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Day two.

Cheng Su went to the barracks early in the morning.

Wu Yunian lay on the bed for a long time before slowly getting up.

[Fu Zhi: Report the recovery speed. 】

[Ah Ruan: Silence, the recovery rate is 90.00%. 】

[Ah Ruan: Cheng Su's attack rate, 90.00% eight, Yue Zheng's attack rate, 90.00% three. 】

Yuezheng's attack speed increased extremely well. He just corresponded with him these few days, and his increase was almost the same as that of Cheng Su.With Cheng Su's attack rate of 90.00% Ba, there is no need to swipe anymore, only Yuezheng and Jixian are left now.

Wu Yunian thought for a while, put on his clothes, and rubbed the black vine mark on his right wrist for a moment.

[Fu Zhi: For the past 20 days or so, Ji Fan has been by my side, looking at me and Cheng Su, isn't he crazy? 】

【Ah Ruan: Posted...】

But it's no use being crazy.

The imprint of the black vine became faintly hot, and a gust of wind blew up on the ground, which seemed to attract his attention.Wu Yunian narrowed his eyes slightly.

[Fuzhi: Help him re-condense, just for a few days. 】

[Ah Ruan: Good master. 】

The news that the emperor wanted to see the national teacher quickly reached Wu Yunian's ears, but before Cheng Su came back, he had no choice but to leave a letter for a while, and left quietly with Ren Ye.

There has been no movement in the National Teacher's Mansion recently, and there are a lot fewer spies guarding the vicinity. They avoid the eyeliner and enter through the back door.

Ren Ye: "My lord, Director Zhao personally came from the palace this morning, saying that the emperor wants to see you tonight."

Wu Yunian vaguely sensed something was wrong, and walked towards his bedroom while saying: "Usually, the emperor has never summoned me during my alchemy period, this time..."

Suddenly, his eyes went dark for a moment, his body swayed, and he almost knelt on the ground.

Ren Ye was startled, and couldn't care about anything else, he quickly reached out to support him, "My lord!"

Wu Yunian's eyes were tightly closed, he looked good, his body was perfect and delicate, but the inside was rotten, and he didn't care about anything else, he rested for a while with Ren Ye's arm, and then said: "...I'm fine .”

Ren Ye was worried: "Why don't you let Renchun come over and take a look."

"no need."

Wu Yunian stood up straight, and the speed of his feet slowed down a bit.

His current physical condition should not be very good, and the new medicine that Renchun prepared is of no use at all.But in fact, even if the bone-winding poison is cured, he will not live for too long.

Renchun has been by his side to take care of him for such a long time, with a stubborn personality, there is no need to let her down again.

Wu Yunian coughed lightly on his lips: "Arrange the carriage, I'll rest for a while, and I'll leave right away."

After he entered the room and locked the door, Ren Ye stood at the door and looked at his hands.It was only when he supported Wu Yunian that he realized how light his body was.

It seems that if you are not careful, it will disappear in front of your eyes.

After Wu Yunian entered the bedroom, instead of resting, he went to the small ancestral hall in the dark room.

Lights were turned on in the ancestral hall, but it was still dark.

He lit three sticks of incense and offered them, kneeling on the futon, "Seniors."

Wu Yunian sighed, "I can't last long, this is the last worship."

As if he didn't know what to say, his eyes fell on the tablet next to him.It belonged to his parents, but he never worshiped alone.

Every generation of the witch clan will produce a national teacher to protect the dragon veins of Dazhao.

But since the first emperor became obsessed with the technique of longevity, Dazhao's dragon spirit has been dissipating.The Wu family used divination techniques to calculate that Dazhao's luck was coming. In order to delay the dissipation of the luck, the Wu family studied hard for decades, and finally got a glimpse of Dazhao's life.

That was the beginning of Wu Yunian's nightmare.

He was originally the most talented heir of the generation of the Wu Clan, but his body was weak and he almost died several times.

Wu Yunian didn't really care about it. When he could get out of bed, he always sneaked out to play. He played for a whole day. That was the most free and happiest period of time for him.

Until the age of 16, he woke up and found himself on the altar of the Wu clan, with countless red threads tied to him, and he couldn't move at all.

He was terrified, and watched helplessly, all the Wu people used secret methods to replace him with a healthy body, and then tightly connected his life with the imperial city under his feet where the dragon energy was re-gathered.

In the end, in front of him, one by one died.

they said:

"Son, guard Dazhao well..."

"Wu Yunian, you still have our lives in you, so live well."

"Brother Yu Nian, brother go first..."

"The mission of the witch clan..."

Hundreds of Wu people, familiar or unfamiliar faces, every word, responsibility, mission and those red threads tied him tightly to this decaying imperial city.

Like a joke, he carried the lives of hundreds of relatives on his shoulders overnight, and connected with the mission of the Wu Clan and the future of Dazhao, it was as heavy as a mountain.

The imperial city is like a huge golden cage.

Trapped him, he can no longer go anywhere else.

No one ever asked him if he wanted to live like this.

Wu Yunian was forced to grow up at an extremely fast speed, and he simply had a high status as a national teacher, which gave him enough time to adapt.

It's just that this healthy body has also become worse and worse in the backlash again and again. Although his right pupil, which is used to performing witchcraft, can still be used, it is not much different from a blind man.

Then, it lasted a little bit until now, and finally couldn't hold on anymore.

Wu Yunian waited for the incense to burn out, coughed a few times, rubbed his forehead, and slowly got up.He walked to the pillar on one side and pressed the mechanism that had been installed earlier.

The red thread and the golden bell wrapped around the darkroom kept trembling, and the red thread was like a sharp knife, cutting everything in the darkroom into fine powder.

He whispered: "It's almost over."

Wu Yunian slowly left the dark room.

Ancestral precepts of the witch clan.

The last member of the Wu clan, as the tomb keeper, destroyed the traces of the Wu clan after his death.

Gravekeepers do not enjoy incense and do not enter ancestral graves.

Royal Palace.

Wu Yunian changed his clothes and entered the palace to face the saint.

The strong smell of spices in the Hall of Mental Cultivation made him cough lowly, Wu Yunian respectfully said: "Your Majesty, I hurriedly summoned my ministers to come here today, but do you have something important to order?"

The old emperor half-opened his chest, and walked down from the dragon bed with a smile, "It's nothing, I just want to know, how is the refining of the national teacher's elixir? Can I directly ascend to the upper realm?"

"I can't wait any longer, the national teacher should do it as soon as possible."

Wu Yunian paused, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, the elixir has basically been refined, and you only need to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the furnace, and then you can take it directly. At that time, you can directly ascend to the upper realm. "

The old emperor was overjoyed when he heard the words: "That is to say, in fact, the national teacher is no longer concerned with the use of that elixir?"

Wu Yunian nodded: "Yes, we can continue to clean up the imperial city."

"Okay, okay," the old emperor was very happy, and his cloudy eyes looked at Wu Yunian's face for a moment, "The face of the national teacher has been seen for a while, but it looks even more beautiful."

Wu Yunian took a step back indiscriminately, bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty's praise is not as good as the girls in the harem."

Seeing him dodging, the old emperor felt uneasy, and snorted, "Forget it, come here."

He walked to the dragon's case and took out the covenant with Yuan Guo: "Yesterday, the prince of Yuan Guo came in person, and I formally made this covenant."

Although Wu Yunian and Yuezheng haven't met formally, they have exchanged a lot of letters, and they have become confidants.

"The prince of the Yuan Kingdom is indeed as rumored, and should not be underestimated."

Wu Yunian was amused, thinking that Yuezheng might have knocked a piece of the emperor's flesh hard, but it's not surprising, Yuezheng's gentle and refined temperament, it is a good thing that he is more agile in matters of state.

"It's fine if the emperor makes a decision. As long as the whole is beneficial to Dazhao, this covenant is a good thing." Especially when Qianguo attacked the frontier, if Dazhao couldn't carry it, Yuanguo would be an excellent helper.

"Yes, as long as it is beneficial to Dazhao," the old emperor said, "However, the prince of Yuan Kingdom added another condition last night. I don't think it's too much, and the bargaining chip he gave is enough for me to make a concession."

He opened the covenant book and pushed it in front of Wu Yunian, "Let's take a look at the national teacher."

In fact, Wu Yunian already knew the content of the covenant. He read it carefully, and some changes were made, but overall, it was beneficial to both countries.

He was slightly relieved, and just about to return the covenant book, the last line suddenly jumped into his eyes.

Wu Yunian felt cold all over.

The last article of the regulation:

If Dazhao gave the national teacher Wu Yunian to Yuezheng as a personal gift, the Yuan Kingdom handed over the three cities of Yuzhou, ten thousand pieces of silk and satin, and gold...

gift.Privately owned.

This kind of word, which is like the random exchange of goods, is nailed to the three characters Wu Yunian.

It is just under this one that the national seal of Dazhao is covered.

Wu Yunian clenched his fingertips into his palms, suppressing the fishy sweetness in his throat, and asked calmly after a while, "...What does the emperor mean by this?"

The old emperor stood up and patted Wu Yunian on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "It's okay, the national teacher will just go to the Yuan Kingdom to live for a while, and when Prince Yuezheng's freshness is over, I will send someone to pick you up."

"I didn't even think that Prince Yuezheng wanted you by name, so I said, the national teacher is really a treasure bestowed on me by God, and even his appearance can win Dazhao's interests."

Wu Yunian was silent for a long time, then said in a harsh voice, "...Please think twice, Your Majesty."

He voluntarily traded with Cheng Su, and now Dazhao sold him as a commodity, two completely different things.

Wu Yunian managed to find his own voice, "Your Majesty, the Jokhang Imperial City still needs me..."

"Okay," the old emperor waved his hand impatiently, "I know, but after I ascended to the upper realm, under my protection, what else can happen to Dazhao? How can it be compared with the dragon's energy when it's mere filth? "

"National Teacher, go with peace of mind, your power in Dazhao will not change."

"..."

Wu Yunian coughed out a muffled sound, he took out his brocade handkerchief, and coughed up blood with a strange fragrance.

Yue Zheng.

Those letters that he treasured and cherished, what he thought were the friendship of a gentleman.

His eyelashes trembled, and he suddenly felt so boring, no matter how much he said, he was overwhelmed by the sudden surge of exhaustion.Sure enough, how could a person like him find a true confidant.

people.imperial power.Theocracy.

Min Sheng once told him that he would not end well if he tried to go against Dazhao's luck.

This is true.

"……I see."

Wu Yunian pushed back the covenant book and agreed in a low voice.

This time he did not call himself a minister.

The old emperor hummed, and it seemed no surprise that he would agree, "In this case, Zhao Shun, let the national teacher be sent to Jingjing Station tonight."

"...Tonight?" Wu Yunian frowned, "I..."

He paused for a moment, and belatedly realized that there was a strange heat in his body, and then his brain began to feel dizzy.

Wu Yunian realized something, stood up reluctantly, "I... want to go back to the house."

Ren Ye was waiting for him outside.

The old emperor looked at his slender back, salivation flashed in his eyes, and then a look of pity appeared. He silently waved his hand, and immediately two hidden guards appeared and directly knocked Wu Yunian unconscious.

"Send it, don't let others find out."

Wu Yunian frowned subconsciously, blushing on his face, and muttered something in a low voice.

When he left, the old emperor was still very itchy, "If I knew it earlier, I would have done it a day earlier, which made it easier for others." He squinted his eyes and said, "Go, call the young men I just recruited today. "

the other side.

After Cheng Su came back from the barracks, he found that Wu Yunian was gone, and he felt relieved when he saw the note he left.

But it didn't take long for this heart to be relieved, and it was brought up again by Ren Ye who rushed in.

Ren Ye, a big old man, with scarlet eyes, wanted to kill, as if he was desperate, he pulled Cheng Su by the collar and asked, "Is your lord here with you?"

Cheng Su was stunned for a moment, "Didn't he go to the palace?"

After hearing this, Ren Ye felt as if he had been hit by something. He covered his face and took a step back, then turned around and ran out.With sharp eyes and quick hands, Cheng Su grabbed him and asked sharply, "What do you mean by what you just said, Wu Yunian is gone?"

"...It's the emperor," Ren Ye gritted his teeth, and tremblingly said, "I stuffed the money, and Eunuch Zhao told me that Dazhao gave your lordship to Yuezheng, in exchange for the three cities of Yuzhou..."

"What did you say?!"

Cheng Su's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Where is Wu Yunian now?"

Ren Ye: "I thought you would accompany your lord, but now it seems that your lord is already in the landscape station," he said bitterly, "Eunuch Zhao is half of my lord's eyeliner, he said that the emperor gave you a dream. joyous……"

Cheng Su's face was so dark that it could freeze.

He knew that Wu Yunian liked Yuezheng, and he even knew what was written in every letter between them.

Yuezheng, who was quite a gentleman in the letter, actually used such a low-handed method.

If Wu Yunian knew...

He clenched his fists tightly, suppressed the dull pain in his heart, and forced himself to calm down: "Now is the critical period of the covenant, we can't lead troops, you go find the antidote for Yimeng Luanhuan, and I will go to the Landscape Station."

Ren Ye gritted his teeth, and suddenly cupped his hands: "Please be sure to bring the adults out!"

He watched Wu Yunian walking all the way, so he naturally knew how his body became what it is now step by step.Ren Ye took a deep breath and said with red eyes: "My lord, he has really suffered too much."

Cheng Su: "Don't worry."

He tore a piece of fabric casually, covered his face, and hurried towards the landscape station.