In a quiet room in Nanyan Palace, Li Wei was asleep deeply. The old Taoist in Nanyan Palace had unique methods to treat injuries. He cleaned the wounds and applied medicine. The injuries on his lower abdomen quickly stabilized. The sword blade cut the flesh and did not hurt the internal organs, and there was no poison on the sword. He would be kept as intact as before for a month.

Next to the bed, Ye Zitong looked at Li Weizheng blankly, with tears on her face still on her face. She held his hand tightly. The girl's reserve was gone at this moment. Her love for the man in front of her became deeper. She could not forget the moment when he gave up the letter for her. His eyes were firm, decisive, without any hesitation. She seemed to see a man worthy of her life. She believed that even if he was asked to pay the price of his life for him at that moment, he would not hesitate. Ye Zitong's heart had melted. She held his hand and gently rubbed it on her face. Tears could not help but burst out again. These were tears of joy, tears full of infinite affection.

At this time, Li Wei was moving for a moment and let out a low moan. Seeing that he was awake, Ye Zitong hurriedly ran outside to call someone. After a moment, Yang Ning and his master walked in quickly.

"Master, how is he?" Yang Ning asked with concern.

Yang Ning's master is called Taihe Zhenren. He is the host of the Dragon and Tiger Palace of Nanyan Palace. He is proficient in medical skills and is also very skilled in martial arts. He glanced at Li Weizheng's complexion and smiled: "The face is not as pale as noon, which means that his blood loss has gradually recovered. Take some tonics and sleep for another night. You will be fine tomorrow morning."

"Master, this is the second time he has been injured in more than a month. His disciple is incompetent and unable to protect him." Yang Ning felt guilty and ashamed. He hoped that the master could teach Li Weizheng martial arts.

Taihe Zhenren glanced at the lay disciple, smiled and comforted him, "How can a person walks on the shore without getting his feet wet? It has nothing to do with his martial arts skills. Even if he becomes a peerless master, it is easy for the emperor to kill him. So if he doesn't practice martial arts, the key is to make people dare not kill him."

"Dao Zun is right." Li Weizheng had woken up at some point. He smiled in a low voice: "As long as you have the power in your hands, no one dares to touch me. Practice martial arts and defend yourself, that's just an inferior method."

"Haha! Mr. Li is awake." Taihe Zhenren walked forward and took his pulse for a moment and smiled: "Young Master's pulse is strong, which shows that his vitality is strong, so there should be nothing wrong."

He pondered for a while and said, "Young Master is in good health. It can be seen that he has practiced martial arts before, but unfortunately he has not mastered his skills. Although practicing martial arts and self-defense is just a poor technique, it is always not a bad thing to have more skills. The master of the old Taoist once left a set of sword techniques, which are too fierce and suitable for fighting on the battlefield. Nanyan Palace is afraid that his disciples will cause trouble, so he is not allowed to teach them. If Mr. Li doesn't dislike him, I will give it to you."

Li Weizheng's muscles and bones are fixed and he can no longer practice martial arts. However, giving him a practical knife technique can also defend himself and deal with ordinary little thieves. More importantly, Taoist Master Taihe discovered Li Weizheng's Jinyiwei waist card, which made him very scared.

Yang Ning next to him suddenly cried out, "Is the sword technique the master said is...?"

He remembered a mysterious sword technique he had heard since childhood. Sixty years ago, he soared into the sky while practicing martial arts in various temples in Wudang. It shocked Wudang Mountain with its domineering and fierceness, but it quickly disappeared like a meteor, not knowing whereabouts, leaving only various speculations and legends. Seeing that his master nodded solemnly, Yang Ning said happily to Li Wei: "Congratulations to you, Fifth Brother, my master took out the treasure from Nanyan Palace and gave it to you."

Li Weizheng was not pretentious, so he nodded happily and said, "thank you, Dao Zun."

"Okay! You will be recuperating in Nanyan Temple for two days, and I will tell you slowly."

Taihe Zhenren gave Ye Zitong the medicine bottle in his hand and smiled and said, "There are 40 pills in total, all of which are great tonics. You can only give him one pill a day. It is useless to take more. Do you remember?"

Ye Zitong took the medicine and said, "I remember it."

Taihe Zhenren left. Seeing that they seemed to have something to talk about, Ye Zitong also tactfully stepped down. As soon as the two left, Yang Ning turned the topic to the matter, "Who is that Han Danding?"

"He should be the undercover agent who was installed in Huguang by King Yan Zhu Di."

Li Wei was thinking of a fight in Wuchang, and couldn't help but sigh: "The mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole is behind. I already thought that the King of Yan should send someone to manipulate the scenes, but it has not appeared. I ignored him, but I didn't expect it to be Han Danding. If I guessed correctly, Yu Ping might have suffered. Perhaps as Han Danding said, this is a mistake I made. I should burn the letter directly. If I am not careful, I will lose all the money!"

Yang Ning's face changed several times. Seeing that Li Weizheng's eyes were full of self-blame, he comforted him and said, "Fifth brother has already thought it through enough. Most people are rushing back to the letter when they get it. But you hide in Wudang Mountain. Who can think about it? In this case, there is no need to burn the letter. After all, Your Highness's order is to bring you back. As a newcomer, you cannot destroy the letter without authorization. Even if the situation is forced, it will not be too late to destroy the letter when you find an abnormality. This can only be said that Han Danding is too powerful. He has settled all possible situations and blocked it."

Li Weijing smiled bitterly. In fact, he had thought about destroying the letter, but he still couldn't destroy it for a long time. Not to mention that the prince would suspect that he had hidden it privately. More importantly, if he really destroyed the letter, would he survive today?

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"Maybe you are right, but I am unwilling to fail. I have to try again no matter what." Li Wei was pondering for a moment and said decisively: "I guess he will go north and hand it to King Yan to seek credit after he gets the letter. There is at least one month left to Mobei. You will set out tonight and stare at them overnight. Two days later, I will come after my injury is slightly healed. You must remember that no matter how Han Danding plays tricks, you must keep an eye on him."

"Okay! I'll set off immediately. I usually leave black triangle arrows on the big stone next to the official road and on the village entrance tree as marks. Brother Wu should pay attention."

Yang Ning and Li Weizheng discussed for a while before leaving. Time was tight, so he cleaned up and set off overnight.

Li Wei slowly closed his eyes again, savoring the shocking scene of Taoist temple in the daytime. He had figured it out a little. In fact, Han Danding didn't really want to kill him. This person wouldn't be so reckless. What if the letter was not on him? So Han Danding just wanted to control him in Laojun Palace. If he really wanted to kill him, he might not be able to avoid those two swords. Li Wei was thinking of Han Danding's methods. Even Zhao Wuji was just the doll in this person's hand. He really wanted to retake the letter from this person. To be honest, he had no confidence at all.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep in a daze again.

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I don’t know how long he had been sleeping, but he was pushed to death. He asked in a daze: “Do you want me to take medicine?”

No one answered. He opened his eyes and said it was Ye Zitong. She was holding a bowl of medicine and holding the porcelain bottle given to her by the old Taoist in the other hand. Although the tears on her face had been washed away, her eyes were swollen like a little red peach. "How is your neck? Let me see it?" Li Wei suddenly remembered that she was also injured.

Ye Zitong turned her face slightly and saw a piece of ointment that was too small to be smaller on her snow-white neck. It seemed that she had just covered the wound. She forced a smile and said, "It's just a little bit of skin. Taoist Taihe said that it will be scabbed in three days, so you don't have to worry."

Ye Zitong put down the medicine. When she saw that the chain on Li Wei's neck was gone, she felt guilty and apologized: "Brother Li, it's all my fault for dragging you down and letting you lose the most important thing."

"How can you blame this silly girl? I didn't expect Han Danding to come to Wudang. With intention to fight without intention, I am destined to be a loser. On the contrary, it is precisely because of you that I found a compromise with him. Otherwise, there would be a dead end between me and him, and I should apologize to you. I was frightened by the intrusion of you."

Li Weizheng was telling the truth. He was holding a famous post in his hand at that time, and he had no chance to destroy the letter. Once Han Danding found out that he was not in his hand, he would be dead.

Ye Zitong heard that he didn't blame him, and her heart knot was slightly untied. She smiled softly and said, "Okay! Now I'm going to feed you medicine."

She carefully put a mattress on his back and let him lie halfway. Seeing his brow frown, she couldn't help but ask with concern: "Does it hurt?"

Li Wei was hurting severely by the wound. He wanted to look at the wound, but the injured area was very embarrassing. It was too close to a certain part, but Ye Zitong was next to him again. He suddenly felt something was wrong and reached out to touch it quietly. It was indeed like a white chicken with no hair on his face. He blew a drum in his heart, laughed dryly, and asked tentatively: "Is my injury very serious? Has it hurt the internal organs?"

"No!" Ye Zitong replied seriously: "I have been helping you when the Taoist priest heals your injuries. Fortunately, it was just a little bit of flesh and blood. Taoist priest Taihe said that the other party actually showed mercy."

Li Wei was moaning and almost fainted. She was always next to her, when she was shaving.

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"Is the wound bleeding again? Let me take a look." Seeing his abnormal expression, Ye Zitong stood up and anxiously wanted to lift the quilt. Li Wei was so scared that he was holding the quilt tightly, "Don't..."

Ye Zitong suddenly reacted. She took two steps back, her face suddenly turned red, and she was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look at him. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became very awkward, but it was three-point subtle.

After this assassination storm, the relationship between the two of them became deeper, and Li Weizheng's heart quietly opened to her. He also liked this scheming girl more and more. Although she was a little careless, she was still smart. He saw Ye Zitong's appearance ashamed, and her crystal white skin and extremely sexy figure, he gradually felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Emotion finally defeated reason. He grabbed her hand. Ye Zitong instinctively shrank his hand, but he could not break free. She was suddenly panicked and her eyes were hanging down, not daring to look at him. Li Wei was slowly pulling her to her side and holding her waist. Ye Zitong's body was stiff like a wood, and she wanted to spread his hand, but she had no strength at all.

Li Weizheng suddenly pulled Ye Zitong suddenly, "Oh!" and was pulled down on his chest. She was about to struggle to sit up, but Li Wei's hot mouth suddenly kissed her lips. Ye Zitong felt dizzy and thoughts were dazed, as if she had reached the end of the sky. Her body slowly softened, and she stretched out her arms and hugged Li Weizheng's neck, and sent the lilac in her mouth into his lips. At this moment, Ye Zitong's heart was filled with infinite happiness.

‘Cough! Cough!’ The coughing sound of Taihe Zhenren at the door interrupted the lover who had just fallen into his first love. The two were so scared that they quickly separated. Only then did Li Weizheng feel a sharp pain in his abdomen. He couldn't help but scream, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Ye Zitong didn't care about being shy, grabbed his hand and asked nervously: "Brother Li, what's wrong with you?"

"He suffered from his own fault and his wound burst." Taihe Zhenren came over, holding a stack of yellow silk and a knife in his hand. This was the mysterious box-in-the-box knife technique in Nanyan Palace. He also prepared a knife and wanted to give it to Li Weizheng. Yang Ning just told him that Li Weizheng was going to leave immediately, so he was about to tell Li Weizheng first, but unexpectedly, he was shocked to disperse a pair of mandarin ducks.

Taihe Zhenren shook his head with a wry smile, and then said to Ye Zitong: "Miss Zitong goes and bring the medicine box outside the room, and we will put it on the medicine and bandage it again."

"Oh!" Ye Zitong turned around and ran outward. Li Wei suddenly called her, "Tongtong!"

"Brother Li, what else do you want?"

Li Weizheng originally planned to let her go home tomorrow, but when he spoke, he suddenly felt that he couldn't say anything. Not to mention that he had no time to send her back to Hanyang, even if he could be escorted by the Taoist in the temple, he didn't want to do this. At this moment, he finally made a decision that he wanted to bring her with him. Since he had accepted this cute girl, he would never let her go back and be married to her mother. Even if he lost Ye Sutong for this, he would never regret it!

"Nothing, I just want to tell you that we will set off north the day after tomorrow!" Li Weizheng said calmly.

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Two days later, Li Weizheng and Ye Zitong hired a carriage and went north.

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Chapter completed!