However, many more people have an indescribable pleasure in their hearts, like a person who can never touch and can only look up, suddenly being pulled down from the altar and placed at their feet.

Nangong Ling has been a myth of Tianyao since he was fourteen years old, he has always been high, detached and indifferent, and has no intersection with hundreds of officials, some people rush to slap him, he can force people to dry in the gatehouse all day.

When they didn't know that Nangong Ling was so difficult to deal with, these officials didn't know how many people had suffered from this.

In their eyes, Nangong Ling should always be so unattainable, but they didn't expect that one day he would be pressed in front of them like this and beaten alive.

Their eyes were full of schadenfreude when they looked at Nangong Ling, and some of them thought in their hearts: Call you arrogant, see if you can still be so unscrupulous after this fight.

Nangong Ling hung his head and didn't look at the surrounding officials for half a minute.

The board fell on the body one by one, and the skin was open.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had felt this pain, or how long it had been since he had been injured.

When he went to the north to fight against the barbarians, he had never been so wolfish in and out of the hundreds of thousands of barbarian troops.

Now that he really felt the taste of injury, Nangong Ling found out that this board hit his body......

It really hurts.

I don't know how many hits, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the front of the board was already stained with blood, and when it was raised, it was splashed with blood.

The corners of his lips pulled a smile: Xiaoyu, we have to settle this account.

Two hundred military sticks, after fighting for half an hour, Nangong Ling's solemn and luxurious prince's robe was soaked with blood, and almost the entire hem was soaked.

After the fight, several ministers hurriedly went over to help him, but Nangong Ling waved his hand and refused.

Standing up with a little difficulty, Nangong Ling bowed in the direction of the dragon chair and said respectfully: "Son-in-law, thank you for your father's grace." ”

He waved at the hundred officials and said, "You have to watch the punishment. ”

No matter how arrogant and indifferent King Ling is, the etiquette is always good, so that no one can find fault. At this time, it was difficult for him to even stand up, but he could still thank the emperor and the hundred officials.

The officials looked at Nangong Ling, and they only felt that they had mixed feelings in their hearts.

He looks like this, and the embarrassment after being beaten is still noble and reserved, and he is generous, as if he was not humiliated in public just now, but just an ordinary early court.

Those who wanted to see Nangong Ling's jokes only felt as if they had been slapped in the face, and they didn't see Nangong Ling's embarrassment, but embarrassed themselves.

After saying these two words, Nangong Ling didn't stay long, turned around, and walked out with a dashing step. If it weren't for the blood dripping from the hem of his robe, no one would have believed that this handsome man had just been punished with two hundred military sticks.

Back at King Ling's Mansion, Jing Xiao was already waiting for him in the study.

Seeing Nangong Ling covered in blood, Jing Xiao was taken aback. He has been with Nangong Ling for so many years, and he has hardly seen him injured, but this time he was so seriously injured, what happened?

Nangong Ling raised his hand to stop his questioning, and asked first, "How is the matter I asked you to do?" ”

Jing Xiao suppressed her concern, and first replied to Nangong Ling's words and said: "Back to the prince, as the prince expected, there are really some sneaky people in the suburbs of Beijing, who seem to be waiting for someone, and their subordinates have already dealt with it." ”

If you deal with it, you will kill it, and you will not leave any of them.

Nangong Ling nodded and said, "Check a few more times, go farther, the road to Beijing must be absolutely clean, and no one who is wrong can stay." ”

"Yes!" Jing Xiao immediately responded.

Hearing Jing Xiao's answer, Nangong Ling suddenly couldn't hold back any longer, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and people couldn't control it.

"Lord Wang!" Jing Xiao screamed and greeted him, and grabbed Nangong Ling, only to see that his eyes were tightly closed, his face was like white paper, and he had fainted.

In the dense forest to the west of the capital, Ruan Yanluo was burying his head in the army.

After they opened the guò ropeway yesterday, they only took a short rest, and then quickly followed the pre-determined route in the direction of Nanchu.

The road was full of high mountains and dangerous roads, and even horses could not be ridden, and Nguyen Yanluo, like everyone else, walked on foot.

Although the county lord's body is not good, it is not too bad, and even if this kind of march is a chore for Ruan Yanluo, it will not be impossible to persevere.

But just now, her heart suddenly hurt, as if she had been struck by something, and she almost bent down in pain.

The body staggered, and Wei Liu, who was walking next to her, hurriedly reached out to support her, looked at her with concern with moist eyes like jade, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's fine." Ruan Yanluo withdrew his hand without a trace, and said, "It's just a trip, the road is still far away, let's go quickly." ”

Wei Liu looked at Ruan Yanluo's back, his eyes drooped, and his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyes.

Along the way, although Ruan Yanluo did not refuse to talk to him, he kept avoiding to have a deeper communication with him.

He knew what she was thinking and what she was minding, but he didn't have a chance to talk to her and untie the knot in her heart.

"Second prince, the front is about to go out of the mountain, there is a plain area, the person in front of you asked the second prince how to go this way?"

According to the original plan, only Wei Liu and some of his relatives left Beijing, and the response was naturally arranged according to this standard, but now that there are so many more people at once, the original arrangement is obviously not enough, and Wei Liu is needed to make up his mind.

Wei Liu was very busy all the way, and from time to time there were subordinates who asked for instructions, so it is conceivable that this must be the case on the next road.

Wei Liu looked at Ruan Yanluo's direction and sighed softly, wait a minute, when he leaves Tianyao and enters the territory of Southern Chu, he will definitely communicate with Ruan Yanluo well.

As for now, he can only put what is in front of him first.

Spreading out the map, Wei Liu looked at it carefully.

……

While Nangong Ling was being tortured in the Golden Palace, Master Ruan was called into the imperial study by the emperor.

Before the smashed cup could be collected, the fragments were scattered all over the ground, and Master Ruan carefully avoided it before he walked to the emperor's side and knelt down to salute.

"The old minister sees the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live."

"With you, long live me?" The emperor's expression was gloomy, and he stared at Ruan Xixian condescendingly. His eyes were fierce and vicious, as if he wanted to directly use his gaze to smash Ruan Xixian's body into pieces.

Faced with such a strong coercion from the emperor, Ruan Xixian seemed to be unaware, and said without raising his head: "The emperor is the true dragon son of heaven, so he can naturally live a long life." ”