Stealing Heart Pavilion Master Can't Get Away

After Su Feng finished speaking, he took action directly, rubbing his lips and teeth next to his ear and kissing, feeling Mu Ge's increasingly hot skin, and his cool lips slowly slid down his neck.

He kissed inch by inch, tenderly and earnestly.

His thin lips pressed against Mu Ge's beautiful collarbone, and there was a sudden pain in his chest. His body trembled violently, and his teeth hit Mu Ge's collarbone.

"Hmm." The indescribable pain in his chest made Sufeng groan and groan in pain. He clenched his teeth, quickly got up from Mu Ge, and fled away from Mu Ge in a hurry.

Not far from the Liujiao Pavilion, he suddenly felt pain in his knees. His knees were so soft that he almost fell to his knees. Just when his knees were less than a foot away from the ground, he was supported by Mu Ge who was rushing after him.

"Sufeng, what's the matter with you?" Mu Ge hurriedly asked Sufeng, and hurriedly said to Qingyun not far away: "Go to Shen Shen doctor quickly."

At this time, Sufeng's thin lips were tightly pursed, his brows were twisted together in pain, and the piercing pain in his chest and knees made him extremely painful.

The fishy sweetness surging up in his chest could no longer be suppressed, Sufeng bent over, and spurted out a big mouthful of warm blood.

Mu Ge hurriedly hugged him, with a look of fear in his eyes, he hurriedly picked up Sufeng, hurried to the bedroom, and said eagerly as he walked: "Sufeng, hold on, I will take you back Sleeping Hall, hold on, you must have nothing to do, you must not have anything to do, I will not allow you to have anything to do..."

Because of the fear in his heart, his footsteps were a little flustered, and he rushed back to the dormitory as fast as possible while holding Sufeng.

He didn't dare to look at the shocking blood on the corners of Sufeng's lips, and couldn't bear to look at Sufeng's distorted face in pain at this moment.

He can't imagine how unbearable the pain that can torture Sufeng to this point is. He knows Sufeng, if he can endure it, he will definitely not let him notice it, but he is in such pain at this time.

He wished he could suffer such pain for him, but Sufeng suffered such pain because of him, but he couldn't save him.

He hurriedly placed Su Feng on the bed, and ordered loudly: "Go, go and let all the imperial doctors come over."

He looked at Sufeng's tightly pursed lips and the Yin Hong liquid at the corners of his lips, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

He is afraid, he knows that he is afraid, afraid that Sufeng will leave him like this, so where can he find him?

He held Sufeng's hand tightly and said in a trembling voice: "Sufeng, don't leave me behind. You promised me that you would stay with me forever. You can't break your word."

Because of the unbearable pain, Sufeng's hand tightly held by Mu Ge trembled. He resisted the pain and said word by word: "I... have nothing to do, don't... worry."

This is the first time since he was poisoned that he was in such pain. Sufeng knew that this was a sign that his body was about to be exhausted. He didn't know how long he could be with him. Words could not express the reluctance in his heart.

Qingyun hurried over with Shen Runfan, and Mu Ge hurriedly made way for Shen Runfan to diagnose Sufeng's pulse.

It didn't take long for the pulse diagnosis, but Mu Ge felt that the suffering was extremely long. He finally saw Shen Runfan let go of Sufeng's wrist in the agony, and he hurriedly asked, "How? What's going on? Why did it happen suddenly?"

Shen Runfan first fed Sufeng a pill, then took out the silver needle, and gave Sufeng the needle, and healed Sufeng in an orderly manner. He gave Sufeng the needle while answering Mu Ge: "Back to the emperor, the pavilion master has cold poison in his body. I couldn’t suppress it anymore, and later I was invaded by the chill in the cold pool, this cold poison is naturally uncontrollable, now I’m afraid..." He paused, seeing Mu Ge narrow his eyes, he pondered for a moment, and felt that he should still To tell the truth, he sighed, and continued: "At most, he can only live for half a year, and this is still under the condition of good medical treatment."

Listening to his words, Mu Ge glanced at Su Feng who had already passed out, but did not speak.He stood silently at the end of the bed for a long time, until Shen Runfan pulled out the silver needle for Sufeng and bid him farewell, he asked calmly: "Is there a way to heal him in this world? No matter what the way is, as long as it can save him."

Shen Runfan still kept his bent posture, and he didn't dare to move if Mu Ge didn't let him stand up. He thought for a moment, and said: "Go back to the emperor, the grass people don't know what to do, the dragon yin grass is the coldest poison in the world, In addition, the pavilion master has taken many kinds of poisonous poisons before taking the dragon yin grass, the cold poison of the pavilion master has already penetrated into the blood vessels and five internal organs, and the cold poison cannot be relieved at all."

Could it be that he couldn't keep him after all?Mu Ge stood in a daze for a long time.After recovering, he gently waved his hand to Shen Runfan, indicating that he can leave.

He walked two steps closer, sat down on the wooden steps in front of the bed, looked at Su Feng's pale, bloodless face, and wiped off the blood from the corners of his lips with his sleeve.

Suddenly footsteps came from outside the hall, Mu Ge frowned, and shouted angrily, "Get out of here."

A group of imperial doctors who had just stepped into the gate of the palace couldn't help trembling together, and hurriedly retreated.

Su Feng lay lifeless on the bed, Mu Ge wanted to reach out to touch his face, but when he stretched out his hand, he found that his fingers were trembling uncontrollably, he clenched his fist angrily, and slowly withdrew his hand.

He had never felt like this before, and the sense of powerlessness emanating from his heart at this moment made him feel a little hopeless, and he never knew that he would also have times of despair.

The feeling of having nowhere to vent in his heart made him feel suffocated, as if his heart had been hollowed out, empty and empty.

He was ruthless all his life, and he never felt the slightest feeling when he killed his own brother. Even when he planned to destroy the deposed King Duan and the Bai family a month ago, when he watched the former empress dowager commit suicide by drinking poisonous wine, he felt so sad. There has never been a single wave.

He always thought that he had no heart, but in fact he knew that it was not that he had no heart, but that his whole heart was occupied by him, and no one could make his heart stir up a wave except him.

He is his life, he never lied, and now he is about to lose his life, so he can still live.

Maybe it is possible, but there is only a body without a heart left.