C2 Vegetative Heart Meridian

Red bill, green screen window.

A small censer emitted a faint fragrance. Beside the stove, a man was sitting with his legs crossed. He looked very relaxed. He wore a golden crown, a bronze sword, and a green jade pendant at his waist. "After getting rid of his military uniform, he became a dashing young master.

He raised his gaze from the yellowing scroll and met the pair of eyes on the pillar — not that the pillar had suddenly grown eyes, but that it had a person tied to it.

The woman was tied up in such an ingenious way that all the exaggerated parts of her body were exposed as much as possible. In the heyday of the slave trade, it was used to bind female slaves. When the female slaves were sold in the market, it added a pitiful charm, making the buyers feel cute.

The way women were tied up now was a form of display waiting to be sold.

Her eyes widened. Perhaps she just realized her situation at this moment. She couldn't help but reveal an intense fear and helplessness. With a twist of her body, not only did the rope not loosen up, it even tightened around her.

"Little girl, don't move. The more you struggle, the harder these cowhide tendons will be tied up."

He raised the book and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I've already read it. This scripture of the heart of a virgin can only teach you how to please a man, but it will never teach you how to run away."

This scroll was something he had found on her body.

Her tattered clothes were thrown to the side, a young girl in linen clothes, and her rough fingers. How could such a destitute woman have a virgin heart scripture?

It was a textbook on living in the spring.

Her eyes were wide open, a strange blue in them. There was no anger, no hatred, not even the fear of a captured enemy — just confusion.

This confusion came from her bones, just like how she did not know why she was lying here the moment she woke up.

It didn't match her face at all.

Even Lang Xie had no choice but to look away. What could he say about his face? It was a mixture of black and red, completely unlike the girls in this area. Especially her calves. The smooth and soft calves that Lang Xie had pinched before were also black and not white at all.

She was definitely not beautiful, nor was she ugly, but she always gave people an extremely strange feeling. Looking at her face alone, there was nothing wrong with her at all. However, when put together, she always felt that something was wrong.

Because of this, it was impossible to determine her age.

No, this was not the appearance of an extraordinary woman. In fact, it was definitely not a beautiful woman.

Her body was curled up like a cooked shrimp, and her toes were slightly curled up like a poor child's.

Lang Xie did not ignore her bound hand either. There was a ring on the ring finger of her right hand — Lang Xie forced himself to think that it was a ring.

It was a circle woven from green bamboo and was decorated with a small red flower. When it was fresh, it would definitely be exceptionally gorgeous. But after struggling for a while, the little red flower had long since dropped to the ground, leaving only a circle of green bamboo firmly attached to her finger.

He suddenly reached out his hand to grab the girl's face. The girl tilted her head, but she was tied up and could not dodge at all. Lang Xie's hand had already completely covered her face, from her eyebrows to her lips — there were no gaps.

She definitely wasn't wearing a human skin mask.

There was a cup of cold tea on the table. He casually took it and poured it on her face. He rubbed it with all his might, but there was no oil at all.

Lang Xie pulled his hand back and peeked an eyebrow. He was still staring at her eyes. He was sure that these eyeballs were also faked, but he could not figure out where the disguise was.

He sighed in vain. "Well, what's your name first?"

Her teeth chattered, the fear in her eyes deepened, and she spoke in a slurred voice, "I … Passing by... "I passed by …"

"Why did the crown prince send you here?"

She shrank even more. Looking at her eyes, it was as if she did not know what the word "crown prince" meant.

"Passing by... They grabbed me... "Grab me …"

He was stammering and his meaning was unclear.

Lang Xie was intrigued and he lifted up the scripture on the girl's heart. Even if she was just a passerby, why would a young girl carry around such a teaching material about the Palace of Spring?

"You still want to pretend? Why do you bring such a thing? "

She stared blankly at the map spread out in front of her – if it had been anyone else, they would have blushed at the sight of it, but she couldn't understand it at all. She looked at it and then looked away.

"Stop pretending. Tell me honestly, and I'll consider leaving you with a chance at survival, or else …" Lang Xie Wang stood up. His originally handsome face was suddenly filled with viciousness and viciousness. He reached out his hand and pushed open the window outside.

A wave of feminine laughter came over him, chirping and dancing in a gorgeous, yet extremely haggard manner. If there was a war, there was a prostitute. If there was a soldier, there was a comfort woman. After being soldiers for three years, when they saw the sow become a mink cicada, they would receive rewards from the capital. Although the crown prince had brought a thousand female slaves, monks were too few, and ordinary soldiers could only recruit prostitutes.

"Did you hear that? "If you don't confess, you can have all the women you've learned serve the soldiers outside. At least fifty men will crawl over you every day …"

The girl's body shrunk even more as she let out a "whoa …" "Whoa." It was a light sound, and the expression in her eyes was extremely blank, as if she didn't understand what he was saying.

Lang Xie slowly walked over and crouched down. His large hand slowly grabbed her ankle. His ankle was a tanned color. It was not considered beautiful, but when he pinched it, it gave off a soft and smooth feeling, refreshing to the heart.

Even the left side of her chest was not as voluptuous and enchanting as a woman's. However, it was full and straight. Naturally, it gave off the appearance of a young woman. There was a faint red mole on it. He reached out his hand and touched her. She was definitely not made of oil or paint, she was born to be one.

His heart skipped a beat as he used a bit of strength to lift her up. He pressed his palm against her foot on the Yongquan acupoint. The young girl trembled and began to giggle. Although it was a smile, it was undoubtedly an extremely terrifying punishment. Her twisted body revealed pain, and her long eyelashes were filled with tears.

The strength of Lang Xie Wang's hands relaxed slightly as the girl's laughter finally stopped. At this moment, a layer of moisture had begun to surface in his eyes. He was like a little worm slowly squirming in its shell, foolishly about to break out of its cocoon.

Lang Xie suddenly felt his throat go dry.

He loosened his grip, and the girl fell heavily to the ground.

He cursed out loud, and without knowing what it was, he turned around and left.

Two guards stood outside, one on the left and one on the right. The one using the golden gourd hammer was called Qin Wuyang, while the one using the bronze mace was called Zhou Xianghai. The moment they saw Lang Xie come out, the two of them immediately went up to welcome him with anxious expressions.

The residence was very quiet and secluded, but Qin Wuyang was still very nervous. Afraid that the walls would have ears, he lowered his voice and said, "Your highness, we have already found out that His Highness the Crown Prince has sent many spies to harm you. The most urgent matter is for us to leave immediately."

Zhou Xianghai was also indignant: "His Royal Highness had rendered such a meritorious service. Not only did he not receive a reward, but he also received a suspicion. Your Highness is too narrow-minded."

Lang Xie laughed bitterly.

He and the current crown prince were brothers from the direct line, from the same mother's side. Since the crown prince was three years older than him, it was only natural that he would become the crown prince. No matter how much he fought in the war to the north and south, he would only be serving as a betrothal to others and would only be met with unjustifiable suspicion.

One mountain cannot have two tigers. The one with the highest merit would always find it difficult to move a single step.

He was constantly worried that he would covet the throne and use the Divine Tool; he was also constantly worried that he would kill him to prevent future troubles.

The two brothers were like the greatest enemies in the world.

When the empress was alive, her two sons were still able to keep in harmony with each other; however, three years ago, when the empress passed away, the old emperor was like a wild horse that had escaped from its cage, a tiger with many new favors. Every day, he would travel among the young and beautiful imperial concubines, giving birth to several young princes and princesses.

Logically speaking, this triumphant return should have been received personally by Imperial Father, but the Crown Prince had brought the Imperial Jade Seal to welcome them. Not only was they not allowed to enter the capital, the imperial edict had also placed all sorts of strict restrictions on it. What he was afraid of was that Lang Xie would lead his men and take charge. At that time, he would have to do something like "Black Tortoise Sect's change" in order to rebel. It was not something to be trifled with.

The think tank of the crown prince gave him an idea and firmly refused King Lang Xie's invitation to enter the capital. The best way would be to give him a glass of wine and give him the right to release his troops.

There were long rumours that the Son of Heaven was in critical condition, and that the Crown Prince could ascend the throne at any moment. At this critical moment, the Crown Prince forbade any accidents to happen.

However, Lang Xie Wang had been out here for a long time, so it was impossible for him to know about royal father's situation in detail. When he thought of this, he frowned and said to himself, "Could it be that royal father is really no longer capable?"

He didn't finish his sentence, but Qin Wuyang and the others understood what he meant. Their bodies trembled as they spoke in unison, "Your Royal Highness, this matter should not be delayed. We must leave immediately."

Obviously, once the old emperor really passed away, the crown prince would definitely be the first to deal with his younger brother, who was holding a heavy army.

Zhou Xianghai whispered, "What about that female assassin?"

Qin Wuyang made a "kill" gesture, "She must have been sent by His Highness. If you keep it, it will be a disaster. "

However, Lang Xie shook his head and a glimmer appeared in his eyes, "Wait a little longer, I want to see what tricks he has up his sleeve!"