The autumn frost dyed the gold bricks in front of the hall to white, and in the garden under the left and right corridors, the two furrows * were waving in the wind, and the young child in a yellow shirt and jade crown knelt on the cold ground, although the autumn wind was biting, but his body was sweating profusely. I don't know how long it took, he could hardly feel the cold, but felt as if he was in a furnace, thirsty and hot, very painful, he could even feel the loss of life from his body, but he did not dare to get up, or even ask for forgiveness from his mother, he could only barely support the sound that waited for his pardon.

In a trance, I heard Shizun's indifferent voice with concern: "County Lord, Zijing has been kneeling for a day and a night, he is still young, it is inevitable that there will be mistakes, don't blame him too much." ”

Then the cold voice of the mother came from the ear: "Who wouldn't make a mistake, it is this palace, if it wasn't for the big mistakes made in the past, how could there be the end of sitting in the deep palace today, but some mistakes are made and there is room for redemption, and once some mistakes are made, there is no chance to do it again." He accepted other people's overtures just because he was lonely and lonely, accepted the kindness of others, and dared to persuade Bengong to change his mind for that person, and became someone else's pawn for nothing, how can such a mistake be forgiven?"

He couldn't support it anymore, his hands could barely support his body, and before he knew it, his forehead had been pressed against the cold clear water gold bricks, but he didn't feel the chill of the light frost at all, just when he was about to pass out, he faintly saw the snow-white skirt stop in front of him, and then a pair of warm jade hands lifted his shoulders, the incomparably beautiful phoenix eyes stared at his eyes, the eyes were full of fire, and the cold voice came from his ears.

"Zijing, you remember, you must not let others dictate your life, whether that person has good intentions or bad intentions, only you can decide how to go on the road of life. If you really hope that your mother will change her mind, although your mother is sad, she will not blame you, but you don't know the cause and effect, and you don't know the entanglement between your mother and your father, so you rely on the sweet words of others to come to me, this is the big mistake you made. Zijing, tell my mother, do you really want me and your father to get back together?"

He struggled to grab his mother's clothes, refused to let go, and said hoarsely: "Mother, the child doesn't remember the appearance of his father at all, I just want to, I just want my mother to be as kind and kind as the third brother and their mother, don't always ignore Zijing." ”

After saying this, he only felt that the strength of his whole body was gone, and he fell softly in the warm arms of his mother, and this time, his mother did not push him away, but hugged him tightly, unconsciously, he had endured for a long time The tears welled up, and in the haze, he heard the slightly panicked cry of his mother, and only felt that the warmth he had never felt hugged him. The moment he sank into the darkness, he heard his mother's angry order that from now on, anyone who trespassed into the Qifeng Palace would be executed. Although he regretted that he would never see the amiable third brother and the beautiful princess sister again, he was not sad, because he knew that his mother still valued and loved him after all, and he still firmly remembered one thing, that is, he must no longer be used and manipulated by others.

Wu Heng's eyebrows stretched, although the young man's face was paler than snow, his forehead was even more cold sweat, and his mind was not very clear, but after all, he came back to life, and the day and night guards of the four famous doctors finally saved his life, which made Wu Heng really relieved, whether it was the martial arts of cherishing this son or thinking of the background behind him, Wu Heng did not want this person to die in Yueyang.

Ning Sudao hurriedly walked into the dungeon, his eyes swept over the young man who was still unconscious, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, Fairy Ping has woken up, and there is no requirement except to ask about the safety of Prince Zijing. ”

Wu Heng raised his eyebrows lightly, ordered a few famous doctors to continue to take care of Zijing, and then turned around and walked out of the cell, Ning Sudao hurriedly followed Wu Heng and walked out, and when he left, his eyes still glanced at the dungeon that had already been unrecognizable with some doubts.

This dungeon was originally a place where important people were imprisoned, because of the fear that such characters often have martial arts or someone wants to rob the prison, so it is the most tight, not only this dungeon is deep underground, not to see the light of day, the surrounding walls are sandwiched with steel plates in the masonry, the door is also made of stainless steel, the furnishings inside were originally simple and simple, although everything is complete, but it is not much luxury. However, the day before yesterday, Wu Heng had all the ordinary tables and chairs in it replaced with expensive mahogany tables and chairs, and the wide stone couch was covered with thick fur bedding, thick curtains were hung on the cold walls around it, and even the woolen carpet purchased from Hu Rong was spread on the floor. The damp moisture in the dungeon was dried by fire beforehand, and the felt carpet that kept the damp out of the dampness made the dungeon seem to be a gorgeous dormitory, and the only thing that was not quite in line with these was probably the thick steel door and the shackles on the hands and feet of the young man lying on the couch. Of course, the cell door is not locked at the moment, so that it is convenient for several doctors to come and go.

Ning Sudao was very puzzled, if Wu Heng had the heart to show favor to Zijing, why didn't he simply arrange him to recuperate in the quiet room of the mansion, if he planned to give this young man a dismount, why did he clean up the dungeon like this.

The two walked out of the dungeon along the corridor, the exit of the dungeon is a row of houses, just suitable for the guards guarding the county government, it is difficult to think that one of the houses is the entrance to the dungeon, out of the door, a young general stood solemnly at the bottom of the steps, this person is twenty-six or seventeen years old, with a good appearance, a slightly dark complexion, and a small figure, but the flying breath between the eyebrows and the aura of slaughter make it difficult to remember his size. When the young general saw Wu Heng walk out, his eyes flashed with admiration, and he knelt down on one knee and saluted: "The last general, Duan Yue, the general of the left leading army, knocked to see the king." ”

As soon as Wu Heng saw him, his originally gloomy expression suddenly became cheerful, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand to hug each other, and said with a smile: "You came so fast, didn't you travel day and night, this time this king is going to move you to the general of Jingnan, commanding the armies of Baling and Wuling counties, subject to Su Dao's moderation, and the heavy responsibility is on your shoulders, do you have the confidence to accept this position?"

Duan Yue couldn't hide the ecstasy in his heart, got up and said solemnly: "The last general will be promoted and reused by the prince, dare not give up his life to serve the death, the prince can rest assured, the last general will definitely repair the armor and wait for the end, unless the last general dies on the battlefield, he will never let an inch of land fall into the hands of the enemy." ”

Wu Heng's eyes flashed with joy, Duan Yue is his nameless disciple, most of his martial arts are taught by him, he is the first general in the martial arts of Nanning's new generals, if it weren't for Ning Sudao's secret advice, in order to avoid the future battle for power, Wu Heng has already accepted Duan Yue as a righteous son, seeing that he is full of confidence, Wu Heng is naturally happy, but he still said gently: "Don't say that, although you say that you have the responsibility to defend the land, but you can't take your life, this king will rely on you to expand the territory in the future, how can you sacrifice lightly." ”

After that, Wu Heng walked back with Duan Yue, Ning Sudao knew that they would have a secret affair to talk about, although he was also Wu Heng's confidant, but the military and politics were different, but it was inconvenient to listen, so he looked for an opportunity to retreat. It's just that he is still worried in his heart, Wu Heng has never said how to deal with the young assassin in the past few days, today Pingyan has woken up, the disciples of Cuihu must have a secret method to contact the same door, once Yan Zishuang, who is still in Yueyang, learns, she will definitely come to visit Pingyan, if she learns that the assassin has been captured, I am afraid that there will be a lot of right and wrong. Since Zi Jing is a descendant of the Martial Arts Sect, the relationship between Zi Jing and Cuihu is difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, coupled with the fact that he has a close relationship with Shuangjue, but he assassinates the prince of Yan Wang, this kind of contradiction will make the king feel embarrassed about how to deal with him.

When Yang Ning woke up from his slumber, he was a little strange that he was still alive, Pingyan's sword not only stabbed him, but a wisp of feminine internal force was wrapped around his heart, like a maggot attached to the bone, it could not be dispersed, such a serious injury coupled with being in the middle of the lake, it was really unbelievable for him to survive, could it be that this is fortunate not to live, fortunate to not die. Reluctant to open his eyes, he was still immersed in a dream, how long had he not seen his mother, although his mother was often cold and alienated from him, but the occasional few revelations of his true feelings were enough for him to never forget. He never believed that his mother had died in the flames, how could it be, his mother had said that unless he saw her body, he would never believe that she was dead, he just didn't believe that his mother was dead, she must be watching this world coldly somewhere, if his mother knew that he was fighting peace, he should be very happy, no matter life or death, the bloodline of the Lord of Huofeng County would no longer be at the mercy of others.

Can't help but show a smile, he tried to sit up, his hands and feet moved, but there was the sound of chains, his cold eyes swept over the shackles of his hands and feet, and he couldn't help frowning slightly, there was an iron chain about two feet long, the thickness of a thumb, one end was locked on the shackles of both feet, and a section went deep into the stone couch, presumably in the hands of someone outside the cell, although there was enough length now to allow him to move indoors, but as long as the chains were tightened in the other room, he could trap himself on the couch. This shackle is made of fine iron, which is more than 20 catties, and the iron chain is made of the elite of Xuantie, even when his own skills are completely undamaged, it is difficult to break it. Although there is a way to shrink the bones to get rid of the shackles, it is possible to do it with pure internal force to make the skeletal muscles soft as cotton, but now that his internal injuries have not healed, if he wants to perform bone shrinking kung fu, he is afraid that this life may be taken. Although he is not afraid of life and death, he is not willing to kill himself.

Knowing that he was already trapped in the cage, Yang Ning's expression did not change in particular, but his eyes became more and more indifferent, and the whole person was like lifeless ice and stones, his eyes glanced at the closed prison door, he could feel the slight sound of breathing outside, he did not deliberately pretend to be still unconscious, I think someone will come in soon.

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Sure enough, before it was time to make incense, there was a sound of opening the iron lock outside the prison door, but Yang Ning was stunned, and saw that Yuguan walked in with four men in different clothes, one of whom had white eyebrows, and the other three were not confused.

One of the elders walked straight to the stone couch, sat on the chair at the head of the bed, and expertly pointed his finger at Yang Ning's wrist. Yang Ning's first reaction was to almost use the remnants of his internal strength to kill the old man, but he restrained himself, whether it was the dignity of being a prince or the arrogance of being a disciple of the Martial Arts Sect, he would not be allowed to kill an innocent old man for no reason.

The old man checked the pulse of both wrists for the silent Yang Ning, coughed, and said: "The left inch of the child's pulse is short, but the heart blood is insufficient, and the pulse is weak...... "As soon as he said this, Yang Ning said coldly: "I don't understand." The old man almost choked in one breath, and his face sank and he was about to get angry, but his eyes flashed, and he saw that the young man's face was indifferent, but with a trace of murderous intent, his eyes looked around, although this is a dungeon, but the luxury and beauty are not inferior to the prince's bedroom, this young man is indifferent, without color, as if this strange scene is the most ordinary. The old man couldn't help but move in his heart, and his anger gradually dissipated. He is a famous doctor in Baling, who has treated diseases for countless dignitaries and dignitaries over the years, and the princely mansion is also frequent, seeing that although this young man is in prison, but his demeanor has its own noble place, it has been concluded that he must be born a nobleman, although he is so difficult to be imprisoned, but just look at the situation in front of him, this person's life and death is much more important than his own ordinary doctor, but there is no need to be unhappy with such a person. So he paused for a moment, and then said: "Childe's internal injuries are very serious, his heart is infested by different kinds of evil qi, and he has a sword wound in his chest. And although the son is young, he is worried and depressed, and he is usually fine, but at the moment it is even worse. But the son does not have to worry, in the old man's opinion, the respect of the son must be very caring and important to you, in the early years of the use of medicine for the son to cut the muscles and wash the marrow, the son seems to be a cold and less thoughtful person, even if some troubles will not hurt the heart meridian seven feelings, so although the injury is serious, but it is not difficult to treat, as long as the son follows the doctor's instructions, take medicine for treatment, within a month, you can heal the injury, live as usual, and then recuperate for a year and a half, you can recover as before. ”

Yang Ning listened indifferently at first, but when he heard the words "care and attention", his heart trembled, and he almost didn't listen to the words that followed. The old man saw that he was dazed, and said that he had just woken up, and he was not angry, so he got up and asked the other three doctors to check the pulse one by one, and then each wrote down the pulse case, and after discussing it, he came up with a prescription, and then walked out of the dungeon in turn.

Yang Ning didn't say a word until these people left, just lying on the couch and staring at the brocade tent above his head, there was no light in this dungeon, and the lighting was all based on the floor-to-ceiling silver lamps on both sides of the bed, which used fine butter candles to illuminate the prison. Yang Ning looked at the bright candle flame, suddenly stretched out his fingers and flicked, two wisps of finger wind, one left and one right, easily extinguished the indoor fire candle, the darkness instantly submerged all the dungeon, at this moment only the darkness can cover the agitation in his heart.

Pingyan leaned on the couch, his eyes through the bead curtain, falling on the light smoke rising in the incense burner, she didn't take the injuries of her hands to heart, although Yang Ning's wrong bone technique was vicious, Cuihu had its own secret method to treat it, not to mention that there was a famous doctor to help the bones, at most 100 days later, her hands could move freely, and she could recover within half a year, but what made her unable to leave here was a serious internal injury, Yang Ning's palm was not ordinary, and the alien true qi that was still stuck in her meridians was raging with a slight gap, if it weren't for Pingyan's internal force to suppress and channel, I was afraid that it would be out of control now。

However, Ping Yan didn't think that this difficult internal injury was a kind of trouble, being able to personally understand the operation of the Qi of the Martial Dao Sect's mental method was extremely beneficial to her cultivation, as long as she could completely dissolve this alien true qi, it would make her take a big step forward on the road of martial arts. Another reason is that this injury gives her an excuse not to contact her fellow disciples, once the battle between her and Yang Ning spreads, others may not think of it, but the sect master will inevitably guess Yang Ning's true identity, and at that time, presumably Senior Sister Zishuang will also know. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but secretly regret that the injuries on her hands could not be recovered in time, otherwise the internal injuries would be aggravated, and she would have to break into the prison with a single sword, and rescue Yang Ning first. With a slight sigh, she closed her eyes again, carefully understanding the operation of that wisp of domineering true qi.

Wu Heng sat under the orange tree that had begun to be dyed light red, tasting the new tea in autumn, looking very calm, thinking for a moment, beating a chess piece into the encirclement, completely tearing the enemy's encirclement to pieces, looking up at Ning Sudao with a smile, and said, "Why is Sudao so unguarded these days, but is it because of that young man?"

Ning Sudao smiled bitterly and abandoned his son to admit defeat, and arched his hand: "Wang Shangmingjian, the minister is for Zijing's matter, according to the minister's knowledge these days, this person in the prison in addition to self-healing, without saying a word, although the king imprisoned him, but did not restrain his true qi, once his internal injuries healed, the dungeon may not be able to trap him, the king is so lukewarm, but the minister is in a dilemma, and please ask the king to make it clear how to deal with this person." ”

Wu Heng said with a smile: "These **** were originally waiting for Zishuang to come, she has already gone to Jiangxia, and she can reach it in one day for six hundred miles, I didn't try to stop Pingyan from contacting her, but she didn't come." ”

Ning Sudao was thoughtful, and quickly figured out the strange part, and said in amazement: " Fairy Ping didn't want Fairy Yan to intervene in Zi Jing's affairs, and it was really a little strange, since Zi Jing was a descendant of the Martial Arts Sect, most of the Fairy Peace had no intention of the world, but he made a move to assassinate the prince of Yan Wang, if Fairy Yan knew about this, he would definitely ask in person, the Demon Sect and Cuihu have always been hostile, and it is natural for this matter to be handed over to Fairy Yan to deal with, if the aftermath of this assassination incident can be eliminated peacefully, I think that even the prince of Yan Wang will not necessarily pursue Zi Jing's assassination, after all, no one wants to provoke an enemy like Martial Dao Sect easily.

Now that the forces of all parties are intertwined, they tend to be balanced, Zijing Gongzi has such achievements at such an age, if it continues to develop, it is likely to destroy the balance and tranquility that Cuihu is bent on maintaining, according to the minister's opinion, Fairy Yan will definitely try to restrain Zijing Gongzi, most of them are looking for a place where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, forcing him to cultivate his self-cultivation, so as not to intervene in the dispute in the world.

If things develop like this, there is nothing bad for Ping Xianzi, if Zijing Gongzi concentrates on martial arts, the two are chess opponents, and they can go hand in hand, maybe Cuihu will let Ping Xianzi monitor and restrain Zijing Gongzi. But Fairy Ping chose to be silent, it can be seen that she didn't want this kind of thing to happen, and the minister saw that Fairy Ping was desperate to save Zijing, she must have done this for the sake of Zijing Gongzi, which proved that if Fairy Yan was involved in this matter, it would be very unfavorable to Zijing Gongzi. However, Fairy Yan is the most humble and kind, and he will only mediate from it, and will never make it worse, since Fairy Ping has done this, the only possibility is that Zijing Gongzi has another identity, and the importance is better than the identity of the disciple of the Martial Arts Sect, it seems that the identity of this son is very strange...... "Speaking of this, Ning Sudao suddenly stopped, and if he continued to talk about it, he would find out that Wu Heng had doubts in his heart, so he wanted to meet the source left and right, so as a minister, it was naturally inconvenient for him to speak.

Wu Heng was in the same mind with his monarch and ministers, and understood what he meant beyond his words, but he only smiled slightly, and had no intention of arguing. Although the whereabouts of the Martial Dao Sect have not appeared for seventy years, the sect that can last for thousands of years should have a safe inheritance method, Wu Heng believes that Zijing will have a respected elder behind him, and now most of them are to make him turn to the world and sharpen his cultivation, if it is punished and tortured, it is okay, if he is really killed or seriously injured, then he has formed an indissoluble enmity with the Martial Dao Sect, which is really unwise. However, since Zijing was seriously injured when he was rescued, it was also an opportunity to show his goodwill, so Wu Heng asked Zijing to diagnose and treat his injuries, and arranged the dungeon to be comfortable and luxurious, so that he could recuperate. As for imprisoning him in the dungeon, it is because no matter what, Zijing is still the assassin who assassinated the prince of Yan Wang and the murderer of the soldiers under his command. And Wu Heng still hasn't personally solicited visits, but this is Wu Heng's ingenuity. When he watched the battle on the lake, he had already found that Zijing's temperament was very arrogant and obedient, just like a lonely and arrogant lone wolf, when he was injured and down, sympathy and pity could only make him more reluctant to hold grudges, the best choice was to let this arrogant teenager **** wound alone in a dark corner, and when he regained his self-confidence, he would naturally remember his kindness. Another function of arranging the place where Zijing recuperates from injuries in the dungeon is to resist the interference of outsiders and better protect the boy. It's just that these thoughts are a cronie like Ning Sudao, but it's inconvenient to talk to him more.

However, even with Wu Heng's wisdom, he also forgot the guards under the command of Baling County, and he had a great grudge against the assassin who killed his comrades and siblings, and their grudges almost wiped out all his hard work.