A man in a black robe walked in, followed by Yunqi and other secret guards.

"You bitch." The secret guards who were originally preparing to attack Shang Ruoyi shouted in surprise.

How can there be two children?

Shang Ruoyi raised her pistol and looked at the person pretending to be He Jingheng with a cold look in her eyes: "Are you still pretending? Now that the real master is here, are you still willing to surrender?"

"Hahaha." Wang laughed and looked at He Jingheng: "I didn't expect you to come back today, you are really awesome!" A cold smile appeared on the corner of Wang's mouth, and there was no warmth in his eyes: "You are lucky today, live your good days, it will be over soon." As soon as Wang finished speaking, a few black beads appeared in his hand.

Press hard on it, a flash of light appears, and a lot of smoke comes out.

"뀙Mist bomb!" Shang Ruoyi's mind flashed, and a pair of goggles appeared on her eyes.

Everything in the smoke is in sight. The man in black robe was about to escape in the smoke, but Shang Ruoyi raised her pistol, pulled the trigger, and the bullet went straight into the man's arm.

"Hmm." A muffled groan reached Shang Ruoyi's ears, and the voice sounded somewhat familiar.

Shang Ruoyi's heart was slightly shaken. It was during this gap that the man used Qinggong to take the opportunity to leave.

Putting away the goggles, He Jingheng came to her side and asked nervously: "Are you injured?"

Shang Ruoyi shook her head: "No, what about you?"

"It's okay. This smoke bomb just looks intimidating, but it actually has no killing power." He Jingheng looked her up and down, and only felt relieved after confirming that she was not injured.

"Sir, I was reckless and let that thief run away." Yunqi knelt on one knee in front of him: "Please punish me, sir."

"A monk who ran away from a temple, what are you worried about?" He Jingheng snorted coldly: "Among these four countries, only one force uses this kind of fog bomb."

"You mean, Akabane 껚 Zhuang?"

Akabane Village?

Shang Ruoyi frowned slightly.

It's Akabane 껚-sou again.

The woman who was dealt with earlier was from Akabane 껚-sou.

"Do you have any grudge against Chiyu Xiaozhuang?" Shang Ruoyi asked softly.

"You also know Akabane 껚庄?"

Shang Ruoyi recounted what happened in the palace before, and He Jingheng's expression was slightly cold: "That woman said that the King's Palace would exterminate your entire clan?"

Yunqi was a little confused. From the prince to the soldiers in the Dingwang Palace, they only fought in the battlefield and participated in destroying the family. The only ones who could do such a thing were the underworld forces or the royal family. The emperor had a team that was specifically responsible for assassinations, called the Golden Feather Guards. Everyone in the team was a master and they only obeyed the emperor's orders. If the emperor said that a certain family was an eyesore, they would sneak in and execute the members of that family in secret.

Could it be us?

"Since these two people are from Chiyu Manor, I'd like to see how the Dingguo Palace offended them." She looked at Shang Ruoyi and smiled, "But the most urgent thing right now is another matter. Where is my father?"

Shang Ruoyi was stunned. Just as she was thinking about what to say, she saw a secret guard running in: "Hello, son. The granary is waiting."

What?

He Jingheng glanced at him and turned around to walk out.

Shang Ruoyi saw everyone leaving, and she waved her right hand gently, and He Yuwen's figure appeared on the bed.

She took out a silver needle and gently pricked 놛's arm. The next moment, 놛 slowly opened his eyes.

"A miracle doctor." He let out a breath slowly and felt refreshed.

After staying in the space for a few hours, I breathed in the rich spiritual energy in the space, and naturally felt relaxed physically and mentally.

"Did the king fall asleep just now?"

Shang Ruoyi put away the silver needle and smiled: "Your Majesty is sleeping very soundly."

"It seems that this king is really old. He can't even fall asleep at this time." He laughed heartily, "The miracle doctor seems to be very old. I didn't expect that his medical skills are so profound. He can even heal this kind of injury of mine."

"Master, I think you have taught me well." Shang Ruoyi stood up and nodded slightly: "Your Highness, please have a good rest. You are in good health now. In a month or so, all the hidden injuries in your body will be healed."

"Thank you, doctor." He Yuwen looked at her with satisfaction and suddenly asked, "Is the girl married?"

Shang Ruoyi nodded: "I am already married."

He Yuwen sighed with some regret. When He Jingheng got married, he was far away in the borderland. Until now, he had never seen his daughter-in-law. He only knew that she was the concubine's daughter of that old fox Shangnian.

Whenever I think of this, I feel like there is something stuck in my throat. Not to mention the concubine's daughter, even the legitimate daughter of Shangnian was not looked at at all, so the concubine's daughter would be even more unbearable.

"Ah." He Yuwen sighed. A woman with such excellent medical skills would definitely be a great help. How great would it be if she was still unmarried?

Although the Dingguo Palace has revived, its power is still second to none compared to his family. A woman who marries into the Dingguo Palace will certainly suffer.

But now that she was betrothed, He Yuwen naturally had other thoughts. After a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Miss, since you were invited by my proud son, how do you think my son compares to your husband?"

Shang Ruoyi was a little puzzled, is this the custom of the people in Tianshun? Why are you so willing to be a matchmaker?

At this moment, He Jingheng walked in and saw He Yuwen sitting on the bed. He raised his eyebrows slightly, but did not ask any more questions.

"Dad." He Jingheng stepped forward and asked, "How do you feel?"

"You stinky son, you actually came to ask a question." He Yuwen glared at his son. The more he looked at his son, the angrier he got. "I'm still alive."

When Shang Ruoyi saw this scene, she found it very funny. She didn't expect that Prince Ding, who was known for his calmness and seriousness, would also have this side in front of his son.

"My dear, the prince is fine. He will be back to normal in a month or so, and his internal energy will be able to function smoothly." Shang Ruoyi picked up the medicine box and said softly, "I have something else to do. I'll leave first."

Looking at her fleeing back, his eyebrows slightly raised.

Before I could think about it, a big hand patted my back hard.

This time when I went to the Western Regions, I was ambushed and had many wounds on my body. Thanks to her medicine, otherwise I would not be able to get out of bed and walk, let alone come back at this time.

Now that my father had slapped me, the wound that had scabbed over so easily might open up again.

"You bastard, you can even get a girl. You are really bringing shame to the Ding Palace and your father."

He Jingheng sneered when he heard this: "My son only found out today that the reputation of the Dingguo Palace is maintained by this kind of thing." A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his lips: "In this regard, my son is naturally far inferior to my father."

"You!" He Yuwen swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue. According to the ancestral precepts of the Dingguo Palace, a concubine was not allowed, but he could only take a concubine and give birth to a son with her.

"My son, in this life, you only need to depend on one person."