After the ban was lifted, He Jingying left the palace as soon as possible.

The day before yesterday, she went to find Ghost Face Langjun. The ghost-faced Langjun bluntly said to her that Xiao Zhaoye had taken the medicine for so long, and the toxicity had invaded the five internal organs, and I was afraid that there was no elixir in this world that could save him.

Ghost-faced Langjun's original words were: "He has knocked himself to the point that he has almost one breath left, maybe one day he will knock himself out." ”

He Jingying realized that the fate of her He family could not be changed even if she relied on Xiao Zhaoye.

The building will collapse, the country will no longer be gone, and there will be eggs under the nest?

If Xiao Zhaoye was so confused that she handed over all state affairs to Xiao Luan and internal affairs to Xu Longju, then even if she knelt in front of the imperial study and begged him, it would be useless.

Instead of waking up someone who is pretending to be asleep, use that time to do something useful.

He Jingying went to Lu Liang first. The town in the southwest was not affected by the war, so it was smooth to travel all the way to Luliang.

The last time they went to the manger, there were six people in a group, and now only Mrs. Qi and Cao Jingzhao were by her side.

Mrs. Qi can also be regarded as one of the initiators of the opening of the ghost domain. The closer the three of them got to the manger, the more solemn Mrs. Qi's expression became. It's only been a year, and the white bones piled up in the trough have not completely dissipated. It was as if there was still blood in the air. The village that was burned down by Xiao Zimao before had green grass growing on it, and the green grass grew messily on the charred ground, which made it even more sinful.

Outside the village, Mrs. Qi dismounted and bowed to the village three times.

He Jingying and Cao Jingzhao stood silently behind her.

Cao Jingzhao asked, "Lord Ling, do you really want to get something like that?" ”

He Jingying nodded: "Since you respect me as the lord of the order, I must always have something else convincing." Only the piece of jade pendant left by the prince of Yunyin is not enough. ”

Cao Jingzhao hesitated: "But it's dangerous to do this." ”

He Jingying smiled faintly: "I think it's safer than me waiting for death in the palace." ”

Cao Jingzhao frowned and said, "Why do you think the emperor will definitely ...... The emperor wasn't such a person before, maybe it will get better? ”

He Jingying shook her head: "I don't have the ability to predict the future, and all I can do is to take precautions." Now that the emperor has handed over the military power to the Marquis of Xichang, what if the Marquis of Xichang conspires with the King of Jingling? If King Jingling forces the palace again, I'm afraid we won't be able to come out of the palace alive. ”

Cao Jingzhao was puzzled: "The Marquis of Xichang is already a commonplace, an auxiliary minister, and the real one person is above ten thousand people, what is he trying to do?" Naturally, King Ling is also a royal bloodline, but now that the emperor believes in him, what is better than now? ”

What could be better than the present? What if Xiao Luan also has an antipathy? Xiao Luan is not in the Taizu lineage, if Xiao Ziliang forces the palace, the relatives of the royal family still have the possibility of survival. If Xiao Luan is against ...... He Jingying didn't dare to think about it.

Then it is rare for Xiao Zhaoye to be sane now, and now he can't listen to anything Xiao Zhaoye says, and he won't believe that Xiao Luan will be anti-willing.

He Jingying said in a deep voice: "It is better to have a sharp weapon in your hand than to be slaughtered by others." ”

The three of them said as they stepped on the gravel into the canyon with the sound of the whistling wind.

He Jingying glanced back at Cao Jingzhao and Mrs. Qi: "You guys are here, don't go in with me, it's dangerous inside." ”

"How can this work!" Cao Jingzhao and Mrs. Qi said at the same time.

He Jingying shook her head and said, "Those things won't hurt me." But you, if you encounter it, use the porcelain vase I gave you, and run quickly. ”

Don't say that He Jingying is pregnant with Liujia, even if it is He Jingying in the past, Cao Jingzhao and Mrs. Qi don't want to watch her take risks alone.

He Jingying said noncommittally: "You are here, and you will only cause trouble for me if you go in." ”

Cao Jingzhao and Mrs. Qi were stunned at the same time. They couldn't refute this sentence, so they had to watch He Jingying walk into the canyon alone.

He Jingying stepped on the gravel, walking very slowly, as if she couldn't see the road ahead, she could only stare at the dirt under her feet, the stones at her feet, and try to walk step by step.

It wasn't until she walked to the area where the canyons on both sides stood tall and there was no sunlight at all, He Jingying stopped. She took the dagger from her bosom. In order to prevent Xiao Zhaoye from discovering that she was injured after going back, she deliberately rolled up her sleeves and made a cut on her arm.

Blood dripped from her white arm and seeped into the dirt. The wind passed between her arms, blowing her blood away into the distance.

Finally, just as her blood was about to dry up, a baby's cry was heard in the silent canyon.

The scales made a creepy sound as it slashed through the rubble. A white newt swam out of the darkness, its pure white body slightly reddened, like white bones that had not been shaved clean. The newt raised its head, almost as tall as He Jingying, and its tail dragged long behind it.

The newt bent down to look at He Jingying, and after a moment, it stretched out its snake tongue and licked it on He Jingying's arm. It suddenly became excited, and slapped its tail fin against the mountain walls on both sides, knocking down a pile of rubble.

More newts were alarmed and poured out of the darkness. He Jingying calmly swept over several cave newts in front of her, and finally set her eyes on a cave newt that was about the thickness of her arm. He Jingying slowly squatted down and stretched out her arms towards the newt.

The arm-thick newt hesitated for a moment, and then slowly swam towards He Jingying. After licking He Jingying's blood, it wrapped it around He Jingying's arm with affection. He Jingying let it be entangled, supported its body and slowly stood up straight.

She turned her back and placed the newt in the box she had prepared, and then she tossed out a small porcelain vase. The small porcelain bottle filled with He Jingying's blood shattered in front of the newt, like a bait falling into a pond, causing the newt to scramble.

He Jingying silently turned around and walked out of the canyon with the arm-thick newt on her back.

Once upon a time, she hated these monsters that devoured Chun'er.

Now she had to borrow the monster's power.

Just like when she once was, she was so attached to the warmth that Xiao Zhaoye had brought her.

Now she had to bury it with her own hands.

When the three of them returned from Lu Liang to the Zhuangzi purchased by Mrs. Qi on the outskirts of the capital, it was already late at night. The Zhuangzi is full of people. It was He Jingying who met the people of the Fusang League except for Cao Jingzhao and Mrs. Qi.

Old man Mo was also among them.

When Old Man Mo saw He Jingying, he stepped forward in shame and said, "Lord Ling, I didn't do anything well before, and I hope that Lord Ling will punish you." I guarded the Chong'an Mausoleum, but let those people with ulterior motives go down the mountain to slander the lord. I ......"

He Jingying smiled faintly: "It's okay, it's not slander." ”

Isn't she a witch now? In addition to the demon concubine of the calamity, she is also a demon girl holding a white dragon.

He Jingying turned her head and looked at everyone lightly. These people are all dressed differently, there are butchers, there are merchants, there are dart masters, there are prostitutes.

They are all people who can't get on the stage, but it is these people who are the foundation of Daqi.

Xiao Zhaoye is harsh on taxes, and the poor can't afford to eat.

Xiao Zhaoye captured Zhuang Ding Xingxiu Chong'an Mausoleum, and it was they who took in those who had been displaced to escape hard labor.

The Six Diseases Pavilion has been unattended since Xiao Changmao's death, and it was they who reopened the Six Diseases Pavilion to diagnose the poor.

He Jingying looked back at these people and asked loudly, "Wait, are you willing to protect my people of Daqi?" ”

"I will never give up!"

"I'm here today to ask you to protect my great Qi country."

One of the people in the crowd asked aloud, "Are you the queen mother?" ”

He Jingying lowered her eyes and said, "Yes." ”

"Isn't it true that our Great Qi Dynasty is destroyed in your hands?"

Old man Mo looked at the man who spoke and said hurriedly: "Those are all rumors, not credible!" So that the Lord is not like that! It was Prince Yunyin who personally handed over the Fusang League to her! ”

The man scoffed: "I'm just afraid that the prince of Yunyin is not a person." If it weren't for the mediocrity of the current emperor, how could we have suffered defeats again and again? Fighting on the front line, he is good, he repairs his father's grave with peace of mind! Our oath was to protect the people and regain the lost land. When did you say that you want to be loyal to the faint king? ”

He Jingying said calmly: "It's not that we want to be loyal to the faint king, we want to protect the people." ”

The man pointed at He Jingying and said angrily: "That's a good thing! If you kill this faint king, there will not be so many people who are displaced to escape from labor, and there will not be so many people who cannot afford to eat in order to pay taxes! ”

He Jingying smiled faintly: "Well said, then if I go and kill him now, the people will not live a hard life again?" ”

The man choked, but he couldn't answer.

He Jingying said flatly: "If killing one person can save all the people from fire and water, then why can't you kill it?" But now if something happens to the emperor, the capital will definitely be in chaos! If the enemy army does not retreat, if we are in chaos, we will only let the enemy army take advantage of the weakness. Where will there be a country then? Without a country, what people do we protect! ”

The man said disdainfully, "Then you have a way to make the people live a good life?" ”

He Jingying looked directly into the man's eyes and said, "Retreat the enemy army and kill the traitor!" It's just that before the Wei army retreats, I can't have civil strife. ”

"Who knows how long it will take to finish the battle? Do we still have to protect that faint gentleman all the time? ”

He Jingying thought of Xiao Lian and smiled slightly: "It's almost there." ”

The man was still unwilling, and asked He Jingying again: "Then according to what you say, if the battle is over, then the faint king is still so mediocre, can we kill him?" ”

He Jingying nodded and said, "Yes." ”

The man didn't expect He Jingying to answer so simply, and muttered: "It's just a nice word, not to mention how are you going to kill the king?" I heard that the emperor Lao'er let Yulin Commander guard the door when he sleeps at night. ”

He Jingying opened the box beside her. The newt poked its head out of the box.

Although it was only the thickness of an arm, it was shocking enough.

"What is this?"

"Dragons? White Dragon? ”

"How can there be dragons in this world?"

"I've heard it before that there is a woman in this world who can resist dragons! Could it be the Lord?! ”

He Jingying cut her fingers, and the newt licked and wrapped it around He Jingying's arm.

He Jingying smiled and looked at the people in the audience: "Do you want to see how it kills?" ”

Everyone was so shocked that they took a step back.

He Jingying said gently: "I won't hurt you." ”

Cao Jingzhao took a horse and stepped forward. The horse smelled the newt and didn't want to go any further.

He Jingying put the newt on the ground, only to see that the newt rushed towards the black horse like lightning. The white body wrapped around the horse's neck almost instantly. The newt's blood-red gills stood up, and only the neighing of the horse was heard, the throat was broken, and the stench of horse blood gushed out. Before everyone could see clearly, the newt had already pierced through the horse's heart and returned to He Jingying's arm.

The horse's blood attached to the white scales of the newt, and now it snaked down He Jingying's arm.

He Jingying said sincerely: "I only ask you to believe me, I have the ability to kill traitors." If one day, I have to do it, and I have the ability to kill the faint king. ”

He Jingying hopes that she will never wait for that day.

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