The Hickey of the Demon Lord: The Substitute Princess

Chapter 256

For the first time, Nangong Zheng was like an ant on a hot pot, unable to find his way.

Also, he tasted the first time in his life that he was burning with anxiety.

Nangong Zheng was going crazy.

Even though it was hard to get his way, even if the stream was cold, even if he felt he was going to be exhausted soon, he didn't want to give up.

Because it was that woman, in exchange for his chance to win the round now, otherwise, he would have died long ago.

The stream has swum back and forth countless times, but there is no sign of Su Min.Ling Feng kept persuading him, wanting to swim for Su Min instead of him, but he never responded.

It seemed that he could no longer listen to Ling Feng's words, and this was the only thing in front of him.

He was afraid that he would not find her.

He was even more afraid that what he would find would be her floating body.

He was really scared, so scared that he clenched his fists, but he still couldn't stop the slight trembling all over his body.

The stream water was icy cold, not as strong as the fear in his bones.

Where?Where is she?

"master."

Ling Feng suddenly let out a low cry, Nangong Zheng raised his head, not aware of the chill on his body, just looking for the direction of Ling Feng's words, unable to say anything, water dripped down his handsome face.

"This subordinate found this silver hairpin."

Ling Feng bent down, pushed aside the pile of rubble, and found the plain-faced hairpin that was shining lightly and smooth. Nangong Zheng felt a pain in his heart, and suddenly stretched out his hand to hold the hairpin that Ling Feng handed over to his palm.

She didn't like too extravagant jewelry in the first place.

In the past countless afternoons, she was just lazy, combing a simple bun, letting her long hair hang down her head, shoulders, and chest, and the only decoration in her black hair was often an ordinary silver hairpin or white jade comb. , in the black hair, there is a shallow, soft, warm shimmer...

Chaizi was cold, his hands were cold, and Nangong Zheng's heart was also cold.

"Look around to see if there are any traces."

He forced himself to be rational, clutching this hairpin tightly, and gave the order expressionlessly.

"Master, yes." Lifting the lantern in his hand, Ling Feng could see clearly that the dark red color and texture on the gravel at his feet that had not yet submerged in the stream did not come from nature. He picked up a piece The stone moved closer to his eyes, his eyes sank, and he said the chilling answer. "Blood."

"The bloodstains have been done a long time ago. It happened about three or four days ago. Could it be..." Ling Feng also felt cruel and couldn't continue talking. Does this mean that Nangong Yuan and the two guards have nothing to say? Is it true, never lied?

"Is there a lot of blood?" Nangong Zheng said, but his voice was hoarse. He bent down silently, and the fine clothes on his body, water droplets fell silently, and invaded the ground from the stones at his feet.

He touched the stone at his feet, and his face turned cold. He couldn't believe that that woman died in this place.

"If you go back to the master, this area will be dyed red, quite a lot." Ling Feng knew that he couldn't hide Nangong Zheng's eyes, not to mention that he was going to act as Nangong Zheng's eyes, even if it was cruel, he could only tell the truth.

Silence, dead silence.

The back of the man squatting on the bank of the stream seemed to be boundless darkness and deep, with infinite loneliness, making people feel heavy just by looking at it.

Ling Feng frowned slightly. Although he was not such an affectionate man, he also felt bitter when he watched Nangong Zheng and Su Min go all the way, but in the end they were still separated by Yin and Yang, and they didn't get a good result.

Nan Gongzheng finally stood up, but his figure was slightly swaying, his face was gloomy, and the water droplets on his body seemed to freeze his body and heart.Because he was covered in dust, he looked calmer and calmer. "Even if a woman jumped off the top and died, it wouldn't be her. Go back, there's no need to waste time and energy here."

"Okay." Ling Feng supported Nan Gongzheng and nodded slightly, but he couldn't say anything else in response.

Nangong Zheng raised his eyebrows, as if he was a different person from the man who was swimming desperately in the stream. Although his eyes had long since faded away, his words still had a witty and compelling aura. "Tomorrow morning, we have to make preparations, put [-] soldiers on standby, and wait to send troops at any time. I believe that the Black Spirit King already knows my current situation from Nangongyuan. Back to the carbine, not reconciled to the fat from his mouth just flying away."

Ling Feng supported Nan Gongzheng and got into the carriage at the foot of the mountain. Although Nangong Zheng didn't say it was cold, he felt his blood flow back when he looked at him. He turned up the heater in the car, sat next to Nan Gongzheng, and told the driver Drive back to the palace.

He persuaded Nangong Zheng to take off his soaked clothes, but he shook his head and said nothing, as if he was too tired to take care of it.

Ling Feng could only take out a fur cloak from the car, put it on Nangong Zheng's body, put the heater close to Nangong Zheng, and seeing him leaning on one side with his eyes closed, he couldn't help asking in a low voice. "There is still an hour before dawn, master, do you want to sleep for a while, and the subordinates will wake you up later?"

"No, we need to deal with the Black Spirit King first. He's aggressive, so we won't allow any negligence."

Nan Gongzheng shook his head slowly, and after saying these words, the heat on his body became more and more intense, so that he could hardly feel the coldness from sinking to the bottom of the water just now.

Ling Feng looked helplessly at the proud man in front of him. He didn't understand why Nangong Zheng changed so quickly, whether he still couldn't believe the truth, or whether he had already determined that the woman was not Su Min.

It's just that what Ling Feng didn't see was that in the darkness that no one could see, Nangong Zheng was holding onto that slender and cold silver hairpin tightly, and the curved five fingers were getting tighter and tighter. hold tighter...

the next day.Nangong Zheng mobilized enough soldiers and horses. After all, the Black Spirit King has been in Xiguan all year round, and his power has never been comparable to that of the imperial court. In addition, his counterattack was too hasty, and no one was his internal support in the capital. defeat.

Nangong Zheng took advantage of the victory and pursued, not giving the black army a chance to breathe. On the second day, they provoked the flames of war again, annihilating the opponent's [-] soldiers in one fell swoop, and captured the opponent's general alive.

Only three days after arriving in the capital, [-]% of the [-] soldiers of the Black Spirit King were killed or injured, and their morale plummeted. For one mu of fertile land, the imperial court exempted it from taxes for three years.As a result, the Black Spirit King lost the morale of the army, and he deserted eight hundred soldiers overnight, and was defeated again and again. Finally, he was forced to the vicinity of Lianghe by the soldiers and horses of the imperial court. The road can be retreated, there are only poor mountains and rivers, and the military rations that came to support were also intercepted by Nan Gongzheng's men on the way.

They were already hungry, and they were all dejected. There were more and more deserters, and the soldiers were also thinking about their hometown. Facing death, they had already disillusioned their original hopes, and it was difficult to continue their survival.

King Hei Ling stood by the Liang River, knowing that five miles away, he could not fight against Nangong Zheng's [-] elite soldiers, so he finally bowed his head.

And he knew better that the man who could not show mercy even to his own brother would definitely not give him any satisfactory results. Hanged himself on a willow tree.

The next day, Nangong Yuan was also found and died in the confinement room.

Xiao Fuzi guarded Nangong Yuan's corpse, neither crying nor laughing, like a puppet, without expression or movement.

After Nangong Zheng heard the news, he didn't go there, but just listened to Ling Feng's recounting of the current situation.The imperial doctor had seen it, and it was Nangong Yuan who swallowed the forbidden medicine after hearing the news that King Hei Ling had hanged himself, and died in his sleep.

Ling Feng said that the appearance of Nangong Yuan's death was not painful, as if he was in some kind of sweet dream.Even, there is a smile on the corner of the mouth.

The imperial doctor said that this banned drug was not available in the palace, so Nan Gongyuan should have kept it with him, maybe it was kept for himself, if there is no way out, he will end it on his own.

The imperial physician also confirmed the truth that after Nangong Yuan was stabbed in the vitals last time, he could not live for half a year.

"The slave doesn't even know when the Holy Majesty bought this medicine secretly. Why don't you tell the slave, if you say it, the slave will not be so stupid, and you know that you have not hidden anything from the Holy Majesty. I know it won't be long..."

Just when Ling Feng turned his head and was about to report to Ming Nangong Zheng, he heard Xiao Fuzi muttering to himself, the grief on his face had already come from deep in his heart.

Even though Nangong Yuan lost his political power a long time ago, even though Nangong Yuan was dead, Xiao Fuzi still refused to change his words and called him the Holy One.

Ling Feng paused, his eyes flashed, and he finally walked out of the room. The poor man must have something to hate.However, he still let Xiao Fuzi go, and finally guarded Nangong Yuan's spirit and sent him off.

"master."

Knocking on the door, Ling Feng walked into Nan Gongzheng's bedroom, walked from the outer hall into the inner room, saw the man standing by the bed, even with the windows open, there was no warmth in the room, it was as cold as an ice cellar.

Ling Feng immediately walked forward, closed the window, and said. "Master, you haven't slept in the past two days, you should rest earlier. Now that the power of the Black Spirit King has been completely eradicated, Nangong Yuan has also left, and tomorrow will be peaceful."

"Peace."

Nan Gongzheng silently repeated this word. There was endless darkness in his dark eyes without brilliance. He sighed softly, and stood facing the window.

This time, without closing his eyes, he seemed to be able to see clearly the warm and chilling past, the beautiful and dazzling memories.

In his arms, she sighed softly: "How long will it take for the world to be peaceful?"

He stood behind her, silent for a long time, just tightened his arms and hugged her tighter and tighter, embracing her in his heart, the safest place.

(End of this chapter)