In the carriage, a young man was lying. [This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

He was covered with a thick blanket and a soft quilt covering his body, revealing only his face.

Very beautiful face, picturesque eyebrows, peaks, nose valves, lips, facial features and facial lines are perfect as the fine painting of top painters.

Anyone who has seen him will never forget his beauty.

Even the most beautiful woman will lower her arrogant chin in front of him.

It's just that his skin is dull and bloodless, pale and gray, and even his breathing seems to have stopped.

It's no different from a dead man.

This man is the world-famous but extremely mysterious Hunting King Yin Nine Kills.

On this day in mid-October, he was finally sent back to the capital, and Emperor Shangshen came to the post station to greet him with dozens of important officials of the imperial court.

He fell into a coma again, unable to witness the glory of the emperor coming up to greet him.

Qiu Yexian looked at Yin Jiu Killing, and thought in his heart: If he doesn't wake up from this long sleep, everyone will be happy.

But he still had to swear with a sad face: "Aiqing has suffered, I have searched for famous doctors all over the world, and I have exhausted the world's famous medicines, and I will definitely save Aiqing." ”

Several important ministers quietly poked their heads out behind him, and after being able to see the face of the hunting king, they were all frightened: this, this is not dead?

However, the hunting king is really beautiful, and the "four beauties of the capital" may not be comparable to him, but unfortunately, the more beautiful the thing, the shorter the life.

No matter how you look at it, the hunting king is already terminally ill, and now he is just surviving.

After looking at the Hunting King, Qiu Yexian walked to another carriage to see Wu Ran.

Wu Ran obviously has a long time to live, but his right leg has lost two-thirds of its length.

Because after his right leg was cut off, he lost too much blood and was in a coma for a long time, although he is no longer in serious trouble, his body is very weak and he is unable to get out of the car.

Facing the emperor's greeting, he could only sit up with his body propped up and arched his hand: "Chen Wuran has seen the emperor, please forgive the emperor for the crime of not being able to salute." ”

His face is very calm, and he does not have the negative psychology of giving up on himself and complaining about others after he is disabled.

It's not that he doesn't care about that leg, it's just that he refuses to let it go.

He wants victory, whether on the battlefield or in life, he wants to be a real strongman.

"What is General Wu's crime?" Qiu Yexian made a gesture of support, "You were injured for the country, I am moved in my heart, and now I only hope that you can recuperate with peace of mind and serve the country after your body recovers." ”

He carefully observed Wu Ran's expression, and Wu Ran's tenacity and calmness made him nod secretly.

If Wu Ran collapsed because of such a trivial matter, he would definitely discard Wu Ran without hesitation.

His cronies must be strong-willed figures, like Feng Jinghua.

Wu Ran's eyes were very calm, and his tone was also very calm, as if he was stating the reality that was too normal to be normal: "Yes, the minister will definitely make persistent efforts to serve the country." ”

This is his statement and ambition to the emperor.

Autumn Night String smiled: "I believe in you." ”

This is his statement as an emperor.

He will continue to reuse and trust Wu Ran, and Wu Ran will not lose his future because he has lost a leg.

Wu Ran was slightly moved, and his eyes were faintly red: "Minister-Emperor Xie." ”

Qiu Yexian patted him on the shoulder and turned around: "Enter the city immediately!" ”

He rode a tall horse, walked at the head of the procession, and personally sent the two generals home.

Along the way, hundreds of people greeted them.

It's just that the two wounded generals returned to Beijing to recuperate, but the scene looked like a triumphant return.

According to the ceremony, the emperor sent the hunting king first.

In front of the gate of hell, Madame Zi and Madame Lan took all the concubines and knelt down to greet them.

The emperor affirmed the talent and merits of the king in public, and told everyone in the underworld to take good care of the queen of hunting, leaving two imperial doctors who were good at detoxification to accompany the king of hunting, and then left.

Feng Jinghua knelt at the back of the crowd, looking at the autumn night strings of the light wind and moon, and his heart was in heavy pain for a long time, and then it was like water.

She and Qiu Yexian are only in an antagonistic relationship.

She will not be soft on her enemies.

After the emperor left, the guards carefully carried the carriage into the palace, and then carried the king to the bed.

It was only then that Lady Purple and Mrs. Lan saw the face of the Hunting King, and they were immediately shocked and sobbed in a low voice.

The appearance of the king is almost the same as a corpse.

Of course, they knew that King Hunt was still alive, but they already had a bad premonition in their hearts: Lord Wang, he shouldn't live long!

Their cries reached the door, making the concubines anxious like ants on a hot pot, eager to break in and see what was going on, but their status was low, and they could not enter without permission, so as not to disturb the prince.

Feng Jinghua mixed in the crowd, and also pretended to be anxious, and she didn't leave until Mrs. Lan came out to drive people away.

After returning to Lianxiang Residence, she has been sitting in her room, silently deliberating on the plan she wants to tell the Hunting King.

On this day, because of the return of the hunting king, the hell exploded, and the noise did not stop until the evening.

In the middle of the night, the underworld was silent and cold, and no one walked outside.

Feng Jinghua acted at this time.

Dressed as a guard, she climbed over the wall, hid in the deepest darkness, and dived to the Floating Cloud Pavilion where the Hunting King lived.

The doors and windows of the Floating Cloud Pavilion were closed, and the darkness was overwhelming, and it seemed that the pavilion was uninhabited.

Feng Jinghua sneaked to the gate of the Floating Cloud Pavilion, and with just a push, the door opened.

She went straight to the Hunter's room, and the door opened with a push.

Not only was the lamp lit in the room, but Kamioh was not asleep.

As she had seen him for the first time, he leaned back on the bed, holding a book in his hand, as if savoring the book.

Feng Jinghua closed the door tightly, walked to the bed, and sat down.

King Hunter put down the book, supported his chin with one hand, and put the other hand on his lap at will, first raised his eyes, and then closed his eyes: "Say it." ”

Feng Jinghua made a detailed report on what she had done and what she knew after she left the barracks.

The two have always exchanged letters, but because the content is too sensitive, they are always written in a very short and obscure way, and they cannot explain the details.

She said for nearly half an hour.

King Hunt asked a lot of details, and every sentence was to the point, and Feng Jinghua calmly answered.

Then the king opened his eyes, and there was still no emotion on his face: "What to do next, have you thought about it?" ”

Feng Jinghua smiled: "I thought about it a lot, and I asked the prince to adjudicate." ”

She detailed her plan and waited for the king to decide if she wanted to do it.

It was impossible for the Hunter to bow down to her, so she had to take a step back and leave the decision to the Hunter.

It was not until the fourth watch that the two ended the secret meeting.

Feng Jinghua left the Floating Cloud Pavilion and sneaked back to the Lotus Fragrance Residence.

King Hunter likes to be quiet and never lets the Floating Cloud Pavilion place guards, but in fact, that's just because he doesn't need guards.

He is the strongest master, and he is definitely capable of guarding his realm alone.

Not to mention that this was not a military camp, and he had plenty of time to deal with every intruder.

This was the reason why Feng Jinghua was able to easily sneak into the Floating Cloud Pavilion tonight.

Without the permission of the Hunting King, no one could step into the Floating Cloud Pavilion.

Just talked with the hunting king for more than an hour, but Feng Jinghua felt very tired, and fell asleep after returning to the Lianxiang Residence.

As soon as she fell asleep, another person not far from her had already gotten up and didn't light the lamp, so she sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated.

Half an hour later, he opened his eyes, pulled a sharp knife from under his pillow, and walked out of the room lightly.