Chapter 1499: Another Mental War

Adzuki nodded. "I haven't eaten this kind of steamed bun. I heard Tai Gong's wife said that when the family was poor before, they couldn't even afford this kind of steamed bun. They ate the rice noodles made with corn noodles and wild vegetables. At that time, it was too That's why the wife is bitter. "

Grabbing her hoe, although the baby girl was eating slowly, she didn't show her unwilling expression anymore, her eyes were crooked, and she sometimes smiled at her brother and brother.

Qiqi remained silent for a long time, and finally split the remaining steamed bun in half, and gave half to Croton.

If Croton is not picked up, he will not eat.

"Brother eats, and also eats seven or seven." Red Bean scooped the other half of the bun, which he had not bitten, and divided it into two pieces.

In the end, the three little ones were in one place, and the three of them were scratching their heads.

From time to time, a small laugh rippled from the trio, causing the jailer to come and watch several times.

"Guess when your father and mother will come to fish us out?"

"I don't know, but Dad hurts me, and he will definitely come soon."

"It shouldn't be too fast. This time I broke into the prison by accident. My father's temper must have been angered by me. I must have tasted self-injustice. I guess at least we have to wait until we have learned enough lessons. Only my mother will show up. "

"Daddy doesn't save you, you should save me and Qiqi. It's you who is in trouble, and I and Qiqi are the ones who are involved."

"Hey little girl, at this time you blame your brother. You're irritable to the old man? If Qiqi can talk, he must have him."

"Giggle, seven or seven will not, seven or seven will only act directly."

"So seven or seven is suitable for black face. Seven or seven, in the future we will break through the rivers and lakes, you sing black face, I sing white face, we two swords together!"

Seventy-seven ate the loss that could not speak, was repeatedly stung by the brothers and sisters, and finally silently looked up out of the skylight.

sigh.

The next day, news came from Zhuangzi. After the plague patient had taken the medicine last night, his condition eased. This is great news.

Can alleviate, as long as it takes time, it may not be completely cured.

It's just that the situation on the palace side is not optimistic.

Bei Canghuang was vomiting blood by three little dolls yesterday, coma and woke up in the middle of the night. After taking the medicine, he had no reaction at all. Instead of getting better now, he seemed to be getting worse. He even tried to sit up on his own. No more.

On the other side, Shu Fei was still in a state of insanity. She grabbed and bite when she saw someone, pressed her to drink the medicine, and eventually overturned the medicine, so she couldn't tell whether it was good or bad.

Bei Canghuang listened to a series of reports from the old **** around him, his face was cloudy.

In other words, in addition to Shu Fei, after drinking the medicine prescribed by Princess Nanling, only he showed no improvement, but his condition worsened.

"Emperor, do you say that Princess Nanling would hate the emperor into the prison with the younger son and the small county master, so the medicine given to the emperor is ineffective?" The **** carefully considered the words and carefully tested, "Otherwise, the younger emperor Release it with the small county master? Nothing is more important than the Emperor Dragon's body health ... "

"Shut up! Kekekeke!" Angrily yelled, Bei Canghuang was almost out of breath, his body was weaker than he thought, which made his eyes even colder. "Nan Bei Bei Cang Huang! Even though the king of Nanling is a dragon, he's It ’s time to be on the ground! How can I be restrained by them! Spread the word, the next day will not get better, do n’t think about the three little cubs in the prison! Break into the palace, and speak in front of you. Tianwei, I have n’t chopped their heads immediately, it ’s already very forgiving! Go! Hehe!

The old **** was helpless and had to go down to order.

This order was actually passed on to the King of Nanling and the Princess of Nanling.

The emperor wanted to see if the Nanling Kings really cared about their children's lives. This is to gamble with his own body and the lives of the three children. One side of Nanling Wang will compromise first.

This is another psychological battle.

Hall of Mirage.

The words of Bei Canghuang over there soon spread to Liu Yusheng's follower Qing Bai's ears.

"Can the children really be all right there?" Liu Yusheng frowned.

She wasn't cypress, and she couldn't hold her like he was. She has no shortage of cleverness, she also believes that Feng Qingbai can control the depth of things, but she is a mother.

"Look, you're in a hurry again. I said that letting them learn lessons in jail will not really let them go. I'm also their father, let alone red beans are not inside." This provoked the woman angrily.

"If Red Beans weren't there, would you really let it go?"

"No, when did I make you sad?"

"More to go."

Feng Qingbai closed his mouth in time to prevent the woman from turning over her old account. He might not be able to coax back for a while.

"I assure you that at most tomorrow, Kitakura will deliver Croton and Red Bean and Qiqi in person to you."

"If it can't be done?" Liu Yusheng raised an eyebrow and saw the man's face look full. "If it can't be done, I'll sleep in the study for a month."

"One year."

"..." Then he had to do it.

After the word from the emperor, many people secretly stared at the magical palace hall constantly, wanting to see what the Nanling King would do, but waited and waited, there was no movement at all, as if the couple really Don't worry about the life and death of a pair of children.

Hiddenly, countless people murmured in their hearts, and countless people became more nervous.

What is Nanling Wangfeng's temperament? He must report, and most of them report it on the spot. If he can't report on the spot, he will keep it in his mind for one year, two years, and one day.

What the emperor is doing now is tantamount to riding a honeycomb on top of Feng Qingbai. Can Feng Qingbai stop easily?

But they couldn't guess what the wind-green cypress would do. They could only wait uneasily, waiting for the matter to erupt completely.

The same is true of Bei Canghuang. He can't afford to get sick, and has no strength at all. He can't sleep well.

Feng Qingbai didn't move, what was the idea?

"Send someone, go, stare at Feng Qingbai for his death! Whenever he has a little change, report immediately and immediately!"

Half a day passed, and one night passed, and the people in the hall of magical Chen never moved.

It doesn't matter, it's not anxious, but the people in the secret are anxious.

The next day, in the morning, an urgent report came from outside the palace.

Plague patients were found again in the city and they died.

Bei Canghuang jumped up from the bed in shock and fell, panting, "What are you saying, dead, dead? Dead?"

"Yes, emperor! When it was discovered this morning, the man was dead. Several doctors in the city went to see it and it was diagnosed that the man had a plague."

Emperor Beicang's pale face was instantly as white as a dead man, and his eyes were red with a smirk.

Fears of fear spread in the sharply dilated pupils.

(End of this chapter)