Chapter 39

At the bottom of his heart, Han xuyao was extremely angry. Who was it that had done this to his father.

You can even imagine what kind of deep vortex is behind it.

He pulled yanluoli to himself, and looked down at her face with fierce eyes.

She didn't have any panic. The calm on her face made him even suspect that the surprise just now was her disguise.

The pain in the wrist, she just looked at it casually, with a faint smile on her face.

"The bottom of my heart, but there is a doubter?"

At present, the direct beneficiary of his father's illness is his brother, today's Prince Han Xuyuan.

However, he came in frequently, drawing in forces and eradicating dissidents everywhere.

If you want to replace him, he is the most suspect.

But Han xuyao and Yan Luoli have no evidence. They both think that Han Xuyuan should not do such a treacherous thing as killing his father and seizing his king.

Yan Luoli's clear eyes are pure without impurities.

So looking at Han xuyao, Han xuyao realized his gaffe and released her wrist, which was red.

Looking at her, his eyes crossed with a touch of heartache and guilt. Just now, he even doubted her. He could see that she had such a good relationship with her father. He believed that Yan Luoli had nothing to do with it.

Yan Luoli rubbed her wrists, turned out all the medical books in the box, sat down and began to search for the records of soul swallowing powder.

"I remember that Shifu has some records about this medicine. I will find out. It's getting late and the Lord will rest early."

Hanxu Yuandun was there, her face was dark, her eyes were focused on books, although she was still as cold as ever, she could see that her eyes were worried.

Unwilling to leave, he dragged the chair and sat down next to her, slowly returning to peace.

All this, Ben has nothing to do with her, but she has been deeply involved.

Thinking that she might be in a dangerous place because of herself, Han xuyao couldn't tell her what it was like.

Involuntarily raised his hand, gently rubbed her hair.

She turned her head and looked at his face. The dim yellow candle light took away his cold light. On that expressionless face, there seemed to be more tenderness.

She gave him a faint smile, said nothing, and continued to search for materials.

A warm current gushes from the bottom of my heart, flows along the blood and carries out the whole body.

Yan Luoli's search speed suddenly slowed down, picked up the book in front of her, and her eyes were stunned.

Soul swallowing powder is made by the king of medicine. Due to the complexity of the process, there is only one bottle in existence, which is stored in the imperial palace of the Northern Qi Dynasty.

So far, there is no antidote.

Is your Majesty's poisoning related to the Northern Qi Dynasty?

With a frown, Yan Luoli hands the book to Han xuyao.

"If you ask Xiao Yan, the king of medicine has been in the Northern Qi Dynasty for several years. Maybe Xiao Yan knows something."

Yan Luoli thinks that Xiao Yan and the king of medicine seem to have a certain connection. She calculates that his itching powder can't be solved by ordinary people, but he can solve it quickly.

Han xuyao was a little disgusted with the word "Xiao Yan", and his eyes were a little unhappy.

"It's up to me. Don't touch it again."

When it comes to the disputes between the two countries, and when she and Xiao Yan are assassinated in the forest, Han xuyao doesn't want her to get deeper and deeper.

He felt that she should live a carefree life with a happy smile on her face, and the treacherous plot was not suitable for her.

Yan Luoli didn't insist. She knew that Han xuyao was worried about her safety.

There was a trace of self mockery at the bottom of my eyes.

When she chose to step into the palace again, when she became Princess Jing, she had been involved in it and could not avoid it.

"Lord, we have no choice."

Yan Luoli put her hand around Han xuyao's neck, raised her head and laughed indifferently.

That kind of indifference, as if to see through the mountains and rivers, taste the joys and sorrows, over numerous difficulties and obstacles

Why is a 16-year-old girl so arrogant? What has she experienced.

Not in line with the age of calm, can not find out from the hate, she is like a fan, so far away, can not touch.

The more she was like this, the more Han xuyao felt distressed.

I can only hold her tightly in my arms, want to give her all my warmth, want to tell her that he is her support.

"Don't beat grass to frighten snake, just watch it change."

After a long silence, Han xuyao decided to investigate the matter secretly.

Now it's not clear, and that's probably the best way.

"Soul swallowing powder, there is no antidote, when it will completely attack, no one knows."

Yan Luoli didn't object to Han xuyao's suggestion, but he must know that time is limited.

Perhaps, the spirit will be more information, she is ready to let Xiaoman sent to check.It's true that a wave has not been leveled, and a wave is rising again. The assassin who assassinated Xiao Yan and himself has not been found, and His Majesty's life is threatened again.

Han xuyao held Yan Luoli's hand tightly. He could clearly feel that the capital was in danger, far more dangerous than the frontier.

The sky spits out the fish belly white, the day is almost dawn, they did not sleep all night.

Han xuyao picked her up and stuffed her into the quilt. Her expressionless face was invincible.

"Have a good rest."

Then he turned and walked towards the door. He had to go to the morning.

"Han xuyao!"

Yan Luoli suddenly stopped him, clear eyes, eyes flashing.

Han xuyao's footstep stops at the door and turns around slowly.

"Believe me, I will save your father!"

Her eyes are firm, that is her promise to him, even if it is to fight her Yan Luoli's life, she will save him.

He sat at the door and married. Up to now, he had not seen anything that could break her peace.

And she had got out of bed, barefoot, ran towards Han xuyao.

He rushed into Han xuyao's arms and put his arms around his waist.

Father poisoning, as a son, how can the bottom of his heart be indifferent, and he will all the worries buried in his heart, choose a person to bear.

She wanted to comfort him, she wanted to help him, she wanted to protect him, she

Han Xu Yao Dun is there, see the person son in the bosom stand on tiptoe, hold his face, Du wear mouth, gather to come over.

A kiss fell on his lips. He didn't know when it was tonight.

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