The king will never go to court

Chapter 183 Chapter 182: Yan Emperor's Change
"Young master, do you see?"

When Young Master Qin walked out of the side hall and came towards Emperor Yan's bedroom, Zhao Lingbai hoped that the other party could help his father.

If Emperor Yan can wake up, at least it can boost the morale of the soldiers and civilians in Kaijing.

The two maids purposely lifted the bed curtain that covered the outside, and what they saw was Emperor Yan's pale face, sunken eye sockets, and gray lips that were terminally ill.

Zhao Lingbai bowed to give up his seat and looked at Young Master Qin expectantly.

"It seems that the poison is very deep, so you just leave it alone?"

From Mr. Qin's point of view, the old man in front of him is almost no different from a dead person.

"Young Master, I beg you to lend a helping hand and save my father." Zhao Lingbai knelt on the ground and begged.

The imperial physicians, palace eunuchs, and eunuchs beside the bed watching this scene were astonished and knelt on the ground one after another, staring in amazement at the hem of the robes of the young black-clothed boy in front of him.

After pondering for a moment, Mr. Qin sat directly beside the bed, and his right hand lightly flew over Yanhuang's face, and a cloud of black mist rushed from his palm into Yanhuang's head at high speed.

Although seeing Young Master Qin's actions, Zhao Lingbai only slightly knit his eyebrows together, but he didn't make a sound to stop him.

Now, he has put everything on this mysterious boy in black.

"I hope I can win this bet! God bless, God bless!" Zhao Lingbai muttered silently in his heart, staring intently at the changes in his father's face.

The moment the black mist rushed into his head, Emperor Yan's entire face became abnormally distorted, and there seemed to be a foreign object rolling back and forth in his throat, blocking his breathing.

Yanhuang's entire face suddenly turned from pale to flushed, and his hands kept scratching the brocade couch beside him.

It lasted like this for more than half an hour, during which Emperor Yan almost suffocated to death several times, but at the most critical moment, Mr. Qin would always breathe a black breath, holding Yanhuang to his breath.

Looking at this scene, Zhao Lingbai's heart was pounding with fear, and the cold sweat on his forehead had already turned into bean-sized beads of sweat, dripping from his cheeks.

If Emperor Yan died in the hands of Young Master Qin, his own son would be bound to be blamed.

"What? Scared?"

Young Master Qin slowly withdrew the released breath, turned around, and saw Zhao Lingbai whose clothes were all stained with sweat, and laughed.

Zhao Lingbai nodded subconsciously, and at this moment he still felt chills down his back. He had never seen such a frenzied treatment method.

Consciously losing his composure, he hurriedly coughed lightly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Young master, my father is the emperor"

Young Master Qin glanced back at the sick and tormented Emperor Yan, waved his hands and said, "Death is impossible. Otherwise, I would seem too useless, wouldn't I?"

"Don't dare! How could I." Before Zhao Lingbai continued to explain.Mr. Qin continued, "I will wake up after a while, but whether I can recover or not depends on God's will."

"This, why is this?" Zhao Lingbai's originally excited mood suddenly fell back to a trough, and he asked in frustration.

Young Master Qin left the inner hall, returned to the place where everyone knelt down, found a place to sit down, and drank a cup of good herbal tea.

He murmured in his heart, "The people in power in this secular dynasty really enjoy it. They directly mix precious herbs into tea. It tastes much better than eating it directly."

Zhao Lingbai waved his hands away from the maids and eunuchs who were serving in the outer palace, only Mr. Qin and him were left in the huge palace.

"If you like it, Master, I will prepare some more tomorrow and send them directly to your resting place." Seeing Master Qin drinking the cup of ginseng tea, Zhao Lingbai seemed to be savoring the taste of it.

Mr. Qin directed the teacup, pointed to the side, and signaled Zhao Lingbai to sit down.

Zhao Lingbai clasped his fists respectfully and saluted, then sat beside Young Master Qin, and asked nervously, "Young Master, what strategy do you have to defeat the enemy?"

"Retreat the enemy?" Young Master Qin shook his head slightly, "There is no way to retreat the enemy, but I can make it impossible for them to attack Kaijing."

"Really?" Zhao Lingbai's eyes showed a fiery look, if he found a dying person with a chance of survival.

"Since you can't keep your promise, I still want to catch that dragon." Mr. Qin's eyes were calm, and he couldn't seem to calm down, but Zhao Lingbai still felt a fear and chill from the endless abyss.

"Before dawn, prepare a thousand virgins and virgins. I need their blood of the most yin and the most yang." Mr. Qin said calmly, as if there was nothing wrong with it, but to Zhao Lingbai's ears, it sounded like A thousand blades pierced the heart.

Zhao Lingbai didn't dare to ask, but just thought about it in his mind, "What kind of sorcery is this? It's using the boy's blood?" Finally, he nodded and agreed.

In just a moment, Young Master Qin and Zhao Lingbai left Emperor Yan's bedroom one after another.

Not long after the two left, Emperor Yan who was lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, the eyes were dark, and there was an extremely weird smile on the corner of his mouth.

After returning to the side hall, Mr. Qin continued to devour precious grasses and various treasures of heaven and earth.

In the past few days of perception, I sensed a familiar smell on the soldiers of the Qian Kingdom outside the city, and that smell belonged to him in the past.

He wanted to hide his strength, but he couldn't wait for the real dragon to come, and he felt that the people of Qianguo seemed to be related to the village in the mountains and rivers. Master Qin had to use some secret techniques to quickly improve his strength first.

On the other hand, Zhao Lingbai handed over the matter of finding the boy to Feiyingwei.

As long as Kaijing can be defended, even if [-] boys need to be sacrificed, he will not take it into consideration at this moment.

That night, thousands of households in Kaijing City cried loudly, and some even fought against the government to prevent Feiyingwei from taking their own children. In the end, the whole family was killed.

The iron cavalry of the Qian Kingdom hadn't broken through the city yet, and many people's homes were trampled by the officers and soldiers of the Kingdom of Yan who were supposed to protect their homes, bleeding all over the place.

One thousand five or six-year-old children were secretly sent to the imperial city and imprisoned in an unknown place.

In a deserted place, all the children were shivering, the surroundings were pitch black, and occasionally there was the sound of cold wind coming from the corridor.

The sound of the wind and the crying of children intertwined in this courtyard.

In the early morning of the second day, the courtyard was clean, and all the children disappeared strangely.

Only Mr. Qin walked out of the courtyard slowly, the corners of his mouth were still stained with bright red blood, his eyes were full of greed and enjoyment, and his bright red tongue occasionally licked the corners of his bloody lips.

The Eagle Guard who was guarding outside looked at the black-clothed boy in front of him as if he had encountered an evil spirit from hell.

Last night, those children in the courtyard were captured by them, and now they are all gone.Overnight, thousands of children suddenly disappeared without making a sound.

"Those, those..." Flying Eagle Guard Qianhu, who has always been domineering, did not dare to say anything at the moment. He wanted to ask those children what happened, but as soon as he uttered his voice, he was ripped off by his colleagues.

Young Master Qin walked extremely slowly, and when he appeared at the top of the city, Zhao Lingbai's originally stiff body finally glowed with a glimmer of life.

Last night regarding the arrest of the boy in Kaijing, he was interrogated jointly by various sects and aristocratic families. Zhao Lingbai could only evade his words and dare not explain the truth of the matter.

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