Sansheng III Dongfeng continued to write the seventh chapter of this love.

When Donghua returned to the bedroom, Jiu Feng was already sitting on the bed warming himself. After the injury, Jiu Feng's jade cold poison was also pulled out, often shivering with cold. Donghua keeps the stove burning in the bedroom all day, so that Jiu Feng can keep warm. You're right. If you want to cure Jiu Feng's cold virus, you need to bake Cao Jun. It's just that roasted verbena is extremely difficult to get, and it took a thousand years to grow into a plant. Now it's not time to calculate, Jiu Feng can only use Dan medicine refined by folding face first. Fortunately, Jiu Feng is not a weak and delicate woman. Donghua has never heard her cry out pain or complain about her illness since she was injured.

When Jiu Feng saw Donghua coming in, he raised a smiling face and said, "Did you leave with a broken face? Thanks to him this time, my injury can heal so quickly. "

Donghua nodded, sat down beside Jiu Feng and asked, "Does the wound still hurt?"

"I still have some feelings, but it doesn't hurt too much. I estimate that I can go back to Qingqiu in a few days. " Jiu Feng said optimistically.

Donghua didn't know why, but when he heard Jiu Feng say that he was going back to clear autumn, he felt a little uncomfortable. Come to think of it, I have no position to keep her. After all, clear autumn is her home, and she is the king of Dongye. I have nothing to do with her.

Seeing Donghua was silent for a while, Jiu Feng didn't know what offended him, so he gathered around, picked up a sweet potato just taken out of the stove, held it in front of Donghua, and asked him, "Emperor, do you want to eat baked sweet potato? I just baked it and it smells good. "

"Haven't you eaten enough baked sweet potatoes in ten evil lotus fields?" Donghua asked in disgust, but still reached out to pick it up.

"Now think about it, staying in the land of lotus is not so painful. There are baked sweet potatoes to eat, and you taught me a set of fencing, and I didn't suffer. How many people in the world can be personally taught by Donghua Emperor? " Jiu Feng said triumphantly, kissing ass without trace.

Donghua chuckled, "Please don't tell anyone about the fencing I taught you."

"Why?" Phoenix nine asked incredulously.

"It would be a pity if others knew that I taught you fencing myself, but you did this." Donghua broke off the sweet potato and took a bite.

"Am I really that bad?" Jiu Feng's smiling face collapsed and asked in dismay.

"Almost." Donghua nodded while eating sweet potatoes.

"Your Majesty," Jiu Feng seemed to find something and cheered again. "Have you found that you actually like baked sweet potatoes?"

"What do you mean?" Donghua felt that Jiu Feng's smile was hiding something.

"I mean, I baked a lot of sweet potatoes, you eat two more." Jiu Feng said, and took out some baked sweet potatoes from the stove.

"Bai Jiufeng." Donghua seldom calls Jiu Feng by his first name and surname.

"Your Majesty, I want to say, why don't you teach me after my injury has healed?" Jiu Feng looked at Donghua obsequiously.

"I'm finished." Donghua clapped his hands and got up to leave.

"The emperor! I'm not as bad as you say! Think again. " Jiu Feng reluctantly shouted at the back of Donghua's departure.

Donghua had a smile on his face, but his steps didn't stop. When Jiu Feng drinks medicine, he will personally decoct it. After all, his pure gold pedigree will be added to this medicine.

Almost all the medicines that Jiu Feng drank these days were brought to her by Donghua himself. Only one day, the Buddha invited the emperor to attend a Dharma meeting early in the morning, and handed over the matter of taking medicine to an old friend whom Jiu Feng also knew. At that time, Jiu Feng was reclining on the sofa, lazily turning over the word book she had brought from Siming's office, but she heard the door pushed open, followed by footsteps that were not light or heavy. Jiu Feng looked up at the young people in Tsing Yi and said with a smile, "Lin Chong, long time no see."

? "Female gentleman, long time no see. Think about the last time we met, it was 500 years ago. " Lin Zhong bent down to salute, and then put the tray with the medicine bowl on the low bed.

"Yes, I haven't been to the cloud nine once in the past 500 years." Jiu Feng said slightly sadly.

Lin looked at Jiu Feng with a little anxiety and couldn't help thinking of the first time I saw Jiu Feng. That was 500 years ago. One day, the company ordered the emperor to come to the sutra depository to find him, and asked him to temporarily put down his task of sorting out and repairing the sutra and continue to go back to Taichen Palace to take care of all matters. Although Lin Chong received the imperial edict, he was still confused. The emperor was never a fairy who gave up halfway, and there were few chores in Tyson Chak Palace. It is entirely possible to give Siming. I really don't understand why the emperor urgently called him back. Seeing the doubts in Lin Chong's heart, Siming dared to tell him a few words, saying that the emperor was poisoned and his cultivation and mana were greatly damaged. If this happens, he may be feathered or asleep. Lin Chong was frightened and immediately ran back to Taichen Palace to continue to be the housekeeper of Taichen Palace.

At that time, Lin Chong met Jiu Feng for the first time, a legendary woman who was especially respected by Donghua Emperor. Lin Chong thinks that the word regard sb with special respect or new views is simply too polite. The emperor is simply doting on and caring for this little royal highness in clear autumn. When he went back to Taichen Palace to find Donghua, he happened to see two people sitting on the stone bench in the back garden. Jiu Feng is wearing a pink dress, which looks aura and moving. Although her face is pure and delicate, the phoenix flower on her forehead is very bright and enchanting. It is such a beautiful woman who is admired by the four seas and eight wastes. At this time, she was looking at the Buddhist book with a painful face, and Donghua was peeling litchi. The peeled litchi was sent directly to Jiu Feng's mouth, and Jiu Feng stuttered naturally. I don't know if litchi is in a hurry or Buddhist books are too difficult to understand. Jiu Feng choked and kept coughing. Donghua quickly wiped her hands with a handkerchief, then poured a cup of green tea and handed it to her. Then she patted her on the back. Lin Chong has been serving in Donghua since he left for nine days. He has never seen Donghua take care of anyone so carefully. At that time, he was surprised and didn't know which leg to take, so he just stood there. At that time, although Jiu Feng was tortured by Buddhist books, he couldn't hide the shining light and satisfied smile in his eyes every time he looked at Donghua.

Now, 500 years later, Lin Chong was much calmer when he saw Jiu Feng again. Although I greeted him with a smile, there was a faint sadness between my eyebrows and eyes. An idea suddenly appeared in Lin Chong's mind. Qingqiu Nvjun has not had a good life these years.

"Nvjun, this is the medicine that the emperor ordered before he left home." Before serving Jiu Feng the medicine bowl, Lin Zhongxian carefully studied the temperature of the bowl wall to make sure it was not hot.

"Thank you." Jiu Feng thanked him politely, took the medicine bowl and began to drink medicine.

"Female army," Lin frowned and looked at Jiu Feng anxiously. "Does the injury still hurt?"

"Much better, thank you for your thinking." Jiu Feng looked up at Lin. They have only known each other for 500 years, far less than her close relationship with Siming. Lin Zhong can care about her injury, which makes Jiu Feng very moved.

"Have you ever blamed me?" Lin Zhong hesitated for a long time, but finally he couldn't help asking.

"Blame you, why should I blame you?" Phoenix nine asked some doubtfully.

"Xiaoxian always felt that it was because of Xiaoxian's words that his royal highness left Taichen Palace in a daze 500 years ago." In those days, after Lin Zhong said that sentence, he actually had some regrets. It was only later that I saw that the emperor closed his doors and practiced, and his power and achievements were restored. I was relieved. Today, seeing Jiu Feng, who lost her former brilliance and vitality, Lin Zhong felt that the event five hundred years ago was deeply hurt not only by the emperor, but also by Mrs. Qing Qiu, but this kind of injury was heartbreaking.

"Lin Chong, I have never blamed you." Jiu Feng sighed lightly and said sincerely, "I have never blamed you, but I am very grateful to you. At that time, they kept it from me and refused to tell me the real situation of the emperor. Only you are willing to tell me the details. You pulled me out of selfishness and obsession so that I didn't make more mistakes. "

"Female gentleman, in fact, you are not wrong, the emperor is not wrong, just because of destiny. . . . . . "Although few people in the Heavenly Palace know about Sansheng Stone, Siming and Lin Zhong, as cronies of Donghua Emperor, naturally understand.

"Yes, fate." Jiu Feng didn't hear these two words for a long time, and he was unhappy. She sighed with emotion, "after all, fate doesn't allow us to be together, even if we are infatuated again, it's just futile."

"It's a little xian's fault. Xiaoxian shouldn't mention it and make the woman sad. " Lin Chong felt that he was really rude today. He frequently mentioned the past, which caused Jiu Feng's concern. What a waste of the name of Taichen Palace.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me." Jiu Feng smiled tolerantly. "In the long days to come, I will trouble you to take good care of the emperor."

"Don't worry, Xiaoxian will do her duty." Lin Chong held a solemn ceremony before leaving.

A few days later, another uninvited guest came to Taichen Palace, that is, Yan Chiwu, the demon king who once sweated and worked as a coolie in Taichen Palace. On this day, he finally arrived at Shili Taolin and asked Yan for treatment, but he was embarrassed to visit Taichen Palace with Yan. He always felt that it was his own hand that owed the lock soul jade to release ten evil lotus lands, which led to the disaster in Jiu Feng. Jiu Feng was the first person he met when he went to cloud nine. She helped him several times in Taichen Palace, but she was seriously injured. This is really not what a man should do. Yan Chiwu returned to the palace and thought for several days before he got up the courage to meet Jiu Feng at Taichen Palace. If Jiu Feng complains about him, he will wait on her for a few days.

Yanchiwu naturally knows that it is more difficult for children in the morning palace to get in now, so this time he simply climbed over the wall to come in. Fortunately, it's also Yan Chiwu. Before he went from room to room to find Jiu Feng, he saw Jiu Feng sitting in the yard, wrapped in a blanket, smashing walnuts.

Xiao Jiu! Yanchiwu smiled ingratiatingly and walked towards Jiu Feng.

"Xiaoyan strong man, why are you here?" Jiu Feng looked up and saw Yanchiwu, and he was naturally happy.

"I don't trust you, come and have a look." Yan Chiwu said shyly, "Xiao Jiu, although I said I have a problem with the ice, I don't want to involve you. I didn't expect you to be so real that you would follow the ice into the land of ten evil lotus! "

"Xiaoyan, I know, it can't blame you. You didn't mean it. In the past, the emperor was the master of heaven and earth, and he was an ancient god who could deter famine in the four seas. I am also worried that if something happens to the protoss when he enters the lotus land, I will follow him. " Jiu Feng said furtively.

"Anyway, chicken nine you are a rare chivalrous woman, I admire you! I am also responsible for your injury. If you have any orders, just tell me and I will do it! " Yanchiwu patted his chest and said.

"I have raised this injury almost, and I don't need you to do anything." Jiu Feng said sincerely.

"Ice face have a conscience this time. He took you to Taichen Palace for recuperation. After all, he is also responsible for your injury! "YanChiWu said indignantly.

"Xiaoyan strong man, in fact, the emperor is good. You've trapped him for more than ten days this time, or you two should just forget it? " Jiu Feng tried to persuade Yan Chiwu to give up the idea of duel with Donghua.

"A yard to yard, Lao tze to plot against him this time, is Lao tze thoughtless. But he robbed me of my woman, and I must settle this account with him! Xiao Jiu, don't persuade me again! " Yan Chiwu's attitude is very firm.

"You see, although Qi Heng fell in love with the emperor, the emperor did not accept her heart. In this way, you can't say that Donghua Dijun robbed your woman. " Jiu Feng is not reconciled, but he still intercedes with Yan Chiwu.

"I don't care, I know I like JiHeng, JiHeng but wholeheartedly appreciate the ice face. If I can beat the ice, Ji Heng will definitely look at me with new eyes. But don't worry, I haven't had time to fight on the ice recently. Just heard the news that our inferno ancestors are coming back. " Yanchiwu said with a face of expectation.

"Ancestors?" Jiu Feng asked curiously, at that time can't remember who is the ancestor of the inferno.

"Yes, we are the ancestor of the inferno. I heard that she will come back. " Yanchiwu picked a few walnuts smashed by Jiu Feng and said while eating.

"Less?" Feng Jiu read out a cry in disbelief. Naturally, she knew the ancestors of hell. According to Yan Yan, Donghua, Mo Yuan, Yan Yan and Shao Wan, as well as her grandfather, were classmates in Shui Ze. The ancestor of the inferno is bright and moving, likes red clothes, is good at singing and dancing, and is top-notch in magic cultivation. She is the best woman who can fight all over the world. Just190,000 years ago, the gods and demons fought and died in the battlefield, leaving only one body, but their whereabouts were unknown.

"Speaking of our ancestors, we have to mention the ice." Yan Chiwu said discontentedly.

"Why, it has little to do with Donghua Dijun coming back?" Jiu Feng was puzzled.

"You don't know that our ancestors of the inferno had a lot of friendship with the ice. I heard that you protoss have Sansheng Stone? It is engraved with the destiny takes a hand's marriage. Is it true that in those days, the ice worshipped our ancestors, but our ancestors fell in love with their father Son of God Mo Yuan? In a rage, the ice erased its name from the sansheng stone. Do you think this ice is too playboy? Not only entangled the ancestors, but also seduced the kind and pure Ji Heng. If I can really kill him one day, it will also kill the people. . . . . . "Yan Chiwu said more and more vigorously, but he just wouldn't listen. Donghua erased his name from Sansheng Stone because of lack of money? But that's not what Siming gave her in the history books. General manager Yan said that those historical books and classics were just deceiving future generations. The real history can only be said by these old gods themselves. Is that really the case?

When Yanchi realized that Jiu Feng had been silent for a long time, he thought he was fascinated, so he told Jiu Feng everything he knew: "When our ancestors died, it was the ice that rushed to the battlefield and buried her body. Where the ancestors are buried, no one knows except the ice. In fact, we, the younger generation, are not sure whether our ancestors can come back. It's just that the inferno's sky has been abnormal for two hundred years. According to the elders in the clan, this is a sign that our ancestors will come back. But when the ancestors will come back, no one can say for sure. However, a few days ago, Zhang Wei was foggy and all the animals were singing. Zhang Wei is the holy land of the inferno, where the ancestors of the inferno were born. I am afraid that this time, it is really the ancestors who came back. "

"If it's true as you said, then the happiest thing is not Donghua the Great?" Jiu Feng said absently. She remembered a time five hundred years ago, when she was dressed in red, hiding under a pear tree in the backyard and stealing wine from Taichen Palace, and Donghua caught her red-handed. Donghua seemed a little panicked and asked her in a slightly nostalgic tone: "Do you know that you are like a person?" Jiu Feng was curious and asked Shao Wan's name again and again in front of Donghua. It was the first and only time that she heard Shao Wan's name from Donghua. Donghua told her airily that Shao Wan was a dead friend. Now listening to Yan Chiwu's description is not as simple as ordinary old friends.

"I don't care so much. Even if the ice is the best friend of our ancestors, I will beat him! " Able to shrug off the YanChi enlightenment said.

Jiu Feng didn't say anything more, but he saw Siming walk into the yard. When Siming met Yan Chiwu, he was taken aback at first and said to Yan Chiwu in an easy-going way, "The Demon King is so interested that he came to Taichen Palace today."

"Lao tze not to visit, Lao tze to visit patients. Seeing that Jiu Feng is innocent, Lao Tzu is relieved. " Yan Chiwu argued.

"The relationship between the prince and the monarch is really good. Just a demon king. After all, this is the Taichen Palace of Donghua Emperor. I'm afraid it's not good for you to sneak in like this without saying hello. " Goodwill reminder of company life.

"Lao tze don't also afraid of him! What about others? " Yanchiwu mouth shut and said.

"The emperor was invited by the heavenly army to discuss this matter, but he should be back soon now." According to Siming, it's almost time for Jiu Feng to take medicine, and Emperor Donghua should not stay in Tianjun for too long.

"Hum, Lao tze don't want to see him now! I'll leave when he comes back! " Yan Chiwu spoke with great backbone, then softened his tone and said to Jiu Feng, "Don't worry, Xiao Jiu. When you are ready, I will take you to hell for two days and treat you well. "

"Very good." Chicken nine nodded, a promise.

Yanchi went back the same way and climbed over the wall to leave Taichen Palace. Looking at Yan Chiwu who left, Siming was relieved. Although he didn't know why the Emperor and Jiu Feng were trapped in the Ten Evil Lotus, and he didn't know what happened there, he just looked at Donghua's attitude towards Jiu Feng these days, and Siming knew that if the Emperor of Donghua visited Jiu Feng through the wall, Yanchi could not escape. One more thing is better than one less thing. The emperor and the devil had better stop fighting. Siming was glad that he cleverly avoided a fight, but he turned around and saw Jiu Feng sitting on the ground, smashing walnuts with a lost face. The blanket that covered her fell to the ground, and Jiu Feng didn't seem to notice.

"Your highness? Little Your Highness? " Siming tentatively called Jiu Feng twice.

"Siming," Jiu Feng slowly recovered, stopped Siming, and then asked, "Do you know the ancestor of the inferno?"

"The ancestors of the inferno? It was the war between ghosts and gods that died190 thousand years ago, "said Siming with a pinch of fingers."

"I know this. What I want to ask is, do you know what the ancestors of the inferno have to do with Donghua the Great? " Feng Jiu asked unwillingly.

"Little fairy heard that when the emperor was studying in Shui Ze, Shao Wan, the ancestor of the inferno, was the only friend of the emperor, and they were very close. Later, the ancestor of the inferno died in battle, and Donghua Emperor buried her. The whole inferno and protoss don't know where she is buried. " Siming told Jiu Feng everything he knew.

"I know. . . . . . . "Jiu Feng painfully frowned. She remembered the Sansheng Stone, which she had to carve her name on at the expense of cutting off a tail. If, as Yan Chiwu said, Donghua erased her name on the Three Holy Stones because she was short of ten thousand, then it would be a bit ridiculous for her to insist on carving Donghua's name and trying to share her fate with him. Donghua, after all, is a fairy who has lived for more than 300,000 years. People think he is far away from the world of mortals, but it is also possible that he had a fruitless relationship during the flood season.

"Your highness, are you ok? Does the wound hurt again? Do you want me to call the drug king to show you? " Looking at Jiu Feng's pale face, Siming was worried.

"It doesn't matter to me, Siming, you do your thing, I'll hit some walnuts and go back to the bedroom. Donghua likes to eat walnut Melaleuca cake. I have recovered almost recently and want to do it for him. " Jiu Feng pretended to say to SiMing easily.

"Your Highness really misses the emperor the most, so the little fairy left first." Siming saluted Jiu Feng, and then quietly left, leaving Jiu Feng alone, smashing walnuts and remembering what Yan Chiwu and Siming had said.

Donghua got the little fairy moths of Taichen Palace to tell the time, and is playing chess with Song Lian in Yuanji Palace. Jiu Feng's injury has always been his concern, and he will keep it this way these days. Looking at it, it is already good, and Donghua is finally relieved. Song dynasty seldom had leisure, even playing chess. However, when Xiane from Taichen Palace rushed in, Donghua realized whether he had been freed earlier.

Taichen Gong Xiane anxiously reported that Princess Qing Qiu's hair was cold and poisonous, and even the magic medicine was useless. Nowadays, the female gentleman wraps herself in the quilt, shivering, pale and vomiting blood. Donghua threw the chess piece in his hand and said, "How did it suddenly become like this!" He quickly turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared. Even worried about Jiu Feng in Song Dynasty, he couldn't help sighing when he looked up at the vacancy left by Donghua.

When Donghua rushed back to Taichen Palace, Jiu Feng was still vomiting blood, pale and without any blood. Donghua went to Jiu Feng with a frown, perhaps because he was too weak to notice his arrival. It was not until Donghua touched Jiu Feng's forehead with a slightly cool hand that she barely pulled herself together, squeezed out a smile and asked, "Emperor, why are you here?"

Donghua didn't answer Jiu Feng's question, but asked Jiu Feng discontentedly, "Haven't you been recovering well? How did it suddenly become like this? " Isn't it always advertised as a brilliant medical skill, but the refined Dan medicine is so useless! "

"It's not strange to laugh," said Jiu Feng, pulling Donghua's sleeve. "This jade cold poison was originally intended to attack once every ten years, but it also suffered from the pain of ants. If it weren't for that elegant pill, my ordinary life wouldn't be so easy to endure. It is much better to suffer this kind of crime only once every ten years. "

Although the anger in Donghua's heart has not disappeared, watching Jiu Feng endure the pain and say so many words to protect her face, I know that no matter how painful she is, she will protect her face. In fact, just before entering the dormitory hall, Donghua sent his company to Shili Taolin to invite him. After all, Jiu Feng's body has been in care, and he can naturally relieve Jiu Feng's pain better than the medicine king in the heavenly palace.

Smiling face came in a hurry, looking at Donghua's face, which was a little colder than usual, and silently sighed "Oh, no". I have already begun to think about whether to cure Jiu Feng and wash the martial arts palace for a few days. Remember to send a letter to Bai Zhen and ask him to go back to the Great Northern Wilderness to avoid being dragged into the water. Fold face at that time contemplating, haven't had time to speak. Donghua saw him like this and thought he was helpless about Jiu Feng's situation. The fire that had just been pressed came out again and asked sharply, "Tell me, how did Jiu Feng become like this?"

"Jade cold poison was supposed to attack once every ten years, and eating too much Dan medicine could not be avoided. However, I always remember the day when Xiao Jiu was ill, and now is not the time. " While taking Jiu Feng's pulse, she looked at Jiu Feng's pale lips and asked her, "Girl, why did you vomit so much blood this time?"

Jiu Feng was too weak to speak, and only reluctantly said, "I'm fine, old Phoenix. Don't worry, I've been used to it for many years."

"You are eager to attack, but what's wrong with you?" Smile face asked with concern.

Jiu Feng shook his head, then closed his eyes, ready to have a rest. She is very cold and painful, and she just wants to have a good sleep in the warm quilt at the moment. Seeing her like this, she knew she wouldn't say anything more, so she took out a white porcelain bottle from her sleeve, poured out a pill and fed it to Jiu Feng. Then, he handed the white porcelain bottle to Donghua and said to him, "Xu Ning's two swords are too deadly for Jiu Feng. I'm afraid that the sword wound and the poison on the sword will lead to the poison of jade cold in Jiu Feng. Plus, I don't know what happened to this girl, but she was a little anxious and suddenly got poisoned in advance. Jade cold poison is once in ten years. I have no other way to save Jiu Feng, except to fetch roasted Juncus and pull out the poison. The medicine in this bottle is an analgesic, which helps Jiu Feng a little. Just get through these seven days. After these seven days, the Dan medicine I refined can ensure that she will not be tortured by jade cold poison in the next ten years. "

"Your medicine had better work this time." Although Donghua's tone was slightly relaxed, he still recognized the threat. If anything happens to Jiu Feng, I'm afraid their ancestral peak will really become extinct.

"Even with this medicine, her seven days will be very difficult. Di Jun should pay more attention to Jiu Feng. By the way, if you are still worried that my medicine won't work, Di Jun can continue to feed Jiu Feng with pure gold blood. Red gold and blood yang can just reconcile the chicken's extremely cold constitution. " I think it's revenge to let Donghua bleed more. More importantly, he didn't lie, and the blood of red gold really lightened Jiu Feng's poison.

"This emperor can measure freely." Although there are some doubts about the technique of folding faces, Donghua still trusts this old classmate and friend in his heart. He wanted to tell Gong E to add more coal to the brazier, so he covered his face and walked out of the bedroom.

Yan Yan asked Donghua curiously, "Does the emperor know why Jiu Feng is in a hurry?"

I don't know. Donghua said frankly. He is also curious about what happened to Jiu Feng. He was fine at breakfast and how he was poisoned to such a serious extent in the blink of an eye.

He smiled and nodded. He didn't ask any more questions. He just told Donghua like an old lady: "Jiu Feng bothered the emperor to take care of him."

"People are in Taichen Palace, so I will naturally take care of her." Donghua agreed.

When Donghua came back to the bedroom, Jiu Feng had fallen asleep in a daze, but she didn't seem to sleep well. She kept frowning, even though she wrapped herself in a quilt, she was still trembling gently. Donghua see this picture of her, I went to the bed and sat down, hand gently caressed Jiu Feng's head.

Jiu Feng seems to perceive the breath of Donghua. Although he didn't open his eyes, he still stretched out a hand from the quilt and grabbed Donghua's hand at once, making him unable to pull it back. Jiu Feng sniffed hard, as if he was lusting after the faint scent of Dalbergia on Donghua's hands, then smiled with satisfaction and murmured, "Donghua."

Donghua frowned. Few people in this world dare to call themselves by their first names. Mo Yuan, who got up in Lian Xiao, should also call him "the emperor" with a straight face. However, this little girl, who is only tens of thousands of years old, calls him Donghua again and again. Although most of them are in dreams, they are still puzzling. Before Rong Donghua thought it over, Jiu Feng said softly, "Donghua, I'm sorry."

"What are you sorry for me?" Donghua doesn't know what Jiu Feng's apology means.

"I'm sorry, I really can't do it. Don't blame me. " Tears flowed from the corner of my eye and dripped on the pillow wrapped in Jin Yunjin under Jiu Feng's head.

"What the hell did you do?" At first, Donghua only felt that Jiu Feng was a little confused after taking the medicine, but seeing that she was crying sadly, it seemed that something really happened.

"In fact, I am also very painful. These years have been very bad, very bad. " Jiu Feng said in a slightly pleading tone, "Don't be angry with me, I am poisoned by cold jade."

Before Donghua could ask other questions, he heard the company commander whispering outside the door that Tianjun was waiting in the hall and had something important to discuss with the emperor. Donghua looked down at Jiu Feng, who was still in tears, took out a handkerchief to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes for her, and tied the quilt for her. Then she pulled out the hand she was holding and quietly left the bedroom.

The moment Donghua closed the door, Jiu Feng's sentence: "I'm sorry, I fed you the forgotten water 500 years ago" was also locked in the bedroom.

When Jiu Feng opened her eyes again, she felt much more relaxed and the pain just now was less unbearable. Her first reaction was to see Donghua. She really wanted to see him. She felt at ease when she saw him. Jiu Feng sat up in a hurry and looked around but didn't see Donghua. He felt so lost that there was even a mist in his eyes. Just then, a familiar and cold voice sounded from her right rear, "wake up? Do you feel less painful? "

"the emperor?" Jiu Feng looked at the sound source in surprise. Just now, she was too impatient. Curtains hanging from the head of a bed blocked her sight again, so that Jiu Feng didn't notice Donghua sitting on the soft couch on the other side of the bed.

"It seems that the face-folding medicine is still used for management." Donghua went to the bed and looked at Jiu Feng carefully, looking at her still pale face with at least a little blood.

"Old phoenix medicine has been very useful. He also tried his best to help me alleviate this once-in-a-decade toxic hair. Really, I don't feel so painful now. " Jiu Feng was afraid of Donghua's suspicion, but he also raised his smiling face.

"Yan Yan said that you will have a hard time these days." Donghua's eyebrows, which were slightly wrinkled just now, are a little stretched now.

"It doesn't matter, once every ten years, I am used to it." Jiu Feng was able to shrug off.

Donghua poured Jiu Feng a cup of tea to moisten his throat, looked at her quietly for a while, and finally asked, "Jiu Feng, why did you get poisoned by Yu Han?"

Jiu Feng took the teacup and wanted to take a sip to her mouth, but she was stunned by Donghua's words. Memories welled up and she didn't know how to answer Donghua.