The Fallen God Concubine who became a doomed king

The image of yesterday's dream flashed through his mind, a hot feeling gathered below him, Gu Yu's eyes turned red, and the ends of his eyes were stained with a tinge of red.

"Your Majesty?" Wen Nu looked confused, watching Gu Yu's neck slowly turning red from ear to ear in doubt, and worried about his body. In his mind, human beings are very fragile, and a small illness can hurt the body and kill him.

"Your Majesty has a cold? Why is your face so red?"

He had never practiced medicine for typhoid fever, for the sake of Yu Yu's health, it was safer to ask Wu Naike to call the imperial physician.

He took off his gauze coat and put it on Gu Yu's body, bypassing him to find someone outside the courtyard.

The coat carried the temperature of the Fallen Angel's body, Gu Yu subconsciously grabbed his arm, clenched with great strength.

"Immortal! I'm alone."

Wen Nu stopped hesitantly, turned back to him, and hid his wrists in his sleeves. Seeing his affirmative expression, he didn't continue to look for the imperial physician.

The tyrant breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to gather his coat, felt a different touch, and realized that he was wearing the clothes of a Fallen Angel.

Frowning slightly, seeing that the Fallen Angel had gone to pick up the long piano under the tree, he took off his coat and hung it in the crook of his arm, and walked straight over to return the coat to him.

"Your Majesty 1

Zhang Quan'an rushed over nervously, interrupting Gu Yu's good time to return the clothes.

Gu Yu looked at the Fallen Angel apologetically, and Wen Nu smiled to let him leave in peace.

Coming out of the North Palace, Gu Yu walked in front, Zhang Quanan followed behind with a flustered face.

When he came to a corner where no one was around, Gu Yu's face darkened instantly, he squinted his eyes and said impatiently, "Say, if it wasn't for something important, Gu Yu would definitely chop off your head."

A nameless fire surged from the bottom of his heart. Just as he was about to deepen the Fallen Angel's trust, he was interrupted by a nonchalant servant. It seemed that he hadn't killed many people recently, and even the eunuchs around him were dishonest.

Zhang Quan'an knelt on the ground with a thud, and said in panic: "Your Majesty, forgive me, it is the Master of the State Teacher who was seriously injured, and the servant had to come to Beigong to look for you."

Hearing that the eunuch said that the national teacher was seriously injured, and all the fallen angels and charms were left out of his mind, Gu Yu shrank his pupils and kicked the eunuch who was blocking the way, and hurriedly ran to the national teacher's mansion, not even paying attention to the emperor's appearance.

"Go to the doctor 1

"No." Zhang Quan'an hurriedly got up from the ground, did not have time to tidy up the debris and dust on his body, hurriedly went to the imperial hospital to summon him, and missed the state teacher's condition, even if he had ten heads, it would not be enough to chop off!

In the morning light, the distance between the gate of the North Palace and Gu Yu became farther and farther until they did not see each other.

Wen Nu hugged the piano and rubbed his wrists. The cyan handprints were particularly obvious on his fair skin. Unexpectedly, His Majesty was so strong that even he could be hurt.

Shaking his head and putting away the long piano, he went back to the dormitory to meditate and practice. This practice was at night, Wu Naike stood outside the door and knocked on the door carefully, for fear of disturbing the immortal's practice.

Hearing the sound, Wen Nu's slender and thick black eyelashes trembled slightly, he opened his eyes and got up to open the door.

The fairy under the night seemed to be flying away, Wu Naike became more respectful, cupped his food and said, "Master Immortal, do you want some dinner?"

Wen Nuwen took it with a smile, remembering how loud the noise outside the door was when he was meditating today, so he asked casually, "What happened outside today?"

Wu Naike lowered his head and replied: "It is the Master of the National Teacher who is seriously injured. His Majesty summoned everyone in the Imperial Hospital..."

He didn't say anything later, the imperial hospital failed to heal the master of the country, all his hands and feet were cut off by his majesty as a warning to others, the ground was full of the blood of the imperial physician, and it took a whole day to clean it up, I don't know how much he fainted from fright Palace eunuch.

Wen Nu lowered his eyes and thought deeply. It turned out that His Majesty left today because of the national teacher. I don't know what disease the national teacher is suffering from. If you see your majesty tomorrow, you can ask him. Maybe he can cure it.

Suddenly, not far away, the trees swayed without wind, and there was the sound of feet stepping on tiles on the roof. A group of men in black descended from the sky, with long swords shining in their hands, murderous, and surrounded them all around!

Wen Nu reacted quickly, pushed away Wu Naike and drew out his long sword to resist the attack of the man in black. The Guanyin sword was an ancient sword. The man in black's weapon shattered to the ground in response to the sound, and his whole body was blown away by the sword energy.

Wu Naike's pupils dilated, barely dodged the sword of the man in black, a strand of hair was cut off, and he hid behind the immortal master with a pale face in fright: "Immortal, immortal master..."

Wen Nu frowned slightly, quickly made a tactic with both hands, and the Guanyin sword flew to the sky to repel the surrounding men in black.

While they were being held back, a cloud of blue light condensed in the palm of his hand, swung towards the man in black to envelop them, and within a moment the blue light dissipated and the man in black disappeared.

Wu Naike's eyes widened in shock, and he walked up to the immortal master with shaking legs, pointing at the void with a trembling voice: "Immortal, immortal master, they, them?"

Wen Nuwen took back the Guanyin sword with a smile: "It's just exiled thousands of miles away."

Seeing the smile on the fairy master's face, Wu Naike shuddered under the moonlight, the door was suddenly pushed open, he subconsciously turned his head to look over, and saw the person's legs soften and kneel on the ground.

"Majesty Wanan 1

Gu Yu looked flustered with blood on his face, he was relieved to see that the fairy chief was safe and sound, and he lowered his head guiltily, not daring to look at him: "It's good that the fairy chief is fine, it's the lonely chief who has troubled the fairy chief."

Afraid that the elder would see his sadness, he reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips, raised his head and smiled bitterly: "The group of people should not give up tonight, the elder should pay attention to safety, Gu, Gu will go back first..."

Wen Nu's eyes were dull, staring at Gu Yu's bleeding hand.

There was no response from the Fallen Angel, the tyrant's eyes flashed darkly, what's going on, couldn't he fool the Fallen Angel?

Suddenly there was a touch of warmth on the hand, and the wrist was held and gently lifted. Wen Nu sighed helplessly, stretched out his hand to brush the wound, white light flashed, and the wound gradually disappeared as if it had never appeared.

"Your Majesty, remember not to get hurt next time. Stay here tonight. There will be no danger with me."

The warm spiritual power spread along the wound to the bottom of my heart, and Gu Yu was in a trance for a moment due to the numbness.

Hearing the fallen angel's words, his eyelids drooped slightly, thinking of A Yuan's body, a joyful and tangled smile appeared on his face.

"Then the orphan will bother the elder."

At night, Gu Yu and the fallen angel were lying on the same bed, smelling the elegant breath of the fallen angel, his eyes were deep.

Since he had already taken the antidote of the God Killing Incense when he came, the censer had no effect on him. He stretched out his hand to test the Fallen Angel next to him, and saw that he sat up expressionlessly from his sleep, staring down at that defenseless face.

Sleepy, Wen Nu's red lips parted slightly, and he hugged the thing beside him sideways, sandwiching it between his legs, tilting his head and unconsciously rubbing against it.

Gu Yu frowned, and firmly grasped the fallen angel's neck. As long as he exerted a little force, the fallen angel would disappear.

His gaze inadvertently caught sight of the exposed slender waist, he loosened the fallen angel's neck suddenly, glared at him sullenly, pushed the man away in disgust, pulled the hands on the waist and pulled out the legs, lifted the quilt and covered the fallen angel wish

Forget it, Ah Yuan's illness is getting worse and worse, and the Fallen Angel is still useful, so let him spare his life this time.

Lying back on the bed, before closing his eyes for a moment, his body suddenly sank, and two hands appeared on his waist.

Fallen Angel!

Gu Yu gritted his teeth, his eyes were dark and violent, and he broke away from his hands fiercely, leaning against the wall and keeping away.

If the Fallen Angel tries again, don't blame him for being rude, although he can't kill him, he can still teach him a lesson.

Leaning against the cold wall, the tyrant thought silently in his heart.

However, Wen Nu, who was in deep sleep, was not at all restrained and elegant during the day. He turned over to face the tyrant, clinging to the heat source, and stretched out his hands to hold him in his arms.

Gu Yu's face was ugly, and he grabbed the Fallen Angel's wrist with all his strength. The shark yarn pajamas were smooth, exposing his wrists and arms. Seeing the bruise marks on it, he frowned.

This is what he left this morning?

Thinking of the Fallen Angel healing him, he snorted coldly and shook off his wrist, facing the wall and closing his eyes to force himself to fall asleep.

It's the seven quarters of the hour.

The tyrant was full of depression, got up from the bed with dark circles under his eyes, gave the fallen angel a hard look, took a deep breath and raised the corners of his lips with a smile to wake him up.

"Wake up, Immortal Elder."

Winnu's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and under the sunlight, they cast a shadow on the eyelids.

Opening his eyes in a daze, seeing the face a few feet away, he quickly regained his clarity, and said with a gentle smile, "How is your Majesty sleeping?"

Gu Yu laughed back angrily, and said eccentrically, "Very good, the lonely sleep is very good, thanks to the fairy head."

Just as Wen Nu woke up, his brain reacted slowly, and he couldn't hear the meaning of Gu Yu's words. Hearing this, the corners of his lips rose and he was very pleased and happy: "Your Majesty can sleep well."

Thinking of the group of men in black last night, he took off the jade around his waist and handed it to him: "This jade can protect His Majesty's safety, and I hope His Majesty will wear it every day."

Gu Yupi smiled, took a deep breath, pretended to be happy, took it carefully, and tied it around his waist in front of the Fallen Angel.

There was no morning court today, so I stayed in the North Palace and had breakfast with the Fallen Angel.

After last night, having gained more trust from the Fallen Angel, Gu Yu endured the tyranny in his heart, and finally left the North Palace Gate behind him.

No need to wear a mask anymore, the smile on his face froze and slowly cooled down, and he walked towards Tai Chi Palace expressionlessly.

The concubine who was hiding in the dark almost gritted her teeth when she watched His Majesty come out of the Fallen God Palace.

Hu Meizi, unexpectedly hooked His Majesty not to go to the morning court!Hmph, she wants to see if His Majesty will come to the Fallen Angel after the national teacher finds out!

He stomped his feet angrily, turned around and summoned the maids, and reported to the National Teacher's Mansion that His Majesty stayed overnight in the Fallen God's Bedchamber and would not go to court in the morning.

Tai Chi Palace.

It was dark inside the palace, not a single candle was lit, and the air pressure around the tyrant was extremely low.

Zhang Quan'an knelt on the ground and waited for His Majesty to speak. Suddenly, a piece of jade pendant flew across the air and fell into his arms, followed by a deep male voice from the dragon chair.

"Take it and wash it."

"promise."

Zhang Quan'an retreated holding the jade pendant, leaving only the tyrant in the Taiji Palace.

Gu Yu wiped his hands with downcast eyes, threw away the brocade handkerchief, and knocked on the table expressionlessly. A man in black suddenly appeared in the darkness, bowing his head respectfully and cupping his hands: "Master."

"Is it cleaned up?"

The tyrant stroked the dragon pattern with his fingers, and looked at the man in black meaningfully from the corners of his lips.

The man in black nodded vigorously, and a cold light flashed at the end of his eyes: "Yes, everything has been cleaned up."

Gu Yu smiled lightly, his eyes were cold: "Very good."

With a light tap of his fingertips, a red mist quickly hit the man in black and got into those eyes.

The man in black grabbed his neck tightly, his eyes widened in disbelief, his eyeballs were protruding and bloodshot, he opened his mouth and howled in pain, his body gradually turned into fragments and disappeared into the Tai Chi Palace.

"Sure enough, this way of dying is the one that makes me so lonely." Gu Yu tilted his head and played with the hair on his chest, snapped his fingers towards the void, and the candles in the hall lit up one by one.