Zongwu: Madam, please respect yourself

The moonlight is strong.

Yue Buqun looked at his wife beside him with a complicated expression.

He let out a long sigh.

The palm slowly released a faint white dust.

Seeing that his wife was breathing more and more steadily under the influence of the dust, it was obvious that she had entered a deep sleep.

Then he gently got out of bed, opened the window, and left the room.

Ning Zhong was not aware of it at all, but soon her brows were furrowed, her breathing was rapid, and she was sweating all over her body.

As if trapped in some kind of painful nightmare.

"Mother~"

"Mother~"

Ning Zhongze suddenly opened his eyes.

She was a little confused.

However, she soon found that the people around her disappeared without knowing when, but she was sweating profusely. Even the quilt and sheets were soaked with sweat, and they looked as if they had been fished out of the water.

Thinking back to everything he had just encountered in his dream.

She slowly sat up and looked around gently.

Only then did he discover the head making the noise at the door not far from him.

It was his daughter Yue Lingshan.

Although I had some doubts about Yue Buqun's disappearance.

But Ning Zhongze still gently shook his palm: "Lingshan, what's wrong?"

Yue Lingshan slowly walked to the bedside, and she slowly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Yue Buqun was no longer there.

But then he asked in a low voice, "Mom, isn't dad here?"

Ning Zhong shook his head and gently pulled Yue Lingshan to sit on the bed: "Shan'er, do you have something to tell me? I know you are here to see me."

Yue Lingshan clutched her clothes tightly: "Mom, I do have something to say to you." Yue Lingshan hesitated a little. She didn't know what to say anymore. What she saw during the day made her The world view has undergone earth-shaking changes.

She had endured it for a long time, even forcing herself to forget everything she had seen.

But the end result was that she was restless, tossing and turning. In desperation, she could only find her mother.

Ning Zhong seemed to notice that his daughter was in trouble, and immediately reached out to hold her hand.

"Shan'er, if you have anything to say, just tell me directly. There is nothing bad to say between mother and daughter."

Yue Lingshan felt the sweat on her mother's palms.

Finally he said, "Mom, actually I didn't pass out during the day."

After Ning Zhong heard these words, the laziness that had been on his face disappeared in an instant, his eyes were filled with panic, and his body that had been leaning on the bed immediately sat upright.

However, Yue Lingshan continued without any notice: "Mom, I don't want to marry my senior brother, I want to pursue my own life."

"That's enough!" Ning Zhong interrupted Yue Lingshan's eloquent speech.

However, he suddenly thought of what he had done.

Ning Zhong suddenly felt that he had no qualifications to blame his daughter.

She looked at her aggrieved daughter beside her.

Slowly he put his daughter into his arms: "Shan'er, I won't force you anymore."

Ning Zhong remembered that when Yue Buqun was lying next to her at night, she felt not only uncomfortable but also slightly disgusted.

Even though he didn't talk about benevolence, justice and morality while sleeping, Ning Zhongze still felt a strong sense of discomfort.

It was as if there was a thousand-pound burden following him.

She didn't like the feeling of being restrained.

Huashan Jade Girl was once a heroine who took pleasure in vengeance in the arena. I don’t know when she started. She not only lost her freedom, but also became a prisoner of the rules.

She was tired of feeling trapped.

This feeling made her miserable.

I absolutely cannot let my daughter experience such pain again.

She looked at her daughter in her arms: "Shan'er. I suddenly figured it out. I shouldn't stop you, I shouldn't imprison you in life. I respect your choice and I support your choice. I will advise you. Father, I will no longer dictate your marriage. I am Shan'er!"

Ning Zhong wanted to say that he would never have anything to do with Wu Gong again, but the words were already on his lips but he couldn't say them anyway.

Yue Lingshan hugged her mother tightly: "Mom, thank you for giving your daughter freedom!"

In the end, Ning Zhongze did not say what was on his lips.

She just held her daughter quietly.

after awhile.

Ning Zhongze was surprised to find that Yue Lingshan actually fell asleep in his arms.

A slight smile formed on the corner of his mouth.

He slowly placed his daughter on the bed.

Ning Zhong stood up from the bed and prepared to change clothes.

She didn't know why, but she felt particularly tired.

My whole body was soaked with sweat.

No, I didn't feel so tired during the day. Why am I so tired now?

Changed clothes.

Ning Zhong became confused.

Although her internal strength is not as deep as Huang Rong's.

But it’s not like I feel empty inside because of my emotions during the day.

Ning Zhong noticed something unusual.

Her body was still sweating continuously.

Even if I put on a new set of clothes, nothing has changed.

He frowned slightly.

The way I feel now doesn't seem like it's due to excessive physical exertion, nor does it feel like I'm sick, but rather like I've been poisoned.

She slowly narrowed her eyes and felt the true energy swimming in her body.

A faint white air began to spread from the top of her head.

Ning Zhongze did not practice the Zixia magic skill.

What she practices is another set of inner strength and mental methods.

This set of mental techniques is especially suitable for swordsmen to use.

Although it is not as legendary as Zixia's magical skill, it can be regarded as a first-class mental skill in the world, and it was specially found for her by her master.

Ning Zhong slowly narrowed his eyes.

Sure enough, with the movement of her true energy, she quickly noticed something abnormal in her body.

She stretched out her palm and touched her nose gently, and a grain of white dust was brought out from her nose.

It was this kind of dust that was similar to sweat medicine, and it was also the culprit that made her sweat profusely.

Ning Zhong was silent for a while.

She walked to Yue Lingshan's side and gently searched her daughter's face for a while.

Soon, similar white dust was found.

Ning Zhong took his daughter's palm and checked her pulse for a while to make sure it was just after she fell asleep.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, my heart came up again.

There was only one person who could inflict the Mongolian sweat medicine on herself in this way, and that was Yue Buqun, who disappeared beside her.

Ning Zhong narrowed his eyes.

Recalling the meal tonight, Yue Buqun had some strange expressions.

Ning Zhongze was sensitive to the fact that her husband was hiding something important from her.

He looked around quickly.

Ning Zhong walked to the window.

Look at the windows that are not fully closed.

Ning Zhongze's doubts became more certain.

She glanced at her daughter behind her and moved her back to her room first.

Then he lay on the bed and pretended to be asleep.

About half an hour passed.

A clear voice sounded from the corner of the room, and Yue Buqun jumped in from the window.

He slowly closed the window and bolted it.

He glanced at Ning Zhongze, who was still sleeping, and placed the eagle in his arms on the table.

This eagle trained extremely well and didn't make any sound. It looked like a wooden sculpture.

If it weren't for the cyan eyes that kept moving, I'm afraid it would have been thought of as a wooden sculpture.

Ning Zhong squinted his eyes and looked at Yue Buqun who was writing furiously.

She didn't know the eagle from the Manchu Qing Dynasty. She knew more about the Mongolian goshawk.

But just by the thick feathers and the dazzling blue eyes.

Ning Zhong guessed the identity of the eagle.

He watched Yue Buqun quickly finish writing a letter and stuff it into the envelope at Eagle's feet.

Then I saw him secretly opening the window, blowing the bamboo shoots, and letting the eagle soar into the sky.

In Ning Zhongze's mind, while being horrified, he also understood that his husband might be working for the Manchus now.

After doing all this, Yue Buqun breathed a long sigh of relief.

He closed the window.

Sitting next to the table.

Looking at his wife lying on the bed.

Yue Buqun suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Junior sister, I know you are awake."

Ning Zhongze's heart sank, but there was no movement at all. He still pretended to sleep with steady breathing.

Yue Buqun was silent for a while.

His ears kept shaking, after repeatedly making sure that he didn't hear any other sounds.

Only then was he completely sure that his wife had not woken up.

Yue Buqun nodded and took off his clothes, revealing the red silk robe that had been wrapped tightly around his body.

The Huashan Sect has a secret that is not passed down, and only the current leaders can know it.

As early as a hundred years ago, the Huashan Sect originally had no distinction between sword energy. Yue Su and Cai Zifeng of the Huashan Sect took a peek at the "Sunflower Collection" secret book collected by Zen Master Hongye in the Putian Shaolin Temple, and each wrote down half of it. After returning to Huashan, conflicts and disputes arose due to mutual doubts about the authenticity of the contents of the secret books described by the other. Each of them set up his own power and intrigues, split the Huashan sect into two, and established the Sword Sect and the Air Sect.

After Zen Master Hongye learned about this, he sent his disciple Zen Master Duyuan to Huashan to find out the situation.

Unexpectedly, both Yue and Cai thought that Du Yuan knew the martial arts in the "Sunflower Book" and asked him about the authenticity of the parts recorded by the other party.

Later, I heard that this Zen master had returned to secular life, changed his name to Lin Yuantu and established the Fuwei Escort Bureau. With his sword skills to ward off evil, he defeated heroes all over the world.

That is, the Fuwei Escort Agency in the home of Lin Pingzhi, Yue Buqun's new disciple.

After Yue Buqun learned this secret from the previous generation leader, he had already had some evil thoughts, but because of the distance, he never implemented it.

But after discovering Lin Pingzhi's traces, he risked offending the Qingcheng Sect to accept Lin Pingzhi, just to obtain the so-called evil-avoiding sword technique.

Sure enough, he found the red silk robe on Lin Pingzhi's body that contained the evil sword technique.

This should be part of the cassock worn by the monk.

Lin Pingzhi couldn't understand the words on it. Although Yue Buqun could understand it, it was very laborious and took so many geniuses to finally copy down the evil-fighting sword skills above.

Yue Buqun looked at his wife on the bed, his eyes filled with guilt.

In fact, before going to Songshan Mountain, he had already practiced the evil-fighting sword technique.

This is why, ever since Lin Pingzhi entered the Huashan Sect.

Yue Buqun no longer had any reason to sleep with Ning Zhongze.

But he didn't regret it at all.

The winner is a prince and the loser is a bandit. Men should always be cruel to themselves.

Besides, with Shan'er here, he is not considered childless.