Only you: King's crazy concubine

Xuanyuan Zimo saw those glittering swords and pushed Gu Qingyan away. Internal power erupted on him. Some bodyguards were shocked by internal power and fell to the ground.

"Mo." Gu Qingyan bit his lips and wanted to come forward to help. However, he didn't have any strength. He hated his incompetence for the first time.

Xuanyuan Zimo saw her fall to the ground, his eyes slightly hurt and frowned. A voice in his heart told him that she was his most important person, but he didn't know her.

Suddenly Xuanyuan Zimo squatted painfully on the ground with his head in his arms. His head seemed to burst. He didn't know her. She was his most important person. Don't say it again, don't say it again, whispered: "don't say it again, don't say it again."

Seeing that he was unprepared, the bodyguard made a gesture and stabbed Xuanyuan Zimo with his sword.

Gu Qingyan's pupil shrinks suddenly, tries his best to jump at Xuanyuan Zimo, and subconsciously closes his eyes.

Half a ring, there was no imagined pain. Instead, I heard a terrible cry. When I opened my eyes, I saw hundreds of more people in the hospital, and these people were the dark guards sent to the north of the city.

Bai Feng and Ling Yu hurried forward with anxious faces, "Zi Mo, Qing Yan, how are you?"

Xuanyuan Zimo raised his head, and the red pupil surprised Bai Feng and others, "Zimo, what are you?"

Gu Qingyan still held Xuanyuan Zi Mo in his hands, "the poison in his body has relapsed, and now he doesn't know anyone."

Bai Feng almost blurted out that he didn't even know you. When he saw the bitterness on Gu Qingyan's face, he already knew the answer.

Xuanyuan Zimo felt the soft and familiar breath on his body, blinked blankly, and the red in his eyes slowly disappeared.

Baifeng first found it and said happily, "Zimo, you"

Before he finished, Xuanyuan Zimo held Gu Qingyan tightly with his back hand, and his voice trembled, "Yan Er."

Gu Qinyan reached out and patted him on the back. The corners of his mouth raised, "you're all right." his voice became weaker and weaker, and his head tilted on Xuanyuan Zimo's shoulder.

She's really tired. Now her nerves relax and she can't support it anymore.

Xuanyuan Zimo looked at Bai Feng. Bai Feng comforted: "it's all right. She's just too tired and fainted temporarily."

In the bamboo garden, Xuanyuan Zimo had changed his clothes. His hair was tied up with a hair crown. He sat in the courtyard and looked up at the painted black sky. He was a little lonely and sad.

Baifeng joked: "I changed my clothes and I'm a disabled king like a human model."

"How do you know something happened?" Xuanyuan Zimo glanced at him.

Bai Feng sighed and said in a distressed tone, "it's a child. He hurried to the north of the city to report. When we saw him, he was covered with mud and scratched on his face. It's black. It's really difficult for him to be a child."

Xuanyuan Zimo didn't speak, but he knew it clearly in his heart.

Bai Feng looked at him and said, "I'll prescribe a side medicine for you. It's really difficult for you to persist for so long after being swallowed by internal power."

"Didn't you say that the poison in my body is mutually reinforcing and can't poison." Xuanyuan Zimo frowned.

Bai Feng turned his eyes and said, "what I said is that if you are not poisoned, you must have eaten something that will disturb the toxin balance in your body tonight."

"Wei Qing." Xuanyuan Zimo faintly spit out two words.

Bai Feng scratched his head, "Wei Qing? How can this name sound familiar."

"Son of Wei Lin of the Ministry of household."

Bai Feng patted his thigh, "yes, yes, later he was betrayed by Gu Aotian and sent to the frontier."

Then he looked at Xuanyuan Zimo strangely, "he shouldn't have counted this account on his face."

Xuanyuan Zimo said quietly.

Baifeng couldn't help scolding: "this man is ill."

Xuanyuan Zimo was calm and didn't seem to care, but Baifeng knew that maybe he had a plan in his heart.

"Forget it, go to bed early," Bai Feng opened his mouth and swallowed his words.

Xuanyuan Zimo still sat on the stone bench and looked at the distance motionless. His eyes were dark and deep. It seemed that he didn't hear what Bai Feng said.

Baifeng has long been used to it. He automatically ignores other people's skills and turns away on his own.

After he left, Xuanyuan Zimo took a look at the direction he left, and clenched his fist in his right hand. It was this hand that almost hurt his favorite. Suddenly, he smiled bitterly, blood gradually spread from the corners of his mouth, and his chest was a little stuffy. It was like a stone pressing him out of breath.

The next day, the sunshine was three poles, and the mild sunshine shone through the window paper in the room, adding a trace of warmth.

It seemed that she was glared by the sun. Gu Qingyan on the bed unconsciously frowned, rubbed her eyes, opened her eyes and was slightly stunned. Her consciousness gradually returned. The soreness and pain on her body made her secretly scold Wei Qing.

The warmth around her revived her. When she looked up, she saw xuanyuanzi ink still sleeping. The outline of his side face was soft, and the slightly warped eyelashes threw a silhouette, which inadvertently became a picture. At this time, he was more like a big boy, unprepared.

Gu Qingyan didn't know that her eyes were very soft and full of affection at the moment, which made people know that she was bathed in happiness at a glance.

Gu Qingyan suddenly remembered that Xuanyuan Zimo was forced to take back his internal power in order not to hurt her yesterday. Thinking like this, he was moved. Even if he forgot her, he would not hurt her subconsciously.

Three fingers gently put on his wrist. After feeling it carefully, she gradually put her heart down. Fortunately, the unknown toxin in his body dissolved part of his internal force.

"Yan'er." suddenly Xuanyuan Zi Mo, who was sleeping, called.

Gu Qing Yan looked at him happily, but found that his eyes were still closed. It seemed that the call was just her illusion. What happened next told her that it was not an illusion.

"Yan'er." Xuanyuan Zimo shook his head slightly and clenched his fists. It seemed that he was fighting with someone, like whispering and talking in a dream.

Gu Qingyan lay down in front of him, held his face in his hands, kissed him gently at the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "I'm here."

Xuanyuan Zimo called, and GuQing Yan took the trouble to respond. Perhaps it was the familiar breath around him and the soft voice comfort that made Xuanyuan Zimo gradually quiet, but his hands were always on GuQing Yan's waist.

Gu Qingyan didn't move for fear of waking him, but this posture made her a little tired. She slightly adjusted her posture. She lay down in his arms, yawned lazily, and went on a date with Xuanyuan Zimo and Duke Zhou.

After sleeping until noon, Gu Qingyan woke up. His subordinates felt cold beside him, but suddenly sat up. Without enough time to wear shoes, he ran directly to the outer room and shouted, "ink."

Just then, Xuanyuan Zimo pushed open the door and came in. When he saw Gu Qingyan, the corners of his mouth raised, "Yan Bao woke up and just had dinner."

He saw Gu Qing Yan standing barefoot on the ground, frowning and holding him up, "why don't you wear shoes, huh?"