Start practicing from marrying the disfigured princess

The words fell.

Ren Pingsheng took a step forward, and his spiritual energy filled his body and was suddenly stimulated!

In the eyes of others.

At this moment, the originally gentle Prince Zhenbei seemed to turn into a fierce evil star, exuding a terrifying aura!

opposite.

Li Yifan's eyes widened and he stared in disbelief at the rumored ninth-grade martial artist in front of him.

How could such a majestic spiritual energy be only at the ninth level? !

Looking at Ren Pingsheng, it was as if the cage was torn open, and the ferocious beast with fangs and claws was unscrupulously exposed.

An unspeakable feeling of fear arose in his heart, and he subconsciously took two steps back, wanting to ask for mercy.

Before he had time to shout, he saw Ren Pingsheng's figure disappearing from the place and arriving in front of him in an instant.

boom!

Only a violent roar was heard.

Ren Pingsheng punched Li Yifan in the chest.

This punch seemed to carry unstoppable force. Even if the person in front of him was a peerless beast, he would still be beaten to death!

boom!

Only a loud noise was heard.

Li Yifan felt a sharp pain in his chest. Before he could realize what happened, his whole body flew backwards and hit the ground heavily, causing a burst of smoke and dust.

Destroy everything!

In an instant, the surroundings fell into deathly silence.

The passers-by onlookers, Jin Wuwei, Li Yong and the guys from Chunfeng Hall were all stunned when they saw this scene.

They never thought about it.

The seventh-grade uncle Anping couldn't even resist the punch of Prince Zhenbei.

"Didn't it mean that Prince Zhenbei is in the ninth rank and Uncle Anping is in the seventh rank? Why is this so?"

Some people looked dazed and muttered to themselves.

No one responded.

Everyone was still immersed in the shock of the unstoppable punch just now.

I do not know how long it has been.

The crowd burst into deafening cheers!

"The prince is mighty!"

"You can't even block His Highness the Crown Prince's punch. You're a piece of trash. Bah!"

Li Yifan collapsed to the ground, and the severe pain swept through his body like a tide. He couldn't even make a wailing sound. He could only cover his chest tightly, and his mind went blank.

the other side.

Ren Pingsheng walked towards Li Yifan step by step, looking down at him condescendingly.

He raised his foot, aimed it at his calf, and stepped down hard.

Click!

The sound of breaking bones was heard.

Li Yifan's calf was bent at a ninety-degree angle, which looked extremely horrifying.

"ah--"

The miserable wails echoed throughout the world.

The passers-by who were watching felt a chill in their hearts. They subconsciously looked at Li Yifan and saw that his facial features were twisted, his hair was wet with sweat, and he was rolling on the ground holding his calves.

The gentle and elegant Prince of Zhenbei was standing next to him with an expressionless face, as if what he saw in front of him could not cause the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

this moment.

Everyone suddenly thought: His Royal Highness is a ruthless person!

Time passes minute by minute.

I was in a daze for a while.

Jin Wuwei Baihu finally came to his senses, with a trace of panic in his eyes. He quickly walked up to Ren Pingsheng and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, he is the young master of Anping Bofu."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ren Pingsheng: "So what? You didn't hear just now. I was competing with him. No matter what the result is, even if he misses and is maimed or even killed, it is destiny and has nothing to do with others."

"this"

When Jin Wuwei heard this, he was speechless for a moment.

He did hear what Uncle Anping said just now, but he didn't take it to heart at all.

Because in his expectation, Prince Zhenbei would never be able to defeat Uncle Anping.

The final result must be that Uncle Anping wins the crown prince of Zhenbei and leaves here in a grand manner.

Even if Uncle Anping is angry and wants to take advantage of the opportunity to take revenge on Prince Zhenbei, there is no need to worry too much.

The sixth-grade bodyguard behind Prince Zhenbei will definitely take action.

In the end, big things are reduced to small things, and small things are reduced to small things.

did not expect.

The result was completely different from what he expected.

The seventh-grade Uncle Anping couldn't even block Prince Zhenbei's punch, and he couldn't even fight back after he fell to the ground.

Whether the rumors about the Prince of Zhenbei are wrong, or whether he has been hiding his strength, the Jinwu Guards have no idea.

He only knew that if things continued like this, Uncle Anping would most likely die here.

"Your Majesty, that's what I said."

Jinwuwei Baihu wanted to persuade.

Just spoke.

Then Prince Zhenbei raised his leg again.

Click!

The sound of broken bones sounded again, mixed with miserable wails, which made people's hair stand on end.

"Uncle Anping offended the Crown Prince, and it is okay for the Crown Prince to punish him, but please spare his life. After all, Uncle Anping is such a legitimate son."

Jin Wuwei Baihu persuaded with a panic look on his face.

Ren Pingsheng turned a deaf ear and stepped on Uncle Anping's chest with one foot. The power of a mountain pressed him to the ground, and he couldn't even roll over.

Uncle Anping lay flat on the ground, his legs hanging weakly, his facial features distorted, his eyes scarlet, and the clothes on his body were wet with sweat.

Even so, he still couldn't help crying, as if this was the only way to relieve the pain in his body.

Seeing this scene, all the Jinwu Guards were frightened. They gritted their teeth and said loudly: "Master Li, hurry up and beg for mercy from the Crown Prince!"

The onlookers heard this and glared at the captain of the Jinwu Guards, saying angrily: "You didn't care about this bastard bullying us before, but now that His Royal Highness is upholding justice for us, you jump out again. Are you working for the court or for these bullies?"

"Anping Bozi has been rampant in the capital for so many years, and everyone from the ministers to the constables in the yamen has turned a blind eye.

Now that His Royal Highness is willing to punish such a villain, you still want to stop him. Are you his dog?"

"You keep saying you are for the people, but what is the reality? You will only help the tyrant! A bunch of running dogs, hetui!"

"You officials and ministers, you are not even as good as a finger of the prince!"

The people were indignant.

The captain of the Jinwu Guards showed a trance in his eyes, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

On the other side.

Ren Pingsheng didn't seem to care about what others said, and continued to do his own thing.

He crippled Anping Bozi's two arms in a row.

"Ah——"

The pain that cannot be described in words swept through his body.

The mind of Anping Bozi was blank, and he uttered an extremely shrill wail. He straightened his upper body like a conditioned reflex, with a ferocious expression.

After a few seconds, he finally fainted.

At this moment.

An angry shout came from not far away.

"Stop!"

Ren Pingsheng turned his head and saw a middle-aged man in a scarlet robe walking over quickly, his face gloomy.

When the Jinwu Guards saw the middle-aged man, he seemed to have seen a savior, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly greeted him: "Mr. Shilang!"

A small Anping Bozi could actually alarm a third-rank official like the Shilang of the Ministry of Justice.

It seems that many big shots are hiding in the dark to watch this good show.

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng's eyes sank, and he ignored the Shilang of the Ministry of Justice, walked up to Anping Bozi Li Yifan, raised his right leg, and pretended to step on him.

The next second, he heard a shout not far away.

"How dare you!"

Then he heard the captain of the Jinwu Guards exclaim in surprise: "Anping Bo!"

Two big men arrived at the scene at once.

Ren Pingsheng still ignored him and exerted his strength. With a powerful and heavy kick, he stepped directly on Anping Bozi's abdomen.

Poof——

Anping Bozi, who was already in a coma, spit out a mouthful of blood, opened his eyes wide, and his pupils gradually became dilated, leaving only half a breath.

His limbs were broken and his qi sea was severely damaged. Even if he survived, he would most likely become a cripple.

Not far away.

Anping Bo watched his only legitimate son, who was also a martial arts talent who carried the high hopes of the entire family, being abused like this. His eyes were as big as copper bells, his whole face turned purple, his facial features were squeezed together hideously, and his face looked terrible. He squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "Ren Pingsheng! You are looking for death!"

As soon as the words fell.

The majestic spiritual energy gushed out, turning into a gust of wind and sweeping towards Ren Pingsheng.

He is a fifth-rank warrior. Ren Pingsheng cannot resist a full-strength attack under extreme anger.

Even the people around him will suffer!

Li Yong saw this scene, his eyes condensed, mobilized the spiritual energy of his whole body, and appeared in front of Ren Pingsheng in the blink of an eye, ready to use his body as a shield to resist this attack for him.

All this happened in a flash.

The onlookers had no time to react at all, and stood there at a loss.

At the same time.

The majestic spiritual energy of the fifth-rank warrior condensed into a long spear in the air, with an unstoppable momentum, piercing directly into Ren Pingsheng's chest!

Such a blow.

Even if Li Yong stood in front of him as a meat shield, Ren Pingsheng would definitely be seriously injured!

Ren Pingsheng saw this scene, but he was not in a hurry. He took out the talisman left by the Taoist from his arms, held it in his hand, stretched out his hand to push Li Yong who was blocking in front of him, and lowered his voice: "He doesn't have the courage to kill this prince."

Li Yong was slightly stunned and was about to speak.

A loud noise interrupted him.

Boom!

The spear, condensed by the majestic spiritual energy, seemed to hit an invisible wall, making a deafening roar.

At the same time.

A low voice sounded between heaven and earth.

"Disperse!"

The next second.

Like a violent storm with extreme anger and madness, it dissipated in the air like bubbles, as if it had never appeared.

The spear hit the wall and the words came out at almost the same time.

The furious Anping Bo did not notice this scene, thinking that it was the assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice beside him who was blocking him.

He became even more annoyed, his eyes wide open, staring at the middle-aged man in a scarlet robe beside him, gritting his teeth and saying: "Yuan Guojing! Do you want to be an enemy of this uncle!"

Yuan Guojing, the left assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice, had a blank expression on his face and said indifferently: "The court has its own laws. Someone used private punishment in public, and this official sat and watched. How can I explain to the emperor?"

The voice fell.

An Pingbo was furious. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly realized something and glared at Ren Pingsheng, gritting his teeth and saying, "Since Minister Yuan said so, he should treat everyone equally. Even if my Fan'er has committed a thousand mistakes, he should be arrested and convicted by the Ministry of Justice.

If the Ministry of Justice doesn't arrest anyone, my Fan'er is not guilty. This Ren Pingsheng beat my Fan'er like this, which is a crime in the street! According to the laws of our Great Zhou, what crime should be imposed on those who commit crimes in the street and cause serious injuries?!"

Yuan Guojing opened his mouth and was about to answer, but before he could open his mouth, he heard the people around him say indignantly, "He said that it was a martial arts competition, and life and death were determined by fate, and there was no later account. How come you said something else?"

"That's right, you are still a high-ranking official. If you don't understand the truth at all, you will default on your debts. You are worse than a gangster!"

"From what we have seen just now, His Royal Highness is not wrong!"

Perhaps his passion was ignited by Ren Shengsheng's actions just now.

now.

Thousands of people watching, facing the superior An Pingbo and the Minister of Justice, did not show any fear and stood up one after another:

"Your Majesty, you are right!"

"Your Majesty, you are right!"

"Your Majesty, you are right!"

Boom boom boom!

The sound is uniform, like the beating of war drums, deafening and mind-blowing!

Even the Minister of Justice cannot turn a blind eye to such a force.

He practiced Confucianism and Taoism, and the awe-inspiring righteousness cultivated in his body came from the power of luck in the holy temple.

If there is a tit-for-tat confrontation with the people, the power of luck may be weakened to a certain extent.

Although it won't have much impact as long as the official position of Minister of Justice is still there, it will have an impact after all.

Out of this concern, he swallowed back what he was about to say and remained silent.

Seeing his silence, Uncle An Ping immediately understood the stakes involved. He no longer pressed, looked at the officers of the Ministry of Justice behind him, and ordered: "You guys go and detain Ren Pingsheng, who committed the murder and injured others!"

When several officers of the Ministry of Justice heard this, they looked hesitant and looked at their servant. They saw that the servant neither nodded nor shook his head, and they were all in trouble.

at this time.

A scholar suddenly stood out from the crowd of onlookers.

He held a copy of "Dazhou Law" in his hand, looked at the officers of the Ministry of Punishment, and said righteously: "According to our Dazhou Law, there are eight out of the ten major sins...

Discuss relatives, discuss old friends, discuss talents, discuss abilities, discuss merits, discuss nobles, discuss diligence, discuss guests!

The above eight categories of people, not to mention the Ministry of Punishment, cannot be convicted even by the three judicial departments. They must be judged by His Majesty himself. Only if His Majesty thinks they are guilty will they be considered guilty!

The prince of Zhenbei is the prince of the vassal state who was conferred by the imperial court. He is equivalent to a second-grade military officer and belongs to the highest ranking among the eight nobles.

What qualifications do you, a little earl, have to instruct the Ministry of Punishment to detain the crown prince? Could it be that you want to seek power and usurp the throne, taking over the throne and replacing him with the Holy One? "

It has to be said that scholars are very eloquent. In just a few words, An Pingbo was accused of treason.

Hearing this, An Pingbo's heart surged with anger, his face turned purple, and the veins on his forehead were clearly visible. He squeezed out five words from between his teeth: "Who do you think you are!"

The scholar showed no fear, raised his head slightly, and said righteously: "Scholar of Great Zhou!"

"well said!"

"When the road is rough, you stand up and speak out for justice. You are worthy of being a great scholar of Zhou Dynasty!"

"If all my scholars in the Great Zhou Dynasty were so strong-willed, how could they have allowed that monster tribe to wreak havoc in the border areas for many years!"

There was a burst of cheers from the people.

Immediately afterwards, several more scholars stood up and confronted An Pingbo tit for tat.

"Although you are an earl, you are only equivalent to a fourth-grade military attache, and you are still far from the second-grade military officer. If you dare to attack the prince of Zhenbei, you will not only hurt someone, but also commit the following crimes, and the crime will be increased to one level! "

"As a great nobleman of the Zhou Dynasty, he did not care for the people, but allowed his son to go around doing abuse, which is an outright disaster. If I were you, seeing the virtue of my son, I would have gone to the Holy Lord to plead guilty.

You actually have the nerve to bark like crazy here. I have never seen anyone as shameless as you! "

These scholars are all professional trolls, trolling people, quoting scriptures, one set after another, and spraying sticks of incense without repetition.

At this moment, even the backbone of the feudal faction in the court, facing such a headwind situation, Yuan Guojing, the Minister of Punishment, could not help but retreat and silently took two steps back.

I was secretly glad that I was lucky not to be impulsive just now, otherwise my reputation would be ruined.

I am glad but at the same time I can't help but regret that I shouldn't have come here in the first place, which made me unable to get off.

Now I can neither advance nor retreat. I don’t know what to do.

But you can't blame him.

After all, who would have thought that Prince Zhenbei, who had only been in the capital for just over two months, would have such a voice among the people?

the other side.

An Pingbo's face had turned into a pig's head, but there was nothing he could do against these scholars.

After all, it can be seen from their clothes that they are all students of the Imperial College, and they have the protection of the Holy Academy's sacrificial wine.

Although he was an earl, in the final analysis he was just resting on his ancestors' merits and was nothing in front of Cheng Jijiu.

Even if he retaliates afterwards, as long as he is discovered by Cheng Jijiu, he will definitely end badly and the gain will outweigh the loss.

I can only swallow this mouthful of cowardice.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

An Pingbo roared crazily in his heart, venting his emotions. The next second, he stared at Ren Pingsheng with bloodshot eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "I am going to file a complaint! Ren Pingsheng, just wait!"

As soon as he finished speaking, some students from the Imperial College mocked: "At such an old age, it is really embarrassing to be scolded for being unreasonable and to go back to your parents to cry."

"What a shameless person!"

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Listening to all kinds of sarcasm coming from my ears.

An Pingbo almost gritted his teeth, but even so, he still endured and did not make a move.

Because he knows it in his heart.

The Imperial College student was right.

Imperial law stipulates that for officials and nobles of second rank and above, as long as they have not committed any of the ten major crimes, the Third Law Division has no power to judge the crime and must leave it to His Majesty to judge the crime.

Ren Pingsheng was a prince appointed by the court, a real second-rank official, and belonged to the scope of the Eight Deliberations.

If he took action against him, it would be an act of usurpation, and he would definitely be punished by His Majesty, which would not be worth the loss.

"Hu——"

An Pingbo exhaled a foul breath, tried his best to suppress the rage in his heart, stepped forward, and wanted to pull his son, who was still half alive, back from Ren Pingsheng's feet.

At this moment.

Ren Pingsheng suddenly raised his foot and kicked Li Yifan's back, kicking him under An Pingbo's feet.

"Puff!"

Li Yifan spurted out another mouthful of blood, his clothes were stained red with blood, and his limbs were bent at 90 degrees. He looked like a dead person, which was horrible.

However.

The onlookers did not think it was cruel when they saw this scene, but felt very relieved.

Li Yifan had been rampant in the inner city of the capital for a long time.

Every now and then, you would see this guy making trouble in public after getting drunk and bullying passers-by.

The people dared to be angry but not to speak out.

Now that someone has taken action to punish them, how can they feel that it is cruel?

If they had the status and power of the prince, they would want to crush the head of this dog!

The people watching were happy and refreshed.

An Pingbo watched his beloved son being kicked at his feet like garbage, and his eyes were bloodshot. He roared in a low voice: "Ren Pingsheng! You are too much!"

Ren Pingsheng turned a deaf ear to him, as if he didn't take him seriously at all. He turned his head to look at Li Yong and said word by word: "See, this is how you should treat this kind of dog in the future.

The more you indulge him, the more rampant he will be. After a long time, he will really think he is a big shot. In fact, a bug will always be a bug and can't turn the world upside down!"

Hearing this, Li Yong's blood boiled, and surging emotions surged in his heart. He glanced at An Pingbo and An Pingbo's son Li Yifan, who was bloody at his feet, and said seriously: "I will teach you!"

An Pingbo's neck was red, his teeth were creaking, and his hands were clenched tightly. He almost couldn't control his anger.

Three seconds later, the anger in his heart erupted like a volcano, and the majestic spiritual energy in his body rolled again.

Aside.

Seeing this, Yuan Guojing, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice, was shocked. He hurriedly used his righteous spirit and said in a deep voice: "If you can't bear a little, you will ruin your big plan."

The power of the words of the saints, rippling around, took effect in an instant.

The anger in Anpingbo's heart dissipated by half.

He took a deep look at Ren Pingsheng, snorted coldly, bent down and picked up Li Yifan, who was still half breath, and walked away.

The onlookers saw this scene and burst into warm cheers!

There was no hesitation in praising His Royal Highness for his righteousness.

Things have developed to this point.

Many people have forgotten that the reason why Ren Pingsheng punished Anpingbo's son Li Yifan was not because he was domineering, but because he caused trouble in front of Chunfeng Hall.

But who cares about the cause when you get the desired result?

The cheers continued.

Ren Pingsheng fell into deep thought.

Just now, he saw it very clearly.

Anping Bo gathered all his spiritual energy and launched a full-strength attack in extreme anger, but it was not dispersed by the words of the Minister of Justice, but was blocked by a seemingly invisible wall of air.

Someone is protecting me in secret!

Is it the guards sent by my father, or the spies planted by the emperor, or someone else?

He is more inclined to believe that my father has sent guards in secret.

But on second thought, it seems unrealistic.

There are actually not many masters of the fourth level in the northern border, and each of them holds an important position in the army.

With my father's character, no matter how much he loves me, it is impossible for him to transfer the backbone of the northern border defense line to the capital.

If the fifth level is sent, it should not be able to reach the level of being calm and blocking the full-strength attack of the fifth-level warrior just now.

I have no idea who just made the move, so I simply stop thinking about it.

Ren Pingsheng cast aside his distracting thoughts, looked at Li Yong, and said solemnly: "Chunfengtang is operating normally. If someone causes trouble again, you should know what to do."

Li Yong's expression was firm, and he replied: "I know!"

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly and said no more.

In the eyes of the people admiring him, he got on his horse and left Chunfengtang.

From beginning to end, he ignored Anping Bo and the Minister of Justice.

The Jinwu Guards and the Ministry of Justice stood in place, watching Ren Pingsheng riding away on his horse, with a complicated look on their faces.

What is the top dude!

In front of the Minister of Justice, Anping Bo and countless people, he beat Anping Bo's only legitimate son half to death, and finally walked away as if nothing had happened.

How many people in the entire capital can do this?

I'm afraid that His Royal Highness Ning Wang is no more than this.

Minister of Justice Yuan Guojing thought differently from these officials.

He knew better that Ren Pingsheng was fearless not because he was the prince of Zhenbei, equivalent to a second-rank military officer, but because he was a hostage in the northern border.

As long as the emperor had not made up his mind to reduce the power of the vassal states, no matter how he struggled, he would not be able to do anything to him.

Once the emperor was determined to reduce the power of the vassal states, no matter how well-behaved he was, even if he wrote poems and sang praises to the emperor and the civil and military officials all day long, he would still be suppressed.

However

Even if he understood this truth.

Most of the hostages were cautious and did not dare to be too presumptuous. Who would have thought that the prince of Zhenbei would be so arrogant and beat Anping Bozi half to death.

Thinking of this.

Yuan Guojing suddenly realized something and was slightly startled.

If he remembered correctly.

Prince Zhenbei is a well-known martial arts loser. He has been practicing hard for more than ten years and has yet to break through to the ninth level.

Although Uncle Anping has a arrogant personality and indulges in sensuality, he does have some talent in martial arts.

Even without practicing hard, he has already broken through the seventh level, and is considered quite satisfactory among the seventh level.

No one came to help.

How could Prince Zhenbei defeat Uncle Anping?

Thinking of this, he looked at Jinwu Guard Baihu and asked, "During the fight between Prince Zhenbei and Uncle Anping just now, did any outsiders intervene?"

Jinwuwei Baihu shook his head and replied: "Sir, no."

"How can this be."

Yuan Guojing's pupils shrank and his mouth opened slightly, a little unbelievable.

Seeing this scene, the Jinwu Guard Baihu thought to themselves: Yuan Shilang has just realized this problem now, is he a little too slow?

After a few seconds of silence, he spoke: "Prince Zhenbei was facing off against Uncle Anping just now, and Ji Zhi was standing by the whole time. The spiritual energy in Prince Zhenbei's body has reached the level of the seventh rank, and is even worthy of being ranked among the seventh ranks. Outstanding, but"

At this point, he stopped abruptly, as if he was hesitant to speak.

Yuan Guojing glanced at him, frowned slightly, and asked, "But what?"

Jinwu Guard Baihu said: "But I guess from many details that Prince Zhenbei is still in the eighth rank."

A seventh-grade martial artist can already release spiritual energy.

However, Prince Zhenbei did not leak any spiritual energy during the battle.

From this point alone, it can be basically concluded that he has not broken through to the seventh level.

I hesitate to speak because this inference is too shocking.

It is not uncommon for people below extraordinary level to fight and win.

But generally speaking, they use various props and means to win miserably in the end.

Prince Zhenbei, like Prince Zhenbei, used his eighth-grade body to crush the seventh-grade, knocking the opponent to the ground with just one punch.

Not to mention seeing it, just hearing it.

Literally, unheard of!

"Eighth grade?!"

Yuan Guojing was even more shocked and said in a slightly urgent tone: "Are you sure?"

Jin Wuwei Baihu hesitated for a moment and replied: "It's almost the same."

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When Yuan Guojing heard this, he fell into a long silence.

I do not know how long it has been.

His eyes flickered, he looked at the officers from the Criminal Department behind him, and ordered: "I have something to do, so you can go back to the Yamen on your own."

The officer from the Ministry of Punishment did not hesitate and saluted: "Yes, sir!"

Yuan Guojing nodded slightly, got on his horse, and rushed in a certain direction.

Renfu.

Ren Pingsheng walked into the courtyard, not caring about what just happened.

If the emperor planned to deal with his father, this matter would not matter at all and would not have any impact on him.

Same thing.

If the emperor didn't plan to deal with his father, this matter would be nothing. He was already reasonable, and a count with no power or strength could not make any waves at all.

It may only cause some controversy in the court and attract the anger of some officials who want to reduce the vassal status.

But.who cares about them?

With this thought in mind, Ren Pingsheng sat cross-legged and meditated, planning to practice the "Longevity Kung Fu" at noon.

Just as I closed my eyes, I suddenly smelled the smell of blood.

Opening his eyes, he looked down and found that at some point, there was a lot of blood on his body. As expected, it was all from that playboy.

"unlucky."

Ren Pingsheng cursed secretly and planned to go into the house to change clothes.

As soon as he took two steps, he heard hurried footsteps coming from outside the hospital.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Chuyue's soft and sweet voice sounded, filled with anxiety.

"Your Majesty, Senior Sister is suddenly ill. Please go see Senior Sister as soon as possible."

When Ren Pingsheng heard this, he thought Jiang Chuyue was looking for trouble to tease him again.

Turning her head to look, she found that there was indeed a hint of panic in her eyebrows, which was not disguised, and then she realized that Chang An might really be sick.

"You're fine, why did you suddenly become ill?"

Ren Pingsheng's heart sank. He didn't bother to change his clothes, so he walked to the yard next door and asked, "What's going on?"

Jiang Chuyue looked slightly flustered: "I don't know... Half an hour ago, senior sister was fine. She was sitting in front of the window alone, staring at the blue sky and white clouds in a daze. I went out to get a bunch of candied haws to eat. When I came back I saw the senior sister lying on the table.

At first I thought the senior sister was tired, so I called out a few times, but the senior sister ignored me, and then I realized that the senior sister was sick. "

Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng's heart sank even deeper and he asked, "What's wrong with your body?"

Jiang Chuyue said: "He just looks weak, his forehead is a little hot, and he looks dazed, as if he is unconscious."

It sounded like a fever.

But fever doesn’t come on suddenly.

Could it be a poisonous attack?

Ren Pingsheng was thinking wildly for a while, and only halfway through did he remember to call the doctor.

He took out the gold medal for entering the palace from his arms and handed it to Jiang Chuyue, with a solemn expression on his face: "Ask someone to enter the palace with the token and ask for the imperial doctor."

"good!"

Jiang Chuyue reached out to take the token, nodded solemnly, turned and left the yard, looking for the guards.

Ren Pingsheng entered the house alone, and the first thing he saw was a neatly dressed Chang An lying on the bed.

He quickly walked to the bed and sat down, looking down.

Chang An was veiled as always, with her clothes clinging to her graceful and slender body. She was lying on the bed in a daze. Her formerly fair and shiny skin did not look rosy at all at this moment.

The long eyelashes cast a shadow, trembling slightly, the black long hair loosened, the hair in front of the forehead was soaked with sweat, and it was messy on the cheek.

The delicate appearance due to illness was distressing.

"Madam." Ren Pingsheng sat on the bed, leaned over slightly, and called softly.

Chang An, who was lying on the sickbed, seemed to hear Ren Pingsheng's call, and her beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned, and then gradually relaxed.

Ren Pingsheng gently placed the back of his hand on her white and smooth forehead soaked with sweat.

It's a bit hot!

Ren Pingsheng was shocked: "It's hot!"

At this time.

Chang An seemed to feel someone touching her, her eyebrows frowned again, her long eyelashes kept trembling, as if trying hard to open her eyes, and her black hair looked even more messy because of the sweat.

"Madam, it's me." Ren Pingsheng slowed down his tone and called softly.

Hearing a familiar voice.

Chang An's frown relaxed again, his eyelashes stopped trembling, and he lay quietly on the bed, but cold sweat continued to ooze out of his white and smooth forehead.

He exhaled bursts of hot air, and the situation seemed not optimistic.

Ren Pingsheng looked at this scene, and his heart became more and more worried. After thinking for a few seconds, he said softly: "Madam, have a good rest. I will go out to get a basin of water to cool you down."

After that, he stood up and planned to call the maid.

At this time.

A whimper came from the side.

Then there was a hazy call.

It seemed to be.

Don't go.