At the door of the study of the Shangshu Mansion of the Criminal Department, Ling Yun and the crown prince Zhao Ting met unexpectedly.

Seeing that Ling Yun was leaving, Zhao Ting was a little anxious, "It is fate that you and I met here today, and before you have time to say a few words, you are so anxious to leave, wouldn't it be too disappointing!" ”

Saying that, he stepped forward and grabbed Ling Yun's sleeve, "Who doesn't know that Ling Commander's swordsmanship is superb and his art is unparalleled, even if he gives this palace a face, go in with this palace and talk about it, this palace is about to ask you for martial arts attainments!" ”

At this time, Lu Wenzheng had already greeted him, and when he saw this, he also echoed and said: "Zhichao, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sincerely invites you, if you refuse again, it will be yours!" ”……

With everyone's dedication, Ling Yun had no choice but to come to the living room with Lu Wenzheng, Prince Zhao Ting and others.

Lu Wenzheng instructed people to serve tea, and while the prince slowly tasted the tea, he talked with Lu Wenzheng with great interest about some topics about governing the country and the way of kings and ministers, and then studied the famous works and theories of ancient sages such as the "Four Books and Five Classics".

After a long time, Ling Yun was quite bored, and wanted to leave after finding an excuse, Zhao Ting hurriedly got up to stop him, and said with his eyebrows flying: "Commander Ling, wait a minute." Now that the matter of Wenzhi is over, shouldn't we study martial arts? ”

"It's really a teenager, and it's fun-loving!" Looking at the handsome face of the crown prince Zhao Ting, Ling Yun felt a moment of trance in his mind, and in a moment of tossing and turning, he couldn't help but think of the reckless and happy self in the Shangshu Mansion of the Criminal Department a few years ago......

Time wanders through the wheel of fate, covering the mundane dust. Why does youth only erase my wasted years, but it can't erase the enduring scars engraved in the depths of my heart? ……

Thinking back on the past, Ling Yun felt sad in his heart, and unconsciously frowned slightly and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince, there is no need!" There are still some things in the house, so let's do it another day. ”

Zhao Ting blinked his cunning eyes and smiled lightly, as if teasing and dissatisfied, "There will be something urgent waiting for you to deal with in the Hou Ye's Mansion, is it more important than accompanying the palace to study Wenzhi martial arts?"

"Don't prevaricate this palace anymore, this palace also wants to see the mastery of Commander Ling's swordsmanship; At the same time, the palace is not afraid of the class to get an axe, and I have the right to ask Ling Commander to give me a few tricks! ”

Before the words fell, he suddenly reached out and pulled out his sword, and the angry sword was wild, slashing straight at Lingyun's face!

This gorgeous young man in a yellow robe and brocade boots, although he has a presumptuous and casual attitude, has a bearing of mountains and clouds.

Ling Yun was stunned, he couldn't imagine that the prince would act so urgently and not give himself any chance to refuse.

He hurriedly made a "sunset wave", his figure flashed, and the opponent's sword had already slid against his clothes.

Before he could retract his posture, Zhao Ting made another sharp "Flying Flower Chasing the Moon", and the long sword flipped back, hitting Ling Yun's head, chest and abdomen, without giving the other party a chance to breathe.

Ling Yun's body is like a frightening wave, fast as a whirlwind, although the movements are fast, but orderly, advance and retreat in an orderly manner, and the snow-white clothes are also flying and dancing and hunting between tossing and jumping.

"Chic and handsome", "elegant out of the dust", such beautiful words can not describe his demeanor and bearing at this time.

Dozens of rounds passed in the blink of an eye. Zhao Ting's sword is sharp, the moves are secretive, and they are cast in one style, but there are countless changes implied, which makes people busy and overwhelmed.

Ling Yun didn't fight back, he flashed and moved under Zhao Ting's fierce attack, every move and style was extremely dangerous, but it was just right. caused an exclamation from the people around him, and then there was admiration and applause from the heart.

After a stormy battle, the crown prince Zhao Ting finally restrained his sword momentum. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, the tails of his eyes were slightly upturned, a breeze leaning on the jade tree, and his clear eyes were heartwarming.

He waved his hand at Ling Yun, his eyes were full of admiration, "High!" It's really high! Even the most proud 'Kaiyang Forty-Nine Styles' in this palace can't help you - Ling Commander's martial arts are superb and his swordsmanship is exquisite, this palace has finally seen it today! ”

It turned out that the prince had asked a famous teacher in the palace to give guidance and practiced the "Kaiyang Forty-Nine Styles", which was exquisite and invincible.

It is precisely with this set of swordsmanship that the prince can be said to be invincible in the palace before this - all the masters of the inner house, the commander of the guards, almost unbeatable; I don't want to meet an opponent here today.

The crown prince Zhao Ting raised his eyebrows and smiled, clear and moving, "I didn't expect to find another mentor and friend today, this palace is really happy!" - Commander Ling, in terms of martial arts, you will be my teacher from now on! ”

The corners of Ling Yun's lips raised, and he smiled lightly: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is serious. ”

At this time, the eunuch Feng Lin stepped forward and reported: "His Royal Highness the Prince, it's already a quarter of noon, and we should go back to the palace." ”

"What, it's time to return to the palace so soon, it's really disappointing! Commander Ling, this palace will come to you again in the future! ”

Zhao Ting was still unsatisfied, and said hello to Ling Yun with some reluctance, and turned around to say goodbye to Lu Wenzheng.

Lu Wenzheng bowed down and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince, the coming day is long, let's continue another day." Wei Chen sent His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. ”

Zhao Ting said weakly: "Okay! Surrounded by Feng Lin and the others, they took a few steps forward, and suddenly their faces changed.

His body trembled uncontrollably, and he couldn't help frowning slightly: "It's strange, why does your chest suddenly feel so stuffy?" ”

Feng Lin's face was shocked, and he hurriedly said, "Is it that His Highness is moving too hard?" Why don't Your Highness sit down and be quiet. ”

The maid Zi Yan and the others beside her were also shocked, and hurriedly helped the prince to sit down.

Lu Wenzheng was also taken aback, and hurriedly instructed Mr. Liu, the clerk, to go to the imperial doctor to treat the prince.

At this time, Zhao Ting's face was pale, biting his lips tightly, and the joints of his fingers had become a little pale because of the hard clenching.

Everyone panicked, and Feng Lin also lost his claim, just shouted vigorously: "Imperial Doctor, why hasn't the Imperial Doctor arrived yet?" ……”

A few imperial doctors finally arrived at a trott, panting.

The original red tape is free and goes straight to the point. Several imperial physicians looked nervously around the prince, either observing words and feelings, or checking the pulse and listening, and when the necessary procedures of looking, hearing and asking were carried out, they were still helpless against the prince's sudden illness.

The imperial physician headed by him frowned, and said vaguely: "His Royal Highness the Prince, it seems that he has been hit by a ...... What a poisonous ......"

Feng Lin hurriedly said, "What kind of poison is it?" ”

The imperial doctor's face was dark, and he muttered, "This ...... The old decay needs further examination......"

Feng Lin said angrily: "Useless things! ”

Zhao Ting was already trembling in pain, his lips trembled, and he couldn't speak. His moans grew more and more rapid, his struggles became more and more intense, and his excruciating pain tormented the bodies and minds of everyone present.

Feng Lin had long forgotten his majesty and reserve, and wept bitterly: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, you ...... What the hell is wrong with you? - You quacks, why don't you go to your Royal Highness, what's the use of raising you in peacetime? ……”

Zhao Ting felt as if he was restrained and couldn't move, his whole body was in pain as if he had been stabbed in his body by thousands of needles, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't struggle, and he couldn't bear it.

He felt that his head could no longer think clearly, and his eyes were becoming more and more blurry, and he wondered if he was going to die like this.

He stretched out his trembling hand and grabbed Feng Lin's fleshy hand, his nails already deeply embedded in the flesh on the back of his hand.

"Feng Lin, tell me...... What the hell is wrong with me, am I going to ...... He's dead? ......" He gasped hard, the voice coming out of his rolling throat hoarse, indistinct, almost unrecognizable.

Feng Lin felt as if his heart was being pinched and kneaded repeatedly by a big hand, and he was only panting in pain.

He knelt down in front of the prince and said in a trembling voice: "Your Royal Highness the prince, don't talk nonsense, you are just a little sick now, and nothing has happened...... Didn't you just say to Lord Lu and Ling Commander that they would come to Japan for a long time, and they would talk about it another day? ……”

"Yes, you're right...... Zhao Ting nodded weakly, a happy smile appeared on his pale and bloodless face, "Commander Ling, I will come to the mansion to find you again in a few days...... Martial arts competition, today's martial arts competition is not fun at all......"

Ling Yun's heart ached, he bit his lip, nodded vigorously, and said in a voiced voice: "Yes, it will be, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will come to the mansion another day, Ling Yun will definitely sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman, do nothing, just accompany His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to have a good time......"

Zhao Ting's body suddenly twitched in pain. His teeth clenched, his whole face distorted, his forehead bruised, his eyes flustered and helpless, revealing a sense of despair in his dying struggle.

"His Royal Highness the Prince! His Royal Highness the Prince! ……”

The crowd was shocked by his terrible demeanor and did not know what to do.

Zhao Ting finally stopped struggling. He lay upright on the ground, his face was blue, his eyes were wide open, and all the pain, resentment, confusion, and unwillingness of his life were frozen on his face in an instant and eternal.

A physician trembled his hands and went to test the prince's snort.

Everyone saw that his body twitched violently, and then he slowly withdrew his hand, like a broken rag doll, and sat on the ground softly, his eyes were terrifyingly empty.

After a long time, he raised his head with difficulty and announced the result that everyone was most unwilling to hear: "His Royal Highness the Prince...... ......"

Everyone was stunned. Feng Lin, Zi Yan and the others were all stupid, and they stayed for a long time before they came to their senses, and pounced on Zhao Ting and cried loudly.

Lu Wenzheng only felt that his eyes were black, his body was weak, and he collapsed on the chair. The huge waves were rampaging through his heart, and he wanted to question why, but he couldn't say a word.

Feng Lin cried for a long time, and finally stopped his grief. He turned his head, the muscles of his face trembling with rage, and the flames in his eyes seemed to burn the man in front of him.

"You...... You must have poisoned His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! ......" His hand trembled and pointed at Lu Wenzheng and muttered.

Lu Wenzheng only felt his head buzz, his face immediately turned pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "Why did Gonggong Feng say this? ”