In the Ganxin Hall, the emperor was covered with a thin layer of frost at this time, and his face was like the snow of the Tianshan Mountains. He sat on the dragon throne, motionless, just like that night, the depths of his eyes were filled with unconcealed pain.,

Yi Kongting held his wrists in both hands, and his energy entered the emperor's body like a flood. Yi Kongting's face became paler at this time, and his body even shivered.

After a long time, the frost on the emperor gradually dissipated, and Yi Kongting finally let go of his hand. He fell down weakly, gasping for breath, and his face was no longer visible.

The emperor stood up with difficulty and stepped forward to help Yi Kongting up, "Lao Yi, how are you?"

Yi Kongting struggled to get up and said tremblingly: "Master, I have nothing to do. What are you...what are you now?"

"This is the third attack." The emperor slowly sat down with the dragon case: "It took sixteen hours to attack, and I felt like my whole body was sealed by ice, unable to move, and the coldness penetrated into my bones." He stared at Yi Kongting and asked, "Lao Yi, have your skills consumed a lot again?"

Yi Kongting smiled bitterly and said, "The old slave is incompetent. The cold disease of the saint is more severe every time. This time, the old slave is more difficult than the previous two times. Now there is less than 20% left." He looked sad, "Master, if you can remove the cold poison from the body for the saint, you will be happy if you exhaust your skills. But... But... But the old slave is incompetent and can only temporarily block the cold poison for the saint." The muscles on his face twitched, "But... But... but after sixteen hours, the cold poison invades again. With the only remaining skills of the saint, I am afraid that I will not be able to overcome the difficulties again. The old slave has already visited the flower hall and found a poison master, but no one has seen such symptoms of the saint, and even... has never heard of it!"

The emperor gently patted Yi Kongting's arm and said warmly: "You have tried your best. I have said a long time ago that since they are determined to take my life, they will never leave me a chance to save themselves."

"If Changde Hou and Princess Xiu were in the palace, with their ability, they would definitely be able to block the next cold poison for the emperor." Yi Kongting said sadly: "It's just that the Marquis is now far away in Qingguo, and the princess is in the Wisteria Valley. Even if she is summoned now, she will definitely not be able to get back within sixteen hours."

The emperor seemed to be unwilling to care about this, waved his hand and asked, "Have those students already made trouble with Han Xuandao?"

Yi Kongting nodded and said, "Now people in the entire capital think that Su Ziwen and the other two were killed by Han Xuandao's men. Although there are many of them, as long as those scholars believe that this matter was done by Han Xuandao, the world will soon spread. Han Xuandao's name of false benevolence and righteousness will also spread throughout the world, and people and gods will be angry. Losing the hearts of scholars means losing the hearts of the people. If the hearts of the people are greatly damaged, Han Xuandao will not be able to survive!"

The emperor sighed softly: "Su Ziwen and the other two encouraged the students to scold Han Xuandao. All three of them were killed suddenly. Then the first murderer that everyone thought of was Han Xuandao." He shook his head and said, "These three are also talented and courageous people. If they were in a peaceful and prosperous era, they would definitely be the pillars of the country... Alas, it's a pity..." He stroked his beard under his chin and said slowly: "I have been thinking about this for a long time. I originally wanted to use this to hit Han Xuandao's arrogance, but... things in the world are unpredictable. This is probably the last time I have fought with Han Xuandao...!"

"Master, you don't have to worry about these things anymore. The most important thing now is your body..." Yi Kongting burst into tears.

The emperor waved his hand and smiled, "Things are destined, so there is no need to worry too much." He paused and said softly, "Lao Yi, I have a few things I have to do now. You promise me that I must do it well!"

"The old slave will be crushed to pieces and will definitely complete the will of the emperor!"

The emperor took out three secret letters from his sleeve and handed them to Yi Kongting: "There are four secret letters here. One is for Han Xuanling, one is for Cao Yin, one is for Zhao Xiqiao, and the other is for Xiu'er. Han Xuanling, Zhao Xiqiao and Cao Yin, you send them to your confidants and submit them in person. As for Xiu'er's part, you set off immediately and go to the Wisteria Valley to give it to Xiu'er in person."

"Master!" Yi Kongting was shocked: "I sent someone to send Princess Xiu's secret letter. At this time, how can I leave you?"

The emperor shook his head and said seriously: "Lao Yi, I am now giving you the last order. If you don't follow it, you will resist the order." Then he sighed softly: "Lao Yi, I have figured out now that the poison of their minds is extremely cruel. The cold poison on my body must have been developed by them. Taking my life is naturally the ultimate goal, but if you give me this poison, there is another plan. Do you understand?"

"The Lord said... I'll deal with the old slave by the way?"

The emperor nodded slightly: "Yes. You have been by my side for so many years and have been hidden. Few people know your martial arts skills. I believe that they are afraid they don't know how powerful you are."

"Then why do you have to deal with the old slave?"

"This is because they are cautious in doing things. Although they don't know the depth of your martial arts, they still set up this trap for the sake of perfection." Emperor Yan's mouth showed a faint smile: "They know that as long as my cold poison attacks, you will always be with me. If you have high martial arts skills, you will definitely help me. However, every time I help me resist the cold poison, I will consume your great energy. With your martial arts cultivation, I can only resist three cold poison attacks for me. Now that your martial arts have gone 80% of your martial arts, this is the result they want!"

Yi Kongting's eyes showed a resentful look, and his voice was sharp: "Master, Han Xuan, my heart is like a poisonous scorpion. I'm going to take the head of someone else!"

Emperor Yan shook his head and sighed, "Lao Yi, why don't you understand? He consumed your energy just to prevent you from assassinating him. He couldn't understand your martial arts, and it was because of this that he was afraid of you. How could you be his opponent now? Han Xuandao is the number one traitor in my dynasty, and I... was defeated in his hands after all." His eyes showed a cold look: "Lao Yi, I'm afraid that he has arranged someone to keep an eye on us. Even if you want to go out of the palace to find Xiu'er, it may not be easy!"

Yi Kongting sternly said: "Master, at this point, the old slave will send these secret letters even if he fights to the death!"

Emperor Yan was silent for a moment and finally said, "I summon Han Xuandao to the palace tonight, and you will leave the palace tonight!" He stretched out his hand, held Yi Kongting's old hand, and said with a gentle voice: "You and I are nominally kings and ministers, but actually close friends. Thanks to you over the years, I have entrusted this last major event to you. I hope God can help me once!"

Yi Kongting knelt on the ground and cried, "The old slave has been following the saint for more than ten years and has been deeply favored by the saint. The old slave vows here. When the old slave completes the saint's command, he will definitely take off Han Xuandao's head!"

Emperor Yan smiled calmly and suddenly took out something from his arms, which was a golden lock.

Gently stroking the golden lock, Emperor Yan's face was full of gentleness. He looked at the bronze crane in the hall, looked around again, and finally said, "Lao Yi, I still remember that when the girl was young, when I was reviewing the memorial here, she hid in the hall, yelling to let me play hide-and-seek with her. Although I know where she was hiding, I deliberately spent a long time looking for it, because I know that the longer I searched for, the happier the girl would be!"

Yi Kongting naturally knew who the emperor's "girl" refers to.

That was Princess Frost who had already "married" from Qingguo.

"The little princess is cute and well-behaved. When she was a child, she liked to follow the emperor." Yi Kongting said softly.

"I miss her very much!" The emperor said softly: "I really miss her. She is alone in Qingguo. I wonder if she has lived well? She sleeps at night and likes to have nightmares. I wonder if she is still like that now?"

Yi Kongting listened to the emperor's gentle tone and burst into tears.

"This is the golden lock that her mother wore when she was born." The emperor gently stroked the golden lock, "She has been wearing it from childhood to adulthood until she got married to Qingguo, and she left me with a thought. I have been with me since that day. When it was late at night, I would take it out and take it out and take it...!" He handed the golden lock to Yi Kongting: "Lao Yi, if you have the chance, go see her and give this golden lock to her. Tell her, I... miss her!"

Yi Kongting trembled and took the golden lock and carefully put it in his arms.

The emperor leaned on the chair weakly, closed his eyes, and said softly: "You go down and prepare first, I want to be alone and calm!"

Yi Kongting slowly stood up, stared at the emperor's pale face, and finally bowed and slowly retreated from Qianxin Palace.

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A spring night is like water.

The imperial garden is already full of spring. Although the flowers are not blooming, the strange grasses in the garden have grown out, and the air is mixed with a fragrant smell, refreshing and intoxicating.

The imperial garden with colorful plants and trees seems extremely quiet tonight.

There is a small pond in the Imperial Garden. The water of the pond is clear and there are golden carp swimming inside. The lights of the big red lanterns shine on the surface of the pond, illuminating the water of the golden carp ripples.

The emperor was wearing a big red dragon robe, a golden crown, and his hands were on his back. He stood by the pool. He tried his best to make his body stand straight, with a clear angular face expressionless.

When he heard the faint sound of footsteps coming from behind, his eyes thundered twice.

The imperial garden is curfew tonight. In the huge imperial garden, there is no palace maid or eunuch or guard. It is empty and empty. Only a generation of emperors from the Great Yan Kingdom are waiting by the pool, waiting for his opponent to play tonight.

A chess game has already been set up in the pavilion not far away.

The footsteps approached, and soon the emperor heard Han Xuandao's voice drilling into his ears: "My dear Han Xuandao, long live my emperor!"
Chapter completed!