The leader is merciful, spare the life of the pavilion master

After returning to the backyard of the restaurant, Song Junchen discovered that Xue Ce was injured.

He was wearing dark clothes, with a lot of other people's blood stained on his body, and he couldn't tell, and he didn't want to cry out for pain. He went back to the room like a normal person, and then he unbuttoned his clothes and frowned at the wound on his abdomen.

What Dugu Xun used was an iron chain, although it was not as thick as a stool leg, but with his deep internal strength, the power was comparable to that of a boulder. When this chain went down, a large part of his abdomen was already bloody, but fortunately, the wound was not deep .

While Xue Ce was applying medicine to himself, Song Junchen came in with food.

"Are you injured?" Song Junchen's heart tightened, he threw the dish on the table, and hurried to check how serious the injury was.

What came into view was a large bloody scar, with blood oozing out little by little, which was very frightening.

"I'll call you a doctor." Song Junchen's eyes were red, and he was about to run out to call someone, but Xue Ce grabbed him.

"Flesh wounds, it's okay." Seeing the other party's appearance of crying, Xue Ce laughed out loud himself.

"You're still laughing!" Song Junchen glared at him, wiped his eyes, and immediately squatted down to help him treat the wound seriously.

"You are obviously the second strongest, why can't you beat the fourth..." Song Junchen muttered dissatisfiedly, but his movements were very careful.

"I've done it." Xue Ce said seriously.He did fight and kill the opponent.

"It's just a narrow victory." Song Junchen pouted.

"I want to take his life, and he will naturally do his best."

"I don't care, you are not allowed to get hurt again in the future." Song Junchen was like a little daughter-in-law at this time, speaking willfully, and he seemed to be two people with the one who was on Guo Zui Mountain during the day.

Xue Ce looked at Song Junchen who was squatting on the ground with an aggrieved face, the corners of his mouth could not be restrained, and when he leaned over to kiss that little mouth that was pouting because of unhappiness, he forgot that he was injured in his abdomen. He sucked in a breath of cold air in pain.

"Don't move!" Song Junchen raised his eyes and glared at him, then lowered his head and continued to work.

He kind of wants to play with an injury every day.

On the second day, it was rare for Song Junchen to get up earlier than Xue Ce, took breakfast and went back to the room, and sat there with his head propped up.

Xue Ce spent too much energy yesterday, so he slept for a while, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Song Junchen staring at him.

"You're awake!" He jumped over happily, and then handed a white porcelain bowl to Xue Ce's mouth, "Drink the porridge."

Xue Ce also took it happily, but he was unhappy after the first sip.

"What's this?"

"Sihong Blood Congee, you bled yesterday, you must make up for it quickly."

Xue Ce looked at the thing in his hand that was as black as the bottom of a pot, but he couldn't find where the red was after searching for a long time.

Seeing that he was carefully observing the bowl of porridge, Song Junchen said proudly, "Sihong is peanuts, red beans, purple rice and red dates. I cooked it myself in the morning. How about it? I'm good."

Xue Ce focused on hearing the words "I personally boiled it", and the moment of joy was followed by sadness.

"This is a restaurant."

"Yes, Quanweilou."

"The restaurant sells porridge."

"If you sell it with water, you can rest assured that you can make it yourself."

"Porridge is meant to be mixed with water."

"Are you drinking or not?" Song Junchen glared at him.

"..." Xue Ce silently pinched his nose and swallowed it in one gulp.

Song Junchen happily took over the empty bowl, and brought tea and bowls in a bouncing manner, "Rinse your mouth."

Xue Ce has received an amnesty.

The news that the two suzerains of Xuanpuzong and Suguanzong died in Guo Zuishan quickly spread throughout the Jianghu.

The world was shocked, the two sects were deeply saddened, and only the Tianlan sect was furious.

Because Xuan Puzong broke up with him inexplicably, the reason was that the new suzerain took office and didn't like Tianlan.

Immediately afterwards, Su Guanzong also became colder with himself, and the reason was also that the new suzerain took office and did not like Tianlan.

Who did Tianlanzong provoke?

The funeral affairs of the two suzerains were very lively, people from the Tianlan sect went to express their condolences but were turned away. Since then, there have been rumors of the collapse of the three sects.

Xiao Lingmen, the joint venture of the three sects, was also on the verge of collapse, and Jinquege took the opportunity to fight back, turning passive into active, which became the last straw that broke the camel's back, and Xiao Lingmen disbanded.

Although the three sects hadn't completely disappeared, at least now that the enemy was at their weakest, they would naturally take advantage of it.

The emperor had also received Xin Yan's tearful letter a long time ago, and immediately issued a secret decree, which was handed over to Song Junchen, the master of the Jinque Pavilion.

Song Junchen curled his lips in disdain, this cowardly emperor is quite good at taking advantage of people, he has no military power in his hands, he dare not confront the prime ministers and the three sects head-on, so he let the people of the rivers and lakes follow the rules of the rivers and lakes. A word is reaping the benefits.

Who cares about his reward.

But having said that, the emperor's handbook is still very useful. Xue and Song took this golden silk with dragons on it, and started to woo sects around quietly. They almost agreed with each other. The day to give San Zong a surprise is getting closer.

Half a month later, Xue and Song colluded with the emperor, attacking the three sects on one side, and dismissing the prime minister on the other side, the cooperation was perfect and perfect.

Since then, the reputation of the Yuanlong Sect has also recovered, and the Golden Sparrow Pavilion has become even more prosperous.

But Song Junchen was having a headache at this moment.

"Can I not go?" Song Junchen lay listlessly on the table, not looking at the person at the door.

"It's nothing to say about our family, Pavilion Master Song, don't want to resist the order." Eunuch Bao at the door also looked embarrassed.He ran all the way to find this place non-stop, and persuaded him all morning, but the other party showed no intention of cooperating at all.

Xue Ce looked at Song Junchen who was lying on the table, walked over and bent down and asked softly, "Why do you not want to go so much?"

Xue Ce had already guessed a little bit in his heart, after all, the man in the dragon robe in the palace was Song Junchen's son who killed his father and enemy.

Song Junchen raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Because my butt hurts."

"..."

Xue Ce walked to the door, his tall body blocked Eunuch Bao's sight, and he slammed the door shut without saying a word.

Eunuch Bao, who has always been in the palace, did not expect to be rejected in such an ordinary inn. This is the biggest challenge to him in history.

So Eunuch Bao also stayed in this inn.

"Pavilion Master Song, are you eating?"

"Master Xue, how about practicing sword?"

"Pavilion Master Song, there is a word in this imperial decree that our family doesn't know, help our family to read it?"

"Master Xue, we can't find a knife for peeling apples, can I borrow your sword for a while?"

"..."

The biggest problem is that this father-in-law always comes to knock on the door in the middle of the night, saying he wants to ask what time it is.

Even when the two are doing strenuous exercise on the bed, Eunuch Bao's voice will sound at the right time.

Because he likes to chant poems when he overhears excitement.

Xue Ce had already raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at Eunuch Bao. Song Junchen was still sensible, so he pressed his hand and said it was necessary. After all, Eunuch Bao belonged to the emperor.

In the end, the two were forced to have no choice but to accept the imperial decree, and went to see the emperor dressed up and dressed up.

Following Eunuch Bao, he turned one turn after another in the palace, looking at the familiar high red wall, Song Junchen couldn't help sighing.

When he was a child, he used to bring the late emperor's dispensation, and often came to the palace to play with the princes. It was a good time, and he didn't have to fight like now.

Seeing Song Junchen's preoccupied face, Xue Ce gently squeezed his hand.

The two smiled at each other.

Eunuch Bao finally arrived at the place, which was a promenade in the garden, a row of court ladies and eunuchs stood on both sides, their heads bowed down like sculptures, motionless.

There were all kinds of pastries and fruits on the stone table. Normally, Song Junchen would have taken them and stuffed them into his mouth without any hesitation, but today he lost his appetite, and sat there obediently, staring at the sky blue sleeves in a daze.

Xue Ce was about to reach out and rub the opponent's head, but he heard a shrill voice shout: "The emperor is here!"

Song Junchen was shocked.

A pair of yellow boots stood beside the stone table, Xue Ce pulled Song Junchen to stand up, saluted and said, "See Your Majesty."

He didn't kneel and kowtow, but used the fist-cup salute on the rivers and lakes.He also didn't report his name, because Song Junchen didn't want to report it.

"You two lovers don't need to be too polite, just sit down and talk." A calm male voice sounded, neither old nor childish.

Song Junchen's head was always buried.

"Pavilion Master Song has foresight and foresight at a young age, Master Xue has extraordinary skills and can defeat a hundred with one enemy. It is my great fortune to have the help of two lovers." What the emperor said sounded very pleasant at first glance, but in fact they were all flattering routines .

"The two lovers have made such great contributions. I also said that there will be great rewards. I don't know what kind of rewards do you want?"

After the emperor's voice fell, he fell into silence.

Xue Ce naturally wouldn't deal with this kind of situation, he didn't say anything if he could. Song Junchen was absent-minded now, even if he could say it, he didn't want to say it, so the atmosphere fell into a momentary embarrassment.

"Ahem, it seems that the two lovers haven't made up their minds yet," the emperor cleared his throat after drinking tea and saw that the two were still silent, "But Pavilion Master Song, why do you keep your head buried? Is it ugly?"

"The dragon aura on the emperor's body is too scorching, the grass people dare not look up." Song Junchen whispered.

"..." This kind of words may still be useful to deceive children.

"I order you to raise your head." The emperor's voice was not angry but majestic.

Song Junchen hesitated for two seconds, knowing that he couldn't hide, so he slowly raised his head to look at the emperor in bright yellow.

The palace is well maintained, and the emperor's face is still the same as it was six years ago.

The emperor looked at Song Junchen's face and felt familiar, so he looked at it carefully for a while.

Xue Ce looked at the way the two looked at each other, feeling secretly unhappy, wondering if he should try the crime of regicide.

In fact, Song Junchen considered the disguise technique, but often before meeting the emperor, the maids and eunuchs would throw you into the bathtub and brush you inside and out three times, and the disguise technique would be easily washed off.

He even considered sex, but it was too disgusting to think about it.

Then see him like this, presumably after six years, he probably doesn't remember his appearance either.

But the emperor let him down in the next second.

"You are Song Shiming." The emperor looked like he finally remembered.

Song Shiming, the youngest son of General Song Yan, should have died six years ago when he was executed by the whole family.

"The emperor admitted the wrong person. I am Song Junchen." Song Junchen planned to be a dead duck with a hard mouth.

"I still remember your mole." The emperor stretched out his hand and tapped Song Junchen's eyebrows lightly, that pale finger seemed to expose the other party's lie.

Xue Ce raised his eyebrows and looked at the emperor's finger, thinking that it would be fine to cut off one.

Song Junchen looked like a deflated balloon, "Yes, it's me."

"I thought you died six years ago, and I specially burned the paper for you. I don't know if you received it."

"...I'm not dead." How would I know if I hadn't received the paper money if I wasn't dead.

"It's troublesome if you don't die, you are the crime of deceiving the king."

"The reward that the emperor gave me this time, can you grant me innocence?"

"Why are you so smart?" the emperor said happily.

Yes, smart, but he didn't get any benefits after working for a long time.

The emperor turned his head to look at Xue Ce again and said, "Has Xue Aiqing made up her mind, what do you want?"

Xue Ce looked at Song Junchen, and Song Junchen also looked at him and winked at him.

Xue Ce looked at the shape of his mouth for a long time before he understood it, then raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Rebuild the Yuanlong Sect."

Xue and Song had the same idea.

"That's natural," the emperor nodded, "I will issue an order to let the local government help you rebuild."

"Thank you, Lord Long En." These four words popped out of Xue Ce's mouth unnaturally.

Song Junchen curled his lips, the emperor became more and more cunning, he didn't give anything, on the contrary he seemed to give everything.

"The hour is almost over, the two lovers stay here for lunch."

Now that they all recognized their identities, Song Junchen naturally had nothing to worry about, so he agreed immediately, and stayed with Xue Ce in the palace for another two hours.

The emperor is still as talkative as ever.Song Junchen thought to himself.

"I didn't expect Song Qing to become the owner of the Golden Sparrow Pavilion. I wonder if the Golden Sparrow Pavilion can serve the court and be used by this court?"

"Xue Qing's martial arts are world-renowned. I wonder if you are interested in being the sect leader and my personal bodyguard at the same time?"

"..."

Fortunately, the emperor's last sentence was quite pleasant:

"The two mistresses agree with each other, do you want me to give you a marriage?"

Their eyes lit up, and they shouted four words with the loudest voice:

"Thank you Lord Ron!"