After finishing the meal, Yang Ying drank the boiled soup and told His Royal Highness Prince Li to take a good rest. Jingting and Ren Ruyi left the room.
boom!
As soon as the door was closed, Ren Ruyi was filled with jealousy and was about to say a few words, when he saw the Taoist priest who was gentle and gentle just now, with a smile on his face, and his expression instantly turned ferocious and terrifying.
"Are you OK."
Holding Jingting's hand, Ren Ruyi's jealousy disappeared instantly, leaving only worry.
"Last night, Zheng Qingyun sneaked into Yang Ying's room, hugged her, touched her, and almost made her frivolous. If you don't break two of his bones, you have no understanding of Taoism."
boom!
Ren Ruyi hit the pillar beside him with an angry palm, leaving a palm print.
"You wait here, I'm much more professional than you when it comes to torturing people."
Ren Ruyi flicked her ponytail and quickly walked into the room where Zheng Qingyun was imprisoned. Within a moment, a shrill scream could be heard. In just a moment, it turned into a muffled sound.
The Taoist raised his eyes and saw that there was still a hint of burnt smoke in the autumn air. Ning Yuanzhou was leading the people in the mission to push the completely burned door. He raised his head and the withered yellow maple leaves completed their final mission, reflecting the residual blood. The sunset slowly sets.
An hour and a half later, Ren Ruyi opened the door. There was no blood on the woman, but the smell of blood was particularly strong.
Jingting walked into the room carrying the medicine box.
When he came out again, he just said two words lightly, "Alive."
Ren Ruyi walked in again.
This went on until Jingting walked out again and stopped Ren Ruyi who wanted to go in again. Ning Yuanzhou, who rushed over after hearing the commotion, took Qian Zhao and walked in. The deputy master of Liudao Hall, who had seen the world, widened his eyes. I really can’t believe that this pile of rotten meat in front of me is Zheng Qingyun.
After pulling Qian Zhao out, Ning Yuanzhou looked at Jingting with questions in his eyes.
"He is not dead, but he can no longer speak, and has lost the ability to read and write. It is estimated that he only has two months left to live. If someone uses internal energy to keep him alive every day, he can live for half a year longer."
The Taoist cleaned the medicine box and threw away the rag stained with purple and black blood: "But every extra day he lives will be extremely painful for him."
"Why, he has been controlled..."
Ning Yuanzhou stopped Jingting who was going back to the room.
"..."
The Taoist opened his mouth without making a sound, and patted Ning Yuanzhou on the shoulder.
"The mission's defense must be strengthened." Qian Zhao said expressionlessly: "Something must have happened to Yang Ying, otherwise the Taoist priest would have stopped Miss Ren."
"You're right. Go tell Sun Lang to organize patrols with the mission's escorts. Anywhere the mission goes will be carefully investigated, not just the post house or inn, but also the surrounding environment. Are there any Everyone must be checked out, and there must be someone protecting His Highness at all times, and someone must stand guard even when he is sleeping."
"yes."
Qian Zhao nodded, turned and left.
At night.
After blowing out the candles in the room, Jingting lay next to Ren Ruyi, feeling the woman's soft breathing, and gently played with the hair on Ren Ruyi's face with her fingers, revealing the woman's elegant and beautiful face.
Under the dim moonlight, Jingting smiled slightly. He liked looking at her like this. Just looking at her like this made him very happy.
After a while, a faint sound came into the Taoist's ears.
Ren Ruyi slept very lightly, and any sound would irritate her sensitive nerves. As soon as the sound came out, the woman immediately showed signs of waking up.
Seeing the face gradually appearing by the window, Jingting put her fingers on Ren Ruyi's neck, and the woman fell asleep again.
What appeared at the window was Yang Ying's face, and Qian Zhao's head poked out from behind a pillar not far away.
"Master~"
The little girl called Jingting softly.
"What's wrong?"
Jingting opened the window, jumped out of the room, landed in front of Yang Ying, waved to Qian Zhao and told him to rest.
"I... was a little scared. I... had a nightmare. In the dream... Zheng Qingyun was tearing my clothes off. His face was covered in blood and he looked ferocious... Behind him was my brother and sister-in-law, carrying The sword was going to kill me... I ran and ran, and ran to a place where the ground was full of dead people. I saw that everyone was in front, but it felt so far away. Brother Yuanzhou, Brother Qian, Yuanlu and the others were all From so far away, no matter how I shouted... they didn't look back..."
Yang Ying described it with tears in her eyes.
"Silly girl, dreams are all reversed. Aren't your brother Qian and the others in the inn?"
After rubbing Yang Ying's head, Jingting smiled and said: "Besides, your master, I am a Taoist priest. Don't worry, with the master here, I will help you drive away any monsters or monsters."
"Then...master, will you always protect me?"
"Of course, I am your master."
"Then... hook."
The big and small thumbs are imprinted together.
Jingting took Yang Ying back to her room, watched the girl lie down obediently and covered herself with a quilt, while she found a soft cushion and sat on the edge of the bed.
As soon as Jingting sat down, he saw Yang Ying's big eyes blinking. The girl seemed to be sleeping, but her eyes would open from time to time and look at Jingting beside the bed.
"Don't worry, master won't leave."
The Taoist smiled tenderly: "But my disciple is already a big girl now. Men and women are not close to each other, and the master can't stay with you every day. Let your sister Ruyi sleep with you tomorrow, okay?"
"Okay~"
The little princess said in a soft voice: "Master, can you please call me Ying'er from now on? My eldest sister and mother also called me that when I was a child."
"Yinger."
"Hehe~" The girl giggled, closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep.
Beside the bed, the Taoist priest sat cross-legged, his inner energy circulating around the sky, listening to the quiet darkness, but... the quiet time was not long, Yang Ying was not honest when sleeping, the girl kicked off the quilt, frowned, and moved on the bed He moved as if he had a nightmare.
Sighing, Jingting stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, caressing Yang Ying's head with her palms, and the girl gradually calmed down.
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The sudden incident delayed the mission's schedule. Fortunately, the inn's wall was only burned down and the rooms were still there, so the mission could rest for a while.
In the quiet room, Ren Ruyi opened her eyes. The sunlight filtering through the window told her that she got up later than usual today.
"Wake up, let's eat something first."
The Taoist was sitting at a table not far away, with today's breakfast on the table: "I have told Ning Yuanzhou about your mother, and he is willing to help. Let Liu Daotang find a safe place first, and wait for you to use it. After breakfast, I will meet my aunt again, and then my mother can be on her way."
"good."
Ren Ruyi stood up, her red robe covered Linglong in front of Jingting's eyes, sat down at the table, and picked up the bowl of porridge that Jingting had blown to perfection: "What did you do last night?"
"ah?"
"Your spot on the bed is cold. If you just got up early, it wouldn't be so cold. You must have been out last night."
Ren Ruyi put down the bowl in his hand and looked directly at Jingting like a knife: "What did you go out for last night?"
