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"The emperor mentioned that if the top three are married, then we can stop here."

The eunuch paused and reminded: "There are two sixth-rank warriors participating in the summer seedling this time, and they are both married."

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Ren Pingsheng's mouth twitched, and he was speechless for a moment.

Not surprisingly.

The sixth-rank warriors will most likely take the top two.

For the remaining third place, Ren Pingsheng, whose physical fitness is not inferior to that of the seventh-rank, still has some hope of impact.

This is almost a clear indication.

Not only do I have to participate in the summer seedling, but I also have to go all out to surpass all the seventh-rank and eighth-rank and rush to the third place, otherwise he will let my sister-in-law get married.

"Using the second daughter to marry to threaten his eldest son-in-law, Emperor Zhaowu is really..."

For a moment, Ren Pingsheng couldn't find a suitable word to describe him.

After a few seconds of silence, he nodded: "I understand."

Although I don't know why Emperor Zhaowu did this.

But.

For the sake of my sister-in-law, I can only do it.

Aside.

Seeing him nod, the eunuch spoke again: "By the way, there is one more thing. The emperor hopes that the prince can use the broken knife selected in the palace as a weapon during the summer seedlings."

Broken knife?

Ren Pingsheng was slightly stunned. After thinking for a few seconds, he finally remembered that he had indeed selected two magic weapons from the treasury of the inner treasury some time ago, one of which was the broken knife.

After taking it back, he carefully observed it for a long time but didn't see anything special, so he didn't take it to heart and stuffed it into the cabinet.

"Why did the emperor let me use that knife to participate in the summer seedlings? Is there really something special about the knife that I can't see?"

Ren Pingsheng had a crazy thought.

The eunuch said: "I have to go back to the palace to report and bid farewell to the prince."

Ren Pingsheng looked at the eunuch and said in a gentle tone: "Eunuch, take care."

After the eunuch left.

Ren Pingsheng returned to the house, took out the broken knife, held it in his hand, and observed it carefully.

The handle of the broken knife is black, with simple patterns carved on it. The broken blade connected to the handle is silver-white, one foot and two inches long, slightly bent outward, and looks not much different from the Xiuchun knife with the tip broken.

It can be used, but it is definitely not as good as a normal long knife.

Ren Pingsheng stared at the broken knife for a while, but still couldn't see what it was. He frowned slightly: "Could it be that Emperor Zhaowu just wants to make it more difficult for me?"

It seems that this is not impossible.

Ren Pingsheng didn't think about it anymore, put away the broken knife, and looked at the Xuanling pot on the table.

Since I talked about cooperation with my aunt that day, I haven't made pills myself for a while.

I don't know how much this Xuanling pot can improve the efficiency of alchemy.

It's better to find a pill with high difficulty to make and try it.

With this thought, Ren Pingsheng's brain turned, searching for a suitable pill to practice in "The Art of Eternal Alchemy".

After a stick of incense.

He found a pill in "The Art of Eternal Alchemy" called the Soul-Nourishing Pill.

As the name suggests, it can nourish the damaged soul after taking it.

If nothing goes wrong, it should be useful for Chang An's condition.

The problem is that the Soul-Nourishing Pill is a low-grade pill, and the raw materials required are expensive. There are also certain requirements for the furnace and the technology of alchemy, and the success rate is not high.

With Ren Pingsheng's level, combined with a better furnace, it is estimated that the success rate is only 30%.

"Buy two sets of raw materials and try it. If it doesn't work, forget it."

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng walked out of the room, called a guard, and ordered: "Go to Baiyun Temple and say that Sister Bai's nephew wants to buy two sets of materials for refining the Soul-Nourishing Pill. Keep a record for now and return it in a few days."

Baiyun Temple has "The Art of Eternal Alchemy". As long as you spend a little time looking it up, you can know what the raw materials of the Soul-Nourishing Pill are.

"Yes, Prince!"

The guard responded and turned to leave.

After he left.

Ren Pingsheng sat cross-legged and continued to practice "The Art of Longevity".

Half an hour later, after finishing the training, he picked up the broken knife again and began to practice the martial arts "Dragon Roar Sun and Moon Slash".

He didn't put down the broken knife until dusk, when his arms felt sore.

"Xia Miao will be here in seven days. I have to take advantage of this time to practice Dragon Roar Sun and Moon Slash. Otherwise, with my current strength, it will be very difficult to overwhelm a group of seventh-grade warriors."

Seven days is a short time, but I have no choice but to use every minute and every second to improve my strength.

That's all.

Ren Pingsheng only rested for an incense stick, then picked up the broken knife again and continued to practice martial arts.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Unknowingly, the sun had set.

The sky gradually darkened.

The bright moon cast a faint moonlight.

In the yard, except for the occasional sound of insects and the sound of long swords breaking through the air, there was silence.

I don't know how long it took.

Ren Pingsheng put down the broken knife again, sat on the stone bench to rest for a while, and then heard a sound of footsteps.

Looking up, it was Miss Xiao who had just returned from duty.

"Why are you back so late?" Ren Pingsheng took the initiative to greet him and asked.

In the moonlight, Xiao Rongxue looked a little tired.

She walked up to Ren Pingsheng, took off the embroidered spring knife from her waist, put it on the stone table, sat down, and replied: "I took another case. I investigated in the suburbs for a day but didn't find any clues."

Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng was a little confused: "Why are the cases in the suburbs also under your jurisdiction? Where do the cases in the Demon Suppression Department come from?"

Xiao Rongxue sighed helplessly and replied: "All the cases that the various government offices think are difficult are sent to the Demon Suppression Department. The Deputy Envoy of the Demon Suppression will select them and then hand them over to us."

Got it.

It's similar to the serious crime team.

I just don't know why the serious crime team has to select some people who have only force but don't know how to solve the case.

Ren Pingsheng was too lazy to think about it and asked casually: "What case?"

Seeing Ren Pingsheng asking, Xiao Rongxue's eyes lit up and her back straightened up.

"I just asked casually, I didn't say I would help you." Ren Pingsheng glanced at her and said lightly.

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Xiao Rongxue suddenly felt lost and sighed a little dejectedly: "The case was reported by Shangyuan County Court. It said that someone saw the daughter of Shangyuan County Magistrate who was buried not long ago and came back to life."

Resurrection from the dead?

Is there such a thing?

Ren Pingsheng showed curiosity on his face, and raised his eyebrows: "Tell me in detail."

"There were a few young people who went to the suburbs to play. They saw a ragged woman in the woods and wanted to get closer to take a look. After walking a few steps, they heard passers-by say that the magistrate's daughter had been buried there a few days ago.

After hearing this, the few people were scared and ran back to the county town and reported the matter to the county government. After hearing this, the magistrate immediately took people to the daughter's grave and found that the grave had indeed been dug up and the body was missing.

The magistrate thought someone was taking revenge on him, so he took the yamen runners to investigate for a day, but in the end he didn't find anything, so he reported the matter to the Demon Suppression Division."

Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng thought for a few seconds and asked: "Can you find any clues?"

Xiao Rongxue said: "I only heard that someone did see a ragged woman walking alone on the road, but he didn't care about it for fear of causing trouble."

So to say.

It is indeed possible that the body moved on its own, not that someone dug up the grave to take revenge on the magistrate.

Of course, this speculation has two premises. First, the daughter of Shangyuan County Magistrate is not faking her death. Second, the ragged woman seen by passers-by is indeed the daughter of Shangyuan County Magistrate.

Speculation alone is of no help in solving the case.

The first problem is to find the ragged woman.

So.

How to find that woman?

Ren Pingsheng's face showed a thoughtful look.

On the side.

Xiao Rongxue saw that he looked like he was lost in thought, holding his breath and concentrating, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disrupting his thoughts.

After a while.

Ren Pingsheng seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Xiao Rongxue. Before he could speak, Xiao Rongxue said with surprise: "Think of a way to solve the case?"

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Ren Pingsheng's eyes twitched, and he couldn't help but complain: "Do you think I'm Di Renjie?"

"Who is Di Renjie?" Xiao Rongxue looked confused.

It was the first time she heard this name.

"Yes"

Ren Pingsheng wanted to explain, but felt that it was unnecessary, so he waved his hand: "It doesn't matter who he is, what matters is that you still owe me nine times."

"I thought you had thought of something."

Xiao Rongxue pouted, dragged her tired body to stand up, silently walked behind Ren Pingsheng, stretched out her slender jade hand, and gently rubbed his shoulders.

A gentleman is honest and precious.

If you want to become a hero, it is also important to keep your promise.

If you say you will massage his shoulders and back ten times, you will never shirk it.

Xiao Rongxue thought so in her heart, but the strength in her hands could not help but get heavier.

"Gentle."

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Xiao Rongxue pouted and slowed down.

Ren Pingsheng quietly enjoyed the massage service of the female hero. After a stick of incense, he felt that the fatigue of practicing martial arts was indeed relieved.

"Do you have any ideas for investigating this case?" Ren Pingsheng squinted his eyes and asked.

"If you can't find any clues, how can you investigate further?" Xiao Rongxue's tone was a little dejected.

Before joining the Demon Suppression Division, she thought she was quite smart. Wouldn't it be easy to solve five cases?

After joining, she realized that she thought too much.

If there was no Ren Pingsheng, she wouldn't know what to do, let alone solve the case.

Sometimes, she even felt that if there was no Ren Pingsheng, she might not be able to solve five cases in her lifetime in the Demon Suppression Division.

"Miss Xiao has been hit and has completely lost confidence."

Ren Pingsheng heard the disappointment in Xiao Rongxue's tone, thought about it, and said, "Thoughts are not equal to clues. For example, in this case, the most important thing is not to collect some minor clues, but to first determine the identity of the woman.

Secondly, find out whether the grave of the daughter of Shangyuan County Magistrate was dug from the outside or from the inside. After clarifying these two points, there will be at least a direction for the investigation.

Is someone taking revenge on Shangyuan County Magistrate or her daughter, or is Shangyuan County Magistrate's daughter really resurrected, or is there some evil cultivator who refined the corpse of Shangyuan County Magistrate's daughter into a puppet."

At this point, he stopped abruptly.

If it was really refined into a puppet, wouldn't it be exactly the same as Miss Qingying three years ago?

Then will this case be related to Miss Qingying?

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng frowned slightly.

"Yes!"

At this time, Xiao Rongxue finally reacted, a light burst out in his eyes, and said excitedly: "That's indeed the truth, why didn't I think of it before!"

Came to the capital alone to assassinate King Jin

It's strange that this brain can think of this.

As the saying goes, that big brain is really right.

Ren Pingsheng complained in his heart, and was about to say his guess, and heard Xiao Rongxue ask: "Then how can we find that woman?"

"Go ask the county constables, they should know." Ren Pingsheng said.

"Okay!"

With an idea to solve the case, Xiao Rongxue felt a sense of lightness all over her body, and even when she massaged his shoulders and back, she smiled.

After one stick of incense.

Ren Pingsheng felt that his fatigue was almost gone, and waved his hand and said: "That's all for today, and we'll continue tomorrow."

"I"

Xiao Rongxue wanted to say that she had to investigate the case these two days and had no time.

Then she thought that if there were any problems during the investigation, she could ask him while massaging his shoulders and back.

She changed her words and said: "No problem."

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly, and was quite satisfied with the female knight's gentle attitude. He took the initiative to say: "If you encounter any trouble tomorrow, you can ask me."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Xiao Rongxue smiled between her eyebrows and said in the soft voice of Jiang Chuyue.

Ren Pingsheng felt goose bumps all over his body, and couldn't help saying: "Be more normal."

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At this moment.

Footsteps were heard outside the yard again.

"Prince, I've bought the herbs."

A guard came to Ren Pingsheng with various herbs in his arms.

"Put them here."

"Yes."

The guard put the herbs on the stone table in the yard, bowed, and turned to leave.

Xiao Rongxue looked at the various herbs on the stone table and asked curiously, "Are you going to make an elixir?"

"Yes."

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly.

"What kind of elixir?" Xiao Rongxue asked again.

"Medicine for Chang'an's treatment." Ren Pingsheng told the truth.

"Is Princess Chang'an sick?"

Xiao Rongxue was startled and asked, "What's the disease? Is it serious?"

Ren Pingsheng waved his hand: "The imperial physician has seen it. It's not a serious illness. You can recover after a period of rest."

Why buy so many herbs?

Xiao Rongxue glanced at the herbs on the table. For some reason, a sour feeling rose in her heart.

She knew she shouldn't have such emotions, but she couldn't control herself.

It seemed that she was afraid that she couldn't help but say something inappropriate.

She said, "Then I'll go back to sleep first. I have to investigate the case tomorrow morning."

After that, she returned to the house and closed the door.

Ren Pingsheng didn't think much about it. He replied "OK" casually, picked up the herbs and went back to the main room.

The herbs worth six thousand taels of silver were placed on the table. Just smelling them made him feel refreshed and invigorated.

"I hope it will succeed at once."

Ren Pingsheng thought so, lit the stove, and put the Xuanling pot on it.

Recalling the secret of "The Art of Alchemy of Eternal Ages", he felt that the fire was about right and began to add herbs.

Compared with spiritual pills, the refining of earth-grade pills is more complicated.

The control of fire and water is particularly important, and there can be no carelessness.

Adding herbs, increasing or decreasing water, and controlling the fire, any problem in any link may lead to the failure of all previous efforts.

Therefore.

For the next half an hour, Ren Pingsheng did not dare to be negligent at all and devoted himself to refining the pill.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, another stick of incense had passed.

"It should be almost done. I hope it will work."

Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath and reached out to pick up the lid on the Xuanling pot.

Boom!

The moment he opened the lid, a burst of fire leaped up, lasting only two or three breaths before disappearing.

Then, a strong fragrance filled the whole room.

"Did it work?"

Ren Pingsheng's heart moved, and he lowered his eyes to look, and saw a pill the size of a longan spinning in the Xuanling pot, without any other color, only flawless white.

It was exactly the same as described in "The Eternal Alchemy"!

"It actually worked in one go!"

Ren Pingsheng's face showed surprise.

Just in case, after the Xuanling pot was completely cooled, he reached out and picked up the pill, carefully observed it for a while, and confirmed that it was the soul-nourishing pill recorded in "The Eternal Alchemy".

"30% probability, success once, pretty good luck."

Ren Pingsheng thought so, took out a box, put the soul-nourishing pill in it.

I wanted to go to bed and rest, but when I saw various herbs on the table, I couldn't help thinking: "There is still one herb left, why not take advantage of my luck to refine it all together, maybe I can get a burst of success."

This is the thought.

He no longer hesitated, lit the furnace again, and started to refine the pill.

With the previous experience, this time, he was more skilled in refining, putting in herbs in turn, adding water, and controlling the heat.

Time passed by.

In the blink of an eye, more than half an hour later.

"Almost."

Ren Pingsheng estimated the time and reached out to lift the lid.

Boom!

The same scene appeared again.

The fire jumped up, lasted for two or three breaths and then disappeared.

A rich aroma came to my nose.

"Success again?"

Ren Pingsheng's pupils shrank slightly, feeling a little unbelievable.

Look down.

Sure enough, the longan-sized white pill in the Xuanling pot was the Soul-Nourishing Pill!

"With a 30% chance, I succeeded twice in a row. Am I lucky this time?

Or is it that the Xuanling pot for refining pills worked?"

Ren Pingsheng picked up the pill and couldn't help but look at the dark Xuanling pot carefully.

The two successes might just be good luck, which doesn't prove anything. If you want to verify the effect of the Xuanling pot, you have to refine it a few more times.

But the problem is that Ren Pingsheng doesn't have that much spare money to buy the medicinal materials for refining the Soul-Nourishing Pill.

If you refine the Beauty Pill and the Male Wind Pill.

The rate of elixir formation is already high, but it does not reflect the special features of Xuanling Pot.

After thinking for a few seconds, he had no choice but to give up.

"When Chunfeng Hall becomes bigger and stronger in the future and has the money to refine more high-grade elixirs, we will verify whether the Xuanling Pot is working."

With this thought in his mind, Ren Pingsheng put the soul nourishing pill in his hand into the box and placed it on the table.

"Chang An should have gone to bed. I will give her the soul nourishing pill tomorrow."

This is the thought.

Ren Shengsheng stopped thinking about it, took off his shoes, and went to bed to rest.

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The familiar system prompt sounded.

Ren Pingsheng got up and changed his clothes. Before he could put on his clothes, he heard the slightly hurried voice of the guard coming from outside the door.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty has urgently summoned you to the palace!"

Urgent call?

Hearing these two words, Ren Pingsheng's heart sank, and a thought popped into his mind: "Did something happen in the North?"

Think about it.

Unless something goes wrong in the north, there is no need for the emperor to summon him urgently.

Concern leads to chaos.

At this moment, there was a brief blank in Ren Pingsheng's mind. He hurriedly got dressed, opened the door and walked out.

As he walked, he asked, "What happened?"

The guard said: "I don't know about my humble position. I only know that the eunuchs from the palace are pressing me hard."

It seems something really happened.

Ren Pingsheng frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Prepare your horse!"

"Yes!" The guard took the order and left quickly.

Ren Pingsheng did not stop and walked towards the door of the mansion.

After walking a few steps, Jiang Chuyue came towards her with a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus porridge in her hand.

"Prince." Jiang Chuyue was a little surprised to see Ren Pingsheng's irritable look.

Ren Pingsheng didn't want to waste time with her, so he nodded slightly and was about to leave.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly thought of something. He stopped, looked at Jiang Chuyue, and said a few words casually:

"Tell me, Madam, that Your Majesty has summoned me for something urgent, and I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany Madam today.

Also, there are two pills in my house, which are prepared for my wife. They can warm and nourish the spirit. You can give them to my wife and take only one. Take the remaining one half a month later. "

After saying that, he stopped staying and left quickly.

Jiang Chuyue held a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus porridge and stood there, watching the prince's back disappear from sight, a little confused.

It took a while to realize what had happened, and a gloating smile appeared on his fresh and refined little face:

"Thankfully, Senior Sister, I was looking forward to it all night yesterday, thinking that something would happen today, but I didn't expect that I wouldn't even be able to see the Crown Prince. When Senior Sister hears this news, she will definitely be very sad. Senior Sister is really pitiful.

However, in just one night, it was not easy for the prince to find the elixir to warm and nourish the spirit for his senior sister. "

Jiang Chuyue thought so and entered Ren Pingsheng's house with osmanthus porridge.

Looking around, he found no elixir.

"Is it in the cabinet?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Chuyue put down the bowl, opened the cabinet, and searched carefully for a while, but found nothing.

Not in the cupboard, where is it?

Jiang Chuyue put her hands on her hips and thought for a while, then looked at the table beside her. When she stepped forward, she saw a medium-sized wooden box.

After opening it, I found two pills in the wooden box.

About the same size, like longan.

The color is also the same, blue and black.

"This is it!"

Jiang Chuyue put away the two blue-black elixirs, placed them on the desk, and left the room with them.

After a while.

In the main room in the courtyard next door.

Jiang Chuyue put the case on the table and looked at the weak and pitiful Chang An lying on the bed. She couldn't help but smile: "Senior sister, please stop pretending, the prince will not be here today."

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Chang An's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he still closed his eyes tightly.

Jiang Chuyue picked up the two blue-black elixirs, walked to Chang An's bed and sat down, smiling and saying: "Sister, if you don't believe it, just keep lying there. I have told senior sister a long time ago that relying on these small means alone will not help you." You can't win a man's heart by taking the initiative.

Look at that little girl Princess Yunhe. She always asks the prince to play chess. When something happens, she throws herself into the prince's arms and cries. She hugs the prince and never lets go.

If he is a man and likes a woman like Princess Yunhe, it would not be surprising for the Crown Prince to abandon his senior sister early in the morning and go to the palace to accompany Princess Yunhe."

After she finished speaking, she saw that her senior sister had no reaction at all and was still lying on the bed, looking sick.

"Senior sister is quite calm. Do you think I'm teasing her because the prince has not left?"

Think of this.

Jiang Chuyue raised her eyebrows and raised her voice: "Your Majesty, I don't want Senior Sister. Senior Sister is so pitiful."

After shouting for a while, there was no movement from the next door.

On the bed.

Chang An slowly opened his eyes, looked at Jiang Chuyue, his eyes were cold, and he slowly said two words: "Shut up."

"Senior sister, aren't you pretending?" Jiang Chuyue chuckled twice, looking proud of herself.

Chang An just looked at her quietly without speaking.

The eyelashes trembled slightly, and the eyes became colder and colder.

Is this sad?

I grew up next to my senior sister.

Jiang Chuyue knew her senior sister very well. When she saw this scene, she stopped laughing immediately and hurriedly explained: "Senior sister, don't feel bad. I'm just kidding. The Crown Prince did not abandon his senior sister, nor did he go to accompany Princess Yunhe.

It's just that His Majesty the Emperor summoned him for something urgent, so he didn't come to accompany Senior Sister. When he left, he specifically told me to take good care of Senior Sister."

Hearing this, Chang An snorted coldly, withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes again, and shrank his bumpy body into the bed.

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Jiang Chuyue was a little speechless when she saw this scene.

Could it be that this lively and cute little junior sister who only has senior sister in her heart is not worthy of senior sister opening her eyes and taking a look?

"By the way, senior sister, the prince also found two elixirs to warm and nourish the soul for senior sister. When he left, he told me to feed senior sister one."

As Jiang Chuyue spoke, she took out a pill from her arms. Before she could hold it firmly, she saw her senior sister open her eyes again.

"Hmph! It's true that we value sex over friends!"

Jiang Chuyue curled her lips, murmured in her heart, and handed the elixir to her senior sister: "Senior sister, you can take it yourself, I won't feed you any more."

Chang An didn't say much. He propped himself up with his slender arms, lay down on the bed, reached out to take the elixir, and took a look.

The elixir doesn't have much aura, so it shouldn't be a treasure.

But being able to find the elixir to warm and nourish the soul in just one night showed that he was thinking about himself.

Thinking of this, a warm current surged through Chang An's heart. A slender jade hand lifted a corner of the veil, and the other hand put the elixir into his mouth.

At this time, Jiang Chuyue on the side handed him a cup of tea.

Chang An reached out to take it, took a sip, and swallowed the elixir in his mouth.

aside.

Jiang Chuyue watched her take the pill and asked curiously: "How does Senior Sister feel? Is her soul feeling better?"

The words fell.

She saw that senior sister's exquisite earlobes were quickly stained with a blush.

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Jiang Chuyue was a little confused.

Why are you blushing for no reason?

"Senior sister, are you feeling unwell?"

Seeing that her senior sister's earlobes were getting redder and redder, she was a little worried and couldn't help but ask.

no respond.

"Senior sister, what's going on?"

Jiang Chuyue became more and more worried. She looked at her senior sister and suddenly made a discovery.

At some point, the senior sister's beautiful eyes were covered with mist, looking wet and slightly confused.

The long eyelashes were trembling constantly, as if they were enduring something.

"Is there something wrong with the elixir?"

Jiang Chuyue's heart skipped a beat, and she asked a little worriedly, "Senior sister, is it hard?"

Chang An's two slender and straight legs were slightly close together, and there was more and more mist in his eyes, as if he was about to shed tears.

Even so, she forced herself to shake her head.

It’s been like this, don’t you feel uncomfortable?

Jiang Chuyue became even more worried and advised: "Sister, don't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment. If you feel uncomfortable, go to the prince. The prince will definitely know how to alleviate the effects of the elixir."

"Don't"

Chang An's red lips parted slightly, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

It's already like this, and I'm still holding on.

Aren't you just worried about causing trouble to the prince?

So many things have happened in the past few years.

Senior sister is still the same as she was when she was a child, coy, pretentious and reserved.

That is to say, this girl and the prince are patient. If it were anyone else, they would probably be too lazy to pay attention to her!

Thinking of this, Jiang Chuyue stood up suddenly and said to herself: "I want to find the prince!"

"Don't"

Chang An stretched out his slender jade hands and grabbed Jiang Chuyue's arm.

"Sister."

Jiang Chuyue turned around, looked at her senior sister, and opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

Before he could speak, he heard a scream in his ear.

"Well--"

It sounds soft and sweet.

"Is this the sound made by Senior Sister?"

Jiang Chuyue's pupils narrowed slightly, with a look of shock on her face.

After being in a daze for a few seconds, she seemed to realize something and looked at her senior sister.

His eyes were filled with tears and his earlobes were red.

Could it be

Jiang Chuyue's expression became a little strange and she asked, "Senior sister, do you feel like there is a fire burning in your heart and you are very restless?"

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Chang An bit his lip gently and did not answer.

For senior sister, there is no denying, it is admitting.

Jiang Chuyue's mouth opened slightly, a little unbelievable: "The prince actually gave this kind of elixir to senior sister. He knows people but doesn't know their hearts."

Having said that, is it necessary to go to such trouble for something that can be done with just a little initiative? "

I thought about it for a while.

Jiang Chuyue suddenly realized that the most critical issue now was how to get rid of the effect of the pill.

Thinking of this, she looked at her senior sister, blinked, and asked, "Senior sister, are you okay?"

no respond.

"Is it hard?"

no respond.

"If it really doesn't work, I can help senior sister."

This time.

Finally got a response, just one word.

"roll."

The voice was cold and cold, completely different from the sweet and soft one before.

"Is this good?"

Jiang Chuyue was a little surprised. She looked at her senior sister and found that she was just like before, with tears in her eyes and red earlobes.

It seems.

It was just his willpower that temporarily suppressed the effect of the elixir.

Saw this scene.

Jiang Chuyue blinked, showing a harmless smile, and raised her eyebrows: "Senior sister, how about calling the prince back?"

Hearing the word "Crown Prince", Chang An couldn't help but picture Ren Pingsheng in his mind.

Immediately, many pictures changed in front of my eyes like a fleeting sight.

As I thought about it, my breathing became rapid, my heartbeat accelerated, and my body trembled slightly.

Seeing this, Jiang Chuyue suddenly felt that the senior sister looked more interesting than the cold one. She blinked and asked playfully: "Senior sister hasn't told anyone yet what it feels like to have flowers and candles in the bridal chamber. Do you still remember it?"

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Chang An's heart beat harder and harder, and he glared at Jiang Chuyue, but his eyes were wet and not lethal.

"Prince."

Jiang Chuyue opened her mouth and wanted to say something. As soon as she opened her mouth, she saw her senior sister reaching out and pulling off the veil.

In an instant.

The standard beauty oval face has changed.

The facial features are squeezed together, and it is indescribably ugly. It makes people feel physically and mentally uncomfortable just by looking at it. There is a sense of fear in their hearts for no reason, as if what is standing in front of them is not a person, but something extremely terrifying.

If that's all it is, that's fine.

As time goes by, the facial features continue to change, each time becoming uglier and each time more creepy.

After just a few glances, Jiang Chuyue felt a chill rise all over her body. She stood there blankly, her mind completely blank except for the fear from her heart.

"ah!"

The next second.

She let out a scream and squeezed her eyes shut.

Even so, that ugly, terrifying face still lingers in her memory.

Fear swept through me.

Her body trembled like chaff.

Chang An glanced at her, bit her red lips, covered her veil again, stopped talking, concentrated all her attention, and restrained the strange feeling that kept surging in her heart.

for a while.

The room fell silent again.

at the same time.

Ren Pingsheng rode his horse all the way to the palace gate, got off his horse and went straight to Qianqing Palace.

After a while.

Ren Pingsheng came to the square in front of Qianqing Palace and was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.

not far away.

Six officials wearing crimson official robes stood in a row, as motionless as sculptures.

He knew two of them.

One is An Pingbo, and the other is Yuan Guojing, the minister of punishment.

behind them.

Dozens of officials wearing various official uniforms were kneeling on the ground, their backs straight.

And at the entrance of Qianqing Palace.

Emperor Zhaowu, dressed in dragon robes, stood there, looking down at them with no expression on his face.

Seeing this scene before him, Ren Pingsheng made a judgment in his mind.

"It seems that the emperor is eager to summon me because someone wants to make a big fuss out of what happened to Uncle Anping last time. It has nothing to do with the North."

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng's heart calmed down.

His father and the Northern Territory are his greatest confidence. As long as nothing happens to his father and the Northern Territory, nothing else will matter.

No matter how violent these officials were, the emperor would not do anything to him.

Ren Pingsheng thought so and strode forward.

Ignoring the cold gazes of hundreds of officials behind him, he went straight to the emperor, stood upright, and bowed respectfully: "I, Prince Ren Pingsheng of Prince Zhenbei, pay my respects to Your Majesty!"

Emperor Zhaowu said expressionlessly, "Ren Pingsheng, do you know what crime you have committed?"

Ren Pingsheng did not hesitate and replied loudly: "I don't know!"

Emperor Zhaowu sneered and said coldly: "Have you forgotten the instructions I gave you yesterday?"

Ren Pingsheng said loudly: "I remember, I only knew that I made a mistake, but I didn't know that I had committed a crime."

"You are quite stubborn."

Emperor Zhaowu looked at a man standing in a crimson official robe and raised his voice: "Yuan Qing's family, you are the Minister of Punishment, responsible for the punishment of the world. Tell me what crime he committed."

Yuan Guojing, the Minister of Punishment, was silent for a few seconds and said in a deep voice: "The laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty stipulate that beating a person with the hands and feet, if blood comes out of the ears and eyes, or there is internal damage and vomiting blood, he will be whipped eighty times."

Emperor Zhaowu turned to look at Ren Pingsheng and said sternly: "Ren Pingsheng, can you hear me?"

"In short, as long as you are not beaten to death, the maximum is eighty lashes?"

Ren Pingsheng didn't know the emperor's intention, so he weighed the pros and cons, cupped his hands and said, "I know I'm guilty!"

The words fell.

An Pingbo's face showed grief and anger, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Your Majesty, Ren Pingsheng not only beat my son to the point of internal damage and vomiting blood, but also disabled my son's limbs and Qihai. Although my son cannot be said to be gifted, But there is also some talent in martial arts.

He had told his ministers a few days ago that one day when he reaches the sixth level, he will go south to fight with the demon clan and fight for the imperial court. But now because of Ren Pingsheng, everything has come to nothing.

I believe that villains like Ren Pingsheng should be severely punished to serve as a warning to others! "

"What An Pingbo said makes sense."

Emperor Zhaowu nodded slightly: "Twenty more floggings."

Hearing this, An Pingbo opened his mouth and wanted to say something else.

A cold light flashed in Emperor Zhaowu's eyes, and he said coldly: "You all came to kneel at the gate of Qianqing Palace early in the morning, just because you want me to deal with Ren Shengsheng impartially, and not because his father guards the country for me, Da Zhou. So he was somewhat frank with him.

Now that I listened to you, not only did I not use the Eight Disciplines, but I dealt with it impartially, and I also punished you severely. Are you still dissatisfied? "

The words fell.

Officials except An Pingbo.

Whether it was the minister in scarlet robes or the others, after a brief hesitation, they all saluted: "Your Majesty, you are wise!"

Most of them are staunch vassalists and have a grudge against the King of Zhenbei.

A small number of people heard about what happened yesterday and were dissatisfied that the emperor only issued orders for Ren Pingsheng.

When I came to the palace, I wanted to put pressure on His Majesty and punish Ren Pingsheng.

I thought the process would be difficult.

Unexpectedly, before there was much trouble, His Majesty summoned Ren Pingsheng immediately, punished him according to the law, and added twenty lashes.

At this point, what else can they say except shouting for the emperor's wisdom?

As for the Earl of Anping.

Although they were dissatisfied with the result, the general trend was set and there was nothing they could do.

According to the rules, the criminal was an eighth-rank warrior, so he should be executed by an eighth-rank warrior.

One hundred lashes would be enough to break Ren Pingsheng's bones and make him lie on the bed for two or three months.

Silence for a few seconds.

He also bowed and expressed his agreement.

When Emperor Zhaowu saw this scene, he smiled and said, "Since all the nobles have no objection to this, Li Yifan will also be dealt with according to this law."

As soon as the words fell.

The entire Qianqing Palace fell into a deathly silence.

They just wanted His Majesty to deal with the Prince of Zhenbei. What does it have to do with Li Yifan, the son of the Earl of Anping?

I was at a loss.

Emperor Zhaowu said again: "Cui Yu, read the reports about Li Yifan that you have received in the past two days to all the nobles."

"I obey your order!"

The commander of the Jinyiwei, Cui Yu, came out with a booklet in his hand. His expression was neither happy nor sad. He said coldly: "On the third day of May, Li Yifan, the son of Anping Bo, injured a woman in Tingfeng Pavilion, causing her to bleed from her ears and eyes. On the seventh day of May, he was in Sajin Street."

One by one.

The time, place, and events are clear, and the evidence is conclusive.

And they all happened in the last one or two months.

Every time Cui Yu read a sentence.

Anping Bo trembled.

The officials also felt a chill in their hearts.

Time passed by minute by minute.

It seemed that only Cui Yu's voice without any emotion was left in the world, which was extremely cold.

I don't know how long it took.

Cui Yu stopped.

Anping Bo's official robe was soaked with sweat.

Emperor Zhaowu smiled faintly on his slightly weathered face. He looked around and finally fixed his gaze on Yuan Guojing, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice. He spoke slowly, "Mr. Yuan, tell me, what crime has he committed and how should he be dealt with?"