Feng Lian Yue Hua Leng

Not long after Su Mo left, Huang Yiqi appeared in Yuechen Palace.

Looking at the worried-looking man in black beside the bed, his eyes twinkled slightly and his fingers curled.

"Father, my son has come to see my seventh brother."

"Qi'er, father didn't care much about you since he was a child. He is really a dereliction of duty father."

The words uttered seemed to be pulled away from the dust, revealing infinite sentimentality, and vicissitudes of life.

"Father, my subjects have never thought so. Father is the pride of Beihuang. Father has always worked hard for Beihuang. The people of Beihuang will be grateful to father."

"Hehe...cough cough"

"Father, if it's cold today, Father should go back and rest earlier. My son is here to accompany the seventh brother."

Huang Beiqian didn't make a sound, stood up, straightened his robe, waited for Eunuch Wei to come in, put the carved leather jacket on his body, and walked out.

"Qi'er, your seventh brother is fine now, you should go back quickly, don't disturb his peace here."

There was a gloomy glint in the purple-robed man's eyes, which disappeared in an instant.

"Yes, my son will go back now."

Seeing the back of the man in Xuanyi leaving, he turned his head to look at the young man on the bed, and followed Huang Beiqian out.

In the middle of the night, patches of snowflakes suddenly floated in the sky, and at this time a black shadow stood beside Huang Qingyue's bed.

He didn't care about the snowflakes on his shoulders, but just lowered his head and quietly stared at the person on the bed.

Quiet night, quiet people, quiet thoughts.

After a while, the black shadow stretched out his hand, and slowly stroked the pale, almost transparent lips with his thumb.

"Huang Qingyue, listen to me, you haven't paid off the debt you owe me, I will never allow you to leave, otherwise you will feel better, don't forget, everything about you belongs to me, including your life."

As he spoke, he added some strength to his hands, and the ravaged lips turned a little bloody, but the person still closed his eyes heavily.

Because of the force just now, Xu Shi touched the unhealed wound, Chu Fengyu spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", and shook as if he was a little unsteady.

"master!"

A man in black quickly caught the boy in red, and quickly tied a red cloak on him.

"This seat is fine, how long has he been in a coma like this."

"Reporting to Master, it's like this after I came back. The imperial doctor has come to see it, and I haven't figured out why. Master, your health is not good, and the weather is cold now, so you should take a good rest. I will take care of you carefully. on."

Yuehun said worriedly, originally Chu Fengyu was also seriously injured, but because of his body protection skills and good physique, he woke up first.

Hearing this, Chu Fengyu didn't make a sound, he didn't know why the boy with closed eyes on the bed felt a pain in his heart like a needle.

"There is no peace in this palace now, His Highness the Crown Prince must pay close attention to it, and don't make any mistakes."

"Subordinates obey."

"Go and guard the door."

Chu Fengyu slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to grab Huang Qingyue's hand exposed outside the brocade quilt, but felt as cold as the white snow, frowned slightly, and checked his pulse.

Everything is normal, but there is something different, there seems to be a trace of strange breath running around in the body.

With the cold palm facing his own, Chu Fengyu moved the silk in his body, and slowly penetrated into the opponent's body, suppressing the strangeness, presumably because he used the Xuanyin flute, and he also had this kind of breath before .

The old injury has not healed, and now it is exhausted, no matter how strong the body is, it can't hold it.

Blood gurgled from the corner of Chu Fengyu's mouth, so he stopped the qi in his hands, slowly adjusted his breath, and reached out to touch the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He stretched out his hand to check the pulse of the person on the bed. He is much better now, and he should wake up in a few days.

Staring at the pale man, Chu Fengyu was secretly annoyed, why did he so desperately hope that he would wake up, if he just died, wouldn't it be better, Huang Beiqian would definitely be extremely distressed.

Huang Qingyue, do you think this seat will let you succeed?Rest, until this seat is not bored, you have to listen to this seat.

After a while, he got up and walked towards the door.

"Take good care of him, and report anything."

"Yes, Pavilion Master."

Taking another look at the young man whose eyes were closed but still full of light, Chu Fengyu turned his head and disappeared outside the door.

"The master still cares about the young master, but why do you humiliate him again and again?"

Moon Soul stared at the place where the figure disappeared for some inexplicable reason.