Night fell on the majestic capital, the streets and alleys gradually lit up with orange lights, this Yingtian City, which was called Jinling by literati and artists, was invisibly shrouded in a layer of beautiful light.

In the heavily guarded imperial city, the Hongwu Emperor of the current dynasty was summoning the supervisor of the Qin Heavenly Prison and the respected Zen master of the void phase in the Qianqing Palace.

In the deserted hall, there were only three monarchs and ministers, and the other cadres were all driven out by this tyrannical emperor. Anxiously pacing, the gray-haired Zhu Yuanzhang looked gloomy. And Qin He, who was dressed in a feather coat, and the empty phase master with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, had to look at the pestle with their eyes, nose, nose, mouth, and mouth to the side, and they didn't dare to come out of half of the atmosphere.

Like a fierce tiger, the old man in a dragon robe said in a majestic tone:

"What's wrong with Willow's illness, why did she fall into a coma again?"

Qin He, whose face was full of sickness, bowed and saluted:

"Back to Your Majesty, the ice and fire poison in the little princess's body has attacked again, almost exhausting the princess's innate vitality, and the minister reluctantly uses his true yuan to protect the princess's heart, but if it continues like this, the princess is afraid that it will ......"

"I'm afraid of what!"

"Please atone for your sins, I'm afraid, the princess won't survive the New Year......"

slapped his palm on the bookcase beside him, and Zhu Yuanzhang, who had a hideous face, asked sharply:

"Is this how you healed Wei'er? It's been two years, two years! Not only has the condition not improved, but it is getting worse and worse, don't you all claim to be one of the best masters? What kind of master is this!"

Looking at the old man under the rage, the middle-aged man in a feather coat just smiled slightly bitterly, unable to say a word. And the master of the void phase who was standing on the side finally felt a little unbearable, and took two steps forward and said gently:

"Amitabha, Your Majesty, please don't blame Qin for sacrificial wine. For the sake of the little princess's injury, Qin Sacrifice Wine has used his own True Yuan essence blood, and he used his decades of Yang Shou to save the princess's breath......"

Looking at the bloodless face of the man in the feather coat, Zhu Yuanzhang sighed and said:

"That's it, it's all because I'm too anxious. Qin He, I spoke a little heavier, don't care. ”

The man in the feather coat bowed and saluted:

"It's the incompetence of the subordinates, Your Majesty is to blame. ”

Slowly walked back to the dragon chair, and the old man with a sad face murmured bitterly:

"I can't blame you...... If you want to blame, you can only blame me...... If I hadn't been there, I wouldn't have attracted those two Yuanmeng assassins...... If it weren't for protecting me, Vile wouldn't have been hurt...... She's only sixteen years old...... There's still a great life waiting for her to enjoy...... But why ......?"

Looking at the old man in the imperial robe who was in grief, His Royal Highness Qin He and the Master of Void Phase also shook their heads and sighed bitterly. The great monk who personally experienced the assassination said with a little memory:

"Back then, those two assassins used the long-lost Xuanhuo Gong and the Cold Ice Palm, and the two true qi of Yin and Yang clashed in the little princess's body, not only hurting the meridians, but also depleting the innate vitality in her body. In the past two years, we have tried our best to finally consume the two true qis, but the princess's own innate vitality is not much left. For the sake of the future, unless someone can exchange their vitality for the princess, but ......"

Suddenly, something came to mind, and Zhu Yuanzhang, who had a sad face, suddenly raised his head and asked:

"Wait a minute, didn't you ask me to ask Xi Zhenren to get out of the customs a few days ago, saying that he had a way to save Wei'er, what happened now?"

The man in the feather coat exchanged a look with the old monk beside him, and then bowed down and replied:

"Back to Your Majesty, the way is to find it, but it's just ......"

The old man, who was still looking sad, suddenly grasped a glimmer of hope, got up abruptly and asked:

"Just what?"

"It's just that this method is more dangerous, and Xi Zhenren is still looking for someone to try. ”

"Oh, but there's a result?"

The kind-eyed old monk interjected from the side:

"Amitabha, we are also planning to start this matter with Your Majesty. The person Xi Zhenren is looking for is also His Majesty's old friend, and it is Shen Wansan, who donated money to build Yingtian City. ”

"Oh, Shen Wansan, the rich man?"

"Exactly, the old man learned that he also died soon due to the loss of innate vitality, so he bothered Xi Zhenren to help him heal, and there must have been results in these two days. ”

With a sigh of relief, Zhu Yuanzhang slowly sat back in his seat, his brows furrowed tightly. After a long time, the old man in the imperial robe commanded in a deep voice:

"In that case, you two should confirm the matter as soon as possible, and inform me of any results at once. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

After a slight hesitation, the man in the feather coat asked tentatively:

"Your Majesty, if Xi Zhenren's method is feasible, then how should he help the princess heal? Let them enter the palace, or ......?"

"Of course, it's to enter the palace for treatment, why not?"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked puzzled.

"Back to Your Majesty, as far as I know, what is really used to cure the disease is actually a little apprentice newly accepted by Xi Zhenren, who borrowed the true yuan in the child's body to heal the princess's injuries. ”

"So what?"

"Your Majesty, that child was born in the market, and it is inevitable that he will have a skin-to-skin relationship when he is cured. The princess is a golden branch and jade leaf, so it is not in line with etiquette. ”

"The bullshit doesn't make sense!" the old man in the imperial robe took the case, "Is it the etiquette that is important, or Wei'er's life that is important!"

Seeing that the emperor was angry, the man in the feather coat had no choice but to bow down and stop talking.

"Amitabha, Your Majesty, please calm your anger. After all, the princess is a princess, according to the old man's opinion, the princess can be brought to the Shen Mansion, so that it can not only disguise the identity of the princess, but also facilitate their treatment, I don't know what Your Majesty wants?"

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Zhu Yuanzhang thought for a while and said:

"That's fine, but I'm going with me, and I'll have to see Vile safe and sound with my own eyes. ”

"This ......"

Waving his hand to stop the exhortation of Master Void Phase and Qin He, Zhu Yuanzhang said in a deep voice:

"The Shen Mansion is not far from the Imperial City, and besides, I can bring three or two master guards to accompany me, are I afraid of any accidents? ”

Standing up slowly, the old man in the imperial robe walked up to the two of them with relief, and said earnestly:

"Don't worry, I'll be careful. It's been a long time since I've been to the people, so I just took this opportunity to take Wei'er out for a walk. Although I am the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, I am also a father, do you understand?"

Looking at the founding emperor with a complicated expression, the man in the feather coat and the old monk nodded helplessly.

At the same time, on the roof of the Qianqing Palace, Wu Xin, who was dressed in white and with white hair, was staring coldly at the tiles below. A mirror-like wave of water rippled on the roof tiles, and the water wave showed the scene of the meeting of the three monarchs and ministers in the main hall. The night breeze blows, and the white clothes on the white-haired man's body flutter in the wind, but his person stands still, like a cold statue standing there.

On the vertical ridge next to her, a fox demon girl with six tails growing behind her, is leaning on a decorative spine beast, nibbling on a pastry stolen from nowhere, while shaking her feet in boredom. She turned her head to look at the white-haired man who was floating silently in the air, shook the snack in her hand and asked:

"Uncle Wu, this jujube paste osmanthus cake is delicious, do you want to have one?"

didn't get an answer for a long time, and the little fox demon named Mei'er pouted and complained angrily:

"Look at it, I don't know what to see with those bad old men below. It's been four days, and we've been revolving around this emperor surnamed Zhu, what's the fun!"

It seemed that he couldn't stand the noise of the girl next to him, and the white-haired man slowly turned his head and said in a cold tone:

"Because he is the reincarnation of the broken army star, and he is the tribute lord of this world. According to the 'Heavenly Eye' inside the door, this little emperor surnamed Zhu will have a catastrophe during this time. In order to avoid the fall of the Emperor Star, I, the Sect Master, must personally keep an eye on it. ”

With a snap of her mouth, the fox demon girl asked puzzledly:

"What will happen if the Emperor Star falls, what's the matter with us?"

After a moment of silence, the white-haired man said faintly:

"It's none of your business, but it's about me. The mission of our Tianji Pavilion people is to protect these reincarnated stars that came into being. We will not intervene in the change of dynasty, but the power of the stars on these stars is related to the direction of Kyushu's luck, and once something goes wrong, it will be a disaster for the whole world. Therefore, for thousands of years, Tianji Pavilion has lived to protect them. ”

Blinking her beautiful big eyes, Mei'er said as if she didn't understand:

"Well, that sounds pretty good. ”

Glancing at the daughter of the old man, the white-haired man said helplessly:

"I told you a long time ago that this time I went out of the valley for business, and you want to follow, why, are you bored?"

Taking a bite of the sweet pastry, the fox demon girl said vaguely:

"It's okay, this palace is indeed quite large, and the things in the imperial dining room are indeed better than those outside. But it's just a little too boring, and no one plays with me. ”

As she spoke, the girl involuntarily looked in the direction of Bao'en Temple.

Shaking his head slightly, the white-haired man said coldly:

"What, do you want to go back to that stinky boy?"

Nodding dumbly, Mei'er said seriously:

"It's a bit like that nerd, on weekdays in the Ghost Valley, there are only a bunch of old guys and your disciples, and I can't find anyone who can play with me. It's still that stinky boy's house is fun, the place is a little broken, but there is a guy who looks like a bully to play with me. ”

The big watery eyes rolled for a moment, and the fox demon girl shouted happily:

"Uncle Wu, why don't we arrest that nerd back to Tianji Pavilion, so that someone will accompany me!"

Frowning slightly, the white-haired man said angrily:

"Are you a good hall in the Jiji Pavilion that day?

Pouting in disappointment, Mei'er shook the man's sleeve and begged:

"Just take it back, it's a big deal, just treat him as my pet, and I'll take care of him." Besides, isn't Uncle Wu also interested in that kid, so he will be admitted to the door in advance. ”

Looking down at the sticky little fox demon, the white-haired man shook his head helplessly:

"Now is not the time, that kid's luck has not yet come, and it will take a few years of training. But since you're bored, go back and torture him in the next few days, so as not to get into trouble around me. ”

Jumping up in surprise, the fox demon girl hugged the white-haired man who was three or four heads taller than him. She rubbed her little mouth stained with pastry residues twice on the man's clothes, and said happily:

"Uncle Wu still loves me the most, I'm leaving, I promise I won't get into trouble!"

Before the words fell, the girl turned into a white light and flew in the direction of the outside of the city. Looking at the direction she was far away, the white-haired man said to himself with some nostalgia:

"The big girl doesn't stay, old fox, I can't control your girl, I hope you don't settle accounts with me when you go out......"

The night became darker, and as the thousands of lights went out, Ying Tiancheng fell into a dead silence again.