In the imperial pharmacy of the Imperial Hospital, Liaoci Qingyi Suchai was standing by the wooden table by the window, using a copper pounding pestle to crush pieces of ginseng-like herbs.

There were subtle footsteps behind her, and she knew who the person was without turning her head. She frowned slightly and stopped her movements. Without waiting for the person to salute, she stared out the window and said.

"The killing spirit on your body is getting heavier and heavier."

Yan Wanting stood behind Ci, his eyes flickered, and then he said with a sneer.

"Master Uncle, it's not surprising that I went to Jiang Country this time to attack a few cities with my soldiers from Yan State, and I got some killing spirit."

Liao Ci frowned slightly, and continued to pound the medicine. The sound of the copper pestle hitting the bottom was slightly dull, Liao Ci asked in a calm voice.

"Are you here to ask about Concubine Xian?"

Ever since Yan Wanting sent troops to Jiang, because he was busy appeasing the crown prince and the opposing courtiers, and worried about the war, Yan Wanting had little time to come to find her words, and occasionally came to her in free time, and the people who asked her were Xia Qiu's concerns. Ling thing.

Yan Wanting kept silent, she made the resignation because of Qiu Lian's business, she asked almost the same question over and over again, she took the trouble to ask each time, even though she returned disappointed every time, but the hope in her heart But it seems that it has never changed.

Liaoci sighed softly, let go of the pestle and took two herbs from the bamboo tray on the side and threw them into it.

"It's still the same, but I took her pulse recently and found that the cold poison in her body has mostly healed."

Yan Wanting's eyes brightened, finally showing a smile these days.

"Then this is a good thing, if we drive away the Gu worms in the future, then Lian'er's body will be healthy."

But isn't the most difficult thing to solve is this Gu? It's been more than half a year, and there's no way to resign. Although the situation is not as optimistic as Yan Wanting thought, it's not good to resign now. She just nodded slightly.

Yan Wanting bowed slightly and bowed his head to salute the farewell.

"Uncle, these days I really trouble you to take care of Lian'er."

After saying goodbye, he never looked back, just raised his hand and waved his sleeves and said in a low voice.

"Okay, why are you so polite."

After reconciling and chatting a few more words, Xia Qiulian was still inseparable back and forth. After Yan Wanting was relieved a little, he wanted to leave.

"Uncle, I have to meet my father in a while, so I will retreat first."

"Ah."

Liaoci responded indifferently, and pounded the medicinal materials vigorously with his hands. He didn't stop until he heard the footsteps getting farther and farther away.

Her clear and bright eyes were full of worry, she sighed softly and put down the things she was under, took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands, then walked to the tea table in the room and sat down.

Just after pouring a cup of tea, there was the sound of bouncing footsteps outside the door.

You don't need to look up, you know who is coming after you say your words.

Holding a small wooden box in his arms, Fu An hopped in from the door. Under the big official hat, his baby-fat face had lost a lot of weight. There was still a layer of sweat on his forehead, and his eyes were crooked with a smile on his face.

She jumped into the room and sat down beside Ci, then put the wooden box in her arms on the table, pushed it in front of Ci, squinted her eyes and said excitedly.

"Master, I begged for something from the head of the old courtyard."

Liaoci opened the small wooden box and took a look, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then closed the box.

She didn't drink the cup of tea she poured just now, and handed it to Fu'an, then took out a handkerchief and wiped it gently on her forehead, while doting and helplessly taught a lesson.

"If you ask for it, you will ask for it. For such a big person, he is always jumping and running around, so I don't know how to be more stable."

Fu An Ren resigned and wiped her sweat, drank the tea in the cup in one go, then poured another cup, turned his head and thought of something, and resigned.

"Master, I saw Her Royal Highness the Princess when I came here. She was about to leave the hospital. I called her a few times, but she didn't hear her. She seemed to have something on her mind."

After saying goodbye to her and wiping her sweat, he retracted the handkerchief and lowered his eyes.

"Maybe I didn't hear it."

Fu An scratched his head in confusion.

"I always feel that Your Highness has changed a lot these days compared to before, but I can't tell what has changed."

Hearing what Fu An said, Liao Ci suddenly sighed softly.

"Even you can see it."

Yan Wanting's changes can be seen in her eyes, she can be regarded as watching Yan Wanting grow up, knowing her temperament, Yan Wanting has always respected her and trusted her, although she is her senior uncle, but the senior brother has to go She was the one who taught Yan Wanting all the time.

So in name he is Yan Wanting's uncle, but in reality he is no different from his master.

In the past, Yan Wanting would talk to her when she was worried or confused, but since Yan Wanting got involved in Jiang's civil war, she went to Jiang country twice and personally led the army to capture the city. The change after returning It became more and more obvious.

She doesn't want to express her thoughts to Zi Ci anymore, and sometimes even avoids Ci intentionally or unintentionally. This behavior really makes Ci a little worried and disappointed.

Perhaps because of being on the battlefield, Yan Wanting's murderous aura became stronger and stronger, even the aura emanating from his body changed.

After Yan Wanting came out of the imperial hospital, he went back to his bedroom. Unexpectedly, when he reached the entrance of the hall, he saw Yan Changling, who was wearing a python robe with a golden crown, was standing at the entrance of the hall. He looked anxious and paced back and forth, as if he was wait for her.

Frowning slightly, Yan Wanting turned around and walked away before he saw him.

No need to think about why Yan Changling came to her. Yan Wanting was not in the mood to explain to him or quarrel with him. She was very disturbed, but she didn't know where to go in such a big palace.

Walking around the imperial garden, Yan Wanting fortunately went to Li Fengyou's, Li Fengyou's small house was considered the cleanest place in the palace except the cold palace.

When Yan Wanting arrived, Li Fengyou was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard. She was dressed in black and was agile and agile. She was thin but strong and strong. There was no fancy pattern in every move, and she was not sloppy at all. The death-slaying sword, the sound of the long sword with red tassels piercing the air, and the sharp sword light flashing from time to time are particularly pleasing to the eye.

Li Fengyou had already spotted Yan Wanting standing at the gate of the yard, but she didn't stop, the sharp sword light flashed faster and faster, the black figure seemed to flash a few afterimages in the air, and finally fell across The sword in front of him, with its fierce sword energy, actually cut a finger-deep and half-arm-length scratch on an old tung tree a few meters away.

The tung tree shook violently, shaking off many fallen leaves.

Seeing that she had put away the sword, Yan Wanting walked over slowly with his hands behind his back.

Li Fengyou let out a breath, put the sword into the sheath, walked quickly to Yan Wanting and saluted.

"I have seen His Highness in a humble position."

Yan Wanting nodded, the expression on her fair and delicate face was light and calm, but the worry and resentment in her eyes couldn't be hidden from Li Fengyou's eyes.

Li Fengyou asked softly tentatively.

"Your Highness seems to be depressed recently..."

Yan Wanting took a deep breath and walked slowly to the tung tree, stretched out his hand to caress the newly cut scar on the tree, and said softly.

"Feng You, I want to ask you, what would you think if I were not aiming to get rid of Jiang Xunyan, but to rule the world?"

Li Fengyou was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his eyes and said.

"As long as Your Highness thinks, I will follow you to the death. Whether it's a mountain of swords or a sea of ​​fire, I will walk with Your Highness."

Yan Wanting sighed softly, brushing the rough bark with her white fingertips.

"Nowadays, even if I don't want to, people in this world think that I am a wolf with ambitions and schemes against Jiang. Let alone the crown prince and most of the courtiers, even my father...even my father is suspicious of me. "

"But hasn't Your Majesty always supported His Highness? If he is as suspicious of His Highness as His Highness the Crown Prince, how could he..."

Yan Wanting raised his hand and interrupted Li Fengyou's words.

"Maybe father...he is also what I think."

Li Fengyou looked up at Yan Wanting in astonishment, his heart was shocked.

"This, Your Highness, what you mean is that His Majesty knows His Highness's ambitions, and also intends to let His Highness..."

Yan Wanting nodded.

"If I'm not mistaken, my father has such thoughts in mind. That's why I didn't listen to the minister's request and let me send most of Yan's troops to Jiang."

Li Fengyou knew that Yan Banting was most worried about Xia Qiulian.

Whether the contract with Jiang Muxi is broken or not is not a big problem for Yan Wanting, but she promised Xia Qiulian at the beginning, except that Jiang Xunyan would not plot against Jiang Guo.

"Then what should His Highness do now? If His Highness really breaks the contract with Jiang Muxi and annexes Jiang Guo, after Xianfei Empress wakes up..."

Yan Wanting didn't know if she was using Emperor Yan as an excuse, but what was entangled in her heart was how Xia Qiulian would forgive her in the future if she broke her promise.

"I know that if I really do this, Lian'er must hate me very much when she wakes up, but if she doesn't do this, how can I explain to my father, and how can I be reconciled."

Li Fengyou sighed softly, she can't give Yan Wanting any advice, but no matter what Yan Wanting chooses, she will stand by Yan Wanting's side, but seeing Yan Wanting so confused now, she still can't help it remind her.

"Your Highness, if you don't make a decision as soon as possible, I'm afraid you won't be able to help yourself in the future."

Yan Wanting closed his eyes, with a bitter smile on his face.

"This palace knows."

How she chooses, one is her father's preference for Yan's future, and the other is her promise to Xia Qiulian, Yan Wanting is caught in a dilemma, entangled between choices.

It's just that she didn't expect that Li Fengyou's involuntary situation would come so soon.

After spending two days with Xia Qiulian in Yan Palace, an urgent document from Jiang Guo was delivered to her.

And the content in the document caught Yan Wanting by surprise.

Jiang Muxi turned the other way.

Unwilling to be kidnapped by the people of Yan State, Jiang Muxi, who used his name to invade the city, escaped from the control of the Yan army with the help of his second uncle Jiang Hanwu, seized Liaocheng as a stronghold, and took the lead in destroying the settlement with Yan Wanting. contract.

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