The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

Ling Fengshuo and Jiang Weining nodded and then walked out.

For a while, only Jiang Weining and Jiang Weiyu were left in the room.

Before Jiang Weining could speak, Jiang Weiyu asked, "Brother, did your father send you here?"

Jiang Weining stared at him for a moment and asked something different than what he answered: "Wei Yu, tell me the truth. What happened with the forgery of the tiger charm?"

With his words, Jiang Weiyu's expression suddenly changed.

"Didn't your father send you here?"

The originally expectant face suddenly became tense, and Jiang Weiyu looked panicked for a moment.

Jiang Weining saw his emotions and suddenly stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar of his clothes!

"answer my question!"

Jiang Weiyu was startled by him, and his expression suddenly evaded.

Jiang Weining pressed him again: "Are you really stupid enough to forge... forge a tiger charm?"

"How could I!"

Jiang Weiyu seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and then he seemed to suddenly react: "Brother, the emperor came here specifically to question me? If it wasn't for the emperor, how could I dare..."

He lowered his voice suddenly, his eyes darkened.

Then he turned vicious: "Jiang Weijing knows everything, it's him! He was the one who added insult to injury at the critical moment! He deliberately plotted to kill me! Brother Emperor, since you are here, you should know what my father is planning! You must help me!" "

Jiang Weining didn't answer, but suddenly let go.

From the moment he heard about it, he couldn't believe it.

Until now I heard it with my own ears.

The tiger talisman thing is really my father's fault...

He first used this method in an attempt to frame someone...

The father who was always aloof and upright in his memory seemed to cast a shadow in an instant.

Jiang Weining suddenly felt his heart numb.

Jiang Weiyu still continued——

"Jiang Weijing, Ling Fengshuo and other thieves are in the same group! Brother Huang, you..."

"Okay."

Jiang Weining interrupted hoarsely. He already had the answer in his heart and didn't want to hear any more words from him.

"Brother Royal?"

Not understanding what he meant, Jiang Weiyu was stunned for a moment.

"I see."

Jiang Weining murmured.

"Brother Emperor, what do you...know?"

Jiang Weiyu was even more confused.

Jiang Weining turned around and no longer looked at him. He only said: "I will walk with you for a while, and then leave early. As long as you have a better attitude, Feng Shuo and the others will not treat you too badly along the way." , as for when I go back, I will find a way to persuade my father..."

"advise?"

Jiang Weiyu froze, not understanding what his last words meant.

But I already had an ominous premonition in my heart.

Could it be that... the father had already made a decision in his heart and specially sent Jiang Weining to complain about his tone?

Is he going to be abandoned by his father?

but……

But that tiger talisman is clearly the father!

Jiang Weiyu panicked in his heart.

Then he thought of something and froze again.

So what if it was given by my father?

Who would believe him?

Who dares to believe what he says?

If he dares to say another word by then, the matter will turn into not only making the Tiger Talisman privately, but also committing such crimes in a rebellious manner...

Jiang Weiyu's throat tightened, and Jiang Weiyu suddenly felt as if someone had strangled his neck, and his cheeks turned red.

No one can save him.

the other side--

Jiang Weijing and his party had arrived in Songjia Town, which was further away than Philadelphia.

Perhaps because the weather was getting colder, Jiang Weijing's legs suffered more frequent attacks along the way than when he left. Every three or four days, he would feel a faint tingling sensation.

When he arrived at Songjia Town, his attack became even more severe.

His whole face turned pale with pain, and even his lips were bleeding.

A Yuan and Wu Feng didn't dare to go any further, so they hurriedly found a quiet inn to settle down. They applied hot compresses and massages to him, and then they managed to stop the pain.

As for the massage technique, Qin Rumeng's is naturally the best.

The quiet room was filled with medicinal fragrance.

Jiang Weijing was half leaning against the bed, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and his face was pale. He didn't know whether he fell asleep from exhaustion or passed out from pain.

Qin Rumeng was still sitting on the stool beside the bed, massaging him carefully.

She has not rested for an hour.

"Miss Qin..."

A Yuan handed over a clean handkerchief. Qin Rumeng smiled, took it with one hand, and wiped the sweat from his head.

Then he heard A Yuan advise: "Let's rest for a while. The prince is already asleep. When he wakes up, he should be fine..."

"Not yet."

Qin Rumeng shook his head.

The nerves in her subordinate Jiang Weijing's legs were still beating intermittently and had not yet calmed down.

She couldn't understand the feeling, but she knew her massage could provide him with relief.

Even if it allows him to sleep a little longer.

"Hey...thank you Miss Qin then."

A Yuan naturally hoped that Jiang Weijing could have a good rest. He thanked her and didn't refuse anymore. He sat down and watched her continue to massage Jiang Weijing. He didn't know how long it took before he actually fell asleep.

When Jiang Weijing woke up, what he saw was the scene of two people in the room sleeping soundly.

A Yuan leaned on the table and slept unsteadily.

There is still one……

He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the person lying next to him.

Qin Rumeng's sleeping style was much better than A Yuan's.

One of his hands was placed under the side of his face, facing Jiang Weijing's direction, while the other hand was still on his leg.

Looking carefully, the wrists of both hands were slightly red and swollen.

It seems to be caused by continuous exertion.

How long had she been massaging him?

Thinking that she might not have stopped during the few hours he fell asleep, Jiang Weijing frowned without even noticing.

Then he saw the person in front of him move slightly, shrinking as if he was afraid of the cold.

With his eyes flickering for a moment, Jiang Weijing casually picked up a jade button from his waist and threw it in A Yuan's direction!

"Oh!"

A Yuan woke up instantly and almost fell off the stool. Just as he was about to speak, he felt Jiang Weijing's cold gaze and subconsciously closed his mouth, then looked towards the bed in surprise.

"Why did Miss Qin fall asleep?"

He lowered his voice subconsciously, and then hurriedly said: "I'll wake you up right now..."

Before he finished speaking, I didn't know if it was an illusion, but I suddenly felt that Jiang Weijing's face became darker.

A Yuan stopped talking by instinct, and looking at Jiang Weijing's face, he suddenly felt blessed.

Doesn't the prince want to...?

Rolling his eyes, A Yuan tentatively said: "Miss Qin doesn't seem to have slept well these days. It's rare that she is asleep now. How about... why don't you wake me up? I'll go guard outside. If the prince has anything, Just call me a slave if you want to do something?"

Jiang Weijing's eyes flickered for a moment, but he said nothing and his face remained tense.

But A Yuan knew.

Jiang Weijing agreed without directly speaking out.

"cough."

With a slight cough, he hurriedly backed out. He couldn't help but chuckle until he closed the door.

"Why did you come out? Is the prince feeling better?"

Wufeng was keeping watch outside and came over when he heard the noise.

"Shh..."

A Yuan signaled him to be silent and quickly pulled him away.