Wu Yan was lying on the bed, watching the visitor greet Chu Ji, and couldn't help but be suspicious.

The person who came was a steward of the Jinchun Palace, and he directly obeyed the orders of the chief steward Gao Cheng on weekdays, and was not ordered by others. Looking at his appearance, his interest in Chu Ji was greater than that of Wu Gan, and when he came in, he only briefly inquired about Wu Gan's injury, and then talked with Chu Ji, which seemed to be very respectful.

Chu Ji has been here for some days, and after selling Bai Yushu for a while, he has lost some of the youth when he first came, and his speech is decent, neither humble nor arrogant, and the people who come seem to be quite satisfied.

After talking for a long time, this person left, looked around before leaving, and joked: "Wu Menke is a little cramped here, bear with it for the time being, I believe it will change soon."

Wu Gan's heart moved slightly, this was the first time that King Jinchun had sent someone here, and he couldn't help but think about it secretly.

One day later, the palace sent someone to send a daily thing, a golden bowl and jade cup, and a brocade and a cuidian, all of which were used by women, and they were obviously all for Chu Ji. He also sent two servant women to serve, but they were rejected by Wu Gan. With these two people here, wouldn't there be two more pairs of eyes staring at him.

In the city of watching the sunset, there is a huge courtyard on the west side of the palace, where no one is allowed to enter all the year round, and it is not connected with other courtyards of the palace, and there are many people in black who walk around here.

This is the place where the dark guard lives, that is, the man in black who raided the original valley with Zhao Chang that day.

The courtyard is very spacious, and there are embroidery rooms, assassination rooms, art rooms, torture rooms and other divisions, which are dedicated to the guards, spies, assassinations and other duties of the King of Jinchun, and some disgraceful things in the palace are completed here.

At this time, in a secret room in the courtyard, Zhang Qingzheng was lying naked on a wooden bed with a frightened expression, his limbs were nailed into the bed, the long nails were engraved with talismans, and silver needles were inserted in various qi holes on his body to prevent his luck from escaping.

As soon as there was a knock on the door, Gao Cheng walked in and asked with compassion, "How are you preparing?"

The two masked men in black in the room bowed and saluted, "It's all in order, just wait for the executives to settle down."

"Okay." Gao Cheng slowly walked to Zhang Qing's bed.

"Executives, what do you mean, why are you holding me here?" Zhang Qing saw Gao Cheng and struggled desperately. However, his body was unlucky, his limbs were restrained, and he struggled a few times and still lay heavily on the bed.

"What? Hehe, you did a good job." Gao Cheng paced around the bed with his hands in his hand, "Lord Weng, how can you move, if you can't control yourself, someone has to take care of it for you."

Zhang Qing, you are also a smart person. It's just a matter of hooking up with the lord in private, but the two of you fell into the hands of the prince in broad daylight. You say, what do you let the prince do?

There are some things that you can't do, but you can't put them in the open. The people in the house are all smart people, and they will tacitly turn a blind eye. But the two of you just ripped off this last fig leaf, so that everyone couldn't get off the stage. Zhang Qing, you really killed yourself."

Zhang Qing struggled to raise her head, "Senior executive, this matter was begged by Zhao Ling, and even the method was given by her. I exhausted my essence to help him open up the qi aperture and connect the qi sea, which is exactly my loyalty to the palace. I want to see the prince and confront Zhao Ling, she really made ***, Lord Gao."

"Alas, Zhang Qing, what do you have to toss up to this point, is it useful, even if there is a mistake, it is your fault. The prince has an order, which will abolish your personnel and destroy your cultivation. If this thing has caused trouble, let it be cut off from the source of this evil. Don't worry, the prince is merciful, but he spared you a small life."

"No, no, no, Lord Gao, it was Zhao Ling who seduced me, I was wronged, I want to see the prince, I have something important to report, Zhao Ling still has a lot of things to hide from the prince, I want to ......" Zhang Qing shouted hoarsely, her head raised high, like a prawn.

"Shut his mouth." Gao Cheng shouted. Soon, a man in black took a handful of gravel mixed with sand and stuffed it into Zhang Qing's mouth.

Gao Cheng's eyes flashed, and he hit Zhang Qingqi with a palm. Zhang Qing's eyes burst out, her body bounced up violently, and she even spit out the sand in her mouth. Then the body collapsed softly, the wings of the nose moved, and the cold sweat flowed.

Wiping his hands with the white cloth handed by the man in black, Gao Cheng said coldly, "This person's cultivation foundation has been abolished, and the rest will be handed over to you. The means are sharper, and he goes to the things that he seduces

and man shall live."

"The little one understands."

Gao Cheng slowly walked out of the house with his hands in his hands, and Zhang Qing's muffled screams came from behind him.

Looking at the blue-gray courtyard wall, Gao Cheng lowered his head and walked to the front yard.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the hospital, and Gao Cheng frowned, "Who dares to make noise here."

A person hurriedly ran in front of him, and hurriedly reported, "Senior executive, the owner of the Weng broke in."

"Lord Wen?" Gao Cheng was stunned, "Stop it quickly, you can't let her come here."

"I can't stop it, that big tall man is on a rampage, and his subordinates don't dare to kill them, and some spells and weapons don't dare to use them, so the lord went straight into the courtyard and came here."

Sweat oozed from Gao Cheng's forehead, and he hurriedly ran towards the courtyard gate.

As soon as I arrived at the second courtyard, I saw Zhao Ling dressed in plain clothes, with long hair uncurled, his hands in his sleeves, and his head held high towards the courtyard. The bald-headed strong man with a large axe followed closely by his side, followed by several other people.

A group of black-clothed men held swords on both sides of the guard, but they did not dare to step forward, so they could only follow in the same direction, as if they were in the middle of the road.

"Lord Weng, the prince has an order, except for himself, no one else is strictly forbidden to enter this place, so please go back." Gao Cheng stepped forward and bowed his hand.

Zhao Ling's eyes did not squint, his face was expressionless, he straightened his chest and moved forward, and two words popped out of his mouth coldly, "Get out."

"Lord Weng ......."

"Get out. Your surname is Zhao or my surname is Zhao, don't rely on human power to do such a cruel thing." Zhao Ling's face was like frost, and he hit Gao Cheng straight forward.

Seeing that he could no longer stop him, Gao Cheng made a look, and quickly ran out of the courtyard alone, while he accompanied Zhao Ling to the inner courtyard.

When the group arrived at the inner courtyard, Zhao Ling listened to it and walked towards the room where Zhang Qing was being held. At this time, she was already able to practice qi, and her consciousness was much more sensitive.

Gently pushing open the door of the house, Zhao Ling froze in place. In the house, Zhang Qing was lying on the bed with her hair messy, and her lower body was covered with blood, and she had passed out.

Zhao Ling unconsciously stretched out his hand, his shoulders trembled, and two lines of tears slipped down his cheeks silently, falling on the placket.

Is it finally too late, muttered in his mouth, and slowly walked in front of Zhang Qing, Zhao Ling knelt on the ground, brushing away the messy hair on his face, "Zhang Lang, Zhang Lang......." He snorted a few times, his hand trembling and stroking his face.

The person on the bed did not move, Zhao Ling lay on top of him, and his lips gently kissed his forehead, eyes, and nose...... Like teardrops falling on Zhang Qing's face, she was shattered.

"I hurt you." Zhao Ling whispered softly and pressed his face against Zhang Qing's chest.

"Lord Weng." Gao Cheng coughed and reminded.

Zhao Ling Huoran got up, clenched his silver teeth, didn't look back, and said word by word: "Gao Cheng, let the person go, I want to take it away."

"Lord Weng."

"Hmm......." Zhao Ling turned his head, his face was indifferent, and a wisp of killing intent flowed in his eyes.

Gao Cheng felt a sigh in his heart, he knew Zhao Ling's temperament very well, this was really a killing machine.

In the palace for so many years, anything that made Zhao Ling unhappy did not end well. In fact, the officials and subordinates in the palace are not most afraid of Zhao Chang, after all, he is limited by his position, and he still has a charter. But Zhao Ling is different, his methods are treacherous, and he is ruthless, offending her, and often he doesn't know how to die.

Thinking of this, Gao Cheng gritted his teeth, and did not wait for the person who reported to Zhao Chang to come back, and ordered loudly: "Don't hurry up and put the person down and hand it over to the lord Weng." As he spoke, he picked up Zhang Qing's head with his own hands and asked the man in black to take off the spike.

Zhang Qing was put down, and the strong man picked him up and took a piece of clothing to cover him. Zhao Ling led people to walk out with their heads held high, and along the way, there were many black-clothed people on both sides, as if seeing them off.

The wind blew, Zhao Ling's sleeves flew up, and there was silence all around, only the black cat on the wall barked a long cry or two, like a whimper. A few remnant leaves flew by, fluttering, and covered Zhang Qing's face.

Walking out of the courtyard, King Jinchun's sedan chair came in a hurry. Zhao Chang walked out of the sedan chair, looked at Zhao Ling and his party who came slowly, opened his mouth a few times, but finally did not send one

Silk sound.

The two staggered, Zhao Ling glanced at Zhao Chang, and took Zhang Qing back to his mansion without saying a word.

Wu Gen has been very busy these days, busy explaining the living etiquette of Chu Ji, and specially invited the grandmother in the palace to demonstrate. Chu Ji's face has been pulling for the past two days, and he really doesn't like these red tapes.

On this day, Huang Li suddenly came over, with a worried face, brought two jars of wine, and asked how Wu Gan was recovering from his injuries as soon as he entered the door.

Wu Jian didn't have any ill feelings towards this person, and personally entertained him in the courtyard. After a jar of wine, Huang Li's face was embarrassed, and he told Zhao Ling that he had sent him an errand to take care of Zhang Qing.

It turned out that since Zhang Qing was brought back, although he woke up, he could no longer practice, and he was cut off, and under the double blow, he went crazy.

Zhao Ling was claustrophobic in the cold palace, and he was also sick and rushed to the doctor, so he asked Huang Li to see if he could use the talisman to help him recover his senses, if not, he sent it to Yanming Mountain to let his master personally cast a spell.

Zhao Ling instructed Wu Qian to go over and inspect it first, and as long as Zhang Qing could be sober, he would give him ten thorn jades.

Wu Yan looked at the bright thorn jade, and only after a while did he speak, "Brother Huang, you are sending me a life talisman."

"How so?"

"Brother Huang, you think, how did this Zhang Qing's injury come about, it goes without saying, only the one who gave the order dared to make a move." Wu Yan pointed to the sky, "If it is saved, Lord Zhao Weng will be happy, but what about that one."

Huang Li sighed, "Yes, I also understand the reason, it's not like it can be delayed for a day. But yesterday, the senior management came over, but he just said inexplicably that he was alive. That's why I've come to you, and this must be the king...... That one was relieved, so he asked Brother Wu to spare time."

Master Shen, Wu Gen and Huang Li put on a wide cloak and arrived at a hut. Lifting the curtain on the bed, it was Zhang Qing who was lying. I saw that the person was already thin and inhuman, and he was tied to the bed.

Huang Li hurriedly explained that Zhang Qing could no longer take care of herself, and she had a violent temper, and if she didn't tie her up, she would kill herself indiscriminately.

Wu Jian stood in front of the bed, couldn't help but sigh a little, sighed, put his hand on his head, and silently sensed.

Suddenly, his brows moved, and Wu Yan hurriedly asked Huang Li to help lift Zhang Qing's head, and pulled out a long needle from the secret place behind Zhang Qing's head. This needle is only more than an inch, as thin as a hair, if there is no help from the thin waist slave, you really can't find this thing.

Huang Li took a breath of cold air and hurriedly threw the needle on the plate in order to report to Zhao Ling.

"Brother Huang, please stay away for a while." Wu Gen said.

Although he was puzzled, Huang Li still walked out of the door. After a while, Wu Yan walked out and shook his head, "I don't know who gave the needle, it is extremely vicious, it has already hurt his soul, I have tried all kinds of methods, but to no avail."

Huang Li sighed, "I will report to Lord Weng, this matter is beyond the control of the two of us."

A few days later, Huang Li took Zhang Qing to Yanming Mountain, obviously Zhao Ling had not given up.

On the way, the group stopped in Changgu. It's just that this time, because there was no Zhao Ling with him, there was no one to arrange a place to stay alone, so they all lived in the pavilion.