Chapter 76 I Love You

He originally thought that Doctor Zhang had seen something, but because of the seriousness of the matter, he didn't dare to speak nonsense, so he deliberately kept it a secret.

What he didn't expect was that Feng Jin actually knew.

Now that the matter has come to an end, Grand Physician Zhang broke the can, "Your Majesty knew about it a long time ago, even earlier than this old man. Your Majesty knows everything..."

"Tell me, what's wrong with His Majesty's body?"

"Your Majesty, she cannot—"

Before the word 'birth' was uttered, Imperial Physician Zhang suddenly came to his senses, and immediately shut his mouth tightly and refused to say a word.

"Can't what? Say it!"

Doctor Zhang remained silent, nameless and rudely pushed him to the wall where the torture equipment was hung, his eyes were cold and hard, as if he was about to kill someone, in the whole world, only her matter could make him collapse and lose control.

"Have you seen these instruments of torture? If you don't tell me, I will use them all for you! Think about how many you can bear!"

Doctor Zhang's old face was full of despair, "Master, you know what kind of person His Majesty is. If the old man dares to reveal it today, none of the more than 100 members of the Zhang family will survive! Sir, you know that the old man can't say anything. I will never say it, so why bother the old man? If the leader wants to know, why don't you ask His Majesty?"

"I……"

I can't ask!I dare not ask!I was afraid that asking would make her sad.

Wuming let go of Imperial Physician Zhang in a daze, and as soon as Imperial Physician Zhang was free, he immediately staggered towards the door.

A hidden guard blocked the door, blocking Imperial Physician Zhang's way, Imperial Physician Zhang looked back at Wuming, and whispered his old lips, "Master Chief——"

"Let him go."

Hearing the words, the dark guard retreated to the side. Physician Zhang breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to leave, he looked back at Wuming for some reason, "May I ask, what is the name of the hero who has carried all the instruments of torture? Out of curiosity, nothing else."

"He has no name."

no name?

Doctor Zhang looked puzzled, looking at Wuming standing there alone in the room. It was broad daylight, but the room gave off a gloomy and dark feeling, and Wuming's tall figure seemed to be in harmony with the gloomy and gloomy atmosphere. Melt into one.

Doctor Zhang frowned, turned and left.

Wuming in the room silently looked at the various instruments of torture on the wall, and murmured, "He didn't have a name until someone told him later that he could have his own name. He didn't know what to call himself, so he named himself Wuming. "

The door was slowly closed, and the room was completely plunged into darkness, smelling the rotten bloody smell, Wuming felt relieved.

He spent a long time in this dark, filthy and gloomy room. During the period of his torture, he was here almost all the time, day and night, even for wound treatment.

All the hidden guards must personally try out the instruments of torture here. There are two reasons. First, only after experiencing it first-hand can they use the instruments of torture on prisoners in a better and more targeted manner to make them speak.Second, only by being able to withstand great pain can one not be pried open and not say what should not be said when being caught by an opponent.

Five types of instruments of torture are the standard, and those who cannot bear the five types will be cleaned up.

The so-called clean-up means killing. The Dark Guard is a lifelong organization. No one can leave alive, and no one can marry and have children. The purpose is to prevent them from revealing the secrets of the Dark Guard.

He became the leader of the dark guard at the age of 17, and it has been five years now. He is the youngest among dozens of leaders of the dark guard. In addition to martial arts, more importantly, since the establishment of the dark guard for hundreds of years, he is The only one who has carried all the instruments of torture without speaking.

This interrogation room, which made people's faces change, and where nightmares continued, gave him a strange sense of peace of mind.

Wuming stayed here from daytime to evening.

At dusk, the voice of the hidden guard sounded outside the door, "Boss, Your Majesty has been looking for you and has asked you where you have been three times. Do you want this subordinate to help you find an excuse?"

The room was silent all the time, just when the dark guard thought Wuming had acquiesced, and was about to leave, the door opened from the inside, and Wuming's figure appeared at the door.

I don't know if it was the illusion of the hidden guard, but he felt a heavy and strong sadness pervading the leader, as if it was going to overwhelm him.

He watched as the leader went to the bathhouse, took a bath, changed into clean clothes, and then went to His Majesty's bedroom.

The dark guard frowned, the leader is acting weird today, he is very intrusive, could it be that he had a conflict with His Majesty?

The boss's private affairs are not something that his subordinates can guess at random, not to mention that the leader looks at His Majesty like eyeballs, whoever dares to take a second look must prevent the leader from getting angry.

In the past, there was a hidden guard who flattered His Majesty beyond his limits in an attempt to gain His Majesty's favor, but was killed by the leader with a sword. At that time, His Majesty did not favor the leader so much, let alone now.

From then on, these hidden guards didn't dare to think about other things other than bowing their heads and doing things.

Wuming walked forward neither fast nor slow, the sky had completely darkened, and it started to snow again, and the snowflakes floated on Wuming's body, he suddenly felt very cold.

A kind of cold overflowed from the bottom of his heart, sweeping his whole body.

Standing at the door of the house, the soft voice of the green clothes and the smell of food came from inside the door, Wuming suddenly didn't know whether he should go in or not.

He doesn't know how to face the woman he loves so much, is he pretending not to know?Or ask clearly?

Since she didn't say it, she has her own reasons.

In this world, Wuming would rather embarrass himself than embarrass her, but he was heartbroken and very sad.

He knew there must be something seriously wrong with her body, but he didn't know what it was, and it bothered him and tormented him, almost tearing his heart apart.

"Your Majesty, why don't you eat first, maybe the unnamed leader is on a mission?"

"He won't leave the palace to carry out the mission without a second word. Probably there are other small things that got him in the way. Let's wait."

He heard the voice of her talking with Lv Yi, among thousands of people, he could always see her at a glance, and among thousands of voices, he could always distinguish her voice at once.

"My lord, won't you go in? Your Majesty has been waiting for you for a long time."

Aunt Zhong's voice came from beside her. She was holding a cup of soup with a strong smell of medicinal herbs. It was her tonic soup.

She drank a lot of tonic soup every day, until she was about to vomit. It turned out that something had already happened, but he was too stupid to see anything.

At this moment, Feng Jin had already come out from the inside, seeing Wuming, with a look of joy on his face, "Where did you go? I didn't say a word, I haven't seen you all day, I, I..."

She walked up to him, wrapped her arms around his waist, buried her face in his generous and warm chest, and said softly, "I miss you very much."

Seeing her clinging to him as usual, talking to him, acting like a baby with him, without showing anything, Wuming felt a pain in his heart, slowly raised his big hand, slowly landed on her back, and stroked it gently.

"Go and check the two eunuchs I met before. Because of the urgency of the incident, I didn't tell you."

Feng Jin raised her head in his arms, "Is there something wrong with that little eunuch?"

Seeing her slightly made-up face, red lips, reddish cheeks, looking good, Wuming's heart ached even more.

She has always disliked these powders and rouges. If her face was not too pale and she wanted to cover it up with powders, she probably would not have put on makeup.

She tried every means to hide it from him, what could he do?Debunk it?
All he could do was cooperate, pretend to be stupid, accompany her to the play, and pretend he didn't know anything.

It's just that this heart hurts too much, it hurts like it's going to burst, like it's going to explode, but he still has to pretend nothing happened on his face. He's not good at acting, but at this moment he has to act, and he has to act There are no traces, so people can't see it.

Wuming lowered his head and kissed her lips, her lips were as cold as ice, Wuming lingered on her lips for a long time before warming her lips.

Feng Jin felt that Wuming was a little weird, and seemed to be in a low mood, but she never thought that Dr. Zhang had been exposed. She thought Wuming was just doing things that were not going well, so she catered to his kisses, wanting him to be happy.

The kiss finally came to an end. Wuming held her slender waist and walked into the house with her, saying as he walked, "I felt something was wrong at the time, so I sent someone to investigate them, and found out that they lived in that plum garden In a utility room nearby, there is no one living there. There must be something wrong with them secretly living there. ran through the tunnel."

Feng Jin didn't care that Wuming suddenly changed his name from 'subordinate', and asked, "Has anyone caught it now?"

Wuming didn't answer. Although Feng Jin had some strange reactions from Wuming, he didn't ask any more questions, and the two walked in side by side.

As he was walking, Wuming stopped suddenly, and looked at Feng Jin with burning eyes. Feng Jin's face was burning hot from his gaze, "What's wrong? Looking at me like this, is there something on my face?"

Feng Jin's joke didn't make Wuming laugh, the light in his eyes was as deep and vast as the night sky, it seemed to be able to suck Feng Jin in, "There is a saying that I seem to have never said to you."

"What? I've never seen you so serious..."

Wuming stared at her intently, his eyes were gentle and deep, affectionate and focused, he spoke slowly, gently and firmly, "I love you."

(End of this chapter)

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