Young Sovereign, he wants to die every day

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There was a sound of broken porcelain.

"Ma'am, why are you bothering?" Pei Xisi said softly.

"roll!"

The voice was hoarse, coming from deep in the throat.

"If madam doesn't take medicine all this time, how can she get better?" Pei Yansi took the decoction on the case table, tested the temperature with a spoon, and handed it to the woman on the bed.

The woman on the bed was Pei Youshu, her beautiful face was very haggard, and her hands were weakly placed by her side. She had no intention of picking up the soup at all, and she was not prepared to give Pei Yansi a good face.

"Okay?" Pei Youshu said lightly, not at all angry, "Pei Xisi, don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

"I didn't expect Madam to care about your husband." Seeing that she didn't take the medicine, Pei Xisi passed the bowl forward again, "Yes, from now on, Que Yuecheng will follow me, Madam Linlang, you can rest well a period of time."

"Zhou Xisi!"

"Tsk tsk, ma'am. Thank you for reminding me. After so many years, I almost forgot that I was also the suzerain of Jiayuandao."

"Zhou Yansi, in vain I thought you were a talented person at the time, and I was willing to let you marry me, but Yuecheng took in hundreds of disciples of your Jiayuan Dao. I didn't expect that decades have passed, and now you want to return to Jiayuan. Dao Sect Master."

"Ma'am, you're wrong." Putting down the bowl in his hand, Pei Yansi stood up from the side of the bed, turned his back to her, and put one hand on his back, "Since I changed my surname, I am from Queyue City. If Madam Linlang If she doesn't have the ability to hold power, why not let her husband do it for her. Of course, madam, don't worry that I will have no successors in Yuecheng after a hundred years."

Pei Youshu's almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and she stared at Pei Yansi intently, as if she wanted to poke a hole in him.

On the roof, Yan Xubai and Fu Guilan are looking at the scene in the house, this scene is really different from ten years ago

"Sect Master Pei actually changed his surname?" Yan Xubai asked in a low voice.

"Yes, but not many people know about it. Back then, I heard that Pei Youshu got married suddenly, and her marriage partner was an unknown person, so not many people cared about it. But..." Fu Guilan didn't finish his words, It seems to remember something.

"Huh? Mister, do you think there is any doubt?"

"Jia Yuan Dao, do you remember?"

"It should be a small clan or someone's affiliated clan. I don't know how many such small clans will be born every year, and naturally more will be merged and dismissed." Yan Xubai guessed.

Fu Guilan smiled, but did not speak.The two continued to look at the screen projected from Eagle Vision.

"When Xi'an recovers, I can hand over the affairs of the outer city of Queyue City to him first, and after a few years, I will let him take over the position of deacon in the Zongzhong."

"That bastard! How could you let someone who doesn't have the blood of the Pei family be in charge of such an important position!"

"Ma'am, you must be joking. Xi'an is my own son, how can you say you have no blood?"

"You are a bastard with a dubious life outside! I let him stay in the city and give him food, which is good enough for him. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yansi, now you plan to help him The position of the young suzerain?"

"I just said that Madam knows me best."

"Fuck!" Pei Youshu's back was heaving violently and her breathing was short of breath. She wanted to calm down, "Where's Chen'er! I want to see Chen'er!"

"Madam didn't mention Chen'er, I almost forgot." Pei Yansi suddenly turned his face, revealing a sad face, "Today Chen'er married Qing Xu, and she is Xing Rou's daughter."

Pei Youshu's complexion changed, and she suddenly jumped from the bed to Pei Xisi, her hands tightly grasping Pei Xisi's skirt, "It's her! That bitch!"

"Bitch?" Pei Yansi had a cold look in his eyes, but he still had a sad expression on his face, "Pei Youshu, why aren't you a bitch too?"

Pei Yansi lightly stroked Pei Youshu's cheek with one hand, as if she was touching a good piece of suet jade.However, in an instant, hatred suddenly appeared in her eyes, and the gentle touch immediately turned into a slap, hitting her face.

"I forgot to tell you that Qing Xu and Chen'er are both dead." Pei Yansi said lightly, as if what happened yesterday was not worth mentioning at all.

"Why? You lied to me!" Pei Youshu stretched out her hand to grab Pei Yansi, but this time Pei Yansi dodged away, not letting her touch the hem of her clothes at all. Pei Youshu fell off the bed and knelt down on the ground. Muttering to himself, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"How is that impossible!" Pei Yansi stepped forward, grabbed Pei Youshu's chin, and said viciously, "If it wasn't for your precious third son, how could Chen'er die!"

"It's Zhaoming, where is Zhaoming? What did you do to Zhaoming?"

"What do you think I will do to Pei Zhaoming? Kill him? Be buried with my son and daughter-in-law?"

Pei Youshu almost shouted angrily and rushed towards Pei Yansi: "Zhou Yansi! If you dare to do this, I will kill you even if I turn into a ghost!"

"Hmph, a ghost." Pei Yansi sneered, let go of Pei Youshu, and stepped back, "If that's the case, then let Pei Zhaoming become a ghost first."

"Zhou Xisi! How dare you!"

After saying this, a curse mark was cast into Pei Youshu's forehead, and then she fell into a coma and fell to the ground, unconscious.

Pei Yansi walked up to Pei Youshu's side and patted her face. As expected, there was no sign of waking up. He snorted coldly, "Don't worry, I will need Madam Linlang's help in the future."

Standing up, he shouted to the door: "Come and help Madam to the collapse, Madam's hysteria has occurred again."

A dozen maids filed in and hurriedly carried Pei Youshu to the bed.

"Be careful, don't touch Madam's wound."

As soon as these words were said, these maids were indeed more careful, avoiding the wounds on Pei Youshu's wrists and ankles.

The snow-white ankles were exposed from the hem of the clothes, and the eyes saw the gaps that had already turned white, and the hamstrings were broken.But these wounds showed signs of being bandaged, so they must be old wounds.Now it is exposed palely, the blood has been drained, and the broken meridians and white bones can still be seen vaguely.

Yan Xubai was taken aback by Pei Youshu's injury, and the scene of being attacked by Chi Jiao before fainting yesterday flashed in his mind, and he looked up at Fu Guilan.A familiar breath flowed into Yan Xubai's spiritual consciousness, and Fu Guilan's voice appeared in his mind again.

"Sect Master Yan."

Hearing this call, Yan Xubai looked down, and it turned out that Fu Guilan was holding his hand, and strands of spiritual energy flowed into his palm.

"I'm fine." Yan Xubai lowered his eyes, his eyes drifted to the Eagle Vision area, and saw the woman's body in the picture being moved to the bed and covered with a quilt, just like a corpse.

"Don't make him think, stay calm." Fu Guilan's gentle voice was still in his spiritual consciousness.

After serving Pei Youshu well, the maids withdrew one by one.The room was quiet, and I saw Pei Yansi sitting at the desk alone. There was a book on the desk, and there seemed to be a few sheets of paper in it. The yellowing of the paper at the corner of the book showed that these things were old.

Pei Yansi didn't pay attention to the person on the bed, and didn't care anymore.Just sitting quietly at the table and flipping through books.

"Sect Master Pei, this is..."

"It's not easy to discuss the secrets. Don't make public what you saw today." Fu Guilan looked up at the sky. The moon had already come out and rose into the sky. "Sect Master Yan, it's getting late. Let's go too."

Asking softly, even though he was in his spiritual consciousness, Yan Xubai also knew what Fu Guilan looked like at this time.

The two quietly disappeared, hid their breath, and did not return to the outer room of Ronghua Waterside Pavilion, but went to the wing behind Ganchen Hall.

The lights in Yan Xubai's room were dim, with only one lamp on the bed.

Turning into the bedroom through the window, Yan Xubai just wondered where Yan Minghuai had gone, and asked him to guard here, so he didn't know where he went again.

Although there are no disciples guarding the side room of Ganchen Hall, it is already night, and the rounds of patrolling the disciples have not stopped.

"Sir, sit down first." Yan Xubai walked to the center of the bedroom, dragged a round stool from under the group table, put it beside the table, and poured water again.

Fu Guilan sat down directly, did not go to drink tea, but pulled Yan Xubai to let him sit down too, "Don't be busy, I have a few things to tell you, and leave after I finish."

"Thank you sir for taking me back."

"You can't run around like this again in the future. Do you know?" The tone of the usual instruction was brought out for no reason.

Yan Xubai lowered his head and listened, waiting for Fu Guilan to finish speaking.

"Sect Master Pei is not a kind person, but there are many agencies in Yuecheng City, and now something happened and the patrols are strict. If Sect Master Yan is bumped into by people in the city, he can't speak clearly." Seeing his hands crossed on his knees, Fu Guilan He smiled helplessly, and lightly tapped the back of his hand with his fingertips, "And you still ran to the wing where the 'prisoner' was held."

Seeing that there was no response, Fu Guilan tapped the back of his hand again.

"I see."

There was still a bit of coquettishness in the tone, Yan Xubai also raised his hand and nodded on the back of Fu Guilan's hand, "Then how to solve it this time, is it the same as before, can you bear it? Don't make trouble for Han Zongzhu?"

Fu Guilan was taken aback for a moment, then picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Of course I listened to Sect Master Han. If you really want to detain me or give me an explanation, I will do so."

"you..."

Yan Xubai was so full of words that he couldn't speak at all, "Okay. Since the master thinks this is good, then I don't need to say more." He also picked up the teacup and drank the tea in a big gulp.The teacup was placed on the table casually, and a little water was splashed on the table.

Changing his playful expression just now, Fu Guilan raised his hand to feel Yan Xubai's pulse, "I thought the Chijiao in the Ganchen Hall yesterday were just ordinary spiritual servants, but those were also gods of painting. The air blade brought out by the attack It can hurt the spiritual consciousness, disturb the soul and disturb the heart."

"You were injured by the Chijiao Qi Blade, and you fainted at that time. You left the dojo before your old illness was cured. After so many years, you don't know if it is cured. If you are not cured, you will be injured by the Qi Blade. .”

I haven't finished the next sentence, if the spiritual consciousness is injured, it will also affect the growth of the spiritual root.The spiritual root is exhausted, and it is difficult to improve the Taoism. If you don't pay attention to it, you will become a fool or go crazy.

"I'm fine." Yan Xubai said, lukewarm, "I'm not injured, and there's nothing wrong with my spiritual sense and roots. Don't worry, sir."

The pulse detection just now was indeed normal, the aura flowed smoothly, and the Lingtai was clear.Yan Xubai did not tell lies out of anger.

"So I am relieved."

"Sir, you don't worry about me, so do you worry about yourself, sir?" Yan Xubai pulled back his wrist and smoothed his sleeves.

With a question, the bedroom fell silent.