Although Liusha didn't understand, since the emperor had given the order, he could only leave with the order.
Wu Qiong touched his neck, and there were still the marks left on him by Feng Qingchen.
Wu Qiong didn't know why Feng Qingchen showed mercy at that time. He didn't kill him at the last moment, but he would make Feng Qingchen regret it!
In Prince Qing's Mansion, the guards were all dozing off with red-tasseled guns in their arms, and even the watchman was weak.
Ever since the new emperor ascended the throne and the Longjin Dynasty was destroyed, Prince Qing Long Yule has been imprisoned in Prince Qing's Mansion, never having the chance to see the light of day again.
It was almost dawn, it was the time when people were most tired, and the staff were slack, so three black figures entered the house, and the guards were not aware of it at all.
"Who?" Suddenly, a guard shouted from inside the room.
Three black shadows quickly hid on the roof.
Ah Qian opened the door and came to check. He looked at the pear tree in front of him, which was rustling in the cold wind, and frowned slightly.
"Maybe it's the wind!" Long Yule's lazy voice came from inside, faintly accompanied by a cough.
Ah Qian quickly closed the door and walked into the room.
In the bedroom, Long Yule sat on the bed with a pale face, and there was a smell of Chinese medicine in the room.
"Sir, are you feeling uncomfortable in the wind?" Ah Qian stepped forward and looked a little guilty, "Just now, my subordinate was too impatient. I'm afraid it's the Emperor's..."
Long Yule shook his head and said: "If he wants my life, Xiaojiu's fate on the day the city is broken will be my fate!"
Ah Qian nodded: "But he trapped you at home, so..."
"It doesn't matter, these years have been very hard anyway, so it's okay to rest at home for a few more days, cough cough!" Long Yule lowered his eyes and coughed twice more.
Ah Qian stepped forward, calmed Long Yule's breath, and said worriedly: "I've been drinking this medicine for so long and it's not getting better. It would be great if Doctor Liu was here. A few doses of medicine will definitely cure the disease!"
The doctor Liu mentioned in Ah Qian's mouth was An Yi. Long Yule smiled and said, "Yes, I haven't seen her for a long time, and I don't know how she is doing now! We are trapped in this small courtyard. What we saw is There is only a piece of sky on the patio, and you don’t know what is happening outside!”
Ah Qian sighed, not wanting to say anything that would make Long Yule sad anymore, but just asked Long Yule to drink the medicine while it was hot.
After finishing the medicine, Ah Qian took the medicine bowl and walked out. After a while, the door was opened again.
Long Yule raised his eyes, and when he saw the three strange men coming in from the door, his expression was very calm.
"If this king's prediction is correct, are you Wu Ting, the envoy of Wuya Kingdom?" Long Yule asked.
Wu Qiong sneered: "How do you know?"
"Although you look gentle and have pure and harmless features, your eyes betray you. There is wisdom and ambition in your eyes, and the belt you wear on your body is the unique black lotus flower of Wuya Kingdom. Before This king has seen it in Wuya Kingdom!" Long Yule pointed to the black lotus embroidered with gold thread on the man's black belt. Although there were only three golden stamens, Long Yule still recognized it.
Wu Qiong sat down and said with a smile: "As expected of the Longjin Supervisor, he has extraordinary knowledge, but it's a pity that you only guessed part of it!"
Long Yule looked up at him and seemed willing to listen.
"I am the emperor of Wuya Kingdom, Wu Qiong!" Wu Qiong said in a deep voice.
Long Yule was startled and very surprised, but he was quickly relieved.
"It seems that Emperor Wu came here today to cooperate with me!" Long Yule said lightly, "Unfortunately, no matter what kind of cooperation, I am not interested!"
