But he didn't dare to say these words on the spot. He just rubbed his hands and followed behind the shopkeeper to laugh. At the same time, he led the way and settled in for the generous sheep, oh no, the generous guests.

"Sir, please, please, this is the best bungalow in our Dongmen Inn! In the whole Tai Town, you will never find a fourth bungalow with better services than ours!"

Of course, he didn't say that there are only four inns in this small town.

Ling Ziyuan glanced at the "shangfang", which was poorly furnished and not much better than a small woodshed. He couldn't help but smile bitterly.

No matter. At least there is a bed, enough for him to rest for a night.[

Fortunately, the full bucket of hot water was genuine. I fumbled around in the somewhat deflated cloth bag, took out five copper coins and handed it to the little boy who was always smiling.

"I don't like to be disturbed."

"Yes, yes! The little one will leave soon. You have a good rest!"

After opening the window lattice and listening carefully to make sure that no one was around, Ling Ziyuan took off his complicated coat. Sure enough, the bandage from his chest to his waist and abdomen had already seeped blood, and the wound was torn again because of the heavy blow from the dark horse today.

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I picked up the small porcelain bottle containing the golden sore medicine and poured it out, but it couldn't come out...

I poured it down again, but still nothing...

With a vigorous wave, he sprayed it all over his hands... A whole bottle of golden sore medicine that would normally last for several years was almost used up in just one month of escape.

Dip the white cloth into the boiling water, Ling Ziyuan cleans the horrific wound without changing his expression, and then wipes it clean with another towel. Then he directly applies the powerful powder on it. Each of these movements can cause death, and even the two of them are not hurt.

Genjian's eyebrows trembled.

A pink sachet, placed together with the coat that was taken off, was very eye-catching. It made Ling Ziyuan feel a little dazed.

"Listen, you can't die, you must not die!"

This was the last sentence he heard in Tianlao, and the only sentence before he woke up.

Ling Ziyuan still can't figure out why Ximen Qing, who has only met him a few times, would rather risk committing a felony to let him escape.

I don't even understand where such a fragile girl got the courage and courage.

Ximen Qing did know Ling Ziyuan very well. For such a self-respecting and proud person, if he openly said that he wanted to help him escape, he would definitely not be accepted. When he woke up, he had already left the imperial capital far away.

Ling Ziyuan understood that he had to either leave or never go back since he had already left. Otherwise, the crime of letting the princess go undisclosed would not be helpful to the development of the matter.

What's more, on the third day after leaving the imperial capital, Ling Ziyuan discovered that there was a spy following him. No matter how many times he escaped, he would still be caught up in the end.

When Dali Temple interrogates felons, there is almost no time when they do not use punishment. Ling Ziyuan's body is covered with whip marks, brand marks, and knife scars. Although they are all flesh wounds, these dense wounds cannot be cultivated and cultivated as they should be while running around day and night.

After treatment, many places have become suppurated and even caused secondary trauma.

Ximen is really powerful, even his daughter's every move is planned.

Ling Ziyuan casually tied the bandage and tightened it hard to prevent the wound from breaking apart again in the short term. He knew exactly what the ninth-five-year-old man in the imperial capital had planned, so he was even more eager to get rid of the tail that was following behind him.[
Chapter completed!