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Shen Ling Jue's eyes became slightly hot, and kept rubbing her cold back, "Yes …" We're still alive. This is a monastery at the border of the Wolf Ivory Mountain. It is very safe.

Feng Ning Yan's eyes revealed a gratified look. She held Shen Ling Jue's hand and looked him up and down, seeing that all the wounds on his body were already bandaged, she then smiled with relief.

"Husband, it's good that you're fine …" She suddenly frowned and asked with difficulty, "Then …" Where's Jingqi... Is he saved too? "

"Jingqi …" Shen Ling Jue's mind rumbled, his voice trembling slightly, "I've already ordered the Speaker Pavilion to search downstream, but …"

Hearing that, Feng Ning Yan's nose turned sour, and she said with a choking voice, "We couldn't find it, right? "In other words, Jingqi might still be alive …"

"Yes!" He must still be alive! "

Shen Ling Jue nodded his head, placing the pillow high, allowing Feng Ning Yan to lean against the headboard.

However, when he looked at Feng Ningyan's pale face, he felt even more sorrowful.

Feng Ning Yan looked around, then looked at the wound on her shoulder. The wound was still bleeding, and the color of the blood was not normal.

She was shocked, "Why is it like this? "Could it be that the Yun An Hundred Destructions Pill can't cure my poison?"

Shen Lingjue's heart trembled. He wanted to comfort her, but looking at the limpid eyes of Feng Ningyan, he couldn't harden his heart to lie to her.

When Feng Ningyan saw his struggling expression, she already knew the answer.

The strange poison in the concealed weapon was so powerful that even Yun An's Pill of Hundred Destructions was unable to cure it.

However, she did not die because Shen Ling Jue had decisively gouged out a piece of her shoulder that had been infected by the venom, and also because the Yun An Pills had temporarily suppressed the poison's rate of attack.

But that won't be long.

Looking at Shen Ling Jue's sorrowful expression, Feng Ning Yan was startled, but she still faintly smiled. Holding his face, she gently said:

"My entire life is filled with bloodshed, but that Gu poison did not kill me. I know I can survive this. "Husband, I will accompany you back to the capital to report on your duties. I will also accompany you to ascend to the throne of the supreme emperor …"

"Yan'Er!" When Shen Ling Jue heard this, he could no longer resist and hugged her tightly.

At this moment, the panic and worry from the past few days finally exploded.

His kiss was like a messy raindrop outside the window as it fell between Feng Ning Yan's cheeks and lips. He emotionally said:

"I know, you can do it! We still have a long way to go! But why, the one who was poisoned, and injured wasn't me! In these two days, I saw you unconscious and felt your body temperature drop bit by bit. I kept talking to you, but I didn't get any response … I'm really going crazy! "

Feng Ningyan closed her eyes and felt his warm and genuine kiss. She could not help but shed tears at the corner of her eyes.

"I know, I heard everything you said …" I also know that two days have passed. I also know that for the past two years, you have been carrying me around while searching for a famous doctor, looking for the cure. "

"Tell me, why is it that you're not the one injured …" "That's because if you were injured, I wouldn't be able to carry you …"

Shen Ling Jue laughed bitterly: "Little girl, you still know how to joke at a time like this?"

Before he finished speaking, he had already kissed her deeply.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door.

A voice as rough as a rock came in, "Hey! Young Cow, have you seen these two before? "

Shen Ling Jue's brows slightly wrinkled, holding Feng Ning Yan's hand and letting her lean against his pillow, giving a "hush" sound.

His figure flashed to the window. Through the window, he saw two black-clothed people standing at the entrance of the monastery. One of them was holding a portrait and grabbing the little Daoist by the collar as he questioned, while the other had already rushed into the main hall and was searching everywhere.

Looking at their weapons, Shen Lingjue recognized that they were all assassins under Pei Shi's command. Their accent was even more obvious. Although they spoke in the local language, they also had the accent of the Southern Wilderness.

"That group of wild dogs actually came here so quickly …" Feng Ningyan could hear the accents of these people. Her Southern Frontier language was not bad, so even the slight differences in pronunciation could not be hidden from her.

"It seems that there are only these two people here. They are not sure if we are here or not, otherwise they wouldn't be so rash as to ask." Shen Ling Jue quietly picked up the treasured sword by the side of the bed, "I'll take care of it."

Feng Ning Yan said, "Be careful."

Shen Ling Jue nodded his head before slowly unlatching the door.

The little Daoist looked at the portrait and then looked at the vicious eyes of the man in black. He was scared stiff and could not say a single word.

"Are you deaf, brat!?" "I ask you, have you seen these two before?" The hitman panicked and grabbed the little Daoist boy's wrist. He twisted it fiercely and with a cracking sound, the little Daoist boy's arm was dislocated.

The little Daoist cried out in pain, his entire body covered with cold sweat as he shook his head while trembling: "I …" I've never seen these two before... "Today, there's not a single person in the public square who's enjoying the incense …"

When Shen Ling Jue saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel his blood boil. He pushed open the door and was about to leave.

But at this moment, the assassin suddenly groaned. His eyes opened wide as he twisted the temple boy's hand and immediately let go. His body fell to the ground with a sharp dagger stuck in his back.

After he fell, Shen Ling Jue saw a man and a woman rushing in from the temple's entrance.

The corner of Shen Ling Jue's mouth rose into a faint smile. He turned his head to look at Feng Ning Yan, "Yan'Er, guess who's here."

The moment Feng Ningyan heard these words, she knew that one of her men must have found them.

Thinking about the fact that Shen Ling Jue's personal guards didn't accompany him, those who received his signal to shoot arrows must be those people from the Speaker Pavilion.

"Is it Ah Yao?" She asked happily, "Quick, help me up …"

It was precisely Nangong Xingyao and Chu Zhao.

Another assassin was searching the main hall. When he heard the commotion in the courtyard, he hurriedly ran out. But before he could pull out his blade, Chu Zhao threw out a second dagger, killing that assassin in one move.

Shen Ling Jue opened the door, and Ah Yao immediately ran over happily, but when he saw the wounds on Shen Ling Jue's body, he immediately shouted out loud: "Royal Highness, why are you injured so much, Ah Yao and Chu Zhao are late! Where's the wangfei? Where is the princess? "

Before Shen Ling Jue could say anything, Ah Yao ran in and saw Feng Ning Yan lying weakly on the bed. Her shoulders were covered by a large area, and there was even a trace of black blood seeping out.

Nangong Xingyao was immediately frightened to the point that her face paled. She hurriedly sat on the edge of the bed and held Feng Ning Yan's hand.

"Royal Consort … You're poisoned... "How could this be …"

Feng Ning Yan turned her head, and saw that Shen Ling Jue and Chu Zhao had already walked to her bed, each looking at her nervously. She couldn't help but smile. "The Daoist Priest Zhong here also gave me needles to delay the onset of my poison …"

"Delay?" Does that mean it will flare up again? "Just what kind of poison is it that is so powerful …" Ah Yao bit his lips, tears welling up in his eyes as he hurriedly took out the Blood Soul Candle from his travel bag. "We brought this with us. When the wangfei was infected with the love Gu, we also relied on it to restrain her time and time again. It should be useful."

Shen Ling Jue looked at Feng Ning Yan, and remembered Daoist Master saying, "The herbs in the mountain are hard to suppress". He didn't know if this Blood Soul Candle would be useful or not.

However, this was still a glimmer of hope. He had to give it a try.