treacherous beauty

Keng!

The moment the sharp archer's mind finally relaxed, before everyone had time to see what was going on, the arrow had already returned, piercing the heart and falling behind him with the flesh and blood of the sharp archer.

Habayashi Wei was horrified when he saw this, and took a step back unconsciously. Someone screamed: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Wei Xuanlang tortured and killed His Majesty's guards in the palace, which is equivalent to killing..."

Miserable whimpers replaced the words, and the rain of blood splashed loudly, and the speaker fell down, twitched a few times on the ground, and died.

No one saw clearly how Wei Xuanlang made his move.

The rest of the people have all become wooden chickens, it seems that only the sound of dust and sand falling to the ground can be faintly heard, and they are stunned, lying there motionless, chanting Shura Xiuluo tremblingly in their mouths, as if in a daze .

"Your Majesty, I only ask Imperial Doctor Wei to save someone, isn't it so embarrassing?" Wei Xuanlang sneered standing in front of Jian Chengcong.

Jian Chengcong stood up slowly, not afraid or frightened, the tassels on the crown fluttered slightly in the wind: "I said, I want General Wei to exchange it with a military talisman."

"Your Majesty knows that I'm not willing." Wei Xuanlang approached him and said, "The soldiers at Yinhuguan are not my ministers, and the area around Yinzhou is not at peace. If the soldiers withdraw to Beijing, wouldn't the people there become the North Metro?" Your Majesty, I dare not ride a lamb trampled on at will."

His elder brother Xiao Yan was even more unwilling.

With a heavy snort, Jian Chengcong flicked the wide sleeves beside the black and gold thread, Fengmu suddenly took a deep look at the sky at the four corners, and laughed: "What a General Jing'an, you have a lot more in your heart than I do. People, hahaha..."

"Your Majesty is wrong." Wei Xuanlang stared at him with dark eyes, and said in a cold voice, "I didn't mean that."

"Wei Aiqing." Jian Chengcong flicked his sleeves and turned sideways, walking towards Wei Xuanlang step by step.

At that time, the shadows were mottled, only Liao Liao and a few guards followed him, and outside the imperial study room, hundreds of masters from the inner circle had already taken their positions, their sword energy was surging, and their momentum was terrifying.

"Exchange the soldier talisman in your hand for his life, you won't lose." He turned his head and said, his phoenix eyes raised: "It's me who lost."

At the beginning, Xue Yong plotted Wei Xuanlang back to Beijing from the border, in order to help him destroy the Chen and Wei families, so that the world would be clean and the world would be peaceful. One person fetched water from a bamboo basket, endured for many years, but his hands were still empty.

"Wei Xuanlang, I don't want to make things big today, so think about it carefully." There are not only a group of such trash in the palace, but also the undispatched Ouchi guards.

"Your Majesty already planned this day?" Wei Xuanlang sneered, "May I ask what is added to the Zui Chun San refined in the palace?"

The one given to Xue Yong in the palace was not ordinary drunk spring powder at all, even if Xue Yong left the palace, he could only go to Mo Ru Pavilion to ask Fu Lu for it, heh.

"Wei Xuanlang." Jian Chengcong said: "If Qingyan is willing to listen to me and not leave the palace, when my world is peaceful, I will save him at all costs, what a pity..."

Back then, no, until now, he still misses that person very much.

Two years ago, when Xue Yong was dying, the imperial physician in the palace had to add some shady and powerful medicines to the Zui Chun San to stabilize his life for the time being, and had no intention of harming him.

Later, Wei Ling's medicine took some effect, and the Zuichun powder in the palace was changed to an ordinary formula, but the man left the palace.

Perhaps it was because Wei Xuanlang returned to Beijing.

He couldn't stand the coldness of Xue Yong's leaving the harem, surrounded by eyeliners, and he couldn't even find anyone to talk to. He asked Fu Lu to change the old formula again, thinking that one day when Xue Yong was seriously ill, he might still be able to return. Came back to the palace.

However, Jian Chengcong didn't want to explain these to Wei Xuanlang.

"Your Majesty said it so lightly."

Thinking of his elder brother Xiao Yan, who was taking poison in sick clothes and toiling day and night for the dog emperor, Wei Xuanlang was furious, and subconsciously clenched the hilt of his sword with his right hand.

"Wei Xuanlang, I don't want to make things big today, you should think about it carefully." Jian Chengcong was very angry, so he didn't say any more.

There are not only a group of such wastes in the palace, but also undispatched Ouchi guards.

Wei Xuanlang's eyes were as cold as ice, as if he didn't know how many swords were facing him: "Your Majesty, I don't have much patience."

"Just right, I'm not a patient person either." Staring at Wei Xuanlang's hand on the hilt of the sword, Jian Chengcong snorted coldly: "I'll compete with you."

After finishing speaking, a blue light flashed in his waist, and a sword engraved with a flying dragon flew out with a whistling sound.

The sword must be fast, whether it is cutting the throat or piercing the chest, it must be fatal in one blow, clean and neat, and don't give the opponent a chance to fight back.

Jian Chengcong started learning swords at the age of 11, and what he practiced was full of imperial spirit.

For these years, he lived in the palace and dealt with memorials all day long. Everyone in the world had forgotten that this emperor had mastered swordsmanship before he ascended the throne.

Quiet as a mountain, moving like a rabbit, just as the sword energy was rushing towards the eyebrows, and the sword edge was approaching Yingchi, suddenly a figure disappeared.

No one could see clearly what was going on, for a split second, the swords of both of them soared into the sky at the same time, and fell back into their hands in the blink of an eye.

As soon as the sword energy came, all the flowers and plants in the palace were shattered into flying ash, which rose all over the sky, turned into a burst of crimson rain, and fell to the ground little by little.

After receiving the sword, Wei Xuanlang said calmly, "Your Majesty's sword energy is like a rainbow, I feel ashamed."

He only used [-]% of his skills.

It wasn't that he was afraid of the might of the emperor, but that when he drew his sword just now, he could feel Jian Chengcong's surly way of swordsmanship. Sometimes he lay dormant like a fox, waiting for an opportunity to move, and sometimes he was like a crazy tiger, wanting to die with the opponent no matter what. ... The instability of the man who used the sword shocked him.

In desperation, the emperor said that if Wei Ling could be killed with a verbal order, he would not survive, and he would never let Xue Yong live.

That's it!

Wei Xuanlang knew that he might not be able to solve the problem if he tried hard.

"Wei Xuanlang, if I want to argue with you, I will never let you play wild here." At the end, Jian Chengcong put his sword back into its sheath: "You go."

If you don't hand over Yinhuguan's troop transfer talisman, nothing else is discussed.

Naturally, Wei Xuanlang refused to leave, and his voice was like ice: "Your Majesty, what if I trade you for myself."

What if I exchanged it with jade-faced Shura.

One general can be worth [-] soldiers.

Jian Chengcong burst into laughter suddenly: "What did General Jing'an say?"

Wei Xuanlang pursed his thin lips slightly: "I said, in exchange for a minister, if His Majesty saves Xue Qingyan today, I will be willing to obey His Majesty's orders from now on, how about it?"

But the affairs of the king and the world.

After speaking, he couldn't help laughing at himself: This time, he will completely agree with his elder brother Xiao Yan.

Jian Chengcong walked down two steps, and the phoenix's eyes flashed brightly: "Xuanlang, you mean, if I save Qingyan, you will listen to me in the future and level the world for me, right?"

"Yes." Wei Xuanlang said coldly, "I will serve His Majesty as His Majesty wishes."

Jian Chengcong opened the corners of his lips, and smiled a little: "Come here, take my pen and ink, and make an oath!"

Wei Xuanlang picked up his pen and was about to put it down, when he heard Jian Chengcong say: "Xuanlang, let's swear by the clear words, if the general violates today's words in the future, he will lose 20 years of life, how about it?"

Swearing at his elder brother Xiao Yan's 20-year lifespan, Wei Xuanlang's complexion changed slightly, his black eyes were stained red, a little frightening: "Your Majesty, let's change to someone else."

"Hahahaha." Jian Chengcong laughed, and sighed noblely: "The general is indeed a person who values ​​love and righteousness. That's all, I believe in the general. If you say what you say today, you won't need this proof anymore."

After speaking, he raised his hand and knocked over the ink.

"Xuanlang also asks Your Majesty to remember today's promise." Wei Xuanlang said, "Doctor Wei should go to Bifu at least once every ten days, how about it?"

"Allow you." Jian Chengcong said, "I swear by my country."

"it is good."

hiss--

Feng Qingjian had passed Jian Chengcong's fingertips at some point, no more, no less, a drop of blood was hanging on the blade of the sword, it fell to the ground in an instant, and slowly fainted, Wei Xuanlang walked gracefully from the A drop of blood popped out from his fingertip and threw it on the ground: "Your Majesty, I have offended you."

There must be a ceremony for him to remember what he said today.

The emperor who went back and forth.

"Hmph!" Jian Chengcong was slightly angry, but he only said in a low voice, "General Jing'an's swordsmanship is so fast."

Wei Xuanlang pursed his lips: "Then I will thank you, Your Majesty."

"Call Wei Imperial Physician." Jian Chengcong quickly opened his mouth, his voice was like a haze of light smoke: "Follow General Jing'an for a while."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Wei Xuanlang turned to leave, when Jian Chengcong suddenly said: "I still have something to say to the general alone, please come to the imperial study with me, general."

Wei Xuanlang frowned slightly: "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

He was furious.

Jian Chengcong leaned over and whispered in his ear, "I want you to let Jing Zhen go."

"Master Jing?"

He and Xue Yong have spread the word recently that many people are looking for Jing Zhen's details and whereabouts, and the movement has become a bit loud.

"He is my son." Jian Chengcong said word by word, not like a father when he said this, with a cold voice: "It's the prince."

Wei Xuanlang was not surprised, his face was cold: "I just stop."

Jian Chengcong sighed, waved his hand, and told him to back down.

At the end of the Jiuqu palace corridor, Wei Ling in blue brocade was standing there quietly, without a trace of emotion on his face.

"Doctor Wei, I'm sorry." Wei Xuanlang walked over and saluted, and instantly changed into the appearance of Mr. Pianpian, extremely gentle and humble.

Wei Ling returned the courtesy: "Let's go."

***

There are a few lotus plants planted in the water tank in the yard. It is the season of blooming, and when you come in, you can smell a faint fragrance.

Hua Yu stood there in a daze.

When the lotus leaves grow, spring hates them, and when the lotus leaves wither, autumn hates them.

That was 14 years ago, on the first memorial day of the Xiao family's disaster, the little Wei Xuanlang sat by the lotus pond in Xiao's mansion for a day, and since then he has been locked up in the mansion to practice swords and martial arts all day long, never to be with them again. naughty.

In fourteen springs and autumns, the lotus leaf has turned green fourteen times. Seeing the lotus leaf again this year, my son must be happy in my heart.

Hua Yu raised the corners of his lips and smiled, which is very good.

……

Wei Xuanlang coughed lightly and approached him: "Master Hua?"

The early summer wind carried a bit of soft heat, Hua Yu suddenly came back to his senses: "Young master is back?"

He glanced behind Wei Xuanlang at Wei Ling, the imperial physician, and bowed his hands in salute.

Wei Ling nodded, with a slight smile on his serious face, as a greeting.

He didn't talk nonsense, followed Wei Xuanlang into the room, took out the silver needle and injected it at Xue Yong's tiger's mouth, twisted it out after a while and looked at it: "Stay in bed, drink the medicine for a few days and see."

Too much work.

Wei Xuanlang frowned, Hua Yu stepped forward and asked, "Doctor Wei, is it okay, Young Master Xiao?"

"Don't bother, you won't die in a while." Wei Ling said without raising his eyelids.

Wei Xuanlang winked, Hua Yu understood, hurriedly gave Wei Ling an ingot of gold, and sent Wei Ling out politely.

"It's all ordinary herbal medicine, what can it do!" Seeing Wei Xuanlang standing there engrossed in reading the prescription, Hua Yu leaned over and said.

Wei Xuanlang looked at him: "Didn't you steal the previous prescription?"

Find another doctor to compare.

Hua Yu's face turned dark like autumn water: "..."

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Let’s discuss the emperor’s personality: Jian Chengcong is first of all a poor man, a poor emperor who lives under the shadow of Chen and Wei. He has seen his elder brother’s family being poisoned, and he doesn’t know that he will hold a glass of poisoned wine one day, so He didn't dare to stand up as a queen, and he didn't even sleep with a court lady, for fear that he would not be able to protect the child if he left behind; secondly, the long-term forbearance made his spirit often walk on the verge of collapse, and he often wanted to be destroyed together with his world; He imagined Xue Yong as someone who could help him restore the imperial power, who could be completely loyal to him, existed like the last straw, even when he didn't know that Xue Yong was Xiao Yan, he still had some charming thoughts , After cutting off those thoughts later, it may seem a little frenzied...

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