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Xiao Fengqing's face darkened, and she squeezed her arm: "What on earth do you mean?"

Nie Wushuang pulled his hand away and said with a smile: "Your Highness, you are worrying too much. Wushuang is just talking casually." She put on her clothes and turned back to Xiao Fengqing with a smile: "Your Highness, do you still have any doubts about Wushuang?"

Xiao Fengqing's eyes narrowed slightly: "You should know my temperament. As long as you behave, you will naturally have everything you want, and maybe more..."

Nie Wushuang shook his head: "His Highness should also understand what Wushuang wants." She looked into his eyes and said word by word: "Wushuang has sacrificed so much, but he only wants one, and Qi will be destroyed!"

Xiao Fengqing suddenly laughed, hugged her tightly, kissed her hard, and then let her go: "I know."

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When Nie Wushuang returned to the tent, it was clear. At that moment when the golden light was about to emerge, the sky was extremely dark. It took Nie Wushuang a while and a half to adapt to the darkness in the tent. Seeing her coming, Xia Lan breathed a sigh of relief: "My dear, you are back."

"What's going on in the middle of the night?" Nie Wushuang took off her palace maid's clothes and asked.

"It's okay. Your Majesty told me not to disturb you, so no one dared to disturb your Majesty." Xia Lan quickly put on her clothes.

Nie Wushuang lay back on the bed and felt that all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. She took a long breath and put her hand on the painful spot on her waist, but she felt in a trance. That was the mark left when he pinched her.

In the Buddhist scriptures, there is a lotus-colored woman who has enlightened her mind and realized the Tao. But now she is unable to escape from the sins of desire, let alone retreat.

Nie Wushuang buried himself in the quilt and burst into tears.

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Nie Wushuang rested in the tent on the second day. On the pretext of catching a cold at night, he just leaned on the soft cushion and read a book to pass the time. Xiao Fengming specially ordered the imperial doctor to come for consultation, but Nie Wushuang dismissed him with a few words.

At noon, Xia Lan suddenly came in and said with a smile: "Empress, Your Highness Prince Rui was lucky today. He shot a snow fox that was all white. He said that he would give it to the empress after the fur is peeled off."

Nie Wushuang turned over a page of the book and said calmly: "Then I would like to thank His Highness Prince Rui for giving the mountain ginseng given by the emperor the day before yesterday to Prince Rui's concubine. I would like to say that I would like to express my sincere gratitude and hope that Consort Concubine will take care of herself."

Xia Lan responded and stepped back. In the evening, Xiao Fengqing ordered someone to send the fur of the snow fox. When Nie Wushuang saw it, he found that it was indeed a top-grade fur. The snow fox was all white with no stray hairs. In winter, this fur is the most warm and beautiful.

Xia Lan said from the side: "His Royal Highness Prince Rui also said that after hunting another one, it can be made into a coat. The queen will not have to be afraid of the cold when she wears it in winter."

His good intentions were always so self-righteous, Nie Wushuang suppressed the discomfort in his heart and just listened calmly. At this time, a palace maid saw Nie Wushuang's gloomy look, stepped forward and said with a smile: "My queen has been hiding in the tent all day, why don't you go for a walk?"

Nie Wushuang thought for a while, then nodded in agreement. The palace maid led the way. Nie Wushuang didn't want to go too far, so he walked around the camp. When he met a familiar royal nobleman, he stopped and chatted for a while. Nie Wushuang walked for a while, only to feel that his feet had moved slightly. It hurt, so I found a place to rest.

At this time, a girl wearing a coarse hairpin came up not far away. She had bright eyes and white teeth, and was pretty and charming, but her face looked slightly dark due to the sun. She cursed angrily as she walked. From a distance, I couldn't hear what she was cursing, but up close, I could hear her nagging: "What kind of bandit soldiers are you? They are so vicious!"

As she passed Nie Wushuang, she couldn't help but stop. On the meadow, Nie Wushuang sat quietly beside the palace maid. She knew that she was either a concubine or a young lady from a noble family. She wanted to leave, but she was attracted by Nie Wushuang's smiling eyes and stared at her for a while before leaving.

Nie Wushuang was about to say something when he saw the girl was bright and cute. Deshun beside her had already whispered something like this in her ear.

Nie Wu's eyes flashed with a stern look, but he quickly concealed it: "Are you sure?"

"Yes, this is the maid brought by Mr. Gu. Mr. Gu's tent should be nearby. But I can't tell whether it is here at night," Deshun said.

Nie Wushuang's heart was filled with undercurrents, and she stood up suddenly: "Let's go!"

Just as he was about to leave, he saw the girl walking away and looking back at her. Nie Wushuang couldn't tell what he was thinking. After thinking about it, he held Deshun's hand and suddenly smiled and said: "But since we have come here, , it would be unreasonable not to visit this distinguished guest."

She said and walked towards the girl. The young girl was dumbfounded when she saw Nie Wushuang walking leisurely with his graceful figure and charming appearance. When Nie Wushuang came forward, he exhaled: "This sister is so beautiful!"

Seeing her innocence, Nie Wushuang couldn't help but smile: "Little sister, where are you from? What's your name? I see that you are really cute, and I want to make friends with you."

The girl was surprised and happy: "Me? My name is Ah Li. Does this sister really want to make friends with Ah Li?"

Nie Wushuang recited her name over and over in his mouth, and the smile on his face became gentler: "Yes, I have very few friends. Miss Ali is innocent and beautiful, and I like her very much."

She intended to flatter, but Ah Li was unsophisticated. After a conversation, she regarded Nie Wushuang as a close friend. Nie Wushuang looked at the sky and frowned: "We have come so far, why don't we go to my sister's residence to rest?"

Ah Li, not doubting his presence, led Nie Wushuang towards the tent.

With every step he took, Nie Wushuang couldn't help but tighten his palms. After a while, the group arrived at a tent. Nie Wushuang stopped and stared at the green tent.

The tent refused to take a step forward.

Deshun turned around and saw Nie Wushuang's livid expression. He quickly ordered the palace servants to stand guard at a distance while he stepped forward and said: "Empress..."

Ah Li, who was on the side, was completely unaware and walked into the tent and called out: "Master, Master, we have a distinguished guest."

After a while, someone coughed loudly in the tent, heartbreaking, and Ah Li's voice sounded in panic: "Master, Master, what's wrong with you?"

Nie Wushuang still didn't know what he was thinking, but he had already taken a step forward. When she came back to her senses, she couldn't help but retract her steps with a cold look on her face.

"Sister, sister, my young master vomited blood!" Ah Li ran out crying, the blood on her hands was bloody and pungent: "Sister, what should I do about my sister?"

Nie Wushuang stared at the blood on her hands and smiled strangely: "He can't die."

Ah Li didn't know what she meant and nodded casually: "Yes, my young master cannot die. Sister, help me call a doctor..."

"Ali...who is outside?" A clear and elegant voice sounded, with a hint of hoarseness.

Nie Wushuang slowly stepped forward, stood outside the tent, and said in a cold voice: "An old friend has come from afar, and I have come to see Prime Minister Gu."

There was a sigh in the tent, and then he sighed: "It turns out to be Empress Bi."

He opened the curtain, walked out slowly, and bowed his hands: "I pay my respects to the empress."

Nie Wushuang looked at Gu Qinghong in front of him. His thin body had lost its former handsomeness and was slightly bowed. His handsome and elegant face seemed to have been drained of its essence overnight, and his temples had become a little gray. We haven't seen each other for a few months, but Gu Qinghong, who used to be "the spring breeze that often visited Zhou Lang", has become like this.

She was sizing him up, and he was sizing her up. Three thousand blue silk hairs are combed into a high bun, and the exquisite gold hairpins and beads on her temples are not as stunning as her alluring appearance. She is wearing a flowing cloud brocade and a tulle skirt of the same color. She is swaying as she walks, and her beauty is so mesmerizing.

He knew that she was very popular with Xiao Fengming in Yingguo's harem, which was evident from her expensive and undressed dress. Such a light and comfortable material is beautiful when walking in the grassland, but once it is picked up by the vegetation, it can no longer be worn on the body. But she just dressed casually like this and didn't care. The long skirt touched the floor, and she stood in front of him, sweeping away the care and desire he had seen that day, and she was proudly beautiful.

After Nie Wushuang looked around, he turned around silently. Deshun quickly stepped forward to hold her arm and reminded her softly: "Mom, please go back to camp, otherwise..."

Nie Wushuang nodded, paused, and then said: "Go and call the imperial doctor. Gu Xiangshen is seriously ill. If we don't treat him well, we are afraid that outsiders will criticize the emperor's benevolence."

"No need!" Gu Qinghong's elegant and handsome face darkened: "Thank you for your kindness, I don't need a doctor."

"Sir, how can this be allowed?" Ali on the side was so anxious that she was about to cry again: "Sir, you are vomiting blood!"

Nie Wushuang looked back at the blood sprayed on the back of her hand. Suddenly, her expression became stern and she stared at Gu Qinghong: "Have you taken poison?!"

Ah Li was startled when she heard this. Then she looked at the back of her hand and saw that the blood had turned very dark. Black blood? ! This is obviously poisoning!

Gu Qinghong coughed a few times and smiled softly: "Yes... this is poison, not a disease..."

Uncontrollable anger surged in Nie Wushuang's heart. She took a few steps forward, stared at Gu Qinghong who was still smiling lightly in front of her, and roared: "You want to die?! I won't allow you to die! Did you hear that? Gu Qinghong! I won’t allow you to die!”

Gu Qinghong laughed and coughed at the same time, with blood foam in his cough: "I don't want to... don't want to die..." He was so weak that he was still laughing even though he was laughing so painfully: "But if you want me to die, I have to die... Wushuang, you must be very disappointed..."

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