Marrying a concubine to seduce him and lure him into the game

In a state half asleep and half awake, Fang Yuan seemed to see a blurry figure beside the bed.

"Brother, I met Brother Cao Feng. He said he missed me, and I missed him too..." Fang Yuan's voice was as thin as a thread, mixed with infinite longing and sorrow.

Hearing this, Fang Mo's nose suddenly felt sore and he felt mixed emotions.

He wanted to tell her that he missed Cao Feng very much, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.

He wanted his sister to stay with him a little longer, and work together to find someone who could make his sister smile again.

"Hold on a little longer, Yi, we will find a way." Fang Mo's words were full of tenderness.

"Brother, I... I feel so uncomfortable..." Fang Yuan's voice became weaker and weaker, as if she had reached the limit of pain.

"Ayi, I have found someone who can save you." Fang Mo's voice was filled with excitement that was hard to conceal.

Fang Yuan raised her heavy eyelids with great effort, and her gaze passed through the blurry vision and fell on the cold and otherworldly face.

The person's face was like a fairy in the Moon Palace, untainted by dust. People dared not to blaspheme and were filled with awe.

Can her arrival really pull herself back from the brink of death?

For a moment, hope and doubt intertwined in her heart, but she didn't dare to think too much, for fear that this rare hope would be easily shattered like a bubble.

"Have you thought it through?" Bai Ze's voice was cold but carried a force that could not be ignored.

His deep eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts as he looked straight at Fang Mo.

His witchcraft has always been the last ray of hope sought by those on the brink of life and death. For healthy people, few people are interested in this mysterious power.

After all, who would be willing to share their precious life with others, even if it is just a tiny part?

Faced with such questioning, Fang Mo did not hesitate at all, his eyes were firm: "Think it through."

"Two cups of water." Bai Ze ordered softly.

Fang Mo quickly fetched two cups of crystal clear water. The water surface was calm, just like his calm heart at the moment.

Bai Ze just pinched his fingers lightly, and the pair of legendary heart-to-heart insects slid obediently into the water. They were tiny and bright yellow, and came alive when they came into contact with water, as if they were reborn, swimming leisurely in the water.

Fang Mo's eyes followed closely. He had read about the Tongxin Gu countless times in ancient books, and now he witnessed it with his own eyes. The shock in his heart was beyond words.

This is not only the legendary magic poison, but also the hope for my sister's life!

"Drink it. Once you drink it, there will be no regrets." Bai Ze's voice was steady.

Before he could finish his words, Fang Mo had already resolutely drunk one of the glasses of water. Then, he carefully handed the other glass to Fang Yuan's lips.

Fang Yuan drank it as she was told. At that moment, it seemed as if a warm and powerful force slowly flowed into her limbs.

Miraculously, Fang Yuan's pale cheeks gradually regained their color, and her previously empty and hazy eyes began to sparkle with sparks of life.

However, Fang Mo could feel the vitality in his body quietly slipping away. A few imperceptible strands of silver could be seen in his black hair, which were the traces of the exchange of life.

"Brother..." Fang Yuan's voice was weak but full of incredible joy. She trembled and said, "I...I feel much better."

This kind of relaxed and comfortable feeling seemed to have been away from her for too long.

After being bedridden for a year and becoming weaker day by day, she almost gave up all desire to live.

Although occasionally taking elixirs could prolong life for a short period of time, it was followed by a deeper feeling of exhaustion, as if every breath was using up the last breath.

Now, the dawn of recovery has truly shone into her world.

There was finally a crack on Fang Mo's face, which was always as cold as ice.

His eyes were slightly red, and complex emotions were surging in his deep pupils - excitement, surprise, and unspeakable relief.

His voice was low due to sobs: "As long as I can save you, everything is worth it."

"Brother, your hair...what's wrong?" Fang Yuan looked at her brother's white hair that had grown unintentionally, her brows furrowed, her heart filled with heartache and confusion.

Fang Mo tried his best to keep a relaxed expression, gently pointed his finger at Bai Ze's conspicuous white hair, and raised a forced smile: "I think white hair is actually quite beautiful. Look at Lord Bai Ze, isn't he very graceful?"

Fang Yuan stared at Bai Ze blankly. In her previous trance, she only felt that he was like a fairy from the sky, extraordinary and otherworldly.

Now that I have taken a closer look, I have discovered that he not only has an extraordinary temperament, but also an extraordinarily handsome appearance.

"Thanks to my benefactor for saving me, I, Fang Yuan, will never be able to repay you for your kindness in giving me a new life." Fang Yuan's eyes were filled with gratitude, and her heart was filled with deep respect and gratitude towards Bai Ze.

As a captain of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, Fang Mo could kneel before the King of Qi or even the Emperor, but apart from the imperial power and his mission, he never bowed his knee to anyone else.

At this moment, he knelt down in front of Bai Ze.

"It wasn't me who saved you." Bai Ze's voice was still indifferent, as if all fame, wealth and honor had nothing to do with him.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left gracefully, leaving behind only a lonely figure.

Fang Yuan was surprised and couldn't help asking, "Brother, that person just now was actually a young master?"

Her heart was filled with disbelief. Could there really be such a young and handsome savior in the world?

"Yes, Yi." Fang Mo stood up, held his sister steadily, and nodded in affirmation.

The image of the mysterious young man kept echoing in Fang Yuan's mind, and complicated emotions surged in her heart - there was such a handsome young man in the world, so who was the "girl" he was referring to?

This series of questions are waiting to be solved.

"Prince Yi's concubine, Su Rao."

"Is it Sister Rao'er?" There was a hint of surprise in Fang Yuan's voice.

"Brother, Siwan and Rao'er are both kind-hearted people. We don't need to put ourselves in a position of confrontation with Prince Yi's Mansion. Perhaps Prince Qi is not someone we should follow with all our heart."

"Prince Yi took Cao Feng's life with his own hands. I will never let this blood debt disappear with the wind." Fang Mo's eyes were as firm as a rock, and every word was heavy.

When Cao Feng was mentioned, Fang Yuan's eyes couldn't help but dim a little.

"Brother, once we have taken revenge, how about we leave this chaotic and complicated place and find a peaceful place to settle down?" There was a hint of yearning in Fang Yuan's voice.

Fang Mo nodded gently, a hint of tenderness flashed in the depths of his eyes. He always found it difficult to refuse his sister's request.

"Ayi, the fact that you are getting better, remember not to tell anyone else about it." Fang Mo warned, feeling a little guilty.

He knew very well how much Fang Yuan wanted to witness with her own eyes the beauty of the changing seasons and the blooming and falling of flowers in the outside world, and to feel the coolness of the winter snow and the heat of the summer sun.