The Shangguan Yaohua wanted to refute, but her words were reasonable and impeccable. In the end, he swung his sleeve and said, "Whatever you say. In short, don't forget what you promised me. If you dare to mess up my plan, I don't care what kind of great background you are, I'll definitely teach you a lesson! "After viciously threatening her, he swung his sleeve and left.
Ping Ruoyu weakly fell forward, her arms supporting her on the table in front of her. She silently sobbed. Thinking about the Shangguan Yaohua's angry expression when he left, it was just like how her father had hated her for failing to live up to his expectations and roared as he left.
Originally, she thought that she had been reborn from the ashes, surviving a great calamity, and that she would be safe and happy from now on. Who would have thought that she was still alone? Even the most ordinary extravagant wish for someone to simply love her and pamper her was just an extravagant wish in her dreams. Since that was the case, why did he save her in the first place? Why did he kiss her? After causing her heart to be in turmoil, he abandoned her. Could it be that in other people's hearts, she would always be a clown that they could summon and send away at will?
After a few days, the Shangguan Yaohua no longer came to visit Ping Ruoyu. The next day, as Prince Fu went to court, a minister suddenly reported that they had finally found traces of the Lord Baylor Ling. It was said that someone had seen him leading a large group of people towards Mount Hua in a grandiose manner.
Another person said that this person was the Devil Cult's Vice Hierarch, Ling Shuangjin. Although he was a young man of similar age, the Lord Baylor Ling was a prince and would never willingly abandon himself and wallow in the mire with that group of heretical demons. The first person retorted that although their appearances were not the same, that person was definitely the Lord Baylor Ling who had disappeared a year ago, there was no mistake about it.
For a while, the two sides were unable to come to an agreement. The quarrel gave Shunzhi a big headache. Finally, he said that regardless of whether it was true or not, there was no point in arguing further. They would just send a group of people to take a look and they would know. But there was another old and prudent minister who objected, saying that there were endless disputes with the rebels everywhere and that they would have to send troops to quell the rebellion at any time. At this time, military strength was not only precious, but also extremely scarce. It was not worth wasting military strength on a prince who had betrayed the palace. For a while, Shunzhi could not come to an agreement.
At this time, the Shangguan Yaohua took the initiative to volunteer, taking responsibility for this matter, saying that he would lead a group of soldiers to go to Mount Hua, without losing a single soldier, he would bring the Lord Baylor Ling to bring the Lord Baylor Ling back to the Palace.
Shunzhi's to go. of a person was to go go. In all honesty, the imperial court's rivers and mountains still needed to rely on those generals and ministers who had a large number of soldiers to maintain it. But after all, the Xuan Shuang was his own son. Even though he was the Emperor, he could not change the familial affection that was ingrained in his bones. There and then he promised the Shangguan Yaohua that as long as he could persuade the Xuan Shuang to return to the Palace, he would give him a promotion to nobility.
The Shangguan Yaohua accepted the decree and expressed his gratitude. On the side, the Prince Fu angrily glared at him. The Shangguan Yaohua was very pleased with himself, so he pretended not to notice.
Afterwards, the Shangguan Yaohua returned to his mansion to pack his luggage. In a low voice he warned Ping Ruoyu, "You'd better be careful at all times. While I'm away for a few days, you'd better settle this matter as soon as possible. When the time comes, I won't be present, and you can avoid any awkwardness. If necessary, you can complain tearfully to your father. Say that I beat and scolded you, and that I was extremely harsh. I believe that he won't be willing to give his daughter to this kind of scoundrel. Then I'll be truly free. "
Ping Ruoyu bit her lip until it hurt. She repeatedly said, "Could it be that in your eyes, I'm just a burden that you want to get rid of? You don't have the slightest bit of reluctance? " But as the eldest daughter of the Ping family, although the mountain villa was destroyed, she still had her pride. She was unwilling to lower her head and submit to him. She pitifully begged him to show her a little mercy, but in the end, she swallowed her words.
The Shangguan Yaohua was sending the soldiers to prepare the horses and saddles when the Prince Fu pulled him to the side and fiercely said, "You little brat, you can't hide your little tricks from this Prince. I know that in order to avoid this marriage, you helped the Emperor save his son who was lost outside! But do you think that you can avoid it like this? You can avoid it for one day, but you can't avoid it forever. My Wangfu, you have to come back, right? I don't believe that a thing like you who covets glory, splendor and wealth would throw away your great future just to avoid a weak girl who doesn't even have the strength to truss a chicken. "
The Shangguan Yaohua indifferently said, "Yifu, you misunderstand. Being loyal to the Emperor is our duty as a subject. Didn't you always teach this child this way? Right now, I'm just following your instructions. Is there anything wrong with that? "
The Prince Fu coldly snorted and said, "Now you know to listen to this Prince's orders? Then why do you keep refusing me when I want you to marry the Ping family's young miss? " The Shangguan Yaohua smiled faintly and said, "This child doesn't want to marry. I only wish to serve Yifu for the rest of my life. I don't know if you believe me or not?"
The Prince Fu angrily said, "Who did you learn to be glib-tongued? You're just avoiding the important and dwelling on the trivial. You don't even have half a word of truth! If you want to be loyal to the Emperor, that's also very good. These few days you won't be at the mansion, it'll be convenient for us to decorate the bridal chamber. When the time comes, we'll immediately bow to the Heaven and Earth to get married! Whatever this Prince wants to do, nobody can refuse. "The Shangguan Yaohua coldly looked back, thinking," It's a pity that I'm the same. If I don't want to do it, nobody can force me to do it. "Two people's eyes flickered with sparks, hiding a firm and uncompromising determination.
As a result, the scene at the summit of Mount Hua happened. After everybody left, Li Yijie struggled to stand up, but in the end he could not support himself and fell heavily to the ground. He moved his knees to Meng Anying's side and called out softly, "Shifu …" He felt his throat become hoarse, as if thousands of steel needles had pierced his throat, breaking his skin and drawing blood. But he couldn't get rid of that sharp pain and it remained in his heart.
Trembling, he raised his hands and gently stroked Meng Anying's eyelids, covering Meng Anying's eyes. But that pair of eyes staring blankly at the sky, his thoughts drifting to a distant shore, was deeply engraved in his mind.
He thought about how his Shifu's loving hands would never fall on his head again; how in the dead of winter, there would be no one to help him mend his worn-out clothes; how in the spring of March, there would be no one to stand with their hands clasped behind their back, smiling and giving him pointers on sword stances. Everything that was once within his reach, everything that he thought he could enjoy for a long time, quietly disappeared without him cherishing it. He was only standing on the same spot, waving his hands in vain, but he could not even leave the slightest trace behind. Thinking about this reality, the pain penetrated his heart and lungs.
The Huashan Pai disciples who were lucky enough to survive also helped each other to stand up. They straightened their worn-out clothes and did not even bother to wipe the blood off their faces. One after another they gathered around Meng Anying, wiping their tears, and using their own set of eulogies to send their Shifu on his way. For a moment, the Sun Peak was filled with cries of grief.
The original Manor Lord also walked slowly and stood behind Li Yijie. He let out a long sigh and said, "When Brother Meng was young, his aptitude was poor. In order to defy fate, he trained hard and did not give himself a single moment of rest. When he finally obtained enough qualifications to possess and wanted to use his own strength to protect the people he cherished, the cruel fate robbed him of everything, leaving him empty-handed. Brother Meng lived in this world, but it could be said that he did not enjoy a single day of good fortune. Perhaps death, for him, was a release. This was the best ending. "
Li Yijie endured his indifferent tone. Listening to his words, he only felt that it was extremely cold and heartless. A surge of hot blood rushed to his head, almost burning his entire head.
Before he could react, he instinctively jumped up, completely forgetting the etiquette of seniority. His finger trembled as he pointed at the original Manor Lord's face. With a crying voice, he said, "It's all your fault … It's all your fault! The Seven Demons humiliated Huashan in front of everyone and forced my Shifu and Shidi to such a state. They had no way to fight back, but what about you? What are you doing? Why are you standing at the side like a spectator? Why didn't you help? Did you win over that demon? Why didn't you help my Shifu? Tell me! Tell me! Are you still his closest brother? "
Nangong Xue saw Li Yijie's bloodshot eyes and waved his arms like a wild beast. He looked like he was about to rush forward and give him a good beating. She did not want him to cause trouble, so she hurriedly grabbed his arm and advised, "Shidi, calm down! The original Manor Lord is a senior after all. He could not have predicted such a tragedy … "
Li Yijie's shoulders shook violently, and he mercilessly shook her off. He said angrily, "Senior … So what if he's a senior? Do you think that just because you're old, you can stay out of this matter and ignore the life and death of your fellow disciples when you see how arrogant the Devil Sect is? Master Tong Zhi is older than him. Didn't he personally participate in the battle with the demons of the Devil Sect? But he — — clearly, from the beginning to the end, did nothing … Explain yourself! Don't talk to me about how life and death is determined by fate! I, Li Yijie, believe in Heaven and Earth and respect ghosts and gods, but I don't believe in fate! "
The original Manor Lord's face was pale. He let Li Yijie point at his nose and scold him without saying a word. Li Yijie only thought that he was guilty, so the more he scolded, the more energetic he became. If not for Nangong Xue desperately holding him back, he would have pulled out his sword and interrogated him.
At this time, a disciple timidly said, "Shidi, you can't blame Hero Yuan for this. He also did his best … But because he was first ambushed by the Seven Demons and was poisoned, he didn't have the strength to do it. He must blame himself more than anyone else for what happened to Shifu. You're scolding him like this … It's too harsh. "
Li Yijie was startled when he heard this. It was as if his anger had suddenly lost its source and could not be extinguished. Instead, it came back to bite him halfway. His face flushed red.
He had always been a disciple who strictly adhered to the seniority in front of the elders. Today, he made a scene and was extremely disrespectful. He said embarrassedly, "Former … Former Manor Lord, I deserve to die. Please forgive me for being impulsive. You … You've been poisoned? Why didn't you say so earlier? I should have asked the Seven Demons to leave the antidote just now! You … How do you feel now? I know a little about the art of healing. Why don't I help you adjust your breathing and make up for it? "
The former Manor Lord shook his head and said, "My injury is not a problem. The Seven Demons brat did not want to take my life. The poison he used will only temporarily suppress my power for a few days. He just didn't want me to interfere and spoil his plan. He thought that once the time limit was over, the acupoints would be unsealed. But … I don't want to be discouraged. Everyone can see the situation clearly from the battle just now. It's obvious that the brat won the battle and the Huashan Sect suffered a crushing defeat. If not for the Lord Baylor Ling's incident, it would have been a matter of time before the entire sect was wiped out. How could you ask him to leave the antidote? "
He sighed. For the first time, his eyes showed a kind of helplessness. He said, "Anyway, it's right for you to blame me. Even if I didn't lose my power, I'm afraid I wouldn't be that brat's opponent. "
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