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Rong Ling encountered these two problems right away.

Seeing Yuwen Yao's current expression, it did not seem like he was joking, but actually had a face full of thoughts, Rong Ling's complexion darkened, his voice sounded like ice: "You cannot meet her."

Yuwen Yao wanted to ask, but Rong Ling waved away his hand, turned around and walked into a nearby alley.

Yuwen Yao did not even think about it, and followed along.

When Yuwen Yao followed her, his excited mood had started to calm down. He wasn't the rash and reckless one after all.

After the initial shock, Yuwen Yao regained his senses, and showed his respect for the great Second Prince as a subject.

"I am being presumptuous, could Second Prince please let me know, exactly what happened in Mr.Liu?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Rong Ling replied coldly without turning his head.

Yuwen Yao lowered his eyes and thought deeply in his heart. He guessed that the two of them must have had some sort of conflict while they were out in the open, or maybe the conflict had turned into a feud. Therefore, Second Prince did not even want to mention the name Liu Wei.

However, since the Second Prince did not mention it, Yuwen Yao had to mention it.

Take a step forward, block Rong Ling's path!

Yuwen Yao said firmly: "Regardless of what relation Your Highness has with the Mr.Liu, only Pei is sick, and cannot be dragged, could it be that Your Highness wants to become enemies with the Yu Wen Family and Yan Clan?"

The situation now was no small matter.

With that said, Rong Ling finally looked straight at Yuwen Yao, his face filled with determination and his expression solemn. Rong Ling paused for a moment, and asked: "You're looking for Liu Wei, for Yan Pei?"

"Otherwise." Yuwen Yao held his head high and asked.

Rong Ling was silent for a moment, then said: "jail of the Zhenge Sect."

"Eh?" Yuwen Yao did not understand.

"Mr.Liu, in the dungeon."

Yuwen Yao was slightly shocked in his heart. A few months ago, Rong Ling had clearly taken care of Liu Wei a lot, but now, it was actually to the extent of personally escorting him into prison.

This Second Prince had always had the name of a cold-faced iron general, and he was even more heartless than a heartless iron general.

With that in mind, Yuwen Yao began to rack his brains.

The current Liu Wei was good or bad, that was good or bad.

Even if it wasn't for Liu Wei, just for Yan Pei, he, Yuwen Yao, would definitely interfere in this matter, and would never let anything happen to Liu Wei.

Yan Pei waited in the carriage for a long time, and what he received was not Yuwen Yao, but a message from his follower.

"Young Master Yan, the eldest young master said that he would be right back. He wanted us to escort you to the palace for the banquet, so that he could meet you later."

Yan Pei frowned, he did not say anything in the end, and only replied with a light sound.

On the main street, the horse carriage was still moving forward quickly, and after a while, Rong Ling and Yuwen Yao arrived at the back door of Zhenge Sect.

There was already someone waiting at the door.

Rong Ling acknowledged her presence and asked, "What about her?"

It went without saying who this "she" was.

The General Wei immediately replied: Master Liu is tired after lunch, I have already rested. Master had instructed me before I went to sleep, if there is nothing serious, I will not wake her up, I will have to travel and rest well, and also said, if general comes back, I will not disturb her, if she wakes up, I will naturally meet you.

When General Wei said these words, he did not feel the slightest bit of psychological burden, as if his actions of disorderly viewing Liu Wei as his first superior was not wrong in the slightest.

But when Yuwen Yao heard this, he felt that something was amiss.

Didn't he say that he would be sent back to the prison, why does it sound like he wasn't going to do that?

Yuwen Yao wanted to ask, but Rong Ling had already walked forward with an extremely fast pace.

Yuwen Yao subconsciously wanted to follow along, but was stopped by the cold General Wei, "The opportunity is very important, no one is allowed to enter!"

Yuwen Yao squinted his eyes, his expression extremely ugly.

, who had already walked in front of them, spoke without turning his head: "Bring Young Master Yuwen to the front hall to wait!"

Only then did General Wei respond, and waved towards Yuwen Yao to invite him in.

In the end, he was still under the roof, so no matter how dissatisfied Yuwen Yao was, he had to endure it with gritted teeth. If not for seeing Liu Wei, why would he send himself to receive this kind of leisure.

Rong Ling, accompanied by Qin Zhong, walked to the second floor of the Sky Prison. This was a single room, and was even a specific cell for first-rate offenders. There were only twelve cells in the entire first floor, and the cells were evenly distributed and tightly sewn.

Qin Zhong brought his own general to the largest cell in the last room, carefully opening the small window on the door, and took a look inside.

Rong Ling slightly frowned, and said: "Open the door."

Qin Zhong hesitated, but when he saw general's cold gaze, he shrugged and opened it honestly.

The heavy iron door opened with a creak. It was different from the darkness outside. The inside of the cell was brightly lit with windows, and the fragrance of birds and flowers couldn't be overstated.

There weren't many windows in the room, but twelve lanterns were lit. The bright white light clearly illuminated the room.

There was a wooden bed with carved railings and different styles from this stone and earth. The bed had a soft pillow, a velvet cover, and the bed was very big. On top of the bed, there was a huge bulge.

The four of them were probably tired from the journey and had not taken a proper rest. Now that they were in bed, they slept exceptionally well.

Rong Ling didn't say anything, but Qin Zhong suppressed his voice even lower and cautiously said: "general, how about we just go out and not disturb Master Liu's sweet dream."

Rong Ling was silent for a moment, his expression did not change, but he walked towards the bed.

The man in the glass stirred and the quilt slipped.

Qin Zhong still wanted to say something, but Rong Ling had already ordered, "Scram!"

Qin Zhong was a little hesitant, but in the end, he didn't dare to disobey the order.

Rong Ling sat on the side of the bed and looked at the four people who were peacefully sleeping.

No matter how well this place was decorated, it was still a prison cell with vengeful spirits and dark auras.

And now, Liu Wei...

His gaze slowly moved down, and finally, Rong Ling's gaze stopped at a high spot on the blanket, his gaze sinking slightly.

Liu Wei might have forgotten, although Rong Ling does not practice medicine, he still has a slight understanding of medicine. Furthermore, pregnancy sickness is not originally a disease that is hard to determine.

He just needed to establish a meridian and he would be able to do it easily.

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