Li Lingya rummaged through the bookshelf in his brother's piano room for Ji Kang's remnants of music at the back. He wiped the dust off the Luqi guqin with his armrest, and sighed, "God kills nature, and the truth of the Tao is also." ”

Xiao Wu carried Li Linghong on his back and quietly walked out of the mansion from the lower stone gate. Xiao Wu thought that the eldest young master he had accompanied him from childhood to adulthood would die soon, and his tears were like a kite with a broken string, constantly flowing down.

"Xiao Wu cough cough cough don't cry, life and death cough cough are all reincarnation, I want to open some cough cough" Li Linghong raised his hand to wipe away Xiao Wu's tears.

Outside the lower stone gate, a luxurious royal carriage stopped and waited. On weekdays, the three of them are wearing gorgeous clothes, but today they are all dressed in white plain clothes, all three of them bow their heads and are silent, and Cheng Boots has lost a lot of weight.

The car door opened, and the hot air rushed into the car and turned into a biting cold, Xiao Wu gently carried Li Linghong into the carriage.

Li Linghong was wearing a black cloak, and her body was already a candle in the wind. He leaned on Cheng Boots, and didn't forget to quip, "Little boots, cough, cough, I have lost a lot of weight." All he answered was the dead silence in the car.

The four people in the car, Yuan Xingcheng boots, Xiao Shanhuang and Xiaowu, they didn't understand. Why did Li Linghong rescue that Murong Xiaoxiao who killed him. I don't understand why Li Linghong gave the guqin and solitary score worth 10,000 gold to the Miao Jiang poisonous girl.

The carriage quickly walked outside the prison of the Beijing Guarding Division, and the jailer saw that it was the carriage of the Qi Palace, and let them enter the prison without intercepting it.

Yang Fan, the head of the sky, heard the sound of horses' hooves outside, and hurriedly took a few jailers to see who it was.

Yang Fan is now a big head when he hears the sound of horses' hooves, and all the people who come on horseback in the prison these days are rare big people on weekdays.

Li Tai'an, the prince of Zhenguo, and his wife Xiangyang County Lord have come on horseback, Yuan Hu, the former secretary of the imperial court, has come on horseback, the emperor's personal eunuch Wang Gonggong has come by car, and even the prince and princess have come to the prison and so on.

As soon as the hour arrived, a trace of daylight just leaked out of the sky, several people hurriedly got out of the car, and Yang Fan greeted him with a flattering face. He looked at the six people standing at the entrance of the prison, and his heart was even more shocked, the sons of half of the important ministers of the imperial court came.

Cheng Boots eagerly asked Yang Fan, "Where is Murong Xiaoxiao, a death row prisoner?" He was so familiar with this that the adults who came on horseback and in carts all met to ask this question.

He wondered curiously, this chick who was beaten by the criminal department in addition to her face, her body was rotten everywhere, and this kind of magic power? But that chick is so beautiful, so beautiful that she tortures those living Hades, and she is reluctant to ruin that pretty face.

Yang Fan led everyone down to the ninth floor of death row, and after leaving them the key to the handcuffed cell, he left with interest.

Li Linghong was supported by Li Lingya, and staggered towards Murong Xiaoxiao, who did not have a piece of meat on his body.

Murong Xiaoxiao heard the movement, opened her already swollen eyes, and she saw Li Linghong sneering, "Hey, isn't the son dead yet?" However, the son and the slave family are about to see each other under the Yellow Spring, and the thought of it makes me sick. After saying that, Murong Xiaoxiao fainted on the ground again.

Li Linghong ignored her, and just raised her hands to observe. Although his hands were clamped by clips, fortunately he did not hurt his muscles and bones.

Xiao Wu coughed and opened the lock and took her away. cough cough" A mouthful of black blood oozed out of Li Linghong's hand. "Quick, cough, cough, cough" After a violent cough, Li Lingya picked up the fainted Li Linghong on his back and walked out of this extremely cold prison.

At noon, the huge sun shone on the top of the Baimadian Post Station on the outskirts of Beijing.

I saw a luxurious carriage galloping in the distance, and a young man wearing a Taoist robe with sword eyebrows and peach blossom eyes rushed out of the carriage and rushed into the post station. "Let's go to the upper room." The young man threw out the eight copper coins from his arms and threw them on the counter, and the innkeeper didn't ask much, so he went upstairs and opened the door after receiving the money.

The boss counted, and seven people went upstairs. The heart said: Six men, well, a person who looks like a woman, and someone from the government will say so after a while.

Li Linghong woke up, he already felt that his body could not support tomorrow, and he might fall down at any time.

He leaned in front of the bed and looked at Murong Xiaoxiao, who was covered in scars, still unconscious. asked a few people to move a bucket of hot water and some food gold sore medicine, and then Li Linghong asked everyone except his younger brother Li Lingya to wait for him in another room.

Li Linghong wrapped a wet towel in hot water and wiped Murong's small body. The skin that used to be as white as snow is now in tatters, and there is not a single intact skin on the body, and the soldering iron mark and whip mark are clearly imprinted on the scars on the body.

Under the effect of gold sore medicine, the puffiness on the face subsides quickly. Murong Xiao's face has recovered most of it, compared to the previous heavenly appearance, only a little more muscle thin, and a little less powder.

Murong Xiaoxiao slowly opened her eyes and looked around, and when she saw Li Linghong, she turned her head to the side and clenched a mouthful of shell teeth in her mouth.

Li Linghong didn't say anything when she woke up, just continued to wipe her body and apply gold sore medicine.

In the silence, with Li Linghong's cough, black blood gushed out, "What punishment can be used, don't be here to be benevolent and righteous, this poison has no solution!." Murong Xiao turned his head to look at the black blood on the ground, and said viciously.

After Li Linghong applied gold sore medicine to Murong Xiaoxiao's body, he asked Li Lingya to bring a bowl of ginseng soup from the stone table. He glared at Murong Xiaoxiao and said weakly, "I can't live until tomorrow, you cough cough ”

Li Lingya pinched Murong's small jade mouth very hard and poured the ginseng soup into it. Murong Xiaoxiao swallowed the ginseng soup without the slightest resistance, she stared at Li Linghong's eyes with her beautiful phoenix eyes, and felt a trace of gratitude to the person in front of her who was about to kill her.

In the past few days, she has been begging for life and not for death, and she can't be used for the eighteen punishments. All kinds of nobles in gorgeous clothes forced her to hand over the antidote, some people threatened her to cut her flesh, and some promised her to hand over the antidote to save her life...... Too much, too much.

Two lines of tears slid down her flower-like cheeks, and she waited for the effect of the medicine to take effect. The medicine in her throat did not bleed from the heart-piercing pain she imagined, but a warmth spread from her stomach, and her weak limbs were slowly full of strength.

"Yo cough cough, you Miao Jiang poisonous girl will still cry, cough cough?" Although Li Linghong was extremely weak, he still had to joke to Murong Xiao.

Murong Xiaoxiao slowly got up, suddenly grabbed Li Linghong's throat and said angrily, "What did you give me to drink?" Li Lingya raised his hand and grabbed Murong's little wrist and threw it back to the bed.

"Ahem, cough, this Miao Jiang poisonous girl is really ruthless. Ahem, I didn't give it a huge poison, ahem, this is the ginseng soup that has always hung on my life," Li Linghong rubbed his neck and gasped and explained.

"What do you want to do, it's useless for you to save me, there is no solution to the poison in you!"

"I'm not saving you, but I need you to save it."

As soon as the words fell, Li Linghong took out a half-crippled book from his arms and carefully handed it to Murong Xiaoxiao. Residual spectrum? She was astonished that she had only heard of this fragment of music in the place where she had taught her to play music.

This Ji Kang score is the only score left by Lesheng Ji Kang in later generations.

"Don't be so surprised, cough cough, cough cough, cough cough, there is another thing," Li Lingya took a guqin from his side and put it into Murong Xiaoxiao's arms.

"This is Lu Qi, one of the four guqins, and my brother hopes that the girl will use this guqin to realize Ji Kang's full spectrum," Li Lingya explained with a sigh.

Seeing Murong Xiaoyao's black eyes shine again, Li Linghong smiled slightly and just wanted to say something.

Suddenly, it was dark, and the last residual wax in the wind was slowly blown out.

Li Linghong's heart popped up with all kinds of thoughts: It's a pity that he didn't hear Ji Kang's eternal song in the end, but it's a pity that no matter what he did, Huaiyu didn't raise his eyes to look at himself, and his father still had a lot ......to say to him when he was fighting outside all the year round.

It's a pity...... The wax is gone.