Chapter 159 God Will Not Abandon Him

A woman in a plain long dress appeared at the door and walked in. She had a beautiful face and a slender waist, like a beauty from a painting.

An Yunxi frowned slightly, and her red lips curled up. Her smile made her eyes seem to be full of stars.

"Third brother."

An Yunhe felt a pain in his heart when he heard the familiar voice. He stood up and looked at the door almost subconsciously, his eyes full of emotion.

He was about to speak, but suddenly remembered that he was wearing a mask, and immediately calmed down, "Excuse me, did you recognize the wrong person? I don't recognize you."

An Yunxi turned around and closed the door.

She restrained her facial expression, then looked at An Yunhe and said, "Why do you want to enter the palace?"

An Yunhe lowered his eyes, "I don't know what the lady is talking about."

"Don't know?"

An Yunxi couldn't help but smile, and she pointed at his hand.

"Next time, remember to cover your hands when you wear a mask, so that I may not recognize you."

She said this deliberately, with a bit of ridicule.

An Yunhe shrank his hands, wanting to hide them, as if he could conceal his identity in this way.

An Yunxi hurriedly said, "There is not much time, so let's make a long story short. What medicine did you take before, third brother? Is the medicine poisonous? After you took it, did you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Hearing An Yunxi's caring words, An Yunhe's eyes were a little red.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the words went around in his throat. In the end, he only said, "I'm fine, the medicine is not poisonous."

An Yunxi was relieved. "It's good that you're fine. You must not do anything stupid. Emperor Beiling will die sooner or later. There's no need to risk your life!"

An Yunhe chuckled and looked at An Yunxi with soft eyes.

He suddenly raised his hand and touched her cheek reluctantly.

"Xi'er, have you found your real third brother?"

An Yunxi fell silent for a moment. She almost involuntarily took a step back and moved away from An Yunhe.

"No, his body has not been found in Liangshan Temple."

Hearing this result, An Yunhe also lowered his eyes slightly, and he pursed his lips: "I'm sorry."

An Yunxi shook his head: "Those things are in the past, and there is no point in talking about it now. Third brother, you have to take good care of yourself. Don't get into trouble, otherwise I will..."

An Yunhe suddenly asked: "Otherwise what will happen to you?"

An Yunxi's expression became firmer, and he answered very seriously, "I will be sad and upset."

An Yunhe seemed to have received a very satisfactory answer, his eyes lit up, and the smile on his lips became gentler.

"Okay, I remember it."

An Yunxi pondered for a while, "In two days, I will let the prince help you leave the palace, and then you don't have to come back, understand?"

An Yunhe nodded, as if he was very obedient.

He came back because he knew that An Yunxi was pregnant.

Even if this secret was well hidden, it still couldn't escape his eyes and ears. Even

without Hong Hu and others, he didn't completely lose his right-hand men, and there were still countless people who could help him put on a show.

Outside the door, Ling Fengxun came in with his men, then pulled An Yunxi to his side, drew the sword from the waist of the guard with a knife at his side, and pointed it at An Yunhe.

An Yunhe's expression did not change. Seeing Ling Fengxun and his men surrounding him, he already had a guess about the scene in his heart.

He brought An Yunxi to meet him blatantly, so he must find a reason, otherwise he would be suspected.

The emperor's voice came from outside the palace door.

"King Xian!"

Ling Fengxian stopped his actions, but the tip of the sword was still pointing at An Yunhe.

An Yunhe almost didn't need Ling Fengxian to explain anything, and he had already understood the intentions of Xier and Ling Fengxian.

The two parties were immediately possessed by the spirit of drama.

An Yunhe was panicked at first, lowered his head and retreated to the corner, showing the fear of ordinary people vividly.

The emperor was hurriedly supported by someone and came here, just in time to see the scene of his own genius doctor being frightened and panicked.

His face changed, and he immediately sent people to rush in, and then protected An Yunhe.

"Ling Fengxian, how dare you bring people here?"

Ling Fengxian narrowed his eyes and slowly put away the sword in his hand.

That expression, as if he was very sorry for not being able to kill this miracle doctor directly.

Ling Fengxun said righteously to the Beiling Emperor beside him: "It's obvious that this man came from an unknown background, my brother, don't be fooled by him!"

His voice was cold and resolute, full of murderous intent, and his eyes looked like he could eat people.

The Beiling Emperor was originally very suspicious of An Yunhe, so he tried every means to test him.

But now Ling Fengxun pointed his sword at the miracle doctor's neck, which inexplicably reduced his original suspicion of An Yunhe a lot. He

even felt a little worried about protection.

After all, the miracle doctor in front of him is the one who is most likely to cure his illness. Now he has reached the point of desperately seeking medical treatment. If An Yunhe dies in Ling Fengxun's hands by mistake, it will be terrible!

"I know the good intentions of King Xian, but whether this person has any problems or not, I still need to judge!"

Ling Fengxun heard the emperor say this, and advised earnestly: "Please trust me, brother, and hand this person over to me for interrogation. He must be a spy of the Southern Qi Kingdom, and his purpose is to assassinate you!"

Emperor Beiling was almost vomiting blood because of Ling Fengxun's words.

If this person is really handed over to him, can he come back alive?

"I brought this man into the palace. King Xie doesn't need to worry about him. Please leave this place immediately!"

Ling Feng Xie looked at the emperor with deep eyes, holding the long sword tightly in his hand, as if he was extremely unwilling to not be able to kill the white-robed genius doctor here.

"Since my royal brother has said so, I will take my leave first. However, I still want to warn my royal brother in advance not to trust these messy people. If you want to find a miracle doctor, I will do my best to help you!"

Emperor Beiling sneered in his heart.

Ling Fengxun simply wanted him to die, so how could he help him find a doctor?

Even if he really found a doctor in front of him, he would kill him without hesitation!

The emperor, who was originally very suspicious, has begun to change his attitude towards An Yunhe and trust him a little more.

"I believe in the medical skills of the miracle doctor. Prince Xian, you just wait for the result. If you dare to disrespect the miracle doctor again, I will definitely think that you want to harm me."

Ling Fengxun raised his eyes, his eyes were sharp, and the atmosphere between the two brothers was already extremely tense.

"How could I possibly do anything bad to you, my royal brother?"

Emperor Beiling smiled, "Then you shouldn't have come here."

"I'll take my leave."

His face darkened, and he left with a bit of anger.

Emperor Beiling looked at Ling Fengxun's back, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. It seemed that God would not let him go if he could find such a miracle doctor!