"Cut pupils, are you in a hurry, ......" Before the "where are you going" behind it was said, Situ Qianchen felt a little dizzy in front of him, but fortunately, Ling Jiantong stepped forward to support him in time.

"Black Hawk, hurry up and bring me the medicine I boiled!"

Ling Jiantong carefully helped Situ Qianchen into the hall and sat on the brocade couch.

How can Situ Qianchen's face be described as pale, there is simply no blood, beads of sweat from the size of beans dripping out of his forehead, Ling Jiantong stared at him with concern: "Situ, how do you feel?" Is it that the poison in the body has flare up again? ”

Situ Qianchen propped his forehead and shook his head reluctantly, but his tone was a little weak: "Cut your eyes, I'm fine, it's dark at night, you hurry back to the house to rest." ”

Black Eagle just brought the decoction over, Ling Jiantong took it, blew the steaming steam, and then without saying a word, picked up the spoon and fed it to Situ Qianchen's lips.

The warm decoction wet the corners of his pale lips, and he looked at Ling Jiantong, but he didn't open his mouth to drink.

"Situ, I know that this medicine is bitter, I specially prepared a candied fruit for you today, after drinking it, take another one, and it will not be bitter."

Situ Qianchen's eyes were deep, and it took a long time to take his eyes off Ling Jiantong's body, but he lowered his eyes and saw a thick decoction.

"In the past, I have never been able to understand the pain of my brother drinking medicine all day long, and I always thought that as long as he took medicine on time, there would be no mistakes, and his body could return to the past, but now I have become a medicine jar, and I understand my brother's pain at that time, no wonder his body is weak like that, and he still insists on going to the battlefield, he understands that instead of spending his life as a waste person with a medicine jar, it is better to go to the battlefield to fight vigorously."

Ling Jiantong put down the spoon in his hand and comforted him softly: "Situ, don't think like this, your poison will find an antidote." ”

Situ Qianchen pulled up a desolate smile, his eyes were dark but extremely cold: "Yes, I'm very glad that I don't have to hold the medicine jar for the rest of my life, it only takes two months, two months." ”

Ling Jiantong listened to these words, but her heart suddenly picked up, her nose was pantothenic, she looked away, and it took a lot of effort to endure the tears in the corners of her eyes.

Situ Qianchen didn't want to see Ling Jiantong sad, he took the medicine bowl in her hand with one hand, almost as if he was drinking, and drank it down.

He has not experienced any suffering, but now he can still endure the suffering of this little decoction.

"Cut pupils, I'm going to live in the palace for a few days tomorrow, if you think the Zhenguo Mansion is too boring, you can go back to Fengguo Mansion, I think Mrs. Ling and General Yun should miss you very much."

"No" Ling Jiantong quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were hard: "I'm not going anywhere, I'm going to follow you to the palace." ”

She knew that according to Situ Qianchen's temperament, he might not listen to what he was advised to do now, so it was better to follow him, and if something happened at that time, she would have a foil.

Situ Qianchen couldn't resist her, so he had to agree, but there was one thing he had to say.

"Cut the pupils, the princes want to compete in martial arts, and Mu Jinghong will also be there."

Ling Jian's eyes dimmed slightly, but in an instant, she smiled indifferently: "It doesn't matter, he is also the emperor's son, how can the annual competition between princes be without him?" Situ, don't worry, I'm fine. ”

With that, she packed up the bowl and walked out of the hall.

Black Eagle looked at Situ Qianchen's face that did not make any waves, and his tone became a little cautious: "Second Master, when you go to the palace tomorrow, what do you want your subordinates to prepare?" ”

Situ Qianchen's lips almost tightened into a line, and he shook his head for a long time before he said, "No, I'll just pack a few clothes and bring them." ”

Black Eagle still wanted to say a few words, but when he looked up, he found that Situ Qianchen in front of him had already walked away.

Black Eagle almost felt more than once that although Ling Jiantong returned to Zhenguo Mansion and returned to Situ Qianchen's side, there was always a layer of invisible and intangible separation between them, no matter how long time passed, this layer of separation would only get thicker and thicker, but there was no tendency to abate.

Early the next morning, Situ Qianchen and Ling Jiantong left the Zhenguo Mansion in a carriage and went to the palace.

In the imperial garden, the five princes have been waiting for a long time, they are all wearing the same simple practice clothes, the prince is afraid that he will have to delay for a day because of the affairs in the court, and he will come back when he officially competes the next day.

"Hey, Sixth Brother, have you heard? Situ Qianchen was so sick that he even asked his father for an order to squeeze and torture us for two more days. ”

"Really? I heard that Situ Qianchen's illness was not a day or two of hard work, it was more than a month, and the Zhenguo Mansion has always claimed that he was infected with the wind cold, and the wind cold was not cured for a month. ”

The fifth child on the side heard that the sixth and third children were chatting happily, so they came up and interjected: "You say, their Situ family's disease can't be hereditary, right?" I think that at the beginning, Situ Qiannan was like this, the medicine basket body, it was over after speaking, I think, this Situ Qianchen is almost a few days away. ”

"Look at his arrogance in the court on weekdays, he really relies on his great exploits on the battlefield and doesn't take us princes seriously, before, we couldn't beat him, but now it's ......"

The third child's eyes rolled, and his sly smile was meaningful.

They gathered all the other princes together and began to discuss quietly, Mu Jinghong disdained them to be together, and after listening to a few words, he walked aside and stayed alone.

It didn't take long for Situ Qianchen to come.

The princes all glanced at him, and stood up in their own manners, Situ Qianchen stood under the pavilion, and his eyes swept them with extreme coldness.

"How is one less? What about the Prince? ”

The third brother replied lazily: "The prince is naturally much busier than our leisurely princes, and he will only come tomorrow when he competes in martial arts." ”

Situ Qianchen understood this, and began to let the princes start to practice as usual.

The sixth and the third exchanged a look, and then he walked in front of Situ Qianchen with courage, and arched his hand: "A year has passed, presumably General Zhaoyi's martial arts have improved a lot, what about me, I have not been idle this year, before the exercise, I want to talk to General Zhaoyi, so that you can give you some advice." ”

Is this a provocation?

The other princes all paid their attention, and now there is a good show.

Situ Qianchen looked at the sixth man with an arrogant face, and did not refuse, but agreed.

Lao Liu walked to the front of the rows of weapons and blades, picked out a worthy long sword, and then looked back at Situ Qianchen, who was standing still, and asked, "General Zhaoyi, I know that you are the best at using swords, so we might as well compare swords, how about it?" ”

Situ Qianchen stretched out his hand to take the long sword thrown by the sixth child, nodded and said, "Okay, the sixth prince said that it will be compared to anything." ”

The old six's narrow eyes were half-narrowed, and the two looked at each other at a distance of three feet, and neither of them made the first move.

Mu Jinghong stood behind the princes, Situ Qianchen's body had been sick for a month, but he knew that people with poisonous bodies could not act casually, let alone urge internal force, otherwise, the residual venom would be transported away from the whole body.

He thought about stopping the sixth child, but every time he got to that time, the red cloak popped up in his mind, as well as the corners of Mu Zhen's clothes that Mu Zhen held tightly before he died, and he always felt that Situ Qianchen seemed to be hiding a huge secret.

He even thought that perhaps, Situ Qianchen was not poisoned at all, and all he did was to keep Ling Jiantong by his side.

This competition may be able to be tried.

The sixth man clenched the sword in his hand, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and in just a moment, his body was already raising his sword and attacking Situ Qianchen.

Situ Qianchen's body leaned back, dodging the sword.

But Mu Jinghong saw the clue, on weekdays, Situ Qianchen's reaction would not be so slow.

The sixth man then turned around, and the moves on the sword were more ruthless than the other, but Situ Qianchen was mainly on defense, not like his previous style.

Seeing that he was only defending and not attacking, the sixth man became even more arrogant, Situ Qianchen frowned, every move and style of the sixth man was forcing him to make a move, but his hand holding the hilt of the sword had begun to lose his strength.

"See? Situ Qianchen doesn't seem to be able to do it, it's only a few dozen moves, and his right hand is shaking like this, I think the sixth will win. ”

"Well, Situ Qianchen will almost be unable to catch the move, at most ten more moves, Situ Qianchen will be defeated, and when the time comes, we will collectively want to meet our father and let my father remove him from his position as overseer."

The princes were chatting happily, but Mu Jinghong couldn't stand still, although Situ Qianchen's face was still tense, but his body had begun to disobey the call, if it continued like this, the sixth child's sword would have to hurt him.

How to say, Situ Qianchen is also Mu Jinghong's second brother, he can't see this kind of thing happen.

He was about to step forward, but he didn't expect that someone was one step ahead of him.

A stone broke out of the air, just hit the wrist of the sixth sword, the sixth is on the head, where did he come from and take precautions, this stone went down, he suddenly suffered pain, his right hand could no longer hold the hilt of the sword, and the long sword fell to the ground with a bang.

Without the persecution of the sixth child, Situ Qianchen's tense face could no longer be disguised, he stuck his sword on the ground, his face instantly turned pale, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

The sixth man covered his red and swollen wrist and shouted, "Who?!" Who would dare to hurt this king! ”

Mu Jinghong moved his gaze to the direction where the stone was flying, and just saw a pink figure hurriedly running towards him.

The light in his eyes tightened, and when he saw her face, his heartbeat actually stopped.

She...... How did she end up here?

Don't......