Step by step routine

After Rong Zhiming left, Xiao Jue sat back at the imperial table with a cold face, clenched his hands so tightly that his joints were making noise.His thin pink lips were pursed into a straight line, as if he was extremely angry. He violently swept all the objects on the desk on the ground, making a loud noise.

Li Shuangxi Eunuch Li hastily opened the door and trotted in. Xiao Jue had been served by him since he was a child. As Xiao Jue's most trusted old man, he was able to say a few words in front of this cold-faced emperor.

While packing up his things, Eunuch Li said: "Your Majesty, if you feel restless, this old slave will ask someone to come and play your favorite guzheng for you."

"No need." After Xiao Jue replied lightly, his face was still ugly, "Eunuch Li, go and order Gao Taichang to skip the ceremony of concubine concubine Yuan, and choose a day within five days for me to bring him back to the palace can."

"Your majesty, is this... a bit rushed? After all, it's you, the first time to accept a concubine." Eunuch Li put the memorial on the table and said softly.

"I can't wait, this child is restless." Xiao Jue lowered his eyes and looked at his swollen belly, his expression was gloomy, "Song Wei can't stay after giving birth, and there is no need to have a funeral when the time comes. The treasury has been spent repeatedly for him."

"Yes, the slave takes orders."

...

There was news of Ye Xuan's remnant, and the fourth prince Shen Mingting was still in the hands of the other party, so Rong Zhiming did not go back to the general's mansion, and immediately went to investigate after leaving the palace.By the time he returned to the General's Mansion from outside the imperial city, it was already night.

The horse stopped in front of the general's mansion, Rong Zhiming got off the horse, and the maid Lan Er hurried out and whispered something in his ear, Rong Zhiming's face darkened, and he quickly followed Lan Er to the backyard where Shen Xiansi lived .

His confidant was guarding the gate of the backyard, and when he approached the gate, he smelled the pungent smell of blood.

Regardless of the dissuasion of others, Rong Zhiming asked everyone to guard the door, and pushed the door in by himself.

The waning moon was like a hook, and the cold moonlight seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. Dozens of black-clothed corpses were lying on the ground in a haphazard manner.Even the warm yellow light of several lanterns lit in the courtyard could not dispel the chill.

Beside the stone table, Shen Xiansi in white with snow-sleeves and black hair fluttered with the night wind, her delicate and beautiful face was covered with a layer of frost from the cold moon, and then splashed with bright red blood. Gorgeous scenery.

Holding a bloody long sword in one hand and a man's throat in the other, he asked coldly, "Where is Ye Xuan? Where did he take Shen Lanxiu and Shen Mingting?" Shen Lanxiu is Shen Xiansi's father Emperor, Shen Mingting is his fourth brother.

The man's eyes were full of panic, his face was flushed red, his hands and feet were hanging limply, blood was continuously flowing from the cuts on his wrists and ankles, and there were countless sword wounds on his body. On the ground flowed the white soap boots that had passed Shen Xiansi's dark lines and auspicious clouds.

At this moment, Shen Xiansi seemed to be immersed in some kind of emotion, he didn't notice Rong Zhiming's arrival at all.

She lowered her eyes and curled her lips into a smile, "Forget it, you should have died a long time ago." Shen Xiansi smiled and tried harder, the clear sound of bones breaking, and the person whose neck was twisted fell limply at Shen Xiansi's feet.

After Shen Xiansi lowered his head and looked at the man for a long time, his whole body began to tremble visibly, tears rolled down his cheeks, first he laughed softly, and then turned into a wild laugh, the laughter was full of resentment and sadness, It was horrifying to hear at night, but it made Rong Zhiming's heart stop, and the tingling pain spread to the apex of his heart.

He even stood still, unable to even move his footsteps.

Shen Xiansi, who was crying and laughing with his head down, got colder and colder in his eyes. Ruyu, who was covered in blood, held the long sword in both hands, and stabbed it down fiercely. With the sound of the sharp blade piercing the flesh, blood It splattered.

"One knife..." Shen Xiansi stabbed and counted numbly with red eyes and tears.

"Two knives..."

"San Dao..." Blood was all over that handsome face.

"Shen Xiansi!" Rong Zhiming finally regained his senses, the third son Rong, who was always flattered and humiliated, changed his face and shouted, then ran over and hugged Shen Xiansi in his arms.

This call made the tears in Shen Xiansi's eyes fall completely, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp jingling sound.

Shen Xiansi looked at the night in the sky in Rong Zhiming's arms in a daze, and said softly: "470 two knives..."

"What?" Rong Zhiming asked.

"470 two knives...470 two knives..." Shen Xiansi's voice became louder and hoarse at last, "470 two knives were cut..."

Rong Zhiming seemed to understand something for a moment, he said with a trembling voice: "Good boy, it's okay, I'm here, Yue Zhi, Zhiming is here. Let's go back to the house..."

"Zhiming?" Shen Xian thought about the name for a while, then curled up and grabbed his chest suddenly, and began to spit out blood from his mouth again, which fell on the white brocade robe, like hell's fiery flowers blooming in the world .

"Lan'er, call Song Wei over here!" Rong Zhiming's voice was broken and hasty.

...

A basin of blood and bloody gauze came out of the small courtyard.Song Wei took back the silver needle, and then stuffed a pill into the mouth of the unconscious Shen Xiansi, Rong Zhiming immediately lifted the back of the other's neck to let him swallow it.

"How is it?" Rong Zhiming asked in a low voice.

"Hmm..." Song Wei sighed, he rubbed his temples, there were red and swollen fingerprints on the left half of his face, he hesitated for a moment and then said, "Shen Xiansi's martial arts are very high, but it seems that someone has been using a kind of medicine to suppress him, so that It makes people think that this person is not good at martial arts. Using internal force once is like dancing in front of Lord Yama. Zhiming, I haven't found out this kind of medicine yet, so I can't help it... And he has a kind of poison on him Jishu... Alas... is the reason why Shen Xiansi is now crazy and stupid... If you use it every day, you will die, if you don't use it, within a year, people will..."

"Can you solve it?" Rong Zhiming asked Shen Xiansi to lie down, interrupting Song Wei's words.

"I can't." He softened his body decadently, "I can't yet...if the master is here..."

"With Qianjishu, I'll send someone to find the medicinal ingredients for you right away." Rong Zhiming lowered his eyes and said calmly, but his hands under the court clothes were tightly clenched, "If the medicinal ingredients are ready, it will take a few days Only then can I accompany you out."

"Ten days." Song moved his lips slightly, "Junior brother, you know...the poison...it hurts."

"Just live."

Song Wei nodded, "He's fine for the time being, so you don't have to worry too much, as long as senior brother is still alive, he will definitely be able to get him back."

...

When Song Wei left the small courtyard with her medicine box and snacks, the smell of blood could still be smelled in the cleaned courtyard.

He sighed and touched his slapped face.Today he went to find the boy.When Xiao Jue moved the capital, many businessmen also moved here, and the government had subsidies.

This includes his once interesting white dough.

He no longer wore women's clothing this time, and after a showdown with White Dough, he was given a snack and a slap.

"Oh...it's the first time I like someone." Song Wei smiled at the moon, "Father, mother, eldest sister, second sister and third brother, the Song family has a son, so I don't know if I will survive, watching him grow up. "After finishing whispering in a low voice, Uncle An, the housekeeper of Xiangfu, ran over.

"Young Master Song, someone from the palace seems to be in a hurry to let you enter the palace immediately."