His legs were numb and he walked out of the palace. Before he reached the Zhongying Gate, he saw the beaten Shi Muyuan being carried out of the torture department on a stretcher by the eunuchs. Shi Muyuan was lying on the stretcher.
The court clothes have been taken off, and the body is
The waiter next to him was holding his hands. From a distance, one could see that Shi Mouyuan's buttocks in a white undershirt was covered in blood. Looking at the nervous look on the waiter's face, Nangong Qing knew that this might be a slap in the face.
Not easy.
Nangong Qing deliberately quickened his pace, not wanting to deal with the old fox Shi Mouyuan.
"Master Nangong!" Shi Muyuan called out in a medium voice. Nangong Qing was secretly unhappy because he was getting what he didn't want. Nangong Qing walked quickly to Shi Muyuan and adjusted himself.
Asked in an attentive mood
Waiting: "Prime Minister Shi, can you still take the food?" Nangong Qing himself was so cold that he had goosebumps all over his body. "I will have people send you tonics as soon as I get back home. You have to take care of yourself."
So healthy."
Shi Muyuan snorted disdainfully, "Nangong Qing, you should keep the tonics for yourself. In a few days, you may not even be able to take the tonics." Shi Muyuan's weak voice was mixed with a trace of
His anger was not noticed by others, but it was all captured in the heart of the sensitive Nangong Qing.
"Prime Minister Shi, don't worry too much, lest your worries will delay your body's recovery." Nangong Qing's voice suddenly became colder, without too much hypocrisy.
"Thank you for your concern, Nangong Sect Master. Then I, the injured person, will return home." A trace of gloom flashed across Shi Muyuan's pale face, and it disappeared in an instant. The boy next to him then made a bow to Nangong Sect Master.
He ordered the eunuch to quickly walk outside the palace.
Nangong Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at their leaving figures, with a dangerous aura flashing in his eyes.
Nangong Qing left the palace and got on the sedan waiting outside. The boy outside the sedan handed over a hand-warming copper stove. The stove was burning with the pleasant fragrance of red sandalwood. It had a light and non-tacky feeling.
, Nangong Qing narrowed his eyes and began to think about the words written by the emperor. What kind of unknown is waiting for him? How on earth is the emperor going to deal with this crisis? Is this matter really as simple as the emperor thought?
Why didn't Yue Yao tell him that she was a descendant of the demon world? Besides, he had raised her for more than ten years, and it actually didn't care about this matter.
Not knowing anything about what is true and what is false in this world, Nangong Qing suddenly felt a cold wind blowing through his heart, causing his whole body to tremble. All the questions appeared in Nangong Qing's mind like raindrops outside the window.
In his head, his heart felt like a mess, and he couldn't figure out how to sort it out.
As the sedan swayed, Nangong Qing, who had not slept well since he came down from the battlefield, gradually fell into sleep. There were actually messy things in his dreams, and even a dream was not peaceful. Nangong Qing's sleep was mixed with
A little angry.
The sedan stopped, the boy lifted the curtain and said softly: "Master, we are home."
A gust of cold wind quietly entered, instantly waking up the sleepy Nangong Qing. Nangong Qing lifted up his clothes, handed the heater in his hand to the servant in front of him, and then walked out of the sedan chair.
Looking at Lin Huayan waiting in front of his house, a warmth overflowed from his heart.