I want it all

The carriage stopped and went, and when it entered the city, it was not going fast, and it had to be checked by patrol officers and soldiers.

Mo Tingfeng was not affected in the slightest, and really slept soundly, changing positions on Shen Feiyun's lap, but he never woke up.

Shen Feiyun was preoccupied and couldn't bear to wake Mo Tingfeng. He was obviously disgusted and fearful before, but he heard that the other party cared about him, so he couldn't say anything serious about it.

Shen Feiyun was full of thoughts, one moment was Mo Tingfeng killing his old friend, and the other moment was the other party's sincere confession.

"Hey—" He sighed a long time, still suspicious of the little devil's ulterior motives.

There is no such thing, the first time I saw it, I fell in love secretly, and I insisted on taking it by force.Everything cannot be explained by the words "coincidence".

I had killed the killer before, but I did it first, and wanted to save my old friend's life.Later, when he met the other party's frivolity, he was only sullen and reprimanded, and his actions were also very measured, not for murder, but just to learn a lesson or two.

"My temperament, just like what Master said, is too weak." Shen Feiyun couldn't help thinking.

He looked down at Mo Tingfeng, who had no defense against him, as long as he stretched out his hand, he could cut off the slender and delicate neck, allowing the little devil to walk away in peace.

Shen Feiyun lowered his eyes, restrained his unnecessary emotions, and slowly stretched out his hand...

"Are you there?" Mo Tingfeng rubbed his knees, his eyes were sleepy, and he raised his head with an innocent and natural expression.

"Soon." Shen Feiyun smiled slightly, patted the seat beside him, and signaled him to sit down.

Mo Tingfeng yawned, grabbed Shen Feiyun's hand, pressed it on the back of his neck, and said with a smile: "It's really comfortable, your hands are not like Lian Jiazi, they don't have calluses at all."

Shen Feiyun tentatively withdrew his hand and grabbed the back of Mo Tingfeng's neck, only to find that the hand holding his wrist also began to tighten, and the two competed with each other, and no one could gain anything.

"Why are you Mo Tingfeng?" Shen Feiyun said without a word, lifted the back of his neck, and lifted him onto the seat.

He said leisurely: "Where you can't sit, you have to do it on the ground."

"You're really interesting." Mo Tingfeng raised his head and laughed, "It's a pity that I didn't choose to be the young master of the Holy Fire Cult, but I chose to sit on the ground by choice."

Smiling and laughing, his voice became quieter, he turned his head and looked into Shen Feiyun's eyes, "You can't block my reluctance, but you block my voluntary, you are so interesting."

Shen Feiyun was uncomfortable being looked at, so he pursed his lips, and he could hear the slight mockery in the words.He opened the curtains, and in front of him was the majestic city wall.

"We've arrived at Daming Palace."

"Oh." Mo Tingfeng said wearily, the smile in his eyes disappeared, he took out the cloak from the box and put it on his lap.

Enter from Danfeng Gate, pass through the three halls, then drive into the inner courtyard, and go east to the Hall of Longevity.The carriage moved more slowly in the palace, like a leisurely stroll, and then slowly stopped outside the gate of the Hall of Eternal Life.

Mo Tingfeng put on the lake blue cloak, opened the oil-paper umbrella, and walked towards the hall.

"Not at all." Shen Feiyun teased, the little devil was wearing his clothes and was holding an umbrella he made in his hand.

Mo Tingfeng tilted his head, blinked his eyes, and said with a smile, "I take you as my own."

Shen Feiyun laughed, ignored the glib Mo Tingfeng, and followed behind everyone.

"Welcome to His Royal Highness the Prince." The eunuchs and maidservants bowed their knees and bowed their heads respectfully.

At this point, Mo Tingfeng shut his mouth, said nothing, and stayed behind, not being the first.

As early as when they stepped up the ranks, the servants lit the oil lamps, and each one of them illuminated the hall as bright as day.The eunuch who watched the night in front of the bed hung the bed curtain on a small silver hook, and the bed was bright yellow.

Everyone is a famous figure in the Jianghu, but they all hold their breath when they step into the Hall of Eternal Life, for fear of disturbing the sleepy people on the bed.

"Third brother, Hall Master Yin, please come with me." Jian Yike walked to the bed, knelt down slowly, and his movements and expressions could not be more pious.

Jian Yishan was called by name, so she had no choice but to go forward, followed the same pattern, and knelt by the uncle's bed together.

"Father, I invited a famous doctor to see you." Jian Yike gently shook the old man's shoulder, "Wake up quickly, the medicine will cure you, and you will recover soon..."

Yin Ruo was worried when he heard the words, and couldn't help frowning.He had already stated that he might not be capable enough to treat the emperor's illness, but Jian Yike was always looking forward to what he said.

He was under a lot of pressure, walked to the side of the bed, and said softly: "Can I make a diagnosis for the Holy One?"

"Please, sir." Jian Yike stepped back a few steps to make room for Yin Ruo.

Yin Ruo held the emperor's wrist and calmed down to feel the pulse and breath.As time passed, a bead of sweat gathered on his forehead and slipped off suddenly, his face became more and more serious.

"Forgive the grassroots for being rude." Yin Ruo said, and got a nod from the crown prince, and then she sat by the bed, ready to make a move.

At the same time, the emperor seemed to be woken up, opened a pair of bloodshot eyes, slammed his mouth weakly, patted the bed weakly, and finally rolled his eyes.

"Unfilial son..." He tried his best to spit out three incomplete words.

Because he was lingering on the sick bed, his appearance was haggard, and he looked like he was exhausted. He suddenly had a seizure, which frightened Yin Ruo in an instant.

Seeing this situation, Yin Ruo hurried forward to lift half of the quilt, unbuttoned the emperor's coat, and saw a small black and red patch on his heart.

"It's the Heart-eating Gu." Yin Ruo tidied up and stepped back.

Jian Yike asked anxiously: "How to treat Heart-biting Gu?"

"Returning to Your Highness, there is only one antidote for the heart-biting Gu, and that is another poison called a little gold." Yin Ruo looked solemn, "As far as I know, a little gold is almost extinct, and there is no market for it. It was auctioned at Luoying Pavilion ten years ago."

"Luoying Pavilion?"

"That's right, the Shi family in Yanzhou." Yin Ruo replied, "Ten years ago, Luoying Pavilion was in charge of Shi Can. I heard that it was because of the auction of 'a little gold', which caused a fight and was injured and died. Now Luoying Pavilion is in charge of it. The female Shi Hongying is in charge, and I heard that Miss Shi is the confidante of Prince Chen's son..."

The words stopped here, and everything was silent.

Shen Feiyun felt a headache from hearing this, and glanced at his friend.

Jian Yishan knew something was wrong when he heard the words "a little gold", and his face became even uglier when he heard "Luoying Pavilion" and "Shi Hongying".

He said bluntly: "Palace Master Yin, there is no need to say too much, a little gold was indeed in my hands."

Jian Yike got up abruptly, and said nervously: "If a little gold is in the hands of the third brother, please hand it over as soon as possible, so as to unravel the poison of the father."

Jian Yishan spread his hands and said helplessly, "It was in my hands, but now it has changed hands."

"Who did you give the little gold to?" Jian Yike's expression was grim.

"General Zhengxi, Jian Yichen."

The emperor has two sons.As soon as the eldest son, Jian Yike, was born, the imperial decree followed him, and he was regarded as the prince.The second son was born by Hu Ji in Hudi. He was nicknamed Hu Nu and was not called into the palace until he was seven or eight years old.

The two sons formed their own cliques, and the people in the court lined up one after another, and the two factions crowded out and attacked each other.

Jian Yike and Jian Yichen are in the same situation.

"It turned out to be him!" Jian Yike's face darkened, and he waved his sleeves angrily, "I knew he was uneasy and kind, and my father fell ill after he left, and he never visited him for half a year. , there is only one possibility—he made the poison!"

This remark is righteous and beyond reproach.

He continued: "No wonder he wants to take away a little gold, because he is afraid that we will find the antidote, undo the poison of the father, and punish him. I used to think that Jian Yichen wanted to fight for power, but he had such a heart Vicious, even his own father would not hesitate to kill him."

"Hu Nu..." Hearing the second son's name, the emperor began to knock on the bed again, shouting incessantly.

Jian Yike quickly knelt at the head of the bed, held the emperor's hand, and said with deep pain: "Father, don't worry, I will definitely arrest Hu Nu and bring him to your bed, and ask him to kowtow to you to apologize."

"Hu Nu... Hu Nu..." The emperor shook his head slightly, wanting to pull his hands away.

Shen Feiyun glanced at Mo Tingfeng, only to see the other party watching with cold eyes, expressionless, like a delicate puppet.

At this point, Shen Feiyun finally regained his composure.

He is not the one who holds the pieces to play the chess, but a chess piece that was placed in the chess game early in the morning, planned for the placement, and used to play games with others.

He walked up to his friend, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "I seem to be able to alleviate the emperor's condition, at least let him speak."

"Shen Er, what can you do?" Jian Yike asked earnestly after hearing the words.

"I have a Yunling Pill." Shen Feiyun took out a small bottle from his wide sleeve, "Even if he is seriously injured, it can be cured within a day. The Yunling Pill can't undo the Heart-eating Gu, but it can also make people feel better."

Jian Yike thought for a moment, then refused: "I dare not risk my father's safety, what should I do if my condition worsens after taking Yunling Pill?"

"Heh." Shen Feiyun chuckled, immediately poured out the pill, turned around and stuffed it into the emperor's mouth.

This series of actions was completed in an instant, and no one else could stop it.

"Shen Feiyun, what are you doing!" Jian Yike drew out his sword and stabbed at Shen Feiyun.

Shen Feiyun smiled slightly, waved his sleeves, and the fan on his waist fell into his hand in an instant, and he opened it.

The Xuanjian and the paper fan collided, sparks flew everywhere, and after the piercing stroke, the crisp landing sound resounded through the Hall of Eternal Life.

Xuanjian broke into two pieces.

Jian Yike held the broken sword, his face livid.He took a deep breath, slammed the broken sword on the ground, and asked: "Shen Feiyun, do you want to murder the emperor and the prince? You are a friend of the third younger brother. It doesn't matter if you are arrogant, so you are not afraid of hurting him?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Shen Feiyun held his fan and pointed at Jian Yike's face, "I hope you understand one thing. If I do this, I naturally have the confidence to do so."

Jian Yike is rarely disobeyed, let alone threatened with a weapon pointed at his nose.He raised his hand and shouted, "Come on—"

"Presumptuous." The emperor coughed twice and reprimanded loudly.

Jian Yike couldn't help shivering when he heard the familiar voice. After a moment of silence, he said softly, "Father..."

"You all stand down." The emperor struggled to sit up, pulled out the pillow and threw it in front of Jian Yike.

"Back off." Jian Yike sighed, and after finishing speaking, she turned around and left lonely.

"Shen Feiyun, you stay." The emperor said.