Quick Transmigration: Conquering the Sick Daughters in the Shura Field

Shi Qi noticed that although Feng Cong had a smile on his face, there was no emotion in his eyes.

It perfectly interprets the phrase "smile on the skin but not on the flesh".

"Is the health of the younger brothers and sisters better now? The treasury has recently donated a lot of precious medicinal materials. If you need them, you can directly ask me for them."

Shi Qi acted pleasantly, "Thank you, Your Majesty Long En."

"By the way, since I have entered the royal family, I will give my younger siblings another gift. Most of the gifts on the wedding day are ordinary things. Today, I will pick a special thing for my younger siblings."

"It should also be Aiwujiwu, who has a lot of closeness to the benefactor's family."

When Feng Cong spoke, he looked up at Feng Jue, and could clearly see the coldness and purpose in it.

Shiqi: "..."

Thank you, you don't have to...

Of course this cannot be said.

Feng Jue has an indifferent and disdainful attitude towards Feng Cong, and her arrogance and disdain are vividly expressed with a flirtatious glance.

There are many excellent products stored in the treasury.

What has been accumulated for more than 500 years is naturally not just talk.

I don't know if he noticed the momentary stiffness of Shi Qi's expression just now.

On the way to the treasury, Feng Jue quietly made a mouth-shape to Shi Xi: pick the rarest and most precious;

Shi Qi actually understood.

For a while, I didn't know whether to say he was childish or big-hearted.

Let him use precious things to scare the emperor, as if the relationship between the two is extremely close, but Feng Jue was still extremely suspicious of him yesterday.

But... Feng Jue, who looks dignified and cold, quietly lowered her eyes to lip-synch with him, and there was a kind of cuteness in contrast.

I really want to take off his mask and pinch his face.

Shi Qi pretended to cough, then nodded.

In the treasury, a secret room and treasure pavilion with rare treasures was built.

The treasury is an important place, no one else is allowed to enter.

Only Feng Cong brought Shi Qi in.

There is a small path to enter the Secret Pavilion, but when you don't need it, you pass through the treasury blindfolded.

However, this secret path made Shi Xizuo's eyelids twitch.

Why did the emperor let him know about this secret path?

Trust too much.

Besides, Su Shiqi had never had any dealings with the emperor.

Shi Qi followed behind Feng Cong calmly.

In his mind, he carefully analyzed the world line and the memory of the original body.

Su Shiqi has been ill all year round, and his memory is few and vague.

While he was still figuring out his thoughts, the two had already arrived at the place.

The secret cabinet has a huge space, with shelves for placing items on both sides, some of which are packed in wooden boxes, and some are placed directly on the shelves.

At a glance, it is beautiful and dazzling.

However, compared with the foundation of more than 500 years, it seems not quite equal.

There are not many things here.

"Su Shixi, this medicine is entrusted to you, and Feng Jue must drink it within a month."

Feng Cong suddenly made a sound.

He was also one of the people who knew that Su Shixi married his sister.

Shi Qi took the bottle of medicine, it was a light blue emerald bottle, small and delicate.

"Yes, Your Majesty, it's just that..."

Feng Cong glanced at it, his expression was ruthless and gloomy, which was completely different from the elegance before he came in.

"This is Rotten Bone Powder. People who eat it are addictive, and it is difficult to quit. If people take it for less than half a year, their bones and flesh will rot and rot."

Shi Qi tightened his hands on the vial in his hand.

Damn, this man actually wanted to poison his paper man!

The eyeballs rolled around twice.

I don't know what bad idea I'm playing.

Feng Cong was still talking to himself over there, "Although he has been poisoned to the marrow now...but the medicine will only make him suffer for one or two days a month at most, what I want is..." He died.

The voice paused for a moment and did not continue.

"Ha, I've talked too much today, young master should know what to say and what not to say?"

Feng Cong's eyes are squinted, and the gaze revealed from the gap is like a cold and sticky snake, entwining around a person's body bit by bit.

cold and cold...

Did he want to pull him into this boat completely?

Shi Qi acted frightened, even his lips turned pale, "I know..."

"Okay, go pick something you like."

Feng Cong waved his hand.

Shi Qi seemed to be completely grasped, he let out a sigh of relief, and even coughed tightly in his throat, not daring to make a sound.

The 2464 in his mind sees this guess, maybe this is the reason why the game system does not add various additional abilities such as acting skills and appearance to Shiqi.

People themselves are the pinnacle!

No systemic icing on the cake is required.

Seeing Shi Qi's frightened state, Feng Cong's smile expanded naturally.

From the corner of his eyes, he saw Feng Cong with a sneering smile——

vomit! !How could his paper man look so good with the same appearance?

Shi Qi was still thinking about it in his mind.

In the next second, his eyes froze.

On the wall above the left side of the secret pavilion, there is a red unopened umbrella placed obliquely.

There is no visible raw material, the handle of the umbrella is brown-black, with peculiar patterns and dark gold on it, giving it a restrained and high-end feel.

The surface of the umbrella is red, a majestic but decent red, with strands of gold lingering on it.

It's just that there is no aura at this moment, and the umbrella is in a gloomy and sluggish state.

Shi Qi took a second look, and a strong sense of familiarity told him that the umbrella was the weapon he had lost in the sea of ​​emptiness.

But... why did it appear in the game world?

"Your Majesty, can I take that umbrella away?"

Feng Cong glanced at the place Shi Qi pointed at, with a casual attitude.

"nature……"

The umbrella was exquisitely crafted when it arrived. It looked gorgeous, but it was not practical at all.

It's not even as good as a vase, which can also hold flowers, and the umbrella is too heavy to hold up.

The two returned the same way, Feng Jue was waiting for Shi Xi at the gate of the palace.

I don't know what happened, but the originally clear sky suddenly began to rain.

Large swaths of dark clouds shrouded the capital.

Bean-sized raindrops crackled and splashed white water bubbles.

Feng Jue was about to pick up Shi Xi with an umbrella, when she saw a man in red clothes and a red umbrella walking towards him.

It seemed that the rain couldn't bear to touch him, and it fell on the umbrella surface, bouncing curved arcs one after another.

The arm that was slightly raised due to holding the umbrella, the cuffs on it slipped off, and the white forearm was dazzling white under the dark umbrella handle.

The person in front of him came walking by stepping on the water, Feng Jue was in a daze for a moment.

Suddenly I don't know what night it is.

It wasn't until Shi Xi opened his mouth that he felt the solidity of his feet on the ground.

"Why doesn't your lord hold an umbrella?"

Saying that, Shi Qi raised the umbrella to block the rain for Feng Jue.

Feng Jue slightly lowered her eyelashes and looked at Shi Xi.

The light-colored pupils are like the breeze and the bright moon, but the contours are sharp and cold, which is contrary to harmony.

He calmly looked away, "Hold up the umbrella..."

In the next second, Shi Xi understood what the other party meant.

Feng Jue picked up Shi Qi again in the posture of a princess, and put him into the carriage.

When they came, although the carriage was exquisite in every way, it was a man riding in it, and there was nothing inside.

When Shi Qi came up, there was already a layer of blankets inside, and a small heater was placed between the two rows of seats.

It is prepared for the perch.

"Thank you, my lord."

Wiping away the raindrops from her hair, Feng Jue's ears turned red again, "You and I have been married before, so you're welcome."

Shi Qi leaned against the window of the carriage, propped his head with his hands, his lazily, malicious gaze was cast on the tips of Feng Jue's pink ears.

Feng Jue met Shi Xi's gaze, "What are you looking at?"

The other party rubbed his temples twice with the bent knuckles of his index finger in a slightly distressed manner, and opened his pink lips, "But...we haven't consummated the house yet."