Jian Sui Daye

Xuyi City, Prince Regent's Mansion.

"Mother, the news in the city should be just rumors. How high is my husband's martial arts? Few people in this world can match him. How could he be injured and still unconscious?"

Seeing Princess Zheng pacing back and forth in the room anxiously like ants on a hot pot, with faintly red eyes and a sad and helpless face, Zhang Rongqiang smiled calmly and comforted her gently.

Zhang Rong seemed to be calm and composed, but she was very anxious and fearful in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it at this moment.

It is no secret that Gao Changgong was assassinated in Jinyang, and Zheng Shi also knew that Gao Changgong was not injured, but his heart and lungs were injured due to fright and anger, and he would recover after a while of recuperation.

The news of Gao Xing was not sent back by the Beggar Gang, so Zhang Rong didn't know that Xing Xing was seriously injured. However, for some reason, the news that "Xing Xing was seriously injured and will die soon" came out of the city like a bolt from the blue. Generally, it explodes in the hearts of everyone.

Not to mention that Mrs. Zheng couldn't sit still anymore, Zhang Rong, Zhang Lihua and Wu Shun's three daughters were also very anxious. They wished they could spread their wings and rush to Jinyang to see the person they missed in person.

Unlike Wu Shun, who only knows to weep silently and is weak, Zhang Rong can still maintain a sense of reason. The palace has not received definite news, but everyone in the city knows it. This is really unreasonable.

Things are abnormal and there are monsters, especially in this stormy moment, Zhang Rong has to be extremely careful, she is almost sure that the rumors must be spread by the Moon Worship Sect, and maybe the Sacred Fire Sect is also fueling the flames.

If the instigator is really worshiping the moon, his intention is obvious, that is to lure Zhang Rong and his daughters to leave Huaizhou North and go to Jinyang.

Although she knew the tricks of the Moon Worship Sect, Zhang Rong was helpless. The highest level of rumors is to confuse the real with the false, with nine points of the truth and one point of the false, making it impossible for people to distinguish. The four women were very worried.

"Rong'er, I'm really worried that I didn't see Xing'er with my own eyes." Zheng's voice was a little hoarse and choked, and the sadness on his face became more intense: "Furthermore, Li'er and Yue'er were seriously injured, and there are no familiar people around them." It’s not good for people to take care of them.”

"Mother, you can relax, with Dr. Sun here, Sister Yue'er and Sister Li'er will be safe and sound, and the servants in the mansion will take care of them, so why do you have to travel thousands of miles What about Jinyang?"

Zhang Rong held Zheng's arm, looked at her seriously and said, "Now Daqi's father and husband have the highest prestige and power, so it is inevitable that they will attract the jealousy of others. I kiss you, for the current plan, we'd better wait and see what happens, only by staying in the mansion and responding to all changes with the same can we make the villain's plan come to nothing."

"It's not without reason," Zheng shook her head, bit her lips, and said sadly, "Rong'er, what you said is not unreasonable, but aren't you worried about Xing'er's safety? As a wife, and more importantly, a mother, no matter if any of them have troubles, how do you tell me to live in the future?"

Zhang Rong was at a loss for words, and the calmness she had pretended on her face disintegrated instantly like a broken mirror, replaced by deep worry and uneasiness. Zheng's words undoubtedly touched her heart, and it was difficult to make a decision for a while. .

"Sister, let me do what mother wants," Zhang Lihua glanced at Zhang Rong with flushed eyes, and then at Wu Shun, who was pear-blossoming and rainy, and said in a heavy tone: "Sister, we all believe that your husband is safe and sound." , but in any case Jinyang and his party are inevitable, we should make preparations early, "

Wu Shun didn't speak, but the worry and sadness, hesitation and hope in her eyes revealed her inner thoughts.

Zhang Rong let out a low sigh, her eyes suddenly became firm, and she took a deep look at everyone before saying solemnly: "Mother, since everyone agrees, I won't stop you anymore, it's just that this trip is dangerous and unpredictable. You have to be fully prepared, and I hope your mother won't blame you for the grievances."

"Mother, listen to you," Zheng smiled reluctantly, and shook Zhang Rong's cold little hand vigorously.

……

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

Looking at the sky full of red clouds and the sun slowly falling below the horizon with unwillingness, this poem appeared inexplicably in Gao Xing's heart, and a sense of sadness and loneliness lingered in his heart for a long time.

Under the gorgeous clouds, a healthy glow appeared on his happy and pale face. His eyes were a little empty and dazed. Although he was smiling, he lost his previous self-confidence. meaning.

Since being brought back to Jinyang City by Yuan Tiangang, under Sun Simiao's careful diagnosis and treatment, Gao Xing was in a coma for five days before waking up, and then ten days before he was able to walk as usual. With the nature of Qi, it would not be so difficult for him to recover, and it would take so long, but this is the fact.

When Gao Xing wakes up, the first thing he does is to look inside himself and exercise his skills to adjust his breath. This is a habit developed through years of life and death.

It's just that as soon as he practiced his kung fu, he was happy and felt a stabbing pain in his dantian, which made him tremble all over and sweat profusely. If it wasn't for his tough heart, he might have shouted out on the spot.

Surprised in my heart, I was happy to endure the pain and tried several times, but the dantian was completely silent, without any reaction. I was happy to think that it was caused by the huge consumption of true energy, but no matter how he felt, the body couldn't produce the slightest pain. air feeling.

Anxiety and shock instantly enveloped Happy's heart. Longevity True Qi can be said to be the foundation of his life and rule the world, but now it has disappeared without a trace, and his mind, which has never changed before the collapse of the mountain, can't help but lose it. sense of proportion.

After thinking hard, Gao Xing had to turn to Yuan Tiangang, Daoist Yuqing and Sun Simiao for help. However, the three checked him more than ten times, but they were helpless. Sealed by a strange force, it not only prevents the outflow of true energy, but also prevents the entry of external forces.

The three of Yuan Tiangang discussed for a long time, and Yuan Tiangang made a hypothesis, that is, if a person is seriously injured, or violently stimulated, falling into a coma or fainting is a kind of instinctive self-protection, the true energy of happiness may be the same, maybe happy When the meridians of the body are restored to normal, his power will also be restored to normal.

It's just that neither Yuan Tiangang nor Sun Simiao dared to say when Gao Xing will fully recover.

Gently clenched his fists, he couldn't feel the majestic power of the past, and the bitterness on the corners of his mouth was even worse when he was happy. He was used to the strength of walking like flying and pulling nine bulls backwards, and now he felt the weakness and insignificance of today. The strong contrast made him feel weak. He was almost in a dream.

However, this is a fact, and the joy now is to fight Zhang Mingkang head-on, and the chances of winning are probably slim, let alone fighting against a master of Liu Zhong's level.

"Ugh,,"

Seeing the last ray of light being dispelled by the darkness, Gao Xing sighed in a low voice, stood up slowly, smiled at himself, turned around and walked towards the bedroom silently.

"My lord,"

Hearing this call, Xing Xing retracted the hands that pushed the door, turned around slowly, looked at the guard who was running towards Xiao Bao, and couldn't help frowning slightly, Xing Xing's serious injury was not healed, and these days, he was in a bad mood. Few people in the palace came to disturb him, but they didn't know why the guard came at this time.

Since Yang Lihua was assassinated, Gao Changgong cleaned up the servants in the mansion, especially in this inner house, there was no stranger, all the veterans who had followed Gao Changgong and his son for several years, they were loyal to Gao Changgong and his son, I obey my orders, so I don't think the work of serving princes and lords is contemptible.

"What's the matter?" the happy voice was a little indifferent, with a little impatience in his tone.

The bodyguard trembled, and hurriedly saluted respectfully: "My lord, there are people outside the mansion asking to see you."

With a happy expression on his face, the minister said displeasedly: "I don't see any guests, don't you know that the Prince Regent handles official business, so what do you want me for?"

The bodyguard trembled again, and said sincerely and fearfully: "My lord, I don't know if it's just a little one, but this guest insists on seeing you, and she said that you will definitely meet her,"

"Oh," Gao Xing frowned slightly, and said strangely: "Who wants to see me, who has such a big face." Inexplicably, Gao Xing has some interest in the visitor. These days are really depressed, and he wants to do it too some changes.

"Returning to the young prince, the person who came was a woman who claimed to be surnamed Wu. At this time, she handed over the token to you from the young one," the guard said while presenting the token with both hands. He was happy to find that the guard was holding a brocade. Pa.

Gao Xing took the brocade handkerchief and unfolded it, and couldn't help but let out a small sigh, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, "You go down to entertain guests, I'll be there soon,"

"Yes," the guards heaved a sigh of relief when they saw Gao Xing's face warm up slightly. They saluted respectfully and then hurried away. They also faintly knew that Gao Xing had been seriously injured and was in a bad mood, so they acted more cautiously.

"Wu Zhao, what is she doing here? Is it to intercede for the Moon Worship Sect, or is there some kind of conspiracy," Gao Xing raised his eyebrows, looking at the familiar word "Zhao" on the brocade handkerchief, and whispered to himself. A generation of empresses in history, a woman whose wit is close to that of a demon, has always been deeply jealous and guarded in Gao Xing's heart.

Shaking his head, putting aside the thoughts in his heart, he happily arranged some messy clothes, and strode forward to the front yard. In the past, it was only a journey of counting breaths of effort, but now it took a lot of effort, and because his body has not recovered After exercising, her happy breathing couldn't help being a little heavy, and her face became a little more rosy.

When Gao Xing came to the front yard, Wu Zhao, dressed in black hardcover, was standing quietly in the courtyard, his hair was flying in the breeze, and his slender figure was charming and charming. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Wu Zhao turned around, with a picture like The exquisite face painted is presented in front of Gao Xing.

"Zhao'er, you're here. Have you eaten dinner? If not, I'll let someone prepare it," Gao Xing stood five meters away from Wu Zhao and said with a gentle smile.