The beauty is delicate and soft, and he madly criticizes the powerful officials for taking her as th

He couldn't sleep tonight, so Pei Zhi put on his big cloak and sat quietly by the couch.

I wonder if it will be useful if I order someone to boil some hemp powder tomorrow.

No, losing consciousness completely means that you are unprepared for danger and are ready to be killed.

The lights in Guanyong Courtyard were brightly lit, and the candlelight seemed to make that cold and solemn face glow with warmth.

A maidservant outside said: "Master, Princess Qinghe is waiting in the front hall."

It was so late, Pei Zhi said: "What's the matter?"

"General Zhang has a heart ailment. Dr. Xu, who is good at treating heart ailments, is on duty in the palace tonight. His Highness would like to ask the Lord for a palace entry token."

Only King Wei could ignore the palace ban and enter and leave the palace at will. The Yulin Guards saw King Wei driving his car and let him go directly. There was no such thing as a palace exit token.

Pei Zhi nodded and said, "Ask my aunt to come."

He stood up and wrote two words at random with Yu Tingwan's pen and paper.

"Let go."

He stamped it with the King of Wei seal he carried with him, put on his coat and walked out of the inner room, handing the light paper in his hand to Zhao Qing.

Zhao Qing, who had been trained and trained in Beihu these years, was considered to be very thoughtful. At this moment, he was so anxious that he was stunned for a moment when he saw King Wei.

Zhang Yushu's illness couldn't be delayed, so she just glanced at Pei Zhi with complex eyes, thanked him profusely, and hurriedly entered the palace.

It wasn't until Doctor Xu said that General Zhang was fine, Zhao Qingsong said, that he had time to think carefully about what was wrong with King Wei.

The piece of paper he held was even moist, as if it were beads of sweat, but his knuckles did not change when he handed things over and when he closed his hands, and his wrists trembled slightly.

Like a pedestrian in the heavy snow in the middle of winter, his fingers cannot bend or stretch, they are frozen.

After Zhang Yushu stayed in Beijing, he could see King Wei in the morning. If King Wei was ill, he must have known about it, but he never mentioned it once, and even went to the palace of Wei King to discuss matters during the day.

Zhao Qing fell into deep thought, sat next to the sleeping General Zhang, and murmured: "It can't be because of lovesickness."

Beihu Shanyu once wanted to use Zigu for Zhao Qing. After she saw the prisoners who were tortured by lovesickness, she begged for a long time before Shanyu stopped thinking.

A chill ran up his back, and Zhao Qing's face gradually turned pale, frightened by this speculation.

What's on King Wei's body is the child voodoo. Where is the mother voodoo?

Zhao Qing could only think of Yu Tingwan, but King Wei said that the princess was recuperating in the mansion.

What King Wei didn't want others to know, it was best for her to pretend she didn't know anything and not tell anyone.

After Zhang Yushu woke up, he asked: "Didn't the imperial doctor say everything is fine? Why does his face look so ugly?"

"I'm afraid I haven't slept all night and I'm a little tired." She mumbled the matter and planned to swallow this guess.

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In the middle of the night, the windows in the inner room of Guanju Courtyard were closed and all the lights and candles were extinguished. King Wei ordered all his servants not to come in no matter what noise they heard.

According to the letter sent by Zhanlongwei during the day, Yu Tingwan should be arriving in Qingzhou soon.

Pingyang Hou's thousand-mile horses are well-deserved.

In the past few days, winter clothes and ice basins had become useless. He could only endure it and occasionally take a nap. He didn't know whether he passed out or fell asleep.

Most of the time I can only be forced to be awake, like a string that is always taut and may break at any time.

Sometimes the attack is too severe in the middle of the night, and when my thoughts are confused, I will think of the siege in Chishuitan that year.

Fu Xing was determined to kill him. There was a huge disparity in the strength of the two sides. Soldiers could occasionally be heard crying in the military camp. He ordered those who disturbed the morale of the army to be killed, but he still couldn't stop the despair and anger from spreading.

He was sixteen years old at the time. Sitting in the general's tent, he felt that the military camp was like a pot about to boil. A mutiny could occur at any time. The soldiers began to eat the prisoners. Facing the hungry men, he never left his hand with his sword to prevent any traitors from cutting him down. His head was given to Fu Xing.

He couldn't sleep all night. As the commander-in-chief, he had already distributed his mounts to his men as military rations, and he was starving with everyone.

The feeling then was the same as now.

The man on the bed had his pajamas thrown to the ground. He was half leaning on the bed, his hair flowing down and his throat moving slightly.

Why do you feel hungry? It felt like a piece of food had been taken out of my belly, and I was trying to swallow something. Just like when I was extremely hungry, my sanity was almost burned away, and I was struggling all the time.

It can only be simmered slowly, like cutting flesh with a dull knife, waiting to cut the throat.

All small movements were particularly harsh. For example, at this moment, the long sword was suddenly unsheathed, as sharp as autumn frost. Reflecting the moonlight, the sword's light was as white as snow.

"Wang-"

Pei held his wrist for a moment, and the blade of the sword almost touched the ball of fur on the ground. He narrowed his eyes slightly and found that it was Xiaobai.

Yu Tingwan was so used to this stupid dog that he dared to go anywhere. He didn't stay in the side room properly in the middle of the night and actually dragged something unknown into the inner room.

The man on the couch looked as cold as frost and snow, ready to let it go away.

Unexpectedly, it jumped on the bed with a piece of clothing in its mouth, and pushed the clothing towards Pei Zhi while moaning "Woooo".

The smell of lotus incense suddenly lingered on the tip of his nose. He was stunned for a moment, and the dog squatting on the couch jumped down very well and lay down to watch him from a distance.

He usually loves to be clean, but he can't care about that at the moment. He holds the lotus pattern and gold fairy skirt, slowly lowers his head, and buries his face into the skirt.

The soft brocade is just like her hand. It is usually as soft as boneless and he can wrap it up with one palm, but it can play chess and play chess and write lovesickness poems.

Pei Zhi suddenly laughed in the pain. He had forgotten that when the owner of those hands was extremely annoyed, he would slap him, but it didn't hurt.

I don't know what Yu Tingwan is doing. He should be sleeping soundly.

She didn't like being around him, and she worried about him before leaving. If she really went back to Qingzhou, she might not miss her husband who was far away in Chang'an for a second.

The Liuxian skirt was crumpled into a ball in his hand, and the thin and delicate fabric clung to him.

There was only one person in the inner room, and it was empty. It was originally silent, but you could vaguely hear murmurings on the couch, like a lover's whisper.

Pei Zhi felt that Xiangsi Yin was not that unbearable.

At least when he was sixteen, he didn't know how long he would have to wait to win, but now he only has to wait a month.

If he had finished handling the matter earlier, he could also send a message asking Yu Tingwan to come back earlier.

He survived that year and saw Lingji when he passed by her.

Now if we wait a little longer, we can more than meet each other. She is already the Princess of Wei. From her hair to her fingertips, every inch belongs to him.

The breath on Liuxian's skirt was like running water, slowly soothing away the anxiety caused by pain and hot and cold.

At Yinshi, Pei Zhi finally opened his eyes and realized that he had slept for a while last night. Although it was not stable, it was enough.

After he stood up, he touched a piece of cloth and stared down at it for a moment.

He seemed to have torn Yu Tingwan's favorite skirt to pieces.

After bathing, he changed into official clothes. Although the person in the bronze mirror looked pale, he didn't look sick.

Pei Zhi took the sword of King Wei and said before going out: "Don't move the skirt on the couch."

After getting on the carriage and approaching the palace gate, he opened the secret report, chuckled, and said to Ying Yue beside him: "You can withdraw half of the Dragon-Slaying Guards arranged in the East Palace first."