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Dongling Liusu's thin lips slightly moved, "Although I'm just joking, I hope that Seventh Prince can properly teach me some of your words. After all, not all of your words are suitable to be used as jokes …"

With that said, Dongling Liusu tightly gripped the sachet in his hands and raised a finger with one hand. Li Yu understood, and the wooden wheelchair started to move slowly.

Dongling Liusu's eyes became cloudy. He instructed in a calm voice, "Go investigate the relationship between the direct descendent of the Ranqi Palace, Su Jinruo, and the person in charge of Jade Mansion's Jade Mansion. What exactly is the relationship between them …"

"Yes."

After Dongling Liusu left, only Su Jinruo and Shen Hancheng remained in the quiet and long hallway.

They looked at each other in the distance and fell silent.

Godly Doctor Qi once said that after she left the seating area, Shen Hancheng followed her and left as well.

And now, Shen Hancheng had appeared so suddenly. She did not know how much Shen Hancheng knew about her, or how much he had heard from his conversation with Dongling Liusu.

Her heart tightened. Su Jinruo, she, was actually very afraid of Shen Hancheng.

Every time they crossed swords, she could feel how powerful Shen Hancheng was.

His insight, really... It was extremely shocking.

Once he met Shen Hancheng, Su Jinruo's words would be restricted.

Shen Hancheng stared at Su Jinruo for a long while, but in the end, he still reached out and grabbed onto the hand that Dongling Liusu had just grabbed.

If an ordinary person's wrist had been dislocated, they would have long cried out in pain.

It wasn't that she didn't feel pain, it was just that she was patiently enduring.

Back then, she was the young master of the Demon Palace and was bound by her status. How could she be so weak in front of others?

As if the dislocated left hand had lost control, even the slightest of touch from Shen Hancheng caused him to furrow his brows in pain.

Sensing Su Jinruo's subtle changes, the strength in his hands unconsciously softened.

His voice was low. "What did you say to him, or do?"

Dongling Liusu was not an impulsive person.

Naturally, everyone had their nemesis. No matter how unstable Dongling Liusu's emotions were, or how calm he was, as long as his nemesis appeared, he would be unable to control his entire being.

Godly Doctor Qi called it love.

But right now, he was actually going to attack Su Jinruo.

Su Jinruo blinked his eyes lightly, allowing his dislocated left hand to be pulled out.

If he tried to trick Shen Hancheng, it would be out of the question. After all, Shen Hancheng was not an idiot …

But if Mu Jing were to be mentioned, she was afraid that Shen Hancheng would go along with the flow and find her other identity. At that time, it would not even be worth it …

As her thoughts spun, coupled with the intense pain on her wrist, Su Jinruo broke out in a cold sweat. Her eyes that were as black as ink focused on Shen Hancheng as she spoke calmly: "The emissary of Chen Xi has never interacted with this official before.

As he rolled up Su Jinruo's wide sleeves, his fair wrist was shockingly swollen until it was purple and red.

Shen Hancheng dangerously narrowed his eyes, a dark glint quickly flashed past the depths of his eyes.

"He took your perfume bag?"

"It's just that a good friend gave me a sachet as a gift, but I don't know what it made the envoy think of. That's why I made such a move. This official …"

Su Jinruo suddenly bit her lips. With a 'kacha' sound, the dislocated wrist was caught off guard and caught by Shen Hancheng.

Shen Hancheng raised his eyes to look at Su Jinruo, and seeing that her face was slightly pale, and that her lips had deep teeth marks, he could not help but frown.

He didn't know why, but his patient attitude actually made him feel dissatisfied. "Speak out if you're in pain."

Cold sweat slowly flowed down his forehead. Su Jinruo lifted his eyes and looked at Shen Hancheng.

See... At this time, Shen Hancheng lowered her head with her eyes, the curve of her lips was extremely cold and hard.

His palm contained inner strength, and gently helped her dissolve a few of the bruises Dongling Liusu had made, and the expression on his face...

There were actually traces of it … Gentle?

Su Jinruo's eyes suddenly flashed. She lowered her eyes, and a complicated light circulated at the bottom of her eyes.

"The bones have been restored to their original positions. As for the rest, this official will handle them himself. This official thanks the Prince for his help." She wanted to retract her hand, but Shen Hancheng held her hand and did not let go.

Su Jinruo looked at him.

After the bruise had cleared a little, Shen Hancheng gave her a glance and let go of her hand, saying: "Once we return to the residence, I will send someone to deliver some medicine to you. You must remember to wipe it."

Just as Su Jinruo wanted to reject, he heard Shen Hancheng say, "The two parties are about to end. City Lord Su, you owe this king a favor, it's time to put it into practice."

Su Jinruo was stunned.

Halfway through with the arrival of the gentle breeze, the long corridor's lights flickered. Shen Hancheng's indifferent expression was covered by the dim light, making him seem even more mysterious.

He slowly took a step closer to Su Jinruo, his pitch-black, deep eyes tightly locked onto Su Jinruo's stunned expression, and his tone was filled with danger.

"Could it be that City Lord Su has already forgotten about the bet with this king?"

Forget?

How could he forget?

Su Jinruo's heart tightened, and said: "This official will not renege on my promise, I hope that Your Highness can be at ease."

Even though she said that, but even if she could touch Shen Hancheng's body, the matter of her bathing and changing into clothes …

Really, he was making things difficult for her, this fake man.

After getting injured, Su Jinruo returned to his own courtyard.

When she stepped into the room, someone immediately came to report that Seventh Prince had given her some external medicine.

Su Jinruo took one bottle and casually looked at it, while Lv Ruo asked curiously.

"Gongzi, what kind of medicine is this?"

Before Su Jinruo responded, Hong Ling, who was waiting by his side and had been silent all this time, lightly replied:

"This is a tribute from the palace. It is called 'Time to Dissolve.' Its effect is to remove swelling and scars, and to relieve pain. It is a rare good medicine."

Such expensive good medicine …

Lv Ruo raised her eyebrows, her watery big eyes looked straight at Su Jinruo, and she asked carefully: "Young Noble, would the king really treat you like that?"

will not... Do you really feel that way about me?

Regarding the matter of him and Shen Hancheng fighting together, Su Jinruo had roughly told Lv Ruo about it. For now, they were cooperating intimately, and that was only to hide things from the eyes and ears, and not the ears.

Available...

However, Lv Ruo felt that Shen Hancheng's attitude towards his young master was already hard to differentiate from reality and falsehood.

Su Jinruo lowered her long eyelashes, and the candlelight shone on her quiet face, leaving behind a layer of faint shadow.

"Sometimes, people would always lose to their imagination. Lv Ruo, you must remember this."

Su Jinruo started off with a few words, and then said: "Since it's a gift from the Duke, it has to be expensive, don't think too much, put these medicine bottles away first, in case you need it. "Abandon."

Lv Ruo replied: "Yes, Young Master. "Tremor Crab!"

Next day

At some point in time, a gust of wind blew past his face and the rain fell once again from the bustling capital. Mu Jing held onto the oil-paper umbrella, and slowly stepped into a shop.

When the shopkeeper saw her, he immediately welcomed her with a smile and said, "Miss Jing, are you short of stock again? It just so happened that a new batch of goods with different characteristics have come to me. Would Miss Jing like to take a look? "

For the past year, as Mu Jing was the owner of the Drunken Flower House, he had researched and researched spices specially for the ladies of the Drunken Flower House, cooperating with the shop many times. The owner of the shop was familiar with Mu Jing's character, and did not like to waste time.

Sure enough, Mu Jing nodded his head, "Take me to have a look, the plants that you introduced to me last time were not bad, I think that it's better if you bring me more this time … …"

The shopkeeper led Mu Jing indoors. He did not look back, but within his voice, there was a hint of a smile.

"Of course, if Miss Jing needs it, I will listen to your instructions."

Mu Jing smiled charmingly, "You make it sound like I don't need to pay any silver …"

While the two of them were talking, in the blink of an eye, Mu Jing had already turned several corners in the store.

The more they walked, the more Mu Jing felt that something was amiss. He could not help but ask, "Weren't we supposed to look at the goods?

Hearing this, the shop owner immediately stopped.

The inner room was quiet without a sound. The shopkeeper turned and looked at Mu Jing, his eyes filled with sincerity and apology, "Sorry, Miss Jing …"

Me too, I had to.

Before Mu Jing could inquire about what the shopkeeper had let her down, she felt a sudden pain at the back of her neck and her vision went black. In an instant, the entire world became shrouded in darkness.

In the cloudy sky, raindrops drenched the plum trees that filled the garden.

Some people had grave expressions on their faces as they hastily paced up and down the flight of stone steps.

Qian Yi, who was standing next to Shen Hancheng, suddenly trembled a little.

The sound of footsteps coming from outside came from afar.

Qian Yi expressionlessly looked outside. Someone closed the wet oil-paper umbrella and, after tossing it twice, placed it outside.

The person stepped into the quiet room and whispered a few words to Qian Yi.

Qian Yi frowned, he waved his hand, and the man left.

Qian Yi looked at Shen Hancheng who was supporting his forehead, quietly taking care of his affairs, and in that moment, he was not sure if he should pay attention.

Should he say it now or not …

While he was thinking, Shen Hancheng's calm voice suddenly entered his ears.

"If you have something to say, just say it."

Qian Yi's face became gloomy: Master, someone just reported in, at noon, a small matter happened at the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, but, it has been resolved.

Everyone in the royal family knew that there were two huge forces behind Shen Hancheng, and that no one could even move them.

Firstly, was the importance that the current Son of Heaven in Ranqi placed on Shen Hancheng, as well as the authority he was bestowing upon him.

All these, could be seen from Shen Hancheng's usual behavior.

Second, his master had founded it all by himself and later taken over by him. It was the terrifying Iron Blood Organization of the martial arts world – Lou Jiange.

Six years ago, a dark force had been rapidly building up above the martial arts world.

With unstoppable force, it was able to destroy all the outstanding figures and gangs in the martial arts world. It would then take them for its own use and kill them all.

Initially, the foundation of the Pavilion of Death was not stable. There were endless internal strife within the pavilion, and schemes and plots were everywhere; it was extremely ugly.

It was only until Shen Hancheng took over the pavilion that in the short span of ten days, Shen Hancheng, with his bloodied wrist and ruthless heart, completely eliminated all the hidden dangers in the pavilion.

It was also at that time that nearly half of the members of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, regardless of whether they were guilty or not, were mercilessly executed by Shen Hancheng.

That day, cries and wails filled the inside of the Pavilion of Massacre. The blood-colored scene spread and dyed the entire building in a bright red color …

Killing Pavilion.

More than 3,000 lives had been destroyed in one day. Their lives had been taken and they had become lost souls.

At this time, if one were to say that Shen Hancheng was heartless, it was likely that he arrived too early …

In the martial arts world, some gangs had started to challenge the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets after the blood change had just occurred.

Regarding this, Shen Hancheng replied with a single word, "Die!"

With regards to Shen Hancheng's arrogant bloodlust, the righteous people of the martial world would definitely want to get rid of this scourge.

Otherwise, the future of the martial arts world would be dark and cloudless. He would be able to control them with his palm, and they would all be in danger …

Thus …

The fierce battle in the martial arts world had been set ablaze.

The eight gangs of the martial arts world had joined hands. They were determined to flatten the pavilion master's head, chop him into minced meat, and comfort the undead.

That day, the flames burned brightly as the sounds of killing echoed in the sky. With the strength of just five hundred people, Lou Sha Guild fought against more than ten thousand people from the eight gangs of the Jianghu.

The Eight Trigrams Formation rose up, with Yin Yang and the Five Elements helping. Shen Hancheng lured the enemy in, using them as much as possible to destroy the eight gangs in the martial arts world one by one, capturing the thief and the king.

The gangs in the martial arts world were different from the thousands of men and horses who followed the rules. To the soldiers, they had an extra heart for survival.

They all bowed down to the ground and kowtowed.

On that day, he captured no less than five thousand people.

It was also because of that day that Qian Yi asked him whether he should release the people from the sects that had surrendered.

But Shen Hancheng, with a cold curve of her lips, said two words: "Killed."

That was an extremely tragic battle, and it was also the start of Shen Hancheng's brutal and bloodthirsty battle, where corpses were destined to be strewn all over the battlefield.

In this battle, Lou Lan's reputation was greatly shaken. Unexpectedly, the people in the pavilion were united as one to deal with outsiders.

No one in the martial world dared to stir up trouble. Even those who saw the members of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets had to walk away sideways, not daring to stand in the way of the disciples of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets.

And now …

The red brush in his hand stopped, and a faint stream of light appeared at the corner of Shen Hancheng's eyes.