emperor cold concubine

Chapter 519 Secretly
A dagger that cuts iron like mud, and a small and delicate white jade wine cup.

Qi Lang stood next to the nanmu, the shiny dagger blade slashed lightly, the cold light suddenly appeared, blood was surging, a few drops of blood from the fingertips dripped into the white jade cup, reflecting the bewitching beauty of the crystal bottom of the cup.

The dagger was as clean as ever, without a trace of blood, Qi Lang slowly sheathed the dagger blade, twisted the last fine silver needle that was only as long as a woman's thumb knuckle, and put it into the cup.

Take out a delicate vial with blue and white porcelain patterns, pour some transparent red liquid from it into the cup, mix it with the blood, add some warm water, and stir it gently with a silver needle.

But in a short time, a thin layer of red has been attached to the originally translucent silver needle, a very pure color, not like the thickness of blood, nor like the solidification of vermilion lacquer. At first glance, it seems that the silver needle was originally Red is average.

Always maintaining a calm and composed expression half lying on the bed, quietly watching Qi Lang's every move, until he finished all the movements, Cang Hao raised his eyebrows lightly, "This king never thought that the high priest of Jiuluo His blood is the real key to this secret technique."

Qi Lang sat down on the chair beside the bed, fixed his eyes to find Canghao's Qihai acupoint, inserted the silver needle slowly, and said indifferently: "The people of Jiuluo believe in gods, and as we all know, the priest's hall is the most sacred existence. From the day the priest was born, everything he ate and drank was specially prepared, and all food considered unclean by the gods was forbidden. Therefore, everyone in the world knows that the blood of the high priest of Jiuluo is regarded as the purest blood. "

The silver needle entered the acupuncture point little by little, and the slight pain could be completely ignored. Cang Hao closed his eyes slightly, his expression as calm as snow.

"Although I used to be a high priest respected by everyone, in fact, I don't believe in the existence of gods in this world." Qi Lang said in a leisurely tone, as if he was chatting with a friend, and he didn't realize that he said If the words are heard by other people, how much trouble will arise, "However, even if I don't believe in gods, I have to admit that the blood of the high priest is indeed a good thing. It can prolong life, and it can also be used as medicine for healing. Whether it is really related to the diet I used since I was a child, or because of other reasons, this high priest has personally tested this point, there is no doubt about it.”

Although he is not the real high priest himself, it cannot change the fact that he has the special blood of the high priest.

Cang Hao raised his lips lightly, "No matter what the reason is, even if this blood is really precious and magical, it probably can only end on you - as the last high priest of Jiuluo, no matter whether your identity is true or not, you will It should be a bit of an honor for that.”

In just three or two sentences, it contains many meanings.

Qi Lang's heart sank slightly, and he quietly watched the silver needle completely submerge into the Canghao Sea of ​​Qi, before slowly raising his head, "What do you know?"

His identity as the High Priest was undeniable, no matter whether it was in Jiuluo or anywhere else, no one had really expressed doubts, even when the Priest Temple was destroyed, no one had ever doubted the High Priest.

Xie Changting once said that he was a fake high priest, he listened and laughed, even if he admitted it, he didn't notice any difference.

Empress Ye Qing also seemed to know in her heart that the Bai Qilang at this time was no longer the Bai Qilang at that time, but her clarity was also only manifested in mutual understanding.Perhaps in her heart, she didn't dare to think about returning the soul from the corpse——

After all, even if they believe in gods, not everyone can take such absurd things lightly.

But this time is different.

There seems to be a deeper meaning in Cang Hao's words, not only doubting his identity as a high priest, but also affirming his true identity.

This certainty made Qi Lang a little uneasy, and immediately thought of Su Mo.

If Cang Hao knew that Su Mo himself did not belong to this era, but came from a time and space he was not familiar with, what would he think?
And Cang Hao's secretiveness in his faint smile always makes Qi Lang feel mysterious and awe-inspiring.

Qi Lang has never experienced this feeling for many years.

After thinking for a long time, the time has come, but before he realized it, he slowly raised his head and said hesitantly: "Have you... have you ever investigated the identity of my young master?"

Cang Hao glanced at him, and said lightly: "Of course there are. A woman who can arouse my interest at a glance, I should be somewhat curious about the background and environment in which she grew up, shouldn't I?"

"...It seems to make sense." Qi Lang said this sentence with some difficulty, his expression was unknowingly stained with a little nervousness, "Then...the result of your investigation is...?"

As a result, nothing was found, because Su Mo had no identity or background in this time and space.

But what about after finding nothing?

"Is this very important?" Cang Hao asked lightly.

Nature is important.

Qi Lang silently responded to this sentence in his heart, but said on his mouth: "Uh, it's actually not very important... After all, the young master that His Majesty likes is not her identity..."

"Qi Lang, why are you so nervous?" Cang Hao looked leisurely, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Every mouthful of 'Your Majesty', is it to cover up your guilty conscience, or did you suddenly become so in awe of this king? "

Uh?
Qi Lang stifled for a moment, stared at the suspicious curve of the other's lips silently for a long time, before he was very sure that Cang Hao must have already understood everything in his heart, and these words at this moment were just playing with him.

However, no matter how the other party knew, Qi Lang felt slightly relieved, but it was true.

At least he didn't seem to have an unacceptable or irritated reaction after knowing that Su Mo didn't belong to this era.

That's good.

Turning my head and looking outside, I realized that all the doors and windows are closed, and the moonlight is not bright tonight. Looking out from the inside, I can only see that the outside is dark, and the little stars are only lanterns, candles and night pearls. Effect.

Turning around, Qi Lang said: "How do you feel about your physical condition?"

Cang Hao said indifferently: "There is no problem with freedom of movement."

"That's good." Qi Lang glanced at him, "If your cleanliness isn't very serious, you don't have to take a bath tonight."

Cang Hao didn't comment, just said: "Nanfeng, Nanyun, come in."

Hearing this, Qi Lang knew that it was Cang Hao who was about to put on his clothes and go out.He didn't stop him, stood up and walked to the side, cleaned up the things on the nanmu table, and then went to open all the doors and windows for ventilation.

Nanfeng and Nanyun came in, one of them was holding clothes, the other was carrying a basin of clean water, bowed and saluted: "Master."

(End of this chapter)