"emperor……"

Guan Ruyi looked at Ouyang Liefeng who had been under Xiyin's fierce attack in pain, and suddenly her heart broke apart... When Ouyang Liefeng threw out her mouthful of blood, she happened to vomit on Xiyin's chaise longue. The smell of fragrant blood made Xiyin seem to be a little clearer, and her eyes suddenly became a little confused.

What's wrong with me? Why did I just immersed in endless sadness, and seemed to be in a strange mood.

When he turned his head, he saw Ouyang Liefeng with blood on the corner of his lips. Xiyin was shocked and reached out to touch Ouyang Liefeng's face and asked softly.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you vomiting blood?"

The faint smell of blood was very pleasant. Qinya couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, but as the blood dried up, the smell also went away with the wind, and the dryness in her body seemed to surge again.

Ouyang Liefeng immediately stroked Xiyin's long finger and placed it on his lips to kiss her. He did not tell her the truth about the bleeding, but just said softly.

"I have nothing to do, I'm just worried about you too much. Are you getting better?"

...

Xiyin was about to speak, but the fragrance scented around her breathing stopped. The severe pain in her body immediately surged up. Xiyin fell back and screamed immediately.

"Ah...it hurts so much..."

The fist hit the couch hard, causing Xiyin to breathe heavily, and a blood-red color suddenly spilled out of her eyes. She suddenly turned her head to look at Ouyang Liefeng, and Xiyin suddenly shouted.

"I kill you--"

There was a dagger in his hand. Guan Ruyi was so shocked that her face turned pale and she fell to the ground with a thud. The palace maids were even more scared and trembled and knelt on the ground, not knowing what to do. However, Ouyang Liefeng just looked at Xiyin gently, and didn't even look at the dagger.

If stabbing yourself will feel more comfortable for her, then let her stab.

...

The dagger was hanging in the air, Xiyin's beautiful face was ferocious at this moment, and she was about to stab Ouyang Liefeng's chest...

“…”

Suddenly,

A series of burning spells came from the air, the sound was empty and loud, as if it was not chanting one person, but several people. The sound of the spell was getting closer and closer...

The dagger that had already reached Ouyang Liefeng's chest suddenly shot down to the ground. Xiyin instantly became quiet, fell on the imperial chaise longue, closed her eyes.

Ouyang Liefeng's heart suddenly relaxed heavily. Seeing Xiyin seemed to be asleep, she looked out of the hall with a stern look.

But when Dong Yue ran in happily, she knelt in front of Ouyang Liefeng and said.

"Your Majesty, the wizard has arrived."

"They just now?"

Ouyang Liefeng also heard the Fanyin getting closer and closer... and walked towards Qionglu Palace. Dongyue nodded and then said loudly.

"I have made arrangements. Please ask the emperor to carry the imperial concubine back to the main hall. I will carry the double-sided embroidery out. After the wizard did the method, the empress will definitely get better."

Ouyang Liefeng then picked up Xiyin who had fallen asleep and walked towards the main hall with great strides. The palace maids were ready. A small and beautiful couch had been placed in the luxurious main hall. The pink gauze curtains hung down. When the curtain was unfolded, Ouyang Liefeng placed Xiyin on the small couch and retreated aside.

Xiyin lay quietly in the middle of the hall like a sleeping beauty. Her quiet appearance made Ouyang Liefeng suddenly feel a little panicked. He would rather listen to Xiyin's chirping voices in his ears, would rather she have no rules, would rather she be like a whole person... I want to be lawless... I would rather she have a wise and broad mind like a virgin...

The fiery sound was getting closer and closer, and almost in the blink of an eye appeared above the Qionglu Palace. Then several mages in dark red robes flew down from the Qionglu Palace and entered the main hall directly.

He gave a gift to Ouyang Liefeng and Xiyin, and did not stop singing in the middle...

"Your Majesty, you have already started to do it since you entered the palace. You can't stop in the middle, so the mages cannot give the full tribute."

"kindness--"

Dong Yue knew about Ouyang Liefeng's violence. The mages did not give great gifts just now. If it were the past, they might have been killed by Ouyang Liefeng.

But,

These mages were finally found in a deep mountain. If you guessed correctly, these mages should be the oldest group of mages left over from the border country.

If the emperor punished them, he would not find such a traditional witch wizard master, and then the Queen's life would be worrying.

Five mages walked into the main hall with various magical instruments one after another, singing in their mouths the burning spells that others could not understand, and sang around Xiyin who was lying.

Finally, the old mage who came in slowly walked to Xiyin, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes and was thinking about something.

About half a stick of incense, the old mage opened his eyes and handed a string of blood-red beads in his hand to Dongyue, saying in a deep voice.

"Put this on the empress's wrist."

Dongyue took it with respect, then lifted the gauze curtain, carefully put it on Xiyin, and then stepped back. The old master showed his gesture. When Dongyue waved his hand, the palace servant carried the double-sided embroidery over.

The old mage turned around the double-sided embroidery, then raised his head and recited the magic number with a hint of shock in his expression.

"Old Master, what are your opinions!"

Ouyang Liefeng was wearing a dragon robe and sat majestic in the middle of the hall, sweeping his eyes in a silence. Although the monks were practicing in the mountains, they were indifferent to fame and fortune, and had a distant state of mind, they also felt that the pressure suddenly increased when they felt Ouyang Liefeng's eyes.

The old master immediately stood up, walked to Ouyang Liefeng, knelt down on his knees, and said in a voice.

"The grass-roots people meet the emperor, and we are disrespectful. I hope the emperor forgives his crime."

"Caomin has just seen the double-sided embroidery. This kind of curse has been lost for a long time. I don't know why it appeared in the palace. This kind of curse is not only domineering, but also logically speaking, when the imperial concubine saw the gray phoenix's eyes, she should have already..."

The old master is a smart man. Since the emperor favors the imperial concubine so much and has a dragon heir, he must not speak nonsense. So he changed his mind and continued.

"Please rest assured, the emperor, we will save the imperial concubine and the little prince if we fight to the death."

Although he knew that coming this time would definitely consume a lot of true power and essence, the old master knew that one had to come, and two, he also vaguely felt that the imperial concubine could survive until now after being hit by such a domineering curse, and she must not be an ordinary person. So he also wanted to come and saw it, but after seeing it, he was shocked.

This woman has the appearance of an emperor, so why is she willing to be the imperial concubine?

I'm afraid it will change the future.

"Old Master of Death."

Ouyang Liefengwei sat in the center of the hall, which made the entire main hall feel serious. He raised his hand slightly and signaled the old master to get up. The old master gave a bow, then turned around and returned to the mage group and began to do his best.

Fires continued to break through the gauze curtain and flew to Xiyin, but what was surprising was that the fire neither burned the gauze curtain nor burned Xiyin.

Five mages sat side by side, and the old mage sat in front of the queue. The mages muttered to chant spells, but in an instant, they roared violently, lifted their palms into the sky, and immediately... a golden lotus that appeared from somewhere was blooming. The mages' palms emitted light and shot towards the golden lotus, which slowly hovered over Xiyin.

The old master was silently reciting something, and the golden lotus gradually began to shine with its brilliance, constantly sprinkling on Xiyin's body...

Xiyin frowned and moved, as if she was a little impatient, and seemed to feel some pain, and struggled uneasy...

"Why is the imperial concubine so uneasy?"

The mages who were doing the work had to concentrate and could not speak, but the little disciples standing quietly beside him knelt down in front of Ouyang Liefeng with some fear and said softly.

"If you go back to the emperor, the imperial concubine may feel uncomfortable during the practice. The evil spirit in her body must be removed and she must protect the little prince, so it will take a little longer."

"Will there be no trouble for the imperial concubine like this?"

Ouyang Liefeng stared at Xiyin with a steady look, and did not look at the little disciple. The little disciple kowtowed, and did not dare to raise his head and continued.

"It should be one-tenth of the pain when the evil spirit of the imperial concubine enters her body, so it will not be particularly painful."

"But some things invaded the Imperial Concubine's thoughts and needed to be stripped out, and the Imperial Concubine should have to struggle."

...

Ouyang Liefeng stopped talking, but when he looked at Xiyin frowned and struggled in pain, there was a hint of pain in his eyes. The little disciple stood up quietly and retreated to the mage group. Finally, he mustered up the courage to look at Ouyang Liefeng, and in an instant he was stunned. The emperor of the border country... was so domineering and handsome.

The posture of sitting and the worry of leaning forward made the little disciple's heart beat wildly, and his eyes fell on Xiyin, and he couldn't help but envy.

The Imperial Concubine is really happy.

Ouyang Liefeng's sharp eyes swept across the audience faintly, and naturally swept over the little disciple. The little disciple's face turned red like a flat fruit in an instant.

Seeing that the hidden guards, secret guards and guards were all arranged properly, and they were not afraid of any accidents, Ouyang Liefeng then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yueguo has made great contributions this time, and he has to find an opportunity to thank them.

He, Ouyang Liefeng, will never owe anyone a favor!

However, Yueguo wanted his children. Even if he asked them to go back to inherit the throne, he would rest. In the future... he would build a country for his children.

...

Fenyin kept wandering in Qionglu Palace loudly. When he heard it, he felt that he was sometimes far and sometimes close. Xiyin on the couch was originally just a small struggle, but when the mages changed their humming, they suddenly sat up...

“…”

I swept around in a daze. I had a feeling of piercing my heart with one arrow, but in an instant, the feeling disappeared immediately, and a feeling of smoothness surged throughout my body.

Xiyin looked up at the mage in front of her, and knew what was going on with the strict arrangements around her. She immediately smiled and stood up.

Ouyang Liefeng stood up immediately, lifted the curtain and walked to Xiyin's side, reached out to hug Xiyin gently, and asked softly with his head down.

"My beloved concubine, but is it great?"

Xiyin closed her eyes and felt her body seriously. The pain like a thread-pulling pain really disappeared, but her body was very weak. She smiled slightly, raised her hands and rotated it, and said to Ouyang Liefeng naughtyly with her head tilted.

"Look, isn't this good for me?"

Ouyang Liefeng looked at Xiyin's fatigue softly, knowing that she was actually extremely tired. She just wanted to relieve herself, so she reached out to hold her hand, and Ouyang Liefeng asked.

"Master, is the Imperial Concubine great?"

"If you go back to the emperor, as long as the imperial concubine drinks this cup of medicine, she will be safe and sound."

A wizard bowed and knelt in front of Ouyang Liefeng with a small bowl of black medicine. Ouyang Liefeng walked out of the gauze tent with Xiyin, took the bowl of medicine with long white fingers, and turned to the imperial physician beside him.
To be continued...