Ling Yun was finally tricked by He Yuting, his most dependent and trusted father. After drinking the drugged wine in a daze, he fainted and fell to the ground.
There was a low laugh outside the door, and two fit men strode in.
The person in front is none other than Tianxiao gang leader Li Ruiyun.
The person behind is about sixty years old, wearing a green cloth robe, full of energy, face like a crown of jade, thick eyebrows and bright eyes, a nose like a jade pillar, lips like painted beads, three locks of long beard flowing on his chest, holding a floating dust in his hand, and a sword on his shoulder. It looks like a fairy, free and elegant. But it was Taoist Priest Bai Yu, the elder Tianxiao.
Li Ruiyun Shi Shiran walked over with a half-smiling face, revealing an unabashedly unruly and treacherous look.
He glanced down at Ling Yun, who was lying on the ground, and couldn't help but laugh proudly. The smile was sad and deep.
"Ling Yun, Commander Ling, my eldest son, don't you usually think of yourself as shrewd - I didn't expect that you would also capsize in the gutter!..."
His face suddenly changed, as if covered with a layer of frost, and his eyes became cold and terrifying.
"Take him away!..." He turned around and ordered the Tianxiao disciples who followed him.
The people behind him responded, rushed forward without any hesitation, roughly grabbed the unconscious Ling Yun, and pushed him outside.
He Yuting had no expression on his face and just watched blankly as his son was taken out by the group of wolves and tigers in front of him, then gradually moved away, and finally slowly disappeared from his sight.
Li Ruiyun was already elated, with a proud look on his eyes and brows, "Master He took the overall situation into consideration, killed relatives for justice, and helped Mr. Li solve a difficult matter. Mr. Li would like to thank you! Mr. He, we will continue to cooperate in friendly ways in the future! "
He Yuting didn't say a word. He still maintained the same posture as he was looking at the door longingly just now, his expression was motionless, a few strands of scattered hair on his forehead were lying on his pale cheeks, his eyes were empty, and his whole person was filled with a sense of emptiness. Deep numbness and sadness.
Li Ruiyun said: "Li deeply understands Mr. He's mood at this time. However, as the saying goes, those who understand the current affairs are heroes. Ling Yun insists on going his own way and wants to clear up his grievances for Lu Wenzheng. Isn't he just throwing an egg against a stone and seeking his own death?"
"Even if Mr. He doesn't help, we can still catch him. Mr. He is just following the current situation and it is a wise move! Besides, it is very cost-effective to exchange one life for three lives! "
After his reminder, He Yuting regained consciousness. He slowly raised his eyes, even the muscles on his face were faintly twitching.
"Huanyu and Tianci are here, let them go!" he said in a trembling voice.
Li Ruiyun's eyebrows curved, and a chuckle escaped from deep in his throat. He turned his face and looked at Bai Yu.
Bai Yu understood, clapped his hands gently, and several Tianxiao disciples rushed in outside the door, pushing and shoving them to He Yuting.
Looking at it, it was none other than Princess Huanyu, the young master He Tianci and He Yuting's concubine Yu. It's just that the three of them looked confused, confused, and their eyes were straight, as if they were stupid.
He Yuting looked at Li Ruiyun angrily, like a trapped animal, "They...how could they be like this?..."
Li Ruiyun said: "In order to avoid making noise and disturbing others, I took the initiative to take a Jingxin Pill for each of them. However, Master He does not need to worry. This pill is a great tonic and is beneficial to the body. It is harmless to take." You will wake up in twelve hours."
He paused for a moment and looked at the sky outside. It was already the full moon.
Li Ruiyun cupped his hands at He Yuting and said, "Master He, it's getting late. Li is leaving."
With that said, he winked at Taoist Bai Yu and led the crowd away.
He Yuting stared blankly at their retreating figures, feeling that his mind went blank...
Only half of the crescent moon hung in the dark night sky. The pale moonlight was hazy and lingering like a clear gauze, feebly penetrating into the deep and cold Marquis's Mansion.
The surroundings were so quiet that it felt like falling into boundless darkness, which made people shudder. At first glance, it is still endlessly depressing and weird.
When Princess Changqing woke up from the nightmare, it was already the second night.
After understanding what had happened, she was in agony, and her hatred for He Yuting reached its extreme.
"Why, why do you do this?... He is your biological son - tigers are poisonous and do not eat their seeds! He Yuting, is your heart more vicious than an animal?" She said with tears in her eyes.
He Yuting looked at Princess Chang Qing with fear and despair in his eyes. He walked step by step to her brocade couch and slowly knelt in front of her as if he was exhausted.
"Princess, I actually had no choice but to do this! They hijacked Huanyu and Tianci and used them as a threat, saying that they could only keep their mother and son safe by exchanging Zhichao for them, otherwise they would kill them! Tianxiao's People are cruel and vicious, but they can do what they say, so how can I just watch them, mother and son, die in vain?"
Princess Chang Qing gritted her teeth and said, "Then can you bear to send your own son into the tiger's mouth?"
He Yuting's face instantly turned extremely pale, his shoulders were trembling slightly, and his voice was full of indescribable helplessness and sadness, "But isn't Tianci our grandson? Isn't it also the blood of our Lord Marquis's family? ? Besides, he is still so young - can you bear to let him make unnecessary sacrifices?
"Moreover, there are Huanyu and Yu Shi, they are also innocent! Besides, what Li Ruiyun wants now is Zhichao, not them. They were only needlessly involved in this because of the grudge between Zhichao and Tianxiao. In the middle of a dispute, wouldn’t it be too unfair to let them act as scapegoats?”
Princess Chang Qing said: "So, you want my Lin'er to die? He Yuting, don't say anything, I hate you!..."
As she said this, she buried her head in the brocade quilt and burst into tears.
He Yuting felt that his eyes were sore and stinging; he weakly covered his face with his hands, and his throat was so clogged that he could hardly breathe.
"Princess, I understand the pain in your heart, but can you understand the pain in my heart? Ever since I received Li Ruiyun's letter that day until now, I really don't know how I got here these days? On one side is my own Son; on one side are his grandchildren, and Huanyu and the others...
"Who can understand the hesitation and suffering in my heart when I have to decide whether to stay or leave, and where to go? I am afraid that you will be frightened and have to pretend to be happy - Princess, in fact, I am doing this with the overall situation in mind, and it is all for our family! "
He raised his head with difficulty and squeezed out the bitterness in his heart word by word.
Princess Chang Qing felt that her heart gradually cooled into ice. She raised her face slightly, tears mixed with reddish blood kept rolling down her face, and she smiled sadly, as if she was insane.
"For this family? For yourself! - You can even flirt with your own wife and son, and you keep saying, 'All parents in the world have the most sincere love for their children.' ——He Yuting, you are so hypocritical, what else can you make me believe in you now?..."
He Yuting's face turned pale and he was speechless.
At this time, he clearly felt sharp burning pain rising deep in his right chest, rising out endlessly. He knew that it was an old injury from his past that had resurfaced.
Princess Chang Qing said: "If there is anything wrong with my Lin'er, I will never forgive you in my life - get out of here, I don't want to see you again!"
After He Yuting's pale lips trembled for a few moments, he was unable to say a word after all. He only sighed, stood up unsteadily, and walked out with unsteady steps. His back is lonely and fragile.
Princess Changqing lowered her head and began to cry again, like the broken wail of a helpless cub in desperate situation.
The light and the night merge into one, and deathly silence and heartache are mixed together. When a wisp of cold wind blows by, it feels like someone is cutting the soul with a knife in pain.
Du Zhenghai returned to his residence and when he saw Ling Yun's message, he was so angry that he just stamped his feet. He kept scolding Ling Yun for being out of his mind and seeking death, but there was nothing he could do.
At the same time, he was also thinking that maybe everything was not as bad as he imagined. With Ling Yun's shrewd wisdom and adaptability, he could probably avoid the danger and return safely.
But hope is always hope. For several days, Ling Yun disappeared like a yellow crane and there was no news. He could basically be sure that something had really happened to Ling Yun.
What to do, of course, help. Although he also knows that this trip is very dangerous, if he is not careful, he will lose his wife and soldiers, and even his own life will be involved. But is there any other way besides this?
That night, he was dressed in black night clothes and carrying a three-foot long sword at his waist. He walked up and down all the way and arrived at the Marquis's Mansion.
His original intention was to find out about Ling Yun; but as soon as he entered the Marquis's house, he saw He Yuting in the study.
At that time, He Yuting was sitting alone behind the desk, looking out blankly. His face was as numb as a clay sculpture, and there was no sign of wrinkles. The two absent-minded eyes moved occasionally, then fell silent like a dry well.
When a cold sword struck his heart, he woke up from a dream.
"So it's you? It's been such a long time!" He Yuting raised his head feebly and collided with Du Zhenghai's murderous eyes standing in front of the desk, and couldn't help but laugh bitterly.
Du Zhenghai suppressed his anger and said with gritted teeth: "He Yuting, I just want to kill you with one sword! But I have more important things today, so let me let you live a little longer and tell me - where is Ling Yun?"
He Yuting sighed: "So you came here for Zhichao! Alas, if Zhichao can make such a sincere friend like you, he will have no regrets even if he dies."
Du Zhenghai couldn't help being horrified, "What do you mean by this? Did you really...kill him?"
He Yuting's eyes narrowed slightly and he sighed: "You misunderstood. As the saying goes: A tiger's poison cannot eat its seeds. After all, he is also my biological son. No matter what, I will not kill him!"
Du Zhenghai's pupils tightened and he said in a low voice: "Tell me, where is he?"...
