Dianxia Qingcheng

"Master, you are awake."

Chengfeng was standing beside the bed, his eyes full of worry.

Jiang Yubai happened to bring the medicine bowl in, and hurried over to check.

The pulse is stable, but it is still very weak, and the bleeding symptoms in the body are temporarily relieved.

"Come on, drink the medicine."

The medicine bowl was handed to Pei Zheng's lips, but he didn't move.

Jiang Yubai thought that he had just woken up, so he probably didn't have much strength, so he asked Cheng Feng to help him up from the bed.

Unexpectedly, just as Chengfeng helped him sit up, Pei Zheng suddenly raised his hand and knocked over the medicine bowl.

The medicine bowl fell to the ground at once, and the black concoction splashed everywhere.

Jiang Yu's hands were scalded, and he was so angry that he stood up abruptly.

"Pei Zheng! What are you doing crazy!"

Pei Zheng raised his eyelids slightly, and his eyes were covered with red blood.

The action just now exhausted his strength, and now his lips are as pale as snow, gasping for breath, his eyes looking at Chengfeng.

Cheng Feng lowered his head and avoided it.

Pei Zhenghu's heart froze, only to feel a coldness hit him, and the blood all over his body froze.

With a sudden sweetness in his throat, he bent down and spat out a mouthful of blood on the dark bed.

It turned out that after vomiting blood, my body was so painful...

Jiang Yubai quickly pulled his wrist to check the pulse, but Pei Zheng refused to cooperate.

However, he had a lot of internal and external injuries, and he had no strength just after waking up, so he couldn't get out of bed at all.

Unexpectedly, Pei Zheng actually forced his luck to stand up by himself. He covered his chest with one hand and supported the desk next to him with the other.

He was still barefoot without shoes, and the broken bowl of porcelain on the ground was stuck in the soles of his feet, causing blood to flow out.

Cheng Feng wanted to come and support him, but Pei Zheng reached out and grabbed the collar. Pei Zheng had no strength at all, but Cheng Feng didn't dare to break free.

"People...what..."

Cheng Feng said, "Master, go back to the bed and lie down, drink the medicine and then talk about it."

Pei Zheng's eyes were scarlet, "Answer...I..."

Seeing that he could not stand and was about to fall, Cheng Feng quickly supported his arm.

"Master, Your Highness, there is no news about him so far. It has been five days. The wind and snow outside are so heavy, and if you stay for a day, you will freeze to death. Also, there is no need to look for it any more..."

Pei Zheng shook his body and almost fell to the ground.

"Keep looking!" He roared hoarsely, a dizziness hit him instantly, and he had to support the table with both hands to stand firm.

At this time, the little girl who delivered the lunch came in and put the food box on the table lightly. Jiang Yubai asked her to go down and bring in a bowl of medicinal soup.

Then Jiang Yubai walked up to Pei Zheng and looked at him indifferently.

"Mr. Pei, your internal strength has been greatly damaged, and your muscles are fragile. If you force luck again, it will be a trivial matter to lose your martial arts. Do you want to spend the rest of your life paralyzed in bed?"

The veins on Pei Zheng's forehead burst out, and the hand that was holding the table kept shaking. The infuriating qi in his body was rushing randomly, and he was not under his control at all.

"Falling from such a high cliff, you can save your life because you have a strong infuriating protection in your body. If you don't have the inner strength, an ordinary person will definitely have his internal organs cracked and die, and even no bones will be left."

Jiang Yubai's eyes turned red, "Sir Pei, you must be able to understand what I mean. Now that you are awake, I have completed the task that the emperor handed me over. If you drink the medicine on time, I will go back to the palace first. "

After speaking, Jiang Yubai turned to leave, but his wrist was suddenly held.

All the strength of Pei Zheng's body was concentrated in his hands, and the bones of Jiang Yubai's hands creaked as he squeezed. His eyes were red as if he was about to drip blood, and he stared at Jiang Yubai.

"Can you say that again…"

Jiang Yubai ignored the pain in his wrist, and pushed Pei Zheng fiercely with his other hand.

"I'll say it three or four times, and it's the same a hundred times a thousand times! Do you want me to explain to you what it means to have no bones!"

Jiang Yubai couldn't help it any longer. During the five days that Pei Zheng was in a coma, he also went to search under the cliff. He searched for someone aimlessly in the vast whiteness. The sense of powerlessness and despair would be magnified endlessly. .

It took him five days to accept this reality, and he secretly shed tears in the dead of night at night.

But now facing Pei Zheng, he couldn't control his emotions at all, so he yelled out.

"His Royal Highness died, disappeared, disappeared, and will never come back! Is this clear enough! Obviously, it was you who forced him to jump off the cliff, why are you the only one who came back! Why is only you still alive! Your Highness? ...What kind of hatred does he have with you, Your Highness, and you want to drive him to such a desperate situation..."

Jiang Yubai couldn't say any more, and stumbled around and ran out of the door.

Pei Zheng stumbled and knocked over the food box on the table, and the hot food inside was spilled, making his robes dirty, and his hands were also burnt, which was a large area of ​​red.

But he stood there, but felt no pain.

A fiery red and strong figure appeared in front of him, fluttering with the wind on the cold cliffs, beautiful and flamboyant.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, but the figure suddenly ducked back, and then quickly fell.

Pei Zheng's heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly stepped forward to hug the figure, but his arms fluttered.

He continued to move forward unwillingly, and walked towards the door in despair.

As soon as the door was opened, the wind and snow whistled and got in. The sky was bright outside, and the white snow was dazzling.

Pei Zheng's eyes couldn't adapt to the white light, and his eyes were blurred by the stab, and he almost fell to the ground.

He held the door frame, panting slightly, his clothes were thin, and he was completely frozen in an instant.

In the past, he was not afraid of the cold at all, but now the cold weather can make him freeze and lose consciousness.

It may also be because the blood on his body is already cold.

Cheng Feng silently followed behind him, staring at his back at all times to prevent him from collapsing on the ground suddenly.

Pei Zheng only felt that all the strength in his body was slowly being drawn out of his body, and that little inner strength was left.

That's right, when he fell off the cliff, he clearly protected the little man with all his internal strength, resulting in insufficient internal strength in his body, which was why he suffered such a serious injury.

However, how could that little man be left with nothing left?

He doesn't believe it!

He doesn't believe it!

He didn't believe he died like that!

I don't believe that he would just disappear from this world!

-It must be that the group of wastes did not search well, there must be places that have not been found!

Pei Zheng stepped out of the door, stepped on the fresh snow on the ground, and the blood on his feet immediately melted red.

He's going to find it himself!

The heavy snow was still falling, and it fell on Pei Zheng's shoulders, on the insteps, and on the ends of his hair.

It was so cold that even the ice and snow were not enough to melt.

Chengfeng watched his master walk shaky, with **** footprints on the snow behind him, and his heart was sour.

In fact, everyone has already determined that the prince Qi Changyi has fallen to his death on a cliff, and there are no bones left. The emperor has also issued a notice to inform the world.

It's just that not many people know about the existence of the prince, so no one cares.

There were quite a few ministers in the court who had repeatedly advised the emperor to execute the son of Concubine Ning Gui, who had collaborated with the enemy and betrayed the country. However, after so many years, the emperor had shown that he did not want to see the prince at all, so the important ministers gradually stopped protesting.

Now that the prince has passed away, those ministers expressed grief on the surface, but in fact it was too late to rejoice...

Cheng Feng took off his heavy cloak, and quickly stepped forward and put it on Pei Zheng.

"Master, please wait here first, and your subordinates will prepare the horse."

Pei Zheng didn't say anything, Cheng Feng knew that he acquiesced, and hurriedly went to prepare.

Pei Zheng stood alone in the snow, his eyes that were sharp in the past were now pale, and he was in a trance without focus.

His palm, which was hidden under the cuff, had already been scratched with blood.

Whenever he felt like his body couldn't hold up and was about to fall, he would clench a little more until the blood flowed down his fingers, hot, drop by drop, beside his bare feet.

Not far from the promenade, there seems to be another red figure. The figure is moving in his direction, and the red cloak is fluttering behind him. Pei Zheng stared at the figure tightly without blinking. He was afraid that the moment he closed his eyes and opened them, the figure would disappear.

Until his eyes were sore, sore, and blurred, the figure finally came to him.

The hope in Pei Zheng's eyes disappeared instantly, his eyes became cold, replaced by disgust.

It was none other than Qi Bingzhi in red.

She and Pei Zheng's wedding ceremony has not been completed, and she is not Pei Zheng's wife, but now she lives in the Prime Minister's Mansion, in the waterside residence next to the back garden.

Even the palace has been full of high elements because of the prince's affairs these days, but Qi Bingzhi is wearing such a bright red.

"Sir, I heard that you were awake, so I wanted to come and see you quickly." Qi Bingzhi's eyes were full of worry, but he seemed sincere.

"This is your medicine. Hurry up and drink it. It's so cold outside. You just woke up. How could you come out and get cold?"

Qi Bingzhi directed the little maid next to him to deliver the medicine he was holding, just like the mistress of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Pei Zheng didn't take the medicine bowl, but glanced up and down at Qi Bingzhi coldly.

Qi Bingzhi was a little frightened by what he saw, and lowered her head. Only then did she see a big pool of blood under Pei Zheng's feet. She hurriedly held Pei Zheng's arm.

"My lord, your injury is so serious, why didn't Imperial Physician Jiang give you a bandage? It would be a dereliction of duty..."

Unexpectedly, Pei Zheng raised his hand and shook her off. Although he was very weak, his strength was still much stronger than Qi Bingzhi.

Qi Bingzhi fell directly to the ground by his sudden sling, accidentally knocked down the bowl of medicinal soup, and spilled her all over.

"what…"

Qi Bingzhi was hot and exclaimed, and fell down in the snow, tears of grievance overflowing instantly.

"grown ups…"

Pei Zheng looked at her condescendingly, never said a word, and walked past her indifferently.

- The little maid next to her hurried over to help Qi Bingzhi up from the snow. Qi Bingzhi wiped away her tears and looked at Pei Zheng's back, her fingernails slowly embedded in her palm.

Pei Zheng walked to the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion alone. Cheng Feng had already prepared his horses and waited, followed by several teams of guards and janitors.

Although everyone knows that it is impossible to find anything, the Prime Minister insists that they must obey their orders.

- The servant next to him simply wrapped Pei Zheng's bleeding feet and helped him put on his boots.

Pei Zheng got on his horse and was in extremely bad condition. He was dizzy and might fall off his horse at any time.

The palms of his hands were already full of bloodstains, and he couldn't arouse his reason any more. Pei Zheng bit the tip of his tongue violently, and the **** taste instantly filled his mouth.

The smell of blood hits the brain directly, and this blood essence can keep his sanity to the greatest extent possible.

After taking a few deep breaths, he forcibly mobilized the remaining internal strength in his body again. He felt the resistance from all parts of the body. Pei Zheng ignored it, stared ahead, and galloped on his horse.

The army behind them also rushed out, heading straight to the hunting ground outside the Imperial City.

The wind and snow beside his ears were whistling, and the heart in Pei Zheng's chest was beating wildly.

Uneasy, restless, unwilling, unbelievable...

How dare that little man, how dare to leave like this!

Do you want him to marry someone else?

Then why don't you say it, why don't you tell him!

Didn't he want to tell him everything before, even if he was upset and didn't want to hear it, the little man couldn't help but keep mumbling in his ear.

But since when did the villain never feel as close to him as he used to...

He was angry, angry that he was alienated from himself, angry that he kept pushing himself away, trying to escape from himself.

If the villain is willing to bow his head, accept softness, and beg himself softly, then he doesn't need to marry, as long as the villain can come back and stay by his side, that's fine.

As long as he can come back, he will tell him, he will tell him all the things he can't say...

Didn't you agree to wait in the small building, why did you leave silently?

Or because he hurt the third princess, afraid of the emperor to blame?

But if he was there, how could the villain be left alone? If the emperor blamed him, he would also bear it.

Because the little man has done so many things that deviate from his plan, it should be said that he did not know when to start, and he had already encircled that little man in his plan.

To imprison the villain by his side, whether he wants it or not, and use all means, in fact, it is just to keep him from leaving him.

What kind of feeling this is, can't be more clear.

But this is what Pei Zheng, who has lived with cold heart and cold blood for more than 20 years, has never experienced...

The horse galloped into the hunting ground, which was also covered with snow.

He rode his horse into the forest and finally arrived at the bottom of the cliff.

But looking around, the sky and the earth are blurry, the snow is covered for thousands of miles, and the mountains that rise and fall in the distance are also white.

Pei Zheng wanted to get off the horse, but his footsteps were vain. He leaned on the horse's body to stabilize his body, and his boots sank deeply into the soft snow.

He walked forward alone, looking carefully behind every grass and under every tree trunk, even kneeling on the ground to see those deep tree holes.

No…

No…

still none…

Not a single trace of it...

Pei Zheng's knees were numb from the cold. He wanted to stand up, but he couldn't, and fell heavily into the snow.

That little man, who had also been injured at the knee, when the pain was so painful that he couldn't stand up, how did he treat him?

Pei Zheng's eyes were a little blurry, and a heart-piercing pain came from his body.

The people behind them rushed over, and the army dispersed immediately, and began to search carefully under the cliff again.

Chengfeng got off his horse and saw Pei Zheng kneeling under a tree motionless, so he hurried over.

"Master, get up quickly, you can't stand this cold now."

Pei Zheng let him lift himself up, his eyes were gray and out of focus, he just stood firm, and then stepped forward again.

Chengfeng had never seen him like this before, so he could only follow him not far behind.

I once thought that the master is the most cruel and ruthless person in the world. If you don't care about people and things, you will have no weakness. You can always pursue power and position, and always be cold and tough.

But now, he was wrong...

The sky was getting darker.

Pei Zheng walked very slowly, searched for a long time, deviated from the others, and came to a slightly strange ancient pond.

It was freezing cold, but the water in the ancient pond did not freeze, and even exuded a faint heat.

Pei Zheng walked to the ancient pond and looked in, the water was pitch black, reflecting his pale face and scarlet eyes.

He suddenly had a strong premonition that something was wrong with this Gutan.

He raised his foot and stepped into the ancient pond. The water in the pond turned out to be hot, and the warmth penetrated through his limbs, and the wounds on his body did not seem to be so painful.

Continuing to walk in, the water covered his legs, waist, chest...

Seeing this, Chengfeng was anxious on the shore, and it seemed that he was about to jump off immediately.

But the water only reached Pei Zheng's chest. The water in this ancient pond was only so deep.

"Master, I have carefully searched this ancient pool several times, but I haven't found any traces. Come up quickly."

Pei Zheng's body froze, as if the last hope in his heart was suddenly shattered.

He stood there without moving for a long time.

The sourness in the eye sockets could no longer be resisted, it broke through the restriction and flowed out, dripping into the pool of hot water, causing circles and ripples.

Pei Zheng closed his eyes, only to feel that all his strength had been taken away, and his whole body was enveloped by heat, but he seemed to be in a cold winter cellar, his heart was cold, and his bones were cold.

The last infuriating qi in his body had also disappeared, and without any support, his body collapsed and drowned in the pitch-black pool of water.

The warm touch did not cross the top of the head, and the eyes were chaotic darkness, the blood in the heart no longer flowed, and the person in the pool slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the overwhelming blood color was gone, Pei Zheng was lying on the warm bed, and the fire in the room was burning extremely vigorously.

There are scars all over his body, from the inside to the outside, riddled with holes.

The trauma has been completely bandaged, and I can feel that my body has regained a little strength.

But the most deadly is the heart, as if someone had cut the flesh, broken the tendons, and ground the blood, the **** heart was dug out and threw it into the snow to freeze.

Now his body is lying here, but his soul has already fallen down with the person on the cliff forever...

Seeing that Pei Zheng woke up, Qi Bingzhi, who was sitting beside the bed, finally showed some joy. Her red clothes had been changed and she was wearing a plain dress.

"Sir, you're awake, how are you, do you feel better, has the fever subsided?"

With that said, Qi Bingzhi was about to reach out to probe Pei Zheng's forehead, but was stopped by Pei Zheng's volley and held his wrist tightly.

"Sir, what's wrong with you..."

Qi Bingzhi struggled twice, her wrist was pinched even tighter, and the pain made her almost cry.

Pei Zheng waved her hand away and sat up with effort on the bed.

"roll."

Qi Bingzhi's tears suddenly poured out, "Sir, I know you must be very sad now, I, I just want to comfort you, there is no other meaning, I am just worried about you..."

"I said, get out." Pei Zheng stared at the front, his thin lips were bloodless, and the words he spat out were extremely cold.

Qi Bingzhi clenched his lips, and the scar on his palm split open again.

She didn't understand, that person was already dead, why Pei Zheng still refused to take a look at her, for his sake, despite her mother's hindrance, she insisted on being bullied and married, just because she liked him.

"Sir, about Chang Yi, my elder sister is also very sad. When he was alive, he suffered a lot of humiliation and grievances. The third sister is also ignorant and always conflicted with Chang Yi, but Chang Yi said nothing. You can't use a knife at the third sister, it's disrespectful..."

Pei Zheng suddenly turned his head and looked at Qi Bingzhi, his eyes dark and complicated.

Qi Bingzhi thought he was listening, and continued, "Fortunately, the third sister saved her life, otherwise, even if Chang Yi is still alive, I am afraid that the royal father will let his life be worth his life, so he leaves like this. It's a relief

Before she could finish speaking, someone suddenly grabbed her neck.

Pei Zheng stared at her fiercely, "What did you say!"

Qi Bingzhi couldn't breathe, and his cheeks flushed slightly, "Chang Yi, he's already dead, my lord, even if you don't accept it, it's a fact..."

die?

Dare she say he's dead?

Pei Zhengyang threw her to the ground with his hand, and then he coughed violently, a smell of sweetness welling up in his throat.

He lifted the quilt, staggered out of bed, and walked in front of Qi Bing, who had fallen to the ground.

"Fact? What's the truth, did you see him fall off a cliff, or did you see his body?"

Qi Bingzhi was stunned and shook his head, "I haven't seen it, but..."

"But what?" Pei Zheng wiped the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, "Dare to talk nonsense without seeing it? I'll show your face, not because you are the princess, but because you are the queen's direct daughter, you better A little self-knowledge! If you dare to say such things again, I will punish you together!"

Tears kept falling from the corners of Qi Bingzhi's eyes. Pei Zheng's words stuck in her heart. She spent so much effort to come to him, but does he treat herself like this?

"You just like that fool so much?"

Qi Bingzhi suddenly smiled, "Then why did you force him to jump off the cliff?"

Pei Zheng's eyes changed, he squatted down, and pinched Qi Bingzhi's chin.

"You dare, say it again!"

"It's not a good feeling to watch someone who you like so helplessly fall into death, but can't do anything about it."

Qi Bingzhi looked at him and curled the corners of his lips, "Then do you know that he was not stupid before?"