C109

On the night of the Beggar Festival, the moon was high in the sky. The tide of people gradually retreated. The cool wind blew over from the night in the capital, dispersing the heat.

Zhongli Mingye and Soong Jinyu were walking on the stone road.

"A long and narrow bridge, over a thousand jade pendants." Soong Jinyu looked at the night sky in a daze, and as she wobbled along the road, she suddenly recited a poem.

Zhongli Mingye lovingly pulled her to the ground, not allowing her to fall. "Meeting each other is a fortuitous encounter …" He suddenly stopped and thought hard about what to say next.

"What's behind it?"

Soong Jinyu's eyes were bright. At night, she was still like a precious pearl and a star.

Hearing that, Zhongli Mingye was unhappy, he pulled her over unhappily, lowered his head to look at his tender red lips, his mind was in a daze, and he quickly walked toward Mansion of Prince Yu. The guards of the Duke Palace saw Prince Yu pulling a weak little gongzi. They couldn't help but look at each other and smile. Since when did His Highness like this?

"Slow down …"

Unsatisfied that he walked so fast, Soong Jinyu struggled weakly as Zhongli Mingye pushed her into the Bedchamber Hall and closed the door.

She reached out her hand to pull off her hair ribbon, causing her hair to pour down in an instant. The young girl's elegance blossomed.

This way, it would be more pleasing to the eye.

"Before she could react, she kissed him fiercely." "Ugh …"

He was stunned for a moment before reacting. This person … Soong Jinyu was completely confused by his kiss, and unknowingly, she was immersed in his kiss. Suddenly, her arms wrapped around Zhongli Mingye's slim waist, her body powerless as she leaned on him.

Sensing her movements, Zhongli Mingye was overjoyed. In the end, did she like him?

Just as the two of them were deep in thought, there was a knock on the door. Soong Jinyu hurriedly pushed Zhongli Mingye away. His blushing face entered Zhongli Mingye's eyes and he gently embraced her, his hurried breathing slightly calming down. He only heard Qing Feng report from the outside, "Your Highness! Something has happened to Zhongzhou King! "

His expression instantly turned cold. He said gently to the young girl in his embrace, "You should go to sleep first …" These words were spoken as if they were already husband and wife.

After sending Zhongli Mingye off, Soong Jinyu's heart gradually calmed down. She was becoming more and more immersed in the tenderness he gave her. What should she do?

He hid in his quilt and buried himself. The smell of alcohol gradually grew stronger. Exhaustion and tiredness assaulted him as he drowsily fell into a deep slumber.

Ming Ruyi waved his fan as he walked along the narrow path. Moonlight fell on him, adding a touch of elegance.

Before long, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. Who are you? "

In a flash, there were more than ten shadows on the ground. Ming Ruyi's face was cold as he opened his fan with a "hualala" sound.

Not long later, he collapsed in front of the Mansion of Zhongzhou King door, his entire body drenched in blood.

Hearing the sound of the wind, when Zhongli Mingye rushed over, the Mansion of Zhongzhou King was already brightly lit, and basins of blood were coming out from the room. Seeing Ming Ruyi's pale face, the imperial physician only said: The wound was fatal, and I'm afraid there's danger for my life.

Zhongli Mingye did not understand, Ming Ruyi's martial arts were unfathomably profound, how could an ordinary assassin cause him to be in danger? The imperial physician knelt in front of him and pleaded, "Prince, this official is unable to do it. Zhongzhou King, he has no way to save you!"

Royal Uncle... He, was actually going to die …

Suddenly, he thought of someone. Perhaps, she would have a way to save Ming Ruyi.

At that moment, the Royal Uncle could not die, if he died, the imperial court would be in chaos, and the power backing the Royal Uncle would not rest.

He immediately rushed back to the Mansion of Prince Yu, and by the time he reached it, the girl had already fallen into a deep sleep.

"Jinyu, Ming Ruyi's injuries were fatal, I can only ask for your help."

"Soong Jinyu hurriedly arranged everything and entered through the Mansion of Zhongzhou King's back door." You must not let anyone know that it was you who saved him. "

Zhongli Mingye looked at her apologetically, and comforted him: "Don't worry, as long as there's still a breath left, I'll definitely be able to save him." His words were full of confidence and conviction, which made Zhongli Mingye extremely at ease.

Seeing that Ming Ruyi actually breathed more than he could, Soong Jinyu hurriedly took the spirit medicine. After toiling an entire night, Ming Ruyi's breathing gradually calmed down. Although he was still unconscious, his life was saved.

When the sky was about to brighten, Soong Jinyu wrote the prescription down and gave it to Zhongli Mingye. He insisted on taking her home, and watched her yawn all the way, his little face a mask of weariness. Feeling pained, he lowered her body, "Come, I will carry you back!"

"…"

Soong Jinyu's heart was warm, and did not decline. Lying on his shoulder, she could see how firm his every step was. She smiled and asked, "Am I very heavy?"

"It's not heavy, but I'm afraid it might fall onto you …" The slight doting tone in her voice made her fall deeper and deeper into her thoughts.

"Zhongli Mingye..." Soong Jinyu muttered something in his mouth, and gradually fell asleep on his back.

Before he fell asleep, the little head rubbed against his back.

"Hmm? Are you wiping your nose? "

Zhongli Mingye didn't hear what she said clearly, so he carried her back to his residence helplessly and gently placed his on the bed. Let Micui wait on her, "Don't disturb her …"

In the afternoon of the next day, Ming Ruyi finally woke up. His face was pale and weak. Zhongli Mingye said: "With your martial arts, how can this assassin be your opponent?"

After a long time, the person on the bed said with a pale face: "I'm afraid of the person behind all this."

"The news of your injury has been spread. Leave the capital in a few days!"

Zhongli Mingye closed his eyes, the person behind all of them was none other than him. The imperial family's scheme was too deep.

Ming Ruyi thought of something, and said: "Did Jinyu treat my injuries?"

"Didn't you say that you were unconscious?" How did Royal Uncle know? "

He pointed at the bandage on the wound. "I've seen her treat illnesses before …" The corner of his mouth twitched as he smiled, "Jinyu is really this king's lucky star."

Zhongli Mingye frowned, and said: "Don't let anyone know about this, it won't benefit her."

Ming Ruyi could be considered to have benefited from his misfortune, if he had killed all the assassins last night, he might not even have had a chance to live. Thinking about it, the empress dowager was temporarily safe now. The tiredness in his eyes grew. The Emperor had gone too far.

He might as well make the capital even more chaotic before he left.