Chapter 149: The Emperor Will Come Personally to Give Them P

he palace and appear before the emperor would be an opportunity for one's status to rise dramatically. 。But in Zhou Hong's view, being close to power is like walking with a tiger; perhaps one wrong wo...As the matchlock was about to fire, Nangong Ye rose to his feet, his breathing ragged. He watched as Qing Xuan, on the verge of fainting, was covered with a brocade quilt.

Now Qingxuan's Aosui hasn't ended completely.

Besides, he worried that Qingxuan's body was too weak to handle it.

Nan Gong Ye got up and walked to the table, poured himself a glass of cold water, and drank it all in one gulp.

However, the heat in one's body cannot be quelled by just a cup of cold water.

Just as Nangong Ye stepped out of his room, preparing to go to the well to draw a bucket of cool water for a refreshing bath, a pure black pigeon, resembling a raven, landed on the edge of the well where Nangong Ye was drawing water.

If you don't look closely, you wouldn't be able to tell that a homing pigeon has a tattoo on its leg resembling a crescent moon.

This is a special mark unique to Yunian Pavilion.

A complex emotion flashed across Nangong Ye's eyes, he reached out and took the note from the carrier pigeon's leg.

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Inside, Qingxuan lay on the bed with a pounding headache. It took her a long time to recover.

Qingxuan gazed at the ceiling adorned with intricate clouds and blossoms, sighing softly.

Just now, she had only been kissed harshly by Nangong Ye, and she felt her body was very tired, almost out of breath.

It seems that this body is still too weak.

Qing Xuan subconsciously pursed her lips. For the sake of not being wronged by Nan Gong Ye in bed matters in the future, she had to continue to nourish her body well.

Thinking about this, Qingxuan braced herself with her soft body and planned to get out of bed to make some Xue Lingzhi water for herself and Nangong Ye to drink.

Although Nan Gong Ye's appearance seemed perfectly fine just now, his body is still far from its previous state.

Of course, she hoped that Nangong Ye could recover to his former peak as soon as possible.

Qingxuan used a fire starter to light a small red clay stove, and began simmering blood reishi mushroom water.

As soon as she heard the footsteps of Nangong Ye walking into the room, she looked up at him, her expression momentarily stunned.

Only to see Nangong Ye holding a piece of paper in his hand, his dark eyebrows slightly furrowed, his expression downcast.

Such dejection was different from the despair Nangong Ye had faced when confronted with the world before. Now, his eyes held more disappointment.

Such disappointment was something Qingxuan had never experienced before.

Now, in this world, very few people can make Nangong Ye care and be disappointed.

Could the contents written on the note be related to the person on the dragon throne

She is unsure.

Now she and Nangong Ye are husband and wife, they are to experience wind and rain together, and grow old together.

At this moment, Qingxuan temporarily ignored the origin of this note.

Before Nangong Ye could speak, Qing Xuan stepped forward and grasped Nangong Ye's icy hand: "My husband, no matter what happens, I will always stand by your side. Others may abandon you, but this lifetime I have decided to be your true wife. Unless you abandon me, I will never abandon you."

How could he abandon her!

The moment before, Namgung Yeop had been disheartened and disappointed. This moment, he was flustered.

He clasped Qingxuan's hand tightly, "Qingxuan, I swear! This life, I will never betray or abandon you. My life is yours. Whether it be life or death, I Nangong Ye is your husband, Qingxuan. Unwavering in this lifetime!"

When he said this, Nangong Ye's eyes were full of concern for her. There wasn't a trace of the troubled look he had when holding that piece of paper.

Seeing Namgung Yeop's attention on Zhuang Yi, Qing Xuan secretly let out a breath of relief. "Then tell me, how did you get that piece of paper in your hand"

Namgung Yeop hesitated no longer and decided to speak about the superstition.

"Yuan'er, I received news from the palace. My father dreamt that I was lying in pain on a sickbed, wishing to end my life during his midday rest today. Tomorrow, he will personally bring a cup of poisoned wine to send us on our way."

The emperor actually wants to execute Nangong Ye!

Qingxuan's eyes flashed with coldness when she heard this.

It is said that even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, yet the current emperor doesn't treat his own sons as anything!

Because he felt Nangong Ye was suffering, instead of trying to find a way to cure Nangong Ye's illness by seeking out the best doctors in the world, he decided to give him a cup of poisoned wine and abandon him completely!

Such an emperor, doesn't deserve to be a human at all!

Seeing Qingxuan angrier than herself, Nangong Ye pulled her into his arms and patted her shoulders gently.

"Xuan'er, now he is no longer important. I am only thinking about tomorrow, when I will return to the eyes of the world in my current state. Although this way you won't have to continue living in such a humble courtyard out of sympathy for me, it will also involve you in the treacherous court intrigues. If you don't like it, we can choose to flee tomorrow, leaving this capital city behind. We could go to Gao Shui Chang and live a life of fairy lovers, far away from this palace."ime, your maid was also present. Did she see me poison Mei'er 。Mei Fei let out a cold snort: “There are many ways to poison someone in this world, and the medicinal spring is shrouded in mist. Even if...