Hard to be a shadow guard

In the sleepy room, the two candles echoed in the distance, and the weak candle flame kept beating, as if it could be extinguished in the next second.

But at this time, the whole room was filled with a strong smell of soup and medicine, mixed with the faint fragrance of grass and trees in the incense burner, but there was a feeling of neither fish nor fowl.

Go around the two screens in the center of the room and walk in. There are still gauze curtains on the bed not far away, and it seems that someone is still lying on the bed.

If Xuanying was lucky enough to open his eyes and take a look, he would definitely be able to find out that this is Xie Yiqian's bedroom...

"Squeak—" The door opened and closed, followed by the sound of two people's footsteps, one fast and one slow.

Xie Yiqian walked all the way to the bed, lifted the gauze curtain and sat down beside him. He looked at the person on the bed without blinking, and asked casually, "Is the situation still not good? What about his meridians?" ?”

Dozens of days ago, Xie Yiqian finally found the mighty Xuanying in the withered pavilion of the imperial palace. Surrounded by anger, he only kept asking questions, but how could the weak Xuanying have the strength to answer him?

As the fear in Xuanying's eyes grew, he failed to receive Xie Yiqian's next question after all, and fainted with his eyes closed.

Seeing this, Xie Yiqian's anger dissipated in an instant. He seemed to have punched cotton, and he didn't react for a long time.

Xie Yiqian didn't look down until he was finally awakened by Xuanying's fine moan, and saw that there were continuous drops of sweat dripping down on Xuanying's face, and the severe pain from inside his body made him unable to escape even if he was unconscious. .

Xuanying's face was tightly wrinkled together, and her five fingers were hollowed out into claws, but she couldn't find a point to rely on.

When Xie Yiqian put his hand on Xuanying's shoulder, only to hear Xuanying's muffled groan, he unconsciously found support, and grabbed Xie Yiqian's right hand with his backhand. The force at that moment was so great that it directly cut the back of Xie Yiqian's hand .

Only then did Xie Yiqian think of checking Xuanying's physical condition. It didn't matter, but it instantly confirmed what Gu told him—in just these two days, he would be disabled.

Afterwards, Xie Yiqian hurriedly collected his mind, rushed out of the palace gate with Xuan Ying on his back, and returned all the way back to the palace.

Facing Tianren's "not worth saving" kneeling on the ground, Xie Yiqian didn't even give him extra eyes, and turned his head to call Diren to "do his best to save him, but he was buried with him unexpectedly".

Although almost everyone in the Shadow Guard Battalion already knew that Xuan Ying had defected from the government.

But Diren was far from being as clear about rewards and punishments as Tianren, he didn't want to watch Xuanying live and die, and with the order of the Lord, there was nothing to stop him from saving Xuanying.

However, Diren and Xie Yiqian still had to watch the last trace of internal energy in Xuanying's dantian exhausted, looking all over him, they couldn't find any possibility of practicing martial arts.

Although Xie Yiqian took out the resources of the entire Prince Rui's Mansion to treat Xuanying's injuries, the other party still didn't open his eyes once for dozens of days.

......

Now, Xie Yiqian's inquiry is exactly the same as the previous few days. After Diren gave Xuanying the pulse, his answer was the same as usual: "It is the Lord, Xuanying's injury has been controlled, but it is still not possible to wake up for a long time. I don't know why."

"As for the matter of renewing the borrowing of meridians...forgive me for my incompetence."

"That's why you didn't wake up!" Xie Yiqian had expected it, but he couldn't help but growled and questioned.

In other words, he was not dissatisfied with Xuanying's unconsciousness, but... Xuanying's aura became weaker day by day.

On certain nights, even if Xie Yiqian stayed by Xuanying's bed all night, there would be a few moments when he lost Xuanying's breath, even if he could recover in an instant, the fear of losing Xuanying completely only made Xie Yiqian panic.

Di Ren took half a step back and knelt down, again speechless.

Xie Yiqian turned his head to look back at Xuan Ying who was still sleeping on the bed, and the stuffy air in his chest dissipated again.

Like an old man in his twilight years, he could only wave his hands weakly: "Forget it, step back, and find a way, how can this king's Xiaoying be like this, this king still wants him to be well... ..."

Di Ren has become accustomed to the large amount of information contained in the words of the Lord, and he only said lightly after hearing the words: "Yes."

When Dangren turned around and was about to retreat, Xie Yiqian suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly called people to stop: "Wait, those old guys in the Shadow Pavilion..." His eyes flashed with murderous intent, "Keep fighting, When will Xuan Ying wake up and stop!"

It doesn't matter if you say that he is venting his anger or that he is unreasonable, since Xuan Ying is not awake, then there is no way to get rid of the culprit who caused everything.

Diren turned around and said "yes" again, before leaving.

Xie Yiqian finally had some time to be alone with Xuanying. He bent over and was very close to Xuanying, and the breaths of the two could even intertwine.

And as the distance between him and Xuanying got shorter, the smell of medicine on the opponent's body became stronger, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was pungent.

But nothing could stop Xie Yiqian from looking at Xuanying obsessively, even if he was only facing a sick baby who couldn't speak or move, Xie Yiqian was still extremely satisfied.

Look at Xuanying's slightly bright red mouth, look at his occasional trembling eyelashes, and look at the other party's black hair...

Everything is fine in Xie Yiqian's eyes.

Xie Yiqian just looked at Xuanying like this for a long time, until his bent waist began to become unbearably numb, so he stopped these meaningless actions.

Xie Yiqian finally lowered his head and kissed Xuanying's forehead lightly, as lightly as if treating a fragile treasure.

After this, Xie Yiqian finally got up and left.

But not long after he left, there was a sudden rustling sound in the quiet room.

Xuanying's consciousness was still chaotic, he opened his eyes slightly in a daze, and what he saw was somewhat familiar and strange, but when he looked down, he saw only a few thick iron chains, one end was hanging on the top of the bed, the other end was ...deeply attached to the underside of his bedding.

Xuanying didn't have time to think about anything, he was soon eroded by the darkness again, and fell into a coma again.

......

At the same time, the familiar Dali Temple Prison, familiar people...

Lin Feng was imprisoned in the deepest part of the prison, but even with the guards who surrounded him several times larger, there was no trace of fear in him.

Even watching him sitting on the wooden table dangling his hands and feet, he didn't have the slightest embarrassment of being in prison.

But at this time, Lin Feng smiled, looked at the people in the opposite cell jokingly, sighed twice, and taunted again: "Your Excellency Zuo, you can't do this!"

In the cell opposite him, it was Ji Xianyuan squatting alone in the cell, but compared to Lin Feng's leisurely, Ji Xianyuan looked more desolate and desolate.

I saw that his snow-white prison clothes were stained with many mud stains, and his black hair was messily scattered behind his shoulders. The most shocking thing was undoubtedly the depression and despair in his eyes.

Even in the face of Lin Feng's never-ending ridicule since he came in, Ji Xianyuan didn't respond at all.

Let the scolding, but lifeless.

It's a pity that Lin Feng really couldn't find anything else interesting in a short time, so he could only base his fun on Ji Xianyuan, so that although he couldn't hear the response, he might as well continue talking.

"If I want this king to say, Mr. Zuo Xiang is better off smashing his head against a pillar to death. He will die sooner or later, so he won't see his wife and daughter die in front of him. Why are you so stubborn!"

Lin Feng raised his legs: "Come on, hurry up, I can't wait to see it!"

After all, Yigan jailer was used to King Liang's convulsions, and he was no stranger to it, even if he never looked back once.

So much so that no one noticed the note that Lin Feng casually threw out of the cell window...

In the following period of time, Lin Feng's chattering nature was fully revealed. From the very beginning, he never stopped talking, taunting Ji Xianyuan in different ways, from his knowledge to experience, from being imprisoned to being sentenced to death.

There is only what others can't think of, and there is nothing he can't ridicule.

It wasn't until Lin Feng said that his mouth was dry, and he couldn't find a mouthful of cold water after looking around, then he stopped embarrassingly.

"Well... I'm thirsty, why don't you bring some tea? White water is also fine!"

I don't know if the jailers were tired of the nagging behind their backs. Seeing that there was a way to restrain King Liang, they just couldn't hear them. Even though Lin Feng shouted behind him, no one listened to his orders.

Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs, that's all.

When Lin Feng had had enough tossing and tossing, he finally stopped being a monster, turned around and lay back on the musty-smelling bed, humming a little tune that he didn't know where he heard, and lost his eyes in a daze.

After staying in prison for so many days, it does not prevent Lin Feng from hearing other news from others.

It seems that the emperor was poisoned by an assassin, and now he is unable to return to heaven and is dying.

It seemed that the courtiers were in panic. King Rui, who had been running towards the palace some time ago, was too busy to go out.

It's like... secretly telling him that Xuan Ying poisoned the emperor, and in the end, regardless of life or death, Ling Chi was not caught after all.

Up to now, Lin Feng had already guessed the reason why Xuanying defected to him in the first place, but he didn't know how many shadows of Xuanying were in Xie Yi's fishing trap to lure him into the palace to seek rebellion.

No matter what he said, in short, Lin Feng already understood most of what he wanted to know, and he had been doing nothing in Dali Prison for so long, it was time to go out and exercise his muscles.

Lin Feng turned over and lay down, changed the tune and continued humming, and the obscene words learned from the mouth of the firework woman came out of his mouth, but the taste changed inexplicably.

"Mandarin ducks are trapped in a double night, a pear tree crushes crabapples, crushes crabapples, crushes crabapples..."

Pitiful for him in his thirties, he didn't even marry a beautiful princess, how could he be trapped in this small prison of Dali Temple, and if it was spread, wouldn't he be famous as the king of Liang for nothing?

Lin Feng was thinking boredly, and the humming overflowing from the corners of his crooked mouth never stopped.