Chapter 1306 The Paranoid Emperor: Shall We Go to Hell Together? (7)

She took a deep breath, her eyebrows trembled slightly, and she slowly walked towards the imperial study without responding to any words.

For some things, if you don't try to take the first step, you will be in a prison like an endless cycle for the rest of your life, and you will never be able to get out.

The air in the imperial study room was filled with a light scent of musk. It was very light, but very comfortable.

Feng Sizui stood in front of the east wall with his back to her. Looking at the scroll on the wall, the person on the scroll is blindfolded, with a few simple strokes, and his appearance cannot be clearly seen.

Next to the painting is a desk, and there is a voodoo on the table. The voodoo is the size of a bowl, and the surrounding lines are slightly sinister.

Luo Qingchen raised her eyes, walked slowly in his direction, stopped three meters away, bowed in salute and said, "I, my concubine, pay your respects to the Emperor."

"Concubine?" Feng Sizui sneered, and the moment she turned her eyes, her heart suddenly trembled.

His face looked a little pale, but his angular features were so beautiful, and his face was as carved as jade, but it carried an indifference that could repel people thousands of miles away.

"Didn't you call yourself Qing'er before?" The curve of the corners of his lips became wider and wider, and there was a faint bloodshot in his bottomless eyes.

For some reason, I always feel an inexplicable sense of oppression when I walk into this room.

This feeling of oppression does not seem to come from Feng Sizui, but from something else.

And the feeling Feng Sizui gave her was extremely terrifying...

"I heard from Eunuch Li that the emperor has been having nightmares recently." She bit her lip gently, walked up step by step, handed the soup in her hand to him and said, "Drink this, it will be good for your body."

She did this because so far she didn't know what kind of poison Feng Sizui was poisoned with or where to find the antidote.

All she knew was that his illness could not be delayed. In the memory of the original owner, even if the dagger did not pierce his heart so tragically, his physical condition would not be long.

Systemic medicine can make his body at least as good as that of a normal person, without being so weak and uncomfortable.

As for poison, what did the system say?

【The trouble should end it! 】The system spread its non-existent hand, indicating that the host's memory is very bad!

"Is it good for the body?" Feng Sizui suddenly took a step forward and stopped only a few centimeters away from her. A pair of sword eyes stared at her with full of hatred: "Luo Qingchen, what else do you want to do?"

What else does she want from him? The pain she has caused him is enough to tear him apart for the rest of his life! She still wants to... what do she want from him?

If she really poisoned him, how was she going to get out.

Haha...how ridiculous! In the face of ninety-nine percent poison, deep down in his heart he still couldn't bear to let her die...

For some reason, even though he knew that Feng Sizui said such words because his heart was filled with hatred, he still felt a suffocation in his chest unconsciously.

It’s really…a little uncomfortable!

The next second, she pursed her lips slightly and raised her eyebrows slightly. A pair of clear eyes looked into his eyes without hesitation and said, "What tricks do you want to play? Your Majesty will know after drinking it."

"I really can't imagine that you want anything else besides wanting me to die!" As soon as the sound fell, he seemed to suddenly realize, and he curled up his lips in a self-deprecating way: "Oh! I almost forgot, you still want to I want Feng Xingyue!”

In fact, when he said these words himself, she suddenly felt a little aggrieved, inexplicably aggrieved.

Instantly, she raised her eyes and said, "Your Majesty, do you want to drink or not?"