The Fifth Highness is still being deceived

Chapter 18

"His Highness Fifth received five hundred lashes, and at the last fifty lashes, I heard that the criminal officials saw the dragon soul leave and went to report to the Emperor of Heaven, who only ordered the execution to continue." Yu Cang said slowly, "The Third Highness was imprisoned. Shensuo was bound and knelt on one side, watching His Highness the Fifth Highness being tortured with his own eyes."

"His Royal Highness returned to the Heaven Realm and confronted the Heavenly Emperor with a sword. The Heavenly Emperor was furious and wanted to remove His Royal Highness's divine book. All the heavenly officials knelt down and asked the Heavenly Emperor to think twice. This matter has just come to an end."

Chu Yanchuan stood under the sacred tree, his robes almost blended with the snow color of Suliang Mountain, he was silent for a moment, and said: "I see."

Yu Cang hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master, why bother to propose reconciliation at this time, His Highness Fifth Highness's youthful nature, it is inevitable that he cannot accept it."

Chu Yanchuan shook his head: "The totems are originally used by the gods, but I suppressed them on the seal of the magic seal. I followed the ignorance of the way. If I go against the way, I will suffer the backlash. I have already used [-]% of the totems." Give it to Your Highness, the remaining [-]% is in my hands, and the backlash will be thrown on me, so if you make peace at this time, Your Highness will be fine."

What else could Yu Cang say, Chu Yanchuan interrupted him softly: "In two months, Yinghuo will keep his heart, the human world will have a dynasty overthrow, and the evil spirits and monsters will take advantage of this celestial phenomenon. I will talk to the Emperor of Heaven. However, he decided to seal the magic seal at that time to completely suppress the evil spirits in the seal."

He looked up at Yu Cang and said, "You know what we are going to do."

"I know." Yu Cang calmly said word by word, "Open the seal and release the devil."

Chu Yanchuan smiled, looked back at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and didn't speak again.

Jing Feirong was lying on the bed, his back was bloody and bloody, the pain was so painful that the dragon scales kept floating under the skin and could not dissipate, his pupils were golden, and the dragon soul restlessly enveloped the flesh.

Even so, Jing Feirong didn't want anyone to enter the hall, whether it was the eldest brother or the third brother, he blocked them with a barrier.That enchantment is connected to his soul, if someone dares to collide, the soul will be scattered based on Jing Feirong's current state.Jing Feize and Jing Feiyun didn't dare to move rashly, they could only stay outside the hall.

Jing Feize was still clinging to the sword, and the point of the sword touched the ground, his robe and hair bun were a little messy, and his expression was cold.Jing Feiyun was even more embarrassed. He was tied up by the prisoner rope and drenched in the rain for a long time. His whole body was soaked and his face was pale.

"You go back first." Jing Feize said, "I'm just watching Feirong here."

"It's okay." Jing Feiyun replied.

They didn't talk to each other anymore, they stayed until dawn, the pear tree branches and leaves in the courtyard moved slightly, the two turned their heads to look, and Chu Yanchuan stepped into the courtyard.

The two were startled at the same time, and immediately saluted: "I have seen the emperor."

Chu Yanchuan nodded towards them, and walked towards the gate of the palace, Jing Feiyun said: "Fei Rong set up a barrier, he is weak, if he opens the barrier forcefully, I'm afraid..."

"His Highness and I haven't signed and left the book yet." Chu Yanchuan turned back and said, "It won't be a big problem if I open the barrier."

He raised his hand and touched the barrier, and Chu Yanchuan's fingertips hooked a blue light, tapped lightly on the barrier, then stepped forward, passed through the barrier, and opened the gate of the palace.

The bloody smell permeated the main hall, Chu Yanchuan walked towards the inner hall, there was no candle in the room, only the blue light at dawn penetrated.The bed curtain moved slightly, and there was a person lying on the couch, half asleep and half asleep.

Chu Yanchuan walked to the side of the bed, looked at Jing Feirong's side face in the dark, and then pinched the back of his neck with two fingers, infusing spiritual power into his body.

The cool and cold spirit flowed through the blood, like a clear spring in a raging fire, the burning pain in the back gradually eased, the dragon soul slowly returned to the body, and the dragon scales faded away little by little.Jing Feirong frowned and moaned, he was in a daze, the spiritual power was so familiar, cool and cool, he thought for a moment that he was just like many years ago, when he was injured, he went to the sacred tree and lay down on the grass Let the sacred tree infuse himself with spiritual power.

But he thought of Chu Yanchuan again, every time the emperor healed himself, he seemed to feel the same way, the emperor and the sacred tree were similar.

where am i now

Jing Feirong was too tired to open his eyes, opened his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice: "It hurts..."

Chu Yanchuan leaned over to his ear and said softly, "Your Highness."

Jing Feirong vaguely heard Chu Yanchuan's voice, and he guessed that he was probably in a dream.In just twelve hours, he seemed to have experienced a lot. The people who were still hugging each other during the day proposed a divorce in a blink of an eye, and he himself mentioned the matter of his father to the Emperor of Heaven, and finally suffered the heaviest punishment since his birth.

Up to now, the conflict is not only because of this deception, but also the scar that existed between Jing Feirong and the Emperor of Heaven.Jing Feirong asked himself, he has never disobeyed the Emperor of Heaven for more than 7000 years, he may be naughty, he may be mischievous, but he always listens to his father.But he just wanted to know about his father, but the Heavenly Emperor concealed it again and again, getting angry again and again, Jing Feirong was impatient.

If the Emperor of Heaven thinks that Jing Feirong's thirst for knowledge can be exhausted just by avoiding it, then he is wrong.

"Dijun..." Since it was a dream, Jing Feirong relaxed, he choked up for a while, and said aggrievedly, "I'm in so much pain."

Chu Yanchuan wiped away the tears from his eyes, and said: "Your Highness, just blame me."

"You are all like this..." Jing Feirong cried, "I feel that I am young, that what I think is unimportant, and that I don't even want to tell me about my biological father..."

"Dijun, you clearly said that I have grown up, why...why do you still treat me like a child..."

"No." Chu Yanchuan's palms were already soaked with Jing Feirong's tears, and he whispered, "I never treated you like a child."

But Jing Feirong burst into tears: "You lied to me...you all lied to me..."

His voice was very hoarse, Chu Yanchuan stroked his hair and asked, "Your Highness, are you thirsty?"

Jing Feirong sobbed and refused to speak any more, Chu Yanchuan went to pour some water and took it back to the bed, coaxing softly: "Your Highness, drink some water and have a good sleep."

Jing Feirong pursed his lips to resist, just sucked his nose and whimpered, Chu Yanchuan looked at him for a while, then raised his head to swallow the tea, leaned over and pinched his chin, and kissed him lip to lip.Jing Feirong was a little caught off guard, subconsciously opened his mouth slightly, his head was still on the side, and the remaining tea flowed down the corners of their mouths onto the pillow.

Chu Yanchuan fed him four cups of water, and after the last cup of water was fed, Chu Yanchuan threw the cup under the bed, held Jing Feirong's side face to kiss him, and licked his lips wet little by little. Touching the tip of his slightly warm tongue.

Jing Feirong was sure that he was dreaming, otherwise how could Dijun kiss him like this.Dijun married him for the sake of the dry marsh. Now that the totem is in his hands, the relationship between them is over. There is no need for Dijun to do this.

With enough spiritual power, the wound on Jing Feirong's back began to heal on its own. Chu Yanchuan raised his head, wiped the water marks on the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and covered him with a quilt.It was already dawn, and the morning light shone on Jing Feirong's side face, the tears were still stained, but his complexion was much better, he still didn't wake up with his eyes closed, and occasionally he groaned in a daze.Chu Yanchuan brought the pacifier to his mouth, Jing Feirong instinctively opened his mouth and sucked it twice, and then he fell asleep more peacefully.

Chu Yanchuan put a bag of white peach preserves beside Jing Feirong's pillow, and then left the hall.The moment he stepped out of the enchantment, he knelt down on the ground pressing his heart, frowning tightly, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Emperor?!"

Jing Feize and Jing Feiyun immediately stepped forward to support him, Chu Yanchuan opened his palms, and the circle of very pale totems had changed from blue to glaring scarlet, scorching hot.The heart blood spat out of the mouth dripped into the palm of the palm, and was quickly absorbed by the totem, and a faint black air rose from it.

Chu Yanchuan took a breath, looked at Jing Feize, and said hoarsely, "Your Highness, there are still two months."

There was no need to say much between them, Jing Feize said in a low voice, "I understand."

The author has something to say: What's going on, Jing Feirong didn't cry yesterday, but the comments are all whining, shame on me!