Strong favor

Zhou Nan dragged his injured body and knelt forward with difficulty.

The spring was cold and the drizzle was misty, and bursts of cold air spread from his body, making all the joints on his body ache.

The old wounds on his body were not healed, and new wounds arose.

"Please hurry up, General! Your Majesty is still waiting!"

The mean old slave's voice came from behind him from time to time, Zhou Nan could only reluctantly speed up, and as soon as he was fast, his knees hurt like they were splitting open.

However, even though he had tried his best, Eunuch Li was still dissatisfied, "If the general can't get there soon, let the old slave help the general!"

The sharp voice dragged on for a long time. Accompanied by the piercing voice, Eunuch Li took out a long purple gold whip bestowed by Shen Xiuyu, and slammed it viciously on Zhou Nan's back.

Zhou Nan's back was torn apart immediately, and blood flowed down. Stimulated by the pain, he almost crawled towards the Golden Temple. Eunuch Li's triumphant and wild laughter was in stark contrast to his painful panting. .Where he passed, there was a long trail of blood, which was shocking.

Maybe God couldn't stand it any longer, and made the rain a little bit harder, and the chill of the night hit his face. Eunuch Li sneezed, and kept saying, "General, I'll wait for you outside the Jinluan Hall."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhou Nan to agree, he left in a hurry.

This spring rain is getting heavier and heavier, the rain is torrential, the wind is strong, and it is difficult to move forward.Everyone in the palace hid, only Zhou Nan kept moving forward.

His clothes were already drenched by the rain, his wet hair clung to his cheeks, and his thin lips were as white as paper.As soon as the wind blew, his body shook, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

The Golden Luan Hall finally got closer, and a relieved smile appeared on his pale cheeks. At this moment, the rain on his head suddenly stopped.He looked back in a daze, only to see the Eighth Prince held up an umbrella for him.

"Zhou Nan? Why are you kneeling here dressed like this?" The Eighth Prince took off his coat with concern, and tied it on for him.

"It's the emperor... who punished me... from the general's mansion...to the...Golden Palace..." His teeth were trembling, and it was extremely difficult to speak every word, as if a knife was cutting his throat.

"Your majesty, you just made a great contribution, how could you do this to you!"

The Eighth Prince said angrily, "Come here, send the general back to the general's mansion. This king will go talk to the emperor!"

"No... my lord... don't... this... will implicate... you..."

The Eighth Prince's guards were about to come up to help Zhou Nan up, when a creepy voice suddenly came from ahead, "Who dares?"

The word lightly, but it was like two thunderbolts falling on the field, everyone stopped in shock, and looked forward stiffly, "Kowtow to the emperor!"

"Your brother sees the emperor!" The Eighth Prince also knelt down.

"Excuse me." Shen Xiuyu, dressed in a dragon robe, walked towards the crowd, with a threatening intimidation in his gestures, making people fearful.

"Your Majesty, Zhou Nan has made a great contribution. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to punish him like this." The Eighth Prince said, "Please deal with him lightly."

"I know what's going on with the general. It's cold and windy. Eighth brother should go back to your prince's mansion to rest as soon as possible, so as not to catch the cold. As for the general, I will deal with it myself."

What he said was polite, but it made people feel cold all over, the Eighth Prince could only give up, "Yes, Your Majesty."

After the Eighth Prince left, Shen Xiuyu picked up Zhou Nan who was on the ground, and strode towards his bedroom.