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Chapter 51 Yelang, take medicine

Silver moonlight, paved with bluestone streets.

The storm subsided, and there was only a black-clothed swordsman standing in front of the bookstore, facing the circular pit ahead.

The sudden confrontation, the time is actually very short, the total time before and after is only more than ten breaths.

It wasn't until this time that some lights were turned on in the academy in the distance, and many figures came out of the house to check.

Ye Jingtang maintained the posture of throwing a knife at any time, until the street was completely silent, and his sharp eyes converged.

Looking down, a circular hole was poked out of the robe at the heart, exposing the golden book pages inside. Remove the 'Dragon Elephant Picture', and look through the hole in the clothes, it can be seen that the chest muscles have been shattered. There were bloodshots and bruises.

Xue Bodhi suffered from a misjudgment, but he was indeed an old master in the world, and the strength contained in his swift and violent blow was definitely not light.

Ming Longtu blocked the stabbing, and the force was evenly distributed to half of the left chest. It was still like a heavy fist slamming on the chest. The injury was not serious, but it was indeed not very good.

Dongfang Liren poked his head from behind the counter and came to the door of the bookstore to take a look:
"Yejingtang, come in quickly, are you injured?"

Ye Jingtang patted his chest, sat on the threshold, and raised his hand casually:

"I'm fine, Your Highness don't need to be afraid, the assassin has already been taken by me..."

"Who's afraid?"

Dongfang Liren seemed to have forgotten what he was hiding behind Ye Jingtang just now, and squatted halfway beside Ye Jingtang, tilting his head to check.

Because the jade hairpin on the head was broken, and the long hair fell down like water, the originally heroic face fully showed the femininity that it should have. She still wore a slim boa robe, but she no longer had the serious aura of a prince, more like a flaming red The noble princess of lips.

Discovering that there was a hole in Ye Jingtang's robe on his chest, and the inside was black and blue, Dongfang Liren raised his hand to tear the clothes.

Ye Jingtang hastily pressed his collar: "No need, I'm really fine!"

Dongfang Liren was very timid when he met an assassin, because as the target of the assassination, he had to protect himself so as not to cause trouble for the guards.

But in front of Ye Jingtang, Her Majesty's aura naturally returned, her eyes narrowed slightly:
"Ok?"

Ye Jingtang felt a little helpless in the face of the Queen who was lying in the den, and pulled open his neckline, revealing half of his chest and shoulders:

"It's okay, just a small injury."

Dongfang Liren saw Ye Jingtang's muscular chest muscles and shoulders, his eyes were slightly strange, and he carefully checked the injury.

"How did you get injured? How does it feel like being injured by a blunt instrument through a heart guard?"

"I didn't see it clearly, it may be a unique hidden weapon."

Ye Jingtang casually explained and changed the subject:

"Who are the green bandits?"

Dongfangli felt that there was something wrong with the scar, but he didn't delve into it. He pressed Ye Jingtang's chest and ribs with his slender fingers to determine whether it was broken:

"The Holy Majesty ascended the throne as a daughter, and there are more than a few people who have dissent from the government and the public. Every once in a while, assassins come to Beijing to assassinate the Holy Majesty's faithful and relatives. Most of the assassins, like Xue Bodhi, are green forest bandits, so they are collectively called 'green bandits'. As for the behind-the-scenes Who is in charge, and whether it is a force, has not been found out yet."

Ye Jingtang was really weird when the queen touched his chest, and it was hard to push it away, so he could only treat it as a disease and asked:
"Could it be Pingtian Sect?"

"The Pingtian Sect is just a power in the rivers and lakes. They guard a small hill alone. They wish the court could not see them. They don't have such strong wrists. In my opinion, the green bandits can only be vassal kings, aristocratic families, or the Northern Liang court. "

Dongfang Liren talked for a while, then suddenly remembered something, and looked at Ye Jingtang:
"Why do you know Tianhe Dao?"

Ye Jingtang was puzzled: "Prince Jing asked me to learn the sword technique from Qiu Tianhe, would I be surprised?"

"You have only learned for a few days, and you can use it to deal with Xue Bodhi?"

"If you can't learn it in four or five days, what kind of knife do you use?"

? !
Dongfang Liren noticed the 'contempt' in the words, his eyes were slightly cold:

"You mean this king is not worthy of using a knife?"

Well, it's a waste of my knife...

Ye Jingtang has such an idea, but it is difficult to explain clearly:
"How could it be? Your Highness is actually a quick learner. Among the young swordsmen I know, he is at least among the top two."

When Dongfang Liren heard this praise, surprise flashed in his eyes:
"Really?"

The only swordsman of the same generation that Ye Jingtang knew was Xiao Yunli.

According to his estimates, Dongfang Benben may not be as powerful as Xiao Yunli, but he is indeed the top two, so he nodded sincerely:
"How could I joke with Your Highness?"

Dongfang Liren was so praised by Ye Jingtang, his eyes were obviously happy, and he carefully examined the skeletal muscles of Ye Jingtang's chest:

"It seems that you still have some vision, but you are inexperienced. The chance to assassinate the king is fleeting, how can the green bandits keep their hands in the dark. You just retreated, but missed a great opportunity."

Ye Jingtang naturally knew that it was time to make up the knife at that time, but the third knife was only figured out in the afternoon, and he didn't know the fourth knife, so he couldn't take it casually.

"The "White Slash" I created by myself can only do three swords at present, and there is no way to go out with two swords. If you make up the sword again, you will be found out. That's why I returned to acting. The next time I meet Xue Bodhi, he will die. undoubtedly."

Dongfang Liren was taken aback for a moment, feeling something was wrong:

"Your white chop, isn't it just one knife?"

"Two days ago, I caught the wingless owl and realized the second knife. I waited for His Highness in the afternoon. The time was too long and I was bored, so I thought of another knife..."

(⊙⊙)? ?
Are you talking about people?
When this king was taking a bath and putting on makeup, did you realize such a domineering sword technique?
You lied to you?
Dongfang Liren stared at him with an indescribable expression.

Through the reactions of several masters, Ye Jingtang has confirmed that he is a little bit smarter than ordinary warriors.

Seeing that the queen was hit, he comforted softly:
"Now I understand quickly because I have practiced swords since I was young, and I have accumulated enough, and I am eating dividends. When the accumulation in the past is exhausted, I should be almost like an ordinary person..."

"..."

Dongfang Liren didn't know what to say, so he simply stopped talking, closed his head, and carefully examined the wound.

After confirming that Ye Jingtang was not broken or internally bleeding, Dongfang Liren heaved a sigh of relief, raised his hands, and brushed up his long hair that fell loose on his shoulders.

Ye Jingtang originally thought that the queen was going to tie her hair, but she looked at it slightly—Prince Jing put his hands behind his head, untied the golden necklace, and pulled it out along the neckline.

But the pendant seemed to be caught by something, and she moved the soft lump under the fat-headed dragon through the python suit...

? !
Ye Jingtang hastily turned his head and kept his eyes fixed.

Dongfang Liren looked normal, and pulled out a small gourd from his neckline.

The small gourd is made of pure gold and is about the size of a finger belly. After unscrewing it, it can be seen that there is a red pill inside.

The medicine that King Jing can carry around his neck, without thinking about it, is a magic medicine that can hang people's lives, and maybe one is missing.

Ye Jingtang hastily raised his hand: "Your Highness does not need to spend money, I have wound medicine..."

Dongfang Liren looked quite serious, holding the vermilion pill, and ordered in the tone of a queen:
"If I tell you to eat it, you will eat it. Can this king harm you? Open your mouth!"

Ye Jingtang didn't want to waste it, but Dongfang Benben was quite domineering. He wanted to pinch his chin and force it, so he had to raise his hand to take it and throw it into his mouth.

The pill melts in the mouth, with the warmth of grandma, the taste is hard to describe.

While the two were talking, there was a sound in the sky, and the bird flew back from the river, landed in front of the door, spread its little wings, danced and gestured:

"jijiji..."

"Xue Bodhi is very vigilant, knowing that there are birds scouting at high altitudes, and escaped into the water and lost it."

Dongfang Liren was just wondering why Niao Niao disappeared, and was a little surprised when he saw this, and raised his hand to stroke Niao Niao: "It's quite smart."

Then he got up and looked around in front of the door, waiting for the Heiya guards to come over.

After Ye Jingtang took the pill, he found that his chest and abdomen were soaked in hot water, and the pain disappeared instantly, but the price was a little drowsiness.

Afraid of falling asleep due to the effect of the medicine, and the picture of Minglong was discovered, Ye Jingtang had to wrap the picture of Minglong in cloth, wink at Niaoniao, and let Niaoniao wait for the opportunity to take it home.

"Your Highness."

"Your Highness..."

……

Soon, there was a dense noise from the riverside.

Dongfang Liren went out the door, Niao Niao took the opportunity to grab the cloth bag and flew out from the back window, Ye Jingtang secretly heaved a sigh of relief, no longer forced himself to be sleepy, and leaned against the bookshelf holding the knife...

(End of this chapter)