Bring your son to chase after your wife, please go home

Chapter 699 When You Cry, I Feel Hurt, Hurt (7)
"fart!"

After living for more than 20 years, it was probably the first time that Pei Jin uttered such rude words.

Fu Qingyun was stunned, only to hear Pei Jin drink another glass of wine and continue: "It is impossible for Ah Jin to agree to serve a husband with someone, even if King Jin explained that it was just a lie that he had no choice but to keep Cui Mo, Ah Jin will never forgive him!"

"Drink less." Fu Qingyun raised his hand and took the wine jar aside to prevent him from continuing to pour it.

"Give me wine!" Pei Jin said forcefully.

Fu Qingyun sat still, asked the servant to come in and hugged the wine jar, and then looked at Pei Jin with quiet eyes, "With King Jin here, Ah Jin will be fine soon, but now I have one thing to think about." Ask you."

Pei Jin seemed to have guessed what he said next, his eyes flickered slightly, and he turned his head and muttered: "I'm very drunk now, my mind is blank, you didn't ask the right time."

Fu Qingyun naturally knew that Pei Jin was pretending, so he didn't answer his words, and asked directly: "How did Pei Yuan die back then?"

From Fu Qingyun's perspective, Pei Jin's body could be seen froze, and then he faltered for a while before laying down on the table and falling asleep.

Shaking his head helplessly, Fu Qingyun stood up, and was about to ask the servants to send Pei Jin back to Guanglinghou's mansion, when Cang Yuan came in from the outside, bringing the cold night wind all over him.

Fu Qingyun paused, "Why did the high priest come back so late?"

"Some things need to be dealt with." Cang Yuan didn't seem to intend to explain too much, and walked in. When he saw Pei Jin who was asleep on the table, he raised his thick eyebrows, "When will the prince of Guangling Marquis come here? Have you been drinking?"

After speaking, he sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose and smelled the aroma of wine in the room. He looked at Fu Qingyun amusedly, "It seems that Caichen just missed the fine wine that has been in the cellar for many years."

"I haven't finished drinking yet." Fu Qingyun smiled awkwardly, "If the high priest wants to drink, I'll send someone to your room later."

Hearing this, Cang Yuan frowned immediately, sat down on the stool beside the table, sniffed the surrounding air again, nodded affirmatively: "In addition to the smell of wine, there is also a slight smell of herbs. I guessed right, Miss Changge came here just now."

Speaking of Baili Changge, Fu Qingyun remembered what Ye Hen said just now, he was terrified, sat down and asked Cang Yuan in a low voice, "There seems to be something wrong with Changge's body."

Cang Yuan's faint eyes seemed to be gently slid by a feather, breaking a little wave, but calm again in a moment.

Since he was wearing a mask and lowered his head, Fu Qingyun did not notice this scene, and he continued: "Changge has forgotten everything in the past, and all she remembers are the memories of another person. If it is just a simple It's nothing more than her amnesia, but when King Jin came to pick her up just now, he said that he wanted to cure Changge. He could only use the blood from the hearts of Yuzhen people who were born in the cloudy year, cloudy moon, cloudy day and cloudy day as medicine, and the high priest walked For so many years in the world, have you ever heard of what kind of disease it is?"

Cang Yuan's faint eyes flickered again, and his slender fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, then shook his head, "I have never heard of it, I have never seen it before."

"This is really strange." Fu Qingyun's heart sank. Could it be that the strange disease that even the high priest didn't know about was some intractable disease mentioned in ancient books?
"However, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can rest assured." Cang Yuan changed his face, and then said with a smile: "Since His Royal Highness Prince Jin said that there is salvation, then there must be salvation."

Fu Qingyun was still a little worried, "Since Miss Cuimo is Yaoyin, her safety is of paramount importance. Can the high priest arrange for me to go to Chuzhou immediately to protect the safety of that woman."

(End of this chapter)