"Caughter people will meet your Majesty!"

"Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Li Xu slowly stood up and saw the empress wave everyone around him. The only one in the room was the one with her eyes flashing slightly.

"I wonder what your Majesty summons?"

Feng Zhi leaned against the back of the chair and looked out the window: "Tell me, what happened after you left that night."

Before Li Xu could speak, Feng Zhi said again: "I don't like to listen to lies, do you understand?"

Li Xu: "...Don't worry, Your Majesty, there is no false statement from the people."

That night, Jin Yanci was at the end of his strength. Less than three miles away from Longcheng, the ruthless Gu was raging, poisonous, vomiting blood and unconscious.

After a period of time, they were sent to them in a coma. They worked all the way for five days and five nights, and they did not dare to stop at all.

Jin Yanci had found a way to relieve the poison before, but he could only barely breathe.

When he arrived at the place where he was detoxified, although Jin Yanci was not dead, he was not far from death. Even if he took medicine, he woke up for half a month, and then he had a long treatment.

The poison is actually not the ruthless Gu mentioned by Jin Chenyue, but is stronger than the ruthless Gu. It is born for desire, not only the desire of men and women, but also the desire for bloodthirsty.

Although the poisoned was Jin Yanci, the poison was not given to him, but to the empress.

If he did not realize that he had been poisoned and restrained, without any awareness, if he was with the empress, the toxin would spread to the empress, and he would not be tortured by the poison.

If the empress is poisoned, she will be controlled by desire, extravagant, debauchery, wandering, bloodthirsty, killing innocent people indiscriminately, and being cruel and unkind.

They wanted to kill the Empress, but they could not directly take her life, so they thought of such a way to kill the Empress, to destroy her and die by the world.

Unfortunately, they didn't count that Jin Yanci didn't believe Jin Chenyue, so they kept sending people to stare at her. Jin Yanci knew it when they were poisoned. Even though they didn't know the toxicity, they never got close to His Majesty again.

In the end, all the poison was resisted by Jin Yanci alone. Because of the thoughts of his heart, he could not control his desire for His Majesty, and the poison became stronger and he almost couldn't stand it.

It is not difficult to save Jin Yanci. The difficult thing is how to remove the toxins. Otherwise, if he returns to the empress, wouldn’t his suffering be in vain? This is also the reason why Jin Yanci only came back for so many years.

As for the detoxification process, it is not that tragic. It is just a process of endless medicines and endless blood spitting, which is repeated.

The hair gradually turned white. At first, it only had a few silver threads, and then turned gray. After the treatment was finished, it turned completely turned silver.

There is no complaint, no complaint, and it is straightforward, as if what is said is just an ordinary thing.

Feng Zhi was silent for a long time and felt that it would be meaningless to ask any further. She didn't know what kind of answer she wanted.

Is it because Jin Yanci suffered too much that she should blame herself? Or is it that he lived leisurely and naturally so that she could vent her resentment?

Raise your hand and let Li Xu retreat.

Feng Zhi was the only one left in the bedroom. After sitting for a long time, he said hoarsely: "Qiuluo, bring me a pot of wine."

Feng Zhi’s alcohol tolerance is not high, he will get drunk after three cups, and he will be poured after ten cups.

If you go down a pot of wine, it will be almost done.

When Jin Yanci came, Qiuluo told her that the empress had rested. It was still early. At this time, he was a little worried. As soon as he entered the room, he smelled the wine and found the empress on the bed. Sure enough, he got drunk.

His cheeks were filled with drunken rosy, and his eyebrows and eyes became softer. His drunken Majesty was rare soft and lovely.

The smile in Jin Yanci's eyes rippled, and he leaned forward slowly, trying to kiss the beauty, but the result was... "Bang!"

Accurate and ruthless!

Is she really drunk, or is she deliberately trying to find an excuse to hit him?

The slap was too loud and the hand hurt so hard that it hurt. Even if it was drunk, Feng Zhi was awakened. His misty eyes were not as smart as usual.

"Jin Yanci..." muttered, turned his back to him with difficulty, and snorted slightly.

The impatient tone was like a arrogant cat. Jin Yanci was so angry that he lost his temper by that sound.

"Why did your Majesty suddenly want to drink?"

Without an answer, I was silent for a long time and thought she had fallen asleep. Finally, I heard her confused words: "I'm so annoyed... it's all you..."

Jin Yanci quickly leaned over and admitted his mistake in a angrily voice: "Yes, it's all my fault. It's me who made Your Majesty feel uncomfortable. I'm sorry!"

In the end, he was extremely serious. No matter how many times he said it, he apologized seriously. He really owed His Majesty.

Those who harmed him and threatened him were his blood relatives, time and time again, and all of this had nothing to do with His Majesty. It was because he got His Majesty that they wanted to harm His Majesty through him.

He endured all the pain alone and did not need to let her know that he owed her. He had no news for four years, so she had to wait for hard.

It was not that he didn't want to contact her, but he didn't think of her for a moment, but he didn't dare to write letters or tell her. He picked up the pen countless times, and waited until the ink on the tip of the pen stained the paper but didn't write a single word.

"Your Majesty..." A low call was filled with endless lovesickness and guilt.

The room was silent. After a long time, Feng Zhi's voice sounded hoarse: "Jin Yanci, I don't want to hate you anymore... It's so uncomfortable... Let's just live like this."

It was already dark and the room was dark. Only Jin Yanci's gentle voice could be heard: "Okay."

----

The princess's coffin was left for ten days and was sent to be buried under the imperial tomb.

The funeral team is quite in a big way, after all, Feng Zhi sent an imperial guard to escort him.

When the light is gone, she will be buried in peace. She will never allow those people to make a fuss about the death of the princess.

Although Feng Zhi did not go to see the princess, he still went to the teahouse where the funeral was the only way to go.

The funeral was in the early morning, and the teahouse was not open yet. The windows of the teahouse wing were open, with a pot of tea and a tea cup inside.

A figure sat upright in the darkness, motionless, quietly as if waiting for something.

Finally, the dense footsteps came with the sound of horse hooves, and the funeral procession arrived.

The team walked slowly but did not stop. In less than a moment, they passed by the door and could hear the crying sounds.

Finally, it gradually drifted away, and there was no sound again, and the incomparable silence returned to.

The person in the dark finally moved and picked up the tea cup. The tea in the cup was already cold. It drank it all and it cooled into the heart and lungs.

After a long time, I put down the teacup and got up and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, a cold light refracted into Feng Zhi's eyes and looked out. There were many killers hidden on the roof opposite.

Feng Zhi left the palace and didn't take anyone except the Blood Crow. He thought it was hidden enough, but he didn't expect to encounter an accident.
Chapter completed!