Fengtian Palace. Fengyang Palace.

"King." The maid guard guards who were stationed outside the gate were frightened by Su Gurong who fell from the sky and knelt all over the ground.

"Transfer to the Imperial Doctor." Su Gurong roared in a low voice and kicked open the door of the hall. He walked in with Su Zhi in his arms. The light-colored curtain on the bed was pulled open, and Su Gurong placed Su Zhi carefully on the bed.

"Azhi." Su Gurong called out softly.

There was still no sign of pain on her delicate face, but her eyes were stubbornly unwilling to open, and isolated his call.

"What the hell is going on?" Su Gurong looked at Su Zhi's scars, and the idiot believed that she was struck by lightning. The reason why he didn't ask or pursued her was because he wanted to believe her, at least because he was obedient to her, everything she did, all the expressions and conversations could be so real.

"King." The imperial physician hurriedly came in from outside the door.

Su Gurong withdrew his finger, stood up, "Look."

The imperial physician might have run away anxiously, and was still gasping for breath. He walked to Su Zhi and put down the traditional Chinese medicine box with his fingers. He gently poked his fingers to Su Zhi's meridian and frowned slightly.

After a while, the imperial physician stood up and bowed to Su Gurong, "King, I am incompetent. Miss Su's pulse is strange and I have never seen it before. But I can guarantee that this has no connection with the external injuries on Miss Su. It seems like it is a kind of witchcraft caused by Western Gu."

Su Gurong's heart was thrilled. He knew that Su Zhi had been infected with the witchcraft, but the witchcraft had been removed. Why did it happen again now? "Who knows?"

The imperial physician sighed softly, "If you say that people who can understand, besides the Western Gu sacrifice, there is only one place in the world to solve."

Su Gurong pulled the corner of his mouth, "Is it Tianji Pavilion?"

The imperial physician paused and nodded. "The talented people emerged in the Tianji Pavilion, and everything in the world knows. The witchcraft that Miss Su, according to what I saw, did not seem to be caused by a stubborn disease, but seemed to be just a talent."

Su Gurong frowned, and he came to his senses and said coldly to No. 7 who had arrived outside the door, "Call Mo Liang to me."

As soon as No. 7 stopped, her back foot disappeared. However, everyone was just waiting for her to come back and had already left Mo Liang in the back mountain. If Su Gurong knew about this negligence, she would definitely die. She summoned everyone to return to find Mo Liang's traces.

At the same time, just as Su Gurong and the Imperial Doctor were waiting for the help of Su Zhi and Su Zhi to stay with Mo Liang just now, Su Zhi suddenly moved his fingers and opened his eyes the next second.

This move scared the two people who were discussing and analyzing countermeasures. Su Zhi blinked his eyes and looked at Su Gurong with a confused look on his face and said, "What's wrong?"

Su Gurong waved his sleeves and hurriedly walked to Su Zhi's bed, as if he was doting or blaming, "How do you feel?"

Su Zhi bent his eyes with a smile, "I just suddenly felt sleepy just now, but now I'm much better. Where is Mo Liang?"

Su Gurong was also thinking about this question. From asking No. 7 to find Mo Liang just now, there must be something strange about it.

Seeing that Su Gurong didn't speak for a long time, Su Zhi turned cold, "How did you do to her? Don't you say it or not to punish her?"

Su Gurong was amused and crying. He neither said he would punish him nor did he do anything to Mo Liang. "I didn't punish him, so I asked No. 7 to go and find him. Don't be impatient."

Su Zhi kept his attitude and glanced at him, but suddenly felt that his heart was suddenly depressed. She reached out to hold the edge of the bed and thought of getting up. Su Gurong hurriedly helped her, "What's wrong? I feel uncomfortable?"

"I." Su Zhi originally wanted to say that his chest was stuffy, and he opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood for no reason. The blood stain was a little red and transparent, which made her stunned. Could it be that it was just because she was blown up just now? It shouldn't be that although the explosives were strong, she still avoided it. Apart from the trauma in her legs, her body should not be so damaged.

Su Gurong was even more shocked and felt ache and shouted, "Why are you standing there? Take your pulse?"

The imperial physician rushed forward to take Su Zhi's pulse, but he almost cried. He could not touch Su Zhi's pulse at all, and he appeared and hid, as if he had played house with him.

The imperial doctor was sweating all over, and Su Zhi saw it. She gently withdrew her hand, "Since you don't understand, don't make things difficult."

She had already guessed the difference. Only she knew her body best. The breath that suddenly surged up just now was clearly the breath of the blood-drinking meridian when she was bound by the glitter. If it was discovered, her life experience would inevitably be unsafe. But what she couldn't understand was that the blood-drinking meridian had always been quiet in her body and had never floated. Why did she start to mess up her true energy without any reason? It didn't bother to disrupt her true energy and seemed to appear.

"Damn it." The imperial doctor knelt in front of Su Gurong and said.

"It's not a problem, it's my own problem." Su Zhi's words were replying to the imperial physician, but they were saying to Su Gurong.

Although Su Gurong was so angry, he resisted the wave of his hand to the imperial physician without getting bored and said, "Get out."

"I'll get out now. I'll get out now."

The imperial physician rolled out, and Su Zhi looked funny and couldn't help laughing. She said to Su Gurong, "I know what you want to ask me, can I say, don't ask."

Su Gurong had no expression on his handsome and delicate face, but he just took two steps forward and reached out to hold Su Zhi's hand, "I won't ask. I won't ask anything. But you will never allow you to have something to do."

I don't know if the wind was exposed in the corner of the window, and the candlelight blew into Su Zhi's eyes. A tiny halo in Su Zhi's pupils flashed, a little tingling. She suddenly began to hope that Su Gurong could treat her like before. Such Su Gurong really made Su Zhi feel extremely guilty about him. She couldn't even tell who she and Su Gurong owe whom.

"Why haven't Mo Liang come back for so long?" changed the subject and asked Su Zhi.

Su Gurong didn't argue with her. Just as she was about to answer, No. 7's voice rang out of the door. "See the King."

Just this sentence alone was enough to make Su Gurong understand the causes and consequences. He stood up gently and comforted Su Zhi, "You rest, I'll go and see what's going on. Don't run around."

Su Zhi also had many questions, but it seemed that she and Su Gurong had reached a tacit understanding. Don’t ask me, I don’t care about yours. Nodded, and then returned to the quilt like a child, leaving only a pair of big eyes to watch Su Gurong leave. But staying quietly so quietly made people anxious. Could it be Mo Liang’s business? He secretly came out of the quilt. Although the legs with medicine still hurt, he could barely walk.

No.7 stood outside Fengyang Palace, and the black clothes melted into the night. He knelt on one knee, "Please punish the king, Mo Liang is gone. The subordinates and the secret scholar were only concerned about protecting the king and leaving her in the mountains. They just went to find her wherever she was found."

"It's gone? Is she having a problem?" Su Gurong's eyes tightened.

"It's not her that she has a problem, it's that you have a problem." This magnetic and arrogant voice drifted down from the roof of Fengyang Palace.

Not only Su Gurong, but even No. 7 was so scared that she was sweating. Isn’t this sound just?

It was him. Lian Chiyuan was still holding the little Mo Liang in his hand. The next second, Lian Chiyuan's body rose and fell on the city wall opposite Su Gurong. Mo Liang was lifted by his slender and powerful fingers like a pet.

"Lian Chi Yuan, you are so brave." Su Gurong just wanted to laugh at this moment. He stared at Lian Chi Yuan and said word by word, "What? After secretly planning for so long, even Fan Jin's princess can't help it?"

Lian Chiyuan also laughed, "This is not like you, Su Gurong. Are you feeling more and more happy? Why are you so doting Su Zhi so much now? What do you want to get? Don't say that you don't hate her, I don't believe it."

"I don't hate her." Su Gurong said.

Lian Chiyuan's eyes were fierce and violent, "Whether you hate it or not, I won't allow her to act in this scene. Don't have fun all the fun one by one."

After Lian Chiyuan said that, he threw Mo Liang in his hand mercilessly from the wall. Su Gurong stared at him expressionlessly. No. 7 did not dare to act rashly without Su Gurong's order.

Mo Liang's small body fell rapidly with an arc. But he did not hear the unexpected sound of landing. In the courtyard of Fengyang Palace, Su Zhi was covered in broken clothes. She half-kneeled on the ground and hugged Mo Liang, who was trembling in her hand. "Sister, I'm so scared."

Su Zhi's heart was harshly pulled. She wanted to carefully eavesdrop on the conversation between Su Gurong and No. 7, but she didn't expect to see Mo Liang who was coming from the sky as soon as she came out. She reached out to touch Mo Liang's head, "Don't be afraid. It's okay. It's okay."

And this voice made him stunned while standing on the roof. Su Gurong whispered to No. 7, "Don't let anyone get close, I will see a good show."

Su Zhi raised his eyes and he was still as beautiful as a god, and was as elegant as a dream that suddenly broke into his mind. Su Zhi held Mo Liang's hand tightly, but how could he throw a delicate woman like Mo Liang like this? Even though Mo Liang was a man of Fengtian, even if he hated Fengtian, how could he bear it?

"Sister, I'm so scared. He wants to kill me." Mo Liang choked and big tears dripped down his cheeks onto Su Zhi's hands.

Lian Chiyuan's figure flashed and fell in front of Su Zhi the next second. The silver sword in his hand hit Mo Liang's chest and said coldly, "I didn't expect you to be so ignorant. Could it be that what you said to me just now is false?"

Su Zhi stretched out his hand, pushed away Lian Chi Yuan's sword with his fingertips, and looked at him and shouted, "Chi Yuan."

Lian Chiyuan leaned over and threw Mo Liang in Su Zhi's arms aside, pulling Su Zhi up. Mo Liang fell to the ground and cried in pain. Su Zhi was also pulled by his rude movements, causing pain in his wounds, "Are you crazy? She is still a child. What are you doing? Do you know what you are doing?"

Lian Chiyuan smiled coldly, "What am I doing? Tell me what you are doing? Don't tell me you're doing it for me, I don't need it."

Su Zhi was stunned by his question. He didn't know how to answer for a moment. It seemed that the person standing in front of him was no longer the warm senior brother, no longer the Lian Chiyuan whom she was thinking about and longed to meet. Did he really not know that he appeared alone in Fengtian Palace like this, even if he had the ability to do it, he would not be able to go out safely? Didn't he know that what he did was all for him? Was he crazy?
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