In the secret room of the Qingping Palace, the lights are bright, and the furnishings are no different from the study, Li Muyang took advantage of the night to visit as scheduled, but Zhu Luofeng did not have a good face, and after arranging tea, he never said a word.

"Looking at the prince like this, it must be that something unpleasant has happened?" Li Muyang smiled all over his face.

Zhu Luofeng smiled strangely, "Master Li Zhuang really gave birth to a good son. ”

"But Shijie he..."Li Muyang looked at Zhu Luofeng frowning, and couldn't help but look tight, "It's Li Zifeng?"

Zhu Luofeng snorted coldly, "There is a knife hidden in the smile, and the words are terrible, but that's it." But this king can't help him, it's really a skill. Zhu Luofeng put down the teacup heavily, "I wonder if Master Li regrets giving up on him at the beginning?"

Li Muyang twitched the corners of his mouth, "The prince is angry, I regret it or not, things are already like this, and now our affairs are imminent, and I hope that the prince will relax." ”

"It doesn't matter. Zuo is just a death row prisoner awaiting execution, and after His Majesty's blessing, he will be beheaded. He couldn't make much of a wave. Thinking of this, Zhu Luofeng's mood seemed to be much better. Then he made tea as if nothing had happened.

But when Li Muyang heard the news, his heart shook for no reason, and the teacup in his hand trembled, and a little tea splashed on the table. Maybe it was the blood relationship, and he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Master Li Zhuang can't bear it?" Zhu Luofeng played with the teacup, and his eyelids never lifted.

"Oh, not really. I was wondering if the entire Hongyuan Villa would be implicated because of him alone. Li Muyang came back to his senses and tried his best to maintain normalcy, but his expression could not hide his loss.

Zhu Luofeng smiled, "What are you afraid of with this king?"

"The prince can rest assured that Hongyuan Villa has arranged enough secret guards to hibernate on various official roads and paths, and as soon as there is any movement from outside, he will start immediately. They will never be allowed to take advantage of the opportunity. At the mention of this, Li Muyang came to the momentum, and he quickly abandoned the loss just now, and replaced it with a yearning for interests and rights.

"Good. Zhu Luofeng smiled with satisfaction, "After the matter is completed, I will definitely not lose to Master Li." ”

The night was deep, the moonlight was so dim that it was almost invisible, and a dark shadow quietly shuttled through the streets and alleys of Wei'an City, and it took a long time before it stopped in front of the simple house in the depths of the alley, and after probing left and right, it dodged in.

Although the house is small, there are all kinds of furniture and furnishings, and Shang Huaifeng is sitting at the table in a black robe, drinking white water without the slightest taste. At this moment, a slight gust of wind blew, and the flames shook slightly.

The person who came was dressed in black, it was Shang Pingrong, the leader of Xing Wei's Mansion, he seemed to be a little impatient, and went straight to the table and poured two glasses of water. Shang Huaifeng looked at it, frowned, and reprimanded, "Reckless, what kind of system is it?!"

"What the hell do you guys think?!" Shang Pingrong's tone was not good, "Maybe you are indifferent and ruthless!"

Shang Huaifeng slapped the water glass on the table, "Is this the attitude you should have when talking to your elders?!"

"Then your attitude is to let a junior bear these crimes, which should not be borne?!" Shang Pingrong's voice was a little excited, "Maybe I shouldn't have any extravagant expectations for you at all!"

'Smack!' Before the words landed, Shang Huaifeng threw a heavy slap over, Shang Pingrong was beaten back a few steps and hit the edges and corners of the cabinet next to the wall, hurting to the bone marrow.

Shang Pingrong slowed down for a long time before coming back to his senses, and the tears in his eyes were infinitely magnified, "You have always been like this, you have beaten and scolded me since you were a child, and you have never given me a good face, even if it is just a little bit." In your heart, you are just a high-ranking and powerful elder in the Hengshan Sect, and all you care about is interests and reputation!" After saying angrily, he turned around to leave.

After Shang Huaifeng listened, he lost the anger just now, he poured a glass of water again and drank it, "What happened?"

Shang Pingrong was slightly stunned, and after trying to stabilize his breathing, he said, "King Qingping wants to kill Li Zifeng, and he can save his life under heavy punishment, if he continues like this, he will die of illness in prison if he can't wait for the emperor to pardon him!"

Shang Huaifeng took out two small porcelain bottles from his body and threw them to Shang Pingrong, Shang Pingrong reached out to catch them, "What is this?"

"The medicine for wounds, the medicine in the dark bottle is taken inside, and the dark blue bottle is covered. Although the medicinal properties of the two drugs are stronger, the effect is excellent. Both internal and external use, all three times a day, two days in a row, the wound and the inside can be recovered by half. Shang Huaifeng said without emotion, as if he was just repeating what others said.

Shang Pingrong looked at it in a daze for a while, and when he turned to leave, Shang Huaifeng's emotionless words came from behind him, "Control your own emotions, the emperor also has his own arrangements." Li Zifeng is a smart man, how can he sit still and wait to die?"

Looking at the back of Shang Pingrong leaving, Shang Huaifeng sighed heavily, looking at the flickering candle flame, his eyes were a little uncomfortable, and the firelight emitted a blurred aperture, and in the aperture, a person's face seemed to appear.

Flower and moon appearance, delicate and sweet, Fang Yuerong, who is twenty years old, has moved the indifferent and serious Shang Huaifeng with a smile and a smile, although he is marrying for Ming Media, but due to the current situation and identity, he can't give her a beautiful wedding gift, Fang Yuerong has never complained about anything, and a year later, she is pregnant.

But Fang Yuerong is weak and sick on weekdays, and it is even more difficult to give birth during childbirth, Shang Huaifeng wants to give up the small to protect the big one, but Fang Yuerong must leave a child for him. His son Shang Pingrong was born, but Fang Yuerong died of blood.

Since then, Shang Huaifeng's heart has gradually cooled, every time he sees Shang Pingrong, he always thinks of Fang Yuerong, and he is extremely conflicted in his heart, and even thinks that it is this child who has taken away his beloved, so he has never given Shang Pingrong a good face, and his upbringing is also very arrogant, even if it is just because of a small mistake, he will either beat or scold him.

Shang Pingrong also hated Shang Huaifeng because of this, although every time he was beaten, Shang Huaifeng would have a short period of warmth when he drugged him, but it rarely moved Shang Pingrong, and he vented his resentment against Shang Huaifeng in his martial arts.

When he was fourteen years old, the imperial court conscripted, he did not hesitate to enlist in the army, he was only glad that he could escape from this home that made him feel no family affection, but he didn't notice, when he resolutely walked out of the house, Shang Huaifeng was standing not far behind him, silently wiping tears.

Shang Huaifeng rubbed his sore eyes, silently swallowed a sip of cold water, and sighed in his heart: Rong'er, if you have a spirit in the sky, tell me, what should I do with our son?

Xing Wei's mansion is tight, and the lights are burning for a long time......

Li Zifeng woke up from his slumber, to be precise, by the pain, a piercing pain. Before he had time to react anything, he was held down by a strong hand, unable to struggle left and right, so he honestly lay on his stomach, and his body couldn't stop shaking.

After a long time, the medicinal properties gradually slowed down, Li Zifeng exhaled a long breath, and was quickly fed a pill, after the torment of heartburn and lungs, he suddenly felt that there was a clear stream swimming in the dantian, which was very comfortable.

Li Zifeng stabilized his breathing, felt that the pain in his body had eased a lot, he propped himself up and looked at Shang Pingrong calmly, "There is Lao Shangge to receive it, these two medicines were obtained from your father?"

These two medicines, Li Zifeng is very familiar with, they are treasures treasured by the Hengshan faction, which can quickly relieve people's pain and restore their physical strength, but the daughters of many sects can't ask for it.

Shang Pingrong didn't hide it, and went straight to the point, "What Gongzi Li said is right. Shang Pingrong paused and continued, "Oh, no, according to the seniority, I should call you Senior Brother." ”

"Shang Ge Ling doesn't have to be polite, since I was imprisoned, thanks to your care. Li Zifeng said, saw Shang Pingrong's right cheek swollen with red palm prints, and quipped, "Elder Yitong has a bad temper, and I have suffered a lot before." ”

Shang Pingrong frowned, "Why did you want to come back? You could have just left." ”

"And then, seeing that the Hengshan Sect was implicated because of me alone?" Li Zifeng smiled slightly, "Shang Ge led you to remind me, if I have any abnormal thoughts, the first one to be affected by me is the head master!"

Shang Pingrong sighed heavily, then looked around, and said in a voice so low that only two people could hear him, "King Qingping's people have infiltrated Xing Wei Mansion, you should be careful when you go out next time, but you should also relax, no matter what you do, someone will secretly cooperate to protect you." ”

After that, he put a key in Li Zifeng's hand, "If you feel uncomfortable with the mattress, you can take care of it again, and if you need anything, just let the jailer outside come to me." ”

"There is labor. ”

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