Shang Liang Yue's
Chapter 16 The Nineteenth Imperial Uncle
Shang Yun Shang immediately fell to his feet on the floor, crying softly.
Shang Cong Wen who saw him feeling depressed, then got up and helped him up, and said, "Dad knows your heart, you are the most reasonable, and the most convincing father. This time you can realize your mistake, I'm very happy."
Shang Yun Shang shook his head, and said, "Shang'er made Dad worry about it."
"You're dad's daughter, so it's okay to let dad worry about her. Well, I don't blame you."
"Dad ..."
Not long after, Shang Cong Wen left.
Bi Yun immediately came with a face full of excitement. "Miss, the ban was lifted! We can come and go freely!"
Shang Yun Shang wiped away the tears on his face using a handkerchief.
At this moment, there was no guilt or regret in his eyes.
Immediately Shang Yun Shang asked Bi Yun. "How's Mom doing?"
"The oldest lady is still locked up."
Shang Yun Shang said, "Alright, let Mother calm down for two days, and I'll see her tomorrow." However, he frowned slightly, and said again, "Go, and ask, where was Father before he came here."
"None right."
Shang Yun Shang thought that Shang Cong Wen would not come in two days.
But it turned out that Shang Cong Wen came today, and it shocked Shang Yun Shang.
After half an hour, Bi Yun returned.
“Nona, before the master came to us, he was with the ninth miss.”
Shang Yun Shang directly clenched his handkerchief.
...* * *...
Shang Liang Yue ate dinner, took a bath, changed clothes, then lay down on the bed.
Qing Lian blew out the lights in the bedroom, then closed the door.
After the door closed, Shang Liang Yue sat down cross-legged.
He closed his eyes and started looking for something in his memory.
The country he lived in was, Di Lin.
Di Lin was also referred to as the Linguo Empire.
Di Lin was the largest country in the Dong Qing Continent.
Di Lin was very wealthy, had open folk customs, and had developed trade.
Emperor Di Lin respected modesty and martial arts.
Despite being coveted by the leading countries, Di Lin was never favored by the leading countries.
All of this was because of the nineteenth imperial uncle.
The nineteenth imperial uncle, or commonly called Nineteenth Uncle, was an invincible existence in the Linguo Empire.
Nineteenth uncle was the person with the highest status other than the emperor in Di Lin.
The Nineteenth Uncle was much loved by commoners and had gained the trust of the current emperor.
Nineteenth uncle was the younger brother of the current emperor.
Because of the nineteenth uncle, for ten years the enemy country did not dare to attack Di Lin.
Ye Miao had always admired such patriotic people.
Because of great love, narrow-minded people cannot do great things.
Many images flashed through his mind, and Ye Miao's mind was filled up bit by bit.
Suddenly he opened his eyes and turned his body quickly.
But when he turned around, a strong wind came.
He's got a secret needle!
Shang Liang Yue was lying on the bed with her eyes closed.
Can't move or talk.
He's very angry.
*Damn!
The worst thing in these ancient times was that people who practiced martial arts could show acupuncture points and lighten the body.
If I can live after tonight, I'll have to find a teacher, learn acupuncture, and learn body-relief skills*.
The night was silent, and the sound of insects outside seemed silent.
The lights have been extinguished.
Only the moonlight entered through the half-open window, revealing the serenity of the place.
A man dressed in black stood in the bedroom.
Through the moonlight, come to bed.
The bed curtains are closed.
The black-clothed man could not see the person behind the curtain.
The black-clothed man raised his hand, stretched out his fingers, landed on the bed curtain, and pulled it away.
Shang Liang Yue listened to the curtains of the opened bed.
Body's tense.
Can't see people, can't talk, can't move, can only wait to be slaughtered.
Feels bad.
But he is helpless.
The black-clothed man looked at Shang Liang Yue.
"Tick ... Gts ... Tik ... Gts ... Tik ... Gts ..." Quietly thought.
Previously, he had given Shang Liang Yue medicine, and logically, now Shang Liang Yue would not be so weak.
Di Yu sat on the edge of the bed, raising his hand, index finger, middle finger, and ring finger slightly bent, landing on Shang Liang Yue's bright white wrist.
When Di Yu's hand touched Shang Liang Yue, Ye Miao was shocked.
*This guy checked Shang Liang Yue's pulse?
Who her?
Why check Shang Liang Yue's pulse*?
Ye Miao's brain was spinning fast.
In all his memories, there was no one to protect Shang Liang Yue.
There was no one who was secretly guarding Shang Liang Yue.
Who is this guy?
Or, this person was secretly protecting Shang Liang Yue, but Shang Liang Yue did not know at all?
In Ye Miao's mind flashed a lot of thoughts.
But no matter what, as long as this fellow was here not to kill him, it was fine.
Ye Miao calmed her mind, her tense body relaxed.
Di Yu felt Shang Liang Yue's pulse was extremely weak, but even though it was weak, there was still strength and waves.
Shang Liang Yue is in poor health.
Di Yu withdrew his hand, got up, and looked at Shang Liang Yue on the bed.
As if a nightmare had passed, his furrowed brows stretched out, not so painful anymore.
Di Yu reached into his sleeve, and a medicine bottle appeared in his hand.
He poured the pills, flicking his fingertips.
"Sclap!"
The pill entered Shang Liang Yue's mouth.
Even though Shang Liang Yue knew that this person would not harm him, the pill that had suddenly entered his throat still made him refuse.
But the power was so strong that the pill went straight into his stomach, and he could not stop it at all.
Immediately, a gust of wind blew.
Shang Liang Yue's body relaxed, and he opened his eyes.
That guy's out!
Shang Liang Yue immediately sat down, got up from the bed and looked around.
There's no one.
Only the windows were half open, and the jasmine flowers outside swayed in the wind.
Shang Liang Yue closed her eyes and felt the condition of her body.
After a stick of incense, light flashed in his eyes.
It is not a poison, but a tonic!
After a stick of incense, the pill worked, and a refreshing breath spread throughout the limbs, and the originally weak body suddenly felt relaxed, uncomplicated like before.
Shang Liang Yue looked out the window, her eyes twinkling.
*Who is this guy?
And why should he be nice to Shang*Liang Yue?
...* * *...
Imperial Gardens.
Chao Yang Pavilion.
A man in bright yellow clothes sat on a stone bench, holding a baizhi (white seed) in his hand, looking at the chessboard.
The person sitting opposite him was wearing a black robe, with long hair tied up in the crown, and a white jade hairpin was elegantly inserted into his hair.
His brows were sharp, the deep phoenix eyes moved like a long river in the dark night.
Mysterious and dangerous!
His nose is high and his lips thin.
He's sitting there.
All the light seemed to come from him, and everything around him seemed dim.
The eyes of the palace servants floated at him from time to time.
Admiring and enthusiastic.
Nineteenth uncle was a war god, and also the most handsome man of the Linguo Empire.
Regarding the first point, it was known to the entire country, and even the entire Dong Qing Continent.
But the last point is doubtful.
Since the nineteenth uncle used a mask to show people all year round, not many people had ever seen his real face.
Therefore, there was a rumor that the nineteenth uncle was actually a very ugly and terrifying evil spirit.
Some people even said that nineteenth uncle had won so many battles because he took off his mask when the battle began, and the enemy was frightened on his terrifying face, so he won the battle.
But no matter how the outside world spread it, the nineteenth uncle never explained.
The emperor did not explain.
Letting the people outside have a different opinion.
But now ...