Marry the prince with a bun

, and service fee or something. "

Ning Xiu's complexion changed rapidly, and his eyes looking at Xuan Ziyu became darker.

Lin Jinhuan supported his forehead and sighed, "How much is the total?"

"Wait until we get to Nandu and then do the accounting. I'll keep all your accounts in mind!"

With trembling black lips, Lu Chengfeng uttered a word with difficulty, "Okay."

"How long will it take us to reach Nandu?" He couldn't stand the atmosphere of staying with these people.

"Three days." Lin Jinhuan said: "Three days later, it will happen to be September [-]th, the day when the martial arts conference begins."

Xuan Ziyu's eyes lit up, he looked at Ning Xiu and said, "Why don't we play in Nandu for two days before going to the Demon Palace."

"Is your body okay?" Ning Xiu thought for a while and said, "This martial arts conference has shocked many people. Maybe the emperor and the others will come down from the magic palace and attend the martial arts conference at Shangguan's house."

Before Xuan Ziyu had time to reply, a gust of wind blew up outside, the curtains of the car were raised, and the sky was concealed and low.

The leaves on both sides of the road rustled, and the people in the car all held their breath.

Ning Xiu and Lin Jinhuan exchanged glances, concentrating on each other seriously.

The breath is the breath of a person with deep inner strength, noisy and chaotic, no fewer than ten people.

Suddenly, the horse neighed, and the carriage jolted violently.

In amazement, Xuan Ziyu's body was violently pulled and pushed aside, and then Lin Jinhuan's exclamation almost changed his tone: "Be careful."

"Bang!" The roof of the car trembled immediately, and Ning Xiu grabbed Xuan Ziyu one step at a time, and Lin Jinhuan grabbed Xuan Ziyu with him, and jumped off the carriage with him. land.

There was a click on the roof of the carriage, and Lin Jinhuan jumped out of the carriage holding Lu Chengfeng, who had lost all his skills and was physically weak.

I saw that a dozen men in black descended from the sky, with long swords in their hands flashing and cold, they went straight to Lu Chengfeng.

More than a dozen people tacitly cooperated with the uniform dress, and the long swords in their hands were engraved with tiny six-petal snowflake patterns. The bright sword edge quickly approached Lin Jinhuan, and the air instantly became cold and chilling.

With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, Ning Xiu raised his sword, "Be careful."

Lin Jinhuan smiled, raised his hand and slipped out a jasper flute from his sleeve, threw Lu Chengfeng to Ning Xiu, and wrestled with several men in black.

The swords collided and made harsh noises. Although Xuan Ziyu did not have superior kung fu, he still knew some rough martial arts. Those men in black were not targeting him, so Xuan Ziyu leaned on the tree trunk and folded his arms to watch the fight. .

Chang Xiao's attack power is naturally inferior to that of a sword. Lin Jinhuan, whose injuries have not yet healed, feels more and more powerless in the fight. He doesn't know when the scarlet blood on his arm has soaked his white clothes.

Ning Xiu had already released several people, but the other black-clothed men persevered and pressed on, "Hand him over, and spare your life?" Someone pointed to Lu Chengfeng who was being protected by Ning Xiu and raised a condition.

"If you have the ability, go ahead and grab it!"

The wind picked up, and the smell of blood lingered in the nostrils. Xuan Ziyu frowned, "Hurry up and solve it, it's important to hurry."

Those people were not Ning Xiu's opponents, it was obvious that Xuan Ziyu had great confidence in the man he picked.

However, he neglected... his three-legged cat kung fu is not enough to compete with these men in black with deep inner strength.

After the few people who were attacking Lin Jinhuan heard Xuan Ziyu's voice, two people suddenly rose into the air, drew a graceful arc in the air, and attacked Xuan Ziyu with silver swords in their hands.

Xuan Ziyu was terrified, he drew his sword to meet the enemy, the opponent swiftly dodged his moves, and came behind Xuan Ziyu in a roundabout. "My lord, be careful!" the disheveled Er Baozi yelled.

Xuan Ziyu dodged the moves of the man in black in embarrassment, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his face, "Ning Xiu!" He shouted urgently.

The gloomy pupils were full of bloodthirsty light, "If you touch him, I'll kill you all!" Not a trace of warm and ruthless voice escaped from Ning Xiu's mouth.

Lin Jinhuan was startled suddenly, and the smile on his face became even more weird. He exerted all his strength to avoid the three or so people fighting with him, and rushed over like an arrow. The right guard Xuan Ziyu was behind him, and the attack speed of the man in black did not weaken. Just as Lin Jinhuan was pulling Xuan Ziyu, the long sword of the man in black pierced his right shoulder blade.

Blood splashed out with a puff, staining his clothes and cheeks red.

There were a few drops of red blood hanging on Lin Jinhuan's long eyelashes, looking extremely charming, and a blood red color appeared in his pupils.

Lin Jinhuan snorted angrily: "Guard them and leave them to me." Pushing Xuan Ziyu out, he flew towards the besieging man in black, blood splashed on the jade flute in Lin Jinhuan's hand. Like a snake, it recruits people's vital points.

Ning Xiuhu Lu Chengfeng and Xuan Ziyu were about to break through, when suddenly a scent of fragrance entered their nostrils, and saw a person standing on the top of a tree in the distance, his clothes fluttering, white clothes better than snow, hair like clouds, eyes Lang Xing's eyes moved, his clear and moist black eyes looked at the fight below with a smile.

Xuan Ziyu raised his eyes and saw the man, frowned and pursed his lips, "What are you looking at? Why don't you hurry up and help?" Isn't this guy supposed to be in the Demon Palace?Why did it suddenly appear here?

"Shuiyue sees the Young Palace Master." The man flew down with a smile, and bowed to him.

"Hurry up and save people."

"No hurry." After the words fell, a red shadow suddenly flashed by, and the sound of weapons clashing was like raindrops. Under the brilliant sword shadow, a dozen besieged men in black collapsed to the ground.

Lin Jinhuan's white clothes were soaked in blood, his face was pale, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, he raised his eyes to Xuan Ziyu, staggered and leaned against the tree trunk beside him.

Xuan Ziyu's feet were already bleeding like rivers, he glanced coldly at the red figure and said, "Why did you two come here?"

"play."

"The two protectors are very leisurely."

With the silver sword in its sheath, the red figure suddenly turned around, with an arrogant expression and cold eyes, walked into Xuan Ziyu a few steps and bowed to salute, "Wuhen see the Young Palace Master."

"En." Xuan Ziyu pointed at Lin Jinhuan, who was seriously injured and half dead, with his sword in hand, and said, "Help that person to me."

Lin Jinhuan reluctantly opened his eyelids and smiled gratefully at Xuan Ziyu, "Thank you to the two guardians of the Demon Palace for saving me."

"The one we want to save is the Young Palace Master." Shuiyue touched her nose and said bluntly.

Ning Xiu looked at Xuan Ziyu, "Are you hurt?"

"No."

Lu Chengfeng passed out again during the fight, Ning Xiu half supported him, "There is no means of transportation, we need to go to the next town to get a carriage."

"You don't ride horses?"

"No." Shuiyue shrugged regretfully.

"Ning Xiu gave Lu Chengfeng to Shuiyue, and asked him to carry Lu Chengfeng from the Qingshan Gate on his back to head the road."

Shuiyue's smiling face collapsed, and she lowered her eyes and pondered: "I...I'd better go and help the Young Palace Master find a carriage and come back." After finishing speaking, the person had disappeared into the air.

"How is he?" Seeing Wuhen who was slapping Lin Jinhuan's body in disorder, Xuan Ziyu asked, "Is he unconscious?"

"Well, temporarily helped him stop the bleeding."

Ning Xiu handed over the person in his arms to Er Baozi and his followers, walked to the group of scattered corpses and began to study them with the weapons in their hands.

"They are barbarians." He was amazed, and the snowflake pattern on the scabbard showed the backs of these pursuers.

Wind Snow Valley is a sect that exists in the barbaric land, are all these people from Wind Snow Valley?

Xuan Ziyu pulled off the mask on a person's face, "Why do these people do whatever they want?" It's so ugly, it looks like a wild boar stepping on a mine, with a big beard, a big face, thick black eyebrows, and Has... a mouth comparable to a sausage.

After tearing off the cloth towels that gradually stiffened the corpses, Xuan Ziyu found a clean place, spread the towels on the ground, sat down against a tree, and waited for the carriage to arrive.

23. Intuitive love...

"Little Feather..." When Ning Xiu was changing the bandage on Lin Jinhuan's wound lying on the bed in the inn, he suddenly heard this word faintly from the mouth of Mr. Lin who was in a coma.

"Are you awake?" He leaned over to look at Lin Jinhuan, who was murmuring but still unconscious, his eyes darkened.

"Little Feather..." Lin Jinhuan's voice was soft, but Ning Xiu, who had extraordinary martial arts skills, could hear it clearly. He looked serious, covered Lin Jinhuan with a quilt, turned around and walked out of the room quickly.

In the next room, Xuan Ziyu was playing with a little white pigeon that Shuiyue had caught for him outside just now. When Ning Xiu entered the room and saw the thing in his arms, a strange look crossed his eyes, Xuan Ziyu disappeared from sight in an instant.

"Come here and kill this pigeon. I want pigeon soup."

Ning Xiu's heart trembled, and he walked up to Xuan Ziyu in three steps at a time, "Where did the pigeon come from?"

"Just now I saw a white shadow outside the window. Shuiyue said it was a pigeon and he caught it for me to play with." Xuan Ziyu happily stroked the cooing little white pigeon head in his arms and said, "That's right, I also found a note on the pigeon's foot, which said that the fourth child has started."

Ning Xiu stiffened his back, and looked at Xuan Ziyu complicatedly, "Where is the note?"

"Burn." Xuan Ziyu looked up at Ning Xiu, tilted his head and chuckled with a bewitching charm, "What's wrong? Why do you care about the note?"

Ning Xiu lowered his head and smiled, "Give me the pigeon."

"Go get the knife, let's kill the pigeon in the room." Xuan Ziyu directed with his chin raised.

"It's a carrier pigeon." Ning Xiu couldn't bear it any longer and gritted his teeth and said, "You know that, don't you?"

Ah!This time, Ning Xiu completely overturned his previous views on Xuan Ziyu from the bottom of his heart. It turns out that this person is a truly capable person who does not show his talents!

Xuan Ziyu rolled his eyes with a smile and hummed, "What do I know?" Fortunately, the development of the matter was within the scope of his guess.

He grew up with those princes in the palace, and Xuan Ziyu had no interest in intervening in the battle of intrigues and conspiracy. Just because he didn't intervene doesn't mean he didn't know about the fight between the princes, right?

Besides, he is Princess Jing now, and his future life and destiny will definitely be related to the rise and fall of the royal family. He knows that in the eyes of others, he is just an idiot with a good-looking skin.

But he also knows: the small hermit hides in the wild, the middle hermit hides in the city, and the great hermit hides in the court. Only the wise and foolish can survive in this environment where the dark tide is surging with swords, lights and swords.

Ning Xiu sat down in front of him, "What do you know?"

Xuan Ziyu casually fiddled with the pigeon's white feathers, "You should ask me what I don't know?"

"Then Princess Jing, what do you not know?"

"I don't know your heart!" Xuan Ziyu replied directly and frankly.

He is stupid, he is also treacherous, Xuan Ziyu has already penetrated the essence of thick black theory, he is black-hearted and thick-skinned, but he has also interpreted the essence of thick black in his body!

Xuan Ziyu had already seen clearly what kind of real side was hidden behind Ning Xiu's seemingly cold and harmless face.

As a descendant of the royal family, his status has determined his future path since birth, and the fate of fighting for power is of course inevitable.

Therefore, as long as there is a desire, he will not be attracted to the supreme and noble status of the emperor, Ning Xiu will not, Ning Yuan will not, and any descendant of the royal family will not.

How many people dream of being the pinnacle of glory, above ten million people, the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, and being the king of the world, and how many people would be smashed to pieces for the glory of power?

Xuan Ziyu is the queen of the saint, but he is still a mortal body after all. He can also understand Ning Xiu's situation and care about the affairs of the court. He just wants to help people who are important to him to gain control in the thrilling battle Follow the overall situation and be the helmsman on the cusp of the storm.

"That's Ning Chen's handwriting, I can tell." Xuan Ziyu said to himself with a smile on his face, "Let that guy make a fuss, Princess Wu's natal family is powerful, but once her relatives take power, what do you think?" Can the emperor still watch it? Besides, there are still Ning Su and a group of old officials in the capital, and a group of important officials of the royal family will support the collapse of the sky!"

Ning Xiu stared at Xuan Ziyu with a seemingly earnest expression, his deep pupils shone with a strange brilliance, he raised the corners of his eyes and laughed loudly: "It seems that this king really married a baby!"

"It's good to know." Xuan Ziyu said without humility at all: "Anyway, if the court is really in chaos, wouldn't you still have your father as your backing?"

What!No matter what happens, father and father will not ignore it when they see an accident in the court.

Even if they wanted to ignore it, they would definitely not agree. Ning Xiu is their son-in-law... No, what should he be called?

Xuan Ziyu frowned and asked, "What should my father and father call you?"

"Son-in-law." Ning Xiu raised his hand to pour a cup of boiling water for Xuan Ziyu, pushed it in front of him, and said.

"Fuck your son-in-law, I'm a man." Xuan Ziyu said coldly, "Are you sincerely angry with me?"

Ning Xiu was taken aback, thought for a while and said, "Then what do you think it should be called?"

"...Son-in-law."

The corners of Ning Xiu's eyes twitched, and he nodded, "Mmm...he's my son-in-law."

"How long do we have to stay here?"

"Let's start when Jinhuan wakes up." The name Lin Jinhuan murmured when he was unconscious suddenly sounded in his mind, and Ning Xiu looked at Xuan Ziyu with gloomy eyes.

"Give me the pigeon."

"doing what?"

"Send a message to Ning Chen."

"No need." Xuan Ziyu waved his hand, "They are also coming to Nandu, it's useless for you to send a letter."

"Huh?" Ning Chen didn't stay in the capital, what was he doing in the south?

"My elder brother is going back to the Devil's Palace, and he followed me with a shameless face."

Ning Xiu choked on a sip of water, blushed in embarrassment and coughed, "Uh...cough cough...you mean..." What's going on?When he was in the capital, there was no need to hear any wind.

Xuan Ziyu looked at him disdainfully and said: "You people surnamed Ning are really shameless, the second prince Ning Chen often climbs the courtyard wall of my house and runs to Xuanfu like a thief!"

Ning Xiu was greatly surprised, "Second Brother..." Unexpectedly, such a thing happened!

Xuan Ziyu dawdled on the chair twice, got up and sat down on Ning Xiu's lap generously, looking at his surprised eyes for a moment lost his mind.

Whenever he looked into Ning Xiu's eyes, he felt that those deep black eyeballs had a bewitching attraction to him, like a bottomless lake, mysterious and dangerous.

Ning Xiu looked at people very calmly, with a kind of arrogance that looked down on all beings indifferently, which made him feel a strange sense of dependence and trust.

It's just...Xuan Ziyu didn't know whether Ning Xiu's eyes showed his heart like ordinary people.

"Why are your legs so hard?" Xuan Ziyu complained lowly, the thighs under the buttocks were as hard as iron rods.

"Because it's a muscle." Ning Xiusi rubbed his temples and said, "Why don't you sit up?"

Xuan Ziyu curled his lips, "There is a big stick against me at the back, and I can't sit up."

Ning Xiu's heart skipped a beat, and his nimble right hand touched Xuan Ziyu's warm and delicate belly from under his robe, "The belly seems to be a little bigger."

"Yeah." Xuan Ziyu said: "The child's development is too normal, I think he will definitely run out in less than a month."

Ning Xiu was puzzled, "You can feel this too?" Are saints really that different from ordinary people?

Xuan Ziyu rolled his eyes, "You don't feel comfortable touching it, rub it, it will flatten my stomach."

Ning Xiu sneered, "Half of your big belly is due to the child, and half of it is probably a bulging stomach, right?"

"You can knead as long as you want, there's so much nonsense." Xuan Ziyu said impatiently: "I ate too many dumplings that day at the inn in Changle Town, Lin Sangong offered to knead for me, but my father didn't give him a chance! "

Ning Xiu paused for a moment with the hand kneading Xuan Ziyu's stomach, "Why don't you give him a chance?" In this way, Jinhuan's treatment of Xuan Ziyu is really...unusual!

"I'm not his concubine, why do you want him to rub it? Then what do you want?" Xuan Ziyu turned his head to the side and looked at Ning Xiu with an idiot expression on his face.

These words were very helpful, Ning Xiu swept away the haze in his heart, and hugged Xuan Ziyu, "Then let's rub on the bed."

"Ning Xiu, you have to treat me better in the future. If you treat me badly and provoke me to change my mind, you can just wait for doom." Xuan Ziyu threatened with a low eyebrow.

Ning Xiu smiled, and gently placed Xuan Ziyu on the bed, "Okay." Doomed?Perhaps he is beyond redemption.

I originally thought that I was a cold and cold person by nature, but judging from the day and night with Xuan Ziyu, the reason why I didn't care about my children before was probably because those women couldn't arouse his interest, or maybe it was because of him. Originally, he didn't like the femininity of women from the bottom of his heart, but Xuan Ziyu...it was different to him.

He is also a man, and he is a straightforward and not stupid man, but Ning Xiu, who hides in his heart, feels that he is somewhat similar to himself.

Xuan Ziyu was still holding the pigeon in his arms. After lying down on the bed, he sent the pigeon to Ning Xiu, "Hold it up, so that it will relieve me on the road."

Ning Xiu paused the movement of undressing, and a strange wave surged in his heart again.

He had forgotten that Xuan Ziyu was secretly helping him to watch the situation of the court!

After taking the pigeon, Ning Xiu put it in a small air-permeable square box, turned around and said, "My concubine has done so much for this king, and this king has nothing to repay, why don't you just promise me with your body!"

Xuan Ziyu propped his head sideways and looked at him, "Okay! You can dance a section of [-] touches for my grandfather, please please me!"

Ning Xiu shook his hand as he undressed his robe, and smiled helplessly, "This request is a bit difficult for me, can you change it?"

Xuan Ziyu didn't make things difficult for him, lying flat on the bed and looking at the top of the bed, he said, "Then don't go to bed today, just stand there and stand guard for me."

Ning Xiu frowned, crying in his heart, "Is the princess punishing the king?"

"If you stand too monotonously, go to the inn and ask the boy for a washboard and an incense burner, and kneel on the washboard with the incense burner on." The blanket was covered, and Xuan Ziyu turned sideways and added: "Don't be lazy, wait If I didn’t see you kneeling on the washboard when I woke up, I’d make you kneel at the door and let the people in the inn watch.”

Ning Xiu smiled as usual, stripped off his clothes three or five times, waved down the bed curtain, and pressed Xuan Ziyu under him with lightning speed, "It's important to do business now, and I'll let you deal with it when I get to the Demon Palace." .”

"Well...you said this, remember."

24. The magic palace protector who disrupted the situation...

"Young Palace Master's dinner is ready, I'm taking it in now." Shuiyue's voice with a bit of a smile sounded outside the door.

"Hey, stop." Xuan Ziyu panted with a smile on his face, sticking out his pink tongue, "Get out, eat first if you're hungry."

Ning Xiujun's face was covered with beads of sweat, and he looked at him resentfully, "I'll eat later."

How can it be said that if the arrow is on the string, it will be called and the gold will be withdrawn?Ning Xiu bowed his head and continued to attack Xuan Ziyu.

"Squeak." The door opened in response, Shuiyue looked around the room pretending not to know the so-called. "Young Palace Master, are you there?"

"I... um..." The bed shook violently, Xuan Ziyu stretched out his weak arms and slightly opened the bed curtain to poke his head out, "Put the food there, get out!"

"Young Palace Master, who is this?" Shuiyue's winking eyes lit up, and the corners of her eyes were bent with a bit of seductive charm, "Are you feeling unwell?"

hehe!It seems that it is really time for him to deliver food.

"Shuiyue asked the kitchen to stew some ginseng soup for the young palace master, why don't I help you get up and drink some." A cunning look flashed in his eyes, and he walked towards the bed.

"Stop!" Ning Xiu's hoarse and sexy voice sounded, "This king is doing a detailed medical examination for the princess."

"Uh..." Shuiyue froze in place, with the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, "Is the prince also proficient in the art of distorting yellow?"

On the bed, Ning Xiu, who was tearing his robes and tug-of-war with Xuan Ziyu, said angrily, "Get out!"

Shuiyue shrugged shruggingly, and saw Xuan Ziyu's slender and white arms poking out of the bed curtain, "Shuiyue, come and save me!" The smell of food floated into the bed curtain, and Xuan Ziyu, who was hungry and groaning, I don't have the mood to do that kind of thing with Ning Xiu anymore, the world is the biggest meal!

Shuiyue's complexion changed, her eyes were full of smiles, she flew towards the bed and pulled the disheveled Xuan Ziyu out of the bed through the bed curtain. "Young Palace Master, who is this?" He tried hard to suppress the urge to laugh, and put Xuan Ziyu on the chair beside the table.

Xuan Ziyu panted weakly, "Hungry... rice." Without even caring about arranging his robe, he reached out and tore the chicken leg and sent it to his mouth!

With a dark face, Ning Xiu came down from the bed with his clothes intact. His eyes wandered around Shuiyue's body with complicated eyes, and he snorted coldly: "The loyalty of Water Guardian surprised me!"

With a calm look, Shuiyue clapped her hands and said, "My lord praises you!"

Ning Xiu coldly twitched the corner of his mouth with a sneer, waved his hand and put on an extra robe, stepped forward to put it on Xuan Ziyu and shouted: "Do you want to watch the king and the princess have dinner here?" ?”

"Uh..." Shuiyue lowered her eyes and smiled, "My lord and concubine take it easy, I will take my leave."

In the blink of an eye, Shuiyue's figure disappeared at the door.

Xuan Ziyu was like a wolf cub who had been hungry for several days and nights, grabbing the food in his mouth like a storm, "You... get me some soup." He chewed the food, and muttered softly to command Ning Xiu.

Ning Xiu's face softened a little, and he served Xuan Ziyu soup with a livid face, "Are you so hungry?" If outsiders saw Xuan Ziyu's eating appearance and didn't know it, they would think that Prince Jing had abused his princess! "

"Well, my stomach is empty." The oily finger pointed to the stomach and said, "Maybe you helped me rub all the food in my stomach, so I'm hungry."

Confused, Xuan Ziyu shook off his cheeks and continued to eat and drink.

After Xuan Ziyu had finished eating and drinking and just wiped his mouth, Shuiyue and Wuhen appeared in front of him again.

Under Ning Xiu's cold gaze, the two took Xuan Ziyu out of the room, saying that they wanted to check Xuan Ziyu's body for poisoning in the name of the Lord of the Demon Palace.

Ning Xiu proposed to stay by Xuan Ziyu's side, but the two guardians refused Ning Xiu because they said that the palace master had ordered no one to approach him during their consultation with the young palace master.

So, Xuan Ziyu supported his waist, his chubby belly was sandwiched by Shuiyue and Wuhen from left to right, and looked at Ning Xiu with blinking eyes while taking three steps.

Ning Xiu's face was full of chills, he frowned and raised his eyebrows at Xuan Ziyu, saying: "Go, I'll wait here."

A little sadness appeared in Xuan Ziyu's eyes, he looked at Ning Xiu as if he was parting from life and death, and followed him out of the room with a mournful face.

Ning Xiu, who was sitting in the room, looked at the food on the table without any appetite. He secretly thought about the reason why Xuan Ziyu was poisoned, and tried to find some clues from the mess of thoughts, but he was at a loss. The scene of Xuan Ziyu's rejoicing was blank.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" A shrill howl came, Ning Xiu trembled all over, his heart ached, and he walked to the next door without thinking.

"Don't get needles anymore! It hurts me to death." Xuan Ziyu choked up and cried, "You are inhuman! It hurts!"

At this time Xuan Ziyu was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his white and flexible upper body naked and facing Shuiyue and Wuhen.

The head, shoulders, and biceps are densely covered with silver needles.

"Woooo... how long will it take?" Xuan Ziyu twisted his body in pain, and both arms were held together by Shuiyue and Wuhen, "It will take about two hours."

"Why so long? What if it fails? What if you are also poisoned?"

It is not safe to use internal force to force the poison out of Xuan Ziyu's body, and Shuiyue and Wuhen may also be infected with the poison through the transmission of internal force if they are not careful.

Xuan Ziyu looked at him worriedly, "Forget it! Father doesn't cherish talents too much, how can I bear the two guardians to suffer for me!" As he said, he twisted his body and was about to escape from the bed.

"Don't be willful, Young Palace Master." Shuiyue's cheeks as warm as jade were covered with a thin layer of sweat, "If we are not allowed to use our internal power to suppress poison for Young Palace Master, I'm afraid..."

When Ning Xiu heard these words outside the door, his heart was heavy as if he had been crushed by a huge boulder. Could it be that the soul-destroying poison in Xuan Ziyu's body had already endangered his life?

But these days...he has never shown an abnormal state in front of him!

Ning Xiu's internal organs were immediately filled with annoyance, and he suddenly remembered the super strong endurance that Xuan Ziyu, who was afraid of pain, had shown at certain times.

The scene of being beaten by a teacher when he was a child was vivid as if it happened yesterday. Xuan Ziyu, who gritted his teeth and endured the pain, made Ning Xiu feel inexplicably distressed.

"Then... stop rambling, let's start." Xuan Ziyu pondered for a while and said, "Be careful."

"It's okay." Shuiyue wiped the sweat from her forehead, and snickered, "Master Jing is standing guard for us outside!"

Xuan Ziyu pouted, "He still has a bit of conscience."

Shuiyue Wuhen exchanged glances, calmly began to heal the poison for Xuan Ziyu.

Ning Xiu stood at the door with a standard sergeant's posture like a door god. When Lin Jinhuan woke up from a coma and was hungry, he staggered to the door with his painful body, opened the door and swept his eyes around. Just saw this situation.

He thought he was hallucinating, and blinked his eyelids fiercely as if his eyes were convulsed. After confirming that the person who appeared in sight and stood guard at the door was Ning Xiu, he let out a voice from his hoarse throat: "My lord is standing here. do what?"

Ning Xiu came back from his thoughts, and walked over to support Lin Jinhuan, who was unsteady, "Why are you getting up? Say hello and I will let my followers come in to serve you."

"Uh..." Lin Jinhuan smiled weakly, pointed to his stomach and said, "I woke up from hunger."

Ning Xiu's sensitive heart trembled, and he suddenly felt that Lin Jinhuan seemed to be similar to Xuan Ziyu in many ways.

And... the voice that murmured calling Xuan Ziyu in a coma emerged in Ning Xiu's mind.

He looked at Lin Jinhuan thoughtfully, "It happens that there are still some meals in the room, I'll help you in."

Does this person approach him with special intentions?

Ning Xiu thought to himself. For him, Lin Jinhuan is a good friend who grew up with him. His personality is completely different from his own. A prodigal son in the mountains and rivers, but because of his family background, he had to give up his dream and wander between the royal family and the rivers and lakes as the prime minister's son.

The friendship between Ning Xiu and him is also real, maybe there is a little bit of court affairs involved in it, but those things don't affect their friendship at all.

However, the ravings that Lin Jinhuan uttered in a coma yesterday made Ning Xiu a little wary of him.

He didn't deny that his thoughts on Xuan Ziyu were gradually changing because of getting along these days, and he also liked to enjoy that feeling.

The way Xuan Ziyu was torturing him like a little beast, the way his mouth curled up and complained sharply, all of these had taken root deep in his heart.

Thinking of this, the corner of Ning Xiu's mouth raised a beautiful arc, Lin Jinhuan looked at him in surprise, "Is there anything good?"

Ning Xiu settled down, "The guardian of the Demon Palace is healing Ziyu, I'll go and see." He cleverly avoided Lin Jinhuan's question and walked out of the room.

Lin Jinhuan stared at his back in a daze, how could he not have noticed this subtle change in Ning Xiu with his wit.

Sighing wistfully, Lin Jinhuan, who was looking at a table of food, lost any appetite at this moment.

"Ah... ah... Are you alright?" Xuan Ziyu panted ambiguously, "I'm going to die of pain... Woooo..."

"Young Palace Master, please be patient." Shuiyue Jiang quickly pulled out the red silver needles on Xuan Ziyu's body, and then put in new ones.

"It's killing me!" Xuan Ziyu trembled slightly, "You are too cruel! Ugh..."

Pricking him one by one like this, it's better to just stab him and make him hurt completely!

"Wuuu...I want to report you to Daddy...This is totally abuse!"

Why doesn't the old man want to come up with some gentle method to cure his poison?

The corner of Ning Xiu's mouth at the door twitched a few times, and his mind was filled with Xuan Ziyu's wrinkled face when he complained.

At this moment, he felt in a trance that something slowly began to change in his heart.

25. It hurts so much that the prince waits on me...

Hearing Xuan Ziyu's pitiful howls, Ning Xiu's heart trembled wildly, and waves surged in his heart. He just wanted to push open the door and walk in, to drink the movement of the demon palace guardian to heal Xuan Ziyu's poison. But……

"Ning Xiu, save me..." Xuan Ziyu whispered miserably, hoping that Lord Jing could hear his affectionate call with his excellent hearing.

"Squeak!" The door was suddenly pushed open, and Ning Xiu stepped into the room.

Shuiyue was putting on the underwear for Xuan Ziyu who was dying and paralyzed on the bed. Ning Xiu's pupils shrank slightly, knowing that the work of treating the poison was over, she stepped forward and wrapped Xuan Ziyu in his outer robe, and disappeared in the next moment with him in his arms. inside the room.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" puts face on Ning Xiu's chest, listens to his sonorous heartbeat and the gust of wind blowing at the beginning, asks: "Where shall we go?"

Ning Xiu pressed his head and pressed it to his chest, "Let's take a step first."

At this time, he had used his lightness skills to fly out of the town, and his figure was like a light swallow, shuttling through the jungle towards Nandu,

"I'm in terrible pain, let's find a place to rest."

"it is good."

Ning Xiu's face became more solemn, and his running speed increased a lot.

When they saw a majestic and majestic house standing on a hill not far away, Ning Xiu hugged him and ran straight up the hill.

Halfway up the mountain, the two of them heard the faint sound of chanting from the top of the mountain and smelled the faint scent of sandalwood at the same time, "You take me to the temple?"

"This should be Tantong Temple." Ning Xiu said calmly, "I know the host here, so let's interrupt here for a day."

Arriving at the gate of the temple, Ning Xiu took out a token from his arms and threw it to the young monk guarding the gate, and stepped into the temple directly holding the figure in the shape of a silkworm chrysalis.

The abbot and a group of elders from the temple came out to greet him immediately, and after a polite exchange with Ning Xiu, he ordered the young monk to arrange for Ning Xiu to stay in the guest room.

Xuan Ziyu nestled in Ning Xiu's arms like a full-fledged kitten without saying a word, until after entering the guest room, Ning Xiu hurriedly placed him on the bed, lifted the robe that wrapped him, and was about to check his body. In the eye of the needle, I could only see Xuan Ziyu biting his red and tender thin lips, tears falling silently like rain.

"It hurts..." There were bright teardrops hanging on the long fan-shaped eyelashes, Ning Xiu's eyes were full of emotion, and he wiped his tears with pity and tenderness, "Let me see."

Unbuttoning his underwear, what caught Ning Xiu's eyes was that the slightly flushed skin was covered with dense needle holes, "Why did you get so many needles?"

With tears in his eyes, Xuan Ziyu choked up and said: "The treatment method arranged by my father, I... hate him to death, and abuse me."

Ning Xiu took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, "Can I rub the medicine?"

Xuan Ziyu didn't speak, put his arms around his neck, blinked his red and swollen phoenix eyes and muttered: "I'm in great pain, you have to serve me."

"Okay." Ning Xiu felt sorry for the wound on his body, poured out the juice from the porcelain bottle that exudes a faint medicinal fragrance, and gently wiped it on his body with his fingertips.

"This medicine has the effect of promoting muscle and relieving pain, and the wound will not hurt after rubbing it a little."

Xuan Ziyu pouted and hugged