The red lines stretched zigzag and spread on the cold and stiff floor. Silver-white divine power rushed out of the blood, and then disappeared into the air, leaving dark traces all over the floor.
"Sister, help...cough, cough!"
"Oh my god, how could my sworn brother be in such a miserable state?"
The woman, who looked much smaller than the man, clearly didn't even turn her head. She was surrounded by strange musical instruments, which were floating and playing, even though there was no one visible to pluck the strings or beat the drum heads.
, playing the Qiang flute. But are those instruments known today? At least some of them are.
The woman picked up her hand and strummed the strings that had stopped on the side again. With just a slight movement, it continued to play on its own. Then her hands continued to do their own thing. A servant next to her knelt on her knees, her hands
His arms were held up high, and there were several books on the plate he was holding. His head was buried so low that it almost touched his thighs, but he didn't know how long he kept this action, and his body didn't tremble at all.
, as if he was born this way.
"Something happened..."
The young man grabbed the hem of her clothes and finally stood up slowly. He was injured somewhere on his body. The girl's clothes were stained with blood stains, but she didn't care and didn't look back. She was waiting for her "adopted brother"
"When she stood up tremblingly, she shrugged disdainfully and lazily patted the man's head with her backhand.
"No matter what you panic, it will be fine. They are just insignificant little characters...Have you brought your prescription?"
They were just walking arrogantly on the street, and no one stopped them. You know, these three were important criminals of the imperial court who had just escaped from prison. But it is strange to say that even those who are quick to dress up are the ones who catch the heads.
, and didn’t even look at them twice.
They were all holding the silver hand stoves that Xiangyin Cult distributed to believers, treating them as treasures, and carefully put their noses up to smell them. People in the streets and alleys all looked like this, with their faces full of intoxication, as if they were carved from the same mold.
It came out. Speaking of which, it makes people feel a little...disgusting.
"What's going on with these people?" Aoyan was puzzled, "They all look like they're drunk."
Passing by some restaurants, even though there was a smell of mushy food inside, it was obvious that the cook had spoiled the food, but no one said anything. The guests were eating the food, which was either raw or black, and occasionally sniffed the hand stove and brought it to them.
It was like eating, and I didn’t feel anything wrong at all.
The street is very quiet. They have never felt that there are so many people but it is so quiet. Except for the minimum necessary communication, there is nothing. Some people even skip these. Misunderstandings are misunderstandings and mistakes.
It's wrong, it doesn't matter.
This is really incredible.
"I think there must be something wrong with the hand stove." Liu Shenghan thought about it, "Do you still remember the small purses we saw in their hands? There might be some kind of fuel or ointment in it, and the smell it gave off was interesting.
Addiction.”
"It is indeed a proper explanation. This way, it will be easier to sneak into the imperial city."
Bai Ya said this because they had already decided what to do. Whether it was chasing the escaped God of Fragrance Gandharva, or continuing to search for Lao Bai whose whereabouts were unknown.
Dad, they all felt that they should meet the mother of the country first. They should explain to her clearly some of the things that happened on the road and the whole story. After all, she had helped them sincerely and cared about the king so much.
Safety. Now that Xiang Shen has run away, we have to tell her quickly.
The security of the palace is no longer so strict, and there are even fewer people. I wonder if this is an illusion. But it is still a palace after all, and there are no cases of people holding hand stoves and smoking fiercely. They broke in from other places, in broad daylight, and there was no
People discovered that if they were in the imperial city of this dynasty, they would be caught by the patrolling guards and taken away as soon as they walked to the base of the wall and looked up.
They were so lucky that they saw Matsukawa Yang strolling on the road. Aoyan immediately waved to him, and he was startled.
"Hey, how did you get in?!"
"I came here." She greeted without any surprise, "How have you been doing lately? Where is the Mother of the Nation? How is the Mother of the Nation?"
Matsukawa Yang looked around, and suddenly pulled Bai Ya's sleeves and pulled several people to the corner. Bai Ya didn't know why, and looked at the boy angrily. But he was stunned for a moment - it was clear that they hadn't been apart for long.
Matsukawa Yang's demeanor already looked very old. In this oldness, he was more tired and sad. His eyes were still a little swollen, and it seemed that he had not slept well.
"Not so good!" Matsukawa Yang glanced at them and complained, but was immediately stunned for a moment, "Huh? Are there a few of you? I remember there was a rude brat with gauze wrapped around his hands."
"He didn't come."
While others were struggling with how to explain, Bai Ya simply said something like this.
"Oh, no wonder it's so quiet."
"You're in a bad mood." Bai Ya said bluntly, "Have you been having a hard time lately?"
Matsukawa Yang frowned: "Don't mention it. Things have suddenly changed recently... The king does not go to court, but hides in his palace every day, never leaving the door or taking a step forward. He used to be very stable, as you all know - suddenly
He changed into a different person, became vicious and violent, even my aunt was beaten, and no one dared to persuade me."
When the three of them heard this, they all felt that the matter was getting serious. The mother of the country said that although they were very different in age, their relationship as husband and wife was very harmonious, and the king treated her very well. Why did he suddenly change his face now?
"what happened?"
"The incense candle...the incense candle is out!"
Liu Shenghan asked: "Are they those soothing incense candles? What's wrong with the ingredients...forget it, maybe you don't understand."
"What do I know? I don't know anything, and no one told me!" Matsukawa Yang cursed as if he was losing his temper.
"Can we go and see it in person?" she asked again, "Has anything happened recently that we need to know about? Please tell us first so that we can meet with the Mother of the Nation. It will waste the Mother of the Nation's time with unnecessary explanations.
, that would be too rude.”
Matsukawa Yang thought that this was indeed the truth, so he told everything about what happened in the past few days. His Majesty's incense candles have been used up for some time, but the incense god has not rewarded new ones. How many times have he met?
times, it is said that the Xiangyin sect is busy with another
The development of spices. This spice can make people get rid of worldly troubles, forget all sorrows, fill the emptiness with happiness, and heal pain with joy. In order to send him away, he also gave the king some experimental spices as an emergency.
What's there
Remember to report any good or bad physical reactions to the leader. Although it sounds like... the king is being used as a test drug, he is still sent away.
However, the medicine in the experiment naturally had many shortcomings. Before long, the monarch seemed to have become a little crazy, always saying that he was dreaming and that he hadn't woken up yet. If he didn't wake up, his real family would be worried.
Those incomprehensible words hurt the mother of the country in her ears, but she could not really comfort them.
He. It turned out that the monarch was going to see the leader yesterday, but the leader said that it was when ordinary people visited Xiangyuan. In Xiangyin Cult, all living beings are equal. If he wanted to see him, he would queue up honestly. The monarch's temperament has been bad lately.
Stable, he immediately became angry and simply refused to get rid of his anger. But in this way, he was still the one suffering.
After listening, the three people realized that except for them, no one knew about Xiang Shen's escape.
Without further ado, they were immediately led by Matsukawa Yang to see the Mother of the Nation. The Mother of the Nation seemed to have moved her residence, and there were no guards at the door. Matsukawa Yang went in and informed them, then came out and let them in directly. Several people were preparing to salute.
But I heard the familiar voice of the mother of the country saying, just sit down at the table.
The tone was weak.
The three of them heard his voice before seeing him, and searched the room with their eyes. After a while, they noticed that the mother of the country was lying on the couch and did not get out of bed. The curtains had been drawn, and there was no palace maid around.
"Are you...sick?"
"I'm fine." The mother of the country said softly, "You have completed two tasks and are still alive to see me now... I am very happy. To be honest, I am really afraid that you will be like the people before and never come back.
"
"It seems we came back late." Bai Ya looked at the dirty bed curtains, "You are in a very bad state now."
The mother of the country was silent for a while. The distance between the table and the bed was not far, because the whole room was not big. The mother of the country finally sat up slowly, dropped her feet to the ground, and slowly opened the curtain. Her eyes were originally on the ground.
, as the bed curtain was opened, he slowly, slowly raised his eyes.
Bai Ya and Ao Yan stood up at the same time.
"What's going on?! You, your injuries..."
The mother of the country also seems to be old, more than ten years old, twenty years old. She should clearly have the face of a girl, but now she is older and more miserable than anyone else. Her eyebrows, nose bones, eye sockets, cheekbones, cheeks, lips
Everywhere...as far as the eye can see, there are
There are bruises and scars of different sizes and severity, some are green, some are red, some are purple. This makes people know immediately when they look at it. No makeup can cover up their injuries. The mature charm of the mother of the nation is still there.
But it makes people feel pitiful and bitter when they see it.
"Did he hit you?" Jun Aoyan was about to scream, but Shenghan told her to keep her voice down so as not to attract others. Aoyan punched the table hard, almost breaking it.
"I fucking despise men who beat women!" Ao Yan cursed in a low voice, "Such people should die and their country should be destroyed!"
"Don't say that..." said the mother of the country, "He thinks that this is a dream, so no matter how hard he hits me, I won't be hurt. He thinks that he just needs to go to sleep, return to the reality he thinks, and wake up again, and I will be injured."
It will disappear and everything will go back to where it started.”
"That's an excuse! Coward! What's the point of expressing anger? What's the point of beating a woman?!" Aoyan scolded angrily.
