Queen of Substitute marriage: the king is too black-hearted

As soon as Nangong Yan entered the room, he saw Ji Qingxue puckering and groping under the bed, as if looking for something.

Nangong Yan approached and jokingly said, "Ji Qingxue, what are you doing?"

Ji Qingxue raised her hand to wipe her sweat, and answered without looking back: "don't you see I'm looking for something?"

Nangong Yan nodded solemnly, "I see. What are you looking for?"

Ji Qingxue took great pains to catch things from under the bed.

A small green insect appeared impressively in front of nangongyan.

Nangong Yan frowned: "what is this?"

Ji Qingxue felt a trace of pride in his eyes and raised his hand in front of him: "I don't know. This is a green eye bug. I accidentally found it in your star picking Pavilion yesterday."

Nangong Yan pushed his hand aside and said, "stay away from the king."

Ji Qingxue threw the bug into a porcelain vase and solemnly said to Nangong Yan, "do you know why the bug appears here?"

Seeing Nangong Yan shaking his head, Ji Qingxue turned his eyes. Sure enough, she guessed it. He really didn't know the role of the insect.

Ji Qingxue quickly walked to the table and pointed to the plum blossoms in full bloom in the bottle to tell the truth.

"This green eyed insect itself is non-toxic, but it especially likes to inhabit the branches of plum blossoms. If the juice secreted by it is mixed with the aroma of plum blossoms, it will become an invisible poison. In the long run, people who smell the fragrance of flowers will be mentally abnormal and crazy."

Nangong Yan was surprised. The woman seemed to be more powerful than he thought.

Ji Qingxue shook the bottle in her hand and continued, "tell me, who sent the flowers here?"

Obviously, someone wants to get rid of nangongyan without being aware of it, and this person is right beside him.

Nangong Yan's hand gently touched the petals of plum blossoms, and his words seemed to have deep meaning: "if this man carefully arranged a good play and didn't let others play, it would be boring."

Just now, Nangong Yan pretended not to know, just to test her. If he didn't even know this, how could he detoxify him.

As soon as this remark came out, Ji Qingxue understood the meaning of Nangong Yan. He had known about it for a long time. He just kept it from her and made her busy for a long time.

However, Ji Qingxue took out a sachet from his arms and threw it to Nangong Yan: "this is specially made by me. For the sake of insurance, you'd better wear it on your body."

Nangong Yan looked at the sachet in her hand and felt something strange in her heart. Should she be worried about her own safety?

Like knowing Nangong Yan's idea, Ji Qingxue patted him on the shoulder: "don't be too moved. We are allies now. We should protect you."

Nangong Yan looked at the proud look on her face and suddenly came close to her: "doesn't the princess really know that if a woman in Dayan gives a man a sachet, she means to express her love to each other?"

Is there such a custom?

But Ji Qingxue's face was calm and directly spread his hand towards Nangong Yan: "ten Liang gold, bring it."

Nangong Yan has a black face. Isn't this woman crazy about money?

"Ji Qingxue, can you be more financial fan?"

Ji Qingxue glanced at him: "I'm a gentleman. I love money and take it in a right way. It's already a friendship price to accept ten liang of gold from you. If I put it aside..."

Huh? Before?

Nangong Yan looked at the woman with bright eyes when she mentioned the money with great interest and asked, "what would it be like before?"

Ji Qingxue immediately reacted. She quickly changed her mouth: "if I change my previous temper, I have to accept you twenty Liang."

Nangong Yan secretly said that it was a pity that the little woman reacted halfway and didn't set out her words, but he wasn't in a hurry. Anyway, the future is long.

Ji Qingxue was relieved to see that he was not suspicious. It was so dangerous that he almost slipped his tongue.

Ji Qingxue was thinking about it. Nangongyan began to take off his clothes here. Ji Qingxue quickly protected his chest with his hand and looked Alert: "what are you doing?"

Nangong Yan threw his clothes on the screen: "this is my bedroom. What can I do when I take off my clothes? Of course I go to bed."

He took it for granted, but Ji Qingxue was angry and gnashing his teeth: "what about me, where do I sleep?"

Nangong Yan strode to the bedside and learned her previous appearance. Without looking back, he dumped her: "it's up to you."

Then Nangong Yan opened a corner of the quilt, blinked at Ji Qingxue, and said vaguely, "or come and sleep with the king."

He did it on purpose!

Ji Qingxue regretted that he should have put some poison in his sachet to poison him!

Nangong Yan lay in bed leisurely, while Ji Qingxue sat in a chair, neither walking nor staying.

Before long, Nangong Yan heard a dull noise - someone's head knocked directly on the table.

Nangong Yan looked over there. Ji Qingxue kept smacking his mouth in his sleep. He probably dreamed of delicious food, and his saliva was almost flowing all over the ground.

Nangong Yan lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Although he had seen her sleeping face, he couldn't help laughing when he saw her again.

Outside the door, Mu Qing asked, "Lord, yingxuan has brought someone back. Do you want to see him now?"

"Well, I haven't seen him for a long time." Nangong Yan stretched out his hand to take Ji Qingxue into his arms, carefully put her on the bed, and tucked in the quilt for her very kindly.

At the moment, his eyes darkened and his murderous spirit appeared.

It's a good day to kill and set fire at night.

The dungeon of the palace was covered with moss because there was no sunshine for many years.

Occasionally, there is a cold wind through the small window, which makes people feel cold everywhere.

Nangong Yan went to the deepest part of the prison, where the people just caught by yingxuan were detained.

Nangong Yan stood outside the cell for a long time. The people in the cell had messy hair, untidy clothes and a pungent smell of blood and acid.

The people in the prison seemed to know that he would come. Their voice was hoarse. They greeted him as if they had known him for a long time: "you're coming."

Nangong Yan's face was expressionless and his voice did not fluctuate: "yes, I'm coming."

The man leaned against the wet wall and sighed, "I know that no matter how I run, I will fall on your hand one day."

Finally, he said, after all, you are my most proud disciple.

Nangong Yan no longer spoke, but his hand hidden in his wide sleeve had already clenched into a fist, and his veins burst.

Yes, the person inside is his master, yuzhenzi, who used to be the leader of Tianshan Mountain.

In those years, he was sent to Tianshan to learn art. He worshipped under his door and became his closed disciple. He gave everything he had to nangongyan.

Until one day, his beloved master killed him when he was unprepared. He didn't even know why.

Nangong Yan slowly untied his belt, pulled open his skirt and turned around. There was a long scar on his back, winding from his shoulder to his waist. It can be seen that the person who started did not show any mercy.

Nangong Yan, with his back to yuzhenzi, said faintly, "master, I don't understand why until today."

He still respectfully called him master, but the friendship in this changed. It was because he had unreserved trust that he could not forgive betrayal.

Yuzhenzi refused to say more, and turned aside to stop looking at Nangong Yan.

He refused to say, and Nangong Yan didn't care. He just slowly sorted out his clothes: "this knife has broken the relationship between you and me. You'd better be honest about who the person behind you is, otherwise there are some means to let you speak in this prison."

After Nangong Yan left, yuzhenzi looked up and murmured, "I don't know the truth. Maybe it's the best for you."

Just after dawn, Ji Qingxue felt a burst of warmth. He opened his eyes and saw Nangong Yan lying beside him.

Ji Qingxue was so angry that he kicked Nangong Yan out of bed with a beautiful desperate foot!

Nangong Yan, who was disturbed by his good dream, looked at the culprit angrily: "Ji Qingxue, are you crazy!"

In the final analysis, Nangong Yan thought he was the crazy man and connived at Ji Qingxue again and again.

Ji Qingxue glared back without showing weakness: "who let you take advantage of me!"

Take advantage of her? Nangong Yan is very angry and smiles back. It seems that he doesn't do anything today. He's sorry for Ji Qingxue's foot.

So he propped up a carp and pressed Ji Qingxue on the bed. Because the distance was too close, a woman's faint fragrance drilled into the tip of his nose. He deliberately rubbed her face lightly and took a hard breath: "you smell good."

Ji Qingxue was forced to calm down. The gold needle in his right hand had already gently touched the fatal acupoint of nangongyan: "this is the second time. My patience is limited. Dare you move again?"

Between the lines of her speech was an indelible disgust and threat. She seemed to hate being touched by others.

Nangong Yan released a hand and pressed the hand behind Ji Qingxue's head with a lightning speed.

Nangong Yan pulled his lips. Is that all he can do?

Ji Qingxue also smiled happily: "don't move, otherwise your end will be the same as Mrs. Ruoshui today."

Nangong Yan bowed his head and noticed that there was a very thin gold thread wrapped around his wrist. As long as Ji Qingxue exerted a little force, he might have to leave his hand.

Just now, he did it on purpose. He just wanted to see what she could do.

Facts have proved that, just as Nangong Yan thought before, she really has something hidden. As now, it lingers around her like a murderous spirit.

His princess is never as simple as it seems.

"When will you give me the antidote?" Nangong Yan propped up and left a gap for her, but he still didn't plan to let Ji Qingxue go.

For Nangong Yan's thinking jump, Ji Qingxue can adapt very well: "find two medicines first."

"Which two flavors?"

"Phoenix tail grass, soul jade fruit."

Ji Qingxue quietly collected the gold thread. Today, he gave out his hand and leaked the details. I'm afraid he will be more restless in the future.

Hearing this, Nangong Yan frowned unconsciously. He read some medical books and knew a little about medicinal materials. He really had never heard of these two medicines.

Nangong Yan turned over and got out of bed: "get up and freshen up. I'll take you to find those two herbs."

"Where are you going?"

Nangong Yan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "the palace."