There is a dragon

27

The sky was so overcast that it was impossible to tell day or night.Occasionally a flash of lightning flashed across, and the fast-falling rain reflected a fleeting white light.

There are circles of ripples on the surface of Yingyue Lake, and the tortoise sinks to the bottom of the lake and does not show up all day long.

The heavy rain was blowing in from the window with the wind, and the thin gauze curtain by the window was blown wildly by the wind.The rainwater outside gathered into a river and turned into a torrent of water.There was no water leakage in the Zhaixing Tower, and the glazed lamp was lit early in the morning. Under the bright candle flame was a crystal-clear and shiny lamp holder, and the water-like ice cap was swaying inside.

An urgent letter came from the palace people around Empress Dowager He. The emperor fainted for no reason in the Yizheng Hall, and the entire imperial hospital was still helpless.Ling received the letter, nodded to show that he knew, and signaled that he would rush over after packing up.

Turning around to order Nan Dou to see off the guests, he caught a glimpse of the palace servant still standing there with evasive eyes, looking left and right, Ling Ze stopped and asked, "But is there any order from the Empress Dowager?"

The palace man paused, walked around Nan Dou and walked to Lingze, and said in a low voice: "The queen mother asked the national teacher, when will King Chu come to Beijing, and what's the matter with your majesty's illness?"

Jokingly raised one eyebrow, Ling Ze chuckled and said, "I haven't seen anyone yet, how can Ling Ze know how your majesty is sick?"

The palace man muttered: "Isn't the national teacher good at fortune-telling? Let's do the math..."

Lingze's tone was neither salty nor weak: "Lingze is not good at learning, so he can't calculate it." He beckoned, and Nan Dou, who was left behind, immediately understood, and hurriedly asked the palace servants to leave.

When Nan Dou came back after sending the man off, he saw Ling Ze sitting on a chair and leaning against the table, and asked puzzledly, "My lord, aren't we going to see a doctor for His Majesty?"

"Wait a little longer." Ling Ze looked out, "Wait for a letter from the King of Chu before going. Your Majesty's illness is still bearable."

Nan Dou nodded half-understanding: "Then what should I do?"

The white and slender fingers touched the table, and the nails on the fingertips gave off a beautiful and lustrous luster. Ling Ze suddenly turned his face, his eyes were as black as obsidian under the candlelight, and the inside of his pupils reflected the light of a glass lamp.

Nan Dou froze suddenly, not knowing how to react.

"These days, Uncle Qing is dying again, and you have worked hard. You have been busy, so you don't have to follow this time." Ling Ze didn't notice it, and told him, "When I leave, you should rest well. , I won’t be coming back tonight, I’ll be on guard at His Majesty’s side.”

"This...isn't that bad?"

"It's nothing bad." Ling got up and walked up, "You won't be able to help you if you go, it's better to stay here and guard, besides——"

He suddenly laughed twice, with a bit of recklessness in his clarity: "You are too young, you will be washed away by strong rain and strong wind."

"Huh?" Nan Dou opened his mouth wide in astonishment, "My lord, you...you..." Was he being molested by the lord?

He still wanted to catch up and say something, but Master Shi Shiran had already left, and he couldn't see a piece of his sleeve.

"Tuk-tuk--" In the wind and rain, a bird shadow flapped its wings and flew straight forward, passing the residential and official houses with green tiles and red walls, and stopped on the Zhaixing Building in the northwest.

The window on the eighth floor was opened a crack, and the gears in the abdomen of the wooden bird stopped spinning, its wings stood upright, and it glides from high to low, flying into the building for picking stars.

Ling grabbed the wooden bird, took out the letter from it, and quickly threw it into the alchemy furnace after reading it, letting the furnace fire turn it into fly ash.

There was a small table inside the alchemy room on the eighth floor, and quickly wrote the reply and put it in the belly of the wooden bird, and the spirit took out several pill bottles on the shelf.One bottle belongs to King Chu, and the other bottle is for King Jin as a spare, lest he have another attack.There is also Empress Dowager He, the weather is getting colder, eating Shenxian powder as a snack is too expensive.

After counting, put Ye Xizhou's bottle into the wooden bird, Ling Ze's eyes flicked across the bottles on the shelf, and finally fixed on a small red bottle in the corner.

Fingers across it, the little red bottle is covered with ice cracks, cold to the bone, just one grain can be fatal.

Do you want to take it?

Picking it up and putting it down, Ling hesitated.

The wooden bird that had just been released hit the window lattice, got stuck and couldn't fly, and made an anxious voice: "Tuk-tuk--"

Ling suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly took out the pills in the little red bottle, took out the stuck part for the wooden bird, closed the door and window, and went down the stairs.

Nan Dou stood at the door on the fourth floor and waited for him to come down: "My lord, are you leaving?"

"What? What else?"

The wind and rain are getting stronger and stronger, and a little wind breaks into the Star Picking Tower, blowing the candles to flicker.

Nan Dou is still young, but it's not that he doesn't know what's going on, he faintly felt that something big was about to happen, he rubbed his hands together nervously: "My lord, after you come back, we'll be... all right?"

"What's good??" Ling Ze patted his head, "Don't think too much, go to sleep quickly, after sleeping, the sky will be fine."

"Tianqing?" Nan Dou's heart was about to jump into his throat when he remembered that the Master of the State Teacher had said that he was going to pay respects to the old State Teacher. "My lord, is it true that your Majesty wants to...or can't it?"

When Ye Jingshu was in good health, the illness came on suddenly, and he collapsed as soon as he said it. In addition, the master of the state who can calculate divination suddenly said such profound words, which made Nan Dou think more.His Majesty has been on the throne for nearly a year, and the master of the country is about to change?

"It's not something you can say. Misfortune comes out of your mouth, so don't talk nonsense in the future! Otherwise, I won't be able to protect you!"

Master Guoshi spoke harshly, but his tone was freehand and relaxed. Nandou Xiaoji pecked at the rice and said yes frequently.

"And Uncle Qing—" Ling Ze changed the topic, "If His Majesty is in danger, I won't come back. You take care of him. The rain will stop soon, and Uncle Qing's legs and feet will be healed. Will be free."

Before Nan Dou could answer, Uncle Qing, who had been lying in bed before, got up and nodded his head in understanding.

"Hey, I got it." Nan Dou responded, turned around and complained, "Uncle Qing, why are you getting up again, it's easy to fall."

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Suburbs of Beijing.

The stagnant water was turbid, submerging half of the calf, and the wind and rain were heavy. The big trees planted at the door for shade and shade were blown crooked, and the roots bulged, bringing out sand.The threshold has already been raised several times to prevent flooding and frighten the nobles inside.

The heavy rain was like beans hitting his head. Chen Yiyi's trousers sleeves were rolled up, and his hair was tied into a strand, which was wet by the rain, clinging to his scalp, dripping down.

The sky and the ground are full of water, the stagnant water is rolling, and it is difficult to walk, but his movements are not at all stagnant. When he raised the knife and dropped it, a silver light flashed between his fingers. Down.

Blood gurgled from the abdomen, mixed in the stagnant water, and the stench was unstoppable.

He looked down at the fallen man, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth: "Is there anyone else?"

The raindrops fell on his eyelashes, sparkling brightly, and the scholar-like young man's robe was already stained red with blood. He slowly approached the fallen man, bent slightly, and stretched out his hand to pull out the knife stuck in his abdomen. .

"Ugh—" The pain nearly crushed his teeth.

Chen Yiyi's movements were too fast just now, coupled with the heavy rain, he couldn't see what Chen Yiyi's knife looked like at all.

"You're going to die." Chen Yiyi said, and stabbed down without hesitation, turning slowly, stirring the flesh and blood inside.

The knife in his hand is not long and can be held in one hand. The knife head is sharp, the blade body has fine teeth, and the rotation is sharp.

The internal organs were dragged and pulled, and his whole body was immersed in the water. In a trance, he seemed to see the young man bring out all the pieces of meat in his abdomen.

"Hello..." His breathing was intermittent, and he didn't know if his throat could still make a sound normally.

Chen Yiyi drew his sword and stood up: "Do you want to say your last words?"

He opened his mouth, and there was a burst of fishy sweetness in his throat.

"If it's money, I can keep the flowers for you. If it's a wife and children, I can send them to meet you." Chen Yiyi leisurely, as if he was joking with a friend.

The rain poured down, making his body cold and shivering.

"However, after thinking about it, you are so poor that you have to work hard to earn a living. There should be no such things as wives and children that cost money to raise, and even if you have property, there are not many..." Chen Yiyi seemed to have passed After thinking carefully, he smiled slightly, "It's better not to waste time, just leave it at that."

Chen Yiyi raised one foot, kicked it down, and stepped on the person into the deep water.The crimson blood stained his ankles red: "Even if you do this job, remember to be smart."

The cold water completely submerged him, the light and shadow in his eyes disappeared, and gradually sank into the darkness, taking all his vitality away.The stagnant water carried filth and drifted past his body. When the stagnant water receded, he would be taken far away, and no one knew who he was.

Stirring the short knife in the stagnant water was regarded as cleaning, and Chen Yiyi put the knife back into the knife holder at his waist.

With a bang behind him, the base of the earthen wall was softened by the stagnant water, and the whole thing collapsed.

Chen Yiyi glanced back. Chu Wang Ye Xizhou was standing behind the wall, his face pale, looking at Chen Yiyi nervously.

"It's raining so hard, why is the prince here?"

"Let's see how the situation is." Ye Xizhou swallowed a mouthful of rainwater.

Is this still Chen Shilang who stammers and shrinks when he speaks? !If it hadn't come out on a whim, he probably wouldn't have been able to appreciate the true meaning of the phrase "a person should not be judged by his appearance".

"What kind of knife is in Chen Shilang's hand?" Ye Xizhou tried his best to hold his breath, "This is the first time this king has seen such a powerful knife."

"Woodworking knives." Chen Yiyi said, "I have a whole set, and there are all kinds of them. The prince likes that kind, so you can come and pick it out."

Woodworking knife?Ye Xizhou almost forgot how to breathe.Chen Yiyi's woodworking knife is definitely the most powerful he has ever seen!

Ye Xizhou's throat was itchy: "Chen Shilang, you...are you stuttering?"

Chen Yiyi raised his face, with a smile on his mouth, and his lips were ruddy: "When I kill people, I don't stutter."