Yang Ling was silent, took a teacup, took a few sips of tea, Si Daofeng wanted to refill him again, he waved his hand, "No need." I want to go out for a walk, so please do whatever you want. ”

Lu Xiaoxiao sat up straight and blurted out: "Are you afraid that there will be fewer things on your body?" At this time, when you go out, I'm afraid you won't give away your head! ”

Yang Ling laughed inexplicably, "You have warned me for the second time today, I want to hear it, why are you so sure that someone wants to harm me?" Or, what do you know? ”

"I don't know the inside story. I'm still the same, they must have something to do with inviting you here. If you are with me, you will naturally be protected from their trapping. ”

Yang Ling looked at her coldly, mockery oozing from his eyes, "Thank you for protecting me, but I don't need to." I can't rely on you to protect me for the rest of my life, and second, if I don't find out who framed me behind the scenes, I will always be disturbed by them. ”

Lu Xiaoxiao wanted to stop him again, but was stopped by Si Daofeng, "Princess, this is what Yang Gongzi said. You better trust him, he won't be killed so easily. ”

Lu Xiaoxiao hesitated, Yang Ling had already walked away.

Yang Ling actually didn't have any direction from the hall, walked aimlessly, and somehow, he walked to the edge of the lotus pond, standing on the side and looking at the small and exquisite green pavilion in the lotus pond, like a bird falling on the water, indescribably demure, and indescribably lively.

Yang Ling walked along the wooden trestle bridge towards Cuiting. The water stains on the bridge deck have dried up, and there is no trace of it, and on the water surface under the bridge deck, some lotus leaves have been damaged, and the broken branches and leaves are floating, which is the only trace that can prove that someone has fallen into the water here.

After walking dozens of steps on the bridge, Yang Ling saw a person standing in the pavilion, and looking at the figure, it was Lu Wen, the seventh prince.

Yang Ling walked over slowly, only to see that the Seventh Prince was shedding tears in the wind, so he was not sad, so that Yang Ling stood behind him, and he didn't even notice it.

"The Seventh Prince?" Yang Ling shouted at him.

The Seventh Prince turned his head suddenly, saw Yang Ling, and in a panic, wiped the two lines of tears that were still falling from his cheeks with his sleeves, "Yang ...... Young Master Yang? How did you end up here? ”

The Seventh Prince was a little surprised in his panic, and after wiping his tears with both hands, he was at a loss and didn't know what to do. Yang Ling looked at him gently and said, "Are you sad for Princess Blooming?" ”

The Seventh Prince nodded, shook his head in a panic, and his voice was as small as a mosquito chirping: "Yes and no." ”

Yang Ling took advantage of the situation and sat down on the railing and looked at the Seventh Prince with inquiring eyes. The Seventh Prince hung his head timidly, sniffed, and said in a very nasal voice: "I pity and envy Blooming. ”

"Envy?"

The Seventh Prince nodded, "We, the royal heirs, have grown up in the palace since childhood, and they seem to be dressed in fine clothes, but they are all caged birds. It's okay to be free and bearable, after all, you're used to it, but you have to walk on thin ice every day to survive, and you have to worry about whether you will be persecuted by someone even when you fall asleep. Yang Gongzi, you have lived in the mountains since you were a child, and you may not understand the sorrow of our people. I envy that she doesn't have to live trembling anymore, she can sleep peacefully. ”

The Seventh Prince said a lot in one breath, and in the end, his body seemed to collapse, and he squatted on the ground weakly, holding his head, shrugging his shoulders and sobbing.

Yang Ling leaned over, patted his back gently, and said softly: "Get up, crying like this, where is the appearance of a prince?" ”

The Seventh Prince is the first time to see Yang Ling today, he has heard of it before, he is a person valued by his father and the five emperor sisters and the crown prince and the royal brother, it is said that he is extremely indifferent, it is difficult for ordinary people to contact him, just in Meng Chundian, he feels that he seems to be beyond the world, and he is standing at a height beyond the reach of the world. But now, he felt that he was gentle and amiable, which was completely different from his previous impression.

The Seventh Prince twitched and was pinched by Yang Ling's shoulder, Yang Ling patted him on the shoulder, but didn't say anything, stood for a moment, and then walked out. He felt a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart, and he always felt that something was wrong with today's events.

Although it is a little inexplicable that he was invited here today, it seems that the people behind the scenes are not targeting him.

If it wasn't against him, why did you invite him again?

Yang Ling hadn't figured out the trick yet, but the worry in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, and he couldn't help but speed up his steps.

But he was still a step too late.

When I arrived in front of the palace, I saw that there was a mess at the door, and a group of horsemen surrounded the palace tightly, and there seemed to be a team of guards inside the horses, and the outfit was not a horseman, nor was it the emperor's Praetorian Guard, but it looked like the costume of the Gyeonggi garrison.

The Gyeonggi Wei camp is not far from here, about 20 miles, although it is not far, it is really unexpected to appear here.

As soon as Yang Ling approached, he was stopped by a small leader of the cavalry, "Stop!" ”

Yang Ling stood up and asked, "What happened inside?" ”

The little leader didn't know Yang Ling, in fact, there were more than 10,000 guards in this palace, and those who knew Yang Ling were only a few, and some of the guards close to the masters. These horsemen were clearly not close guards, but ordinary horsemen.

"Who are you? The prince has an order, no one is allowed to approach Meng Chundian, if there is no warrant from the emperor or the prince, then it will be unbearable. ”

The people who can appear in the palace are not simple characters, and besides, this slim person has an extraordinary bearing at first glance, so the little leader did not speak in a very heavy tone, but was polite.

Yang Ling knew that it was useless to show his army hand at this time, so he said, "The emperor summoned me." Yang Ling showed his waist card.

It was something that Xia Guang waited at the door of his house that night and secretly handed it to him. It is an emperor's jade plate, engraved with a dragon pattern and the emperor's seal, which is actually a gold medal to avoid death, but because the gold medal represents the emperor's personal visit, it is equivalent to a pass, a pass that can run rampant in the land of Daliang.

When the little leader saw the jade plate, he knelt down in a panic and said a few words of forgiveness, such as asking for forgiveness summoned by the emperor without knowing it, Yang Ling didn't wait for him to finish, and then flashed into the palace gate.

Passing through the guards of the layers of cavalry, it was indeed the Gyeonggi garrison, the leader was a man in his thirties in the prime of life, born with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, very imposing, just like the cavalry, but also to stop Yang Ling, Yang Ling didn't say a word, and directly lit up the jade card, even if it was the Gyeonggi Guard, he had no right to stop the person who carried the emperor's jade plate, Yang Ling passed through the defense of the Gyeonggi Guard without hindrance.

There was no trace of the emperor in the outer hall, several little princes and two little princesses were huddled into a pile, the prince and a few older princes were not there, Rong Guifei was not there, there were a few guards standing at the door of the inner hall, Yang Ling immediately walked towards the inner hall, the guards were all the emperor's personal guards, naturally they knew Yang Ling, and they did not stop them.

As soon as he entered the inner hall, a pungent smell of medicine came to his face, Yang Ling couldn't help frowning, and saw at a glance that the prince and the princes were all gathered around the bed, one by one, their faces were anxious, and there were two people standing beside the princes, one, Yang Ling had seen, was the leader of the Gyeonggi Guard, and the other, who was over half a hundred years old, was still tall, wearing not an official uniform, but a gray robe, quite an elegant temperament, but in the elegance, there was a faint majesty.

Yang Ling immediately thought of who this was.

Rong Liang, the helm of the Rong family, today's Taifu, the first person under the emperor. When he went to court that day, Rong Liang took leave and did not appear in the court, which was the first time Yang Ling saw him.

Yang Ling only went out for an hour or two, and from the capital to this outskirts of Beijing, it was almost half an hour to go back and forth, and it was really hard to say where Rong Liang came from.

Concubine Rong was inside, also with an anxious face, at the front of the bed, surrounded by three or four imperial doctors, all of whom were shaking like chaff, kneeling on the ground, and treating the people on the bed.

This posture, you don't need to look at it, you also know that it is the emperor lying on the couch.

This inner hall was originally the place where the little princess was staying, but at this time, she didn't see the body of the blooming green, so she thought that she had moved out of the palace.

The prince was the first to see Yang Ling, and walked straight to Yang Ling, his expression was very gloomy, and as soon as he opened his mouth, even his voice was hoarse: "Yang Ling." ”

Yang Ling clenched his fists and shook his head, and Chong Rong Liang and Rong Zhi also bowed slightly, "His Royal Highness the Prince, what's the matter?" ”

"My father was poisoned."

When Yang Ling came in, he thought that the emperor was poisoned or injured, because he didn't smell blood, he was more inclined to be poisoned, and now it seems that it is not surprising.

"What kind of poison can you find out?"

The prince glanced back at the doctors in a cold sweat in front of the bed, and shook his head: "Not yet." ”

"I'll take a look."

The prince naturally knew Yang Ling's medical skills, and nodded in acquiescence.

Yang Ling walked towards the bed, and just took a step, but someone stretched out his hand to block it, "Yang joins the army, and slowly." ”

The person who blocked him was the leader of the Gyeonggi Guard.

The prince hurriedly said: "Rong Shuai, Yang Ling knows a lot about medical skills, let him show my father." ”

Rong Wei stiffened his face and said sharply: "Your Highness, the emperor's golden body is not something that a cat or a dog can approach!" ”

"Rong Shuai, the situation is critical now, but there is a bit of hope that cannot be missed, Yang Ling's medical skills have been seen in the palace, you might as well let him show it......"

The prince explained urgently, but Rong Wei didn't listen to a word, stopped in front of Yang Ling, and didn't move half a step.

Yang Ling glanced at Rong Liang, bypassed him directly, walked in front of Rong Liang, and hugged his fists, "Master Taifu, under Yang Ling." ”

Rong Liang looked at him, his deep eyes were like an ancient well without waves, making people unable to see through his expression, "Yang Ling? Is that the teenage hero who defeated Arocho in Kageyama last year? ”

"Don't dare to call a hero. Master Taifu, the last general will know a little bit of the art of ambiguity, because he grows in the mountains and wilderness, and some poisons are common from time to time, and he can be regarded as some research on poisons, I wonder if you can let me see Your Majesty's injuries? ”

Yang Ling's attitude was sincere, and the fierce momentum on his body was hidden, and he stood in front of Rong Liang without being humble or arrogant at this time, and he was quite compelling.

Rong Liang couldn't help frowning slightly.