The capital.
A horse galloped over, and the lazy guards at the city gate suddenly tensed up.
Who dares to ride a horse to the city gate in the capital? Could it be some prince's son who is so arrogant
"Stop, stop!" Seeing that he was about to break in, the guard gritted his teeth and stopped him.
"Whoa!" The horse neighed loudly and suddenly stopped while galloping, showing the knight's superb riding skills and control.
The guards looked up and there was no need to ask for the customary pass. They were treated the same as the sons of princes.
Because as long as this guy hasn't disguised himself, everyone in the world will recognize him, and no one will even dare to ask him for the city entry tax.
"King Shura..."
Xue Canghai was not bragging. In the eyes of ordinary people, being number one on the human list was equivalent to being honored by a king, even in the eyes of the government.
This mentality is quite interesting, because people don’t have such respect for the general land list. The next level has to be the first on the land list. Only the first has such a special halo, and it has to be earned rather than passed in as a replacement.
Just like people will remember who won the championship and the gold medal in a competition, few people remember who the runner-up and third place were.
The last time he entered the capital, the fool shouted it out and the whole city knew about it, which caused a lot of trouble. This time, it seemed that it didn't matter. Even if they beat the gongs and drums to shout that Zhao Changhe was coming, so what? Zhao Changhe didn't want to think about these things. He led the horse into the city and went straight to the Tang Mansion.
“Honorable, Honorable!” The members of the Four Elephants Sect’s courtyard hurriedly reported to Zhuque: “King Shura has entered the city.”
Zhuque drank his tea slowly and carefully, "Where is he going? Is he going here or to Huangfu Mansion to look for Shaozong?"
“…went to the Tang residence.”
The air seemed to be quiet for a moment, and inexplicably a little solemn. Xia Chichi glanced at the Venerable Suzaku who was silent for a moment, and sighed: "Chichi, this man doesn't take you to heart, break up."
Xia Chichi had a blank expression on his face.
Zhao Changhe doesn't know I'm here, why is he here... As for Huangfu Mansion, that slutty concubine is usually in the palace, who would go to Huangfu Mansion if they are full... She thought for a moment and said carefully: "Your Excellency, he might enter the palace to steal the concubine."
Suzaku blinked and stood up to leave.
Xia Chichi was stunned: "Where are you going, Your Excellency?"
"Oh." Zhuque said, "I have something to tell Huangfu. Let her connect with Zhao Changhe."
Xia Chichi hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Your Excellency, I want to go in too."
Zhuque frowned slightly. It wasn't that she didn't want to let him in, but whether Xia Chichi's status was suitable for entering. Before this, Xia Chichi didn't even dare to enter the capital. This time she came to the capital reluctantly and never mentioned entering the palace. In the end, she even risked this to see her lover.
But thinking about it again, there is nothing inappropriate. If Chi Chi is really Xia Longyuan's daughter, can Xia Longyuan still kill her? Maybe there will be sparks when the two meet, Zhuque suddenly wants to see.
"The palace is heavily guarded, you can't just sneak in... I can come and go as I please, as for you..." Zhuque thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "If you must go in, you can pretend to be Huangfu's personal maid, but I'll have to make you suffer a little. You have to listen to Huangfu and at least show respect on the surface."
Xia Chi Chi gritted her teeth and said, "It's just a temporary measure. What's wrong with giving her a break for two days?"
Zhuque couldn't hide his smile and left leisurely: "Then you wait, I will go find Huangfu first and ask her to find an excuse to leave the palace and go to the other garden, and then take you in directly. That's it."
In front of the Tang family’s door.
"Please come in, Lord Shura." The guard bowed and said, "The chief is waiting for you in the living room."
It seemed that with the help of the fake king "King Shura", their "His Highness" also spoke up, without any sense of incongruity.
Zhao Changhe strode in and saw Baoqin standing outside the corridor waving a handkerchief from a distance: "Here, here."
Zhao Changhe's solemn mood was shattered by the handkerchief. This is not Wanhua Tower... and the Demon Suppression Bureau is not a brothel.
As soon as he walked to Baoqin, Baoqin immediately cried: "You are here, the young lady has been coughing up blood again recently, please help me take a look..."
Zhao Changhe's heart skipped a beat and he quickly went into the living room.
Tang Wanzhuang was sitting at the table, making tea. The aroma of tea was wafting, and the steam was rising. At first glance, it looked like a fairyland, but her face was once again as pale as paper and she coughed occasionally, destroying all the mood.
It was the end of summer and the weather was extremely hot, but Tang Wanzhuang was still wearing very warm clothes. Although she was not wearing a sable fur coat like when we first met, her clothes were still the thickness that people only wear in spring and autumn.
"Why are you still trying to be so elegant?" Zhao Changhe stepped inside and grabbed her pulse: "Don't move, let me take a look."
Tang Wanzhuang curled her lips and winked at Baoqin.
What that means is, you should go away and stop looking here. I still have to maintain minimum manners.
Baoqin rolled her eyes, stepped back out of the door, and closed it. Who wants to see you, you styes!
However, nothing happened inside that would cause stye. Zhao Changhe felt the patient's pulse, frowning tightly, with a very serious look on his face.
Tang Wanzhuang stole a glance at his expression and whispered, "Don't curse."
Zhao Changhe was so angry that he almost laughed: "You also know that you will be scolded."
Tang Wanzhuang muttered, "I didn't force anything to happen, you can't blame me."
Indeed, she did not force herself to do anything, but the change in the world made her worry and distressed, and the root of her illness was her soul. But how could she not worry? As long as she was still the first seat of the court, still Tang Wanzhuang.
Is it possible unless she really retires
Zhao Changhe sighed, and finally couldn't blame anyone, so he just said: "Do you know how serious your condition is now?" "I taught you medical skills."
"… "
Tang Wanzhuang knew very well that the damage caused by the recurrence of this old disease was more serious than the original one, but she couldn't show her weakness. Once she said "I can't do it anymore, please help me", for the treatment mode of the two people, it was no different from asking for sex.
Zhao Changhe shook his head, walked to the table, got a pen and paper, quickly wrote out a list, and handed it to Baoqin: "Bring these herbs immediately, and also bring a coal stove for boiling the medicine."
Baoqin was very surprised. She thought you were going to eat something in there. It seems that the situation is really serious. She didn't want to think about it anymore. She took the prescription and left quickly.
Zhao Changhe sat back next to Tang Wanzhuang, reached out and held her palm, and silently practiced the Rejuvenation Technique.
This is an advanced rejuvenation technique that has been combined with the healing power of the Immortal Blood Demon Body. Tang Wanzhuang suddenly felt a sense of revival as if spring had returned to the earth surging throughout her body, and it was many times stronger than before.
She stared at Zhao Changhe's face. He was much quieter this time when they met, and seemed much more reliable.
Time flies by as soon as you enter the society. Two years ago, he was a high-spirited and talkative young man, but now he is like the pillar of the family, silently supporting everything.
"I can't blame you." Zhao Changhe suddenly spoke at this time: "Your illness has been recurring, and part of it is my fault. After all, I killed the governor and was in the same group as the rebels. I hope you don't blame me."
Tang Wanzhuang was silent for a moment, then whispered, "I don't blame you."
Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment, forgetting what he wanted to say. It took him a long time to continue: "... I want to see Xia Longyuan, can you arrange for me to enter the palace?"
Tang Wanzhuang was stunned: "Why did you meet him?"
Zhao Changhe said: "Why, you don't want me to be the crown prince? I don't see how he can be the crown prince, so why rebel?"
Tang Wanzhuang was startled: "I will report to him right away and ask him to announce..."
"Don't announce it anymore." Zhao Changhe sighed, "The court officials who follow the rules are indeed respectable, but they are also stupid. This is really contradictory."
Tang Wanzhuang: "... I'm not that pedantic!"
This protest finally broke the solemn atmosphere a little. Zhao Changhe couldn't help but smile: "You are not pedantic?"
Tang Wanzhuang said angrily: "If I were really that stubborn and pedantic, who would kiss you before marriage!"
Explosive killing.
Zhao Changhe blinked his eyes and said, "Then take me in secretly."
Tang Wanzhuang said helplessly: "I can bring you into the palace secretly, but how can I bring you into the inner palace? I can't even enter the inner palace myself, do you expect me to enter the inner palace casually?"
Zhao Changhe was startled: "That won't do!"
Tang Wanzhuang looked at him sideways.
The two looked at each other, and both knew who to contact for this matter.
Tang Wanzhuang said angrily: "You can obviously just go the right way and let him let you in! Ying..."
At the end he shuddered suddenly and couldn't help but groan.
The two of them kept holding each other's hands. During the conversation, Zhao Changhe had been using the Rejuvenation Technique to recuperate her. At this time, it happened to repair some of her injuries. The numbness from the healing process was so intense that Tang Wanzhuang couldn't help herself.
“Your Highness, the medicine is here... la... la..." Baoqin walked in excitedly, then slowly backed away with her eyes wide open.
What was that sound just now...
Zhao Changhe grabbed back in annoyance, and Baoqin suddenly felt an invisible force grabbing the medicine in her hand, as if an invisible big hand was carrying the medicine bag into Zhao Changhe's hand.
With a "bang", the door was closed again by an invisible big hand.
Baoqin squatted on the ground with tears in her eyes, holding her head that was hit by the door.
Zhao Changhe lit the fire in the house and added medicine. Tang Wanzhuang curiously poked her head out and watched Zhao Changhe take out a small bottle of blood and a small piece of meat from the ring.
"What's this?"
"Luckily there is still some blood turtle flesh left." Zhao Changhe boiled the flesh and blood with the herbs, staring at the fire in a trance: "Now your problem is not just the disease itself, but your vitality is overdrawn and weakened. Even if your injury is cured, you won't live long. I have to find a way to replenish your vitality. Fortunately, this blood turtle is the right remedy. But you have to promise me that you will never get injured again before you are completely cured, otherwise even the gods can't save you..."
Tang Wanzhuang opened her mouth, unable to agree to this.
With the world in such chaos, how could she not do anything? As long as she did something, no one could guarantee that she would not get hurt.
Even Zhao Changhe himself knew that this request was almost impossible. He stared at the fire in silence for a while, then suddenly turned around angrily, hugged her in his arms, and bit her viciously.
Tang Wanzhuang's eyelashes trembled slightly and she closed her eyes.
This Da Xia is already a dying candle in the wind, and so is Tang Wanzhuang. Zhao Changhe's so-called blood turtle medicine refining is probably just a patchwork, just like her previous wall-pasting of Da Xia.
There is really nothing to be reserved about in the last moments of life.
(End of this chapter)