Dressed in ancient times to be a master of women's clothing

Pick it up immediately, and decoct it together with the medicinal materials you found before. I don't know if it is a psychological effect. The moment the medicinal juice entered his throat, Song Yu's whole heart relaxed.Then look at the inner mansion, the dantian and the heart and spleen, which appear more smooth and comfortable.

It stands to reason that after detoxification, Song Yu could run away directly, but because of the wedding in the palace, there are many guests today, and there are many more guards, and you must have an invitation to enter and exit, except for the one that Nightingale took him to walk just now. Other than the road, someone will appear at any time.

Song Yu decided not to act rashly anymore, and walked back obediently.

The bride's running around scared a group of people to death, and when they saw Song Yu returning without incident, they breathed a sigh of relief as if they had been pardoned, and sent him to the groom's side.

Yin Fan stared at Song Yu's figure and whispered, "I thought you escaped marriage."

Song Yu's expression under the hijab was very rich, and he did not deny that he had this idea, "If I really escaped marriage, wouldn't you be ashamed?"

"It's always been like this, and it's not bad for you this time." Yin Fan's answer made Song Yu unpredictable. Is this encouraging him to escape marriage?Or are you just joking and complaining about yourself?

"I really don't mind?"

"As long as you can escape." This sentence was like a small thunderbolt between the two of them. They had different thoughts and did not say another word.

The complexity of ancient weddings, Song Yu didn't understand the process at all, but he just followed what others said.Obediently holding a red ribbon, and Yin Fan at the other end, the two newlyweds approached each other and bowed to each other, completing the ceremony that symbolized the knot.

It's just that on this day of great joy, the state of the two newcomers seemed a little weird, and there was no sadness or joy.

By the time Song Yu sat in the new room to rest, it was already completely dark, and Yin Fan also made a routine toast, returned to the room, stood in front of Song Yu, and tightened his hands hanging on both sides, as if wanting to challenge him. The look of hijab.

Song Yu was a little annoyed, so he just lifted it up by himself.

A pair of radiant eyes caught people's attention, and the beautiful appearance at close range made Yin Fan subconsciously look away, and after a while, he lightly put his gaze on him, as if staring at him directly is like A kind of blasphemy.

The quiet wedding room and the banquet hall are two completely different scenes. The wedding banquet is lively and lively, with fragrant clothes clouding the temples and brightly lit lights. The guests are all relatives of the emperor and dignitaries.

It's not necessarily that they really came here to celebrate the new couple, but more, they took this opportunity to get in touch with the new couple's father, King Fusui, which is no different from a false banquet in the officialdom.

Yin Huaiyu, who was supposed to be one of the distinguished guests, did not appear for a long time. When the end came, the queen, who had been holding a graceful and luxurious posture, couldn't hold back her face. She blamed her own son several times in her heart. I don't know what kind of tricks he is playing Crazy, but helpless.

Yin Huaiyu, who was being missed, just woke up from the cold uterus, with a splitting headache, Liu Hanshan had disappeared, and the surroundings were restored by the servants to be almost the same as the original womb, as if yesterday was just a scene of anger and helplessness empty dream.

The five senses slowly recovered, and the festive music and the voice of Yan Yan, who was talking and laughing from the guests, came faintly, and a thought came to him suddenly—yes, today is the wedding day of his Yu'er and Yin Fan.

It was already late at night, and the guests had left one after another. It was time for the couple to enter the bridal chamber.Yin Huaiyu gritted his teeth and slapped the table, and everything around him immediately fell apart.Although Liu Hanshan said to hold his breath, he couldn't imagine any scene of the wedding night between the two of them.

This figure flashed across like lightning, rushing towards the wedding room with murderous intent—even if it was to snatch a marriage, he has always been so reckless, if he does nothing today, then he will regret it for the rest of his life in the future.

The good day has arrived, the candles in the wedding room are flickering, and the red light is shining, and the couple have already looked at each other enough to have a cup of tea.

Song Yu, who was sitting in the curtain, pinched the corner of his clothes nervously, logically speaking, they were going to be husband and wife.

But he knew that if he was unwilling, Yin Fan would not be the one who would force him.

So he planned to drug Yin Fan while the two were asleep, and use this sufficient time to make plans to leave tonight.

However, to his surprise, Yin Fan drugged him earlier than himself.

A white jade jug and a pair of wine glasses have been prepared in front of the table. Sitting in a wheelchair, Yin Fan nonchalantly fiddled with the mechanism and came to the table. Using his body to block Song Yu's sight, he poured medicine into one of the glasses of wine. .

Song Yu took it without noticing, and had some doubts: "Do you really want to drink?" He only felt that the two of them knew each other well, and they were alone at this moment, so they didn't need to do these fake tricks to deceive themselves.

Yin Fan lowered his eyes, responded softly, and leaned in front of him, making a gesture of drinking with him.

The distance between the two is very close, and the scent of medicine on Yin Fan's body blends with the scent of powder and flowers on Song Yu's body, which is also quite harmonious.

After drinking this glass of wine, Song Yu stared at Yin Fan and understood why he wanted to drink this glass of wine with him.

If it was someone else, it would take a while for him to faint completely, but his body has been immune to it after taking many kinds of precious herbs, just like it was immune to the incense that those two killers gave him before.

Moreover, this small glass of wine also made him enlightened.Just because he was familiar with the properties of the medicine, he vaguely felt the ingredients in it, which were very close to the Mixiang that time. It is certain that the two killers and Yin Fan must be related.

Although Yin Fan behaved calmly and still looked like the frail Pian Pian, in Song Yu's eyes, he was becoming more and more strange and unfathomable.

He was really curious about Yin Fan's tricks, so he pretended to be Chinese medicine, lay down on the table in a perfect posture, covered up with the loose hair on his forehead, and opened his eyes quietly.

He saw through his blurred vision——Yin Fan in the wheelchair stood up steadily and walked towards him step by step.

Song Yu's heart set off a huge wave, and his mind became chaotic, and he found that the conspiracy he thought he knew was bigger than he imagined.

I don't know what Yin Fan's plan was, and he didn't make any obvious moves, just sat down beside him slowly.

The pale man really looked like he was treating his newlywed wife. He gently brushed away the hair from Song Yu's ear, and stroked his cheek. The gentle rubbing force of his fingertips made Song Yu shudder.

"If you weren't Song Yuyun, how wonderful it would be, I will really fall in love with you."

Although we haven't been together for long, Song Yu can't say how kind he is to him, but for people who don't see the sun all year round, this ray of light is already as warm as the whole sun, and there is a little warmth in the empty heart. Heat, you can't help feeling nostalgic.

"Unfortunately, you are Song Yuyun, so you are destined to only be a pawn on my way."

After unexpectedly receiving a confession that wasn't really a confession, Song Yu immediately felt a strong sense of danger. Truth cried and shouted to explain, he is really not Song Yuyun! !Don't let him take the blame! !

Yin Fan narrowed his eyes, and in the midst of lightning and thunder, he stroked his hand a little on the back of Song Yu's neck. Song Yu opened his eyes suddenly, unable to move his limbs. It seemed that he had just realized that he was faking fainting. .

Feeling tense and apprehensive like never before, Song Yu had tears in his eyes. He had just detoxified for a long time, and finally enjoyed the taste of freedom. Why did he encounter such a shitty thing again?The point was pressed quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, and the back of his neck still hurts a lot, why didn't he see that Yin Fan still had this ability before.

"This coma drug really doesn't work for you."

Yin Fan was not surprised at all, because when the surviving killer came back to report last time, he had already guessed this possibility.But this coma medicine is already the most common and has no side effects. If you use a strong medicine, it may hurt this person. He thought about it, but it was still useless.

Now that the veil of disguise has been lifted, Song Yu asked straight to the point: "Last time, did you send someone to kill me? What is your relationship with them? Why did you do this?"

Faced with a series of questions, Yin Fan calmly met his guarded eyes, embraced the immobile man affectionately, carefully looked at his neck, and gestured where to start.

"Well, I sent it. You don't need to know much, and soon you won't be curious."

Lying in Yin Fan's warm embrace filled with a faint fragrance, Song Yu's body shivered uncontrollably, as if it was the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, and the chill went straight to the bottom of his heart.