It was already halfway through the night and the cold wind became even more bitter. Ning Chen felt his legs start to hurt again. He couldn't help but feel a little upset and went down the tower with a gloomy face.

The pagoda is ten feet high, and those who are disabled can no longer die. The blue bow and arrow box are scattered not far away, emitting a cold light.

This is a good bow, Ning Chen commented.

In fact, he didn't know what kind of bow is good or what kind of bow is bad. He just evaluates it based on his feelings.

This bow almost made him feel cold last time, and this time almost made him feel cold. There was a deep hatred between them.

The material of the bow is not like wood, but a kind of metal that cannot be understood. There are too many strange things in this world, and he can't tell it.

The word "Poshu" is engraved on the inside of the green bow, which is simple and grand, and seems to be worth a lot of money in some years.

From today on, this blue bow is his, and the arrow box is also his.

The road back was a bit far away. Ning Chen didn't want to work hard, so he walked slowly. The wheelchair was crushed on the stone road, and the squeaking sound sounded, which was a bit harsh, but it was better than emptiness and loneliness.

The dark clouds gradually covered the moon, and the damn sky seemed to be snowing again, endlessly, which made people feel unpleasant.

There was an extremely subtle sound behind him, and Ning Chen knew that someone was following him, and it was not one or two.

He was too lazy to pay attention to these things, as long as no one killed each other, it would be sunny.

Among the people behind, there must be Changsun’s spy. If he accidentally hurts the wrong person, he will be very happy.

In this world, he is afraid of not many people, but unfortunately, Changsun is one of them.

The wind was extremely cold at the tail of the clothes. Ning Chen was walking on the road and trembled slightly unconsciously, and the hand in the wheelchair was slightly stiff.

"I won't vomit blood again, right?"

The dullness in his chest made his bad mood worse. He had already taken medicine tonight, and the effect seemed to be very average.

I lost 800 taels of silver.

The Lingyan Pavilion is already very quiet, and the women in the brothel also need to rest. It is said that the bitch is ruthless and the actor is ruthless, but the real ruthless and unrighteous are these self-proclaimed romantic clients.

What Ning Chen hated most in his life was these so-called romantic talents. Talented men are romantic, but behind the romantic feelings are the blood and tears of women.

Du Shiniang jumped into the river, Chen Yuanyuan became a monk, Liu Rushi hung his beam, and Li Shishi would rather die than surrender.

He is not an angry young man, but if anyone dares to call himself a romantic talent in front of him, he will definitely throw his shoes into the soles.

"Young Master Ning"

At this moment, a beautiful figure slowly walked from under the moon, which was the moon spirit that had just parted.

"I haven't slept so late?"

Ning Chen asked with a slight surprise on his face.

Yue Ling looked at the direction of the pagoda thoughtfully and replied softly, "I just heard some sounds, so come out and take a look."

Ning Chen knew in his heart that it must be the movement caused by the arrow colliding with the big black umbrella just now. Unexpectedly, Yue Ling noticed it so far away. It seems that the matter tonight will soon spread throughout the imperial city.

Yinhe’s night is very beautiful, but the weather is not beautiful, and it gradually snows.

"I'll send you back"

Ning Chen was worried about Yue Ling's body and spoke.

"Um"

Yue Ling did not refuse. The place where she lived was not far from here, less than a quarter of an hour away.

Ning Chen turned the wheelchair himself and did not ask Yue Ling to help him push it. It would be too cold at night, and the wheelchair would be very cold.

"Ahem"

The cold snow was falling, it was beautiful and cool. Yue Ling wore quite a lot, but she still kept coughing softly. It seemed that the two of them had a little similarity, and they didn't like snow.

After a few days of getting to know each other, Ning Chen found that he had almost no understanding of this strange woman, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Where is the hometown of Miss Ling?"

"North"

Yue Ling pointed to the north and said softly.

Ning Chen smiled silently. He knew that it was north that day, and they met in the north of Daxia. However, since Yue Ling didn't want to say it, he would no longer ask.

"Mr. Ning, what is your ideal in life?"

Yue Ling looked at the distant north and saw a flash of color in her eyes, which was extremely bright and made people dare not look directly at it.

Ning Chen was silent. This question was too difficult for him to answer. He used to want to leave the palace, but later he left the palace, but now he tried every means to go back.

If I really want to say it, I will be able to stand up one day.

A very simple wish seems out of reach to achieve.

"What about you?" Ning Chen did not answer, but asked back.

"The world is peaceful and the people are rich!"

When he said this, Yue Ling's beautiful face was not pretentious, holy and noble, without any trace of dust.

Ning Chen was even more silent. He was not as good as her. He always pushed the world into the next life because he knew that he could not do it.

This is an ideal that cannot be desecrated, but it is also the most difficult ideal to achieve.

When Yuelai Inn arrived, Yueling went up to rest. Ning Chen watched the former go upstairs, then turned his wheelchair and left.

He sincerely hoped that her ideal could be realized.

After returning to Lingyan Pavilion, Ning Chen sat in front of the bed, looked at the broken bow in his hand, and then he immediately turned his body and gently pulled the bowstring.

The very hard bow did not move at all. As a last resort, he could only continue to use force to urge the true energy to inject into the bow, but a powerful suction force came, and the true energy in his body instantly decreased by 30%.

"No wonder"

Ning Chen frowned and said to himself that this bow is indeed strange, and it consumes too much true energy, and ordinary people can't even pull it away once.

Now he may only be able to pull it away twice at most.

This thing is okay to use for life-saving, but it is impossible to use it every time you fight, otherwise you will be exhausted.

He held the Po Shang Bow behind him, and Ning Chen began to close his eyes and regulate his breathing. He had fought too many times recently, and his injuries were just like eating. Now he doesn't hurry up and heals. If his injuries break out during the next battle, he will be happy.

The night passed quickly, but the dawn did not come as soon as it was. The snow slowly fell down, dyeing the sky of the entire imperial city into beautiful white.

Outside Lingyan Pavilion, Ning Chen left the door very early, turned his wheelchair to the side of Yinhe, and looked at the snow on the sky on the ice, gradually, he couldn't help but fall in love with this pure and beautiful scenery.

If it weren't for the legs, it wouldn't be that bad to snow.

The snow in the imperial city is not heavy and does not affect the people's travel. People come and go, bustle and simple and peaceful, but what they tell you is life.

After thinking for a night, Ning Chen finally knew how to contact Changsun, and could make Emperor Xia and the West Palace worry about it, so he did not dare to act blatantly.

Unfortunately, I will leave again this time.

Ning Chen turned his wheelchair to the pagoda, looked at the imperial city in the distance from the top of the tower, then took out the Breaking Sword Bow behind him, bent his bow, and took the arrow, and shot it in the direction of Weiyang Palace.

"Swoosh"

The iron arrow blessed by the scroll of true energy of the Sutra was wrapped in silver light, breaking through the obstacles of the void and sweeping towards the Weiyang Palace like a meteor.

In Weiyang Palace, Qingning's expression changed drastically. Looking at the silver light shot from the sky, her figure flew out three feet and pulled out a long sword that he had nearest. Then she stomped her feet, flew up, and blocked the terrifying arrow light with one sword.

With a bang, the sword could not bear the huge force and turned into pieces. The green lingering eyes condensed, and the slender hands reached towards the iron arrow in the silver light.

Suddenly, Qingning's body shook, and after catching the iron arrow, she turned her body and rushed towards Changsun's palace.

Behind the iron arrow, a moon-shaped jade pendant swayed, and Qingling was in a heavy mood. She knew that this was specially reserved by the Empress for the boy to save her life. Very few people knew about it, and it was impossible for anyone to threaten it.

In this way, the jade pendant must have been shot by Ning Chen himself.

The situation was urgent, Qingning didn't have time to think about why she was so capable, but worried would be in chaos. She was afraid that there would be some danger in the former that urgently needed her and the queen to save her.

Shortly after Changsun woke up, the eldest prince was not in the palace, and the Ninth Princess was detained for Ning Chen, so no one would come to pay his respects when it was too early in the morning.

As for the concubines in the palace, they will not arrive until breakfast.

Qingning didn't knock on the door and pushed it in directly, which made Changsun, who was still dressing up in the room, frowned slightly. It was not a blame, but she understood Qingning's personality. If there was no extremely important thing, she would never be so rude.

"What's wrong"

Changsun continued to dress up and asked calmly.

Qingning quickly stepped forward and handed the arrow in her hand over, with a look of worry.

Changsun saw the jade pendant on the arrow, paused his hand while dressing up. He thought for a moment, then stood up and said with a serious look, "Let's go, leave the palace with me."

"Empress, nothing will happen to Ning Chen, right?" Qingning asked worriedly.

"No, he wanted to tell me that he had something urgent to see me," Changsun shook his head and said.

At the same time, both the West Palace and the Tianyu Palace responded. The arrow was too dazzling and the strong men hidden in the palace had already seen it, but no matter what, they were slow this time.

No matter how fast the spy's information is, it will take time. When Ning Chen's move was transmitted to the palace, Changsun and Qingning had already left the palace.

After Ning Chen shot that arrow, he stayed on the pagoda and didn't move. He was waiting for Changsun to come.

Sure enough, after waiting for a while, a carriage slowly came from a distance, without any guards, no palace maids and eunuchs, and only Qingning accompanied him.

Changsun’s trust was a bit heavy. He had been assassinated once and dared to leave the palace like this, which made his heart more and more heavy.
To be continued...