“…”

Ruyi was also speechless about this.

The court was in a state of turmoil and the situation was so bloody that her strength was simply not enough.

She stuffed all the valuable things that people had given her in the past few days into Lingling's pocket and said, "Pawn these things and help me buy these medicines."

"OK."

Lingling didn’t understand, but didn’t ask. She just took the things and left.

Ruyi glanced around the room, trying to find a place to sit down, only to find that the bed had collapsed, the table was broken, and the legs of the chair were broken.

It's really great.

She could only sit down on a half-broken wooden board and asked Han Jiang to carry the body to the Dali Temple.

Then, the heart became heavy.

Ziwei Fuxing...

She increasingly felt the weight of these four words -

Since it is a lucky star, then when it falls, it means disaster is coming. The people are in a state of panic, people with ulterior motives stir up trouble, uprisings break out in various places, and foreign invasions occur...

From now on, besides Shen Jiaojiao who wants her dead, all those people in Northern Qi who want to profit from the turmoil and all the foreigners will want her dead.

It’s only been a few days?

She was assassinated almost every other day.

Ruyi closed her eyes, asked Langya and others to guard outside, and then gave herself acupuncture.

Let's get ready first. She must generate internal strength as quickly as possible.

In addition to the prescription, Taoist Yu also left behind some breathing techniques.

Ruyi breathes according to the above method and uses silver needles to clear blocked meridians, which is the basis of internal strength.

Without internal strength, you can only be a warrior in the barracks.

Regardless of whether it is the old beggar, Rong Yan or Master Yikong of the Prajna Hall, their strongest point is their internal strength.

And this is also the most difficult to practice.

But she had no other choice, because the four words "Ziwei Fuxing" on her forehead made her a living target from all sides. Without the ability to protect herself, not only would she not be able to survive, but she would also drag the country into chaos.

Ruyi took a deep breath and her eyes became determined.

At the door, Langya looked at her quietly.

Gradually, she developed a little respect for this little girl——

How many girls who come from the inner chambers of a family in the world can be so calm and move forward after just experiencing an assassination?

How strong is her heart?

Ruyi's heart was tempered in death, so she is certainly fearless and all that is left is to charge forward.

…

In the middle of the night, heavy snow covered the capital.

The capital has been under martial law for two days, but no one has been caught. Instead, Ziwei Fuxing was assassinated.

When the news reached the Dali Temple, Fang Yizhou's mouth twitched and he took the body into the palace overnight.

As soon as Rong Yan came out of the palace, he met Jing San.

Jing San told him the general situation, and then asked, "The girl said she wanted to see the high priest, or directly meet the emperor."

But, he didn’t say he wanted to meet Rong Yan.

This sentence flashed through Jing San's mind, and his eyes looked a little strange.

Rong Yan thought for a moment and nodded, "Then send her to see the emperor. Li Xiangyi happens to be there too."

She didn't say she wanted to see him, which probably meant that it was inconvenient for him to convey what she wanted to say.

Rong Yan had no suspicion in his heart.

"Take her into the palace and I'll give her proper greetings." Rong Yan said, then turned around and returned to the palace.

Jingsan came back and went to find Ruyi.

"She is..." Jing San looked at Ruyi who was sitting cross-legged in the room with astonishment on his face. "She is forcibly attacking the blocked meridians with silver needles? She is trying to ascend to heaven?"

Even he had to make breakthroughs bit by bit back then.

Want a one-time attack?

Is this a bit too much?

Doesn't she feel pain?

It hurts.

Ruyi's pale face was covered in cold sweat, and her body was twitching from time to time. This was a natural reaction to acupuncture, but it was unnatural.

No one would try to hit the acupuncture points with a silver needle all at once.

If you're not careful, someone could die.

"Look at her breathing..."

Langya had been looking at it for a long time and gradually felt something was wrong. "Isn't that the Prajna Heart Sutra? But it seems a little different."

"…It is a method of the Taoist temple, integrated with the Prajna Heart Sutra."

Jing San's mouth twitched, "Forget it, I'll help her."

He threw the sword to Langya, came and sat behind Ruyi, pushed her back with both hands, and channeled his internal energy into her.

Ruyi pursed her lips tightly.

She was in so much pain that she couldn't speak.

The congestion in her body was relieved by the impact of the silver needles, as if a Monkey King emerged from her skin, with a fist on the left, a kick on the right, and a stick above and below.

There is pain everywhere, the pain is coming here and there.

Sometimes when she got near the Danzhong point, the pain was so severe that she couldn't breathe.

But with Jing San's internal force guidance, it will be a little smoother.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

In the middle of winter, she looked like she had been fished out of hot water. Langya came in and wrapped her in fox fur on the spot, "Do you want to live? If you're not careful, someone will die."

Ruyi leaned in her arms and felt like she was about to die.

The pain seemed to have drained all her strength, and now she just wanted to fall asleep.

But the feeling in my body is different from before.

Something unknown began to flow smoothly inside her body, and her body felt lighter, bringing tears to her eyes.

Jing San picked up his sword again and said, "You take a rest. I will take you to the palace at dawn."

Ruyi nodded and fell asleep leaning against Langya.

Dreams are confusing.

In the chaos, with starving people everywhere, she led a pair of cavalrymen, swooped down from the hillside, and killed people everywhere...

…

At this moment, Fang Yizhou appeared in the imperial study.

"There were no less than thirty people who tried to assassinate Ziwei Fuxing tonight. Seven of them died, and the rest escaped. They were wearing city defense army badges, but judging by their skeletons, they were smaller than the Northern Qi men. They should be from Southern Chu or Southern Yan!"

The emperor's pupils were dark and his fists were clenched.

The woman he loved most died at the hands of an assassin from Nanyan!

Now, they come to kill Ziwei Fuxing again?

And came out from the city defense army!

The emperor took a deep breath and said, "Ask the leader of the city defense army to come here."

It's been a turbulent year.

The leader of the city defense army was inherited from the previous emperor. He had been in that position for twenty years, but he never expected to end up like this...

The Shen family fell, not only did the Prime Minister's office need a major replacement, but now, the city defense army, Jingzhao Yinfu, the six ministries...

It seems that a major change is needed.

Otherwise, it would be hard to say who owns this court.

After Fang Yizhou left, Eunuch Yuan came in and whispered, "Your Majesty, Ziwei Fuxing sent someone to send a message saying that he wants to see you."

"allow!"

The emperor nodded.

He didn't know why Ruyi wanted to see him, but he also wanted to see her reaction. For a guardian god of Northern Qi, Ruyi had just begun her journey.

In the dark night.

The emperor turned his head and looked at Li Xiangyi, "Who do you think sent the people tonight?"

Li Xiangyi: "..."

Is this what he can say?

He was even a little worried that Ruyi would say something particularly offensive when she entered the palace.

In the end, he could only say, "Whoever benefits will take action."

"Old fox!"

The emperor snorted, "I think your apprentice would be more sincere than you."

He looked outside the door, and he was not without expectations about Ruyi's visit to the palace this time.

If she was like Li Xiangyi, then he had made the wrong choice for this lucky star.

We need people like Li Xiangyi.

But the entire court cannot be filled with people like this.

Then who will be around him?