Although the boy in his arms was a man, Huang Beile still felt that this boy was a bit thin compared to other strong men.

Wrapping him in her arms felt like holding a frail woman. He was trembling like a fragile butterfly, which made Huang Beile feel a sense of pity.

"Ah, no, I'm fine." Mu Liunian didn't expect this girl to pay so much attention to him, so he hurriedly denied it, but there was a strange feeling in his heart.

Huang Beile didn't know what the boy in his arms was thinking. Although he denied it, the speed of the horse slowed down.

The wind speed slowed down, and the two people's hair fluttered softly in the air. The two people, one red and one green, rode a black sweaty BMW and ran eastward.[

Inside the palace of Queen Dachen.

At this moment, the figures were shaking, and the imperial doctors came and went, and they all shook their heads and sighed. Although the queen was still breathing, they were unable to save her.

"Get out! Get out! Get out of here, all of you!"

Mu Qinghan angrily waved his sleeves and drove away these imperial doctors. They were really a bunch of useless trash, worse than a teenage girl.

In anger, Mu Qinghan thought of Huang Beile's face again. Although her eyebrows were exposed, she was so beautiful. Her medical skills were so advanced that she could cure the queen's illness with just a few simple strokes. However,

But there was no way she could help them. They were enemies from now on.

"Yu'er, what should I do? I really can't save you this time!" Mu Qinghan looked at the window bed like gold paper and the orchid jade cicada with a look of annoyance on his face.

He was very conflicted. He wanted the secret guards to capture the woman, but he also wanted to let her go.

She obviously died by her own hands, so why did she come back? How could a dead person, even a person without a body, come back to life? It's really funny.

She must not be Song Beile, she must be Yin'er's former friend who came back to avenge her. Even now, Mu Qinghan is still thinking this way in his heart.

"Junior brother, the master is here." At this moment, Wu Lei appeared.

"What? Master! Why did the master come at this time?" Mu Qinghan was a little surprised. His master really had deep eyes and broad eyes.

"Oh, don't ask so many questions. The master is right outside the hall anyway. Let's go out to greet him."

Xuanwu, the elder of Sifang, has a very high status. Even Mu Qinghan, the emperor of Dachen, can treat him with courtesy. What's more, there is a master-disciple relationship between them.

In fact, after Wu Lei knew that Huang Beile had great medical skills, he was afraid that she would ruin his master's important affairs, so he used the Xuanwu Sect's secret sound transmission technique to notify the Xuanwu Sect elders who were thousands of miles away in the first three days.

"Disciple pays homage to the master. The master is truly magical. He arrived at Dachen so quickly." Mu Qinghan and Wu Lei walked out of the palace together. They looked at the old man riding a two-headed flying snake and bowed.

"Well, my disciple is in great trouble now, how can a master have the courtesy to stand by and watch!"

The old man standing on the double-headed flying snake has a gray beard, wears a black Taoist robe, holds a fly whisk in his hand, has a serious expression, especially his pair of dark eyes. Although he gives people the impression of an outsider,

It feels like just one glance at his sharp gaze will make you feel cold all over your body.
Chapter completed!