The Human Emperor

At this moment, deep inside Wang Chong, you can't see anything, you can't hear anything, there is only endless ice and fire, and the dark, cold ocean.

“... you won't lose! ”

“Never admit defeat, no matter what! ”

……

Just as Wang went down in the ice fire, suddenly a gentle voice, over and over again, kept ringing in his mind. At that moment, it was like finding a piece of land in an infinite ocean covered in darkness, and the king's heart suddenly calmed down.

“Qiqin! ”

Wang punched the words out of his mouth and knew nothing.

……

It seemed like there was only one, and it seemed like countless centuries later, with a slight cough, Wang Chung finally woke up from the infinite darkness.

“Go, you're finally awake! ”

When Wang Zhong slowly opened his eyes, Wang Zhong's mother held Wang Zhong and finally couldn't bear to shed tears.

“Mother! Uncle! ”

Wang Chung looked at the two familiar voices in front of him, and his heart swept past the warm currents of the formation.

“Go, you're finally awake! ”

On one side, Wang Chong's uncle Wang also said. He walked to the bed, lifted up the king, and his eyes were filled with concern.

Wang Chung sat up slightly, his eyes swept, and he saw several familiar shadows. In the room, Su Shixuan, Xu Keyi, Zhang Biao and others were all there. Everyone looked at Wang Chung, and there were surprises in his eyes, concerns, and more anxiety and guilt.

“My lord, you are finally awake! ”

Wang Chong still looks bad and his body looks weak, but he finally woke up from a coma, which is undoubtedly the best news of the period, and everyone's hearts are filled with joy.

“You're all here. ”

Wang chung nodded at the crowd.

“Prince, I'm sorry! ”

Looking at Wang Chung's weakness, everyone felt guilty:

“If it weren't for us, it wouldn't have happened! ”

“Oh, what does that have to do with you guys? I've always been myself. ”

Wang shook his head, but the divine color was unexpected calm.

However, seeing the serenity of Wang Chong, whether it be Wang Chong's mother, Uncle Wang, Xu Keyi, Su Shixuan, Xue Qianjun and others, worried more and more. Wang Chong behaved so calmly, it was not what everyone imagined.

However, Wang Zheng did not give everyone a chance to ask questions.

“Mother, have any of you been here during my coma? ”

“Song Wang, Lord Zhang Qiang, and Ye Lao, Zhao Lao, they are all here. ”

Wang Chung's mother opened her mouth and squeezed a smile out of her mouth.

Wang flushed, but quickly reacted, looking at the mother beside him, quickly revealed a smile on her face.

“Mom, I know what you're worried about, don't worry, I'm fine. ”

Boom!

As he was speaking, suddenly another boiling voice came from far away from the royal house. When he heard this voice, everyone in the room was tight, only Wang Chung just blinked his eyes, and the color was normal.

“Cough, punch, you just woke up, your bones are still weak, take a good rest for now. Sister, let's go out and leave him alone. ”

Wang Zheng slightly coughed twice, saying to Wang Zhong's mother on one side, as he spoke, he looked at the other side of the scholarship, Su Shixuan and others.

Wang Chong was unconscious and depressed. If Wang Chong heard the protests from the outside crowd again, no one knew what would happen.

“Your Highness, let's go first! ”

Su Shixuan, Xu Keyi and others were scared. His face was full of anxiety and he hurried to go out.

“Mmm!”

Wang Chung nodded slightly and said nothing.

For a moment, the people in the room were all scattered clean, quickly, just for a moment, the boiling people outside quickly quieted down.

In the room, Wang fluttered on the bed, not knowing how long later, Wang flushed to the bed and finally stood up.

Outside the windows, clouds are thick and the sky is dim.

Wang looked at the sky and remained motionless for a long time.

However, even Wang Chong did not notice that in the distance, a pair of eyes passed through the royal window, from the royal courtyard wall to a housing ridge, silently staring at him.

Shh!

Just a blink of an eye, the sound shrank from the roof, a few flashes, vanish from sight.

All the way around through the streets and alleys until it was confirmed that they had not been followed, the black-clothed man arrived in front of a rich and restored mansion. A flashing body immediately overturned the courtyard wall and drilled in through a blind rear door.

Follow a shady passage into the palace, a dark place, where long ago a human figure stood by his side and waited silently. The palace was dim and could not see the person, but the clothes on the person could be seen invisibly.

The man, dressed in plainclothes and wearing a hat, simply stood there casually, revealed a boundless smell of power all over his body, obviously in an exceptional position.

“My lord, just checked, the royal boy finally woke up a moment ago! ”

The man in black knelt on his knees and respectfully said.

Whistle!

The voice of the man in black had just fallen, and the atmosphere in the hall had suddenly changed, becoming sword-shaped and filled with a dangerous smell.

“Is this boy still alive? ”

In the dark, the shadow with the head suddenly squeezed his eyes, and a strong killing machine emerged from the sound:

“I noticed, however, that while he woke up, he seemed to be getting worse from the start of his illness and was not looking very well. In addition, we tested the doctor who treated him, who said that he was suffering from gas disturbances and that there were hundreds of different types of gas and that he was in danger of detonation at any time. ”

Black-clothed men knelt down in the tunnel.

“Oh?”

When he heard the man in black, his face was slightly moving and he seemed to feel much better in his heart:

“Hundreds? Alert those people for me, it's their turn! ”

The man's voice was cold and cold, and his aura was as sharp as a sword:

“Boy, you are really fateful. You have been a foreign king since you were a little girl. You have stirred up chaos all over the world. Even Zhu Zi has been made out by you. If you don't know how to do time, you can only give you a ride! ”

The shady voice, even the man in black kneeling on the ground, had to shudder.

But only for a moment, in the palace, the figure with the head disappeared, and His Highness the man in black disappeared.

……

The Royal Gate was closed, and since Wang Chung was taken from his official position and rejected by Zhu Zi, almost all Wenwu Baiguan of the court detoured, far away from the royal scope. Outside the Royal Mansion, people marched waves after wave. Even if Su Shixuan and others wanted to use the City Defense Department, Wang Chong could not be completely banned.

In the mansion, Wang Zhuang seems to have completely forgotten everything. He has lived a quiet life in the mansion. He has let go of the court, the sidelines, and the Confucianism. In the province, Wang Chung eats and drinks tea every day, sleeps extremely regularly, and there is also talk of laughter with the people below, everything seems normal.

And in the capital, Wang Chong never talked about anything related to the chapel, but people saw it all in their eyes, and their hearts grew more worried.

“Doctor, what happened to my son? ”

In the other room of Wang Royal Mansion, Wang Chong's mother, uncle, Su Shixuan, Xu Keyi and others were all there, and everyone had a slight apprehension in their eyes.

“Alas, the Prince sees normality and the pulse sees peace, but if this thing doesn't work out, he'll never get better. The feeling of depression is deep, and with the royal cultivation in the body, I fear it will be even more dangerous! ”

The pale doctor sighed.

The royal palace is as good as the clouds. As royal doctors, they are not only ordinary maidens of the palace, mother-in-law, but also princes with profound martial arts, offerings, feathers, royal forests, and princes of Datang. These royal doctors are also extraordinary in martial arts opinions.

Hearing the doctor, everyone in the room frowned deeply, and the frowns revealed deep concern. Confucianism is far-reaching and extremely far-reaching, and there is no good solution for everyone.

For a while, everyone was silent.

……

Just when everyone in the room was worried, far away, in the study, Wang Zhuang was dressed in plain clothes, with a tape at random behind his head, looking casual and natural.

In front of him, a Xuan paper stall spread out, Wang punched the brush and sprinkled it on Xuan paper at will.

He looked pale and completely unaffected by the outside world.

“Until the spring and the landscape, the waves are not shocked, up and down the sky, one bright hectare; the sand gulls are gathered, swimming scales...”

This is a poem by Wing Chun. Wang Chung also forgot where to read it. All he knows is that he can write whatever he wants.

Perhaps after so many things, Wang's heart slowly precipitated, the writing was no longer as awkward and childish as it had been at the time of the original Taijin events, but an additional smell of the wind frost, atmospheric, steady, thick, like a knife axe.

Wang Chong is imprisoned in the capital. He uses this calligraphy every day to spend time and relieve his mood.

“Shore Tintin Lan, lush and green. Or the long smoke is empty, the moon is a thousand miles, the brilliance leaps gold, the still shadow sinks perfectly..."

Wang Chung continued to write down, seemingly immersed in the calligraphy under the pen.

“… is worried about going in and going out. Then when will you be happy? He will surely say," Worried by the worry of the heaven first, rejoiced by the joy of the heaven after! "”

But when I wrote the last two sentences, it suddenly seemed like something pierced me, click, the brush in Wang's hand suddenly broke. It was not until this moment that Wang Zhong suddenly realized that he had written not any poem of this era, but a chapter written by someone from another world deep in his memory.