"If anything happens, just do it to me alone, it has nothing to do with anyone else!"
In order not to injure the Prince of Jinling and Princess Huanyu, when the Prince of Jinling, Li Zhishan and others were at loggerheads, Ling Yun stepped forward and stopped a bloody battle that was about to break out; without making any resistance, he just surrendered and let them go. take away……
"Dad, what should we do now?" Princess Huanyu was at a loss and threw herself into the arms of Prince Jinling, crying uncontrollably.
Prince Jinling suddenly came back to his senses at this time, patted his head and said: "Last night, the Holy One made an agreement with me. After the morning meeting, I was asked to take Ling Yun to the Imperial Study Room to see him. I didn't expect that such a change would happen. It messed up our original plan - now we have no choice but to go find the Holy Spirit again!"
"Yes, just now I was only worried about myself. How could I forget this problem?" Huanyu's clear eyes flashed with a stunning light, "Dad, go quickly, it seems that everything can only be relied on My royal brother is here to take charge of the overall situation and turn the tide!"
The situation is critical at this time and rescuing people is like putting out a fire. Prince Jinling didn't have time to say anything else. He just ordered people to prepare the sedan quickly, and then rushed to the palace in a hurry.
Her father left in a hurry, but Princess Huanyu's heart was still in a mess, as if a pile of weeds were growing unbridled. She couldn't calm down and think about anything at all, and just wandered around the courtyard helplessly.
As the saying goes, if you don't care about things, you will be in chaos if you care about them.
In comparison, Zhao Yang, a confidant and family member on the side, was relatively calm. Because after all, he has been in Jinling Palace for many years, has extensive experience and is calm in handling matters.
He smoothed over the chaotic and complicated thoughts, and his mind gradually became clear. He glanced at Princess Huanyu with a keen eye and said, "Princess, my servant suddenly has an idea. I don't know whether to talk about it or not?"
Huan Yu weakly raised her head, her dim eyes full of confusion, "Now that we've reached this point, if there's anything else we shouldn't say, just say it!"
Zhao Yang looked over quietly, his dark eyes thoughtful, "The prince went to see the Holy One just now, but it seems that the Holy One has not left the court yet! If the prince waits until the court is over before going to see the Holy King, wouldn't it be a delay in understanding and saving the great emperor? Is this the perfect time for you, Master?
"The eldest son is now in the hands of people with ulterior motives such as Ding Jinzhi and Li Zhishan. They hate the eldest son deeply and hate him to the core. What should they do if they take the opportunity to take revenge and humiliate him wantonly?"
"Yes, yes, you are right..."
After Zhao Yang reminded her, Princess Huanyu also agreed. But she was flustered at this time and had already lost her opinion, so she murmured and asked: "Then... in your opinion, what should we do?"
Zhao Yang's smart eyes turned, "In my opinion, there is a person who may be able to help the eldest master get out of this temporary predicament."
Huanyu looked at him with wet and misty eyes and said, "Who?"
Zhao Yang said: "Princess Changqing."
A word to wake up the dreamer. Huan Yu suddenly realized: "Okay, I'll go find her now!"...
The sky outside is dark red, dyeing the surrounding clouds a faint blood color, faintly revealing the obscure background behind it, looking strange and deep.
It took a lot of effort to capture the legendary figure who once caused panic in the capital; so as soon as they returned to Dali Temple, Ding Jinzhi and Li Zhishan couldn't wait to order the guards: Bring Ling Yun up quickly!
The key criminals must be interrogated as soon as possible, and disposal and arrangements must be made as soon as possible without any delay.
Because Ling Yun holds too many secrets about the prince, Lu Wenzheng, the court, and even the fate of each of them.
Above the lobby, the atmosphere was solemn. Amidst the powerful sound of drums, the guards stood neatly and solemnly, with bright armor, dazzling swords and guns, all of them majestic and murderous.
"Bring someone to commit the crime!" Li Zhishan said with a gloomy face and gloomy eyes as he patted the table.
Suddenly, there was a sound of dragging chains on the ground outside. Pushed by several ferocious minions, the tall and clear figure walked towards this side step by step, his steps heavy and slow.
Finally arriving in front of the lobby, only a few steps away from the table in front of Li Zhishan and Ding Jinzhi, Ling Yun stopped casually.
His delicate facial features are as frosty as snow, and he is so pale that he is a little sickly; his slanting sword-shaped eyebrows and sharp outlines are like an eagle in the middle of the night, cold and lonely yet powerful; he is alone and independent, like a banished person who is not stained by the dust. He is like a fairy, with a reserve and pride all over his body.
When Li Zhishan saw Ling Yun standing proudly in the lobby without even kneeling, he couldn't help but said angrily: "Ling Yun, how can you be allowed to act wild in the lobby and not kneel down?"
Ling Yun tilted his head slightly, with a hint of contempt and disdain in his eyes, and said coldly: "Sorry, Ling Yun was injured a few days ago and cannot bend his legs."
Li Zhishan raised his eyebrows in anger and was about to get angry when Ding Jinzhi raised his hand to stop him. Ding Jinzhi said softly: "Forget it, Mr. Li, a little impatience will mess up the big plan, just bear with it for a while."
He turned around and said to Ling Yun: "In this case, Ling Yun, you can stand and speak. But you must answer my questions truthfully."
Ling Yun frowned slightly and said nothing.
Ding Jinzhi said: "Ling Yun, let me ask you, where is Lu Wenzheng now?"
"..."
"Is he alive or dead?"
"..."
"Do you have the dragon, phoenix and jade talisman in your hand?"
"..."
"Do you know Feng Lin's whereabouts?"
"..."
silence. Ding Jinzhi's series of questions only resulted in a series of silence. At this time, Ling Yun turned a deaf ear and said nothing.
No matter how good-tempered Ding Jinzhi was, he was a little impatient. He slapped the table and said, "Ling Yun, I asked you a question. Didn't you hear it?"
"I heard it." Ling Yun responded lightly.
"Since you heard it, why didn't you answer my official question?"
Ling Yun's clear eyes flashed, and his voice was low and crisp, "I want to see His Majesty - there are some things I can only say after meeting His Majesty."
Ding Jinzhi said angrily: "Are you saying that I am not worthy of asking you these questions?"
Ling Yun's eyes suddenly became distant, and he said quietly: "Master Ding, Master Li, you and I don't know each other! Others don't know the details of the two of you, don't I still know?"
As he spoke, he raised his head, his deep eyes filled with blood, like fireworks in the sky, exuding danger like an abyss.
"When I changed my appearance and lurked beside you, I saw and heard everything you said, did, and did with my own eyes! You are colluding with Tianxiao's people, and your ambitions are obvious!
"Do you think I will tell you the questions Master Ding just asked? Is it just to let you find the so-called witnesses and physical evidence first so that you can realize your evil plot as soon as possible?"
Ling Yun's low and cold voice came out from his thin lips, and his narrow eyes were full of ridicule and amusement.
Listening to his voice and looking into his eyes, Ding Jinzhi suddenly felt extremely frightened. That kind of panic seeped out from the depths of his heart and swept through his body in an instant. He felt a bone-chilling coldness from the inside out, the kind of coldness that penetrated into the bone marrow, and his whole body began to tremble involuntarily.
In his daze, another handsome and deep face suddenly jumped into his mind, overlapping with the handsome and innocent face in front of him.
That was Ling Yun's father, He Yuting, and his sworn brother, He Yuting, who Ding Jinzhi once regarded as a close friend of life and death.
At that moment, Ding Jinzhi suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He was thinking: "Is the man in front of me really He Yuting's biological son? Wasn't he mistaken at first?
"Except for having the same blood flowing through them, apart from having similar demeanor, behavior, and physical appearance, they are completely different in terms of how they behave, their characters, words, and deeds. It can even be said to be worlds apart!..."
"Master Ding——"
Ding Jinzhi's heart was racing and he had so many thoughts, he just stared blankly at Ling Yun in trance; it wasn't until Li Zhishan called out in warning from the side that he suddenly calmed down.
He coughed to hide the embarrassment on his face, and his demeanor quickly returned to normal.
Li Zhishan glanced at him with a bit of disdain and couldn't help but curse: "What happened to Master Ding today? He kept looking at Ling Yun, feeling that he was the son of his sworn brother and feeling compassion; or was he Are you an old nymphomaniac impressed by his looks?"
"Master Ding, I just said that we can't be polite to this kind of people." He raised his eyebrows casually and spoke in a nonchalant manner.
Then he turned to Ling Yun and glanced at him with disdain in his narrow eyes, "Ling Yun, you said that we are related to Tianxiao's people. Where is the evidence? You just talk nonsense without proof. Be careful what I do to you. The crime of disrupting the morale of the army and making false accusations and frame-ups!"
Ling Yun was the one who suffered the loss. He immediately retorted, "Arson in the prison, escape from prison, lurking in the prison, robbing prisoners in the execution ground... Li Zhishan, you have framed me for so many crimes, Ling Yun still cares about adding this to the list." One piece?"
At this point, he paused slightly, his eyes lingered on him, and he sneered: "Li Zhishan, didn't you just ask me for a lot of evidence that you colluded with Tianxiao? Okay! If you have the guts, we will do it right away. Go see the Holy One, and you will naturally find out in front of the Holy One - then you will know whether what Ling Yun just said was a frame-up, or whether it is evidence of guilt!"
Li Zhishan's heart throbbed unconsciously.
This Ling Yun is simply too terrifying! A few words can get to the point and lead things to the crux. This is clearly the rhythm that forces them into a dead end!
Just imagine, if Ling Yun really met the Holy Sage and revealed all the hidden things, what would be the consequences? ...He didn't dare to think about it anymore.
"You still want to see the emperor, so dream!..."
The muscles on Li Zhishan's face were twitching faintly, and his scarlet eyes flashed with blood-colored cold light. He said word by word: "Ling Yun, I tell you that you will never see the emperor in your lifetime. You are only waiting to see Yan Jun. stop!"
As he spoke, he slapped the wood on the table and shouted sternly: "Come here, you will be punished!"...
