He immediately pushed open the car door and ran down, pushed open the eunuchs around him, personally took the weak Fu Chen, and called out with concern: "A Chen..."

Fu Chen seemed to have relapsed due to his old injury, his face was as pale as paper, his lips were dry and his skin became dry, and his hands and feet were weak.

Seeing that he looked like this, Ning Nanyou couldn't help but feel guilty. Without saying a word, he silently helped Fu Chen to the carriage, and ordered Liao Yuncheng to get off the carriage and take the horse with him.

The carriage, led by the yellow gate in the palace, walked around the road when he came and headed towards the side gate of the palace city. Along the way, Fu Chen didn't even have the strength to speak, just closed his eyes and rested. Ning Nanyou secretly observed his injuries, and couldn't help but wonder.

Before Fu Chen left, the injury on his chest must have healed a lot. Why is it so recurring so badly now? He looked like he was being tortured in an inner prison, which made people feel uncomfortable when they looked at it.

Ning Nanyou did not have any attacks. He stared at Fu Chen, who was resting without saying a word, and sat quietly in the carriage, lowering his eyes and pondering something.

The car drove out of the imperial city, and the eunuch personally took them to the post station before turning around and leaving.

Ning Nanyouhei had a calm face, supported Fu Chen, who was weak and weak with one hand, and walked towards the wing room to the north. Liao Yuncheng wanted to help, but he pushed it away and could not get close to him.

The man was still injured, but he did not care about his actions, which made Liao Yuncheng very worried, but he did not dare to disturb him at will, so he had to follow him closely, unwilling to give up a step.

Fu Chen was helped by him into the innermost room, and the two of them staggered to the inner room.

Ning Nanyou's anger finally couldn't help but let it come out. Seeing that Fu Chen was about to reach the edge of the bed, he suddenly let him loose his arm and let Fu Chen fall into the soft mattress, unable to get up.

Ning Nanyou had a cold face, his voice was low and turbid, full of anger: "You are very brave. Do you dare to come to the Chinese court alone? How did Your Majesty explain before leaving? Let you be sure to arrive in Jianning with me to protect your lives. Are you so that you can hear these things?

Very good! It's really good! Look at how you look like now? The great Wei Dynasty and the Great Honglu were bullied in other countries so much like this? I shouldn't have come here to save you! I should have let you suffer this hardship!"

Fu Chen was thrown on the couch, moved weakly, leaning on the soft pillow and saying, "Don't calm down, the injury on my body is not injured in the prison in the Central and Korean prisons... No matter how much Liu Qian hates the envoys of the Great Wei Dynasty, he will not really be punished."

Ning Nanyou's eyes flashed, he turned his head to look at him, and looked at him. Seeing that his eyes were sincere and he didn't seem to be telling lies, he asked half-believingly: "Is this the truth, or are you ruling me?"

Fu Chen pulled the corner of his lips helplessly: "Why do I need to lie to you about such a thing? My injuries... are really not caused by being in the inner prison. This matter has a long story. I will take you to the suburbs of the city tomorrow, and you will know what's going on."

Ning Nanyou wanted to say something, but Fu Chen reached out and pulled his sleeve, shook it twice exhausted and said, "Ayuan... Let me rest for a while. I haven't closed my eyes for many days, and I really don't have the strength to continue explaining to you..."

The more he said, the weaker he felt, and gradually he fainted his voice. Ning Nanyou lowered his eyes and looked at him, and saw that the man on the couch had closed his eyes and fell asleep sleepily. Ning Nanyou frowned, pursed his lips and bent down, and was about to twist the bedding for him, but he was shocked to see a scar on his arm.

Ning Nanyou calmed down and looked at the scar for a long time. He always felt familiar. He was stunned for a while before pulling the corner of the bedding in his hand to Fu Chen, then turned around and headed outside the house.

Liao Yuncheng was motionless at the door. When he heard the movement of opening the door, he immediately turned his head and looked over. Ning Nan walked out of the room with a worried look on his face. Liao Yuncheng followed and asked, "Lord, what's wrong with Mr. Fu? Do you need to go and ask a doctor to take a look?"

Ning Nanyou lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking in his mind, and he asked for a while, "Fu Chen was detained in the palace... Then what about the elite supervisors and other guards?"

Liao Yuncheng was shocked and suddenly stopped, and a huge doubt arose in his heart: Yes? Where is Lu Xun?

Ning Nanyou turned around and stared at the closed door, and said solemnly and seriously: "It seems that something else must have happened after Fu Chen arrived in Jianning."

Liao Yuncheng touched his head and stared at Lang Jun in confusion.

Ning Nanyou turned his eyes, as if he had decided something, and immediately ordered Liao Yuncheng: "After Chen Shi, he took a few people and sneaked out of the post station quietly to Jianning Dongjiao to help me find someone. This person may have a blacksmith shop. He is a foreigner who has just arrived in a village in Dongjiao. Remember, don't let the Chi Lingwei outside find you. If you find such a person, take him back immediately."

Liao Yuncheng didn't know what the husband was thinking, so he nodded blankly, bowed and said, "I follow the order."

At midnight, the clouds were deep and the moon was quiet. Several people flipped out the walls of the backyard of the inn. They carefully avoided the Chi Lingwei who was guarding and surveillance nearby and ran towards the suburbs.

Ning Nanyou stared at the figures of those people in front of the small thatched house on the side door until they disappeared from sight. He turned around and saw a boy standing under the willow tree in front of the screen wall in the backyard, holding the wall with one hand and staring at him straight.

He ran over immediately, reached out to support him and said, "Aren't you resting in the room? Why did you come out at this time?"

Fu Chen was weak all over and almost couldn't stand firm. He stared at Ning Nanyou and said, "What did you ask Yuncheng to go to the suburbs?"

Ning Nanyou paused slightly and said in a low voice: "I'm not relieved if Lu Xun is there alone."

Fu Chen sighed and said, "When I entered the court alone, I had warned Lu Xun to hide himself, so you don't have to worry."

The willow leaves gently brushed across the shadows and leaked out a moonlight. Ning Nanyou curled his lips silently and smiled, without further words.

Soon, Fu Chen noticed his abnormality and grabbed him and asked, "Do you have something else to hide from me?"

Ning Nanyou smiled and said, "What can I hide from you?"

After saying that, he wanted to help Fu Chen back to the house: "The weather is getting colder and you have injuries on your body. Don't stand in the wind for a long time, so as not to leave any disease like me in the future."

But Fu Chen grabbed his sleeve and refused to leave, and said seriously and said, "Ning Zhaoyuan, if you have something to do, I can't hide it. You must have something to hide."

Ning Nanyou lowered his eyes, grabbed his arm gently, lifted it a little, revealing the scar with a slightly strange shape. He stared in silence for a while, took a deep breath and said, "How did you get this wound?"

Fu Chen looked at the scar on his arm with a puzzled look on his face, blinked and said, "This...it's just that when I came to Jianning, I was accidentally injured by an assassin attack. Is there anything wrong?"

Ning Nanyou asked tentatively: "This person...is the person you are going to take me to see tomorrow?"

Fu Chen felt even more strange, raised his eyes and stared at him, "The assassin did not succeed in the attack. He ran away when he saw that he could not fight Lu Xun. How could you suddenly ask such a question?"

Ning Nanyou lowered his eyes, and there seemed to be waves in his pupils. He endured it, but still couldn't completely suppress his emotions: "The shape of the wound drawn by this dart knife is exactly the same as the scar on my mother's left wrist."

Fu Chen was shocked and said in surprise: "What? How is this possible? The bandits who bullied your mother back then have been dealt with by the Regent?"

Ning Nanyou: "Speaking of this... I have always had a doubt over the years. When I was seven years old, Wang and my father had only been married for three months. Why did he attack my mother? My mother never paid attention to her father's favor and even more disgusted with her father's steps into her courtyard, lived in a side courtyard, and was almost treated coldly, and was no longer favored. Wang didn't need to take her seriously. Why did she insult my mother like this? She insisted on driving her crazy?"

As he said, the cold color in his eyes became stronger and stronger, as if the ice crystals on the peak of Tianshan Mountain were so cold that they were so cold that they were heart-warming.

Fu Chen was shocked and couldn't help asking: "What do you mean... the person who harmed your mother back then might not be the Princess of Huai?"

Ning Nanyou didn't say anything, but his hand hidden in his sleeve had already clenched into a fist.

Fu Chen thought about it for a while and felt that there was something strange here. He held his breath and stared at the scar on his hand carefully. He suddenly thought of something. He raised his head and looked at the boy beside him, and asked in a low voice: "Do you doubt..."

Ning Nanyou looked at him, his eyes full of bitterness and disappointment, and in addition to that, only the deeper and colder light remained.

Fu Chen trembled and said, "He isn't so...so vicious, right? How could he..."

"Have he ever shown mercy to me over the years? The father and son he did was just a superficial relationship. He had long hated my mother... What's impossible to do such a thing? Otherwise, how could the bandits who had been killed by him appear here again today?"

Ning Nanyou has almost concluded that the murderer has been decided.

But Fu Chen thought there must be another mystery in this, and he always felt that a father and a husband would not be so cruel.

"The King of Huai has always been decisive and vicious. If it were his instructions, these people who bullied your mother back then would not leave a living... So there must be some misunderstandings in this." He tried hard to comfort him, not hoping that Ning Nanyou would fall into darkness again because of this matter.

Ning Nanyou sneered: "Misunderstanding? I hope...it's a misunderstanding. Everything... will be known just when Liao Yuncheng returns."
Chapter completed!