trick. What else can Fengming do? At most he fooled the maids and guards around him to accompany them, could they still fly soaring. Rong Tian is dead, and even if he escapes, there is no place to go.

Maybe Fengming has really messed up, this is of course the best.

In the palace, Fengming had long been coaxed by Qiuyue Qiuxing to drink the juice and fell asleep.

The two maids looked at Feng Ming's thin face, remembering the rumors that King Xi Lei was dead outside, and could not help but start to cry again.

"Is Ming Wang really crazy?" Qiu Xing looked at Qiu Yue.

Qiuyue choked and wiped her tears: "It's still crazy, otherwise, Ming Wang is too pathetic."

"Well, if King Ming knew that the king was dead, he would surely die."

They didn't know that Feng Ming had sworn under the gloomy cabin.

Although I hate your wishful sacrifice, I will protect myself for your smile.

If my life cannot be paid for you, then my life will belong to West Ray-the land you love and possess.

The voice of Ruo Yan came behind him: "Don't let me see you cry again, otherwise ..."

Qiuyue Qiuxing turned his head together, for fear that he would hang Fengming for three days and nights, and wiped away his tears, daring to salute with regret.

"Ming Wang is asleep?"

"Yes, I just slept."

If Yan Yan stares at Feng Ming for a moment, smiles, keeps his eyes on Feng Ming, and commands casually, "Let's go down."

Qiuyue looked at Ruo Yan's eyes and stared at Feng Ming. She was astonished in her heart, and she lost her voice: "No!"

"Huh?" Ruo Yan turned his head and drew Qiuyue.

Qiu Xing twitched Qiu Yue's sleeve nervously, stuttering under Ruo Yan's cold vision: "We serve Ming Wang, who always stays with us, and it is the same at night."

"When Ming Wang and Rong Tian were together, you were watching beside you?" Ruo Yan smiled lightly: "Little girl, your Ming Wang sleeps in my arms every night, and has long lost her virginity."

He took off his clothes in front of the two of them, leaving only a pair of tight trousers, and then chuckled and took off Feng Ming's clothes and lay him in bed.

Qiuyue looked at each other, unable to describe the inner shock, their clenched fists were shaking slightly. After a moment, the two men retreated resignedly and closed the gate of the palace.

Outside the door, six maids who were responsible for monitoring their whereabouts were standing outside.

"That's where you two will live. You wait in the palace and go out, and everything will be taken over by us. Don't pass things privately, don't cross the white line half a step out of the front yard of the palace, are you clear?"

Qiuyue stared, Qiu Xing pulled her sleeves, and almost swallowed her mouth.

"Qiuyue, don't cause trouble. What if we are not allowed to serve King Hou Ming?"

"Ok, I know."

The two sisters converted to look at the bright moon in the sky, sighing in their hearts for all this cruelty in the world, and could not help but think of Xilei, who had lost the king in the distance.

Quietly opened the door of the palace, Qiuyue probed in. The hot water basin was in his hand, and Qiu Xing was holding a towel and other things behind him.

Ruo Yan was up and was getting dressed under other maids.

The two walked to the bed without looking at Ruoyan. Fengming was still awake and fell asleep.

If you don't want them to wake up Fengming: "He hasn't woken up yet."

Qiuyue rolled her eyes, and of course they knew Fengming didn't wake up. These people have never served Fengming, how do you know how to get Fengming up? It must have been rude to wake him.

"Ming King, I'm Qiuyue." Qiuyue murmured softly, touching Fengming's face softly.

Qiu Xing probed into the quilt and pulled Feng Ming's arm under the quilt out. The towels were washed and dried in hot water, leaving a trace of warmth. Qiu Xing slowly touched Fengming's hand with a towel, from his fingertips to his arm, and wiped slowly without awakening Fengming.

Fengming seemed to feel the heat, moaning low, habitually moving her fingertips, and a lazy smile appeared on her lips. Black eyes, but still hidden under long eyelashes.

Ruo Yan also finds it interesting.