Love: Two Worlds Forbidden Love

Fang Wenqing looked at another bowl of concoction that was comparable to charcoal, but unexpectedly did not respond, and said to Liu Yiran indifferently:

"Feed me some medicine"

Liu Yiran calmly picked up the medicine bowl and put it to his mouth.

Fang Wenqing lowered his eyelids to look at the medicine bowl by his mouth, then raised his eyes and grabbed him with menacing eyes, and said with a mocking smile

"This is how my concubine feeds me medicine."

In fact, Liu Yiran knew the meaning of what he said a long time ago, he clenched his teeth, clenched one hand behind his back secretly, then relaxed again, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and said with a light smile

"If the emperor wants to die, I will prescribe a few poisons for the emperor, heartbroken grass, crane crest red, arsenic, any of them will block the throat with blood, I don't know which one the emperor wants."

Fang Wenqing looked at Liu Yiran disapprovingly, and replied:

"Either one is good, but... I have to trouble my concubine to feed me."

In fact, the reason why Liu Yiran was so bold was just to test him. His erratic temper really made him even more afraid. He will gently send you to heaven, and you will never be reborn after being cruelly sent to the eighteenth level of hell.

Liu Yiran looked all over his eyes, trying to find a little bit of the expression Fang Wenqing should have, the eyes were sharp, clear but bottomless.

Liu Yiran withdrew his eyes and put the medicine bowl on the stone table, turned around and wanted to leave, seemed to think of something, then picked up the medicine bowl and put it in his mouth, took a mouthful, leaned over and kissed Qingqing, and passed the medicine in his mouth to him , the strong bitterness in the mouth is hard to swallow, Fang Wenqing frowned and swallowed the medicine reluctantly.

......

He took one mouthful and another, and just like that, after feeding a bowl of medicine, Fang Wenqing was surprisingly still.

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Liu Yiran swallowed the last mouthful and put the medicine into Fang Wenqing's mouth, but Fang Wenqing pulled him into his arms and put his lips on him, and passed the medicine in his mouth again, the tip of his tongue clenched Liu Yiran's palate , forcing him to swallow the medicine, smiling evilly

"My bitter concubine also taste it and see what it's like"

Liu Yiran took a deep breath, the bloodless man was even paler now, the wounds all over his body were screaming in pain from being pulled by Fang Wenqing just now, how could he care about the pain of the medicine.

Fang Wenqing saw that he didn't resist in her arms, she was curious, she turned his face to look at him, and saw cold sweat dripping from his forehead, after thinking about it carefully, she smiled happily and said

"My beloved concubine is worthy of being my beloved concubine, I will understand as soon as I say it"

As Fang Wenqing spoke, he pulled back the skirt of his chest, the ferocious whip marks were instantly exposed in front of Fang Wenqing's eyes, his whole body was still a little better, the old and new whip marks were all gaping open, Some blood dripped out drop by drop, which was unbearable even for the toughest people.

Fang Wenqing picked him up and walked towards the hall, Liu Yiran struggled to escape, so Fang Wenqing tightened his grip, and simply obediently let him hug him.

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Fang Wenqing put him on the bed, ordered someone to bring some ointment, and was about to take back his clothes, Liu Yiran timidly shrank back, and said lightly

"Don't bother the emperor to do it himself, just let Xiao Cui do it."

Fang Wenqing was not annoyed, she put down the ointment and called Xiaocui to get up and leave.

Liu Yiran heard the sound of steady footsteps gradually disappearing into the air from near to far, and looked out the window in puzzlement.

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In the past month, Fang Wenqing has been surprisingly gentle. At the beginning of the imperial court, there were some high-ranking officials who wanted to get rid of Liu Yiran, but Fang Wenqing dismissed them one by one, and no one brought up the matter again. There were only a few conservative ministers left. Still tirelessly, Fang Wenqing didn't bother to talk to them.

Liu Yiran was reclined on Xiangfei's couch, with her head supported in one hand and a book in the other hand, looking intently.Xiao Cui tiptoed over and leaned down to look at the big characters on the book cover. After getting along with her these days, Xiao Cui knew that Liu Yiran was docile and kind to others. Then he boldly pointed to the puzzled questions in those big black characters.

"Young Master, Young Master, what word is this?"

Liu Yiran closed the book and looked at it, smiled softly, and pointed to the words on it to explain to her one by one

Xiao Cui seemed to understand, hehe smiled and said

"My servant knows that this "New Revised Materia Medica" must be a medical book, but I don't know the characters."

Liu Yiran watched him staring at the book curiously, and said softly

"Does Xiaocui want to learn how to read?"

Xiaocui scratched her head and said

"Don't bother your son, this servant is just curious."

Seeing that she was embarrassed, Liu Yiran got up and walked to the table, took out a piece of rice paper, took a pen, wrote two words on the paper and handed it to her, said with a smile

"These two are your names. Ask me if you don't know anything in the future. I will teach you. Now you learn to write your own name first."

Xiaocui took the paper and pen, she was so excited that tears rolled down her cheeks, and said happily

"Thank you son, the servant must study hard"

Liu Yiran smiled brightly, and continued to lie on the couch and read medical books.

Xiaocui didn't bother him either, she just kept her head down and wrote stroke by stroke.

The twilight is slanting to the west, and the golden sun shines through the dark green pavilion windows to fill the whole room, as if paving the room full of gold powder, looking at the crabapple flowers outside the window, the whole courtyard is dyed red in the setting sun, the flowers and the sky are the same color, connected Instead, it seems like a fairyland.The magpies on the top of the tip are booing, which is very lively.

Liu Yiran put down the Chinese medicine book in his hand and squinted out of the window, and looked away for a long time to look at Xiaocui who was writing, this girl is very cute and eccentric, and thanks to her company, the days are not boring, no matter how indifferent he is It is boring for many people to live this kind of life.Xiaocui put down the pen in her hand, dried the ink on the paper, wiped the corners of her forehead, happily took the paper to Liu Yiran, and showed him her handwriting.Liu Yiran took it and pointed her carefully, then looked up at her again, couldn't help pointing to his face with a smile, and said:

"Dirty, you, you can still write on your face"

Seeing that he was finally happy, Xiaocui wiped her face with her sleeve indiscriminately, narrowed her big bright eyes, and smiled

"The servant finally saw the young master smiling."

Seeing that he was not unfamiliar with him, Liu Yiran liked him very much, and replied with a smile

"Didn't I smile?"

Xiaocui nodded again and again, Liu Yiran didn't think so, took the pen and ink and taught her a few more words, the two of them were still and moved, lying and sitting were not very happy, even the little eunuch accompanying the emperor didn't know when he came in.

Xiao Dezi entered the door and looked at the man lying on his side on the couch. This is the forbidden area of ​​the imperial palace, no one dares to trespass. Although this master seems to be unfavorable, people who don't know him can see that although the emperor is cruel to him He was always at a loss. He was sent to serve the emperor after the emperor succeeded him, and there were many rumors about the harem. Liu Yiran looked like the former emperor's favorite concubine. , but it is also a taboo in the palace. No one dares to mention the events of the year, that is to use their own heads to kill.It is also very strange to think carefully about the matter of Concubine Lian back then.Could it be?Xiao Dezi didn't dare to think about it, he looked up at the man who was not like a mortal not far away, he felt his scalp explode, and he took a few steps back, it was the first time he felt that the Qingxiao Palace was so eerie, and when he looked at that A six-foot wide bed of agarwood wood, on which the late emperor died.Presumably the master doesn't know what happened here back then.

Xiao Dezi held on to the door to gather himself, walked in tremblingly, and said respectfully

"Young Master Liu is so elegant"

Liu Yiran straightened the wrinkled corners of his clothes and got up, his every gesture was that of a handsome young man, Liu Yiran asked with a smile

"It's just that I have nothing to do, I don't know why Eunuch De is here"

Xiao Dezi peeked at him. He didn't think it before, but now he realized that the outline was a seven-point portrait of that person. It was so similar. It's no wonder that the emperor would torture him in different ways. It's already disgusting, but if it's really that kind of relationship?Xiao Dezi shook his body, goosebumps all over the ground.

Liu Yiran was quite embarrassed by him, so he called out again.

"But something?"

Xiao Dezi woke up like a thunderbolt, he didn't dare to look at it, let alone think about it, he didn't want to report to Hades early, so he calmed down and replied

"The Kingdom of Flowers paid tribute to several new chrysanthemums, which bloomed recently. The emperor ordered his servants to come and lead Mr. Liu to the chrysanthemum garden to enjoy the chrysanthemums."

Liu Yiran's mouth was half-opened, his brows were slightly frowned, the event of the last celebration banquet is still vivid in his memory, he is still in shock, what is this chrysanthemum banquet waiting for him?

Xiao Dezi saw that he didn't answer for a long time, and secretly sighed in his heart that the sage was wise and did not know the prophet, and replied:

"Don't worry, Mr. Liu, the emperor said that this time it's just to appreciate the chrysanthemums."

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