The Book of Troubled Times Chapter 524

  Chapter 524 Candle in the wind

  The capital.

  As soon as the horse came galloping, the lazy city gate guards suddenly tensed up.

  Who dares to gallop to the city gate on the boundary of the capital? Could it be some prince's son, so domineering.

   "Stop, stop!" Seeing that he was about to break into the door, the guard bit the bullet and stopped him.

   "Wow!" The steed neighed, and unexpectedly stopped in gallop, showing the knight's superb riding skills and control.

  The guards looked up, and there was no need to ask Lu Yin the usual way, and they were treated like princes and princes.

  Because as long as this guy doesn't change his face, everyone in the world will know the king, and no one will dare to ask him for the city entry tax.

   "King Shura..."

  Xue Canghai is not boasting, in the eyes of ordinary people, being number one on the list is tantamount to the respect of the king, even in the eyes of the government.

  This kind of mentality is very interesting, because everyone doesn't have such respect for the general ranking list. The next level will be the first place in the ranking list.

   Just like people will remember who won the game and who won the gold medal. Who is the runner-up and third runner-up, few people remember.

  The last time I entered Beijing, I was shouted out by a fool, which became known to the whole city and caused a lot of trouble. This time, it seemed that it didn't matter anymore, so what if they called for Zhao Changhe to come with drums and gongs? Zhao Changhe didn't care to think about these things, led his horse into the city, and went straight to the Tang Mansion.

   "My lord, my lord!" In the other garden of the Four Elephant Sect, the congregation hastily reported to Suzaku: "King Shura has entered the city."

   Suzaku drank tea slowly with a gesture: "Where is he going? Come here or go to Huangfu Mansion to find Shaozong?"

   "...went to the Tang Mansion."

  The air seemed to be quiet for a moment, inexplicably a little dignified. Xia Chichi glanced at Venerable Suzaku and was silent for a moment, then sighed, "Chichi, this man doesn't take you seriously, stop it."

  Xia Chichi was expressionless.

Zhao Changhe doesn't know I'm here, why come here... As for Huangfu's mansion, that concubine who is showing off is usually in the palace, who can go to Huangfu's mansion after eating too much... She thought for a moment, and carefully said: "My lord , he might enter the palace and steal the concubine."

   Suzaku blinked and got up to leave.

  Xia Chichi was dumbfounded: "Where are you going, my lord?"

   "Oh." Suzaku said: "I have something to tell Huangfu about something, let her connect with Zhao Changhe."

  Xia Chichi hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, "My lord, I want to go in too."

   Suzaku frowned slightly. It's not that she doesn't let in, but that Xia Chichi's status is suitable for entering. Before that, Xia Chichi didn't even dare to enter the capital. This time, he reluctantly came to the capital and never mentioned the matter of entering the palace. , In the end, he even risked all this in order to meet his lover.

   But after thinking about it, there is actually nothing inappropriate. If Chi Chi was really Xia Longyuan's daughter, could Xia Longyuan still kill her? Maybe when the two meet, there will be another spark, Suzaku suddenly wants to see.

"The palace is heavily guarded, so you don't sneak in casually... I can come and go as I please, if you..." Suzaku thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "You must go in and pretend to be Huangfu's personal maid, but I just want to wrong you. Second, you have to listen to Huangfu, at least show respect on the surface."

  Xia Chichi gritted his teeth: "It's just a temporary expediency, what's wrong with her for two days?"

   Suzaku couldn't hide her smile, and left leisurely: "Then you wait, I'll go to Huangfu first, let her find an excuse to leave the palace and go to the other garden, and just take you in and it's over."

  In front of the Tang family.

   "King Shura, please come in." The guard nodded and bowed: "The first seat is waiting for Your Highness in the living room."

  It seems that through the false king of "King Shura", their "His Royal Highness" also took advantage of the situation to speak, without violating harmony.

  Zhao Changhe stepped in, and from afar, he saw Baoqin standing outside the corridor, waving a handkerchief: "Here, here."

   Zhao Changhe's solemn mood was shattered by this handkerchief. This is not Wanhualou... Zhenmasi is not a kiln.

  As a result, as soon as he walked to Baoqin, Baoqin immediately yelled: "You are here, the lady coughed up blood again recently, please help me..."

  Zhao Changhe's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly entered the living room.

  Tang Wanzhuang was sitting at the table, making tea. The fragrance of tea is wafting, the steam is steaming, and it looks as beautiful as a fairyland at first glance, but her face is as pale as paper again and the occasional light cough destroys all the artistic conception.

  It was the end of summer, and the weather was extremely hot, but Tang Wan still wore thick makeup. Although it was not like the sable fur when we first met, it was also thick enough to be worn in spring and autumn.

   "What kind of elegant style are you still playing here?" Zhao Changhe stepped inside, grasping her pulse: "Don't move, let me see."

  Tang Wanzhuang curled her lips and winked at Baoqin.

  That means you go, don't look here, I still have to maintain a minimum demeanor.

  Baoqin rolled his eyes, then exited the door, and closed the door smoothly. Who likes to look at you, the eyes of a needle!

   However, there is nothing that makes people grow needles. Zhao Changhe took his pulse and frowned tightly, his expression very serious.

  Tang Wanzhuang peeked at his expression, and said in a low voice, "Don't curse."

  Zhao Changhe laughed angrily: "You also know that you will be scolded."

  Tang Wanzhuang muttered: "I didn't force anything to cause it, so you can't blame me."

   It's true that she didn't do anything forcibly, it's just that the weather has changed like this, it's extremely frustrating, and the root of her illness is the soul. But how not to worry? As long as she is still the head of the imperial court, she will still be Tang Wanzhuang.

   Unless she is really disarmed and returned to the field, is it possible?

  Zhao Changhe sighed, finally unable to blame, just said: "Do you know how serious your situation is now?"

   "I taught you your medical skills."

  Tang Wanzhuang knew very well that the damage caused by the recurrence of this old disease would be more serious than the original version, but she couldn't show her timidity. Once you say that I can't do it, you come to help me. For the treatment mode of the two, it is no different from seeking pleasure.

Zhao Changhe shook his head, walked to one side of the table, took a pen and paper, made a list, and handed it to Baoqin when he went out: "Bring these medicinal materials immediately, and bring a complete set of coal stove for boiling medicine by the way. "

  Baoqin was very surprised, thinking that you were going to gnaw in it, it seems that this situation is really serious. She didn't want to think about it anymore, took the prescription and left quickly.

  Zhao Changhe sat back beside Tang Wanzhuang, reached out to hold her palm, and the Jue of Rejuvenation worked silently.

This is the advanced rejuvenation formula that has been combined with the healing power of the immortal blood demon body. Tang Wanzhuang suddenly felt the revival of the spring and the earth in his body, and it was so many times stronger than before. .

  She stared blankly at Zhao Changhe's face. This time, he was much quieter and more reliable when meeting him.

  After entering the rivers and lakes, he was a high-spirited and escaped boy who ran the train with his mouth full of words two years ago, but now he is like the pillar of the family, supporting everything silently.

   "I can't blame you." But Zhao Changhe suddenly said at this moment: "Your illness has been repeated, and part of it is my fault. After all, I killed the prefect and went with the rebels. Just don't blame me."

  Tang Wanzhuang was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "I don't blame you."

  Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment, he forgot what he wanted to say, and continued after a long time: "...I want to see Xia Longyuan, can you arrange for me to enter the palace?"

  Tang Wanzhuang was stunned: "What did you see him for?"

  Zhao Changhe said: "Why, you don't want me to be the prince anymore? I don't see him how to be the prince, rebellion?"

  Tang Wanzhuang was startled: "I'll report to him right away and let him declare..."

   "Don't announce it." Zhao Changhe sighed: "The court officials who follow the rules are indeed respectable, but they are stupid. This is really contradictory."

  Tang Wanzhuang: "...I'm not that pedantic either!"

  The small appearance of this defense finally broke away the dignified atmosphere, Zhao Changhe couldn't help showing a smile: "Aren't you pedantic?"

  Tang Wanzhuang said angrily: "If I'm really that stubborn and pedantic, who will kiss you before marriage!"

   Explosive kill.

  Zhao Changhe blinked his eyes: "Then let me sneak in."

  Tang Wanzhuang said helplessly: "I can sneak you into the palace gate, how can I take you into the inner palace? I can't even enter the inner palace by myself, do you want me to enter the inner palace casually?"

  Zhao Changhe was shocked: "That can't be done!"

  Tang Wanzhuang squinted at him.

   The two looked at each other, knowing in their hearts who to turn to for this matter.

  Tang Wanzhuang said angrily: "Obviously you can go straight to the right path and let him let you in! Huh..."

   At the end, he suddenly trembled and couldn't help moaning.

  The two of them kept holding hands. During the conversation, Zhao Changhe was using the Jue of Rejuvenation to nurse her. At this time, some wounds happened to be repaired. Tang Wanzhuang couldn't hold back the numbness of the healing for a while.

   "Your Highness, the medicine is here...la...la..." Baoqin entered the door excitedly, and then slowly backed away with eyes straightened.

  What was that sound just now...

  Zhao Changhe grabbed back angrily, and Baoqin suddenly felt an invisible force grab the medicine in his hand, as if an invisible big hand flew towards Zhao Changhe with the medicine bag.

   With a bang, the door was closed again by invisible big hands.

   Baoqin squatted on the ground tearfully holding her head hit by the door.

  In the house, Zhao Changhe raised a fire and added medicine to it. Tang Wanzhuang poked her head curiously, watching Zhao Changhe take out a small bottle of blood and a small piece of flesh from the ring.

"What's this?"

"The flesh and blood of Xueao are still left." Zhao Changhe boiled the flesh and medicinal materials together, and looked at the fire in a daze: "Now you are not only a problem with the disease itself, but the overdrawn and weakened vitality. After the injury is cured, you won't live long. I have to find a way to replenish your vitality. It's a blessing. This blood is symptomatic. But you have to promise me that you will never be injured again until you are completely cured, otherwise the gods will not be able to save you ..."

  Tang Wanzhuang opened her mouth, unable to agree to this matter.

  The world is in such chaos, how could she do nothing? As long as you do something, no one can guarantee that you will not get hurt.

  Even Zhao Changhe himself knew that this request was almost impossible. He stared at the fire in silence for a long time, then turned around angrily, hugged her into his arms, and gnawed her viciously.

  Tang Wanzhuang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she closed her eyes.

  This big summer is already in the wind, and so is her Tang Wanzhuang. Zhao Changhe's so-called Xueao refining medicine is mostly tinkering, just like what she said about Da Xia before.

   In the last days of life, there is really nothing to be reserved about.

  (end of this chapter)

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