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Inside Shang Qing Hall, the pale-faced Rong Ting was sitting atop a throne. He looked at the black robed Rong Ling who was still dust worn on her clothes, and the corner of his mouth slowly hooked into a cruel and sinister smile.

"It came later than I expected." After Rong Ting finished speaking, she felt that today's emotions were fluctuating too much, causing him to feel a bit stifled in her chest, so she picked up the tea leaves by his side and took a gulp.

Rong Ling looked at his tottering appearance, sighed, and truthfully said: "She entered the capital two and a half months ago, and then went out for a while, and only returned today."

This time, Rong Ling spoke up once more, "If royal brother Zhenge Sect wants to dissolve, then it's fine, that's the foundation that royal father left behind. Since royal brother feels that it's impossible, it's natural for us to eliminate him as soon as possible."

Rong Ting narrowed her eyes, as she looked at Rong Ling fiercely. After a while, she started to laugh coldly: "You think I don't know what you're thinking? In the past, we knew that amongst the few brothers, you would be even more difficult to deal with than Rong Su! "

Rong Ling had an indifferent face, she did not want to hear Rong Ting spouting nonsense, and directly said: "Your royal brother wants to punish Chendi? Decapitation or imprisonment? "Please issue the edict."

Rong Ting once again slapped the Dragon Throne's arm, and berated: "Rong Ling! What are you doing … Cough, cough cough! "

Rong Ling: "..."

The eunuch started to busy himself with medicine for the Emperor again. Rong Ting didn't take any pills this time and drank the medicinal soup, but after drinking it, her complexion didn't look any better. She continued to cough and then, she coughed up blood.

Rong Ling: "..."

Rong Ling was at a loss for what to do. He asked the eunuch, "Are you not going to ask for an imperial physician?"

It was only then that the eunuch reacted and called out, "Imperial Physician Xuan, Imperial Physician Xuan!"

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Rong Ling: "..."

When Rong Su received the news and rushed over to Shang Qing Hall, she saw a large hall filled with people.

He was worried that the Third Prince all along the way was currently standing in the corner, probably because he was tired from the journey. He stood behind a pillar and pretended to be asleep.

Rong Su's appearance did not attract too much attention, the emperor was sick again, at this moment, the imperial physicians, doctors, and servants of the Shang Qing Palace were all gathered in the hall, everyone was busy treating the emperor first aid.

Rong Su sneaked up to Rong Ling's side and asked in a suppressed voice: "What's going on?"

Rong Ling rubbed between her brows in frustration and said to Rong Su: "You came at just the right time, send me to the Sky Prison."

Rong Su, "?"

Rong Ling cast a sidelong glance at her Emperor s: "I won't waste any energy until he recovers, I still haven't eaten lunch yet."

Rong Su: "..."

Fifteen minutes later, Rong Su understood the sequence of events. As he walked towards the Sky Prison with Rong Ling, he complained on the way: "What are you so stubborn about? Don't you know that he's not well? You pissed him off to death, and I had to clean up the mess, and I told him everything, the child is overjoyed that you're suddenly asking him to ascend to the throne. Isn't that a lie! "

Rong Ling was a little speechless: "It has nothing to do with me."

"Then what did you come back for?" Rong Su reprimanded him: "You know you're worried about him not being able to catch you, you went out to play for a few more months, and just returned after that, I think you did that on purpose, are you trying to find trouble with Rong Ting?"

Rong Ling was too lazy to explain. She was hungry and tired, she just wanted to find a place to have a good rest.

Rong Su sent Rong Ling to the Sky Prison and even ordered a meal. Rong Ling sat inside, Rong Su stood outside, Rong Ling sat inside, Rong Su stood outside, Rong Su stood inside.

"Begging for death." Rong Ling took a bite of the bun and also drank a mouthful of white porridge, then said: "Let him set a date, and execute me secretly."

Rong Su rolled her eyes: "If you want to swindle your life to escape, that's wishful thinking. I thought it was weird earlier, why didn't you return to the Third Prince's Mansion, I should have guessed it right away.

Rong Ling found an excuse: "If he doesn't kill me, he won't be at ease. Rather than dragging things out, it's better to just give him a quick one and let him settle down to be the ruler of his country."

"Then you don't care about matters that fill the capital."

"They did?"

Rong Ling shot a glance at Rong Su, which meant, doesn't this have you?

Rong Su gasped for breath, she asked with a straight face: "Do I owe you?"

After finishing his simple meal, Rong Ling even passed an empty bowl out of the window for Rong Su to accept. Then, he laid down in a thick pile of rice straw and closed his eyes to rest his mind: "I only have three days' time, you better hurry up. Three days later, Grandfather's birthday, we came back in a hurry to make this old man's birthday."

Rong Su: "..."

Rong Su truly felt that she owed Rong Ling in her previous life, how could this person be so shameless?

Rong Ling resurrected from the dead, and the matter of him displaying her skills in Qingzhou became a knot in Rong Ting's heart. It didn't matter if Rong Ling intended to usurp the position or not, since this thorn was already in front of him, not only did Rong Ting have to restrain Rong Su after she ascended the throne, on the one hand, he had to send people to chase after Rong Ling.

If Rong Ling did not appear, Rong Ting would definitely stay on alert. If she was this tense, then Rong Ting, this emperor who already had a short life, would perhaps have a shorter life.

After Rong Ling and Liu Wei discussed it with each other, they decided that since Rong Su was the one to shoulder the burden of the matters of the imperial court, it would be better to take this opportunity to blow them up and escape.

Of course, after Zhi Dong ascends the throne, the title will still be restored and the Zhenge Sect will be rebuilt. But now, isn't this supposed to comfort Rong Ting?

Rong Ling thought quite well. She felt that after entering the palace today, she would be able to go back to prison as she wished and then wait for Rong Ting to kill him. At most, three days would be enough for the plan to end.

But unexpectedly, the plan had only taken its first step when Rong Ting almost died on the dragon throne while her body was still unwell.

Rong Ling did not dare to be careless, he did not have much experience interacting with patients that were seriously ill, and did not know how to talk to him in order to not provoke the new emperor. Now that Rong Su was here, Rong Ling heaved a sigh of relief.

Rong Su left while cursing.

After exiting the Sky Prison, he went to the Shang Qing Palace. After learning that Rong Ting had turned around and was resting in the inner hall, he thought that Rong Ting's body was doing fine, so he went in.

Rong Su asked for Rong Ling's death, and when Rong Ting heard this, she laughed out loud: "Seventh Brother, ah, Seventh Brother, if you're going to be fierce, it's still you who's ruthless. You were clearly joining hands to deal with us just a few days ago, and yet you want to turn against us in such a short time?

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