Cang Ri Qing Lan

There are very few dungeons in the Jing Kingdom, and they prefer to tie people to posts or lock people in cages rather than dark and damp small rooms.

In the Khan Palace, the heavily guarded remote courtyard has been locked for several days. Except for the guards who check the situation inside through the small window on the courtyard door from time to time, no one cares about it.

The woman locked in the middle of the courtyard was still cursing like crazy at first, but she hadn't eaten for a few days and nights, and her cursing stopped long ago.

She finally understood that her cursing would not have any effect. In the eyes of others, she was no different from a dead person. As her physical strength gradually disappeared, the woman began to feel a little bit of fear and unwillingness.

Because if this goes on like this, what will disappear is not physical strength, but her life... She doesn't want to die like this!

She has the capital to turn everyone upside down, why can she only be a tool for businessmen, why can't she be a master of others!Climbing step by step from the first plaything to the present, how much she has paid to deal with those disgusting and arrogant men...!so

All in vain... She is not reconciled!Even if there is no prince, she still has the blood of the prince, as long as she can escape with her life, she will definitely be able to make a comeback!

As if she wanted to use hope to cover up the trembling in her heart, she thought over and over again, and suddenly found that she was not alone in the yard!

There was a big cage on the other side of the courtyard, and there was still a person in it. The person was not moving at all, and it seemed that he had been dead for a long time, so it took her so long to notice.

Could it be that he will end up in the same end?

"Who's over there?! Get up! Talk to me!!"

The beginning of this year almost broke her, the woman screamed, and when the iron chain was being pulled, there was a sudden sound of people outside the courtyard, and the courtyard door opened with a 'crack'.

The sudden change made the woman silent for an instant, and after a long while, she fell down and sat down tremblingly.

"...Someone is coming... This is really not the execution ground...not..."

A slender figure walked in slowly, glanced at the woman sitting on the ground, shook his head lightly, and said softly,

"Still so energetic..."

The gentleness in the tone made people ignore the hoarseness in his voice, and it was like a spring breeze in the ears, but the woman suddenly hugged her knees and shrank into a ball. If she was not chained, she would have retreated to the corner early, as if seeing Hades urging to death,

"Ye Qingling...! You... What are you doing here?"

The man who came in stood up gracefully, handsome as gentle as jade, who is he if he is not the current king of Beijing?

She has investigated Ye Qingling carefully, and although she has not obtained any evidence, she intuitively feels that this person is definitely not as simple as the puppet of Emperor Daxun, not to mention the way he looks at Emperor Daxun...

Thinking of what she had done to the emperor, she couldn't help but not be afraid!

Before she could settle down, the guard who followed Qing Ling had stepped forward and shouted loudly,

"Bad maid! Are you tired of living?! How dare you be rude to the king!"

The guard glared at the woman, saw her face clearly, and immediately felt disgusted as if he had stepped on a toad.

The woman has extremely beautiful eyes, even at this moment it is not difficult to see the moving style of the past, the little tears are like autumn water, making people love and pity at a glance.

But under the pitiful eyes, there is only a hole of flesh and blood on the part of the nose that should be upright and exquisite!

Her pale face was terribly covered with bloodstains, which apparently had stopped not long ago, and red, yellow, and yellow pus were still oozing from the scabs. Coupled with such a terrifying appearance, her eyes could no longer be attractive. Even that kind of pitifulness has become almost abject cringe.

After being drank by the guard, the head of the Xingzhong Gate seemed to be in a daze, and struggled to say,

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!...I am the head of the Xing Tomb Sect, and the Xing Tombs are all over the Jing Kingdom, so I can do many things for you!"

After a pause, she tried to squeeze out a smile, completely forgetting that the lost support was not only the crown prince of Jing, but also her natural capital. She looked at Qingling like grabbing a straw,

"My lord, don't you... have someone you want... I can get it for you too!"

"is it?"

Qingling turned his glass-like eyes, quietly looked at the master of Xingzhong, smiling warmly, showing no sign of disgust,

"If you can really do it, do you still have to ask for help?"

"I don't have the slightest falsehood, Xingzuo has such medicines, just give me time..."

The head of the Xingzhong sect kept talking more and more quietly, she had no idea whether she was right or not in this last fight.Because although Ye Qingling's expression was still gentle, she always felt that there was a chill running up her spine.

In fact, Qingling is not completely unchanged, his smile is more gentle, his tone is softer,

"It sounds like it's true. If you really do it, Gu can save your life, and even reunite your mother and child..."

Hearing this, the eyes of the Xingzhong Sect Master lit up, and the ecstasy overwhelmed the vigilance in his heart for an instant. He was about to kowtow to the ground when he heard Qingling's warm voice,

"But Gu didn't come to look for you today, so just stay quietly."

After he finished speaking, he ignored the dazed Xingzhong sect master, walked slowly towards the cage, stopped at a distance of nearly ten feet, raised his hand slightly,

"Open."

The guard hurriedly promised, unlocked the iron lock on the cage, opened the door and shouted loudly inside,

"Your Majesty is coming, why don't you get up and kneel down to greet him?"

After waiting for a while, there was no movement in the cage. Unexpectedly, the man who was about to die would still put on airs. The guard was furious, and just about to sneak in, he kicked the man out, only to see Qing Ling waved his hand, motioning him to back down, Then whispered,

"Can you hear Gu talking? Do you want to go back to the country?"

The person sleeping in the cage still didn't respond like a corpse, but Qingling didn't care, and said,

"It stands to reason that you should have been dismembered by random swords, but the poison in your body cannot be cured, and your Majesty's injuries are no longer serious, so it's okay to send you home..."

Having said that, the man finally moved, and slowly turned over. Desperation made his young and beautiful face appear dead gray. He stared straight at Qingling, and moved his lips to say something, but there was only a faint strange feeling. sound came out.

Qingling lowered his eyelids halfway, and stared back at the other party intently, as if he was concentrating on discerning what this person said. After a long time, he said calmly,

"The general has no time to bother with you, and it's not His Majesty's intention to let you go back. It's just for the sake of the general, so that your parents can meet your beloved son..."

After a pause, Qingling smiled, doubling in gentleness, and the meaning in those words also made this gentleness seem doubly cruel,

"I'm afraid that your father thought that you died in the war, Second Young Master Shen, and seeing you will only increase your sorrow."

This is undoubtedly to remind the people in the cage how redundant the other party is.

As if struck by lightning, the man clung to the cage convulsively, screaming and wanting to rush out but unable to do so.

The second son of Shen, also known as Shen Haojin, looked like a lingering soul at the moment, miserable and weak.

Of course he didn't think that Qingling was really kind, how could it be kind to let his parents go through the suffering of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person? !

But this kind of resentment quickly burned out. Shen Haojin knew that his life was not long. This poison was the price of getting Zetalma's help. He was a little afraid at first, but that day, after he almost fell off the suspension bridge with his enemy at the same time, He has long since stopped caring.

Because his most beloved elder brother chose the silver-haired evil spirit without hesitation, and his eyes that stopped for a moment were also full of anger, as if he was looking at a stranger... No, he was looking at the enemy!

"Let Second Young Master Shen move to the Hall of Yonghe, prepare meals to take care of his body, and leave in three days."

Qingling smiled and ordered the guards, looked coldly at Shen Haojin who had calmed down, turned and left.

His purpose of coming here has been achieved, this person will die on his own within three days, disappearing from the world without a trace.

In fact, Shen Haojin's poison is not incurable, and Shen Haozhe's ability to be ruthless is mostly due to the uncertainty of Cang Lan's life and death—now that Cang Lan is starting to improve, maybe Shen Haojin has a glimmer of life because of this—just like how he got it from Helian Yuya back then. rescued.

Qingling didn't want to give Shen Haojin another chance. Although it was very pitiful, he was really worried about letting the person who endangered Canglan continue to live.

Maybe it was because she slept too much in the past few days, and when Xing Ye fell into a deep sleep, Cang Lan was still awake.

Noticing that Xing Ye was unconsciously moving closer to her in her sleep, Cang Lan smiled silently and pulled him into her arms.

It was obvious that too much fatigue had accumulated during this time, Xing Ye sensed his breath, not only did not wake up, but also reached out to grab his back, and brought his head buried in his arms closer.

At this moment, this man who was like a sharp sword was completely relaxed, trusting himself wholeheartedly.After taking a bath, the ink hair brushed against her chin, soft and slightly moist, and the body in her arms was flexible and warm. Cang Lan raised her hand, gently stroking Xing Ye's hair, and unconsciously, she also fell asleep.

Once he fell asleep, the sun went up and down again until he was awakened by the pain in his shoulder,

"... Helian... lighten up...!"

Will suddenly bite her, Cang Lan knows who it is without looking.

"...Aren't you energetic?! Get up!"

It was a little lighter, but Helian Yuya's anger was still there, and he simply gritted his teeth on Cang Lan's shoulder.

"...You are so heavy..."

Dazedly pushing away the red-haired man, Cang Lan was dazed for a moment, then remembered something, reached out her hand, but couldn't touch the person around her, barely squinted her eyes and looked around, but still didn't see Xing Ye, so she had to frown and look at Helian Yuya,

"...What did you do to Xingye?"

"What did I do to him?! He guards himself and steals himself. He has no face to see you. What are you doing to me?!"

It was fine if he didn't ask, but when he asked, He Lianyu's teeth almost exploded in anger, and he was pushed up,

"How many times have you had sex?! How dare you say that I have no restraint!"