I soared after being forced to marry

"Brother Zhou, I still don't understand one thing, I need to ask you, who is the master who taught you how to refine corpses?"

"I don't know his name, he said I can call him nameless."

"Do you remember his appearance?" Ji Ming asked.

Zhou Chengxu nodded and was about to continue, when Tang Yi suddenly heard rustling in the grass, and several sharp swords were shot at the three of them.

There is a wave of unrest and another wave, and there is a faint tendency to encircle.

"No, there's an ambush!" Tang Yi didn't have time to think about it, so he drew his sword and stood up to resist.

A sharp arrow pierces the sky like a cold star.

Ji Ming swung his knife and knocked down two long arrows, "Master Xiaodao, be careful!"

A rain of arrows lasted for about a stick of incense.

If you don't pay attention, you will be scratched by sharp arrows. Tang Yi's robe has been torn in several large and small holes. He will not rest until the rain of arrows stops.

It's just that Zhou Chengxu was stabbed like a hedgehog by several arrows.

The young man picked up the long arrows on the ground and took a look. There were nearly a hundred arrows with eagle feathers and arrows. The arrows were long, thin and extremely sharp, which proved that the assailant was not alone.

There must be at least a dozen archers who are proficient in bows and crossbows.

"Junior Brother Zixiao!" Yuan Qingyue rushed over when he heard the sound, but he was startled by the messy scene before him, he shook his head and couldn't help but click twice.

A long arrow on the ground, the shaft of the arrow was cut in half, and there was a hedgehog who seemed to have just borrowed an arrow from a grass boat, obviously experienced a melee.

Ji Ming looked up at him and asked, "Where did you go just now?"

☆, already clear

One sentence made the atmosphere between the two heavy.

Yuan Qingyue was just slightly taken aback, "Where else can I go, of course I send the child back to the village!" After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and showed the oiled paper bag in his hand to the man, and said triumphantly, "She sent the child to the village!" A whole roast chicken!"

Tang Yi asked: "What about the thief?"

"A stronger man was caught outside the forest. The other tall and thin man was caught right away as soon as he walked out of the forest, but he had a wound on his shoulder. Once the two of them were locked together, they would definitely discuss escape and call the villagers Switch off."

"That's good," Tang Yi just felt relieved, and said, "That tall, thin man was bitten by a ghoul." If he is obedient and applies medicine, he can still survive.

Yuan Qingyue was startled, "You saved him?"

He didn't deny it.

Yuan Qingyue asked again: "Is she really related to the missing villagers?"

This "she" undoubtedly refers to Zhang Qiuyan.

Hearing this, Tang Yi couldn't help but fell into deep thought, but Jiming calmly said in this oppressive atmosphere, "Unless the villagers are arrested for corpses."

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the two couldn't help but stand up.

Refining corpses really needs fresh corpses, but Cai Cai and Ji Ming were exhausted to deal with Zhang Qiuyan just now, if a group of young people dare not think about it.

Could it be that the entire Lianzhou City is in chaos!

Tang Yi raised his head and glanced at Zhang Qiuyan, who glared angrily. He believed that as long as the spirit locks were completely released, she would definitely rush towards them.

Yuan Qing took a closer look, and hurriedly covered his mouth and nose.

Because of the long teeth, she couldn't close her mouth, and because Zhang Qiuyan always ate meat, there was a fishy smell.And the whites of the eyes are blue, even the eyeballs are not the color of normal people's eyes, but a pair of nails are sharp and sharp.

Now she can't speak anymore, she can only make strange noises when she opens her mouth.

After seeing his senior brother peeling off the talisman paper he had pasted, Tang Yi reminded his senior brother to be careful even though he knew there was a spirit binding lock.Seeing that Yuan Qingyue took out a talisman with red letters on a black background in front of his chest, and then "slapped" it on Zhang Qiuyan's forehead.

Zhang Qiuyan immediately closed her eyes as if she had been locked in place, unable to move.

"Ghost repairing talismans." Ji Ming could see clearly.

"That's right," Yuan Qingyue continued after posting, "Uncle Shi gave it to me."

The uncle actually knew that the ghoul had appeared, Tang Yi only knew that the uncle lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and had no intention of mortal world, so this time the news was quite well-informed.

He took out the rest of the talismans while talking, "After you left that day, my uncle went back to Qingfeng to watch Yan Hao's injuries, and I will explain everything in detail."

"Master uncle gave me a total of three talismans, telling me that I can use them to temporarily seal the ghouls so that I can escape, and the ghouls will wake up when the time comes."

The two nodded knowingly.

Even if it is a ghost cultivator, it is not enough to use a talisman to seal it. There is no guarantee that no malicious person will uncover the talisman, and the ghoul will endanger the people when it wakes up.

To make sure it doesn't happen again, the best way is to clear it.

But they were invulnerable to swords and guns after being turned into corpses, so they had to be struck to death by lightning, or burned to ashes with the immortal fire, but unfortunately the fire is the most precious treasure in the fairy world.

In the end, Tang Yi summoned lightning and smashed Zhang Qiuyan to pieces.

-

The three finally returned to Granny Jin's house.

Granny Jin said with a beaming smile that she had cleaned up another room.

After Yuan Qingyue had dinner in the room, he opened the door just as he was about to say that he wanted to squeeze in with his junior brother tonight and have a good chat, when he saw his junior brother and Ji Ming clearing away the dishes with a tacit understanding, and finally left into a room.

Yuan Qingyue's nose turned ashamed.

After entering the room, Ji Ming sat on the edge of the bed and asked, "Xiao Daoist, why does your senior brother wear a veil all the time?" Even eating was mysterious.

"Of course it's because he's good-looking."

Since Ming heard this and shook his hand slightly, he thought the young man was joking.

Tang Yi couldn't help thinking about it, and said: "When the master brought him back, he told the disciples that the senior brother was so good-looking, and when he was on the street, several people fought for him, so he let the senior brother wear a veil. "

Ji Ming glanced at him, then suddenly asked: "Then do you think I'm pretty?"

The subject of the man really changed too quickly, even though Tang Yi's head was foggy, but he didn't have time to think carefully, so he nodded very honestly.

Ming smiled contentedly.

But he seemed a little absent-minded. After a long time, the young man lowered his head and seriously asked the man's opinion, "Should I learn the way of ghosts?"

He still learned from his senior brother that only the black and red talismans used by ghost cultivators would be effective against ghouls, no wonder the talisman papers he pasted would be ineffective.

He once devoted himself to the study of Taoism. Even though he and his uncle get along very well on weekdays, the Taoism is different, so naturally there is no way to practice together.

Today, however, I discovered that Dao follows all phenomena, and it is better to know more about it.

Maybe the uncle can give him some advice.

"Don't stick to the views of sects, praise yourself and criticize others, and integrate all the methods just like practicing martial arts. Follow your heart, you are you, and nature is yourself."

Hearing this, Tang Yi suddenly felt enlightened. All along, he was too entangled in the theory of yin and yang mutual restraint, unable to break through. This is the key to the problem.

Those who have gathered the masters should take the directors of each school as the most suitable ones.

Tang Yi nodded happily, "I understand, Tao is me, and I am Tao."

Since Ming looked at the young man approvingly, Tang Yi's kung fu is not bad at all, even very good, and he has improved a lot with his comprehension ability.

The two discussed for a while, and took a rest early.

Yuan Qingyue woke up very early, and he planned to go up the mountain to collect herbs.

Originally, he wanted to know his junior brother, but when he tiptoed open the door, he saw Ji Ming wearing his underwear with his head down, kneading Tang Yi's forearm with one hand.

The man looked up at him, and he immediately closed the door.

excuse me.

Hearing the movement, Tang Yi opened his eyes in a daze, and wanted to stretch lazily when his arm was held down by Jiming, so he had to turn his head to look at the man.

"Don't move!" The man dug out some ointment and applied it carefully.

The ointment given to him by his senior brother was useless to him, and the few small wounds scratched by the long arrow were not worth mentioning to him, and Tomorrow Zhun didn't even have any marks left.

Although the scabs on the wound were no serious problem, Tang Yi obediently let Ziming apply the ointment on his forearm, his gaze fell on the man's finger.

The man's fingertips were stained with milky white ointment, as if he was afraid that he would hurt, so he gently applied it in circles on the scab, which made people feel itchy on his arm.

Tang Yi felt that the man's tricks were irritating, and he wanted to take his arm out of his hand several times but was held tightly by the man, so he had to lower his eyes and watch quietly.

The young man looked at his hands unconsciously, "Si Ming, your hands are so beautiful."

As soon as the words came out, both of them froze.

Tang Yi was staring at Ruyu's hand for a while, but somehow he blurted out what was in his mind, and immediately wanted to get into the cracks in the ground.

Then only the man's deep smile could be heard in his ears.

Tang Yi actually didn't know how to praise others, even though he was a little embarrassed to say what was in his heart, he didn't show it, which meant that he was in a good mood.

When Yuan Qingyue came back, the two were still bathing in the room.

The originally dry river actually had water, and the addition of rain meant that every mu of cropland in the village had been saved. Granny Jin boiled water for them to bathe.

Tang Yi made sure that there was no poison before he dared to let Granny Jin boil the water.

"Brother Ming, it's really weird," Tang Yi muttered while sitting in the tub with a sideways face, puzzled, "You said, how could a river that was originally good suddenly dry up and have no water? It’s strange that there is water again?”

Jiming watched the young man lower his head, with the opening and closing of his mouth, the beads of his lips were very obvious, and the color of his lips was extremely pale, he looked at it for a long time before looking back.

"The villagers diverted water to irrigate their crops. Suddenly there was no water. It does not rule out that someone dug a secret channel to change the river's path, causing the river to flow elsewhere."

"This makes it even more strange. If it is a villager who digs the secret tunnel, it must be to make their own crops grow better, but the cropland in Xiangyue Village is not as good as an acre; if it is not a villager, it will take a lot of trouble Why is the river diverted to other places?" Tang Yi was a little puzzled.

What is the relationship between the ghoul, the river and the missing villagers?

Just as Tang Yi was concentrating on thinking, unexpectedly, the door of the room was suddenly opened from the outside, and Yuan Qingyue poked his head out.

He just wanted to ask his junior brother for a prescription, when he was digging herbs just now, he remembered that his junior brother had handed him a prescription, and he saw the two of them taking a bath together.

Since Ming bent over to support the side of the tub, and then rolled up his sleeves very smoothly and put his hands into the tub, Yuan Qingyue's jaw almost dropped from shock.

When the person came and ran away like a thief, the man's eyes moved slightly and he looked up towards the door as if in response. He recalled what the Taoist priest said.

When Yuan Qingyue entered Qingfeng Temple, Tang Yi was already inside.

Since according to the order of apprenticeship, it stands to reason that the seniority of the two should be reversed, but the young man called him senior brother.

"Master Xiaodao, the water is getting cold." Ji Ming calmly withdrew his hand.

The next day.

The senior brother returned to Qingfeng Temple to deal with the affairs, Tang Yi and Ji Ming discussed and decided to stay in Xiangyue Village to observe for a while, and make another plan if there is no gain.

During the period, Jiming brought back a hundred-refined Buddha herb from Fengdu.

Buddha grass grows on the mountains in the far north. Luofeng Mountain is extremely cloudy, and there are many monsters entrenched on the mountain all year round. The mountain is steep and it is extremely difficult to pick Buddha grass.

Bailian Buddha Herb can detoxify the poison of extreme cold, its shape is like a grass, after taking it, it will immediately increase the vitality of the person, cure diseases and prolong life, it is a very rare nourishing herb.

After Tang Yi found out, he didn't shirk it, and he was really refreshed after taking it.

-

It was night, Tang Yi was watching the moon in the yard.

During the day, under the scorching sun, he and Jiming went to the river mentioned by Grandma Jin to inspect it carefully, but they didn't find anything unusual.

The young man thought about going to ask his uncle when he returned to the city.

"--Prince Daoist!"

Since he had said clearly that Feng would call him for something important, the two made an appointment to meet at Maoshi the next day by the willow tree outside Xiangyue Village, but unexpectedly they came back early.

Tang Yi looked at the man casually, since Ming Tonight did not wear the gold-embroidered black robe with black patterns as usual, but a bright yellow brocade python robe.

"I'm back." The young man looked at him for a while.

With a low voice, Ming said, "I miss you."

A trace of surprise flashed across Tang Yi's eyes, the man's gaze on him was vaguely charming, and he lowered his eyes in embarrassment.

Then he felt Zhiming's hand slowly stroking his face.

He silently brushed away the man's hand, raised his eyes and said, "You are not already clear."

☆, true and false

Ji Ming frowned slightly pretending not to understand.

Tang Yi snorted coldly, "Small tricks." After finishing speaking, he slapped the table with tea and splashed his face with inner strength, and 'Ji Ming' immediately took two steps back.

Feng Yan couldn't help being annoyed when his tricks were seen through, he put his right hand on his cheek and instantly returned to his original appearance, it turned out to be just a barnacle demon.

Feng Yan turned against customers, and asked: "Are you the emperor's new favorite?"

The youth avoided answering his stupid question.

Feng Yan dismissively said, "It doesn't look like much either!"

Tang Yi smiled, "Better than you."

"Joke, you are a mere mortal, how can you compare to me!" Feng Yan looked him up and down, and mocked: "You are really overestimating your capabilities."

"Men and women of the barnacle clan can conceive offspring, even the wise and mighty demon king still has to be courteous when he sees me, and how can you compare with me?"

Tang Yi looked at him with sympathy.

He knows that it is extremely difficult to reproduce in the demon world. Compared with lion monsters and bear monsters, barnacles are just little monsters with hermaphrodites, and they are only of some use value.

Tang Yi admired the moon without changing his face, "I wish you one hundred and eight babies."

"You!" Feng Yan was pampered since he was a child, how could he ever suffer such humiliation.

After thinking about it, he laughed again, "I don't know what method you used to turn Dijun's obsession, I advise you to be a hero who knows current affairs, and it's best not to force me to take action against you. Besides, Dijun has already You already have your own, and instead of being abandoned by him, it's better to be decent yourself."

Tang Yi nodded and said, "Really? I don't believe it."

"You really don't shed tears when you see the coffin." Feng Yan said with a sneer.

The young man thought to himself that he saw Zhiming only after he lifted the coffin.

Tang Yi looked calm, and said: "Since you have great ability, why don't you go to the Hall of Acacia in the Immortal Realm to find the Rabbit God and ask him to cut off the red line between us."

The person in front of him would only pick on weak persimmons and bully him. If he really saw the Tu'er God, he would have bowed and knelt down long ago, without any arrogance at all.

"What did you say?" Feng Yan was suddenly irritated, "Are you married?"

Knowing that there is no one else beside him, even Feng Yan only knows that men have been looking for people in the six realms, but he never expected to marry a mortal.

It's ridiculous that he always thought he had a chance.

"As long as I kill you today, the red thread will naturally be broken." Feng Yan glanced at him bitterly, pulled out the long whip around his waist, and pretended to kill him.

"The emperor kept you because you were confused. I can learn what you know without any effort." He raised his hand and swung a whip sharply.

Tang Yi glanced at him and said, "I can slay demons."

As soon as the words were finished, Tang Yi volleyed backwards and rolled backwards. His figure was nimble, and he quickly dodged the savage whip that he swung. The chair he was sitting on was split in half.

"Do you want me to find you a suitable weapon." Seeing that the young man was empty-handed and felt that he was definitely not his opponent, Feng Yan couldn't help raising his eyebrows triumphantly.

"To deal with you, a pair of fists and feet is enough." After Tang Yi finished speaking, his slender fingers were clenched into fists and he punched very quickly, attacking Feng Yan with fierce force.

Feng Yan was shocked, and immediately swung his whip to try to wrap him around, but unexpectedly, the young man quickly dodged two steps and pulled him into the distance, grabbing his wrist first.

Difficult to advance or retreat, he had no choice but to bend his elbows forward, Tang Yi did not dodge or dodge, and stuck his hand in the shape of an eagle's claw to his eyes.Feng Yan had no choice but to abandon the car to protect the handsome man, and was forced to take a few steps backwards with his legs. The young man refused to let go, and repeatedly punched Feng Yan's vitals, punching to the flesh.Every move is really fast, precise and ruthless, with great momentum and strength, which makes Feng Yan unable to stand it at all.

Although he still had a long whip in his hand, once he was approached, he became very passive and unable to resist, so he had to dodge as much as possible to protect his heart veins.

In just a few dozen moves, Feng Yan was cornered.

Unexpectedly, he received another heavy punch in the chest, and the inertia caused Feng Yan's whole body to fly out like a piece of rag, and fell to the ground sideways, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Someone wants to take his own life, of course he will not show mercy.

Tang Yi's face was calm and calm, he withdrew his fist and said, "That's it?"

Feng Yan looked at the young man and his eyes turned cold. He didn't expect this person's martial arts to be so advanced, which surprised him. After all, he underestimated the young man.

"Get out!" Tang Yi put down two words, turned around and walked away.

He didn't want to kill Feng Yan and create grudges with the Yaozu, so Tang Yi only used [-]% of his strength when the two were fighting, so that he could let him go for himself.

Feng Yan sat up and wiped the corners of his mouth, staring at the young man's back with resentment.

No one can have what I can't have.

-

Feng Yan immediately vomited a mouthful of blood from his heart, but his hands were still doing the ancient and mysterious sealing movements quickly, and a sinister look flashed in his eyes.

Today he wants this mortal to be buried with him.

After a while, he raised his whip and rushed over.Suddenly, he felt a chilling chill coming from the back of his neck, and Tang Yi used his true energy to dodge to avoid danger.

Even so, there is still a bloodstain on the face of the young man Qingjun.

Blood splashed, Tang Yi frowned slightly, his eyelids jumped and he raised his hand to touch the stinging wound on his face, the scarlet blood stained his front.

He used the forbidden technique and thought he could get rid of him, but he didn't expect that at the critical moment, Tang Yi's figure was like the wind and lightning fast, and he actually delivered the fatal blow.

The splashed blood fell on Feng Yan's face, and in the next second, he felt as if he had been burned by a raging fire. He covered his cheeks and screamed uncontrollably.

His face seemed to be bitten by thousands of beasts.

"You are born with a pure Yang body!" Feng Yan was terrified when he was about to die.

Then he shook his head self-consciously, "No, absolutely impossible, if you were born with a pure yang body for a hundred years, how could he be with you!"

The pure yang body is talented and intelligent, but its blood is a sharp blade that is frightened by demons and is extremely poisonous.When you touch the blood of the pure yang body, you will feel a strong burning pain, which is extremely painful; but for ordinary people, this is a panacea for stopping bleeding and reducing swelling, and it can also remove scars after being applied.

The pure yang body will recover faster than others after being injured.

"Impossible, I'm going to kill you!" Feng Yan used the forbidden technique, his cultivation base was rapidly draining, his oil was exhausted, his face was full of pain because of Tang Yi's blood, There was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

As he said that, he rushed towards him with his bare hands.

There seemed to be a piercing sound coming from behind, and before he could touch Tang Yi's robe, he was chopped off by a sharp knife, splitting Feng Yan in half alive.

For a moment, blood spurted and splashed.

Tang Yi's figure gradually crumbled. When he was admiring the moon just now, he felt a faint heat in his dantian, and he thought it was the buddha grass that was being refined.

It's just that when he was fighting with Feng Yan, the turbulent zhenqi in his body became more and more uncontrollable, as if a fire was burning in his dantian.

The young man tilted his body and fell into an embrace.

Knowing that he didn't show any affection, Feng Yan's gaze still stayed on the man's arms holding Tang Yi, and he finally closed his eyes unwillingly.

It turned into a plume of black smoke and was sucked into the orb on the handle of the knife.

"—Junior Brother Zixiao."

Yuan Qingyue felt strange along the way, everything around him was lifeless and lifeless, not even a small reptile.

He immediately concluded that there was a monster in the vicinity, but he was worried that the monster would threaten the safety of his junior, so he rushed back. As expected, the yard was in a mess.

Tables, chairs and benches were split into several pieces.

"Xiao Daoist!" The body of the person in his arms was hot, but a new wound had been added to his originally handsome cheek, the bone was deep visible, and scarlet blood flowed to his neck.

It was rare for Jiming to show a nervous expression.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yuan Qingyue immediately stepped forward and said, "Let me take a look."

Kneeling down to check his junior brother's pulse, although Tang Yi fell into a coma, the expression on his face was not calm, which made him let out a 'huh'.

"The pulse condition is weird, and the true energy is rushing around." Yuan Qingyue straightened his sleeves and said.

Zhiming turned his mind a few times, and suddenly said: "Could it be Buddha grass."

When Yuan Qingyue heard the words, he slapped his head suddenly, "I know! There is a taste of redness in the medicine left to my junior brother a while ago, and the Buddha grass that I smear or eat after taking it will restrain each other, causing the true energy to skyrocket. If If you are lucky, as long as the junior brother refines all the majestic zhenqi, his skill will increase to a large extent."

Ming touched the young man's forehead, "Is there a way to get rid of this fever?"

Yuan Qingyue shook his head, his face was a bit perplexed, and he said: The pure yang body is warmer than ordinary people, and when the real energy is soaring, there is no way to subside the body heat even in a short period of time.But don't worry, I will prescribe a prescription for clearing heat and eliminating fire, it may be effective, and you can get the medicine later. "

His little brother beat Xiaopi very hard, but unfortunately Zhang Jun had a long welt on his face, he couldn't apply medicine, he could only wait for the welt to heal on its own.

"Pure Yang Physique?" Ji Ming's face changed slightly, he had excellent hearing, he could hear clearly without any mistakes, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Yuan Qingyue let out an 'hmm' and didn't care. After a while, he suddenly realized belatedly, put down his brush suddenly, and asked, "Where did you get the hundred-refined Buddha herb?"

Buddha grass has a price but no market. Where did he get it from?

Ji Ming narrowed his eyebrows and replied, "I bought it in the Yin Division."

Yuan Qingyue suddenly felt relieved. As a medicine cultivator, he certainly knew the preciousness of Buddha grass in the yin and yang worlds, so he must have spent a lot of money.

And if he can take out the money to buy Buddha grass at once, it must be someone with a reputation such as ghost messengers and officials next to King Yama. He thinks that his junior brother has a good vision.

After thinking about it for a while, Yuan Qing became more pleasing to the eye when he saw it clearly.

"This is a prescription for clearing away heat and detoxification. I will use my internal energy to penetrate the heart veins of my junior brother later, so as to circulate qi and blood, so that the true qi can be integrated with him."

"Thank you." After finishing speaking, since Ming was about to go down the mountain to grab the medicine, he folded the prescription into small cubes and carefully put it in his arms, when he heard Yuan Qingyue say behind his back.

"Constant body heat is not good for my junior brother's health, but now his consciousness is fuzzy and he doesn't know when he will wake up. After I leave, remember to wipe his body."

When Ming heard the words, his footsteps faltered, and he let out a low 'hmm'.

☆、Yan Yun

Yuan Qingyue settled the person in the room before coming out to check the outside of the yard.

There was no way to restore the broken table and chairs, and there was a particularly conspicuous bright yellow brocade robe on the ground, which was very flamboyant and had a demonic aura on it.

Yuan Qingyue checked the clothes again.

Unexpectedly, he took out a leather bag of pearls. Yuan Qingyue picked up a shiny white pearl and found that it was quite big. He rolled his eyes and laughed.

When the tables and chairs were broken, pearls were used to make up for it. Although there was no way to apply medicine to the deep bone wound on the upper part of the junior brother's cheek, he could grind it into pearl powder and take it.

He happily picked up the pearl.If Feng Yan finds out that a bag of fine pearls has been ruined, he might be scammed.

Sitting cross-legged quietly, Yuan Qingyue concentrated his energy and put his palms on Tang Yi's back to send his internal energy to the meridians of his whole body. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The junior brother's situation is better than he imagined, although the true energy is rushing, it has not affected the other organs of the body, as long as it is nourished, there will be no problem.

After burning an incense stick, a burst of aroma wafted from the kitchen. Yuan Qingyue put on his shoes and went in to take a look, only to find that Ming was stewing pig's trotters, and another casserole was boiling medicine.

-

Tang Yi only felt that his dantian was extremely hot, and there seemed to be countless different forces in his body colliding with his body, and he instinctively suppressed it with luck.

After a long while, a wave of internal force poured into his body, but this internal force was not quite the same as his aggressive internal force, and it moved warmly through the meridians of his body.

After merging with his inner strength, the manic and restless true energy just now seemed to be subdued, and Tang Yi immediately refined it.

When his robes were soaked with sweat, he lost all energy and closed his eyes to recharge his batteries. He fell into a deep sleep, and the true energy in his body was still circulating.

Since Ming first brought a bowl of decoction over, seeing Tang Yi with his eyes closed, he had to put the decoction on the chair beside the bed first, and let someone lean on the pillow to feed him.

It's just that the strength of the young man's whole body was exhausted, and he didn't open his mouth for a long time. After taking a few spoonfuls of soup and medicine, it overflowed from the corner of his mouth several times, which made Zhiming feel very distressed.

"Master Xiaodao, it's time to drink the medicine." Ji Ming patted his face.

Seeing that the soup was about to be cooled, Tang Yi suddenly felt his jaw being pinched while he was asleep, and he frowned, and then the bitter soup poured in.

The young man coughed twice unaccustomed, and as soon as he opened his mouth, someone squeezed his chin and poured a few mouthfuls of soup, which was almost enough for a bowl of medicine.

At night, it was the most difficult time for Ji Ming. Tang Yi's body was burning hot, but Ji Ming had a special cold body, and his body was cold, which could just relieve his body heat.

As soon as the young man touched his arm, his originally hot skin felt a little cool, and immediately felt a lot better, and then he leaned over him.

Zhiming could only stare blankly, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Tang Yi fell into a dream. In the dream, he was in the garden, but the exotic flowers and plants in the garden made him feel very novel and inexplicably familiar.

He wandered aimlessly for a while, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure.

The man sat on the swing with his back turned to him.

The young man walked forward in three steps at a time, and then he saw the profile of the man who was exactly the same as that of Ji Ming.

Because the features on that face were a little immature, Tang Yi couldn't help guessing his identity while he was puzzled, staring at the young man's cheek with fascination.

Seeing the young man sitting alone on the swing, with a thin body, he couldn't help feeling compassionate, and looked back, the young man slowly pushed the swing.

Tang Yi was taken aback as soon as he touched the swing with his palm passing through, but he didn't expect to reach out to touch Ji Ming's face, but he did the same, and his complexion suddenly became extremely grim.

Not long after, a little palace maid came and said respectfully: "Your Highness, Concubine Xiao Gui ordered her servants to come forward to deliver a message, please go to Changchun Palace to have a talk."

Jiming followed her silently.

The young man hurriedly followed the two into the hall, only to see a gracefully dressed woman sitting on an arhat chair, wearing a golden step embroidered with pearls and jade.

Since Ming greeted her with a lack of interest, the court lady stepped forward to have a cup of tea, but Concubine Xiao waved away all the servants, and glanced at him critically.

"Yun'er, what have you been up to lately?" Xiao Qing's expression was uncertain.

She raised her hand and smashed the tea bowl in front of Ji Ming's forehead, Concubine Xiao Gui saw that he was not relieved of the blood oozing from his forehead, she pulled her face and scolded him loudly.

"Lian Xin ran to Ben Gong to complain. Ben Gong asked you to accompany her to the Imperial Garden for a stroll. You'd better leave her there and go home."

She stroked her chest with her hand and said, "Lian Xin is your princess."

"I don't like her, and I won't marry her." He said without raising his head.

"Like it?" She seemed to have heard a joke. The concubines who enter the palace in this huge palace are all little ants, and those who cannot be favored will be trampled to death.

Today, she actually heard the word "like" from her son.

"At this critical moment, Yan Xiu will definitely fight with you, Yun'er, do you really think that the crown prince will be secure?" Concubine Xiao Gui's face was stern.

Xia Lianxin is the daughter of the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, if Yun'er can establish a relationship with the Xia family, it will undoubtedly give her more strength, Xiao Qing naturally hopes to get married.

"I don't want to compete with third brother," Ji Ming said calmly, "If he wants the throne, let him take it." As soon as the words came out, Tang Yi and Xiao Qing were both shocked.

What surprised Tang Yi was that Ming was indifferent to fame and fortune, but what surprised Xiao Qing was that her son, who had been brought up so hard, dared to disobey her. Her authority would not be violated.

"—Yan Yun!" Concubine Xiao Gui raised her hand and slapped her across the face.

"Let me ask you, where do you put this palace?" Xiao Qing slapped several times uncontrollably after asking, and said, "This palace has raised you for more than ten years!"

Immediately, palm prints appeared on Mingming's face, but unexpectedly, Concubine Xiao's insults intensified instead, calling him a wolf-hearted dog over and over again.

Xu Shi was tired of beating and scolding, "Yun'er, I promise that I will not force you to marry Xia Lianxin again." I'm afraid that if forced, it will ruin the big event.

Concubine Xiao rubbed the side of the tea bowl with her fingers, "Yun'er, I know that you have always been gentle, and you don't want to have any grudges, but you forgot that this is the imperial palace."

"Think about Concubine Yang Shu, think about Yan Wen, how those snobbish eyes bullied our mother and son. But if my mother's family is not in trouble, who would dare to bully us. So now, Yun'er Don't think about giving up the throne anymore, otherwise all success will fall short!"

"Mother, there is no impenetrable wall in the world. One day my life experience will be reviled by the world." Yan Yun just looked at her coldly.

Even if he became the emperor, wouldn't he end up like a puppet?

"Yun'er, you are my son." Hearing this, Concubine Xiao Gui's face was almost crazy, and she said, "It's Yan Yun, the prince of my Northern Kingdom!"

"If someone dares to talk about your life experience, I will immediately order someone to arrest him and bring him to the clan's residence, cut off his tongue, cut off his limbs, and make him into a pig!"

Concubine Xiao's gloomy eyes made Tang Yi shudder.

"Yun'er, the palace can only rely on you now, and now your third brother is in frequent private contact with the ministers in the court, it is clear that he wants to seize the throne.

Now, the young general of the Tang family has returned in triumph. Tomorrow your father will definitely reward him with a banquet in the palace, and all the officials will serve the palace. You must seize the opportunity, Yun'er.

The Tang family has been generals for generations, and Tang Jueming has made great achievements in battle. His son even followed his father to fight the enemy at the age of 15. It can be said that the blue is better than the blue.

If Yun'er gets the support of the Tang family, even if Yan Xiu really has the intention of treason, he will think twice before acting, and the Tang family will guard the country for you. "

Xiao Qing will rely on this child to revive the Xiao family.

After Yan Yun left the Changchun Palace, he went to the garden swing again.

Tang Yi was ignorant of literature and military affairs, but seeing Yan Yun's lifeless eyes when he left Changchun Palace, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

It's just that before the young man had time to think about it, he felt something cold touch his forehead, his lips softened, and he was gulped another mouthful of bitter soup.

"Ahem!" Tang Yi opened his eyes at once, and then saw Jiming holding a bowl of black soup in his hand, which suddenly reminded him of his dream.

The slightly childish face in the dream gradually overlapped with the man in front of him with completely opened facial features, making Tang Yi unable to distinguish dream from reality.

Now that Ming stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, the young man's originally pale complexion was much better than yesterday, presumably his true qi had also been refined a lot.

"Xiao Daoist, drink the decoction." The man handed him the medicine bowl.

Hearing this, Tang Yi's complexion became even worse. As soon as the decoction entered his mouth, he knew that the prescription must have been prescribed by his senior brother. It was bitter and astringent, which made it difficult for him to swallow.

Seeing that he refused to drink, Ji Ming explained: "This is for clearing heat and detoxifying."

He couldn't bear to touch the man's face, he hesitated for a moment, and finally squeezed his nose and poured it in, his bitter face wrinkled into a bun.

Tang Yi went to wash his hands in a frivolous step, but when he came back, he searched around the room but couldn't find the bronze mirror, which made him feel puzzled.

"How is my injury?" He couldn't find a mirror, so he had to ask Jiming.

"It's fine, but there is redness in the wound medicine. Your senior brother is afraid that if you apply it, it will cause mutual restraint with Bailian Buddha grass, so you can't use the medicine for the time being."

"Isn't it ugly?" Tang Yi smiled weakly.

Although the whip missed the point, I was afraid that going out with such a face would scare the people in the village, so it was better to stay in the house.

"It's not ugly, Xiao Daoist is very good-looking." Ji Ming quickly grabbed his hand that was about to touch the wound on his cheek, and said sincerely, what he said was from the heart.

The whiplash on his face ran from below the cheekbones to the edge of his mouth.

Worried that Tang Yi would be sad when he saw the mirror, he decided to let Granny Jin put away the bronze mirror after careful consideration, and wait until the injury is healed.

On the contrary, the senior brother couldn't help feeling sad, and now whenever he saw Tang Yi, he looked like he was going to cry, and after several times, the young man naturally came to his senses.

"Brother." Tang Yi raised his hand and knocked on the door.