novelaction Chapter 330 Father, I will capture him personally
Chapter 330 Father, I will capture him personally
The palace covered a huge area. Xie Ling and the other two walked for an hour but there was still no exit in sight.
Xie Ling calculated the time and said, "It's time for the royal funeral. The emperor should have discovered that we are gone. He will definitely seal off the city."
The hand pushing the wheelchair paused, and Xie Ling said in a deep voice: "We have to think about what to do now. We can't just go out like a headless fly. First, the uncle's wheelchair can't be used. Otherwise, it will be too conspicuous and we will be a sitting duck."
Wei Linglong's eyes widened, "But the emperor's uncle's leg can't be cured?"
"Put me down." Wei Xiuchu's eyes were firm, "Put me here, I know what's best for me."
"no!"
Wei Linglong said loudly.
After she finished speaking, her brows furrowed tightly.
But if they don’t let go of Wei Xiuchu, how can they leave the city?
Xie Ling chuckled, "Who said I can't be cured?"
Wei Xiuchu and Wei Linglong both looked at her.
Xie Ling half squatted down and took out the silver needle.
This time the silver needle was much thicker than the last time, almost as thick as the Emei needle, and it flashed a cold light under the candlelight.
"I can stimulate your nerves and temporarily restore your legs for a day, but it will be very painful because the nerves cannot be anesthetized. And there are strong side effects, and the treatment period will be prolonged, maybe three to five years, maybe seven to eight years."
Wei Xiuchu's chest was burning, and he said in a low voice: "Okay."
After more than a decade in a wheelchair, even one day would make him dizzy with excitement.
Wei Linglong held the candle and stared at Xie Ling's movements without blinking.
Seeing the palm-length silver needles piercing into Wei Xiuchu's legs, Wei Linglong let out a low cry.
Wei Xiuchu's body also trembled slightly.
Xie Ling said softly: "Uncle, bear with it for a while."
Wei Xiuchu nodded, "This pain is much less than the burning pain at the beginning."
Wei Linglong's eyes dimmed and she began to feel guilty again.
Wei Xiuchu noticed her abnormality, endured the severe pain, raised his hand and touched the top of her head with a gentle look in his eyes.
Time passed little by little.
Xie Ling inserted a total of seven steel needles into Wei Xiuchu's legs, all of which penetrated his legs.
Then he took out a dagger, cut off the two ends of the steel needle, and then pulled down Wei Xiuchu's trouser leg, so that it was impossible to see that the steel needle was inserted into the leg.
"Stand up and try?"
Wei Xiuchu was already sweating from the pain, but his eyes lit up when he heard that. He put his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair and tried to get up.
Feeling the severe pain in his legs, Wei Xiuchu's heart was beating like a drum. He exerted force little by little, and his body slowly rose...
By the time he stood up completely, Wei Linglong could no longer hold back her tears.
Wei Xiuchu looked at Xie Ling, his eyes filled with unstoppable joy. "She really stood up!"
Xie Ling chuckled: "This place is not far from the exit, uncle, please contact someone quickly and try to walk normally."
At the same time, I thought that the uncle was too tall, at least 1.9 meters, and he was almost touching the wall of the secret room.
It does fit the rumor about the high-spirited and invincible young general.
Wei Xiuchu nodded, endured the severe pain, and walked back and forth in the corridor.
It has been more than ten years since I last felt the feeling of walking. Even someone as calm as Wei Xiuchu couldn't help but show joy, his eyes curved into crescents.
While he was practicing, Xie Ling found an excuse to go back and brought King Qi out of the space.
The King of Qi was still unconscious, so Xie Ling gave him another shot of sleeping pills before putting him in the aisle.
Wei Linglong kept following Wei Xiuchu, fearing that he would fall.
Seeing his eyes curved with laughter, Wei Linglong seemed to have discovered something miraculous, "Uncle, you are actually laughing? Hey, wait a minute."
Wei Linglong frowned and held her chin in her hand, thinking, "Uncle, I seem to have noticed that your eyes are similar to A Ling's. Both are a little round, but pointed upwards, like a fox."
Wei Xiuchu turned around and looked at Xie Ling again.
I thought they didn’t look alike at all, maybe Linglong was wrong.
Xie Ling touched her disguised face, thinking about confessing her identity to the uncle in Sinan.
Men's clothing is more convenient now.
"Have you practiced? Now let's move on to the second step, disguise."
Wei Xiuchu touched the cold mask on his face, pondered and said nothing.
Linglong closed her eyes obediently.
Under Xie Ling's brilliant writing, Wei Linglong was transformed into a girl with a sallow complexion, ordinary facial features, and a big mole at the corner of her mouth.
Then, Xie Ling took off her outer robe, cut it, and let Wei Linglong put it on.
Now, she has nothing to do with the exquisite and elegant little princess.
Then, Xie Ling changed her appearance, retouching this ordinary face by thickening her eyebrows, making her eyes longer and narrower, and even adding shadow to her nose to add a bit of evil charm.
Xie Ling was extremely grateful to those people who had been relentlessly hunting her down at the end of the world.
Otherwise, my makeup and head-changing skills wouldn’t be so amazing.
Wei Xiuchu knew it was his turn, and his expression was a little complicated, "I'm afraid I'll scare you, so be prepared."
Wei Linglong's heart was in her throat.
She only knew that her uncle's face was disfigured by the fire, but she didn't know what he looked like exactly.
It was not until Wei Xiuchu slowly took off his mask, revealing his mottled, uneven face without a single piece of good skin, that Wei Linglong's eyes were already bloodshot.
Wei Xiuchu chuckled to ease the atmosphere, "If a child saw my face, they would probably think they saw a demon. If you have children in the future and they don't behave, let me scare them."
"It can be cured." Xie Ling's eyes flashed with sympathy, and her tone was firm, "Uncle, don't worry, I can cure it."
Skin grafting will do the trick, but the recovery time will be long.
Modern medicine is still better.
Wei Xiuchu was speechless and didn't know how to thank An Ning.
His face is no longer recognizable as it originally was, it's covered with scars, and it can actually be cured?
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royal palace.
The emperor was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and his face, which always showed no emotion, now turned frighteningly pale.
He slammed the desk so hard that the entire imperial study shook three times.
"Seal the capital! Search! Search till death! If you can't find them, all of you shall die!"
The emperor was so excited that he seemed to be crazy and couldn't speak clearly. "How dare he? How dare he! This is treason!"
The emperor was so frightened that his whole body trembled. "Pass it on! Pass my order! Announce to the world that Prince Yong killed the princess and intended to seize power and usurp the throne!"
Upon hearing this, the chief eunuch's eyes widened like bells and he hurried to Wenchang Pavilion to convey the order. When he stepped over the threshold, he almost fell down and his hat fell off.
The world is going to change!
When Wei Wuji entered the imperial study, he saw the mess on the floor.
The bookshelf was overturned, and all kinds of valuable cultural relics were scattered all over the floor and broken into pieces.
He ignored the scattered porcelain fragments, knelt on his knees, and said in a deep voice: "I have heard the emperor's decree, and the emperor's uncle is really bold."
The emperor turned around suddenly, revealing a pair of frighteningly red eyes, "Haven't you always been closest to him?"
Wei Wuji frowned, bowed his hands, and said in a pious voice, "It's just the filial piety of the younger generation to the elders. I know who my biological father is, and I also know who is the king of the entire Wei Zhao. If the King of Yong goes against you, I will kill him without hesitation."
The young man raised his eyes and looked at the emperor who was high above him.
The emperor stared into Wei Wuji's eyes, trying to detect a hint of hypocrisy in them.
But the young man's eyes were clear, open, resolute and rational.
The emperor twirled the jade ring in his hand, his mind heavy with thought.
It seems that his guess was right. Wei Linglong had a sudden realization that day and did tell Wei Xiuchu about the incident.
Right now, he needed someone who would definitely stand on his side to capture Wei Xiuchu.
Looking at the young man at his feet, the emperor finally spoke, "Then you go and arrest Wei Xiuchu yourself."
Only then did he realize that Wei Wuji's knees were bleeding from kneeling on the porcelain tiles.
But Wei Wuji didn't say a word and just knelt for a long time.
He quickly helped Wei Wuji up, "Wuji, get up quickly, why didn't you say anything?"
Wei Wuji's face was serious. "Etiquette cannot be abolished. Father is the emperor first, and then the father. So what if there is a piece of porcelain?"
The emperor felt very pleased when he heard this.
This son has always been the one who respects and admires me the most.
To Wei Xiuchu, it was nothing more than filial piety that he had developed since childhood.
The prince is upright to begin with, and cannot tolerate any impurities in his eyes. Now that he has heard that Wei Xiuchu is rebelling, how could he still stand on Wei Xiuchu's side?
The last trace of doubt in the emperor's heart disappeared.
"While it is still early, you should quickly seal off the city and lead three thousand, no, five thousand guards to conduct a carpet search of the capital! By the way, don't let anyone outside the city go either."
The emperor patted Wei Wuji on the shoulder and said, "Wuji, I know you won't let your father down."
Wei Wuji said in a deep voice: "I will definitely live up to your trust."
After explaining some more matters, Wei Wuji turned and left.
The elegance and gentleness on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by coldness and disgust.
The moment he walked out of the imperial study, the bright morning sun shone through the palace eaves, shining on his indifferent face and illuminating the sadness in his eyes.
The young man stepped down the white marble steps, his back looking eerily lonely.