Bai Heng's body recovered surprisingly quickly, but in a few days, he was able to walk on the ground.

At this moment, he was standing in front of the window, and behind him was Princess Qingping, the eldest daughter of the queen who came to visit.

The subordinates had already retreated, and only the two sisters and brothers were left in the house.

Princess Qingping holds a phoenix hairpin, wears a bright moon pearl in her ears, and wears a Shu brocade palace robe decorated with silver silk patterns, with prosperous clothes and exquisite makeup.

"Why did the imperial sister come? Persuade me not to fight with Bai Xi? Bai Heng looked sideways at Princess Qingping's pitiful appearance, but she spoke mercilessly, "I don't want to fight, otherwise why huddle in this Yonghe Palace all day long?" Outsiders don't know, don't the imperial sisters know either? ”

Princess Qingping was silent.

"Have you seen Bai Xi let me go?"

"Third Brother ......"

"The second prince has arrived—"

Suddenly, there was an announcement, which made Bai Heng, who had always been docile and elegant, feel a chill in his eyes.

"Third brother!" The second prince came before he heard a voice, full of concern and joy, "You can get out of bed!" Let the royal brother take a look, but what's wrong? In the past few days that you have been in bed, your father has no intention of going to politics, and you are also panicking for your brother, and you have been suffering for Sister Zhaoling, who has been thinking about tea and dinner for you all day——"

Bai Xi strode in, and the subordinate had already stayed outside the door with interest. Bai Heng looked at the pretentious second prince, with undisguised disgust on his face.

"There are no outsiders in this house, so the second brother doesn't have to bother with it." It was Princess Qingping who spoke coldly first.

Bai Xi smiled disapprehantly, the innocent expression on his face was extremely natural, and his narrow eyes narrowed slightly in arc as usual, obviously not paying attention to this straightforward exposé.

Bai Heng watched him approach, paced lightly to the mahogany grass pattern sword frame on the side, lowered his head and stroked the dusty scabbard on it, turned his back to Bai Yu who came over, and said indifferently: "The imperial brother is really careless this time, such a great opportunity, it is good to think of a foolproof way to let the younger brother die." ”

The second prince held a closed ivory fracture fan against his chin, and his smile did not show the slightest hypocrisy, and he said eloquently: "The third brother has been amazing since he was a child, and at the age of ten, he was called 'a master of the six arts' by the Hanlin bachelor. Even if after the death of Concubine Lian, you have been sick all the year round and have been passive in avoiding the world, this talent and the shame of your father still make the imperial brother feel like a man. ”

"In this way, it's not my brother's." Bai Heng still didn't look back, holding the long sword that had not been unsheathed for a long time in his hand, and his tone was still calm and light.

"The third brother's 'Xunfeng' sword has not been used for many years, I'm afraid it has long been dull, right?" Bai Xi, who seemed to have no self-awareness, walked up to Bai Heng's side, looked over his shoulder at the dusty long sword, and chuckled.

"yes." Bai Heng also chuckled, "The younger brother is only in charge of the horn when he holds the sword, but the so-called mastery is really false. And now that the long sword is blunt, why does the royal brother still remember it? ”

"The third brother is humble." Bai Yu was talking, the cold light flashed next to his eyes, and the folding fan in his hand subconsciously blocked, but it was directly knocked off his hand, and then his neck was cold, and the long sword in Bai Heng's hand had already been pasted.

This force came quickly, and Bai Heng did not intend to retract it in a hurry, and there was already a trace of blood where the sword body stopped.

"Third brother-" Princess Qingping on the side couldn't help but snort softly.

"Sister Huang, don't worry." After being surprised, Bai Xi, who smiled again, stared at Bai Heng, let the long sword eat inch by inch, and said intently, "If the third brother wanted to kill me, this sword would have been cut a long time ago." ”

"If you say more, I'll be cut right now." The strength in Bai Heng's hand was heavy again, and a puff of blood flowed out, causing Bai Heng to frown slightly, and he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Bai Heng watched the bright red blood climb up to the long sword, the strength in his hand was not light, but heavy, and a killing intent suddenly rose.

"Third brother!" Princess Qingping, who watched the change in the situation, exclaimed, and in a hurry, a pair of jade hands grasped the sword body, regardless of the pain, only looked at Bai Heng for help, and shed two lines of tears.

"The imperial sister is so self-sacrificing to protect each other, the courtier brother is really moved." Bai Xi laughed ignorantly.

"Don't shut up yet!" Princess Qingping turned her head and glared at Bai Xi, and shouted angrily with a crying voice.

"Concubine Xian Niangniang has arrived-"

In the midst of the stalemate, another announcement with a long voice came from outside the hall.

"Huh." Bai Heng looked at Princess Qingping's begging gaze again, sneered, and finally let go of the long sword in his hand. "Today's Yonghe Palace is really lively, it's rare to see." He looked at Concubine Xian, who had obviously hurried to receive the news, and slowly put the sword into its sheath and put it back on the mahogany sword stand.

Bai Xi, who had lost a lot of blood, was already pale at this time, and his body was even more stumbling when his strength was relaxed, and Princess Qingping couldn't care about the blood marks on her hands, and hurriedly held on.

"Xi'er!" Seeing Bai Xi's miserable condition, Concubine Xian's face was pale, and she was about to faint, and she was held by the girl ring on the side, so she ran forward in despair, and one hand was trembling and hanging on Bai Xi's neck, and tears were falling like rain in an instant. "Quick, pass on the imperial doctor!" Concubine Xian pushed away Princess Qingping, held Bai Xi in her arms, helped her on the couch, held down the bleeding wound with one hand, and cried into tears.

"Mother." Bai Xi, who was lying on Bai Heng's bed, looked at Concubine Xian and smiled weakly, grinning softly.

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Shen Fengjiu, who had just come out of the Langhuan Palace, was about to return to Yonghe Palace with leisurely steps, but suddenly raised his head and glanced very quickly, followed by a few light tiptoes jumping onto the palace wall, and chased after a black shadow. He kept his distance unhurriedly and followed, until he saw the words "Kunning Palace" from a distance, he nodded thoughtfully, his steps were tight, and he caught up with the black shadow in two or three strokes, and it seemed that he was sticking to the back of the black shadow with a light palm, and the black shadow shook all over his body and fell down.

The black shadow that was suddenly attacked rolled on the spot and quickly got up, looking at the green-shirted man who was blocking the road, and there was murder in his eyes.

"The ghost next to the second prince." Shen Fengjiu looked at this person who was still dressed in a black suit and a black cloth mask in broad daylight, and seemed to feel a little funny, and the corners of his mouth were faintly raised on his face for ten thousand years.

"Your eyesight is good, ordinary people can't see me even during the day." As soon as the hoarse voice of the black shadow came out, the surrounding atmosphere was weird.

"You're looking for the Queen?" Shen Fengjiu was windy under his feet along the way, but the peach blossom branch carrying the burden was still firmly on his shoulders, and the position of the burden had not changed in the slightest.

"Young man, be less busy." The black shadow said that as soon as he was in shape, he was about to get up and attack.

"Too slow." Shen Fengjiu sneered, and in the blink of an eye, the peach blossom branch in his hand had already landed on the shoulder of the black shadow, which was similar to the previous palm, and he couldn't see how to exert his strength, so he saw that the black shadow's shoulder seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer and slipped down like a dislocation.

"Who the hell are you? Why go against the second prince? The shadow took two steps back with his arm in his arms and asked in a deep voice.

Shen Fengjiu didn't mean to answer, he threw the burden into the air, and at the same time took two light steps and instantly got closer, and put a palm on the black shadow's chest. Then he went back to his place to take the burden that had just fallen, and put it on his shoulder again, and a contemptuous smile flashed.

The destiny of heaven has not woken up, and it is not allowed to make trouble.

He looked at the dark shadow lying on the ground unconscious, and thought to himself.

On the green shirt, the robe that had just turned around and raised was just settled, and it flew up again. Shen Fengjiu's figure was like a fluttering blue bird, lighting the palace walls and cornices, and swept towards Yonghe Palace.