"What! Is it serious?" Nangong Tianyu was very surprised.
Master Kujie looked at him solemnly and nodded heavily.
"Hey, could it be God's will? The Third Emperor's brother has always been very concerned about his appearance, but now..." Nangong Tianyu felt heartbroken for Nangong Lieye.
Kujie also sighed and shook his head. He had arrived in time. He didn't expect that he was injured so seriously. It was God's will.
"Your Majesty, I'm here to bring you this news, but I think it's better to keep this matter secret for the time being." Master Kujie 'touched' his white beard and said.
"Why! Everyone is worried about him, his mother and concubine are even sicker, and Ling'er, she never believed that the third emperor brother was dead, why didn't she tell him?" Nangong Tianyu couldn't figure it out.
"There are some things that I think it would be better for Ye'er to wake up and handle on her own." A dark light quickly flashed in Kujie's bright eyes.
Nangong Tianyu looked at his unworldly face and frowned, but he believed that the Imperial Master must have his reasons.
In the middle and lower reaches of Minjiang River, the river is wide, the waves are flat, and the waves are misty.
The trees on the hillsides on both sides are lush and green, and the breeze blows gently, making the scenery picturesque.
Next to the green tic-tac-toe terraces, there is a simple thatched house, and next to it is a simple scarecrow. At this moment, it is full of smart birds, which fly into the rice fields from time to time to peck at the newly grown trees.
The tender grains are placed on the other side in a simple earthen pot and brick stove, and something is cooking on it, making smoke.
This place is about half a day's journey from the capital. It is a village on the outskirts of the capital. The villagers in these places are simple, diligent, and hospitable.
Suddenly, an anxious and surprised call came from inside the thatched house: "Master, Master, are you awake?" The person who said this was a middle-aged village woman.
"Yeah." With a difficult murmur, Nangong Lieye finally opened his eyes after four days. The first thing he felt was pain, and his whole body seemed to be falling apart in pain.
"Finally woke up, I'm going to find the master, Liuzi, please help me and keep an eye on it." The village woman ran out happily and called to the middle-aged man who was smoking a hookah.
"The young master is awake? Okay, okay, go quickly, he is by the river." The man who called Liuzi quickly put down his hookah and ran to the thatched house.
Nangong Lieye opened his eyes, and suddenly found that the eyelid of one eye was uncomfortable, could not be fully opened, and was in severe pain. He didn't know what was going on? But everything before was immediately rushed into his mind, and he fell off the cliff.
After falling into the river, he was immediately rushed out by the raging waves. The current was very fast. Even if he knew how to swim, he could only drift with the current. After that, he was knocked dizzy by the rocks under the river, and finally lost his mind.
He was knocked out of a high wave in a daze, and then fell down hard. He didn't know anything after that.
Why did Mo Wushuang's silver whip slip? He clearly saw that the knot around his waist was a dead knot, how could it happen?
Hua Yueling's frightened eyes were imprinted in his mind. Did he hear her heart-wrenching cry? Did she care about him a little? Was she afraid that he would die?
Where is this place? Nangong Lieye's blurry eyes slowly became clear.
"Master, Master, come here, drink some water." The strange man's voice made him frown. He passively drank some water and found that his throat felt much better.
The environment in front of him surprised him. He didn't recognize the man in front of him. Why was he looking at him so strangely, as if he had flowers on his face.
"Ling'er." Nangong Lieye wanted to speak, but realized that he didn't seem to have enough ability to speak out. It seemed that he was seriously injured.
"Sir, this is a 'walled village' by the Minjiang River. You were washed down from the upper reaches. An old man saved you and let you recuperate here." Liu Zi explained.
"Old man?" Nangong Lieye was very confused.
"Well, he is a man who is like a god. My wife has already gone to invite him. He is by the river in front. Young master, how are you? Are you in pain?" Liu Zi asked with concern.
"No." Nangong Lieye wanted to move, but the pain made him cry out in pain.
"Sir, you are seriously injured. Don't move around. You are hungry. I'll get some porridge." Liuzi's brows were furrowed, and there was a look of unbearability in his eyes, which made Nangong Lieye very sad.
Strange, am I so miserable?
"Thank you, thank you." Nangong Lieye realized more and more that something was wrong with him. What was wrong with his eyelids? Why were they so low? And why did he feel uncomfortable on the left side of his face?
When I wanted to move my hands, I found that they were already fixed by the wooden sticks and could not bend. I actually broke my arms. I moved my feet again, but fortunately I could still move.
He couldn't help but think of the scene where he fell. Why did the knot slip away? There was only one reason, and that was that someone had untied it, and that person was Mo Wushuang.
When Nangong Lieye thought of this, his heart was in a frenzy. He didn't know if his guess was right, but this was the only explanation. He suddenly thought that Mo Wushuang almost slipped off the stone that he was standing on. Ling'er thought that
You pushed him down yourself, right?
Nangong Lieye's heart is getting colder and colder. If this is the case, then Mo Wushuang is too deep and scary.
Then he thought of Hua Yueling. It was certain that Mo Wushuang loved Hua Yueling. Could it be that he was afraid that he would snatch Hua Yueling away and kill him? Could it be that what he said was fair competition turned into ruthless frame-up?
While Nangong Lieye was meditating, Master Kujie floated in with a smile. His gray robe, long snow-white hair and white eyebrows surprised Nangong Lieye greatly.
"Master, master." He never expected that this old man was actually his master.
"Ye'er, are you feeling better?" Master Kujie smiled at the peasant woman and nodded, then walked in slowly.
"I, it hurts." Nangong Lieye's words were still weak.
"Well, take these pills first. They can relieve your pain and repair the wounds on your body as soon as possible. However," Master Kujie took out a small bottle and poured three pills for Nangong Lieye to swallow first.
I had given it to him before, so he woke up within four days. Kujie shook his head, this child was really in trouble.
"But?" Nangong Lieye looked at Master Kujie in surprise. He had never seen the master in trouble.
"Ye'er, although Master can save your life, I can't do anything about your face." Ku Jie still said it, but Master prepared this for you. After Master Ku Jie finished speaking, a delicate silver medal appeared in his hand.
Color'mask.
Nangong Lieye's eyes were full of horror, and his hands tied with wooden sticks tried to move, but they couldn't.
"Ye'er, don't be too sad. These are all God's will." Ku Jie looked at the half of his handsome face that was missing and felt pain in his heart. Now he has applied good ointment to him, so
They were all scarred, but there was no skin, and they were uneven and uneven, running from his forehead along the corners of his eyes, like a ferocious centipede, to the edge of his nose.
How could it be? Nangong Lieye only has one thought now, is God too cruel?
"Ye'er, appearance is something external to the body. The most important thing is that you are still alive." The words of the bitter precepts focus on the intestines.
Nangong Lieye remained motionless, not even turning his eyes. He stared at the silver mask in Master Kujie's hand. He couldn't believe that he needed to wear this thing. What if Ling'er saw his face like this? He couldn't imagine it.
, Ling Er, who thought he survived the disaster and could go back to protect him, but if he becomes like this, is it still okay?
"Ye'er, there is a reason why you survived this catastrophe. My master discovered that there is a new internal force in your body. Where did you get it?" Kujie frowned.
Nangong Lieye was still worried about his appearance. When he was asked this question, he looked at his master with helpless eyes. He thought of the Yin-Yang Holy Pool, and suddenly his eyes lit up. Could the hot springs there heal his face?
Kujie wondered why Nangong Lieye seemed so surprised and looked at him with a frown.
And Nangong Lieye was wondering if he should tell his master? No, this was his and Ling'er's secret. He could only wait for his injury to heal before going there. Thinking of this hope, he felt a lot more relaxed.
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"Master, I, I don't know, ate, ate some fruit." Nangong Lieye said in a vague voice.
"Okay, okay, stop talking and take a rest for a while. Don't rush. This internal power is very powerful. Maybe you are a blessing in disguise." Master Kujie looked at him kindly.
"But, my disciples can't be integrated together." Nangong Lieye was about to ask this question.
"Ye'er, don't worry, it will merge slowly by itself." Master Kujie smiled mysteriously, "By the way, I haven't been able to find you in the capital for the past four days, so everyone thought you were no longer alive, but Your Majesty
Master Bian has already explained this, so you don’t have to worry."
"Ah!" He is dead? Then how can he go back?
"Ye'er, my teacher wants to ask you, is your fall off the cliff this time related to Mo Wushuang?" Ku Jie's face suddenly became heavy.
Nangong Lieye was stunned, Master wouldn't even know this, would he?
Kujie knew it as soon as he saw his expression, and sighed in his heart. Sure enough, what was supposed to come would still come.
"Master, he is unparalleled," Nangong Lieye did not dare to say randomly.
"Ye'er, it's inconvenient for me to say more about this. Wait until you recover from your injury and you can dig it out on your own. Don't do anything. Be careful with everything." Kujie looked at Nangong Lieye seriously.
"Disciple understands, thank you master." Nangong Lieye felt heavy in his heart. He would find out. The only thing he was worried about now was Ling'er. After his death, there would be no more obstruction between her and Mo Wushuang. He was good
I'm afraid, if Mo Wushuang is really such a terrible person, how can he look at Ling'er with him?
In the Capital Criminal Department, Hua Yueling, wearing a dark blue outfit, was sitting in her private room, looking at the spy case reports of the past few days, with a cold and charming little face.
"Sister, why are you here? Don't you want to rest for a few more days?" Hua Yujin looked worriedly at her sister who seemed to have changed again. Hua Yueling's little face was smooth and crystal clear, her facial features were more refined, and her whole body was more holy.
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"The matter has not been completed. I cannot neglect my duty. Is there no news about the prince?" Hua Yueling raised her eyes and looked at Hua Yujin.
"Sister, I have searched everything, but there is no trace of the Third Prince." Hua Yujin said heartbroken for her.
"Well, no news is good news." Hua Yueling firmly believed that he was still alive.
The corner of Hua Yujin's mouth twitched and she said, "Brother Mo hasn't been here for several days. Sister, why don't you go and see him?"
Hua Yueling trembled slightly and said, "Do you know where he is now?"
"He is at Tianjiu Building. Xiaomi has gone back. I heard that Uncle Hong is also back. Sister, what happened between you and him? Weren't we always on good terms before?" Hua Yujin said tangledly.
"Yu Jin, there are many things you don't understand. There is no possibility between me and Wu Shuang. I'm sorry for him. If you are free at noon, let's go see him with my sister." Hua Yueling was still very worried about Mo Wushuang.
After all, she cruelly hurt a man who loved her.
"Oh, okay." Hua Yujin nodded. Although he didn't know why, he could tell that my sister seemed to be more concerned about the Third Prince.
Hua Yueling nodded and continued working. She felt very guilty when she thought that she had killed so many brothers in the bunker because of her kindness. Fortunately, many spies had died, and the Canglong Regiment was now leaderless and had no assassins.
Movement, giving them a chance to breathe.
"Miss, the housekeeper of the Third Prince's Mansion would like to see you." A report sounded outside the door.
Hua Yueling was stunned, quickly got up and walked out, and saw Liu Cai walking in with a sad look on his face.
"Princess, what is your prince doing?" Liu Cai's eyes were dim.
"Butler, you don't have to worry. No matter what the rumors say, I believe that the prince is still alive. He may be recovering from his injuries and cannot come back. Everything in the palace remains as usual. I will go back to stay tonight." Hua Yueling consoled him.
Liu Cai's eyes lit up and he said, "The princess is coming back to live?"
"Well, I am the third princess, so naturally I have to go back to live. Let's wait for the prince to come back together." Hua Yueling smiled at him.
"Okay, okay, princess, let me go back and make arrangements first." Liu Cai burst into tears. The third prince finally won the beauty, but where is he now?