Hou Ye's palm heart is a black lotus

Chapter 836 The Old Days
The night was deep, the north wind howled, and the biting cold cut through the skin like a knife.

A suffocating silence spread.

Xiao Chenglin could even clearly hear his own heartbeat.

one more time.

But this did not make him feel at ease.

Since his difficult escape the day before yesterday, and with the cover of his subordinates, he has made his way back to the Prince Jing's mansion, where he has been hiding for a full day and night.

Some of his trusted men died in battle, while others, after protecting him back here, ran out to distract the searchers, just to buy him a little more time.

They all assumed that Xiao Chenglin chose to return here because it offered him hope of escaping.

—After all, when he was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison, he escaped without anyone noticing, didn't he?

He could do it last time, and of course he can do it this time too.

however……

Xiao Chenglin looked down at his calves and slowly and laboriously exhaled a long breath.

The dark red bloodstains had long since dried, leaving only a faint smell of blood.

As he left, he was shot in the left calf by an arrow, and the bone was probably fractured.

Without thinking, he pulled out the arrow and ran away in the chaos.

Everyone thought he had only suffered minor injuries.

But in reality, he now has difficulty even standing up.

Even if he had great skills, what could he do with such a crippled body?

It's obvious that Xiao Chengqi has already sent people to lay a trap outside!

Even earlier today, soldiers had already broken in and searched the area.

Xiao Chenglin heard the commotion outside and they ransacked the entire Prince Jing's mansion, from the courtyard to the study.

The noise lasted all day, finally subsiding in the evening.

Most of the people left, but some remained to continue guarding the area.

If he hadn't been injured, escaping silently from these people wouldn't have been difficult, but...

How can anything in this world be perfect? ​​Given his current situation, he probably doesn't even have any hope of escaping from the Prince Jing's mansion.

A chilly night.

Having not been able to rest properly for a long time, Xiao Chenglin was already extremely tired, but the life-threatening danger still prevented him from falling asleep peacefully, and his heart was always hanging over him.

On the morning of the third day, it was just getting light.

Xiao Chenglin struggled to move his body.

It was quiet outside; there was no sound except for his own breathing.

The wound on his leg continued to fester, and because it was not treated in time, the wound worsened to the point that the bone was almost visible.

He also developed a high fever and his mind became foggy.

In a daze, Xiao Chenglin suddenly remembered Uncle Di.

—His legs had been broken for so many years, and he had endured inhuman torture in prison for so long, yet he still managed to survive for so long.

That must be even more painful than his current wound, right?
Thinking of this, Xiao Chenglin suddenly gave a silent twitch at the corner of his mouth.

From one perspective, this has become a form of karma.

He had tormented Uncle Di with resentment, wishing he could break Uncle Di's bones again and again, and even though he experienced the pain of having his bones cut out every day, he still felt it was not enough.

Now, it's finally his turn.

Xiao Chenglin leaned back, pressing the back of his head against the cold wall.

Suddenly, he remembered something and abruptly opened his eyes.

His expression became urgent, and he even began to drag his body out.

Because of the injury to his leg, he can hardly stand up now and can only move forward with that leg bent.

In just a short distance, his forehead was covered in sweat.

Finally, he stopped in front of a row of neat cabinets.

He reached out, his hand trembling slightly, and opened the cabinet door.

A jar of medicinal wine stands quietly.