But Ling Yun was in a worse mood after experiencing the incident in the tavern. He wandered aimlessly in the streets of the capital, not knowing where he was.
He should go back to the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Punishment. He was afraid that Xu Zhi and Yang Zhen would tease him again and force him to question him. The boring people in the manor would talk about him and harass him again - which really made him tireless.
Let's stay in the hotel. It's getting very late now and the inns are closed. The autumn wind was annoying, stroking the messy hair on his temples somewhat mockingly...
At this time, a group of people came towards them. The two servants headed by them held big red lanterns in their hands. The words "Jinling Palace" printed on them were particularly eye-catching and dazzling.
It’s really not like enemies never get together. It was too late for him to avoid it, because the people from Jinling Palace had already walked in front of him.
He had no choice but to step to the side of the road and get out of the way, hoping that they would pass first.
Unexpectedly, everyone stopped in front of him, led by Zhao Renyi, the steward of the Jinling Palace.
Zhao Renyi glanced at Ling Yun with a complicated expression, cupped his hands at him and said: "Commander Ling, you came just in time, we are looking for you everywhere!"
"Looking for me?..." Ling Yun was stunned for a moment.
Zhao Renyi said: "That's right. The old slave has been ordered by the prince to ask you to come to the house to talk about it."
"Oh?..." Ling Yun was puzzled. He couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Jinling Prince was selling in his gourd, so he had to follow them numbly.
Because the prince of Jinling is the uncle of the emperor of the country, he has high morals and prestige, and his majesty and virtues; his invitation is an order - since he has given an order to come to the palace for a visit, if he refuses to go, it would be too ignorant. .
Although Ling Yun was extremely reluctant, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow the others to the Jinling Palace.
Zhao Renyi let him into the living room, asked him to sit down, and then ordered the servant to serve tea.
Zhao Renyi poured two cups of tea, picked up one of the cups, and brought it to Ling Yun himself. He said in a calm tone: "Commander Ling, please have some tea." After saying that, he also picked up the other cup and drank slowly. Take a sip.
Ling Yun didn't think much, said politely, picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.
Zhao Renyi watched him drink intently, with a meaningful smile on his face.
Then he coughed slightly, his face returned to its original calm expression, and he said calmly: "The prince has some trivial matters and will be here in a moment; Commander Ling, please wait a moment."
Ling Yun said "Oh" absently, lowered his head feebly, and said nothing.
The two of them just sat facing each other in silence.
There was a brief stagnation in the living room at this time, and an unnatural atmosphere slowly flowed in the air, making it suffocating and breathless.
After a stalemate for a while, Zhao Renyi turned around and looked at him up and down with a scrutinizing gaze. There was a faint hint of questioning and questioning in his eyes.
Ling Yun looked at the other party's eyes, which were as deep as the bottom of a pond, and couldn't help but shudder from the bottom of his heart.
Thinking about the terrible and embarrassing things that had happened in the past few days, he felt that his heart was in a mess and his face was also embarrassed...
Ling Yun just sat there in a state of boredom, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles as time passed by every second. The feeling was really painful.
After a while, Ling Yun couldn't sit down anymore, so he stood up, said goodbye to Zhao Renyi: "If the prince has something to do, Ling Yun won't wait for now. Come visit me another day!" With that, he turned and left. .
Zhao Renyi suddenly laughed strangely and shouted: "Commander Ling!..."
Ling Yun was confused by his confused smile. He was confused and suddenly felt dizzy in front of his eyes, and everything in front of him was shaking.
He couldn't help but feel his heart sink, and several thoughts flashed through his mind, thinking to himself: What's going on? Is there something wrong with the tea he just drank? …
Ling Yun had already realized that something was wrong, but it was too late. He reluctantly took a few steps forward while holding on to the chair. Then he could no longer support his shaky body. His vision turned black and he fell to the ground. …
When Ling Yun woke up again, he found that he was tied with ropes and tightly tied to the pillar in front of the hall. Both wrists and feet were tightly clasped by thick iron ropes as thick as thumbs, and his neck was tightly bound by chains, making it impossible to move at all.
He slowly closed his eyes and thought about what had just happened. Looking at the situation in front of him again, he felt his heart become cold to the core. He thought to himself: It's over. Since they are treating me like this, it must be a disaster. Already...
Although I am not afraid of death, it would be too cowardly to die in this way under such circumstances, right?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel discouraged and sighed softly.
At this time, a burst of ferocious laughter came from his ears.
Ling Yun raised his head and saw brothers Li Xuan and Li Wu, the martial arts masters of the Jinling Palace, slowly walking in from outside the hall, with triumphant smiles on their faces; behind them, several wolf-like brothers followed. The tiger's burly man held a leather whip in his hand, looking majestic and murderous.
Li Xuan and Li Wu were both members of the Tianxiao organization. Ling Yun had already known the identities of these two brothers from the training hall before; now that he saw them, Ling Yun already understood eight or nine points in his heart. Why are you here?
Li Wu walked up to Ling Yun step by step. He narrowed his eyes slightly, with cold murderous intent in his eyes, "Ling Yun, death is imminent, what else do you have to say?"
Ling Yun said expressionlessly: "I have nothing to say; I just want to know what crime I committed and the reason why you killed me."
Li Wu snorted and said: "Ling Yun, stop pretending. You are so cowardly that you have ruined the reputation of Prince Jinling's palace and the reputation of the princess - these crimes are enough to constitute ten thousand murders for you." Reason!"
Ling Yun said silently: "I understand, but I still don't understand a little bit: when you treat me like this, is it your own intention or the prince's intention?"
Li Wu was stunned for a moment and said: "What do you mean by this? Is there any difference?"
Ling Yun said: "Of course there is a difference! Prince Jinling is known to be highly virtuous and upright. Even if Ling Yun is really at fault, he will enforce the law impartially and deal with me justly, instead of abusing lynching like he is doing now. Sowing third-rate means, despicable and dirty! So I think this must not be the intention of the prince, but the insidious and vicious instigation of you two despicable villains..."
Li Wu was furious after being scolded by Ling Yun. He raised his hand and grabbed the whip from a big man behind him, and brought the whip down with a vicious blow.
The whip struck Ling Yun loudly from his shoulders to his chest and abdomen. Feeling a burning pain, Ling Yun bit his lip and took a breath, trying hard not to scream.
A blood mark immediately oozed out from his snow-white clothes; the dripping red blood was shocking to the eyes.
Li Xuan watched from the side, but said in confusion: "Second brother, why are you wasting all this effort with him? Just kill him with one sword!" As he said that, he raised his hand and drew the sword, and there was a flash of cold light, cold and gloomy. The tip of the sword was already pressed against Ling Yun's chest.
Ling Yun glanced at him with disdain, sighed and said: "Regardless of the origin of the matter, you can kill people casually without asking the ins and outs of the matter - is it really the consistent style of the Jinling Palace to disregard human lives? I have always thought that Jinling Palace Prince Ling's Mansion is the most reasonable place, but now it seems that I was too naive... Sigh, it's really chilling and chilling to say..."
A cold chill rose in Li Xuan's eyes, and he stared at Ling Yun's somewhat pale face with a pair of deep eyes, and said gloomily: "Ling Yun, stop playing tricks with me! Why should I kill you? You yourself Don’t you have any idea?”
With that said, he no longer allowed Ling Yun to explain anything, and the long sword in his hand went straight forward!
At this time, Ling Yun only felt disheartened. He smiled bitterly and closed his eyes in despair.
At this time, I heard a majestic and magnetic voice shouting in a deep voice: "Stop!..."
Li Xuan's heart trembled, and the sword in his hand froze. Turning around, he saw Jinling Prince Zhao Fu and housekeeper Zhao Renyi hurried in.
In fact, Prince Jinling had been standing outside for a long time; he also heard clearly the conversation between Ling Yun and the Li brothers.
Prince Jinling thought to himself: "The one who knows me is Ling Yun. Although this brat has been causing me troubles and causing endless trouble, which makes me angry, but he also understands my thoughts very well.
Yes, the bad idea of luring him into the house and luring him into the trap was given to me by this piece of shit Li Xuan. The method was more appropriate than Guangming, but the matter has come to this point and there is no room for recovery. But before killing him, it is still feasible to listen to what else he has to say. "
When Ling Yun saw Prince Jinling coming out, he secretly let out a sigh of relief and felt a little relieved. In fact, with his deep inner strength, he had already known that Prince Jinling was standing outside the door, so he deliberately said what he just said, thinking that he could induce the prince to appear and look for opportunities to change. The current situation is not conducive to oneself.
Prince Jinling stood in front of Ling Yun, looking again at this young man who once made him hate him so much that he gritted his teeth, but he also had a complicated emotion in his heart.
His body was stained with blood, and his snow-white clothes were a little messy. His long, straight black hair was now scattered, half-covering his pale and handsome face; his black and white eyes looked dark due to frustration and loneliness. He was a little gloomy and tired, but he still couldn't hide the charming and moving look in his eyes.
Prince Jinling once again collided with Ling Yun's clear and beautiful eyes. At that moment, Prince Jinling's heart began to throb involuntarily, because he felt that the other person's look was so familiar!
He couldn't help but frown, searching every corner of his mind for the origin of this look. He thought to himself: This look is so familiar, who does it look like? …
The butler Zhao Renyi on the side saw that Prince Jinling was just looking at Ling Yun in a daze, so he couldn't help but called him in a prompting voice: "Your Majesty——"
Prince Jinling regained his composure, coughed slightly and said, "Ling Yun, what else do you have to say to me now?"
Li Wu also yelled in a mocking and powerful manner: "That's right, Ling Yun, before you die, if you have anything else to say, please say it quickly. The prince doesn't have the time to waste time with you!"
Ling Yun slowly raised his head and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "Ling Yun is humble and his death is not a pity. It's just about the reputation of the princess and the reputation of the Jinling Palace, so we must tell the whole story clearly, so as to clarify the facts and return the favor. The princess and Ling Yun are innocent. Otherwise, even if Ling Yun dies, he will not die in peace."
Prince Jinling said indifferently: "Okay, you say it!"
