The Paranoid Tyrant’s Illness Got Worse Today

After taking Ganoderma lucidum, Mei Xueyi's cold was cured in less than half a day.

But Jun Jun didn't let her get out of bed. He put his hands on her left and right ears, his eyes flashed with dark light, and threatened her that if she dared to get out of bed, he would make her unable to get out of bed for at least three days.

Mei Xueyi knew that he did have this strength.

So she honestly lay down on the white jade couch, quietly feeling the remaining spiritual energy in her body.

Although the spiritual energy of the mortal world is thin, one or two immortal grass spirit plants can be condensed for thousands of years. It is far from enough to cultivate, but it can prolong life, cure stubborn diseases, and strengthen health.

Such a rare treasure, Wei Jinchao actually used it to treat her cold.

This idiot is really crazy and a loser.

Mei Xueyi sighed and tried to unclog the meridians.

This physical aptitude is not bad or not. If he was born in Immortal Sect and had enough cultivation resources, he would probably be able to cultivate at an upper-middle level.

Demon cultivators don't pay much attention to aptitude. In cultivating demons, the most important thing is the word 'persistence'. Generally speaking, hatred is deeper than love, so demon cultivators are often bitter and hateful, cruel and ruthless.

do you hate...

Mei Xueyi suddenly realized that she couldn't seem to find a reason to return to the magic way.

At the beginning, she was a cultivator of a small sect. The sect was called the Flying Fire Sword Sect. It was an ordinary sect. The disciples were intriguing and vying to climb up.

She is an ordinary disciple in the sect, with good qualifications or bad, and her status is neither high nor low.

She forgot why she abandoned her cultivation base and stepped into the devil's way ruthlessly.

She only knew that after she accomplished her magic work and returned from the Demon Realm with the puppet 'Bamboo', the first thing she did was to slaughter the entire family of the Flying Fire Sword Sect.

She didn't remember what kind of grudge she had with this sect, but only remembered that at that time, she saw the world was scarlet.

Thinking about it further, my heart hurts again. But this time, the pain seems to have settled a little, and the empty place is filled with a shadow like a mirror.

Duan Jun is back.

In the past few days, he was busy preparing for the battle, and only came back at night to accompany her.

There was blood and rain in the previous dynasty, but the sound of the wind did not reach the harem. Her days in the palace were quiet and peaceful.

Jun Jun quietly approached the bed.

She didn't open her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

She could feel that he was staring at her all the time, his breathing was so light that it almost disappeared, and only when he couldn't hold back his cough, would he make a low breathing sound.

She didn't want to disturb her at all.

What a morbid pet.

When I woke up this day, I found him sitting beside the bed and guarding her.

"Queen, it's time to go." His voice was hoarse and gentle.

Mei Xueyi was startled: "Am I going too?"

"Of course," he frowned slightly, and reached out to caress her cheek, "how can I let my beloved wife stay alone in the empty room."

He carried her out of the bedroom.

Seeing the carts filled with her clothes, powders, desserts, and spices, as well as the row upon row of court ladies waiting on her, the corners of her eyes twitched violently.

Is this what it looks like to go out to fight?

She felt that even if she didn't die in the hands of the faint, I am afraid that she would be killed by the enemy before the battle.

Sad people.

Holding her hand, he boarded his chariot with her.

The marching general led two lieutenants on horseback to clear the way for the monarch. Mei Xueyi was surprised to find that one of the lieutenants was actually Shen Xiuzhu.

Wei Jinzhao lazily embraced her shoulders, his pale thin lips pressed against her ears: "Tie Shen Xiuzhu to go on the road together, the old fox of Dingguo Shen Pingcheng will be so determined to guard the border of Qishu for his loneliness."

Mei Xueyi was slightly surprised and turned her head to look at him.

Unexpectedly, the faint-hearted gentleman actually considered the back line of defense. Incredible.

In her mind, he was already the kind of arrogant arrogant who believed that he would be invincible in the world.

"If you can't beat it, Gu will let Shen Xiuzhu take you away and fly away." He approached her gently, rubbing her ear bones in a low voice, "What does the queen think?"

"Nothing. I'm only with Your Majesty, and I'm not going anywhere." Mei Xueyi was not fooled at all.

His chest trembled slightly, raised a hand with a sullen smile, grabbed her black hair, and pressed her head on his shoulder.

He tilted his head slightly, opened the curtain by the window with a golden sign, and kept staring at the back of Shen Xiuzhu riding in front of the luan car.

Although Shen Xiuzhu didn't have eyes on his back, he was also swept up in his back by those sinister eyes.

Mei Xueyi thought that the march would be very hard.

In fact, Wei Jinzhao's chariot is spacious and comfortable, and even when driving on potholes, it does not feel too much vibration.

The daily diet is almost the same as that in the palace. At night, a half-person-height wooden bucket filled with hot water and sent it into the car for her to bathe. There were also petals floating on the water surface and the wine placed on the wooden drift plate.

Mei Xueyi always felt that everything in front of her was too unreal.

Is this really an expedition? Afraid to die, right?

After bathing, the two palace maids carefully helped her out of the wooden barrel, wiped off the water droplets, put on a pure white shark gauze coat, and sent her to the soft gold couch.

The curtains were closed, a few strong men carried away the wooden barrels, and Wei Jinzhao also returned.

Every day, he had to wring her hair himself.

"Your Majesty has worked too hard." She was soaked in warmth and soft, leaning weakly on his hard and thin chest, "I've been busy outside for a whole day, and I'm still thinking about rushing back to wipe my hair for me."

He said casually, "If someone else loses a hair of you, I can't help but kill."

She knew that he was serious, and that was the nature of a tyrant.

"I'm not here today, Shen Xiuzhu still hasn't come to see you?" After putting down the white kerchief with twisted hair, he asked casually.

Mei Xueyi knew that his suspicion was not getting better, sighed and buried her face in his arms: "No. I've never even heard his voice."

His expression was a bit regretful.

After going through Zizhulin's return, he still persevered and wanted to hear what she and Shen Xiuzhu had to say.

"Kill Mejojo, there will be no more women by his side." The hoarse voice was rather gloomy.

Mei Xueyi said angrily, "With Your Majesty, there is no man in my eyes anymore."

He lowered a pair of deep black eyes, stared at her for a while, and then slowly raised the corners of his lips: "You should be like this."

Mei Xueyi: "…"

Forget it, there's no need to ponder a patient's mind. If he figured it out, wouldn't he also get sick?

She lazily cradled her body completely in his arms. He wrapped his arms around her and fell asleep on his side.

The most strange thing to her was that he had not touched her once even though he had been on the road for more than a month.

She had every reason to suspect that after the first day of eating meat, he spoiled her uncontrollably four times and hurt her too much.

So why bother?

On this day, Mei Xueyi felt that the wheels seemed to run over the hard ground.

She opened the gold curtain by the window and found that there was a majestic and vicissitudes of life outside. The guards dressed in black armor were busy under the city walls, and trucks and trucks of supplies were transported forward, a scene of heat.

When the wind blows, she finds the smell of gunpowder and blood in the air.

She raised her eyebrows and looked closely.

Here is the clue. A day or two ago, the fortress had just experienced a major battle.

Some blood stains were not completely washed away and remained in the aqueduct by the road. On the high walls built of vicissitudes of boulders, you can also find blood droplets that sputter.

Mei Xueyi stopped a young general in mysterious armor outside the window.

"Where is this?"

The young general hurriedly lowered his eyes and replied, "Hui the Queen and the Empress, I have penetrated 70 miles into the northern border of Jinling. This place is called Jiawuguan. It is the largest town in the northern part of Jinling and has been successfully captured."

Mei Xueyi: "…"

To be honest, she thought she hadn't left the Weiguo border at this moment.

It has penetrated into Jinling for 70 miles, which means that the Wei Guo army has broken through several defense lines in Jinling. She was in the car, but the years were quiet.

Are you really here to fight?

She was about to put down the curtain when she saw a figure hurried over on horseback.

The young general by the window hurriedly stepped back and saluted: "Lieutenant General Shen."

Shen Xiuzhu.

Mei Xueyi watched him come under the window with a blank expression.

Shen Xiuzhu has a simple mind, and from the beginning, Mei Xueyi could easily see through him.

For example, at this moment, he pressed deep regret into the bottom of his eyes, and his eyes were filled with clear worry.

"Queen and Empress," he said with his head lowered, "Jinling's 200,000 troops have already assembled on the plain in front of us. This battle is dangerous and dangerous. The final commander believes that it is appropriate for the Empress and Empress to retreat."

Mei Xueyi said lazily: "I don't understand the matter of marching and fighting, you should go to His Majesty and tell me."

He lowered his head lower.

After a long while, a low sentence floated out: "Please rest assured, the Queen Mother, I will swear to protect you in the end."

After all, he kicked the spur and galloped forward.

Mei Xueyi was a little absent-minded when she took a bath.

The two palace maids quietly withdrew, but she didn't notice them.

A pair of hands dipped in the hot water and slowly stroked her shoulders from behind.

man's hand.

When she suddenly came back to her senses, the hands had slipped to her neck.

The action is very gentle.

She was soaked in laziness, leaning against the wall of the barrel. If he just strangled her so gently, I'm afraid her struggle won't even provoke a splash.

"Your Majesty..." she said angrily, "Take it easy."

He withdrew his hand, gave a low laugh, dried his hands on the white towel, took a roll of thread and bound a book, and said, "Queen, listen to the second time."

It's the "unfinished" love story book.

He read it, and his low, hoarse voice echoed in the chariot.

Jinling Xiaoshijun died in the capital of Wei, Qin Ji was furious and attacked with troops.

King Wei and his wife Yan Er were newly married, and before they got close enough, the king was busy dealing with the war.

In the second year, Jiang Dexing, the deputy commander stationed at the border of Qishu, defected and joined forces with the enemy to kill Shen Pingcheng, Duke Dingguo.

The situation in Weiguo is getting worse.

The handsome and strong King Wei has decided to go on a personal expedition. There is a clever and astute Mei Xueyi sitting in Kyoto to coordinate the overall situation, and Queen Wei is worry-free.

Mei Xueyi: "…"

I was just flattering him, but now I'm flattering her. The person who wrote the storybook really knows what to do with the wind.

Moreover, the name of the traitor Jiang Dexing seems to be familiar... Is he one of the ministers who was beaten to the ground by the faint-hearted king under the stage of picking stars?

Gee.

She said lazily, "Your Majesty, continue."

He chuckled lightly, holding on to the roll.

The handsome and powerful Wei has won the first battle, and his morale is high.

The guards were so powerful that they regained lost ground along the way, entered the territory of Jinling, and captured Jiawu Pass, an important town in Jinling!

On that night, Queen Mei Xueyi personally delivered supplies and came to King Wei.

Wei Jinchao, who had just won the battle, saw his beloved wife, who had been thinking about it day and night, appearing in the field of vision while stepping on the sunset. Needless to say, he was agitated.

Xiao Biesheng was newly married, he hugged her by the waist and put her straight into the tub.

Next, it is the mandarin ducks playing in the water with more than a thousand characters.

Mei Xueyi: "…"

Looking up, I saw that Jun Jun was slowly putting down the thread-bound book in his hand and began to undress.

Is he going to draw a scoop like a gourd? !

The corners of Mei Xueyi's mouth twitched slightly, and she subconsciously looked at the open words.

The robe he threw away was brought to the page, and when he turned to the end, Mei Xueyi suddenly caught a glimpse of the words "Flying Fire Sword".

Isn't this... the sect before she was enchanted!

When he was about to take a closer look, the familiar body temperature and breath suddenly hit, the man had stepped into the water, and he took her into his arms.

The sick voice is heartwarming: "Queen, Xiaobie wins the newlyweds."