He immediately withdrew his gaze, feeling in his heart that even if he sat here until dark, Ye Jiangxue might give him a satisfactory answer, so it was better to leave as soon as possible so as not to continue to entertain these two people.

"It's a crime to have an emperor like you in the Southern Jin Dynasty." Feng Shao stood up, his black hem shook, and fell vertically to the ground. There were dark patterns printed on the black boots. He walked to his soft side in a few steps.

Next to the sword, the soft sword was still stuck on the ground. The sword was bent limply because no one was holding it.

The carvings on the hilt are also exquisite. It is a good sword. Feng Zuo did not see any movement. He just touched the sword slightly with his toe, and the hilt bounced up. He stretched out his hand to hold it with a little force, and it was already in place.

He drew out the sword and slowly wrapped it around his waist. Only with the sword wrapped around his waist did he have the confidence to bargain with Ye Jiangxue.

He didn't turn around, didn't move, just stood in the middle of the hall, tilting his head slightly, with an indifferent expression, but his voice was as cold as echoing in an ice cellar: "Ye Jiangxue, let me ask you again, this kiss, you

To destroy or not to destroy?”

Sensing his atmosphere, Ye Jiangxue stopped joking and joking this time, and looked directly at Feng Widow seriously, with a firm expression and bright eyes: "I am the leader of a country, how can I go back on my word? Don't mention the matter of ruining the relationship again."

As soon as Ye Jiangxue finished speaking, Feng Zuo suddenly turned around and stared at her, like a traveler in the desert being discovered by a lone wolf. She trembled, and then looked at him without any sign of weakness.

It seemed as if a gust of breeze passed through the window, blowing the green hair on Ye Jiangxue's head. The green hair only moved slightly, but it gave people a momentary feeling of unparalleled elegance.

After the gust of wind passed, Feng Sha was no longer in the hall, and Ye Jiangxue lost her momentum. She still looked like she was having a convulsion, and she could barely put her feet up on the chair.

Ye Jiangxue supported her head with one hand and looked at the place where the soft sword was originally inserted. Except for small cracks, the ground was empty. She didn't know what she was thinking about. After a while, she finally sat up straight and stretched out her hand to Yan Junqing: "Jun

Qing...you see everyone is bullying me."

"Your Majesty..." Yan Junqing was a little helpless. He had always seen her bullying Feng Wei, but... since she was his Majesty, even if she bullied others, she would still be cute.

He moved his white clothes lightly, hugged Ye Jiangxue, and patted her back gently. The breeze blew slowly again, and the white sleeves moved with the wind, like white waves.

In the room, when Hong Shi brought the tea in three steps and two strokes, he saw the imperial doctor sitting on the table on one side writing prescriptions with strong handwriting. He stood beside the imperial doctor and glanced at it for a few times, but he could not help it.

He couldn't understand this and couldn't use it to contribute, otherwise he would have wanted to take over all the work of brewing and feeding medicine for Yezuibi.

Hong Shi hesitated for a moment, not daring to directly bring the water to Yezuibi. He walked to the side of the imperial physician, blessed him, and asked respectfully: "Imperial physician, may this tea be given to His Highness?"

The imperial doctor glanced at the tea, and seemed to feel a hint of heat. He immediately understood the ingredients of the tea. He nodded slightly: "Don't drink too much, a little can relieve your highness's heat." After saying this, the imperial doctor stretched out his hand to write.

Pick up the prescription and gently stir it twice to let the pen and ink dry.
Chapter completed!