In the study room, it suddenly fell into silence, and only the faint sound of Qingyu's index finger tapping the handle was ringing one after another.

Once and then, the pharmacist felt that his heart was also pounding, and he couldn't help but sweat.

After making a sound, the pharmacist Jue realized that he had made a mistake and regretted it. The silence now undoubtedly proved that the dragon leader was concerned about this mistake.

The pharmacist looked down and did not dare to say more, but he didn't know if he had any illusion. He had never looked up, but the pharmacist felt that the bronze mask representing the supreme authority of the Qinglong Society and the fierce reputation of the dragon head in the world was right in front of him, and the deep eyes exposed on the mask were staring at him indifferently.

His eyes were faint, like an abyss. The medicine master felt that this abyss was gradually filling his vision, and there was only darkness in front of him.

“·······”

The pharmacist gritted his teeth and refused to let his exclamation come out. He knew that this was a punishment for himself.

I have to say that compared to the playboy Zhang Qianding, the current pharmacist is really a complete transformation. Although the feeling of immersed in the darkness and endless fear arises in his heart, the pharmacist still grits his teeth and silently bears punishment.

The feeling in the darkness is like a moment, and it is like a thousand years. Until the pharmacist feels that he can't hold on, the light suddenly shines in front of him, and the world returns to its supposed color again.

"call!"

The pharmacist collapsed on the ground, his eyes full of gratitude, and suddenly he knelt down in a hurry, not daring to say more.

"No more examples." Qingyu said lightly.

"Thank you, Longshou!" The pharmacist was as if he had been amnesty.

Only then did he have the heart to notice the situation on his body. Cold sweat had already wet his whole body, and even flowed down and a small pool of water accumulated on the ground. The pharmacist could see the reflection of his pale face in the cold sweat on the ground.

If the pharmacist had not broken through to the innate realm recently, he would have fallen into the ground due to lack of water.

"Since you know your mistake, then ask me for instructions."

"Yes, the dragon head."

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In the imperial city, the Palace of Harmony.

Since Feng Tianming was seriously injured and unconscious, the Palace of Heart-Healing has become the first forbidden area in the palace. Thousands of imperial guards surrounded the palace and were surrounded by nearly ten masters of the True Dan Realm patrolling in the dark.

In addition to the imperial physician who treated the emperor, there was also the first spiritual gate of the Medicine King's Court in the Dachan Temple, the rest of the people, even the queen, could not easily enter the Hall of Yangxin.

"Ahem......"

The heart-wrenching cough sound came from this well-protected Hall of Heart. The cough sound was so loud that the huge Hall of Heart of Heart could not stop it from spreading outside.

After coughing, there was a sudden breathing sound, inhaling and exhaling rapidly and vigorously, as if he had used all his strength to breathe. The sound was filled with desire and greed for life, for fear that he would not have breathed and die.

The perspective turned from outside the Yangxin Hall into the inside, and on the dragon chaise in the middle of the Yangxin Hall, he leaned on a middle-aged man who was breathing rapidly while pressing his chest.

The middle-aged man was wearing a dragon robe and had a sick look on his face. His identity was very obvious. It was Feng Tianming, the emperor of the Northern Zhou Dynasty who was rumored to be in a coma.

No one from the outside world expected that the Northern Zhou emperor, who had a shallow sense of existence, had woken up at some point. And seeing how he could already sit on the dragon throne, he should have been awake for a while.

"Ahem......" Feng Tianming coughed violently again, "Lao Liu, has he been assassinated?"

"That's right, everyone outside said that the Empress could not help but send someone to take revenge in secret." Beside Feng Tianming, the old eunuch who instantly frozen the East Palace and the Zhouliu Baji Formation that day, he replied.

"The queen is not that shallow," Feng Tianming shook his head slowly, "and I know very well the power that the queen can use. She has not sent anyone to assassinate Lao Liu."

"That's other people who have no intentions. Fortunately, the Sixth Prince's auspicious person has his own heavenly appearance and escaped this disaster." The old eunuch said with a smile.

"Auspicious people have their own heavenly appearance? I hope this rebellious son dies at the hands of the assassin. Cough cough cough... Perhaps it was anger that touched the heart, and Feng Tianming coughed again.

After a while, Feng Tianming gasped and said weakly: "This rebellious son, I was worried that he had a reputation, so I directly took the initiative to eliminate other brothers, so I never gave him the position of prince of the country. Unexpectedly, he was assassinating the boss in an assassination. The rebellious son's mind was almost pierced."

Although the eldest prince has always been unknown due to his mediocre talent, as Feng Tianming's first son, he actually expressed Feng Tianming's greatest expectations at the time.

From the name Guanyu, we can see how much Feng Tianming expected this first son. Unfortunately, the eldest prince did not respond to this great expectation later.

‘Isn’t the rebellious bone behind the mind like you?’ The old eunuch with a very high status rolled his eyes quietly.

The Sixth Prince is the son who is most like Feng Tianming. He not only has his appearance, but also has a personality. He is as ambitious, as cruel and ruthless as he is, and as rebellious as his head.

If Feng Chaonan's reversal bones behind his head were about to poke his scalp, then Feng Tianming's reversal bones would have grown into a slippery ghost form.

Not to mention the various ruthless methods he used to fight for the throne when he was young, from Feng Tianming's series of actions in recent days, it can be seen that he cannot tolerate anyone riding on his head.

If anyone dares to ride on Feng Tianming's head, the backbone behind his head will dare to pierce the man's heart.

"Ahem, is there any new progress in my condition on the Imperial Doctor?"

"It's still the same," the old eunuch shook his head, "Your Majesty's aura and the dragon vein were so close that it was almost impossible to distinguish you and me. The fierce soldiers targeting the dragon vein cut off the dragon vein and also cut off the life of His Majesty. Your Majesty's life can last for at most two years."

"Two years............................................................................................................................................"

Feng Tianming was also aggrieved enough. He was clearly recuperating his wounds, but the disaster came from the sky. The dragon vein energy was seized, which affected the previous injuries, which made the original life span of three or four years shrunk to two years, and was almost half lost at once.

Feng Tianming knew about this after he woke up and almost died on the spot. It was really not easy for him to survive.
Chapter completed!