There is a fake demigod in the East Palace

After the conversation, Yan Tian personally sent Chi Ye out of the palace. When he arrived at the gate of the palace, the official car of the East Palace was already waiting outside.

Chi Ye glanced at the black car not far away, and said to Yan Tian: "Your Majesty Yan, stay here, you can just send it here."

"Alright, pay attention to safety on the road." Yan Tian didn't force it, and ordered the attendants to drive the car down first, and then mentioned it to Chi Ye seemingly casually: "As far as I know, Donggong has not cooperated with Lingjing Media recently. Tonight How did you get your media credentials?"

Chi also didn't want to cause trouble for Lezhi, so he avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "It was forced to use some improper means, and I hope Lord Yan will forgive me."

Yan Tian didn't hold on to this question, but said, "I hope it's not my overthinking." After finishing speaking, he turned to Chi Ye: "But you really shouldn't talk about this with Your Highness today."

Chi Ye's purpose tonight was clear, whether Rong Zheng dared to listen or whether Ye Zhaoling wanted to say it, he made it clear.

Chi Ye met Yan Tian's gaze, smiled slightly and said, "Master Yan, I can understand that your heart is on the Lord, but I also have my own position."

It took only ten minutes before and after Yan Tian saw off the guests, and when he came back, Rong Zheng had disappeared.He asked a lot in the palace, but no one could tell where the prince went that night.

Not long ago in the reception room, Rong Zheng stood up and walked out without saying anything after listening to Chi Ye finish talking about Shenpo.Fortunately, Yan Tian came back to his senses one step earlier, and quickly asked Secret Service to stop him.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, it disappeared again.

Rong Zheng's disappearance at this time made Yan Tian furious. He led his men to turn the entire East Palace upside down, and finally found the prince in Lanxing Pavilion.

When Yan Tian went up, Rong Zheng was sitting on the window frame where Ye Zhaoling always stayed.Both of his feet are hanging out, his back is rarely bent, and his back is as thin as a dummy that has been hollowed out.

When Yan Tian first saw this scene, he was so shocked that his three souls disappeared.

Chi Ye's words not long ago did bring a lot of shock. Yan Tiansheng was afraid that what he said would irritate Rong Zheng, so he walked forward pretending to be calm and asked, "Your Highness, why are you here?"

"Where do you think I've gone?" Rong Zheng turned his head and glanced at Yan Tian, ​​his expression was as usual, not as sad as Yan Tian imagined.

Yan Tian didn't answer this question. For a moment just now, he really planned to send someone to the White Tower to find someone.

Rong Zheng seemed to guess what Yan Tian was thinking, smiled lightly, turned his head to look at the continuous lights in the distance, and said, "I'm not crazy enough to go to the White Tower to find him."

Rong Zheng said so, but the expression on his face was completely different. His current precarious appearance really made Yan Tian tremble with fear.

"Chi Ye said that I am the soul." Rong Zheng turned his back to Yan Tian, ​​and said in a low voice: "And he already knew."

Yan Tian knew that no matter what he said now, it would not be able to soothe the tremor caused by Chi Ye's words.So he could only comfort him palely: "Your Highness, it's useless to think too much. Nothing you can do will help the matter. Besides, the matter of the soul is just a one-sided statement, and there is no scientific basis to support it..."

Yan Tian's voice gradually weakened, and his words could not convince even himself.The existence of Ye Zhaoling has already broken scientific cognition, so whether Rong Zheng is a soul or not is not something that can be proved by any discipline.

Chi also appeared at this time, giving Yan Tian a vague premonition.Chi Ye's words are very clear, the relationship between Rong Zheng and Ye Zhaoling is doomed to life and death.

Ye Zhaoling seems unintentional, but he has already made his choice with actions.During the two years in the East Palace, he had countless opportunities to take away the soul and fly away.

But he didn't.

"I'll just sit here, don't worry." Rong Zheng looked up at a point on the skyline. The imperial city was tens of miles away from the palace, and even in the Lanxing Pavilion, there was no shadow of the White Tower.

"Tell me, how did he come here all these years?" Rong Zheng asked.

Yan Tian couldn't answer Rong Zheng's question, some sufferings would be hard for outsiders to empathize with if they hadn't experienced it personally.

"If he can't get the soul, he won't have much time." Rong Zheng's voice was very soft, as if he was asking himself: "Why didn't he tell me?"

Rong Zheng's words made Yan Tian's mind ring loudly, and he didn't dare to think about the deep meaning in it, so he interrupted him hastily: "Your Highness! You must not think like that!"

It seemed that as long as Rong Zheng was not allowed to continue speaking, he would get rid of the thought that should not have been in his mind.

Rong Zheng obediently did not continue this topic as if to reassure Yan Tian, ​​but Yan Tian's heart was still in his throat.He has worked beside Rong Zheng for so many years, and he has never been so powerless as he is now.

In the end, he could only say to Rong Zheng: "Your Highness, it's late at night, let's go to bed early."

Rong Zheng looked in the direction of the White Pagoda in the north of the city, and said, "It's okay, I'll accompany him again."

In Rong Zheng's current state of losing his soul, Yan Tian didn't dare to go far, he left Rong Zheng a little space to be alone, and led a group of people to guard His Excellency Lan Xing.

When Yan Tian's left, Rong Zheng didn't really care too much.He stared at his palm in rapt attention, his mind was full of what Chi Ye said just now.

It turns out that I am the soul - thinking of this, Rong Zheng couldn't help laughing, because of Ye Zhaoling's relationship in the past two years, he has accepted too many weird things.

He looked at his hands repeatedly, no matter how he looked at them, he couldn't see anything different from ordinary people.And it was Ye Zhao's only hope for such an ordinary person to survive.

All kinds of past came to my mind, and Ye Zhaoling's every word and deed became traceable.Every time he can't help himself, every time he speaks insincerely, it is a lonely search that spans a hundred years.

A leaf of red maple came from nowhere and fluttered into Rong Zheng's palm.The maple leaves were as red as fire, and the overly bright color made his eyes a little sour.

Rong Zheng raised his hand casually, and threw the leaves into the wind.He turned around and jumped off the window sill, and walked down the Star Picking Pavilion.

This is a dead end.

But Rong Zheng already had an understanding in his heart.

***

The East Palace stayed up all night tonight, and a candle was lit in a room in the White Pagoda far north of the city.

A piece of red maple floated into the window sill with the night wind, and landed on Ye Zhaoling's strings, the cold and distant sound of the piano was suddenly interrupted.

The White Tower is located in a pine garden, and there is no maple forest in the entire park.Ye Zhaoling stared at the red leaf for a while, then waved it away.

Since the disturbance last time, Donggong never sent anyone over.Ye Zhaoling believes in Yan Tian, ​​and he will try his best to keep Dong Gong out of this incident.

This is indeed Ye Zhaoling's original intention.

Donggong began to send out signals to cut seats with him, which is a good thing, the less Rong Zheng participates in the next matter, the more he can let go.

But for some reason tonight, Ye Zhaoling thought of Rong Zheng frequently.

He withdrew his thoughts, and when he played the tune again, he had no interest in playing the piano.Ye Zhaoling held down the trembling strings with one hand, and simply sat in front of the desk and became dazed.

He is waiting for someone, and Ye Zhaoling believes that the person he is waiting for will definitely come tonight.

After about a cup of tea, there was the sound of the door opening behind him. Ye Zhaoling turned around and saw an old man walking in with his back bent.

This person is none other than Dr. Zhengfeng, one of the Twelve Envoys of the Imperial Secretary.

Ye Zhaoling greeted with a smile: "Master, you are here."

Doctor Zhengfeng is indeed well-informed. Zhong Yu, who saw this appearance for the first time, did not react too rudely, but said indifferently: "Master Zhong."

Ye Zhaoling pointed to the futon opposite her and said, "Sit."

Doctor Zheng Feng came to sit down opposite Ye Zhaoling, then raised his head to look him up and said, "I never thought I'd see you again under such circumstances."

Doctor Zhengfeng disdained to participate in factional disputes on weekdays, and he did not have close contacts with Zhong Yu, and it could even be said that well water does not violate river water.Outsiders don't know the connection between Ye Zhaoling and Zhong Yu, but the twelve envoys of the Imperial Secretary know it clearly.My lord came here tonight just to repay a chance many years ago.

Ye Zhaoling was imprisoned in the White Tower, and no one was allowed to enter the tower without the approval of the Royal Secretary.Except for the envoys of the Royal Secretary, as long as the reason is reasonable, they can meet Ye Zhaoling openly.

Ye Zhaoling poured a cup of hot tea and pushed it in front of the old man, and said, "I asked you to come here today, and I want to ask you for help."

Doctor Zhengfeng didn't touch the glass of water on the table, and refused Ye Zhaoling's request without looking away: "Master Zhong is too serious, I can't help you this time."

Ye Zhaoling's eyes sank slightly, and he reminded with a smile: "You owe me a favor."

Ye Zhaoling had a smile on his face, but the smile had no warmth, and the coolness in his eyes made people shudder even more.

Doctor Zhengfeng is a man of integrity and integrity, and has a great influence in the Imperial Department and even the whole country. One of his decisions can have a decisive impact on the outcome of the entire trial.

The purpose of Ye Zhaoling's invitation to the old man tonight is self-evident.

"Lord Zhong, I am very grateful to you for saving the dog back then." Doctor Zhengfeng took out a dagger from his sleeve, threw it on the table with a "clang", and said, "If you insist on asking me to repay the kindness now, I am willing." Pay back with my old life."

Doctor Zhengfeng has his own strength of character, and has never looked down on such a treacherous Zhong Yu.It's just pity for the caring people in the world. When his son was seriously ill and he had nowhere to seek medical treatment, he had no choice but to accept Zhong Yu's help.

He knew that all of this would have to be paid back, but he had been an official for many years, and he still had his own principles and bottom line to abide by.

"No rush." ​​Ye Zhaoling reached out and held down his dagger, with a smile on his face: "You might as well listen to me first, and then make a decision before it's too late."

Half an hour later, the useless gate opened again, and the elderly doctor Zhengfeng walked out of the tower alone.

The elder did not say a word on the way home. After arriving home, the old man first put incense sticks on the ancestors, and then ordered his son to remove the "Yan Yi Fang Zheng" plaque outside the gate.