Linque

Two days passed in a blink of an eye, although Chu Heng was completely awake, the true energy in his body was still like a mess.He had previously suppressed the situation and sealed his bones, and that day he had almost escaped death in the ten-direction killing formation, so he had to forcibly break the seal. Although he finally walked out of the formation, his blood was surging, and his true energy flowed backwards. The breathing is out of his control, and it rampages in the meridians, messing up the sea of ​​​​qi in the dantian.

The non-Mahayana realm can't control these chaotic Mahayana internal breaths, so Ling Qi adjusted his breath several times before, but it still didn't work.Chu Heng himself hurt his vitality by forcefully breaking the seal, and couldn't mobilize his internal energy for a while, so he could only let those Mahayana qi energies turn back against his master, and his forehead was often covered with cold sweat from the pain.

He didn't want to make them worry unnecessarily, so he didn't say anything, he just planned to slow down his strength by two points, and then forcefully adjust his breath with the help of his companion Lingyu in a few days.He didn't leave anyone to guard the room, and whenever he noticed that Ling Qi was coming to visit, he would wipe off his sweat first, cheer up and speak, and after two days in a row, Ling Qi thought that he was better and relaxed a little.

That night, Chu Heng was sitting cross-legged on the couch, trying to adjust his breathing, when he suddenly heard the sound of chaotic footsteps rushing towards him. Wiping the cold sweat from the pain on his forehead, he only had time to hide the veil behind his back, and the door was quickly pushed open.

The spring breeze in the evening came through the hall with the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard. The visitor stood outside the threshold, his chest heaving and short of breath, until he saw the person sitting safely on the couch, he finally let go of his tightly clenched hands.

Chu Heng was startled, his eyes dodged slightly for a moment, and then he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, calling softly: "Your Majesty..."

Ling Ye remained silent, took off his cloak, and handed it along with the riding whip to the shadow guard standing beside him.

The door closed, leaving only the two of them.

Ling Ye walked to the side of the couch and looked at Chu Heng whose face was almost bloodless and whose temples were already wet with cold sweat. His heart ached as if he had been severely pierced by an awl, and his breath made a sound.

On the twenty-fifth of March in the 11th year of Xuanxi, at the first moment of Maoshi——Ling Ye will never forget this moment. He was in the Mingcheng Hall when he received the news that Chu Heng had an accident in Lushui.

The secret letter that flew thousands of miles away was urgent, and in just a moment, Emperor Xuanxi, who had been in front of Mount Tai for many years and remained unchanged, sweated through his heavy clothes.Standing in front of the window, his whole body was trembling, his hands trembled so much that he could barely hold the thin letter paper, the chill and fear hit him from head to toe, and when the night wind blew, his body and heart were completely icy cold.

Five years ago, the Qi Palace was changed and the rain poured down. When he was sitting in the Tai Chi Hall waiting for the winner and loser, he never felt so nervous and flustered.

He went immediately without any hesitation. Fortunately, most of the work report in March had passed, so he only briefly confessed his illness to the outside world, and then informed Ye Shuli and Ye Xinghui to leave for Lushui.

Along the way, he was afraid and regretful, and anxious, until now, when he touched the cheek of the person in front of him with trembling hands, and felt the temperature of Mingxin, he felt a trace of reality.

——His Chu Heng is still there.

Chu Heng's heart suddenly twitched, it was really wrong, he looked up at the black and blue under Ling Ye's eyes, his heart was full of regret.He rubbed his cheek against Ling Ye's palm, exhaled lightly, endured the pain of disturbed breath, raised his lips and smiled, "Why is Your Majesty here?"

"Are you asking me?" Ling Ye looked at Chu Heng, who was in pain but still pretending to be okay, "Who should I ask?" His eyes were flushed, and his mouth was already breathless.

Hearing the word "huh?" with a raised ending, almost crying, Chu Heng's heart ached, and he couldn't pretend anymore. He stretched out his hand to him, raised his head and said, "It hurts, give me a hug."

"It deserves it." Ling Ye said in a trembling voice. He sat down and gently pulled Chu Heng into his arms, not daring to hug him too tightly for fear of causing pain.He pressed his forehead against his forehead, and pecked on Chu Heng's lips, the tear from the corner of his eye slowly fell down, and also wet Chu Heng's face.

The words seemed harsh, but the tone was far from enough, "If you make a mistake, you still want to be coquettish, don't allow it, and start with the twenty sticks you owe when you go back."

Chu Heng laughed when he heard the words, his eyes were a little hot, he nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, this time it's 'if there is a next time'."

Ling Ye snorted softly, as if he didn't buy it, he kissed Chu Heng's lips again, then lowered his head and stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, his internal breath was still disordered.

Ling Ye's heart tightened, and he was about to adjust his breath again, but his wrist was held instead, "It's because I forcibly broke the seal in the formation, it's okay, just wait for these few days to relax. "

He said it easily, but Ling Ye touched his sweaty temples, his heart ached again, and asked, "Does it hurt a lot?"

Chu Heng didn't answer, and buried himself in his arms again: "Chongjiu hugs."

Ling Ye frowned: "You..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Chu Heng sitting up straight again. A moment later, a soft voice came from the door. Chu Heng exhaled slowly and asked, "What are you two doing outside the door?"

The door of the room opened in response, Ye Xinghui and Ye Shuli were standing at the door, seeing the pale but awake Chu Heng, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, the two first saluted Ling Ye, Xinghui said: "Come and see how you are doing."

Chu Heng squinted at the two of them: "What can I do? I can't die. What are you doing here in such a hurry? Go and rest first."

A group of them came to Lushui from the imperial capital, and they hardly dared to close their eyes along the way, seeing him sitting here with full beard and tail, the tension in their hearts was finally loosened, and the tiredness in their minds just swept away.

Ye Shuli regained his smiling face, and as usual, said leisurely, "It's fine if you don't die. I almost thought we were here to see you for the last time. Why don't you hurry up?"

Xinghui added another sentence: "I'm just afraid that if I don't see you again, I won't be able to inherit the inheritance."

Chu Heng's forehead twitched, and he uttered a word in a straight voice: "Get lost!"

Seeing that the elder brother still had the strength to curse people, the two knew that there was nothing serious, so they were relieved, yawned and went back.

As soon as the door was closed, Chu Heng's shoulders relaxed, and he leaned into Ling Ye's arms again, touched the black eyes under his eyes, unconsciously softened his voice, and said distressedly: "Eat something, Your Majesty can sleep too. "

After a light dinner, the two of them lay down in their clothes.Chu Heng's breathing was unsteady, his frowning eyebrows never relaxed, and he fell asleep and woke up at night.Ling Ye was worried, he didn't dare to sleep all night, and he was afraid that he would be in severe pain, so he adjusted his breathing.

The night passed like this, and in the early morning of the next day, it was already light outside, Ling Ye got up and changed his clothes, just as he stepped out of the room, he saw a person suddenly coming from the courtyard.

The faces of the Tianzi shadow guards around him suddenly changed, there were heavy guards outside, no one knew how this person got in, not even a bird in the courtyard was disturbed, just appeared out of thin air.

Ling Qi hurried over from outside the courtyard, staring at the visitor with vigilant eyes.

Ever since Ye Jianwei received Ye Shuli's letter, he has never let go of his worries. He happened to be visiting Nanshan Buddhist Temple at that time, which was not far from Guangling, so he rushed all the way here. Seeing Ling Ye, he was a little surprised.Ye Jian took a few glances calmly, then Fang bowed and nodded, "Your Majesty."

Ling Ye and Ling Qi looked at each other, and quickly guessed the identity of the person who came, before he could respond, Chu Heng got up at some point, and walked out from behind the half-hidden door, his complexion was still extremely pale , bit his lip, and shouted to the visitor: "Master."

Ye Jianwei's expression suddenly sank.

Chu Heng didn't dare to look at him. After shouting, he hid behind Ling Ye, lowered his head and stopped talking.

He knew exactly how he was injured, Ling Ye and the others rushed over day and night, exhausted after running around for several nights, extremely tired, he didn't want them to worry anymore, so he just said to take a few days to adjust his breath It's not a big problem, but in fact, the chaotic Mahayana inner breath in the meridian tortured him to sit and lie down, and it was at the end of his strength to be able to stand here at this moment.

He knew that Ye Jianwei would get the news sooner or later. After all, he was injured in the cemetery of the master of Qingnang Pavilion in Lishan Mountain, but he never thought that Master would come so quickly.His injury could be hidden from His Majesty and the others, but he could not be hidden from the Eastern Capital Realm Lord who is also Mahayana Realm.

Ye Jianwei glanced over and knew how injured his apprentice was. Judging by Ling Ye's appearance, it was obvious that he was ignorant of the inside story and was being concealed by Chu Heng. He was angry, anxious and distressed for a while.

He didn't care about that much, and after briefly talking to Ling Ye, he said to Chu Heng in a calm voice: "Come with me."

Chu Heng had no choice but to move out from behind Ling Ye, lowered his head and followed Ye Jianwei into the room.

As soon as the door was closed, Chu Heng knelt down, and Ye Jianwei formed a sound-proof formation with his internal strength, obviously very angry, and said with a cold face: "Does Lishan Dongjun still need to kneel to the head? No? Are you quite assertive? If I don't come, how long will Dong Jun plan to hide this injury?"

Chu Heng turned pale again: "Master, I... I was wrong..."

After all, Ye Jianwei still felt sorry for his apprentice. Seeing that beads of sweat were dripping from Chu Heng's forehead, he frowned and said, "Is it time for you to admit your mistake? Come here and sit down."

He pinched Chu Heng's wrist, felt his apprentice's pulse, and frowned even deeper. Fortunately, he came in time, and Chu Heng didn't hurt his foundation. He flew two fingers and injected several bursts of true energy into Chu Heng's body, I started to adjust my breath for him.

Mahayana zhenqi circulated in the body for a week, slowly traveling along the seven meridians and eight meridians with Chu Heng's inner breath, and finally gathered in the sea of ​​dantian qi. Chu Heng's face gradually recovered a bit of blood, his eyes were sore, Closing his eyes and choking, he said: "...Master, I'm sorry, I let you down...I..."

Ye Jian sighed slightly, and his palms kept moving: "Last autumn when you returned to Lishan Mountain, you brought a new saber with you. You said you chose it from the hidden sword pavilion when you joined the Hall of Martial Arts. Although I haven't seen it You have used it, but you are willing to touch the sword. This is a good thing. I think you have figured it out. Then you asked me about Yan Zhefei, and I didn't think much about it. She is indeed an old friend of mine and your wife. It is indeed related to your little uncle, but how could you imagine her to be Mingyuan? If Mingyuan has a spirit in heaven, he will be pissed to death by your stupid nephew again."

"It's not that you let me down. It's just that, Ah Yue, you have to know that neither Mingyuan, nor your wife, nor the people who are waiting for you outside, want you to be stuck in the past. That's not your fault, it's Ming's fault." far relief."

Chu Heng was silent for a long time, big tears fell on the ground along his cheeks, and finally nodded.

In fact, he should have understood a long time ago that no matter who Yan Zhefei was or how much he resembled Gui Haimingyuan, the junior uncle had already died in front of Tianshuang Terrace in Lishan Mountain.

……

Ye Jianwei came out of the room an hour later, and saw Ling Ye was still outside the door, with worry written on his brows, he nodded secretly in his heart, and said to Ling Ye: "He's fine, it's just that in the end I've hurt my vitality, and I need to recuperate for a while."

The heart that had been suspended for several days was really relaxed at this moment, Ling Ye nodded and said: "The master of the realm has worked hard."

"Don't dare, Your Majesty is speaking too seriously. Ah Yue is my apprentice, so it can't be called hard work." Ye Jianwei shook his head and said bluntly, "But he was really injured this time. If I come a few days later, I'm afraid it won't be the case. It's a sight."

Ling Ye frowned upon hearing this.

Ye Jianwei shook his head and said: "He has been like this since he was a child, and he doesn't know who he has followed. He is a bit squeamish on weekdays, and he would be wronged for a long time if he touches it, but if there is something really wrong, he will bear it by himself. Will talk."

Ling Ye remembered that when Chu Heng saw him last night, he first cried out to him that he was in pain, and wanted to hug him like a baby. Now it seems that he probably went there with the idea of ​​covering up his injuries.

Ling Ye lowered his eyes.

"Ah Yue was injured in the Lishan Lushui Cemetery. As a master, I am duty-bound. I will deal with the matter of Yan Zhefei, and I dare not disturb Your Majesty." Ye Jianwei said.

The smile on the corner of the emperor's lips faded, and he was silent for a moment when he met Ye Jianwei's gaze, and nodded slightly in response.

Ye Jianwei: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The two quickly ignored the matter, Ye Jianwei turned around and said, "Did Xinghui come down with His Majesty?"

Ling Ye nodded: "He's in the side yard."

Ye Jianwei asked Ling Ye to resign, and before leaving, he said: "Your Majesty, Xinghui was spoiled by me, and he was restless in Lishan Mountain. He must have caused troubles in the imperial capital and caused a lot of trouble for His Majesty. I Sending him to the imperial capital is also to let him sharpen his mind and gain insights in front of the imperial court, if there is anything he needs to do, His Majesty does not need to worry too much."

The meaning of the words is self-evident, Ye Jianwei went to the direction of the side yard after finishing speaking.

At that time in the side yard, the young master didn't know about his father's arrival.For the past few days, they have been rushing on the road day and night, not daring to close their eyes.The situation was urgent, and I didn't feel anything on the way, but when I saw Chu Heng who was safe and sound, the strings in my heart relaxed, and I felt tired belatedly.When he returned to his room, he threw himself on the bed, got into the arms of his creditor, and fell into a deep sleep.

I didn't get up until the sun was high, but my waist was still sore and my legs were weak. I slept all night and couldn't relieve the discomfort caused by the horse riding all night.

Su Lang got up first and went to the dining room to get him something to eat. It was just spring outside, and Xing Hui didn't want to be bored in the room, so he walked towards the reclining chair in the yard.

Then I bumped into an unexpected person in the courtyard.

Coincidentally, when Ye Jianwei came over, he was far away, and saw Su Lang coming out of the side courtyard room first, before he had time to react, he stepped into the yard and bumped into his face The tired-looking son who was leaning on his waist came out of the room step by step.

"..."

The expression on Ye Jianwei's face immediately became indescribable.

Just last month, Yiye Gucheng began to circulate a new book of words, which was written by none other than Ye Xinghui, the young master of Lishan Mountain, and Su Lang, the second son of Duke Ying.Ye Jianwei has also read this book, but he didn't take it seriously at the time, thinking that there is already a traitor under his knees, so they can't get together, right?And when Xinghui went to the imperial capital, he promised him that he would definitely bring back a virtuous daughter-in-law, but right now... the raw rice is already cooked!It couldn't be more familiar!

When Xinghui saw his father at first glance, he was obviously startled, and it took him a while to realize, "Father? You, why are you here?"

"Why did I come here? What do you think?" Ye Jianwei glanced up and down Xinghui, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Xinghui angrily, and asked sadly: "Where are you and that Su Lang?" what happened?"

"...Ah?" Xinghui took two steps back with some guilt, how did his father know...

Ye Jianwei looked at the expression on his face where everything was clearly written, what else did he not understand, his son has already become someone else's daughter-in-law!

The anger of grief and indignation in his heart was rising slowly, Ye Jianwei pointed at Xinghui with hatred, and didn't know where to start scolding for a while.In the end, he sighed heavily. He felt that if he did not leave, he would have to violate his principles and beat his son outside in public: "All the books have been written in the library! You... Come on, stop talking here, I don’t want to hear it now, after a while you go back to Lishan and explain it to me, and think about how to explain it to your mother! You’re still a daughter-in-law, fart!”

He threw his sleeves, and had a few glances of Xingxing, and walked hate before Su Lang returned -he was afraid he couldn't help but be able to do it, and he was even more stunned.

When Ye Jianwei came out, he happened to meet Ye Shuli who was walking in the garden. Ye Shuli saluted him with a cute and calm smile on his face: "Master, in a few days, I want to visit Yishan Academy for a while." I don't know the time..."

Of the three of them, the one in front of me is the most pleasing to the eye. When I know something happened, I sent him a letter. I can see that it is very lenient in the matter of Fengyue. It's like those two who said it better than they sang, but turned around A traitor who makes people abduct him!I don't know where his teachings over the years went wrong, one or two were all suppressed, and the embarrassment was thrown from Lishan to the imperial capital!

Ye Jianwei managed to restrain his grief and indignation, and before Ye Shuli finished speaking, he nodded in agreement, and said kindly: "What's wrong with going to the academy? The academy is good, the academy has a profound heritage, and there are many things that our Lishan Mountain can't match. Go there There's nothing wrong with learning. I'll go back and tell your parents, be careful on the road, stay as long as possible, and don't come back in a hurry."

Ye Shuli Ying claimed it was, and watched the Eastern Capital Landlord go away with a happy mood.

……

At that time, at the other end of the garden, in the main courtyard, Ling Ye walked towards the room with a face as heavy as water. Just now when Ye Jianwei saw Chu Heng's expression changed obviously, Ling Ye knew that Chu Heng must be seriously injured. It's not as simple as he said.

He just pampered him too much, and let him do everything on weekdays, which made him dare to tell the truth again and again.If he had known that he would come to Lushui alone and hurt himself all over, it would be better to bluntly puncture him after the night banquet that day, and then lock him up and not allow him to go anywhere.

Ling Ye waved away the standing shadow guard, walked in, and closed the door behind his back.

Standing inside, Chu Heng saw that there was no expression on his face, his hand to change clothes unconsciously shook, subconsciously lowered his eyes, and looked away not daring to meet him.

Just now, he heard the conversation between Ye Jianwei and Ling Ye outside the door. His Majesty will definitely settle the score with him for concealing the injury. The look in front of him is obviously angry.

Chu Heng swallowed, hesitated for a moment and raised his eyes, "Your Majesty, I was wrong..."

Ling Ye didn't wait for him to finish speaking, took the silk handkerchief and gently pressed the corner of his mouth to help him wipe away the blood.The front of the shirt he had changed was also stained with the blood he vomited during breath adjustment.Ling Ye glanced over, threw the handkerchief aside, and said, "Has Dongjun become a habit of hiding things from me?"

It wasn't like questioning, let alone scolding, Ling Ye's tone was very flat, and he couldn't even hear any emotion, but Chu Heng's heart suddenly became flustered, and he saw that Ling Ye's eyes were red.

"If your master won't come, when are you going to tell the truth?"

"Chongjiu, I..." Chu Heng panicked and reached out to hug him.

But Ling Ye took a step back and avoided it.