The mania in her heart calmed down because of Chishui's injury. She couldn't watch her important partner get into trouble because of her. She pulled Chishui to a place where people were. Chishui pursed her lips and her eyes were covered with blood.

He put his hands on Yan Qingyu's shoulders with both hands. He was very excited and said, "He can't be alive. I killed him with my own hands. He shouldn't have appeared..."

"Who is he?" Yan Qingyu let the other party pinch his shoulder.

"He..." Chishui seemed to have thought of something hated by him. After a long time, he hated his hand: "The former master of the Killer Xuan Pavilion, my father!"

"That monster cannot be alive... Why... Why didn't he die? I obviously killed him... It's been seven years... Why did he appear now..."

Achira was in a very frenzy at this time, holding his head in both hands and squatting on the ground, his eyes full of fear and hatred.

Yan Qingyu had never seen Chi Shu before, and showed a fearful expression.

But now, he is really afraid of something, a kind of fear arises from his heart.

"No, I want to kill him... I definitely want to kill him... I can't let this monster live, I can't let him live..." Chishui's blood-covered eyes were full of twists and madness. He couldn't even listen to anything Yan Qingyu said, and flashed lightly and left directly.

Yan Qingyu doesn’t know what to do if she wants to chase her?

I can only let the people around Si Yucheng follow Chi Shu and report it at any time.

Yan Qingyu's mood calmed down a lot when she returned to the banquet, and what she was worried about now was Chi Shu.

Si Yucheng couldn't help but hold her hand when he looked frowning, and wanted to ask, but he didn't want her to have greater emotions because of others.

Mo Yan looked at Yan Qingyu and Si Yucheng leaning against each other very intimately. A hint of anger flashed through his eyes. When he was about to say something, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out. The sudden change scared everyone.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what's wrong with you..."

Mo Yan opened his eyes weakly and looked at everything in front of him. He had no idea what was wrong with him. He only knew that when a mouthful of blood was spewing out, his eyes began to turn black, and all the scenery became blurred. The blood in his mouth made him clearly know that he was vomiting blood.

But why?

Is it poisonous in the wine?

It should not be possible.

What's going on?

"Call the imperial doctor quickly, hurry!"

"Your Majesty, don't close your eyes, Your Majesty..."

“…”

The scene suddenly became a mess. Yan Qingyu looked at Mo Yan who fell off the dragon chaise in surprise. What's wrong with him?

Poisoned?

But who can poison him?

Yan Qingyu looked at Mo Yan with unknown meaning. She originally planned to make the last step, but in this way, it seemed that she didn't need to take action, and someone did something secretly.

The imperial guards surrounded the entire hall and no one was allowed to leave. Mo Yan was carried to the side hall on the side. The imperial doctor took his pulse carefully, and finally knelt on the ground with a pale face.

The people in the side hall include the Queen, King Hao, King Xuan, King Zhan, Mo Li and others.

They looked at him with an extremely pale face. When they knelt on the ground, they all had an expression of surprise in their eyes, but Mo Li smiled violently.

Mo Yan died.

He is the last prince.

The throne is his, let alone worry about being sent to the remote areas.

Not long after, Prince Hao came out of the side hall and said directly to everyone outside: "Your Majesty was poisoned and unconscious. Please do not leave for the time being, otherwise you will be punished for all crimes of murdering Your Majesty!"

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and their eyes were filled with horror.

Poisoned?

Poisoned at the throne ceremony?

What's going on?

Concubine De, Concubine Shu and the Queen were both guarding Mo Yan's bedside and didn't know what to do. King Hao and King Xuan were responsible for investigating the murderer, but found that there was no poison in the wine.

What's going on?

People could not believe that after searching all the things Mo Yan passed through, they could not find any poison.

But he was indeed poisoned and unconscious, and he could die at any time. So where did the poison come from?

Because the poison was not found, the banquet could only be left alone.

When Yan Qingyu and Si Yucheng left the banquet, they were particularly curious. What was going on with Mo Yan? Since he was not poisoned at the banquet, then he was poisoned at a place outside the banquet?

Or, is that chronic toxicity?

The imperial physician couldn't find out whether it was highly toxic or chronic poison? So the result of the matter is unknown for the time being.

However, Mo Yan was unconscious, and Yun Huaxue's marriage was delayed. Then, because of his unconsciousness, some people began to get ready, such as Mo Li, who had been eyeing him.

If Mo Yan dies.

Then Mo Li will be the last heir, so many rumors began to appear, saying that he had poisoned His Majesty.

As for the truth of the matter, no one knows it.

After Yan Qingyu and Si Yucheng were taken out of the palace, they returned to the courtyard where they had lived before. After it was burned, a new courtyard was built. Unfortunately, the Three Lives Stone in the back mountain had been destroyed.

The Three Lives Stone turned into small shattered stones, split into pieces. A discerning person could tell at a glance that it was deliberately destroyed by someone.

Although it was a pity, Yan Qingyu still came to this sea of ​​flowers.

The sea of ​​flowers has faded, not as beautiful as before, but Yan Qingyu feels particularly nostalgic when she thinks of the name she once carved here.

Mo Yan was poisoned and fell into a coma and was still awake. The capital city was in chaos again, and Yan Qingyu and the others were completely outsiders and had nothing to do with them.

Mo Li, King Hao, King Xuan, and they all began to get ready to move. The only legitimate heir at present is Mo Li.

If Mo Li dies, King Hao and King Xuan, who are Uncle Wang, will have the right to inherit.

So Mo Li was not particularly comfortable when he was in a happy spring breeze. The successive assassination made him a little annoyed. The problem was that Yan Ke didn't plan to help him or something, but he stopped appearing next to him, which made Mo Li's heart a little heavy.

The capital city was in chaos again, but it was particularly comfortable for some people.

Yan Qingyu received a letter from Nangong Linye on the second day when Mo Yan was in a coma. The content of the letter made her feel a little interested, so she made an appointment to meet in Tianxiang Restaurant.

She didn't tell Si Yucheng about this.

The next morning, Yan Qingyu looked at Si Yucheng weakly, who was holding her waist and said, "Chirai is gone. Can you help me check his whereabouts and then help me check someone?"

Si Yucheng hugged her waist with both hands and kissed her neck lightly, as if he was a beast in heat at any time. He said jealously, "If you don't see me, you'll disappear. He, a big man, still don't know where to come back?"

"A word, can you help me?" Yan Qingyu frowned.

"What's the hurry? I've said I won't help?" Si Yucheng hugged her and asked her to sit on her body, kissed her white throat gently, and said quietly, "I'll help you, what are you thanking me?"

"You... weren't you just last night..." Yan Qingyu rolled her eyes unhappily.

"Last night was last night, today is today. After you had a meal last night, wouldn't you eat today?"

Yan Qingyu: "..."

What is this a fallacy?

"Chirai's father, the former head of the Huan Pavilion, please help me check his affairs... I have something to leave later, and I will compensate you at night." Yan Qingyu sighed helplessly. If she continued to do this, she wouldn't have to go to the appointment at all. She would just live in bed every day.

Si Yucheng half-squinted his eyes, "Why do I think you seem to be adjusting me?"

"What?" Yan Qingyu's heart narrowed. Is this man's five senses too strong?

"I always feel like there is a strange idea. You really didn't lie to me?" Si Yucheng half-squinted his eyes, his eyes full of suspicion. He could not explain, and a feeling flashed through his heart.

But I always feel that the little girl in front of me is hiding something from me.

"What have I lie to you?" Yan Qingyu was so angry that she wanted to get off the man, but found that the man hugged his waist and met a bigger one. She tossed for a few times, and finally sat steadily on the man's lap, which was particularly ambiguous.

"It's best not to lie to me, otherwise I would never let you go, do you know?" Si Yucheng's dark green pupils were full of danger. He could not explain the strange feeling in his heart. I hope it was not what he guessed, otherwise he would be angry.

Really angry.

"Okay, please check it out for me quickly."

Si Yucheng looked at her eyes with her chin, and made sure that there was no panic in her eyes, and she didn't seem to be lying. Then she kissed the corner of her lips lightly and said quietly: "I'll help you, use this place to please me in the evening."

"Get out!" Yan Qingyu's face turned red, "Shameless."

"There has been painted like this on the erotic palace picture. This is one of the very good ways for men and women to have fun." Si Yucheng seriously took out a erotic palace picture from under his butt, and then turned to a certain page. A woman knelt between the man's legs, with the man's expression of enjoyment on his face.

Si Yucheng looked at this page with a little passionate look. When he turned to this page, he often fantasized that every time he thought about the disobedient brother was like a rebellion, which gave him a little headache.

Yan Qingyu stared at the man with wide eyes and took out a picture of the erotic palace from under her butt with a calm mind. She was completely stunned at the moment.

After a while, I gritted my teeth, "You are beyond your help, chromogen!"

"Try this page tonight... Let's start with the posture of the third page tomorrow night... There are 20 or 30 pages in total, we've tried them one by one..."

"roll!"

Yan Qingyu stood up directly from the man, her face red with anger. When she was angry, there was a hint of charm at the corner of her eyes, which made Si Yucheng in front of her feel the feeling of the little brother's rebellion again.

The cherry mouth opens and closes, it's really...

Si Yucheng stretched out his tongue and licked his lips. A faint layer of water shone on his lips. Coupled with his leisurely gaze as if he was about to swallow, Yan Qingyu subconsciously escaped.

After stuffing the erotic map into his arms, Si Yucheng turned directly, "Okay, remember my reward tonight, leave the matter to me about Chishui."

After saying that, Si Yucheng, as if he was afraid that Yan Qingyu would regret it, left with a light flash.

Yan Qingyu reached out and patted her hot face. She had never expected that the man who showed his nature after getting married was so unbearable. He obviously didn't seem to be desirable at all, but after getting married, he became so demanding.

People often say that a man will reveal his true face after marriage. Is Si Yucheng's true face like this?

He patted the hot cheeks with both hands, and then Yan Qingyu went to Nangong Linye's appointment.
Chapter completed!