Chapter 91 (9,000 words) Yizhen's Destruction of Love...

The cold and elegant white, the quiet beauty, is like a proud plum blossom standing tall in the snow, waving in the wind, in the bright and clear moon.

Snow waves surged, and endless cold fragrance swept over, surging and surging, drowning all of Yin Xing's reason.

The warm sunlight outside the palace shone through the window lattices, casting light all over the ground. The light gradually became shorter and dimmer.

As the sun slowly sets in the west, the warmth of spring fades away, and the tent becomes quiet. Only the two figures clinging to each other overlap like inseparable statues.

Sections of bright red silk ribbons slid down layer by layer, revealing the mottled marks on the skin, intertwining and entwining like vibrant vines, sucking souls, blood and flesh to grow.

Yin Xing stared at the indifferent Xuan Yizhen in a daze. Her dark eyes reflected a faint smile. Her jade-white cheeks were still slightly flushed, and a few strands of messy black hair fell down. She was inexplicably charming with a sickly charm. Hesitantly, "What are you laughing at, Yizhen?"

"It's nothing. I just remembered your old arm injury, and suddenly realized that this doesn't seem to be a punishment for me, but more like torturing you." Xuan Yizheng placed his slender fingertips on Yin Xing's delicate arm, gently kneading and playing with it. His clear voice was full of joy, and his bones trembled with laughter as he spoke.

"How can it be so exaggerated? Is Yizhen not satisfied?" Yin Xing rested his cheek on Xuan Yizhen's neck, bit her shoulder with a hot face, and muttered softly.

Originally, Yin Xing no longer felt any sense of crisis regarding the selection of a king, but when he thought about Xuan Yizheng's current indulgence in lust, he became a little uncertain.

Xuan Yizheng's thoughts are already difficult to guess, and he is showing signs of a relapse. The attacks are intermittent, and they will only become more frequent in the future.

At this moment, their skin was pressed against each other, their feet touching and whispering, like a boat floating on the lake, drifting aimlessly and relying on each other.

Xuan Yizhen didn't mind Yin Xing's biting. He just felt a tingling sensation, and he lowered his eyes to look at her fair face. His fingertips gently played with the hair on her forehead, and he whispered intimately, "No, as long as it's you, I'm satisfied. It doesn't matter if you don't move your hands."

Yin Xing blushed as he looked at Xuan Yizhen who was leaning over and kissing him devoutly. Suddenly, his heart beat so fast that it seemed like it was going to run out of his body.

Perhaps no one else in the world can combine purity and charm as movingly as Xuan Yizhen.

Unconsciously, the light in the palace grew dimmer, and the graceful figure emerging from the gauze curtain swayed like a willow in the wind, causing layers of ripples and staining the water.

When the night completely enveloped the towering palace, the vermilion walls and glazed tiles on the roof were all dyed dark.

The lights in the palace were slowly lit, and the palace maids followed the female officials, walking in a line, busy and silent.

A light mist of medicinal incense gradually spread, hundreds of palace lanterns lit quietly, and the palace maids served dinner before leaving in an orderly manner.

The female official Chunli raised her hand to check carefully. The dishes on the table were almost always arranged in a fixed manner. This was the master's unwritten rule recently.

Not long after, Yin Xing came out of the shower and changed his clothes and started eating with Xuan Yizheng. His arms were trembling slightly as he silently used a wooden spoon to pick up the food.

Under the peony flowers, who can remain calm and indifferent? Yin Xing can't do it anyway.

However, the elegant and graceful Xuan Yizhen ate calmly, without a trace of decadence on her face. Only the cold white arms exposed from the wide sleeves showed a lingering trace of ambiguity, which spread deep into the air without end, arousing people's imagination.

If Yin Xing hadn't said he was hungry earlier, Xuan Yizheng might not have eaten.

Thinking of this, Yin Xing hurriedly served food to Xuan Yizheng, and immediately wanted to persuade her to eat more.

Xuan Yizhen cooperated, eating methodically with his jade chopsticks. His expression was gentle, and he smiled faintly, "You're complaining about being hungry and having no energy, but why are you so focused on persuading me to eat?"

Yin Xing blushed and said softly, "I see Yizhen is also very tired. Eating more meat is good for your health."

Being in power is much more tiring than being a lying pillow princess, and Yin Xing has a deep understanding of this.

"That's true. It's because you eat meat so often that your figure has become more refined and delicate, and it feels great to the touch."

"Actually, there's no need to be so specific."

After saying that, Yin Xing ate quietly, not daring to say another word, for fear that Xuan Yizheng would describe the hotter experience.

Xuan Yizheng chuckled and tasted the steak that Yin Xing had added. His gaze fell on the almost twisted bowls of soup in front of him. The faint smile in his eyes faded, and his expression became depressed, like a dark haze that lingered.

The medicine wore off too quickly. Xuan Yizheng's hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, his vision blurred, and he put down his chopsticks hesitantly, tasting the meatballs in the silence as if nothing had happened.

For a moment, the only sound in the deep palace was the sound of dishes and chopsticks during meals, while the capital market outside the palace was brightly lit and prosperous as ever.

When the empress ascended the throne, she exempted the people of the dynasty from taxes for three years. In addition, there was no longer a curfew in the capital, so the night market was as lively as the morning market.

A poetry banquet was held in the Chengdong Study, where scholars and intellectuals gathered, coming in and out, making the place bustling and lively.

Jiang Yun stopped, but did not go in to investigate. He hurried away with cloth and other things in his hands.

Not long after, Jiang Yun returned to the house in the alley, placed the items in his hand on the table, and stepped into the inner room.

The little girl needed to take medicinal baths and receive acupuncture every day. It was cool at night, so the windows were not opened, and moisture still remained in the house.

Liu Ci held the silver needle and carefully inserted it into the acupuncture point on the little girl's head, one needle after another, until he saw the poisonous worm slowly wriggling from the back of the neck to the front of the neck, as if it was slowly returning to the heart.

At this time, Liu Ci did not dare to hesitate. He gave the insect acupuncture repeatedly and barely managed to confine it, preventing it from causing further harm.

Jiang Yun looked at the Gu worms that were actually dormant obediently within the long needles and secretly exclaimed, "Ah Ci, have we found a cure?"

Liu Ci's forehead was covered with sweat. He shook his head and said, "This insect is too difficult to deal with. The head, neck, heart and lungs are the most important. It won't easily go elsewhere. Now that we can contain it, it is considered a dangerous method."

The little girl's winter was even harder than at the beginning, and she was almost on the verge of life and death.

Moreover, the little girl is not as energetic this spring as she was last year, so it must not be delayed until the end of the year, otherwise Liu Ci feels that he can only prepare to collect the body in advance.

Seeing this, Jiang Yun hurriedly took out an embroidered handkerchief to wipe the sweat off Liu Ci's cheek, then put his arm around her back and said lovingly, "Don't worry, it's only spring this year, there's still time for everything."

"Ayun, I feel like studying medicine is of no use." Liu Ci said dejectedly. He knew all the causes of the disease, but he was powerless and could only watch the little girl suffer.

"Who said it's useless? If it weren't for you, I would have died at least three times. You are the best doctor in the world, and I didn't feel weak at all after drinking your medicine." Jiang Yun kissed Liu Ci's frowning brow and muttered with heartache.

Not to mention his own poison and serious injuries, the poison from the arrow shot from Ye Que Lou alone was enough to kill Jiang Yun on the spot.

If Liu Ci had not developed antidote pills for Jiang Yun all year round, and Jiang Yun had not kept them by his side and taken them in time to delay the onset of the poison, he would not have been able to hold on.

Liu Ci's face burned as he stared at the outspoken Jiang Yun. He calmed down a bit and said, "Don't be so rude. The little girl's Gu can still last until the end of the year, but it's hard to say for Yin Xing's empress's wife."

Even such a strong sedative fumigation can produce drug resistance, which shows that the poison of the phantom insect is extraordinary.

Seeing that Liu Ci was no longer nitpicking, Jiang Yun put away his joking attitude and said seriously, "Ah Ci, why do you say that?"

"I'm going to show you something." Liu Ci slightly stepped away from Jiang Yun's embrace, turned his head to cover the little girl with the quilt, and then left the inner room.

The two of them entered the medicine room next to the main house. Jiang Yun lit the lamp with a tinder. Seeing Liu Ci taking out the small porcelain jar from deep inside, he asked curiously, "Could it be that there's wine buried there?"

As far as I can remember, Liu Ci never drinks alcohol, and she doesn't allow Jiang Yun to drink, but she can brew medicinal wine.

Liu Ci raised his hand and took Jiang Yun closer to observe, saying seriously: "This is not wine, but the phantom Gu in the amber. It was afraid of the cold in winter, so it was buried underground."

Suddenly, Jiang Yun subconsciously stepped back, thinking that Liu Ci was also braver than he had imagined. That was an illusionary Gu that could drive people crazy.

"Be careful." Jiang Yun said vigilantly, holding the hilt of the sword in his palm, not daring to be careless.

"Don't worry, I'll observe and experiment for a while. The illusion insect can only be a parasite. Once it leaves the blood, it will go dormant." Liu Ci showed the illusion insect in the small porcelain jar under the candlelight.

Jiang Yun looked at the quiet Gu insects, which seemed harmless, and asked, "What progress has Ah Ci made in developing the illusion Gu?"

Liu Ci said nothing. He used tweezers to remove the small crystal particles next to the insect, put them into another jar box with several centipedes, and mixed them with food to feed them.

Not long after, Jiang Yun discovered that the centipedes were attacking and eating each other like crazy, and some were madly hitting the porcelain jar, juice splashing, and their limbs were incomplete. They seemed to be suffering endless pain, but they were happy to do it.

"This is what I understand about the Illusion Gu. Even highly toxic substances cannot resist its violent dementia. And these are just the condensed poison beads expelled by the Illusion Gu. If it stays dormant in the body for years, it is hard to imagine how serious the damage to the brain will be."

"So, isn't Yin Xing's situation very dangerous?"

A madman who may go crazy at any time is lying next to your pillow. Unless you sleep with your eyes open, there is no way to defend against his sudden attack.

Liu Ci nodded solemnly, removed the poison beads from the small porcelain jar one by one, and sealed them. He said, "I've looked through the fragments of the Wuzhou Du family's Gu Shu that you collected, and combined them with illustrations of poisonous insects in ancient books. I suspect that the Illusion Gu feeds on flowers that contain hallucinogenic toxins. If we can find the poisonous flowers, it might be helpful to further develop an antidote."

Jiang Yun quickly asked, "What's the name of that poisonous flower?"

"The Wuxiang Flower is said to be Gui Ning's favorite flower. It only blooms on the night of the Ghost Festival. Because the flower mist is poisonous and causes hallucinations, no one has ever been able to pick it alive."

"Is this really a record from a medical book, and not some fabricated fantasy novel?"

Liu Ci sealed the small porcelain jar and washed his hands. He said helplessly, "I also accidentally heard Master mention the effects of the Wuxiang Flower, and then I associated it with the poison of the Huan Gu. But that was sixty years ago, and I don't know the details. So you can look it up from the Wuxiang Flower."

When Jiang Yun heard Liu Ci say this, he immediately put aside his doubts and nodded, saying, "Okay, I know."

As he finished speaking, the candlelight in the medicine room flickered, blurring the figures of the two people in the medicine room.

The sky was bright, the warm sun dispelled the coldness of the night, and the streets were bustling with traffic.

The empress's decree to select a new emperor is now being hotly discussed by the people in the capital, but Jiang Yun is not in the mood to listen to gossip.

Thinking of the life at stake, Jiang Yun hurried across the long street, intending to find his friends in the martial arts world to look for the Wuxiang Flower.

Suddenly, his ears moved slightly, and Jiang Yun turned over to avoid the attack. He looked at the three or two water droplets falling behind him, then raised his head and was almost blinded by the light.

Su Xuying was basking in the sun at the restaurant's railing, a golden fan particularly dazzling. She placed the teacup in her hand on the table and said, "Isn't this Miss Jiang? Why don't you come up and sit with us today?"

"No need, I have something else to do." Jiang Yun knew that Su Xuying was thinking about his gold ingots. He didn't beat her enough last time, and he didn't know what bad intentions she had.

Su Xuying raised her hand to play with the golden fan and said casually, "You are so busy, it seems you don't want to hear about the medicine Gu?"

Seeing this, Jiang Yun paused, then lightly tapped his toes and jumped upstairs. He sat down leisurely and asked, "Tell me about it."

"The medicinal Gu is the most immune to all poisons among all the Gu, but its fighting power is not strong. If you can use another Gu to eat it and then lead it out of the little girl's body, wouldn't that be a success?" Su Xuying said seriously, waving the golden fan in her hand, which was particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

Jiang Yun narrowed his eyes, avoiding the light, and said jokingly, "You're not saying that you have a Gu worm that can eat the medicinal Gu, and you're waiting to sell it, are you?"

Su Xuying put away her golden fan, leaned closer, their eyes met, and she said shrewdly, "You are worthy of being my long-time friend. I just happened to get a Gu recently. Human life is more important than anything else. I'll give you a 50% discount and give you the bag of gold. How about that?"

"Do you think I'm stupid? If I had the Gu, I would have used it to blackmail people long ago. Why bother making an offer now?"

"Wait, I knew you were cunning and wouldn't believe it. Someone bring Gu up here."

Jiang Yun held his sword in one hand, waiting with half belief and half doubt, not quite sure about Su Xuying's method.

But Jiang Yun didn't want to give up any chance now. His eyes casually fell on the street outside the building. He caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the distance. He raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Xiao Yin, where are you going?"

Hearing the sound, Yin Xing looked up and saw Jiang Yun and the golden woman beside her, and was almost blinded by the brightness.

This woman is comparable to the third princess.

"I was just planning to go find Miss Liu from the pharmacy." Yin Xing was worried about Xuan Yizhen's condition and planned to ask Liu Ci to prescribe some sleeping pills, which might be effective.

It’s just that Yin Xing hadn’t left the palace for a long time, so he forgot the location of the small medicine shop and got lost.

"Come up and have a cup of tea first, I'll take you to the pharmacy later." Jiang Yun waved and said enthusiastically.

Because of Jiang Yun, Yin Xing stepped into the upper floor of the restaurant and found that the luxurious furnishings inside were no less than those of Peifenglou.

It seems that this restaurant has a rather impressive background.

Jiang Yun poured tea for Yin Xing, tilted his head to look at Su Xuying, and introduced her: "This is the restaurant's boss, Su Xuying."

Yin Xing drank tea and looked at the woman holding the golden fan. From gold hairpins to gold earrings, she was wearing a gold necklace, gold ring, and gold bracelet. She said, "Thank you, Boss Su, for the hospitality."

Su Xuying waved her golden fan and looked at the girl in lotus root pink clothes. Her clothes and silk ribbons were all luxurious and exquisite. She must be rich or noble. She smiled brightly and said, "You're welcome. You are Jiang Yun's friend, and that means you are also my friend, Su Xuying."

Jiang Yun was too embarrassed to read Su Xuying's thoughts. He tilted his head to look at Yin Xing. Suddenly, his eyes rolled and he cleared his throat and said, "Ahem, I'm going to the bathroom. You guys talk first."

After he finished speaking, Jiang Yun stepped out of their sight, and the atmosphere became a little cold.

Yin Xing drank the tea bit by bit and answered the other party's questions at the same time.

"Miss Yin, I wonder where the mansion is located in the inner city of the capital?"

"I don't live in the inner city of the capital."

Because the complex of buildings belonging to the imperial palace is generally called the imperial city.

Su Xuying was confused and thought she had misjudged the person. She was about to ask about the other party's family background in detail.

Suddenly, a maid came hurriedly and reported, "Boss, your Gu has been taken away by Miss Jiang. She said she will try it out first to study its effects and then pay the deposit and balance."

After he finished speaking, Yin Xing discovered that the previously friendly boss Su's expression suddenly became a little scary.

"Asshole, she didn't pay a penny, where did the deposit come from?" Su Xuying's face turned red with anger.

"Miss Jiang said that Miss Yin can be used as collateral." The maid responded timidly.

After he finished speaking, Yin Xing's breathing stopped suddenly and he almost dropped the teacup. He thought to himself that Jiang Yun was completely useless!

In the silence, Yin Xing felt Su Xuying's gaze and smiled awkwardly, saying soothingly, "Don't worry, Boss Su. Since we are friends, we should trust Jiang Yun."

As he spoke, Yin Xing silently put down the teacup and fumbled for the silver bag in his sleeve pocket with both hands. In fact, he didn't quite believe what he said.

After all, Jiang Yun’s actions are really unreliable!

Su Xuying looked at the little girl who didn't understand Jiang Yun's character even more than she did, and gritted her teeth and said, "Since we're friends, why don't you pay her a deposit? It's only five thousand taels."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Xing stopped counting the coins, and all of them fell to the ground with a crisp sound, echoing in the air.

The maids fell silent as they looked at the scattered copper coins. Su Xuying almost fainted, she never expected that she had made a mistake.

Yin Xing, who was the first to react, picked up the copper coins and placed them on the table without even counting them. He tried to put on a friendly smile and said politely, "I'm not very familiar with Jiang Yun. Boss Su, you should report it to the police."

Who would bring 5,000 taels of silver when going shopping, let alone someone as financially strapped as Yin Xing, who never spent much money when leaving the palace.

"Okay, you are all great." Su Xuying almost laughed at the clumsy words. She took a deep breath while shaking the golden fan in her hand, trying to remain friendly.

The girl's clothes and appearance make her look either rich or noble, but who would have thought that she would be so shabby, it's unbelievable.

I really don’t understand what kind of people Jiang Yun has been making friends with over the years!

For a long while, Yin Xing remained in the restaurant without moving a step. He looked at the bustling street and felt a little worried thinking about Xuan Yizheng who had not left the palace for a long time.

The season is already quite warm, but Xuan Yizheng still rarely goes out to see the sun. It probably has nothing to do with the temperature, but rather that there is a more serious abnormality in her perception.

Su Xuying fiddled with her abacus. After the baptism of money, her mood gradually calmed down. She looked up at the good-tempered girl and asked in confusion, "Why don't you leave?"

"I think Jiang Yun will not default on her debt. She will definitely come back, so I stayed as a mortgage to prevent Boss Su from losing both his money and his life." Yin Xing came back to his senses and responded.

"What is your relationship with Jiang Yun? You trust her so much. Aren't you afraid of being sold out?" Su Xuying asked with a probing look in her eyes.

Yin Xing thought for a moment and answered truthfully: "She is half my master."

Su Xuying waved her golden fan while drinking tea and said, "Why is it half a master?"

"Because Jiang Yun said that my aptitude was too poor and he didn't want to accept me as an apprentice, I could only be considered a half-disciple, so she was only considered a half-master."

“Ahem!”

These overly honest and straightforward words caught Su Xuying off guard. She thought to herself that Jiang Yun's conscience was even darker than hers. Could it really not hurt?

Su Xuying took the maid's handkerchief, wiped the tea, and asked curiously, "How do you know Jiang Yun?"

Yin Xing replied calmly: "When the Dali Temple was handling a case."

"Indeed, Jiang Yun always liked to stand up for justice in the Dali Temple."

“Well, so Jiang Yun is not a bad person, she will come back to pay.”

Su Xuying didn't expect that this girl looked sweet and lovely, but was actually very stubborn.

Yin Xing saw that Su Xuying was no longer as scary as before and said, "Boss Su should be a good person."

"You say that, don't you think I won't report it to the police?" Su Xuying said with a shrewd look on her face.

"No, it's just that I don't think Jiang Yun would make friends with bad people." Although Yin Xing felt that Jiang Yun acted impulsively and risky, she did not doubt her justice.

Su Xuying was stunned, meeting the other person's clear and pure eyes. For a moment, she felt that she seemed a little bit dirty.

At this moment, a figure leaped into the building. It was Jiang Yun who had returned. She was holding the gold bag from that day and said briskly, "I didn't expect it to be so useful. Here you go!"

Su Xuying looked at the glittering gold ingots and suddenly felt that it didn't matter if it was dirty. She said, "Okay, then you can take the person away."

"Don't worry, I have some news for you, it's very valuable."

"No matter how valuable it is, it won't get you the gold ingot back."

Jiang Yun looked at Su Xuying, the miser, and waved his hand in response: "I won't bargain with you. Anyway, one location is the East City Study, and you can check for other places."

After he finished speaking, Jiang Yun took Yin Xing out of the restaurant. Su Xuying's expression changed slightly, her eyes fell on the gold ingot, and she thought of the recent spy report.

Outside the restaurant, Yin Xing followed and asked curiously, "What happened to Chengdong Study?"

"It's nothing, it's just that someone may want to seize the throne of your noble wife." Jiang Yun said jokingly.

"Doesn't this mean that someone is plotting a rebellion?" Yin Xing suddenly became less calm than Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun led Yin Xing through the streets and alleys and responded in a very normal way: "I guess so, but it may just be hype. You don't have to worry about your wife."

This method cannot be hidden from the eyes and ears of the empress. It's just that there is internal discord within the Wanqi tribe, so the news may not be transmitted.

As they were talking, the two entered the medicine shop. Liu Ci was grinding herbs when he asked in surprise, "Why are you here today?"

"I'm here to buy some sleeping pills. It's best if they're a little more discreet, but not too harmful to your body." Yin Xing whispered.

Jiang Yun paused while pouring water from the teapot, and his eyes met Liu Ci's. They both understood Yin Xing's situation tacitly.

Liu Ci put down the folded paper and went to the medicine cabinet. He took out a palm-sized brown medicine bottle and said, "Take two pills before bed. It will usually allow you to sleep through the night. However, don't use it frequently. Ten consecutive days is the maximum, then you should stop for three to five days. I'm sorry that we don't have medicine to treat the phantom poison yet."

This is only a temporary solution, but Liu Ci thought of the poison of the illusion insect and could only give it to Yin Xing.

Yin Xing took the bottle of medicine and paid for it, saying, "It's okay. I know it's hard."

"Then do you know that you might be forgotten or even attacked in your sleep?" Jiang Yun handed over the tea and asked bluntly.

"I know, and there are some symptoms now." Even though Yin Xing's heart was palpitating, his face was still firm.

Seeing this, Jiang Yun and Liu Ci said no more.

"By the way, why would the little girl use Gu? Is her illness very serious?" Yin Xing asked.

Jiang Yun responded: "Don't worry, the little girl is fine now. Have you heard about Gui Ning and Wu Xiang Hua?"

Yin Xing shook his head and said, "No, I'm in the palace now, so I have no idea what's going on in the capital."

"We think finding the Wuxiang Flower might be able to cure the Illusion Gu poison. Perhaps you can try searching in these two directions."

"Okay, I know, thank you."

Soon, Yin Xing said goodbye and left the pharmacy.

Liu Ci sighed softly, "She's so infatuated with the Empress, it's hard to imagine the amount of pressure she must be under."

Jiang Yun raised his hand and embraced Liu Ci, comforting her: "We have tried our best on this matter. Let's do our best and leave the rest to fate."

If the news spread that the empress was insane, that would be the most threatening and terrifying thing.

Jiang Yun had just experienced the cruelty of the struggle for the throne. If the empress really fell ill and lost power, Yin Xing's situation would probably be death.

The situation of the two of them is much more dangerous than that of Jiang Yun and Liu Ci. There is never peace at the pinnacle of power, only blood and rain.

The warm sun was shining in the sky, and it was almost noon when Yin Xing hurried back to the palace, a little worried that Xuan Yizheng would be unhappy.

Having wasted quite a bit of time at the restaurant, Yin Xing entered the empty hall, holding a branch of flowers. His gaze fell on the graceful figure, and he slowly approached, saying, "Yizhen, have you been waiting long?"

"Well, why did you take so long?" The words were light and resentful. Xuan Yizheng closed the document in his hand and turned his head to look at Yin Xing who was holding a peach branch. His eyes lit up and he saw that her cheeks were very red and she was more beautiful than the flowers.

"A lot of peach blossoms have bloomed in the capital, and they are very beautiful, so I thought of giving some to Yizhen." Yin Xing walked forward, sat down, and carefully approached Xuan Yizhen with his arms around the branches.

Xuan Yizhen raised his hand and slowly stroked the flowers, through the dense branches, touching Yin Xing's cheek. His dark eyes were quiet and reflected a touch of peach pink. He said, "It looks good. You are thoughtful."

Yin Xing smiled and arched her eyebrows, "It's just a small favor. As long as you really like it, I'll put it in the vase."

"No hurry, don't you have anything else to give me?"

"Other, what?"

This question made Yin Xing feel a little guilty. He thought to himself that although there were secret guards following him, they should not be able to hear the conversation in the pharmacy.

Yin Xing had planned to secretly put sleeping pills and the like in from the beginning, because he knew Xuan Yizheng was not confident in other medicines.

Xuan Yizhen blinked her beautiful eyes, leaned forward, and with a faint and cool fragrance, she leaned in and kissed Yin Xing's lips, saying, "Have you not heard the rumors among the people of the capital about the election of the king?"

Yin Xing's face flushed as he shook his head, "No, but I don't care about those rumors. Don't worry, Yizhen."

"You're so good, are you planning to do something bad?"

"No, I just believe in Yizhen."

Yin Xing kissed the calm Xuan Yizhen back and bit her lips lightly. Hearing her restrained hum, he retreated with a trembling heart.

It's true that doing bad things the first time makes it easier to do them the second time.

"You have indeed become bad." Xuan Yizheng pursed his thin lips and looked at Yin Xing, whose eyes were clear. Without caring much, he pinched her ears lightly with his fingertips and let it go.

After a while, the two of them ate together. Yin Xing served Xuan Yizhen some dishes. Thinking of the flowers Jiang Yun had mentioned, he asked, "Does Yizhen know about Gui Ning?"

"The legend of Gui Ning has been widely circulated. It is said that she is a witch who worships ghosts and gods, and some say that she is a monk who has experienced tribulations. In short, she has superb medical skills and even magical powers, and can transcend reincarnation. Haven't you heard of her?" Xuan Yizheng was a little surprised. Yin Xing seemed to know nothing about the things in this world.

"No." Yin Xing felt like he was a fictional character, a little out of touch with reality.

Xuan Yizhen tasted the food with jade chopsticks and said slowly, "People's rumors about Ghost Ning are mainly due to a secret book of Ghost Ning. It is also called Ghost Ning Gu Shu, which is the most mysterious Gu Shu secret treasure of the Wuzhou Du family."

"What?" Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizheng with wide eyes, thinking that he could always hear the most complete secrets from her.

"However, Gui Ning did not pass this secret technique to the Du family, and it has been lost long ago." Xuan Yizheng had this plan when he sent people to destroy the Du family in Wuzhou.

Unfortunately, I still got nothing. I guess it’s just my fate.

Yin Xing sighed with regret, completely lacking Xuan Yizhen's composure. Frustrated, he placed his hands on the table, worried about bumping into the dishes. He shifted slightly away, poking at the rice with his chopsticks, muttering, "Does Yizhen know about the Wuxiang Flower?"

Yin Xing thought to himself that he suddenly felt that Du Ruo died too early.

Xuan Yizhen paused for a moment, looked up at Yin Xing, and replied, "The Wuxiang Flower is said to be a ghost flower. It will blind anyone who sees it, rot their skin if they touch it, and cause bleeding if they smell it. It's said to steal souls and kill people. Why are you asking about this?"

"Nothing, I just think the name Wuxianghua sounds rare."

"It is colorless and formless, representing the vast universe. This flower is said to be related to ghosts, but I think it might be a poisonous flower, which is why no living person can pick it."

Yin Xing felt that what they said made perfect sense and was almost identical to what Jiang Yun, Liu Ci and the others had said. Moreover, Xuan Yizheng seemed to understand Gui Ning and Wuxiang Hua better.

"If you don't have any other curious questions, then eat the meat and have your meal quietly." Xuan Yizheng held the chopsticks and served the food to Yin Xing, saying in a calm voice.

"Oh, okay." Yin Xing lowered his eyes and saw the eggs in the bowl and dishes. His expression suddenly froze. He realized that he had moved the bowl and dishes before, and Xuan Yizheng didn't seem to notice anything unusual.

In the silence, Yin Xing watched Xuan Yizheng eating slowly as usual, and remembered that he had heard Jiang Yun and the others mention that the poison of the illusion Gu would cause confusion in a person's five senses.

Now there is obviously something wrong with Xuan Yizheng's vision and taste.

Yin Xing didn't know what to say for a moment. He wanted to ask but didn't dare to, because he knew that Xuan Yizheng was hiding her illness from him.

In the silence, Yin Xing buried his head in the rice, his eyes moist, and he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Today's meat is delicious."

In the afternoon, the sun grew warmer. Yin Xing sat by the window with Xuan Yizhen and asked hesitantly, "Yizhen, can you open the window?"

Xuan Yizhen raised his hand to add the incense, lit it, sniffed it lightly, and said slowly, "Okay."

Seeing this, Yin Xing only opened half of the door, letting the light shine in slowly, and observed Xuan Yizheng's reaction nervously, worried that she would feel uncomfortable.

"The sun is very nice today." Xuan Yizheng closed his eyes and felt the sunlight falling.

"Well, many people on the streets of the capital have changed out of their spring clothes." Yin Xing sat down relaxedly, thinking about the medicine he had hidden, and felt that tonight might be much easier.

After all, Xuan Yizheng probably won’t notice that I put the medicine there now.

Xuan Yizhen slowly raised his hand and placed it on the flower branch placed in the glass vase. He touched it carefully and murmured, "Time flies."

Yin Xing snuggled up to Xuan Yizhen, his eyes fixed on hers, which were obviously empty and distracted. He said with a feeling of reluctance, "Well, we have been married for four years."

"Yes, I am not pregnant under such circumstances. No wonder they are so impatient to urge the election of the king." Xuan Yizheng retracted his hand and held Yin Xing's warm palm, tracing her metacarpal bone lines with his fingertips.

"When exactly will the king selection ceremony be held?" Yin Xing calmed himself down and changed the subject.

Xuan Yizhen lowered her neck and cuddled up to Yin Xing, saying quietly, "It will be soon. Logically, there will be at least three hundred noble sons entering the capital."

Yin Xing was a little surprised: "So many people?"

"They were able to enter the capital from their rural areas, so they already have a certain status. If we really want to count them, there are probably at least three thousand of them."

"So, doesn't that mean everyone has a competitive advantage?"

After saying that, Yin Xing held Xuan Yizheng's hand tightly, finding it hard to imagine having three hundred charming and seductive rivals.

Xuan Yizhen listened to Yin Xing's whispered words, raised his thin lips, and wrapped his arms around her delicate body, comforting her: "Don't be afraid, you also have advantages."

Yin Xing looked up at Xuan Yizhen expectantly and asked, "What advantage?"

"You're such a good cryer, they definitely can't cry as hard as you."

“…”

After saying this, Yin Xing suddenly regretted asking this question.

I have to say that the quiet and elegant Xuan Yizheng can be quite playful sometimes.

Xuan Yizhen's misty eyes rippled with light ripples. He patted Yin Xing's thin back with his palm and said softly, "Do you know why there is only one sun in the sky?"

Yin Xing replied helplessly: "Yi Zhen can't say it's because Hou Yi shot down nine suns, right?"

"Silly, there is only one sun in the sky. That's because I only need that one sun, and I don't need anyone else. Do you understand?"

"Am I really that important?"

Because Yin Xing was teased by Xuan Yizheng before, he now doesn't quite trust her.

Xuan Yizhen used his fingertips to carefully depict Yin Xing's face and said solemnly, "Heaven is my witness. If I fail you, I will not die a good death. Don't you believe it?"

Yin Xing was so shocked that he didn't even have time to stop Xuan Yizhen from swearing. He replied with a hot face, "I believe you. Don't curse yourself like this."

"The curse won't actually do anything. It's just a guilty conscience."

"Then why did Yizhen swear such a vicious oath?"

Yin Xing felt that Xuan Yizheng was not like an ancient person at all. She was simply lawless and had no taboos.

Xuan Yizhen's beautiful eyes relaxed as she chuckled softly, "You like to hear it, don't you?"

Yin Xing was unable to refute this and thought that if Xuan Yizhen was so fickle and vicious, no one could possibly outsmart her.

One set after another, it's hard to guard against.

Yin Xing raised his hand and pinched Xuan Yizhen's earlobe mischievously, not daring to use too much force, muttering, "Yizhen is scaring me on purpose, so mean."

"Well, I think so too, but if one day you no longer care about me, I will become worse." Xuan Yizheng lowered his eyes and kissed Yin Xing's forehead. There was something particularly gentle in his beautiful eyes, but the words that came out of his teeth were icy cold.

"Really? Then let me hear how bad Yizhen can be?" Yin Xing asked with a smile without noticing.

As he finished speaking, Xuan Yizhen's thin lips slid down Yin Xing's forehead, down to his brow bone, and then he turned his face to the corner of her lips, tasting it briefly before muttering, "I will first devour you, the traitor, bite by bite, and then destroy myself and everything in the world."

After he finished speaking, Yin Xing was kissed lightly on the lips. Only then did he see the stubbornness in Xuan Yizheng's eyes from a close distance. It was like a lurking snake, a sword drawn from its sheath, and even more like a raging fire.

The destruction caused by fire is not only directed at others, but it will often burn oneself to death.

At this moment, Yin Xing had no doubt about the truth of Xuan Yizheng's words.

After all, Xuan Yizhen has been enduring the pain and torture brought by her parents since she was born. She has nothing to begin with, so why should she be afraid of destruction?

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