382 Poisoning

Jiuyin fell in front of him and wanted to push the person away. After feeling the familiarity he gave, he took his neck and let him vent his vent all over himself like crazy.

She could actually feel the crazy, so excited, and so indescribable pain.

This man was familiar to her, and what he thought and what he thought in his heart could not escape her mind.

She closed her eyes, and even though her body was so painful that it was hard for him, she still bit her lower lip hard and endured it.

I don’t know how long it took for this tossing to happen, but it was only after Feng Mujin was exhausted that he fell softly on her. This was the first time she saw Mujin like this crazy.

He reached out to hold his strong waist, his voice was already hoarse because of the screams, and she said hoarsely: "Have your spy brought the news back?"

Feng Mujin didn't say anything, but after hearing her words, he suddenly hugged her head, picked up her face and kissed her hard.

"Mu Jin..." She turned her face and avoided his kiss. After the kiss fell into vain, he bit her neck hard again.

Jiuyin closed her eyes and tried her best to endure the pain of being bitten by him. She gasped and said hoarsely: "Mu Jin, can we accept reality? Mu Jin...ah..."

Suddenly, a powerful force broke through layers of obstacles and entered her body directly.

She took a deep breath, stopped talking, and was still silently enduring his almost ravaged treatment.

It took more than an hour for the torture to finally end. Feng Mujin hugged her, buried her head between her neck, and kept holding her tightly, not talking or letting go.

Her hand fell on top of his head, gently brushing through the soft black hair, and the coldness of her neck was his longing for Emperor Dongchu. Even though he never said it, Mu Jin loved him, his father. Although she could not empathize with her, she could feel his pain.

Feng Mujin lay on her and lay for a long time. It was so long that Jiuyin almost fell asleep that he suddenly stood up and slowly let go of her, flipped down from the soft couch, tidied himself up quickly, and used a soft towel to clean up Ling's messy body for her.

Jiuyin still didn't say anything, silently accepting his service. When the two of them cleaned up, they could still see Canghai standing in the backyard, waiting when they stepped out of the room.

Seeing them come out, he took away the complicated feelings in his eyes and walked towards them.

Before he spoke, Feng Mujin said calmly: "Let my wife eat her fill first, and we will return to the imperial city later."

He said wait a minute, not tomorrow!

Jiuyin looked up at the sky and saw that it was late at night and he was going back now. He was not unhappy, but he knew that this matter should not be in a hurry. But as long as it was Mu Jin's decision, she would support it no matter what it was, not to mention that she was worried about the two men.

Feng Chenye was unable to fight with the people of their royal family because he knew very well that once this battle started, the group of blood slaves who had been guarding outside the imperial city would take the opportunity to attack the city. In this way, the entire imperial city would definitely collapse and their Dongchu would also face a split situation.

Zhan Qingcheng could not officially start a war with them. If he led his army to attack Dongchu, the country that his father had worked hard to defend would be destroyed.

Even though he hated the King of Dongchu, he had a Confucian love for him in his heart. He was his biological father no matter how he said that.

She just didn't expect Concubine Ning and Prince Qing would do so ruthlessly this time.

During the meal, the three of them remained silent. After a hurry to eat dinner, Feng Mujin immediately ordered people to pack up their things and set off for the imperial city immediately.

As for Ling Dai, everything was left to Wuyou. Wuyou had been with him for so many years, and it would never be difficult to get her if she had to deal with this small matter. But when they saw them leaving so anxiously, they felt a little uneasy.

"Princess, you have to take good care of the prince." Before leaving, she looked at Jiuyin and said softly.

Jiuyin nodded and comforted: "It's okay, things will pass soon, just a little thing."

The news of the emperor's death had not spread yet. Canghai had been delayed in the imperial city for several days before he arrived until now. Ling Dai notified them, but he did not expect to arrive at the same time as Feng Mujin's spy.

Wuji also explained a few words to Wuyou, asking her to look at Ling Dai's people well, then turned over and hurried back to the imperial city with her masters.

This time, Feng Mujin returned to Beijing and did not bring many people. His troops were still outside the imperial city. This time, he only brought more than 2,000 people to Ling Dai. Ling Dai's disaster has not been controlled yet, so he still needs to work harder in the later stage.

Keeping people is a good thing for Wuyou to the people of the whole city.

In this way, a small passage of people rushed back to the imperial city in rushing and it took less than five days to arrive.

The imperial city now gives people an inexplicably gloomy feeling, and you can feel the depressed aura as soon as you enter the city.

Feng Mujin did not return to Prince Jin's Mansion, but went directly to Prince Yi's Mansion.

Feng Chenye was about to leave the study and go back to the bedroom, but when he saw them entering the door, his eyebrows were sunken, and he went back to the study with them without a humming voice.

"Where is Concubine Rong?" He was slightly surprised when he didn't see Mu Qingrong coming with him for such a big thing.

Feng Mujin said calmly: "My mother went to Lingyin Temple to practice. She has been there for more than a month. I don't plan to alarm her."

Before leaving, he had already told him not to let the news be sent to Lingyin Temple. It was rare that his mother was willing to let go of her past grudges and practice quietly. He could not bear to disturb her peace.

What's more, he knew very well that to his mother, the father was just a nominal husband. How long has the father not been with his mother? She had already given up on this husband.

Feng Chenye nodded: "It's good not to let her know."

"Fourth Emperor Brother, what's going on? Father cannot...he cannot be so easy..."

"The Father is still alive."

As soon as Feng Chenye said this, everyone opened their eyes wide and stared at his face. Feng Mujin said anxiously: "What's going on? Brother Fourth, tell me quickly."

Feng Chenye shook his head. His arrogance of many years had never dissipated from his eyes, but at this moment he felt a little more depression and fatigue.

In fact, this matter cannot be blamed on others. It’s just that he himself is unwilling to participate in these struggles, thinking that he can live his free and easy life by staying out of the matter, but he ignores that he is also a member of the royal family. As long as something happens to the royal family, he will not be able to leave the matter.

"I have never seen my father's holy body yet. Concubine Ning ordered people to guard the entire palace and guard it so closely that no one from other royal families would let in the sight of his father's holy body. It was not until the day the father was buried, and everyone saw his remains."

"Do you suspect that the dead one is not the father? Have you ever seen it in?" With his powerful martial arts skills, it is impossible not to go to the palace privately to find out the truth.

Feng Chenye sat down beside the shorter table, signaling everyone to sit down, and then said in a low voice: "I went to see it, but I didn't have time to get closer and snoop, so I found it."

"How is that possible!"

Feng Mujin stared at his Junyan hard and wanted to say something, but Canghai suddenly said, "He is injured."

Jiuyin and Feng Mujin's hearts tightened at the same time. Jiuyin almost couldn't help but stand up and check his injuries. Canghai didn't say that she hadn't noticed it yet. Feng Chenye's eyebrows seemed to have a faint black look.

"It's the Demon Cult." She finally couldn't help but walk up to him, feeling his slight resistance to her, and she said in a deep voice: "It's the people of the Demon Cultivation Clan who do it. You don't understand these things. Ye, I don't have time to explain so much to you, please let me see."

Feng Chenye's eyes fell on her little face, and she wanted to say something while her thin lips moved slightly, but Jiuyin had already bent down and held his face with both hands.

Such an intimate action was definitely not something he and she should have. Her husband and his royal brother were still watching here.

But Jiuyin still ignored it, and her long fingers fell between his eyebrows and gently stroked it. After a while, she suddenly looked back at Canghai and said anxiously: "How can I save him? Think of a solution for me."

"I can't do it with my current ability."

Jiuyin understood what he was saying. He had been out for so long, even though he had defended his supernatural powers because of the Destiny Gu, the supernatural powers were still disappearing bit by bit. If he couldn't do it...

She bit her lip, perhaps she knew in her heart that there was a way to do this, but she didn't know if she really wanted to do this.

Looking back at Feng Chenye, her fingertips were still passing by his eyebrows. She said hoarsely: "What's going on? When did you meet someone from the Demon Sect? Is it Liuyun?"

"How can a mere cloud hurt me?" Ascending her gaze, Feng Chenye raised his thin lips lightly, smiled slightly, reached out to pull her little hand down, and said lightly: "It's okay, it won't be possible to kill my life."

"But the poisonous gas can keep blocking your internal energy. If you don't force the poison out, you will soon die because of the exhaustion of true energy!" She didn't know why she understood this, but when she saw the aura of the Demon Sect on his body, many things were clear without even thinking about.

"No, I must find a way to save you, and I can't continue like this."

"What can you do?" Feng Chenye ignored her at all, poured himself a cup of tea and tasted it lightly, and said disapprovingly: "Be your Princess Jin well, don't care about anything. You should not care about the affairs in the imperial city. Women should go home and have children. Don't bother me."

After saying that, your Excellency stood up, looked at Feng Mujin sitting opposite him, and said seriously: "In the past few days, you should join forces with the Eighth Emperor Brother to unite our strength, but don't act rashly. The royal people cannot fight in their internal strife. Wait for me... Give me a few days, and I can force out the poison on my body."

He dropped these words, turned around and walked out the door.

"How do you detoxify yourself?" Behind him, Jiuyin stepped up to catch up.
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