son, who is your father

397 Chapter 2 I'm lost ([-])
"How is he?" Gong Jueshang asked the imperial doctor who was about to leave after washing up, his face was very ugly.

"It's a good thing someone sealed Master Ye's vital acupoints and gave him the best medicine. Otherwise, Master Ye wouldn't be able to survive today with the emperor's sword alone!" the old imperial doctor reported carefully, wiping the sweat from his forehead. , the master's face is too frightening, it's not easy for him to do this job!
"Golden acupuncture point?" Gong Jueshang pinched the fine-haired silver needle in the silver plate and thought deeply.

"Yes, it all depends on this silver needle to seal the acupuncture point!"

With a wave of his hand, Gong Jueshang asked the imperial doctor to step back, walked to the bed, and glanced at Ziye with disgust, his face was much better than the ashes before, and all the wounds on his body were also medicated and tied up with bandages, but some There was still blood oozing from the place, and when I took a closer look, a look of shame slipped from my eyes. If I remember correctly, it was the sword he stabbed there!
The previous wounds on Ziye's body have all healed!
Not very gentle, he helped Zi Ye up, sat cross-legged behind him, with his palms pressed against his back, a burst of true energy penetrated from his palms, and directly penetrated into his body's extraordinary meridians.

If it wasn't for the silver needle, he wouldn't have time to stay here right now, and he was anxious to find Wushang!

After a long while, layers of sweat oozed from Gong Jueshang's forehead, and his complexion became more and more unsightly. Damn, his sword isn't that good, why is this damn guy still awake?
"Cough. Cough..." Ziye suddenly spit out a mouthful of black, slowly woke up, slowly opened his eyes, his mind was clear for a moment, he looked around alertly and quickly, suddenly turned over, and his body quickly moved away from Gong Jueshang behind him. The sword that never left his hand was pointed at him immediately.

After seeing who it was, Ziye put down his sword again, frowned and said, "Why are you here?" Some vague shadows shook in his mind, as if it was some important memory, and he couldn't remember it for a while!

what is it?There was a voice in his heart urging him to think of it quickly!
"Bah, I should be asking why you are here!" Seeing him ruthlessly pointing his sword at himself, Gong Jueshang stood up angrily, wasting his two hours of effort, this guy should really let him Dead is.

"This is the imperial palace!" Ziye looked out of the window, and the orderly palace people passed by in a row, but the palace attire could not be seen from the outside!

"Otherwise, where do you think it is?" Gong Jueshang poured a glass of water angrily, and gave him a blank look.

"Let me ask you, where did this silver needle come from?" Gong Jueshang narrowed his long and narrow eyes and stared at him tightly as he gently took out the silver needle in his sleeve.

"Wu Shang? Wu Shang! By the way, did you see Wu Shang? Where is he?" A flash of light flashed across his mind, Zi Ye said with a somewhat excited expression.

Luo Guo Guo Cheng
In Jinyuan of the Imperial City, a beautiful inner courtyard is covered with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, which are swaying and blooming in this early winter season. The autumn has passed the cold winter and stepped into the spring of Yingran. Here, there is a sense of tranquility and peace everywhere, without contending with the world.

A woman in plain clothes is taking care of the flowers and branches in an elegant manner, with a detached smile on her beautiful face. Under her hands, the flowers and plants become more and more alive, with a long fragrance.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor is here!" A palace maid stepped forward and called softly.

"Hey, Ran'er is here. How is he these days?" The lady put down the scissors in her hand, took the towel from the maid's hand, tried her hand gently, and looked up kindly at the white-clothed man who was coming from afar. The man is as elegant as blue in his gestures, and his temperament is like the wind. There is a smile on his face, but it doesn't reach the bottom of his eyes. There is loneliness and coldness in the depths of his eyes. It's a matter of a lifetime, but fate... Alas!

"The emperor discusses military affairs with ministers every day, and often forgets to eat!" The maid hesitated and said, they didn't want the empress dowager to worry, but only the empress dowager can control the emperor, and the emperor only listens to the empress. If this continues, the emperor's body will definitely not be able to bear it. The guards around the emperor have come to beg her several times.

"This child..." The lady slowly walked towards Luo Lingran, her loving eyes filled with distress and helplessness.

"Greetings, baby, mother!" Luo Lingran stepped forward and gave a salute, supported the noble and elegant mother, turned her head and said: "How do you do things? You come out so early, and you don't know how to add clothes to your mother?"

"Slaves should die!" the maidservant knelt down on the ground, terrified.

"It's the queen mother who doesn't want it, so don't embarrass them!" The queen mother patted Luo Lingran's hand lightly, complaining slightly.

"It's windy, baby, help you back to the house!" Glancing at the looming figure in the distance, Luo Lingran turned around to block her mother's view, and gently led her to the inner hall.

"Don't worry, Ran'er, mother has something to ask you!" The woman stopped and looked at her son seriously.

Luo Lingran was stunned for a moment, every time his mother used to call herself mother, he knew that he couldn't refuse what mother had to say, so he frowned, and interrupted: "Mother, my son has something else to do, come back later." Greetings!" After finishing speaking, he handed over the Queen Mother to the servant girl behind her, turned around and was about to leave.

"Ran'er, come back!" Shouted in a low voice, the woman looked at the lonely back with some headaches, and couldn't help feeling distressed. He can't let him say anything today, the situation is out of control!
"Mother!" Luo Lingran frowned, rubbed her aching forehead, but didn't turn around, her handsome face showed a little impatience, and a trace of pain flashed away.

"Mother knows that you don't like to listen, but Ran'er, some things will never come back after the past, some people can only stay in the heart for a lifetime, sometimes, falling in love can't stay together, mother just wants you to understand, in the body High position, you have your own reasons, and mother is only for your own good, unless you don't want this piece of land!" After a pause, the beautiful woman lowered her eyes and wept, and sighed quietly: "Actually, you don't know why your beloved mother is worth it. You have no intention of the country, no intention of the throne, it's just that the situation is compelling. If it weren't for the persecution of your father, king and brother, what you yearn for is the freedom outside the imperial city. Everything you do today is only for that woman. For her, you would not hesitate to be A sinner through the ages, who put thousands of people in the fire and water, years of continuous wars, do you know how many tragedies have been caused by the separation of wives and children, and the destruction of families? Mother worships Buddha and chant scriptures every day, asking for forgiveness from the Buddha. Mother knows that she can't stop it You, mother begging Cang to put all the punishment on mother, mother is willing to suffer all the troubles for you!"

(End of this chapter)