Duanmu Yawang walked over with her arms crossed, looked at the emperor condescendingly, and curled her lips: "Is it painful?"

"Well!"

The emperor was about to speak, and a sharp pain swept across his body. He rolled his eyes in pain, grabbed his chest hard, and lay down on the ground softly, unable to speak. He wanted to tear Duanmu Yawang to pieces, but The pain made his muscles twitch into a ball, no matter where he moved, it would tear and pain like cramps and peeling skin!

Nangong Bufan regained consciousness because Duanmuya saw the blood serum poison in the emperor's body. He resolved the curse and woke up. However, he had serious injuries and blood all over his body.

He was so weak that he could hardly stand firmly. The whole person swayed a few times, his legs were soft, and he was about to fall. Duan Muya looked forward and was able to hold him, "How do you feel?"

"Also, it's okay, thanks to your medicine." Nangong Bufan gasped, weakly asking Duanmu Yawang: "What are you going to do with him?"

Just as Duanmu Yawang was about to speak, the emperor stared at Duanmu Yawang gaspingly: "Heh, if you want to kill me, you, you will regret it!"

After that, it was probably too painful. He closed his eyes and closed his eyes: "Kill me, you never want to know the whereabouts of Duanmu Chiling."

"Are you threatening me?"

Duanmu Yawang was angrily smiled.

The emperor raised his eyelids and didn't respond at all. If he hadn't been poisoned now, he would still look like an old god, and he didn't worry about what Duanmu Yawang would do to him.

"You know, I'm a person, the most annoying thing is that others threaten me, especially with my dearest relatives as threats." Duanmu Yawang said, his eyes turned, and asked Nangong Bufan: "Yang Shili should be alive now, right? ?"

"Well, listen to what you mean. I didn't move him. He was looking for death at one time, but he was also rescued. He was not given the possibility of death."

"Very good." Duan Muya's eyes flashed, and she smiled and said without a smile: "At the beginning, they calculated everything to make my parents, and my brothers disappear and disappear. I am kind, and now they The same prisoners, they have been partners for more than ten or twenty years, so let them all be locked in one place, so that even if they die, they have a company, right?"

Xiao Bailu's mouth twitched as he listened.

The emperor and Yang Shili were partners before, and they had discussions between them, and they loved each other well. However, now that they have already torn their faces, they both want to chop each other into meat sauce!

His master knew this, but he wanted to say that he was'kind'!

That's enough!

Huo Fei looked at the appearance of Little White Deer, blinked his bright purple eyes, and stretched out his hand to pull at his tender little face.

"Fei Fei, what are you doing?" Xiao Bailu and Xiao Pang hugged his cheek, pouting and staring at Huo Fei: "You'll hurt me like this!"

Huo Fei's big eyes are pure as snow: "I saw the corner of your mouth twitching, thinking you were uncomfortable."

"The corners of my mouth twitch, why are you pulling my face?"

"The medical system has my sister's medical skills, and the stiffness of the facial muscles can cause convulsions."

In other words, he is helping him relieve his stiffness.

Little Bailu hummed and did not accept Huo Fei's answer: "Fei Fei, you know how to lie, you are about to become a bad kid! Next time I will tell the master!"

"Oh."

Huo Feiyun responded lightly to a single syllable, and then reached out and tugged on the tender cheek of the little white deer, um, goodbye, tender, really comfortable to hold.

Little Bailu was so angry that Xiaoshou patted Huo Fei twice to show revenge.

Huo Fei looked outside and didn't care about him.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Bailu felt boring and stopped after hitting twice.

The two children were fighting in the medical system. The emperor's eyes were dark when he heard Duanmu Yawang's words. On that day, if Yang Shili hadn't forced the palace to give the loyal soldier king a chance, he would be wrong. Nangong Bufan's rebellious son would not end up. It ends like this!

Duanmu Yawang's arrangement is exactly what he wants!

There should be grievances, grievances, revenge!

Duanmu Yawang didn't know what he was thinking, and a touch of coldness flashed across his eyes, causing Nangong Bufan to call someone to take the emperor away.

After the emperor had left, Duan Mu Yawang helped Nangong Bufan to sit down on one side and called someone to call the imperial doctor. She just helped Nangong Bufan treat the wound, and planned to leave the palace.

"What are you going to do?" Nangong Bufan asked him at this time.

Duanmuya didn't want to answer, but just asked: "Are you reluctant to die?"

"Reluctant?" Nangong smiled faintly, and there was no warmth in his warm eyes: "Actually, what I want to say is, if possible, I will give his final life to me."

"Master, don't!"

Xiao Bailu immediately persuaded Duanmu Yawang: "He is a real son, if he wants to act like the yang and the yin, wouldn't it be a waste of your layout?"

Duanmu Yawang ignored Xiao Bailu and asked Nangong Bufan: "Do you want to do it yourself?"

Nangong Bufan looked down and said nothing. After a while, he said, "If you don't believe it, you can watch me do it with your own eyes."

This time, he didn't use me as himself, but me. His attitude was quite sincere, and his tone was full of discussion.

"You will kill him personally, I can't guarantee it." Duanmu Yawang didn't know what he thought of, and a bloodthirsty fire ignited in front of him. "Because, at that time, I don't know if you are willing to do it."

"Of course I do!"

Nangong Bufan was very excited. She was afraid that she couldn't persuade her when she said it. She struggled to stand up in one fell swoop to show her determination.

Duanmu Yawang held him down with a calm expression: "If you really want to, then I will call you."

"thanks."

Duanmu Yawang shrugged, he thought for a while, "By the way, where is Zhu Jinyu Guan?"

"Next to Yang Shili."

"Okay." Duanmuya saw that the imperial doctor came in, so she didn't worry about it anymore. Just about to stand up, Nangong Bufan invited people, brought a box over, and handed it to Duanmu Yawang.

"What is this?"

"Although I have great ambitions for this throne, I have always known that I have limited abilities and limited contacts. It is extremely difficult to get this position, and it can even be said that I may not get it after my entire life."

The imperial doctor was treating the emperor’s wounds. Maybe it hurt him. He cried out and changed his face, calmed down, and then continued: "Now, I can sit in this position so early, thanks to you and the loyal soldiers. King, I will remember your kindness."

"It's not necessary to remember grace." Duan Mu Yawang said lightly: "I just hope that you can have more trust in your loyal ministers, don't be jealous. I also hope that you can be wise and wise, sympathetic to the suffering of the people, and be a good king. "

Nangong Bufan pulled out a **** smile and nodded: "Okay."

Duan Muya glanced at him, reached out to take the box, and left.