The cave was dark, and the age was unknown. Yin Wenzheng only knew that he fell asleep, woke up again, and then woke up after another sleep. He had no idea what time it should be.
He sat on the spot staring at the burnt fire for a while, and called out in a muffled voice, "Jiangtang Zhou?"
But no one responded. Only then did he realize that Jiang Tangzhou was breathing very heavily.
Fumbling forward, putting one hand on the opponent's face, he realized the scalding temperature. Jiang Tangzhou was burning, and his whole body was hot, which seemed to be higher than the temperature of the fire.
"Jiang Tangzhou?" Yin Wenzheng patted his face lightly with his hand, and called his name, "A Tang? A Tang?"
Only then did Jiang Tangzhou seem to wake up a little bit, and let out a soft hum, his voice was weak and tight: "What time is it?"
"About midnight." Yin Wenzheng made up a random time, "Keep your eyes open and don't sleep."
But as soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Tangzhou fell asleep again with his head tilted. Yin Wenzheng guessed that it was due to the poisonous hair, and for the first time, he felt a little helpless with his dark face.
He carefully leaned the Jiangtang boat against the cave, sat there for about a quarter of an hour, finally stood up, and headed for the exit of the cave.
He removed a gap in the stone that the two of them used to stop the group of "bandits" before, and a ray of light leaked in. It turned out that it was not midnight, but almost noon, but I didn't know it was the first time. At noon for a few days.
Yin Wenzheng knew that he couldn't just sit still, so he took out a chimney-like thing from his bosom, gently pulled it towards the sky, and the sky whistle flew out.
Jiang Tangzhou didn't know what happened after that, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in the carriage.
He fell asleep under a soft and warm quilt, and instead of the strong bloody smell lingering at the tip of his nose, there was a light tea fragrance, which made him almost think that it was just a bad dream he had just now.
"Are you awake?" A familiar voice sounded in my ear, it was Yin Wenzheng.
Jiang Tangzhou pinched his eyebrows: "How did we get out?"
Yin Wenzheng talked about him from side to side: "I just gave you some medicine, and the fever has subsided a bit, but the poison has to wait until you get back."
"No need." Jiang Tangzhou shook his head and asked, "Where are we going back now?"
"Go back to the camp." Yin Wenzheng said, with a gloomy glint in his eyes, he said every word, "Go and see first, I'm back, which brother is the most powerful jumper."
Jiang Tangzhou was not very interested in this matter, he just wanted to lie down and have a good sleep, so he lay down again and closed his eyes.
Yin Wenzheng turned his head, stared at him for a while, tucked the quilt for him, and said nothing more.
In the camp, Emperor Ling Yu stared at the scroll in his hand, but he didn't know whether he had read it or not. In short, his eyes never turned away for a moment.
And Lu Yanfeng, who was waiting beside him, lowered his head to hide the thousands of thoughts in his eyes, he didn't know what he was thinking, the two of them had different thoughts.
Eight of the ten eunuchs who came in to report were dragged out and questioned, so when this one came in, his voice was trembling: "Report, Your Majesty... Tai, Prince, Prince, he, he..."
"If you can't say it, get out." Ling Yujin, who had been waiting by the side, said grumpily, and pointed the sword in his hand directly at his throat.
"The prince is back!" As if wanting his life, a sentence was finally uttered by bald.
Emperor Ling Yu immediately threw down the book and stood up. Ling Xunqin raised his eyebrows slightly, and Ling Xunqin raised his head. As for Ling and Jin, who moved the most, they stood up from behind the desk and asked, "What? The prince is back?"
"Gu is back, Brother Wuhuang seems to be very surprised."
The curtain was lifted lightly, first a pair of boots covered with mud and blood came into everyone's sight, Yin Wenzheng came back as if in a hurry—in short, he didn't change his clothes or shoes, he just came over like this, his face There are even remaining scars, bleeding out, looking as miserable as possible.
"How could it be!" Ling Yujin thought to himself that he was too impulsive just now, forced a smile, and said, "The prince is back, of course he should be happy, and it is inevitable that he will be a little excited."
"Oh, is that so?" Yin Wenzheng looked at him with a smile, his meaning was unclear, "Gu thought it was the fifth emperor's plan that failed, and I felt it was a pity."
"How can the prince speak so nonsense?" Ling Yujin's expression was a little stiff, and he looked at Yin Wenzheng with a forced smile.
"Father," Yin Wenzheng didn't bother to talk to him any more, and knelt on the ground with his hands clasped fists, looked at Emperor Ling Yu, and said with a calm face, "This time, I will definitely not let it go when I escape from birth. Make decisions for your sons and find the murderer."
Emperor Ling Yu's cloudy eyes swept across the people present with different thoughts. He has sat in this position for so many years, how could he not know that each of these sons has their own ghosts, and how unstable his position is?
So for so many years, all he has been doing is one thing - let them fight and let them grab, as long as he doesn't threaten his dragon position, most of the time he doesn't comment.
However, if such a thing as mutilating his brother was brought to light, he would have no choice but to intervene.
"What clue does Lan'er have?" Emperor Ling Yu asked after a moment of silence.
"Of course there are." Yin Wenzheng glanced at Ling and Jin while speaking, revealing a smile of ambiguous meaning, "I specially left the corpses of those assassins this time. There are some answers."
"Then drag the corpse here first." Emperor Ling Yu waved his hand and said, "How is your injury?"
At this moment, Emperor Ling Yu seemed to remember to care about his son, the crown prince, and glanced at him casually.
"Going back to my father, on the way back, my son has already treated his injuries properly. After a month's rest, he should be fine." Yin Wenzheng said, "It's just that the Crown Princess..."
"Oh?" At this moment, Emperor Lingyu turned his eyes a little bit, raised his head to look at Yin Wenzheng, and asked, "How about that Zhen-Prince Concubine?"
"He was poisoned and seriously injured. If he is not treated properly, I want to come..." Yin Wenzheng stopped short, showing resentment, and said word by word, "If the murderer is found, I will definitely not let him go." But, cut him into pieces!"
Ling and Jin on the side didn't know why, but their backs shivered and they shuddered.
Ling Xunqin was very concerned about him: "Fifth brother is very cold?"
"No..." Ling and Jin shook their heads quickly, "No, thank you Brother Sanhuang for your concern."
Ling Xunqin nodded slightly, revealing a smile of unknown meaning.