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Late at night, Sixth Prince's Mansion.

boom!

The sixth prince swept all the things on the table down, and said darkly: "Trash!"

The doctor who knelt on the ground in front of him.

The sixth prince: "How can it be impossible to diagnose at all!"

The leading doctor's face turned bitter: "Your Highness... Judging from the pulse condition, you are really in good health and there is no sign of poisoning..."

"Perhaps the toxicity of the poison is too small. Some poisons enter the body invisible. If you know what kind of poison you have, I will be able to prescribe the right medicine!"

The sixth prince's gentle face was uncertain, and he never said what kind of poison he was poisoned.

Wang Jian, his confidant behind him, had a wink, and quickly waved his hand, telling the doctors in the room to back off.

Wang Jian: "Your Highness, don't worry too much. Even if you are really infected with the bone poison, as long as you don't take it for a long time, you should..."

"This prince is not only worried about this."

Of course he knew that bone-winding poison had to be taken for a long time before he would die. What surprised him was why Wu Yunian would suddenly let him drink the tonic he sent.

Although he used to eat at the National Teacher's Mansion, but thinking about it carefully, he had never eaten in front of Wu Yunian.

The sixth prince: "This prince is worried, did the teacher discover something?"

When this idea first came to him, he could hardly control his chills.

The old emperor is fatuous and lustful. He was the first son of a talented person in the harem. Not long after he was born, his mother and concubine were sent to the cold palace for reasons and died soon after.

He was born to read people's faces, and lived until he was eight years old in a humble manner. When he was secretly learning to read, he was discovered and almost beaten to death.Later, he met Wu Yunian.

Even after so many years, the sixth prince still remembered the hands that pulled him out of the ice and snow.

At that time, Wu Yunian had just served as a national teacher for a year. He was 17 years old, and there was still a bit of youthful vigor in his brows and eyes. His body was not yet broken, and his thin and long palms were warm.

He was delirious from the cold, lying in the snow, not knowing where the desire to survive came from, he stretched out his hand full of frostbite, and held it.With this grip, his life has changed since then.

Wu Yunian became his teacher and called him the Emperor's Art.Bit by bit, he cut off all the groveling, cowardice and inferiority that remained in him in the past eight years.He slowly stood on top of the court hall, and reappeared in the eyes of the emperor, but he made a gesture of neither fighting nor grabbing, sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight.

His wings gradually became fuller, and he naturally gradually realized the weight of Wu Yunian's words in Dazhao. If Dazhao wanted to completely stabilize the imperial power, Wu Yunian would definitely not exist.

The original reverence and admiration for Wu Yunian turned into fear and suspicion.

When he was poisoned for the first time, he was scared.

But after seeing Wu Yunian gradually pale and weak, the initial joy in his heart gradually turned into panic and inexplicable fear

until this time.

He couldn't tell what it was he was afraid of losing.

The sixth prince's heartbeat was still flustered, and he roared almost insanely: "I can't diagnose whether my prince has been poisoned through the pulse diagnosis, how does this prince know, is it the teacher's temptation this time, or is it just a bowl of sweet soup?!"

It was like a knife hanging above his head, and he didn't know if it would fall or not.

"If the teacher really found out..." He staggered back a step, "If he really found out, he would definitely not support me anymore..."

Everything he had was given by Wu Yunian.

Wu Yunian said before that he was [-]% sure of success, but he clearly knew that without the three words 'Wu Yunian' in the [-]% chance, he was not even [-]% sure.

Wang Jian said: "Don't worry, Your Highness. According to the temperament of the national teacher, if he really finds out, is there any possibility for you to come back?"

I'm afraid he died in the National Teacher's Mansion at that time.

The sixth prince forced himself to calm down, "You are right, the teacher's temperament will not allow himself to be angry."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered the bite marks on Wu Yunian's finger bones.

That's... left over from the deal with Cheng Su.

Seeing that his face turned pale slightly, Wang Jian asked in confusion, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

The sixth prince forced a smile, his eyes darkened: "It's all right."

People are selfish, not to mention the humiliating self-esteem of women lying under others.

He didn't think that Wu Yunian did all these things for him, besides, he still didn't know what Wu Yunian was going to use for the Lie Yujun's troop talisman.

A calculating person like the teacher will definitely keep himself behind.

Maybe, the teacher really has something to do with that Cheng Su, maybe... it's all voluntary.

The sixth prince let out a deep breath, "Forget it, be more cautious these days, and the eyeliner near the National Teacher's Mansion should also be restrained, so don't stare at it recently."

Wang Jian nodded: "Yes, Your Highness."

A few days later, it was the day of the palace massacre.

It's just that after this great extermination, the national teacher asked himself to retreat and refine the elixir for the emperor for 49 days, and the day when the elixir was completed will come out.

The old emperor naturally readily agreed, and also ordered everyone not to approach the National Teacher's Mansion, and must leave a quiet alchemy environment for the National Teacher.

This time, as a distinguished guest, Prince Yuezheng watched from a distance. After the end, he waited early beside Wu Yunian's carriage and stopped him.

"The national teacher is retreating, I don't know if there is still a chance to meet the national teacher in this hall."

Wu Yunian was dressed in cumbersome black clothes. Hearing this, he smiled and glanced at him, "Your Highness Yuezheng loves you. I am refining alchemy in the mansion, so naturally I can't get out. If your Highness wants to say anything to me, you can write to me."

Ji Fan stood behind him, looking at Yue Zheng coldly.

"That's such a pity..." A dark look flashed in Yue Zheng's eyes, and then he said softly, "I will, I just hope to receive a reply from Master Guoshi."

The negotiation between Yuan Guo and Dazhao is still going on, and the detailed matters have not been finalized yet. Although he can stay here for a while, it won't be long.

Wu Yunian nodded, turned around and got into the carriage with Ji Fan.

After he had walked for a long time, Yuezheng still stood there. After a long while, he let out a breath and said softly to the people around him: "... Among the regulations for talking with Dazhao, add another one. My hall will go to talk with Emperor Dazhao in person."

The envoy doubted: "The rules and regulations have been roughly set, if you add more... I'm afraid Dazhao will disagree."

Yuezheng squinted at the gradually disappearing carriage of the National Teacher's Mansion, and suddenly smiled: "They will agree."

Wu Yunian used alchemy as an excuse to disappear for 49 days, not really for the old emperor, but to prepare for the agreement with Cheng Su.

According to the agreement, he should go to the general's mansion the day after tomorrow.

Cheng Su...

The warm sunlight outside the window fell on the small case, and the book in Wu Yunian's hand hadn't been turned for a long time. He didn't regain his senses until he felt a warm touch behind him.

Ji Chen hugged him from behind, sucked the tips of his ears, and said in a low voice, "Master."

The tailbone slowly climbed up with an itch, Wu Yunian paused, "What's wrong?"

Ji Die: "You called Cheng Su's name again just now."

Wu Yunian was slightly startled: "Really."

Ji Chen didn't speak for a long time, his violet-like pupils were rarely violent. It should be said that he has been peaceful and abnormal for the past few days.

He quietly rubbed Wu Yunian's neck: "Master... Cheng Su," Ji Fan lowered his voice, "You have been thinking about him these days."

"Is this love?"

How can I be sure that I love someone.

Dazedness flashed across his eyes, his figure disappeared in a trance for a moment, and then gradually solidified again.

Wu Yunian also let him hold her, and sighed: "I have never loved anyone else, and I don't know what it feels like, but..."

"Probably, it will hurt to see him get close to others, but he will bear with it and hope that everything is fine for him."

He lowered his eyes, looked at Jixian's arm, and said softly: "Your strength is almost exhausted."

Although there was a crack in the neck lock, it only allowed Ji Chen to return to his adult body, and his strength was still decreasing day by day.

Death will disappear soon, but not really.It will only condense again after collecting enough filth.

But as long as the neck lock remains, even if he condenses again, he will continue to be consumed.

Ji Die: "Well, I know."

Wu Yunian turned sideways, rolled up the book, and lifted Jifen's chin, "You have asked this question many times, do you have to know one answer?"

Ji Chen's pupils are beautiful, crystal clear when he is not angry, pure like a gem, and when he looks at you seriously, he looks like an innocent child.

"Can master teach me?"

He didn't understand it himself, but the wild tenderness hidden in the cold animal pupils was so obvious that people could see through it at a glance.

Cold and gentle, hot people hurt.

Wu Yunian's fingertips trembled, and after a while, he turned his eyes away: "I don't understand either."

His voice was inexplicably astringent, and he clenched his palms tightly: "But I know that if the person I love dies one day, I will also leave with him."

Jade: "Then I disappear this time, will the master accompany me?"

Wu Yunian withdrew all the expressions from his eyes, and said for a long time, "You will come back."

In the end, his blood is still cold, he is used to calculating, he uses the least effort to achieve his goal, and he will not shake his plan because of anyone.

You will come back, so I will not go.

Ji Yan silently completed this sentence in her heart, but felt that she was not too happy.

"Well," Ji Chen slowly responded, and said, "I will be back, the dog with the collar recognizes my home, and won't go too far."

Wisps of black air slowly seeped out of his body, gradually congealed into vines, and silently locked the windows and the bedroom door.

This is the power he has accumulated, it is almost gone, and it is better to use it on the master.

Wu Yunian finally noticed something was wrong, and when he saw the black mist rising around him, he was startled, "You?"

A black vine blocked his mouth.

Ji Yu: "The master's witchcraft is very powerful, and when you still have strength, don't talk for a while."

Four long black vines tied Wu Yunian up, hanging in the air, his slender waist bent into a flexible arc.Countless tiny black air penetrated into his clothes, Wu Yunian's eyes were wet and gradually turned red, his throat kept rolling, and the sound of sobbing overflowed.

This is completely different from the last time he volunteered.

Anger gradually appeared in Wu Yunian's eyes.

He rarely has such vivid emotions, and his eyes stained with anger are surprisingly beautiful.

Ji Chen watched for a long time, as if he wanted to remember his appearance in his heart.

He controlled the vines to take off Wu Yunian's clothes.

Snake-like vines wrapped around the pale body of the national teacher, very much like the gods in the ancient sacrificial totem, and the vines moved the gods to the bed.

"Don't be angry, master."

Ji Fen smiled very much like Wu Yunian, with crooked eyes. He took the initiative to take the whip, put it in Wu Yunian's hand, and asked him to hold it tightly. approaching.

The vines gently teased the gold chain on the side of Wu Yunian's face, flirting for no reason.

"Give the whip to the master, and the master whips it as he pleases."

Ji Chen unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the unhealed welts on his body, with a low voice, "I'm about to disappear, so..."

"Master, can I break it again?"