Yao'er stood on the bank of the river, looking at all this with teary eyes, her petite body had already been wet by the torrential rain, she looked at Chen Yuanyuan, who was holding an umbrella beside her, and even the soles of her shoes were not dripping with rain, and prayed: "Sister Yuanyuan, please save the emperor's brother." "Last time, it was Chen Yuanyuan who saved Wang Jian and Qi'er, and she instinctively believed that it would be okay this time.

Chen Yuanyuan looked at the pitiful little one beside her, she also knew that if she dragged it on, Wang Jian would have to be swept away by the river, and then it would really be up to her to die. She looked up at the sky and said with a serious face, "Get out of the way." After speaking, he took out the Tianmu pipa behind him.

"Whether I can save you or not, it depends on whether God can open his eyes!" Chen Yuanyuan read silently.

Yao'er also knew that time was pressing, she stepped on the muddy path and ran to Zu Dabi, and her thin hands also desperately grabbed the dragon rope and dragged it with everyone. Soon, two red blood marks appeared on her little hand, but she did not give up, because she believed that her Yuanyuan sister would create miracles.

Chen Yuanyuan screamed, and her whole body was instantly surrounded by blood-red dragon qi, and the Tianmu pipa behind her slowly floated out. Ignoring the bad weather, the unplayed pipa sounded in bursts, and the strings seemed to be slow and urgent, like weeping, and directly penetrated the wind and rain, and entered the sky. And the Tianmu pipa also slowly rose, getting higher and higher, it glowed with blood-colored strong light, and finally hovered in the air, with the naked eye, only the size of a palm remained.

"Heaven and earth are unkind!"

Chen Yuanyuan shouted angrily, and immediately her red clothes were grinning, her hair was flying, and with her angry shout, the dark clouds in the original sky suddenly rolled violently, as if there was a divine bird stirring wildly in the clouds.

Finally, colorful fiery clouds also appeared on the distant horizon, like the setting sun shining at night. But the dark clouds still did not disperse, suddenly, a bright light shot down above the dark clouds, instantly expanded to two, three, and then countless beams of light pierced the dark clouds, instantly illuminating the entire earth. At the same time, the wind and the torrential rain miraculously stopped as countless beams of light pierced through the dark clouds.

Mingxi, who was bowing her head and chanting in the small meditation room, raised her head violently, and she muttered, "Tianmu, will it really appear?" After speaking, she lowered her head and continued to chant the scriptures, but she suddenly became full of Buddha light and recited the scriptures faster.

On the embankment of the Yellow River, a soldier suddenly raised his head, looked at the clear sky, and said in shock: "The sky has eyes!" ”

More soldiers were also pleasantly surprised to find that the wind and rain were gone, only the wet clothes on their bodies and the muddy ground under their feet, telling them that this was not an illusion, it was a real existence.

But they didn't have time to feel this miracle, so they only heard Zu Dabi roaring: "What the hell are you doing, pull it quickly!" ”

But the miracle lasted only a moment, and soon the sky was completely dark again, and the wind and rain that had disappeared suddenly raged again.

It was at this moment that the soldiers finally used their strength to eat milk and pulled Wang Jian ashore.

At the same time, Chen Yuanyuan seemed to have received a heavy blow, she spurted out a mouthful of blood, turned her head to look in the direction of Qiuliuyuan, and finally collapsed to the ground no longer able to support it. She was covered in sewage, even in her hair, which made her very uncomfortable, who had always loved cleanliness, and she struggled to get up and glanced at Wang Jian who was pulled ashore. When Yao'er came back to find Chen Yuanyuan, Chen Yuanyuan had already disappeared.

Chen Yuanyuan returned to the peerless building, took a bath, changed into comfortable clothes, she stroked the Tianmu pipa and said silently: "Tianmu, does it really exist?" "Forget it, don't think about it, lie down for a while." As soon as he lay down, he heard the faint sound of footsteps.

Chen Yuanyuan said: "Come out." ”

Li'er walked out of the corner, she looked at Chen Yuanyuan, who was lying weak on the Hu bed, and asked, "Are you injured?" She didn't know that Chen Yuanyuan's true qi was seriously overdrawn, and when she saw that her breath was weak, she thought she was injured.

Chen Yuanyuan changed his comfortable posture and said with a charming smile: "Yes, what, little thing, do you want to take revenge now?" I can tell you, this is your best chance. ”

Li'er had a calm little face, and the right hand hidden behind him was also holding the short sword in the cuff from time to time. She didn't know if what Chen Yuanyuan said was true or false, and finally she "hummed" and said: "This girl never takes advantage of others, when you recover from your injuries, this girl will come again!" With that, he ran away.

If it had been before, Li'er would definitely not want to do it directly.

Chen Yuanyuan not only taught Li Er kung fu, but also taught her a lot of bad techniques, but he didn't teach her what morality was. She looked at Li'er's back, "Li'er seems to have changed, she is no longer so reckless and violent, I underestimated that little nun, hehe, it's a little interesting." ”

Wang Jian had already fainted to death, and was carried back to the Autumn Willow Garden.

Yao'er twisted her orchid fingers, and the silver needles in her hands kept flying, and the needles of each needle were inserted into Wang Jian's body with a faint true qi. After a while, he was so busy that he was sweating profusely. She breathed a long sigh of relief and frowned suspiciously: It stands to reason that the emperor's brother was just drowning, and he should have woken up a long time ago. She put her fingers on Wang Jian's pulse again, and her brow furrowed even tighter.

Wang Qianqian asked anxiously, "How is it?" ”

Yao'er shook her head: "The slave doesn't know, although the emperor's brother has a weak breath, he can be very stable from the pulse, and he doesn't look like he is sick." ”

"Is that sick or not?"

Yao'er was about to cry, and she didn't know how to answer.

Wang Chengen on the side thought for a while and said, "Maybe there is someone who can save the emperor." ”

Wang Qianqian hurriedly asked, "Who?" ”

Wang Chengen said in a deep voice: "Mingxi." ”

Yao'er also nodded hurriedly and said, "Well, well, maybe Mingxi really has some way!" ”

Wang Qianqian's face was puzzled: Mingxi is just a little nun brought back by Wang Jian in Lingyan Temple, in addition to playing mahjong, what kind of medical skills can she have?

She looked at the two of them and asked, "Is there something you're hiding from me?" ”

Wang Chengen lowered his head, not knowing whether to say it or not.

"Sister Qianqian, actually... Actually..."

"When has it been, it's still spitting."

Yao'er and Wang Qianqian have been together for almost two months, and they have long regarded her as a family, and there should be no secrets to hide from her, she said aggrievedly: "Actually, the emperor's brother sacrificed his emperor soul in order to save my sister that day. ”

"What?!" When Wang Qianqian heard this, his mind "buzzed", he wanted to marry the emperor with all his heart, but he didn't think that it would be a waste in the end, Wang Jian was a parallel commodity without the emperor's soul!

If an emperor loses the emperor's soul, it is equivalent to telling the world that he is not the Son of Heaven!

Wang Qian took a deep breath and looked at the two calmly: "Then what's the use of you looking for Mingxi?" ”

Now that the words have been spoken, Wang Chengen no longer concealed it: "Niangniang, it is said that Grandpa Cheng also lost the emperor's soul back then, and was later restored by the monk Daoyan using the secret technique of Buddhism, and Mingxi and Daoyan have a lot of origins. ”

Wang Qianqian didn't have time to think about it, the big and small officials in Jinan City got the news of the emperor's fall into the water, and they all hurried to Qiuliuyuan, how could the people stop it? Soon, the threshold of Autumn Willow Garden was about to be trampled by them.

"Miss, you should avoid it, they are all big officials with heads and faces in Jinan City, and the subordinates really can't stop them." Li Bo rushed into the backyard to report.

Wang Qianqian's face was grim, just after the rainstorm, the victims were waiting for relief and appeasement, they were not busy with disaster relief, but they had time to come to Qiuliuyuan to make trouble. If they knew that Wang Jian had lost the emperor's soul, the consequences would be unimaginable.

She said, "Let them come, Uncle Li, you go and invite the princess." ”

Wang Qianqian looked coldly at the chaotic officials at all levels around her, and she said: "The emperor is in good health, but he occasionally feels the cold, it will be fine in a few days, everyone should go back." ”

An official was worried: "Niangniang, I heard that the emperor fell into the Yellow River, I don't know if it's true or not?" ”

Another official also chimed in: "Niangniang, this falling into the water is not sloppy, the Emperor of the Apocalypse fell into the water because he stumbled, and he just... Before he finished speaking, he was glanced at by Wang Qian coldly.

Wang Qianqian knew that they were obviously worried about the emperor's safety, but in fact, they came to force the palace - in case the emperor had three longs and two shorts, they would also support the new monarch.

Wang Qianqian said: "The emperor is recuperating, you can go back first." ”

Didn't ask how to let them be willing.

"No, we want to see the emperor."

"Yes, we must see the emperor today, we won't leave if we don't see the emperor!"

Wang Qianqian's face became more and more ugly.

"Wang Chengen."

"The old slave is here."

"If there is any more nonsense, those who talk about the king in vain will be arrested and interrogated in Dongchang immediately."

Wang Qianqian's words are very clear: How can you courtiers discuss the emperor's safety?

The prestige of the East Factory is like thunder, and there is no crime that cannot be booked when you enter the East Factory. Everyone looked at the Jinyi guards who were waiting outside the door, and they all shrunk their necks, they didn't expect Shibei to be impressed by each other for three days, and the once famous gentle and talented woman in Jiangbei has now become so decisive.

It's no wonder that Wang Qianqian, Wang Jian's loss of the secret of the emperor's soul hit her too much, and she also knew that she couldn't let these people continue to make trouble, since she got on Wang Jian's thief ship, she had only one way to go to the end.

Governor Zheng Yuqiao coughed lightly, and came forward in a timely manner to appease the officials and said: "The emperor has his own blessing, everyone doesn't have to worry, let's go back first." ”

The official rank here belongs to Zheng Yuqiao, and since he spoke, everyone left.

When the two of them were left in the entire hall, Zheng Yuqiao said: "Niece, tell Shibo what happened to the emperor's illness?" ”

Wang Qianqian looked at him coldly: he didn't speak just now, but now he is pretending to be an elder.

"What do you call me?" Wang Qianqian asked rhetorically.

Zheng Yuqiao looked at Wang Qianqian's cold eyes, and cold sweat broke out all of a sudden, and he said, "Niangniang..."

Wang Qianqian looked at him with satisfaction and said, "You don't have to worry, do your own thing." ”