Chapter 517

Duanmu yawang walked over with his arms around his chest, looked down at the emperor and raised his lips: "is it very painful?"

"Oh!"

When the emperor was about to speak, he felt a sharp pain rolling the whole body of the mat. He turned his eyes, grabbed his chest hard, softened his body and lay down on the ground. He couldn't say anything. He wanted to tear Duanmu yawang into pieces, but the pain made his muscles twitch into a ball. No matter where he moved, it was like pulling muscles and peeling skin!

Nangong Bufan woke up because duanmuya looked at the serum poison in the emperor's body, solved the spell, but he was seriously injured and covered with blood.

He was so weak that he could hardly stand. The whole man shook a few times. As soon as his legs were soft, he was about to fall. Duanmuya looked forward and held him, "how do you feel?"

"OK, thanks to your medicine." Nangong Bufan gasped and asked Duanmu yawang weakly, "what are you going to do with him?"

Duanmu yawang was about to speak. The emperor gasped and stared at Duanmu yawang: "Oh, if you want to kill me, you will regret it!"

After that, it was estimated that it was too painful. He closed his eyes and said, "kill me, you will never want to know the whereabouts of Duanmu Chiling."

"Are you threatening me?"

Duanmu yawang smiled angrily.

The emperor raised his eyelids and didn't respond at all. If he hadn't been poisoned now, he would still be an old God. He didn't worry about what Duanmu yawang would do to him at all.

"You know, I am a person. What I hate most is that others threaten me, especially those who are close to me." Duanmu yawang turned his eyes and asked Nangong Bufan, "should Yang Shili still be alive now?"

"Well, listen to you. He didn't touch him. He once tried to die and was saved. He didn't give him the possibility of dying."

"Very good." duanmuya looked at her eyes and said with a smile: "at first, they did everything they could to make my parents and my brother die and disappear. I'm kind-hearted. Now they are prisoners. They have been partners for more than ten or twenty years. Let them all be locked together. Even if they die, they also have a partner, don't they?"

The little white deer listened, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

The emperor and Yang Shili were partners before. They had a lot of business and loved each other. However, now they have torn their faces. Both sides want to chop each other into meat sauce!

His master knows this, but he still has to say that he is "kind-hearted"!

That's enough!

Huofei looked at the little white deer, blinked her bright purple eyes, stretched out her hand and pulled it on his tender little face.

"Fei Fei, what are you doing?" the little white deer, holding his face in his hands, pursed his lips and stared at Fei: "you will hurt!"

Huofei's big eyes were as pure as snow: "I saw you smoke at the corner of your mouth. I thought you were uncomfortable."

"Why do you pull my face?"

"The medical system has my sister's medical skills. Facial muscle stiffness will lead to convulsions."

That is, he's helping him relieve his stiffness.

The little white deer hummed twice and didn't accept huofei's answer: "Fei Fei, you know how to lie. You're about to become a bad child! I'll tell the master next time!"

"Oh."

Huofei answered a single syllable lightly, and then stretched out his hand and pulled it on the little white deer's tender face. Well, bye, tender, it's really comfortable to pinch.

The little white deer was so angry that he patted huofei twice to show revenge.

Huofei looked out and didn't care about him.

Seeing him like this, the little white deer felt boring and stopped after two blows.

The two children were fighting and making trouble in the medical system. The emperor listened to Duanmu yawang's words, and his eyes were evil. That day, if Yang Shili had not forced the palace, so that the loyal and brave military king could take advantage of it, he would not have ended up like this!

Duanmu yawang, this arrangement is just what he wants!

It's time for revenge, revenge!

Duanmu yawang didn't know what he thought. A touch of cold came across his eyes and asked Nangong Bufan to send someone to take the emperor away.

After the emperor left, Duanmu yawang helped Nangong Bufan sit down on one side and called someone to call the imperial doctor. She helped Nangong Bufan deal with her wound and planned to leave the palace.

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

Duanmu Ya didn't answer, but asked, "you don't want him to die?"

"Reluctant?" Nangong Bufan smiled weakly, and there was no trace of temperature in his warm eyes: "in fact, what I want to say is that if I can, I will give his last life to me."

"Master, no!"

As soon as the little white deer heard this, he immediately advised Duanmu yawang: "he is the biological son of the land. If he wants to obey the public and disobey the evil, wouldn't he waste your layout in vain?"

Duanmu yawang ignored the little white deer and asked Nangong Bufan, "do you want to do it yourself?"

Nangong Bufan lowered his eyes and said nothing. After a moment, he said, "if you don't believe it, you can watch me do it with your own eyes."

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

"I can't guarantee that you will kill him in person." Duanmu yawang didn't know what he thought, and a bloodthirsty fire lit up in front of him, "because at that time, I don't know if you would like to start."

"Of course I do!"

Nangong Bufan was very excited. He was afraid he couldn't convince him. He struggled to get up at one stroke to show his determination.

Duanmu yawang held him down and said, "if you really want to, I'll call you then."

"Thank you."

Duanmu yawang shrugged. He thought, "by the way, where is zhujinyu off?"

"Next door to Yang Shili."

"OK." duanmuya saw that a royal doctor came in, so she stopped worrying. Just about to stand up, Nangong Bufan recruited someone, took a box and motioned to hand it to duanmuya.

"What is this?"

"Although I have lofty aspirations and have long been concerned about the throne, I always know that my ability and contacts are limited. It is extremely difficult to get this position. It can even be said that I may not get it all my life."

The imperial doctor was taking care of the emperor's wound. Maybe it hurt him. He cried out in pain, changed his face, eased his temper, and then opened his mouth and continued: "now, I can sit in this position so early. It's really thanks to you and the loyal soldier king. I will remember your kindness."

"It's not necessary to remember kindness." Duanmu yawang said faintly, "just trust your loyal officials and don't be suspicious. I hope you can be wise and wise, sympathize with the suffering of the people, and be a wise king."

Nangong Bufan, covered in blood, pulled out a smile and nodded, "OK."

Duanmuya glanced at him, reached for the box and left.