It was halfway through the night, and the cold wind was even more biting. Ning Chen faintly felt that his legs were starting to hurt again.
The pagoda is ten feet high, and the disabled can no longer die. The green bows and arrow boxes are scattered not far away, exuding a cold light.
This is a good bow, Ning Chen commented.
In fact, he doesn't know what kind of bow is good and what kind of bow is not good, he just judges by feeling.
This bow almost shot him through the cold last time, and this time it almost shot him into the cold. It can be said that there is a deep hatred between them.
The material of the bow is not like wood, but an incomprehensible metal. There are too many weird things in this world, and he can't tell them apart.
The inside of the green bow is engraved with the word broken and mournful.
From today onwards, the green bow is his, and the arrow box is also his.
The way back was a bit far. Ning Chen didn't want to bother, so he walked slowly and leisurely. The wheelchair was crushed on the stone road, and there was a squeaking sound, which was a bit harsh, but it was stronger than emptiness and loneliness.
The dark clouds gradually obscured the moon, and it seemed that it was going to snow again on this damn day, which was unpleasant and unpleasant.
Occasionally, an extremely subtle voice sounded behind him, and Ning Chen knew that someone was following him, and it wasn't one or two.
He didn't bother to pay attention to these, as long as no one killed each other, it was sunny.
There must be a eldest grandson's spies among the people behind him. If he accidentally hurts the wrong person, the fun will be great.
In this world, there are not many people he is afraid of, but unfortunately, the eldest grandson is one of them.
The cold wind at the tail of the clothes was extremely cold, Ning Chen was walking on the road, trembling subconsciously, and the hand holding the wheelchair was slightly stiff.
"Aren't you going to vomit blood again?"
The dullness in his chest made his bad mood even worse. He had already taken medicine at night, and the effect seemed to be mediocre.
Eight hundred taels of silver lost.
The Lingyan Pavilion was already very quiet, and the women in the brothel also needed to rest. They all said that bitches are ruthless and actors are unrighteous, but the ones who are really ruthless and unscrupulous are these self-proclaimed romantic clients.
What Ning Chen hated the most in his life was these so-called romantic talents. Talents are romantic, but behind the romantic are women's blood and tears.
Du Shiniang jumped into the river, Chen Yuanyuan became a monk, Liu Rushi was suspended, and Li Shishining was unyielding.
He is not an angry young man, but if anyone dares to call himself a romantic genius in front of him, he will definitely dump his sole.
"Master Ning"
At this moment, a beautiful shadow slowly came from under the moon, it was Yueling who had just parted.
"You haven't slept so late?"
Ning Chen asked with a hint of surprise on his face.
Yueling glanced at the direction of the pagoda thoughtfully, and replied softly, "I heard some voices just now, so come out and have a look."
Ning Chen understood in his heart, it must be the movement made when the arrow collided with the big black umbrella just now. He didn't expect that Yueling would notice it after being so far apart. It seems that the events of tonight will soon spread throughout the entire imperial city.
Yin He's night is very beautiful, but the gods don't make it beautiful, and it gradually starts to snow.
"I'll take you back"
Ning Chen was worried about Yueling's body and said.
"Um"
Yueling did not refuse. She lived not far from here, less than a quarter of an hour away.
Ning Chen turned the wheelchair by himself, and didn't let Yueling help him push it. It was too cold at night, and the wheelchair would be very cold.
"cough cough"
The cold snow drifted away, it was beautiful, and it was also very cold. Yueling wore a lot of clothes, but she kept coughing softly. It seemed that the two of them had some similarities. They didn't like snow.
After a few days of acquaintance, Ning Chen found that he knew almost nothing about this strange woman, and couldn't help but curiously asked, "Where is Miss Ling's hometown?"
"North Side"
Yueling pointed to the north and said softly.
Ning Chen smiled dumbly. He knew it was the north side, and they were in the north of Daxia when they met. However, since Yueling didn't want to say anything, he didn't ask anymore.
"Master Ning, what is your ideal in life?"
Yueling looked at the far north, a flash of color flashed in her eyes, so bright that it made people dare not look directly.
Ning Chen fell silent, this question was too difficult for him to answer, he used to want to leave the palace, and then he left the palace, but now he has tried every means to go back.
If you really want to say it, you will be able to stand up one day.
A very simple wish that seems out of reach.
"What about you?" Ning Chen didn't answer, but instead asked.
"The world is peaceful and the people are prosperous!"
When she said this, Yueling's beautiful face had no pretence, it was holy and noble, and it was not stained with a trace of dust.
Ning Chen is more silent, he is not as good as her, he always pushes the world for peace because he knows he can't do it.
This is an ideal that cannot be desecrated, but it is also the most difficult to achieve.
Yuelai Inn arrived, Yueling went up to rest, Ning Chen watched the former go upstairs, and then turned the wheelchair to leave.
He sincerely hopes that her ideal will be realized.
After returning to Lingyan Pavilion, Ning Chen sat in front of the bed and looked at the Broken Sorrow Bow in his hand, and immediately turned his body to gently pull the bowstring.
The bow was very stiff, and he had no choice but to continue to exert his strength, urging the infuriating energy to be injected into the bow, but he felt a majestic suction, and the real energy in his body was instantly reduced by 30%.
"No wonder"
Ning Chen frowned and muttered to himself, this bow is indeed strange, and the consumption of True Qi is so intense that ordinary people can't even pull it open once.
Now, he may only be able to pull away at most twice.
This thing is good for life-saving use, it is impossible to use it every time you fight, or you will be exhausted.
Putting the Poshang bow behind him, Ning Chen began to close his eyes and adjust his breath. He had fought too many times recently, and his injuries were just like eating. He didn't take the time to heal his injuries now. If the injury broke out in the next battle, he would be happy.
The night passed quickly, but the dawn did not come as before. The snow slowly descended, dyeing the entire sky of the imperial city into a beautiful white.
Outside Lingyan Pavilion, Ning Chen went out of the room very early, turned his wheelchair to Yin He, and looked at the snow falling on the ice. Gradually, he couldn't help but fall in love with this pure and beautiful scenery.
If it wasn't for the legs, the snow wasn't so bad.
The snow in the imperial city was not large, and it did not affect the travel of the people.
After a night of thinking, Ning Chen finally knew how to get in touch with the eldest grandson, so that Emperor Xia and Xi Gong had some scruples, and did not dare to openly attack.
Unfortunately, this time we have to leave without saying goodbye.
Ning Chen turned his wheelchair and came to the Buddhist pagoda. From the top of the pagoda, he looked at the imperial city in the distance. Then, he took out the Broken Sorrow Bow behind him, bent the bow, took an arrow, and shot it in the direction of Weiyang Palace.
"whoosh"
The iron arrow blessed by the zhenqi of the Scroll of Life is wrapped in silver light, piercing the obstacles of the void, and rushing towards the Weiyang Palace like a meteor.
In the Weiyang Palace, Qing Ning's expression changed drastically, looking at the silver light shot from the sky, the figure swept out three feet and pulled out a long sword that was closest to him, and immediately stomped his feet, flew up, and blocked the terrifying sword with a sword. Arrow light.
With a bang, the long sword couldn't bear its strength and was broken into pieces. Lime's eyes narrowed, and her slender hand reached out to the iron arrow in the silver light.
Suddenly, Li Ning's body was shocked, and after grabbing the iron arrow, she turned around and swept towards the Changsun's palace.
Behind the iron arrow, a moon-shaped jade pendant swayed, and Lime was in a heavy heart. She knew that this was specially reserved by the mother for the kid to save his life. Very few people knew about it, and it was impossible for anyone to threaten it.
As such, this jade pendant must have been shot by Ning Chen himself.
The situation is urgent, Lime has no time to think about why she is so capable, and she is worried about chaos. She is afraid that the former is in danger and urgently needs her and Niangniang's rescue.
Not long after the eldest grandson woke up, the eldest prince was not in the palace, and the ninth princess was locked up because of Ning Chen, so no one would come to greet him in the early morning.
As for the concubines in the palace, they will not arrive until after breakfast.
Qing Ning didn't knock on the door, but pushed in directly, which caused the eldest grandson who was still dressing in the room to frown slightly. It was not because she was blaming, but because she understood Qing Ning's character. If there were no very important things, she would never be so disrespectful.
"What's wrong"
The eldest grandson continued to dress up and asked calmly.
Lime quickly stepped forward and handed over the arrow in his hand, with a worried expression on his face.
Seeing the jade pendant on the arrow, the eldest grandson paused in his dressing hands, thought for a moment, then got up and said solemnly, "Go, follow me out of the palace"
"Niangniang, will something happen to Ning Chen?" Lime asked worriedly.
"No, he wants to tell me that he has an urgent matter to see me," Zhangsun shook his head and said.
At the same time, both the West Palace and the Tianyu Palace reacted. The arrow was too dazzling, and the hidden powerhouses in the palace had already seen it, but no matter what they said, they were slow this time.
No matter how fast the spy's information was, it would take time. When Ning Chen's move reached the palace, the eldest grandson and Qing Ning had already left the palace.
After Ning Chen shot that arrow, he stayed on the pagoda without moving, he was waiting for his eldest grandson to come.
Sure enough, after waiting for a long time, a carriage slowly approached from a distance, with no guards, no palace maids and eunuchs, only Qing Ning accompanied him.
The trust of the eldest grandson is a little heavy. He had the experience of being assassinated once and dared to leave the palace like this, which made the burden on his heart heavier.
However, with his standing so high and the presence of limes, under the heavens, no one can hurt the eldest grandson unless he is in person.
Standing high, you can see far, and the arrow in his hand can naturally shoot far.
The eldest grandson's carriage arrived soon, and there were many spies from Weiyang Palace outside the palace, and it was easy to determine his location.
The carriage stopped under the pagoda, and Qing Ning accompanied the eldest grandson to the pagoda, and saw Ning Chen in a wheelchair at a glance.
"Niangniang, Sister Lime"
Long time no see, Ning Chen didn't know what to say, grinned and said hello.
Seeing the wheelchair under Ning Chen, Qing Ning felt a pain in her heart, and her tears almost didn't fall. She didn't care about the presence of her eldest grandson, she stepped forward and lightly slapped the former on the head.
"Humph"
On the side, the eldest grandson snorted coldly, and at the same time he couldn't bear it, and also had ten thousand dissatisfaction and anger towards this kid.
Time was running out, Ning Chen didn't dare to delay, he turned his wheelchair and walked forward, handing the envelope in his hand, "Niangniang, this letter involves too much, and I really have no choice but to ask you to come out."
The eldest grandson took the letter, glanced at the torn varnish on it, and said lightly, "Have you read it?"
This is the unique flame paint of generals above the barracks general. It is not used for non-very important matters, and demolition of military letters privately is also a capital offense.
Ning Chen scratched his head embarrassedly, if he didn't look at it, how would he know that the matter was serious.
The eldest grandson didn't care. If she really cares, this kid has made too many mistakes, and it's not too many to die a hundred times.
After opening the letter, the eldest grandson glanced at it, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face became more and more gloomy. "What a Beiwuhou!"