Silver Fox looked at the burn marks on the back of his hand and couldn't help but frown.
When he was young, he was sold to the Central Plains as a slave. When crossing the desert, he was burned by the scorching light of the sun and the hot sand.
The pain of blisters and skin peeling is still fresh in my memory.
Although that gentleman is a very powerful person, he has a body of thin skin and tender flesh, and it hurts so much to be injured like this.
"Lao He, sir...are you okay?" He couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
The middle-aged and beardless man in his fifties turned to look at Silver Fox, who was it if it wasn't the missing man and his father-in-law?
Lao He glanced at the tent and sighed: "Let's go out and talk, my lord has fallen asleep."
After that, he turned around and left the room, and Silver Fox followed him immediately.
After walking down the small building, Lao He sat down in a small pavilion in the yard.
Immediately, a man in black brought fragrant tea and refreshments.
Yinhu glanced at the things on the table and couldn't help but shake his head: "Tao Yunju's snacks, Fei Qulou's tribute tea. Those who know you are on the run, but those who don't know may think you are on public leave."
Lao He held the tea and blew the broken leaves on the tea surface: "If we leave the palace and become as embarrassed as a mouse crossing the street, wouldn't our twenty years of planning be in vain?"
Silver Fox also sat down: "What's going on? The news I received is very unclear."
Lao He sighed: "It's not a good thing to be too curious. Didn't my master send you a message before, asking you to lurk on the spot? I sent you out just to keep you away from disputes and turmoil."
Silver Fox sneered and hugged his chest: "Since he got me out of the black market, I decided to 'commit myself' to him. I naturally have to figure it out if something happens!"
He was originally ordered to transport a large number of weapons built in Northeast Xinjiang to the border in the name of merchants.
With Cang Qiao and Dongchang's tokens, no one dared to check his caravan.
As the mission was about to be completed, I suddenly received an order——
After completing the mission, immediately lurk with the caravan and do not return to Beijing.
He guessed that a big change was about to happen in the capital, so after completing the task quickly, he wanted to send the entire caravan across the border.
Unexpectedly, the Zhou family suddenly blocked the border and sent troops to search and kill him.
When his whereabouts were exposed, he could only act decisively and kill with a few of his cronies to attract the pursuers.
After that, while sneaking all the way, he discovered that after the new emperor ascended the throne, all the institutions related to the provinces, Dongchang and Jinyiwei were basically disbanded.
Even in the health centers and offices that have not been disbanded, the original personnel have either been arrested and imprisoned, or have been dismissed, and all personnel have been replaced.
Most of the original messaging channels can no longer be used.
He simply became distraught and rushed back to the capital to find out everything.
After finally chasing and counter-hunting him all the way, he didn't know until he returned to the capital that such a big change had occurred.
Everyone said that the gentleman was dead, and died extremely tragically——
Together with the late emperor, they were annihilated in ashes in the most gorgeous Qingyun Palace, which symbolized the glory of the dynasty.
But he didn’t believe it! How could that man with so much wisdom die like this?!
Sure enough, he left a code and mark, and soon, he and his father-in-law had someone contact him.
"You fox, sometimes you don't look like a fox, but more like a desert wolf." Lao He shook his head, but his eyes looking at the silver fox were filled with relief.
After that, he carefully explained what happened before and after the palace change.
"That's it!" Silver Fox thought thoughtfully.
He frowned: "But that lord has obviously been planning for so many years, why did he leave the palace in such a tragic and extremely dangerous way?"
Lao He was silent, his eyes a bit sad and sad: "Probably... because he wanted to burn away those unbearable memories, so that the lingering and elusive self, with all the hatred and pain, would be annihilated in the flames."
For some people, they are burdened with too many people's hopes and despairs, and every day and night they live feels like too late.
Otherwise, how could the master suffer from soul-leaving syndrome?
The little empress said that it was a disease caused by unbearable mental pain.
If it weren't for the little empress, Mr. Qiantose wouldn't have the slightest attachment to this world.
Death was never painful to him, but a relief.
If it weren't for the fact that he still had concerns in his heart, then what he would eventually burn would not just be a luxurious Qingyun Palace that symbolized the former emperor's achievements and love.
But the entire dynasty.
The pain of being burned by the fire in Qingyun Palace was more like his own salvation.
A little more pain in his body might relieve a little more suffering in his heart.
Sending a fire to the world will not burn away the endless nightmare of the past.
Everyone knows that the Master values his appearance very much, but who knows that he is actually disgusted by his gorgeous skin.
Lao He smiled bitterly.
Whatever the late emperor liked, his masters all hated, and deep down he was actually disgusted with his appearance, which dominated the harem.
But he had to take good care of it because the late emperor liked it very much.
If one person is inferior to ten thousand people, he will always be inferior to one person.
As a fledgling, he had to kneel before the late emperor and endure everything.
As time goes by, how can my heart not be distorted?
If the young lady hadn't liked his appearance very much, the master would have burned his face with fire this time.
"..." Silver Fox's expression was a little complicated when he heard this.
He sighed: "Then what are you going to do now? Now the officers and soldiers are searching and conducting rigorous investigations everywhere. I see whether the new emperor is really dead, and I also have doubts."
Lao He smiled: "The new emperor is not a fool. If the master doesn't kill him, he will naturally use him to escape."
To put it bluntly, this is also the stage for the master to take revenge on the late emperor——
The master wanted him to die in the hands of his own son. For the late emperor, nothing could be more painful than this.
For King Qin, sending his father to death with his own hands was not a torture.
"The burns on Master's body are still a bit serious now. The key is the arrow in the heart. The arrow is highly poisonous." Lao He sighed.
Silver Fox's eyebrows twisted, and his whole body felt bad: "Poisonous? Then Sir, he..."
Lao He took a sip of tea and said, "The poison seals the throat when it sees blood. The King of Qin specially prepared it to kill Qian Sui. But the strange thing is that the poison has no effect on Qian Sui."
The miraculous doctor Tang discovered the poison when he diagnosed and treated Chitose, and basically did not harm Chitose.
Lao He's expression was complicated and emotional: "Mr. Tang, the miracle doctor, said that it was the blood poison in my body that swallowed up the poison."
It would be no exaggeration to say that I was able to take revenge and save my life thanks to Mrs. Xiao Guanyin and her daughter.
Everyone says that the master is too doting on the eldest daughter of the Ming family, but in fact it is the master who relies on his little empress.
Silver Fox understood: "So, the key now is that the arrow pierced the chest and hurt the heart. The master's cultivation level is extremely high, but he also needs to rest?"
"Yes, there are also those burns on his body. Master often falls asleep now. When his injuries get better, we will set off."
Lao Hedao.
Silver Fox couldn't help but ask: "After your injury is healed, where are you going next? Do you want to tell the eldest lady of the Ming family?"
Lao He stopped pouring tea and looked helpless: "My master is ill now. In order to avoid the pursuit of the new emperor, the eldest lady of the Ming family has covered up her whereabouts. We can only wait for my master to wake up."
Let’s see what he plans.”
The master is now very ill and sleepy most of the time.
It is most suitable for a warrior to repair his body while sleeping.
Lao He paused: "As for where we are going."
His eyes were sharp and deep: "Of course I'm going where the master should go."
The nine-thousand-year-old Cang Qiao has been reduced to ashes in front of everyone.
It is time for the late emperor's son to return to the world from the abyss.
