Big brother didn't take medicine again today

Ji Yun stepped into the hall under the gaze of everyone.

The hall was brightly lit, reflecting Ji Yun's pale and bloodless face, as if the next moment, he would transform into a feather and soar.

Ruan Xingshu looked at Jiyun, and thought that the rumors were true, and the second prince was really hurt.

Not only Ruan Xingshu was looking at Jiyun, but other people in the hall were also watching, and there were whispers.

"Why is Second Highness here?"

"Looking at how badly he is injured, he doesn't feel at ease to cultivate. What are you doing here?"

"I don't know, let's take a look. I hope he won't spoil His Majesty's interest today."

Ruan Xingshu listened to the words of these people, and briefly exchanged a look with Ji Lin beside him.According to these people, the second prince often conflicts with the emperor?

Ruan Xingshu has been in Beijing for many days, and has come into contact with the eldest prince Ji Ting and the third prince Jifeng, but he has never been in contact with the second prince.Few people in the palace mentioned the matter of the second prince, as if there was something taboo about it.

Ruan Xingshu just wanted to inquire, but couldn't find any useful information.

Ruan Xingshu lightly tapped the table with his index finger, and saw Jiyun stop in front of Jilin. He nodded at Jilin as a greeting.

For Ji Yun's overture, Ji Lin was slightly startled at first, and then returned a gift.

Jifeng glared at Jiyun angrily. It could be seen from his ferocious eyes that he was very dissatisfied with Jiyun's blocking his ultimate move, but he seemed to be quite afraid of Jiyun. Although he was dissatisfied in his heart, he did not dare to say what.

Ji Yun never looked at Ji Feng from the beginning to the end. After greeting Ji Lin, he cast his eyes on the throne.Ji Yun's expressionless gaze swept across the screen next to the throne, and then looked at Ji Ze sitting on the seat.

Regarding the sudden appearance of his second son, Ji Ze acted a little strangely, his expression was stiff, his eyes squinted towards the screen, and then quickly retracted, a worried look faintly flashed in his eyes, as if he was afraid that something might happen.

These weird emotions flashed across Ji Ze's face, too fast to be captured.He quickly adjusted his facial expression and made a worried look: "Yun'er, your injury hasn't healed yet, why are you here?"

As he spoke, he looked at Ji Yun's attendant who was waiting outside the hall, and scolded: "How do you take care of the Second Highness!"

The two attendants outside the hall knelt down with fear on their faces: "Your Majesty calm down, Your Majesty calm down."

Regarding the emperor's concern, the expression on Ji Yun's face was very indifferent, he said: "Father, I feel much better after resting in the palace for a few days. I heard that there will be a palace banquet today, so I want to come and have a look."

Under the eyes of everyone, Ji Yun said so, and the emperor couldn't drive people away, so he could only nod his head: "Take a seat."

After Jiyun was seated, Jilin also walked back, Jifeng kept humiliating and had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only drink non-stop.

The competition continued. Although some of the young men from the official family were pampered and did not seek to make progress, there were also some excellent people among them.

Ruan Xingshu's hands were itchy, especially since Ouyang Mingjing was also present, but it was inconvenient for him to go forward, so he couldn't help feeling very regretful.

Jilin could clearly feel Ruan Xingshu's loss, hesitated for a moment, and sent the confiscated jug and wine glass to Ruan Xingshu.

Seeing the flagon and cups that suddenly appeared on the table, Ruan Xingshu was startled for a moment, then laughed.

"Thank you little brother."

Ruan Xingshu squinted his eyes and drank half a glass of fine wine, feeling very relieved in his heart. He thought that weapons cannot be used in today's competition in the palace, and bare hands are meaningless, so it's better to meet another day.

Just as Ruan Xingshu was thinking, he saw a young man in a purple brocade suit walking to the front of the hall, and said to Ouyang Mingjing, "Mingjing, come and fight with me."

The father of the boy in purple said: "Chan'er, don't mess around. Ming Jing has studied medicine with Mr. Ouyang since she was a child. How can she have the time to practice swords?"

The minister on the side also smiled and said: "Yes, Young Master Chen, you should choose another opponent."

Ruan Xingshu looked at these people, feeling quite strange in his heart, Mr. Ouyang had a high reputation no matter in the capital or in the fairy sect, and these officials did not despise Ouyang Mingjing at all when they persuaded the young man in purple clothes, it seemed that they In her heart, Ouyang Mingjing was just a doctor.

Ruan Xingshu and Jilin exchanged a look, and decided to wait and see what happened.

The purple-clothed boy looked seventeen or eighteen years old, tall and straight, full of vigor, and he was not at all stage-frightened in front of the emperor and so many ministers, and said with a smile: "It's just a discussion, let's go to the end. Brother Ouyang, what do you think? "

Ouyang Mingjing looked at the old Mr. Ouyang beside him, who stroked his beard and said with a smile: "In that case, Mingjing, you can go."

Ouyang Mingjing nodded and got up from his seat.

Ruan Xingshu's gaze fell on Ouyang Mingjing, and he saw that Ouyang Mingjing was defeated in the hands of the purple-clothed boy within a few strokes.

Ouyang Mingjing's defeat was very natural, and there was no trace of fraud at all. The emperor personally encouraged him a few words, saying that there is a specialization in art.

Ruan Xingshu couldn't help squinting his eyes. If he hadn't fought against Ouyang Mingjing a few days ago, he might have been fooled by now.

After Ouyang Mingjing took his seat, he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, his eyes swept towards Ruan Xingshu, and the two eyes briefly met in mid-air and then moved away.

Ruan Xingshu looked at the gray-haired old man next to Ouyang Mingjing again, seeing the old man's calm expression and smiling face, he knew what was going on in his heart.

This is just a way for the elderly to protect their children.

After Ouyang Mingjing stepped back from the hall, the emperor still hadn't finished, he said with a smile, "Who will come next?"

It looked like he wanted all the teenagers in the hall to beat him once.

As soon as the emperor finished speaking, a figure got up from his seat and walked to the center of the hall.

It's Jiyun.

The emperor was slightly taken aback: "Yun'er, what are you?"

Ji Yun said: "Father, my son has been recuperating for a few days, and his body has felt better. Today, I also want to help my father."

Ruan Xingshu looked at Jiyun's expressionless face, and thought that this person's temperament was actually colder than Jilin's.

After hearing Ji Yun's words, the emperor showed a gratified expression on his face: "Yun'er has a heart, but I see that your body is still a little weak, so it's better not to use your spiritual power lightly."

Ji Yun stood there without moving: "My son does not fight with others, but only dances the sword once to cheer up the father."

The emperor seemed to be worried about something and did not agree.

The father and son stalemate like this.

Following the emperor's silence, the temperature in the hall seemed to be getting lower and lower, no one dared to speak, and they even slowed down their breathing.

Ruan Xingshu looked at the situation in the hall with great interest, he put a piece of bamboo shoots in his mouth, and when he bit off the bamboo shoots with a "click", an old voice sounded.

"Your Majesty, since His Highness has a heart, you can fulfill his filial piety. The old minister is here, and His Highness will definitely not let anything happen."

It was none other than Mr. Ouyang who spoke.

Mr. Ouyang said it was all right. If the emperor refused to allow it, it would be really strange-although, now it looks very strange.

The emperor sighed lightly and said, "Okay, that's it."

"Thank you, father." After Ji Yun finished speaking, he glanced at Mr. Ouyang's position. The eyes of the two met so quickly that it was impossible to catch, but Ruan Xingshu still noticed it.

Ruan Xingshu raised his eyebrows slightly, and then he heard Jiyun order to the attendant who was waiting beside him: "Go and fetch my sword."

Ruan Xingshu put down his chopsticks and wiped the corners of his mouth with a brocade handkerchief. Just as he was about to remind Jilin, he turned his head and bumped into Jilin's dark eyes.

Obviously, Jilin also noticed it.

Ruan Xingshu bent his lips and mouthed to Jilin: "There is a good show to watch."

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