The emperor asked Ling Yun to capture the owl demon girl within three days: otherwise, the two crimes would be combined into one and he would be sentenced to death.
When he returned to the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Punishment, facing Mr. Lu's earnest persuasion, Ling Yun made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and fought to the end.
Lu Wenzheng finally became furious. He raised his hand tremblingly and slapped Ling Yun hard on the face!
Ling Yun was defenseless. Under the abuse of Lu Wenzheng's angry slap, his kneeling figure staggered and almost fell down.
His chiseled handsome face was immediately covered by severe pain, a trace of blood slowly seeped out from the corner of his pale mouth, his ears were roaring, and his vision was blurry...
Xu Zhi and Yang Zhen on the side were stunned. It took a long time for the two of them to recover from their panic.
One hurriedly stepped forward to support Ling Yun's shaky figure; the other supported Mr. Lu's trembling body, and repeatedly tried to persuade him.
Lu Wenzheng was so angry that he gasped, "Don't stop me! This stinky boy is stubborn and wants to die. Now I just want to beat him to death! When he was in the palace, he should have been killed by the emperor." Him, that would be the end of the matter, and everyone would be relieved of their worries, and they wouldn’t have to make me angry anymore! I...I..."
The more he talked, the angrier he became, and he raised his palm to hit him again. Xu Zhi hurriedly hugged his arm with both hands, as if coaxing a child, and kept trying to persuade him to calm down.
Then Xu Zhi turned around, looked at Ling Yun with a pair of anxious eyes, and said in an almost begging tone: "Commander Ling, now that things have come to a close, don't be stubborn anymore, just surrender to me. Okay ah?"
Ling Yun nodded bitterly at first, then shook his head feebly. At that moment, he suddenly understood that it was not always instantaneous that a person was covered by a huge cloud of sorrow.
With some difficulty, he broke away from Yang Zhen's arm that was holding him tightly, crawled a few steps on his knees, and finally climbed to Mr. Lu's side step by step.
He buried his head deeply, and a thin layer of red rose like water in a river, slowly spreading throughout his eyes, extinguishing all the light in his eyes.
He whimpered for a long time, and finally made a bitter voice in a muffled voice, "Sir, I'm sorry... just kill Ling Yun..."
Lu Wenzheng opened his eyes angrily, and the veins on his forehead bulged with his heavy breathing. He pointed at him with trembling hands and said: "You... you go... brat, I never want to see you again..."
After some turmoil.
Ling Yun came out of Lu Wenzheng's study in despair, walking forward in a daze, and unknowingly arrived at the back garden of the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Punishment.
He sat down and leaned on the stone railing, staring at the blooming flowers in front of him in ecstasy. He didn't even change his movements for a long time.
He really didn't want to go back to Junma's Mansion, to face Princess Huanyu, to face everything he didn't want to face. He was the only one sitting silently in the wind, lost in thought.
Overhead, birds chirped sadly and returned to their nests. It was dusk, and my eyesight was a little blurry. The boy who served him, Yu Zhu, came over and called him several times, asking him to go back for dinner, but he turned a deaf ear.
What was he thinking about? He was thinking about Lian Nanchun, Princess Huanyu, Mr. Lu, He Yuting and Ying Chuanlin, and everything that had happened in the past few days... He was thinking about what he should do next.
He didn't know how long he had been sitting here, nor how long he would sit here.
All he knew was to sit there blankly, as motionless as a wood carving and clay sculpture. Except for the occasional blink of his eyes, his facial expression never changed.
He was in pain and hesitant, and he wanted to find someone to talk to about his depression and heartfelt feelings, but in the huge capital, he could not find such a person, and no one could understand him.
The sky was filled with dark clouds, pressing down on them.
The wind picked up, flying sand and rocks beat him mercilessly on the face; there was a rumbling thunder in his ears, dull and depressing, making his eardrums buzz.
A storm is coming. He remained motionless.
It's midsummer, so this kind of weather is actually quite normal. A sharp flash of lightning illuminated his face, which was almost bloodless.
The rain finally started pouring down. The wind became more and more violent; the rain became more and more violent, causing the vegetation to bend and petals to fall to the ground.
Ling Yun's clothes were already soaked, and the rainwater flowed down his hair and his cheeks, pouring like a curtain of water, cold. His whole body felt cold, and so did his heart.
Yu Zhu ran over with an umbrella and persuaded: "Commander Ling, what are you doing? It's raining so hard, what can you do if you get soaked? I know you feel bad, but you can't do this to your body. ! If you have a problem, who do you want the younger one to serve?..."
Ling Yun seemed not to hear, his eyes were straight, and he sat numbly on the stone steps, his body still motionless.
Yu Zhu realized that he could not persuade Ling Yun, so he had to run to the study to find Mr. Lu.
Lu Wenzheng was so angry at Ling Yun just now that he heard what Yu Zhu said. He was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time. He slumped on the chair and was speechless for a long time.
Yang Zhen said anxiously: "How can this be done? Is Brother Ling desperate for his life? Is he having trouble with himself or with us? Yu Zhu, go get an umbrella and I'll take him right away Pull it back!”
Lu Wenzheng calmed down and sighed helplessly: "Yang Zhen, I think you don't have to go. Anyway, he can't catch the demon girl Tianxiao, and the emperor will not let him go lightly; this bastard, let him Let it fend for itself and do it on your own, we can’t control it anyway! It’s just right if you commit suicide, once it’s over, everyone will have peace of mind!”
Seeing Mr. Lu's self-defeating look, Yang Zhen felt a little at a loss for a moment. He opened his mouth in embarrassment but said nothing.
Xu Zhi took over the conversation at this time and said: "Sir, please don't say angry words. If there is something wrong with Commander Ling, and others haven't done anything about it yet, you have to cry to death first!"
Lu Wenzheng rolled his eyes and said, "What, I'm going to cry to death? Without this troublesome ancestor, it's too late for me to be happy. Will I cry?"
Xu Zhi looked at the violent weather outside, "Sir, does that mean we don't need to go?"
"You don't have to go!" Lu Wenzheng nodded resolutely. Then he turned his face expressionlessly, looked at Yu Zhu and said: "Yuzhu, you lead the way, I'll go over with you and take a look!"
Xu Zhi and Yang Zhen couldn't help laughing at that moment, and burst into laughter.
Yang Zhen stuck out his tongue and said, "Sir, didn't you just say you didn't care about him? Why are you more anxious than anyone else now?"
Lu Wenzheng was startled for a moment, then said with a straight face: "When did I say I would take care of him? I just went with Yu Zhu to see him!"
As he said that, he turned back to Yu Zhu who was a little stunned and said, "Why are you still standing there? Let's go!"
Xu Zhi and Yang Zhen hurriedly stepped forward to stop them and said, "Sir, you must not do this! It is raining so hard outside and the thunder is so loud. It is very dangerous. You are a man of gold and shoulder the important responsibilities of the country and the court. How can you make any mistakes? ? If you want to go, let me go down!"
Lu Wenzheng still insisted on going, but the two of them grabbed his arms and refused to let go.
Lu Wen was looking at the somewhat forlorn faces of the two people, and felt a sudden sadness in his heart.
He sighed and said: "Alas! You and Ling Yun were originally my right-hand man, and I have always regarded you as my confidant and nephew. Who would have expected that Ling Yun would fall to this level just for a woman? This really makes me disappointed and sad!"
"'Sex makes the mind faint', this is absolutely true. Ling Yun, when will you wake up and repent, and when will you understand the painstaking efforts of this government for you?"
Xu Zhi said: "Sir, don't be sad. In fact, Commander Ling was just confused for a moment. I believe he will wake up soon. Don't worry, we will call him back right away."...
Xu Zhi and Yang Zhen were led by Yu Zhu to the back garden.
Ling Yun was still sitting on the stone steps, motionless, while the strong wind and rain were raging crazily on him. A bright flash of lightning illuminated his pale, dull face.
Yang Zhen could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and shouted: "Ling Yun, what do you want? If you want to die, just die! There is no need to use such a cruel way to torture yourself and torture others at the same time! "
With a bang, he threw a long sword at his feet.
Xu Zhi hurriedly grabbed Yang Zhen and said, "Colonel Yang, what are you doing? Don't be impulsive!"
Yang Zhen said with red eyes: "How can I not be impulsive? Ling Yun, let me ask you, in your mind, Mr. Lu, the princess, and so many brothers from the Shangshu Palace of the Ministry of Punishment - are all of them combined not as good as that one?" Are witches important?..."
Ling Yun stood up unsteadily, his eyes a little hazy, as if he was talking to them, or to himself, "Actually, do you know, she has already broken up with me, and I will never do it again from now on." Met her——
"But why can't you let her go, why do you still want to report her to the police? You are so awesome... Do you have to have a pair of lovers turn against each other and kill each other to be happy? Why are you doing this? …”
Xu Zhi saw that Ling Yun was in a daze, his eyes were blurred, and his figure was on the verge of falling. His heart sank, and he hurriedly supported him and said, "Commander Ling, what's wrong with you? Who were you talking to just now?"
Ling Yun was stunned for a moment. He looked at Xu Zhi dreamingly, as if he was still in a sleepwalking state of mind.
Yang Zhen also saw that something was wrong with Ling Yun's expression; he hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed his arms tightly with both hands, shook his body, and said urgently: "Brother Ling, Brother Ling, what are you doing?" Alright, are you confused?..."
Ling Yun said nothing. He just glanced at the two of them blankly, then gently pushed their hands away, turned around and staggered forward, not looking back no matter how many people behind him called him.
A bolt of lightning flashed across the dark night sky, and a thunderbolt exploded above his head. He only felt a roar in his ears, and his eyes were filled with brilliance, and he didn't know anything anymore...
