Zhao Qi put his hands behind his back, and his back looked a little bit weathered.

He has protected the imperial city for his whole life, but now he has to use the sword handed to him by the late emperor himself to change the ownership of the imperial city.

He still felt a little sorry for the late emperor, but he still felt uneasy if he handed over the country of Yan Dynasty to the current prince.

Although Qin Huawu grew up in Jianghu, he also had some understanding of the affairs of Gaotang and temples.

After listening to what Nangong Ling and Zhao Qi said, a bold idea came to his mind.

"you……"

Nangong Ling didn't want to say more, so she just said: "Since you are here, let's stay in Kyoto for the time being."

Then he turned and left.

Qin Huawu has always talked a lot, but she has never been so short of things to say like she is now.

An Yi stepped forward and said, "Young Master Qin will be invited to temporarily stay in Prince Sheng's Mansion during these days."

"oh."

Qin Huawu nodded, and he gradually covered up the strangeness in his heart.

He followed An Yi for two steps and suddenly raised his head, "Does Nangong Ling really care about Feng Jiuqing's life and death?"

An Yi nodded slightly, "This is natural."

Something dropped in Qin Huawu's heart, which at least proved that his trip was not in vain.

After gathering his thoughts, he gradually began to look at the decoration of Prince Sheng's Mansion. In the past, he often came to the palaces of dignitaries and prominent officials like the Imperial Capital, but he always walked past the walls in a hurry. This was the first time he could see the drama carefully.

It wasn't until An Yi called out that he gradually came back to his senses.

"Just leave me alone for a while."

The maid and mother-in-law who rejected An Yi's arrangement, Qin Huawu sat in the room, thinking of Qin Si involuntarily.

He doesn't consider himself a good person, but he is definitely not bad. As a doctor, he has a benevolent heart. He thought his father was the same, until that day.

He stood up irritably and walked around the room, suddenly feeling a little guilty.

After all, Feng Xiye took Feng Jiuqing away from him.

Now that he has come to Kyoto, he must do something.

…

Feng Jiuqing also returned to the Western Regions with Feng Xiye. She was groggy along the way. Every time she woke up, she was in Feng Xiye's arms. The pain in her chest made Feng Jiuqing unable to eat at all, and she lost weight within a few days.

Made a circle.

Feng Xiye held a bowl of lotus seed porridge and touched Feng Jiuqing's face distressedly.

"Why do I always hate eating like I did when I was a kid?"

"Get out." Feng Jiuqing turned her head to avoid his touch. Her acupoints were tapped and she could not move except for her head.

Feng Xiye was so stimulated by her that her expression froze for a moment, "I know you hate me, but I don't care. You can only be mine. We will hold a wedding when we return to the Western Regions."

The high-sounding man in front of her was disgusting. Feng Jiuqing frowned slightly and felt another wave of pain in her chest.

Those lake-blue eyes became misty due to pain. Feng Xiye put down the bowl, hugged her body and reached out to feel her pulse.

"Don't worry too much. I have asked Sherman, the best wizard in the Western Regions, to come. With his help, the pain caused by the love poison will be temporarily suppressed. However, if you want to completely eliminate it, you still have to find a way to kill it."

Nangong Ling."

A hint of murderous intent flashed through his coquettish eyes, "Don't worry, the people I sent have already started to take action. I heard that Nangong Ling was not good to you when you were in the Great Yan Dynasty. I will make him feel the same pain.

Then die."

Feng Jiuqing seemed to have heard some big joke, and a fragile smile appeared on her face that was haggard and tortured by pain.

Her voice was not loud, but it was very clear, and every word seemed to hit Feng Xiye's heart.

"So the person who deserves the most damn is you."

This is what he regrets the most. Everyone can criticize him, but Feng Jiuqing cannot.

When these words came out of Feng Jiuqing's mouth, he clearly knew that he and Feng Jiuqing could never go back to the past.

He stretched out his hand to cover Feng Jiuqing's mouth, his voice trembling slightly, "Jiu'er, don't say it, I know I shouldn't have sent you to the Great Yan Dynasty. I will spend the rest of my life making up for you. Let's just treat these things as nothing.

It never happened, so it’s the same as before, okay?”

His voice was almost pleading, and he looked like a madman.

Feng Jiu couldn't speak, but her eyes still looked at Feng Xiye with ridicule.

The face in the dream gradually changed to that of Feng Xiye, and he clearly understood how that innocent girl was deceived by him and lost her life.

Now the culprit was right in front of her. If he hadn't been unable to move, she would have killed him for Feng Jiuqing.

She calmed down and suppressed the killing intent that was about to burst out.

She suddenly began to wonder what made Feng Xiye suddenly change her mind. Instead of killing her, she wanted to marry her.

Unexpectedly, someone shouted outside, and Feng Xiye tapped her sleeping point again, and her vision went dark and she fell asleep.

When she woke up, another day had passed. The carriage Feng Jiuqing was sitting on finally arrived at the capital of the Western Regions. Everyone here had black hair and blue eyes like her. Feng Jiuqing opened the curtain and was a little surprised.

The people seemed to love and welcome Feng Xiye very much.

She lowered the curtain upset, so what?

After all, this is an extremely ambitious person, and death would not be a pity.

After Feng Xiye came back, she went about her own business. Her ears were finally quiet, and Feng Jiuqing felt at ease.

Relying on the fact that everyone here was her own, Feng Xiye did not give her any more acupuncture points, but she still could not leave the house and could only stand in the house and look out the window.

But a few hours later, Feng Xiye came back again with a smile on her face and seemed very happy.

Before anyone even entered the house, the sound came into the house.

"Jiu'er, look who I brought to see you."

Feng Jiuqing turned around and saw him coming in with an old man in strange clothes.

"I have met the young master."

Sherman originally thought that Feng Xiye was lying to him, but he didn't expect to actually meet Feng Jiuqing.

He looked surprised, put his left hand on his right shoulder and squatted down slightly to salute Feng Jiuqing.

Feng Jiuqing frowned, found some scattered fragments from the vague memory, and after a while he asked tentatively: "Shaman She?"

Looking at Sherman's expression, she knew she had not admitted her mistake.

Sherman had a smile on his face, and when his eyes moved to Feng Xiye's face, he seemed a little uncomfortable.

Before Feng Jiuqing could catch it clearly, Feng Xiye said: "Sherman, show Jiu'er. The love poison in her needs to be suppressed. I'm afraid you are the only one who can do something about it in the entire Western Region."

When Sherman heard this, his expression changed and he asked Feng Xiye loudly, "Love Gu? Why would such a vicious thing appear in the young master? Do you still remember what you promised me back then?"

Feng Jiuqing frowned, it seemed that things were not that simple.

She clearly saw Feng Xiye murdering Sherman just now.

Realizing the gaffe, Sherman immediately stopped talking.

Feng Xiye said softly, "Jiu'er, sit down first and let Sherman take a look."

Unlike the doctors in the Central Plains, the wizards in the Western Regions never checked the doctor's pulse, but put their hands on the head.

After a while, the warmth on his head suddenly went away, and Sherman's face became very solemn.

"Young Master, the love voodoo has been active for a long time. Even if you kill the man with the male voodoo, your health will not recover."

Feng Jiuqing was not surprised when she heard this. Not to mention a bug crawling around in her chest, even ordinary angina pectoris would cause great damage to a person's body over time.

Feng Xiye seemed to dislike hearing such words.
Chapter completed!