Daoist, I am not fragrant!

When Zhong Tang and Li Bizhi returned to the Golden Crow Temple again, the morning sun in the east had already risen slowly.

The small courtyard full of crabapple flowers is still quiet and stable, as if all the things experienced in the night are just like the petals that are falling, just phantoms.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Zhong Tang grabbed Li Bizhi's hand and dragged him to the stone bench under the tree without any explanation: "Sit down!"

Li Bizhi was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood what Zhong Tang was going to do, but he just shook his head: "I'm fine, A Tang doesn't have to—"

But this time Zhong Tang struggled enough to pull Li Bizhi's hand again, his eyes widened, and he repeated: "Sit down!"

Li Bizhi sighed helplessly, and sat down on the stone bench according to Zhong Tang's words.Zhong Tang immediately bent down, squatted beside Li Bizhi's legs, and then gently lifted his blood-soaked hem.

Inside the robe, it was even more of a mess.

In the last confrontation with Xing Weizong, the spiritual power that Zhong Tang felt, which he was very familiar with, came from the Li Sha that Li Bizhi had sucked from his body back then.

Zhong Tang could feel that that force was extremely domineering and fierce, and if he wanted to mobilize it, he would definitely pull the shackles on Li Bizhi's ankles.

Now... As he expected, Li Bizhi's ankle was strangled to bloody blood again. Even after such a time, the shackles were still tight and rattling, continuing to deepen the almost bone-deep wound. Wound.

"A Tang, don't look at it." Li Bizhi stretched out his hand and gently stroked Zhong Tang's hair, trying to cover his eyes.

Zhong Tang shook his head, hugged Li Bizhi's legs carefully, buried his face in his knees, and called in a muffled voice: "Senior brother..."

He was really sad, the shackles bound Li Bizhi's ankles, and also forced his heart.

Zhong Tang knew that Li Bizhi was suffering from unspeakable pain every moment when he was with him.

It hurts when you are emotional, it hurts when you kiss, and even the cloudy and rainy time, which should be the happiest, will be involved and injured.Not to mention yesterday, in order to protect him, he forcibly mobilized the Li Sha in his body.

"Ah Tang," Li Bizhi bent down slightly, and held Zhong Tang in his arms: "It's okay, I don't feel any pain."

"Why don't you feel the pain!" Zhong Tang finally couldn't help it, and raised his head, revealing those reddish and moist eyes.

Li Bizhi stretched out his hand, and slowly wiped away the water stains overflowing from the corners of Zhong Tang's eyes. Zhong Tang tilted his face slightly, and sucked a little of the scent in his hands, and managed to disperse the water vapor in his eyes.

"I really don't feel any pain." Li Bizhi gently took Zhong Tang's hand, and kissed it lightly on his heart: "The more it hurts there, the happier it will be here."

This pain stems from the bond between him and Zhong Tang, the more it hurts, the more hurt it means that what he is doing has a deeper bond with Zhong Tang.

"You talk nonsense to coax me again." It's a pity that Zhong Tang didn't appreciate it, and the steam he had finally suppressed surged up again.After finishing speaking, the pale vermilion spiritual power circulated in his hands, and slowly attached to the wound that was strangled by the shackles. He didn't rest on Li Bizhi's knee until he watched the wound start to heal slowly. head.

The autumn wind kept blowing down the crabapple flowers on the tree, and Li Bizhi also stroked Zhong Tang's hair and back, but he didn't want Zhong Tang to indulge in this, so he provoked something else.

"The person who fought us last night was not Xing Weizong."

Zhong Tang took a breath, and was indeed attracted to him, then raised his head to look at Li Bizhi: "Brother, do you feel it too?"

"En." Li Bizhi nodded, no matter in terms of martial arts, spiritual power or temperament, the people last night were completely different from the original punishment.

Zhong Tang also frowned and recalled: "Actually speaking, Xing Weizong didn't attend the final birthday banquet at all in the Fairy Mother's illusion last time... Could it be that something happened to him at that time?"

"It's not impossible." Li Bizhi also noticed this at the time. As a person who regards punishment as his family, even if he was angry with Si Qianjin at that time, he would not deliberately miss such an important event as the birthday banquet.

"Then who is Xing Weizong now?" Zhong Tang's slender fingers brushed the cloth on Li Bizhi's lap, "Is he possessed by the butterfly demon at the Fairy Mother's place?"

After finishing speaking, he himself felt that it was impossible. How could the White Butterfly Demon in the Fairy Mother's Palace have such strong spiritual power as last night?

And if Xing Weizong was really possessed by a monster, the audience in Taiyuan were not vegetarians. Zhong Tang and Li Bizhi would be able to detect the strangeness when they met face to face, and they would not know for no reason.

But if it wasn't those white butterfly monsters, who could it be?

This matter, at present, seems to be somewhat unpredictable.But fortunately, after last night's exploration, the matter of the jade seal was finally basically clear.

At first, it should be the emperor's thought that he wanted to marry the princess from Xili to Prince Duan.

And King Ning feared that King Duan would get Xili's help because of this, which was quite irritating.So he finally made up his mind to form an alliance with Taiyuan, and with the help of Si Qianjin, summoned the jade seal of the former prince who had given birth to a spirit, and lured the jade seal to attack Duan Wang's lineage under the pretext of "justifying the former prince".

And spread the news that everyone thought it was the ex-prince's murder, so even if he failed to take the lives of Concubine Duan and others, the emperor would become suspicious of them because of what happened back then, thus alienating King Duan.

As for the jade seal that was actually shot, from beginning to end, it just wanted to find out who was behind the scenes and avenge the old master, but it didn't want to be used in vain.

"When we left, the jade seal also left from King Ning. Where will it go?" Zhong Tang pondered. After the fight just now, Li Bizhi's tracking method on the jade seal has been broken. up.

"Will it go to King Feng to test again?"

"Not necessarily." Li Bizhi said two words briefly, Zhong Tang was slightly taken aback, then raised his head and looked at Li Bizhi, both of them had an answer.

"I'm going to inform Second Senior Brother to enter the palace..."

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It has been a long time since Li Jinghong returned from Taiyuan.

Before dawn, the emperor in his fifties was sitting alone in the imperial study, and even the proudest eunuch, Lou Gonggong, could only guard outside the door at this moment.

The memorials submitted by the courtiers were neatly placed on the dragon case, and under the dim autumn morning light, they looked extraordinarily complicated.

Li Jinghong has never counted how many memorials he has read in the twenty years he has been emperor.He is an emperor, but that doesn't mean he won't get tired.

He suddenly remembered that more than ten years ago, after a sleepless night, he had sat here, looking at those memorials that seemed to be endlessly approved, and had some thoughts--Prince, grow up quickly, hurry up Take the burden off his shoulders so he can rest in peace.

"It's the prince, and he has betrayed me."

Facing the imperial study room where there was no other person in front of him, Li Jinghong calmly spoke exactly the same words as he did 12 years ago, with an undeniable power in his tone.

In the gold-plated incense burner engraved with dragon patterns, the originally thin smoke suddenly became thicker, like flowing clouds and sea mist, overflowing the desk case full of memorials, floating in the imperial study.

If Li Jinghong felt something, he raised his eyes slightly, and saw a familiar figure in the thicker and thicker smoke.

"Where is the monster, dare to appear in front of me." He was not surprised or panicked, but just watched calmly, looking at the figure and wanting him to approach slowly.

After hearing this, the figure just bowed to Li Jinghong from a distance, and said in a respectful and mournful way: "I haven't seen you for many years, has the father forgotten your son?"

"My son?" Li Jinghong seemed to have smiled, he thought he had heard the most ridiculous joke: "You still want to pretend to be that traitor? Show your real body soon!"

That figure probably never thought that it would be exposed so quickly, but he knew after all that what he was facing was this great godless king.

So after a long time, he finally knelt down and said in a mournful voice: "The little demon offended Tianyan, and he knew that his crime was unforgivable, but... the old lord, King Rong, was actually a son who loved the king and loved his father. I hope His Majesty will investigate thoroughly." The injustice of the year."

The emperor's lowered eyes seemed to be sizing up the figure in front of him.

It has been twelve years since the former prince passed away, and he can't remember the face of this son clearly.

Seeing that Li Jinghong seemed to be loosened by the jade seal, the human figure kowtowed again: "In the past, the little demon accompanied King Rong to read and copy poems and books, and there was a saying: "E'e's nine floors have broken the eyes of joy and sorrow. Thousands of miles away, do not return to the soul of anger.[1]”

"Your Majesty also built the Baizi Terrace for His Highness, how can you bear His Highness to be like Prince Li, who was wronged by his father, and his soul is indignant and restless!"

"Being wronged by the father?" Li Jinghong walked slowly to the figure of Yuyin with his hands behind his hands, but his voice turned cold in an instant: "You said he copied "Wangsitai Fu" at that time?"

Yuyin's body was shocked. Although he couldn't understand the emperor's mind, he could feel that he seemed to say something wrong.

"He is really my good son. I asked myself if I had never treated him lightly, but he has the mind to compare himself to Prince Li!"

"No, Your Highness doesn't have such intentions, it's...it's the little demon who is clumsy and tongue-tied, and made a slip of the tongue! Your Highness never wanted to compare himself to the Crown Prince!"

"Of course he can't compare to Prince Li." Li Jinghong's voice sank again, as if he was brewing with overwhelming anger: "Prince Li was wronged by Emperor Wu, but he didn't!"

"I have never wronged the prince."

This light sentence shattered all the hopes of Yuyin, and it kowtowed heavily again: "Your Majesty, you understand in your heart! Your Highness is really wronged!"

"Eunuch Liu, Eunuch Liu has already admitted! Those letters were written by him, not His Highness!"

Li Jinghong's brows were like ravines, and the voice of the jade seal calling for grievances over and over again fell in his ears, like the desolation of silk and bamboo, entangled sadly, making him even more depressed.

Nameless anger burned the emperor's heart, he finally raised his foot, and the dark gold dragon pattern boots pressed heavily on the shoulder of the jade seal figure.

"Your Majesty!" Yuyin's body sank suddenly. He wanted to straighten his body here, but found that he had no way to resist——

This is the majesty of the emperor, the destiny bestowed by Ziwei Dixing since the day he ascended the throne.Any monsters and evil things must not be disturbed, and those who commit them will be devoured!

"I have never wronged the prince." Li Jinghong repeated every word, and the strength on his feet became heavier and heavier, as if he was about to be burned into the shoulder of the jade seal.

At this moment, Yuyin felt as if he was in a raging fire, being burned endlessly by the Emperor Star, drying up the fresh blood it was stained with, and burning everything on it to ashes.

"The abolished prince has a eccentric mind, and he is a delinquent to me for cooperating with the rebellious party to move the country's roots."

"After being blamed by others, you still don't think about repenting, and you insist on going this far-there is no pardonable sin!"

Unforgivable sin, those four words echoed in Yuyin's ears for a long time, crushing its mind inch by inch.

In the end, it didn't know where the strength came from, and it raised its head with all its strength, but what it saw was the coldest emperor.

Your Highness has a grievance... a grievance...

It opened its mouth, wanting to cry blood again, but in the end, it was just a broken jade reverberation——

The old seal of King Fangrong was finally 12 years after the death of the former prince, with the undiscovered truth and full of grievances, it turned into dust at the emperor's feet.

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The sky was bright, and Zhong Tang and Li Bizhi, led by Wen Wei, came to the outside of the imperial study against the morning light above the majestic palace.

Eunuch Lou was still standing there, he seemed to be older than before, but when he saw a few people, he could still put on a smile: "Your Majesty just sent an order to suspend the imperial court today, this meeting should have been suspended."

Zhong Tang wanted to ask something more, but when his gaze passed over Lou Gonggong's pale hair, he stopped again.

But Eunuch Lou smiled at him, and said softly: "Since the past cannot be pursued, the Taoist leader still needs to look forward."

The old things can't be chased back, those old things 12 years ago have been tossed about in the world for nothing, but they can't be chased after all.

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[1] From Chen Shanfu's "Wangsitai Fu"

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