Palace Master's Road to Unification

"Go and tell Mu Jin and Rui Yao that I will be waiting for them in the back mountain in two days. If you don't come, I will immediately execute Huangli."

Since they couldn't take the initiative to come, she had no choice but to invite them.

"Yes."

Yun Shu's body froze, feeling the pressure, and it took her a long time to utter a word, but her voice was terribly hoarse.

……

When Rui Yao Mujin was wandering left and right in the forest, Yun Shu appeared again.

"The palace lord invites you to meet in the back mountain in two days."

Rui Yao smiled and said, "Yo, stop pretending?"

"I just said a few words, and Protector Rui Yao was influenced by me. Your brain is really extraordinary!"

Yun Shu lost face with Ziheng and had nowhere to vent her anger.

"She's looking for us, so we'll go?"

Yun Shu sneered: "Whether you go or not is up to you, but if you don't go, the Palace Master will immediately execute Huangli."

After the words were delivered, Yun Shu really didn't want to stay here anymore, so she turned and left, "My words have been conveyed, let's go ahead and leave."

"stop!"

Seeing Yun Shu running away, Rui Yao made a gesture to chase her, and suddenly put a hand on her chest.

Rui Yao looked at Mu Jin, puzzled, "Why stop me?"

Mu Jin shook his head: "It's useless to catch up with Yunshu now."

"Ziheng clearly wants to use Huangli to lure us into the game. Once we go, we will never return."

She can see the stakes in this, but Mu Jin doesn't seem to think so.

Rui Yao looked at Mu Jin in disbelief: "Are you going?"

Mu Jin frowned, thought for a long time, and finally couldn't forget the friendship of colleagues: "You can't leave pineapple alone."

But first of all, we must know where Huangli is being imprisoned. If there is no accident, it should be in the dungeon, but Ziheng's mind is unpredictable.

……

The next day, Zi Heng was lying in the gazebo on the back mountain with his eyes closed, enjoying the rare summer breeze. Among them is the special plum soup, which can cool off the heat with just one sip, and enjoy a rare and comfortable life with one hand supporting your head.

"Palace Master, Young Master Nangong has brought you here."

Ziheng slowly opened his eyes, the person speaking in front of him was Han Lu, not Xuezhi, it should be Xuezhi's turn to serve her today.

"Where is Xuezhi?"

Han Lu replied: "Xuezhi is not feeling well today, so Han Lu will replace her to serve the Palace Master."

Seeing Han Lu's joyful face, he knew that Xuezhi's illness was fake, but Han Lu's joy was real, but Ziheng didn't reveal it.

Nangong Yun walked behind Han Lu, wearing a brand new white dress, his black hair was untied and scattered on his shoulders, which made his face more like a crown jade, and his brows and eyes were still expressionless. This indifferent appearance, more and more It's more pleasing to watch.

"Come and sit."

It's okay if Zi Heng didn't say anything, after saying these three words, Nangong Yun's footsteps immediately stopped and stopped in place.

Han Lu, who was walking in front, didn't realize it, and ran happily over, "Palace Master, Palace Master, I heard the emissary on the right say that Lingyao is coming back!"

Ziheng nodded: "Should be back in a few days."

After being confirmed, Han Lu's eyes widened instantly: "Really? I haven't seen Lingyao for a long time!"

"But I will take her to Liuyue Island after a while."

"what?!"

Knowing that Lingyao was leaving again, Han Lu became depressed again.

Seeing Han Lu's instantly downcast expression, Ziheng said again: "You can go together."

"Thank you Palace Master!!!"

Knowing that she could go to Liuyue Island, Han Lu was extremely excited and was about to pounce on it, but when she saw Ziheng's eyes, she immediately turned around and pounced on the round fan on the table, and quickly picked it up to fan Ziheng.

Han Lu slapped her fan a few times before realizing that the words on the fan were very strange. It was the words "Friendship will last forever". Xuezhi once hated it, but it was the first time Han Lu saw it.

"Is that weird?"

Ziheng took a sip of the plum soup and said calmly: "Si Guyan sent it, don't worry about him."

Ziheng put down the cup, looked up at Nangong Yun: "If Nephew Nangong stands there again, I will have to ask the doctor to add some medicinal herbs for you."

Zi Heng's gaze never moved away from Nangong Yun's body, as if unable to bear the scorching gaze, Nangong Yun walked slowly into the gazebo.

"You're welcome, sit down."

Nangong Yun was sitting opposite Zi Heng, with a box of white chess pieces in hand, her face seemed to be frozen in ice, and the corners of her mouth had no curvature at all.

Ziheng said quietly: "What? You look so sad that you are dead?"

Nangong Yun is as motionless as a mountain,

Ziheng raised his head slightly: "What do you think of the scenery here?"

Nangong Yun still didn't move. His family teacher was not allowed to die, and he was trapped in the house of the master behind the scenes. If he still had the mood to enjoy the scenery, it would be too unfilial.

"Answering the master's words is a basic courtesy. I thought Nephew Nangong Xian was a well-bred person."

Nangong Yun's tone was cold: "I'm not a guest."

"You are a prisoner captured by this seat."

Nangong Yun's heart trembled. The word "captive" is a kind of humiliation to anyone, not to mention that he is the kind of person who has never suffered any grievances since he was a child. Using this kind of word on Nangong Yun will make him feel more ugly than ordinary people .

Every time Zi Heng said a word, he would stare at Nangong Yun, not letting go of any reaction from the other party.

"You don't want to respond to this seat because of the Yuchan Mountain. You have a grudge against this seat, but don't forget who killed your master, and who handed over Yuchan Mountain to this seat. , I understand your feelings, but I don't like double standards."

Every time Ziheng uttered a word, Nangongyun felt a pain in his heart, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and he didn't know whether it was anger or sadness.

Zi Heng sat up slowly, Han Lu immediately came over to tidy her hair and straighten her clothes.

"I once said that I would play another game with my nephew, and now the opportunity has come."

Ziheng's eyes were burning, but Nangongyun turned away directly, and the intention of refusing was very obvious.

"You don't want to know more details?"

Nangong Yun trembled slightly, lowered his eyelids, and after a while, picked up a white piece and slowly placed it on the chessboard.

Ziheng also held a sunspot: "What do you want to know?"

Nangong Yun was silent for a while: "Who put the poison in the cup?"

It refers to the last glass of wine that Jiang Hong drank.

"Jiang Hong didn't intend to take out the Pu Tao wine at all. Someone specially prepared the pot of wine. I just cooperated a little and let Jiang Hong drink it."

"I might as well tell you that the Qianjin pendant in Jiang Hongjiu, the Taixusan and the sleeping incense in the incense burner were all prepared by Ning Zheng himself."

Although he had already prepared in his heart, when he heard that this matter was handled by Ning Zheng alone, his heart was still shocked, and his whole body was bleeding.

"...Why did he help you?"

Ziheng watched Nangongyun's reaction with great interest: "I saved his life."

"where?"

"Under the cliff of Mount Jiluo."

Nangong Yun was startled, and said with certainty: "You are the one who burned the spirit book of sealing the pulse."

"So what?"

"After I got the Meridian Sealing Book, I picked up a person who was abandoned by my master and senior brothers at the foot of the mountain. I was in a good mood when I got the Meridian Sealing Book, so I rescued him and placed him in a cave. After the wound was healed, the second Japanese seat left."

Tired of talking, Ziheng picked up the red bayberry juice in hand, took a sip, and continued: "I only met him once, but he wrote down my appearance and secretly investigated my identity. I would like to try my best to repay his status, and I like his nature of repaying the kindness of dripping water and gushing spring."

Nangongyun suddenly recalled that there was always a picture spread out on Ning Zheng's desk, and every time he went back, he would quickly cover up the picture scroll, no one knew what he was painting, and he never went back for a few years Passing through Ning Zheng's room, she gradually forgot about it.

Standing behind Zi Heng, Han Lu couldn't help sighing, the palace lord's stabbing was really powerful, Mr. Nangong's complexion became paler and paler, she felt distressed seeing it.

Nangong Yun lowered her eyebrows. Although the hand holding the piece was restrained, it could be seen that it was shaking, and even the sound of placing the piece was a little louder than before.

After a long time, after Nangong Yun recovered, Zi Heng continued: "If you are bored after a while, you can talk to Mu Xuechuan."

Nangong Yun paused slightly: "Why?"

"I am afraid that you will be bored, and I am also afraid that his life will be boring."

Nangong Yun looked directly at Ziheng: "If you are afraid that Mu Xuechuan's life will be boring, you should put him back in Broken Star Villa."

"If he goes back, I'm afraid he will be even more sad."

Nangong Yun's body shook, followed by a chill in his heart. He had a very bad premonition.

Ziheng continued: "The people in Broken Star Villa have almost been massacred by the guardians of this seat. If he returns, he will immediately become enraged and die of cold poison."

"So you'd better not tell him about it, or ask him anything about himself."

"You lost this game of chess."

Only then did Nangong Yun cast his gaze on the chessboard. He played a game of chess very badly, to the point of insulting his master. Looking at such a chess game, he couldn't say a word, and he had nothing to say.

"You can leave now."

Nangong Yun lowered his eyelids, Ren Ziheng shouted and shouted, and as soon as the other party's words fell, he left quickly.

And Han Lu's eyes have been following Nangong Yun, ever since Nangong Yun came in, Han Lu's eyes have never moved away from the other party's body, or his face.

"Have you seen enough?"

Han Lu subconsciously said, "Look... Enough is enough."

Ziheng tapped the stone table with his index finger, and said lightly: "I haven't seen enough. The last time he played against me, he was still the senior brother of Yuchan Mountain, but now he is trapped in this palace. It's interesting to compare."

Han Lu could only laugh dryly, "This subordinate would like to ask a question."

Zi Heng looked up at Han Lu: "Say."

Han Lu felt cold all over at this glance, bit the bullet and asked cautiously: "Palace Master...do you want to piss Mr. Nangong to death?"

"This seat just finds it very interesting."

It was just a very common sentence, but when Han Lu realized it, his whole body trembled.

The author has something to say:

Every villain likes to talk about the ins and outs of things with the decent, and answer every question.

Han Lu: "How does Palace Master shake S?"

Qingying: "The Palace Master has reached that age too."

Han Lu: "That's not what it means!!!"