When I went to the Mendi Mansion again, I inevitably felt something strange in my heart. didn't sit down, pushed the tea served by Di Chun, and paced in the hall with a knife, looking anxious.

Accompanied by Li Yuanfang, when he stepped into the hall, his first reaction was to look at the Yuan Hui up and down. Seeing his wandering appearance, covered in rain and mist, Di Renjie immediately asked: "Yuan Hui, you are not on duty in the palace city, you came to visit at night, what happened in the palace?" ”

"My lord, you're still so alert!" Yuan Hui saluted, swept the old fox, and praised him.

"Something happened to the Emperor?" With a tense expression, Di Renjie asked directly.

didn't talk nonsense anymore, Yuan Hui said directly: "Your Majesty has a sudden emergency, please enter the palace immediately for diagnosis!" ”

"Prepare the carriage and horses!"

Braving the night rain, the horse galloped north, and at this time, Di Renjie regretted that his mansion was too southern.

"Yuan Emblem...... Do you know why Your Majesty had a sudden emergency? On top of the car, Di Renjie's fat face was very suspicious, and his eyes stared directly at Yuan Hui who was sitting on the side, and asked.

Glancing at the old fox, Yuan Hui showed a cautious expression, covered by the sound of rain, and there was no need to deliberately lower his voice: "Haven't you heard about the strange things in the palace recently?" ”

Hearing this, Di Renjie just looked at him and waited for the following.

Seeing that the old fox was not seduced and was less interested, Yuan Hui said slowly: "It is rumored in the palace that Your Majesty is infested by ghosts and monsters, and the soul asks for his life, and he can't sleep at night...... Tonight's events, I'm afraid it's also because of this! ”

"Hmph, in this peaceful world, where are ghosts and heresies, I'm afraid that those people with ill intentions are just spreading rumors!" Di Fatpang immediately disdained a word, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Yuan Langjun: "Others are just going back, why, you Yuan Hui also believe in such ghosts and heresies?" ”

Shrugging his shoulders, Yuan Hui said lightly: "Who can say for sure about the netherworld?" Your Majesty was disturbed by him, and he almost split the body of the Imperial Doctor Feng Chunlai before! ”

"Huh? It seems that the emperor's state is more serious than I imagined! The old face was very solemn, Di Renjie took a breath: "Tell me about ......"

Simply, the old fox who was haunted by this curiosity recounted.

The wheels are rolling, rolling over the blue bricks and flat stones of the heavenly street, breaking through the rain and moving forward. In the carriage, Di Renjie's puzzled voice faintly floated out: "Princess Taiping also entered the palace to say hello?" What a sensitive ear and eye......"

Di Chubby, the old fox, was suspicious, as if he was unwilling to let go of the slightest doubtful detail.

Entering the imperial city, going straight to the dormitory, as soon as Di Renjie arrived, people's hearts were at peace, and when there was a crisis, the prestige of this old fox was reflected. He called the pulse for Wu Cao, installed a wave of X, beckoned the palace people to support the empress, took out the silver needle, and performed acupuncture.

Di Renjie's silver needle is obviously stained with aura, detoxifying, prolonging life, and saving the soul...... Almost anything. Looking at a few acupuncture points, a few needles were pricked to dispel the accumulation of blood in the heart and chest, and the emperor's condition was immediately controlled.

"That's it!" Breathing a sigh of relief, Di Renjie had a smile on his fat face: "When Your Majesty rests for a while, she will wake up!" ”

"The technique of the golden needle of the old man is really superb, and it makes the lower officials embarrassed!" Feng Chunlai was also in good spirits, and praised Di Renjie, with gratitude in his eyes. If something really happens to the emperor, his family's life will not be saved.

Waving his hand, Di Renjie turned his head to Yuan Hui, who was waiting in the outer room, and ordered: "Yuan Hui, you stay outside the hall and strictly order to go down, and tonight's events must not be spread outside!" ”

"Yes!"

The hall fell silent, and everything was in order again. Wu Cao lay quietly on the couch, and his old face regained a little ruddyness. The young woman and princess had a short and delicate body, gently holding the quilt for the empress, her beautiful buttocks pouted, and she raised two plump and round arcs, and twisted slightly with the movements in her hands......

It's a pity that such a wonderful scene that makes the blood of the beast boil, Yuan Langjun couldn't appreciate it.

Di Renjie, the old fox, completely ignored it, and noticed a green toad that fell on the edge of the royal couch, and let out a light "hiss", stepped forward to pick it up, and observed it carefully. flipped it twice, and there were two words engraved on it: Mingyun.

Shocked!

"That's the ...... my mother gave to my second brother back then," quietly, Princess Taiping's cold voice sounded from behind.

"Why did King Yong's things appear in the main hall?" Di Renjie's fat face was full of astonishment.

"According to the inner attendant, it was brought into the temple by Feng Chunlai!" There was some "jealousy" in the princess's tone: "But listening to my mother's whispering when she was unconscious, I was afraid that the second brother's soul was uneasy, so he pretended to be ......."

"Your Highness!" Before she could finish speaking, Di Chubby interrupted her seriously: "The netherworld heresy is not enough to believe!" If it is really King Yong, why is it ten years later that he is doing it? ”

Looking at the old fox's face, the young princess's expression was a little unsightly, and she looked at Di Chubby's eyes, and a trace of unkindness flashed faintly.

"What the elder said is very ......," he said with some embarrassment.

......

When there was disturbance in the imperial palace, the northern suburbs, on the official road leading to the divine capital, were not peaceful. The rain tended to get heavier and heavier, and on the bleak official road, a horse-drawn carriage was parked alone.

In front of the carriage sat a coachman, still holding the reins and whip in his hands, but there was no head above his shoulder, and a neat and terrifying wound on his neck, apparently cut off by a sharp weapon. Gradually dense raindrops washed over the wounds, and blood flowed down the rain.

The horses pulling the cart were constantly snorting and trampling on all fours, looking particularly irritable.

On the side of the official road, there is a barley field, and a middle-aged man is braving the rain, like a headless fly, running in a hurry......

The rain blurred his vision, and he was about to rush out of the wheat field and run onto the dirt road, when a huge "figure" suddenly appeared in front of him, and the man was startled, and he screamed "ah".

Suddenly he stumbled and fell to the ground, gnawed a mouthful of mud, and looked up, but in front of him was a scarecrow dressed in a robe to protect the field, looking through the gloomy rain curtain, lifelike.

The frightened man looked left and right a few times, and the hazy rain and mist shrouded the land, and the surroundings were pitch black. gasped for a few breaths, wiped the rain from his face, quickly stood up, and stuffed the waist card in his arms under the scarecrow's coat.

After that, he ignored it, ran to the dirt road, came out of the wheat field, slipped his feet, and rolled on the dirt road several times.

"Bang! Cha! Several heavy footsteps rang in my ears, and the sound of metal pieces crashing into my ears poured into my ears.

Turning his head, the man's eyes were wide open and his face was pale. Even if the night was misty, he could clearly see that standing in front of him was a tall figure, wrapped in the general's armor, holding a phoenix-winged gilt boring in his hand.

Horrible, above the shoulders, empty, without a head. This is a headless general.

His lips trembled and opened, and the cold light flashed, and the middle-aged man's head was knocked off, and blood was splashed all over the ground.

Walking to the corpse, the headless general took out a document from his bosom and stuffed it into the man's inner lining. Then he rode an unusual horse, as big as a beast, and drove away.

rushed to the carriage on the official road, and on the inner wall of the carriage, he "calmly" drew a strange pattern: a blood-dripping eagle!