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The weather was hot and the autumn was crisp. After staying in the palace for another five or six days, Ling Yanchi's injuries were almost healed. This day, he was fishing with Chen Yunyu by a small pond. He held a fishing rod in one hand and a dried lotus leaf in the other. Blocking the sun for Chen Yunyu.

Chen Yunyu was feeling irritable, let alone fish for so long, he didn't catch a single prawn, so he said angrily: "Oh, it's useless for me to say this, just keep yourself covered, I'm not hot."

"Tsk tsk... I don't know good from bad, I call it considerate."

Chen Yunyu squinted at him: "Thank you, then can you tell me that your bait has been eaten up, why didn't you catch a single fish?"

Ling Yanchi said dejectedly: "Probably because I think I'm prettier, and I feel ashamed and don't want to come to my place?"

"... Can you still tell the truth out of your mouth, the fish is biting the hook again!"

Ling Yanchi was startled: "Where! Where!"

Chen Yunyu was a little angry: "Run away! Run away early! If you lose your mind again, you won't have grilled fish tonight!"

"It's okay, it's okay, didn't you catch it?" After speaking, he looked at Chen Yunyu's bamboo basket, and it turned out that Shizi's basket was also empty, and now he felt a little embarrassed and patted his head.

Chen Yunyu glanced at him quietly, put away the fishing rod sullenly, and left.

"Hey! Yunyu, wait for me! Don't go so fast!"

When the two returned to the mansion, Chen Yunyu lay on the bed with his back turned around without having lunch, and when he noticed that Ling Yan had gone to bed late, he said in a muffled voice, "I'm not happy that you didn't tell me something on your mind."

Ling Yanchi really had something on his mind. A few days ago he sent a letter to Qifengshan, but there was no response so far. He felt a little uneasy, so he wanted to go back and have a look, but how to open it was a problem. Ridu and Chen Yunyu are tired of being together, and when the relationship is strong, they are naturally very reluctant.

Ling Yanchi grabbed his hand and played with it, and said in a low voice: "I have to go back to Daxia, I have a few friends over there, I'm worried."

Realizing that he was about to leave again, Chen Yunyu withdrew her hand and said sadly: "You said you would stay with me in the palace."

"I... I will go back as soon as I go. I wrote to them and they didn't reply. I'm a little worried."

"You also said before that you would wait for me in Liaodong, but you returned to Daxia, so we..."

Seeing that he was getting more and more biased, and almost brought up those bad things, Ling Yanchi supported his shoulders and said: "I promise I won't do it this time, really. I am no longer the general of Daxia, they I don't even know where I'm hiding..."

Chen Yunyu was very worried, turned around and looked at him and said, "Then you won't leave again after you come back this time, okay?"

Ling Yanchi kissed his forehead and coaxed: "Okay, wait for me obediently in Liaodong, at most a month, okay?"

He was still a little disappointed: "But there are only twelve Januarys in a year."

Ling Yanchi laughed at him: "What are you afraid of, we have many years in the future!"

Only then did he nod his head, sneaked into Ling Yanchi's chest and said, "Then when are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow is the way to go. If I leave early, I will come back early. Do you think it makes sense?"

"You always have so many reasons to prevaricate me..."

"Look, look...you must be thinking wildly again, this time it's really nothing, I really want to go back to see old friends."

He never leaves the water when he does things, but he dared not say goodbye when he left this time. At this time, there were still stars in the sky, the sky was gray, and there was still a little breeze. Ling Yanchi kissed his forehead lightly and then came out. Wang Fu, what he didn't know was that Chen Yunyu just watched him like this all night...he couldn't bear it.

On the third day after Ling Yanchi left, Chen Yunyu was bored drawing, and when he picked up the pen, he outlined Ling Yanchi's smiling peach eyes. He touched it, but got ink stains on it. That's it, it's all right now, a beautiful man who looks like a flower has now become a cat with a colorful face, and he has to put it away carefully and let this man complete it by himself.

He felt that he had a good idea, and he hung the painting by the window to blow it. Suddenly, a gust of evil wind blew and the painting was blown to the ground. Chen Yunyu was bending over to pick it up. At this moment, a guard rushed in, knelt down and said, "Qi Sir, there is a woman at the gate of the city, she looks crazy, looks crazy, she bluntly wants to find the son, and even called Steward Chen's name a few times."

Chen Yunyu's expression changed, it was not unusual to find him, but it was strange to find Chen Nian, could it be... Cuiyan?I've been getting tired of being with Ling Yan these days, and almost forgot about Cuiyan's departure.

"Don't tell Chen Nian yet, let him come to my room and wait."

"Subordinates obey!"

He rushed to Duanlimen quickly, but was startled by Cuiyan's cries before he arrived.

"Please let me in, I really know Shizi! I have something important to tell him! Please..." Her face was covered in dust, her eyes were desperate, she knelt on the ground, her thin and dirty hands were holding back The armor of the guards she entered.

Chen Yunyu yelled across the distance: "Let her go!"

"Your Majesty!" As soon as Cui Yan heard his voice, she suddenly got up and rushed towards him, as if she was bursting out with infinite power.

The guard was a little uncertain whether to make a move, so he saw Chen Yunyu reach out to comfort her, and said to her in a gentle voice: "Don't panic, don't panic, talk slowly if you have something to do, I didn't let Chen Nian come..."

As soon as she heard Chen Nian's name, she shed tears silently, knelt down on the ground weakly, and said sadly: "I beg you, please go and save Young Master Ling, Your Majesty has sent troops to surround Qifeng Mountain." , even the people down the mountain were slaughtered...the river beside Pingtung Town is all red, my son..."

Chen Yunyu's face turned pale in an instant, and then she thought about it, no, no, Ling Yan had only left for three days late, so she probably didn't catch up... But what if those people found out that he was not on the mountain? Isn't it... jumping into that fire pit?

No, no, no...

He hurriedly ran towards the mansion, even Cuiyan didn't care to help him up, but he was a little dazed after running for two steps, he returned to the mansion, and then?

Cuiyan shouted behind him: "As long as the son is gone, it will be fine. The son is a relative of the Great Chen Emperor, and the two countries have made good relations with great difficulty. As long as the son is here, they will not dare to act rashly!"

right!right!That's it, he was confused, and hurried over to help Cuiyan up and said: "Leave the rest to me, you stay at home at home, I will let Chen Nian stay with you, it's okay, it's okay, nothing will happen It's..." What he said was coaxing Cuiyan as well as himself.

When Chen Nian saw Cuiyan, he could hardly recognize her. Why did the girl who went out well come back with such a dirty look, as if she hadn't bathed for several days and nights, her green clothes turned black, and her lips were chapped It's outrageous, just looking at him with red eyes and aggrieved.

He stretched out his hand towards her, nodded slowly and coaxed: "Come on... Let me take you to wash, or do you want to eat something first?"

She didn't speak, just shook her head and kept crying, and Chen Yunyu had already rushed into the house to pack her things, and said in her mouth: "I will leave the house to you, take care of my father, don't let him drink, if there is anything that can't be solved Just write a letter to the eldest princess of the capital. Ask someone to prepare a fast horse and silver taels for me, hurry up, and I will leave immediately!"

His face was pale and pale, Chen Nianji winked and didn't ask any more questions, hugged Cuiyan and went to prepare.

He drove fast all the way, and only asked Ling Yanchi to slow down, and then slow down...

After Cuiyan washed up, she dragged her haggard body to the front hall. Chen Yunyu walked like a gust of wind, and the old prince couldn't even say a word to him. This meeting also looked at Cuiyan anxiously, and said: "Let's explain the matter in detail, girl, don't panic, don't panic..."

Cuiyan took a deep breath before saying, "Cuiyan didn't make it to Liangjing this time, so I heard that something happened in the middle of the court. Mr. Ling led troops to attack Wu earlier. He originally won a complete victory, but he was raped when he returned. He was murdered by someone and was shot by a heavy arrow. Fortunately, a group of loyal people protected him and saved his life. So far, he has lived in seclusion in Qifeng Mountain. Originally, no one knew about the news, but this group of protectors got mixed up. He found a spy, and after knowing the defenses on the mountain, he reported to His Majesty one by one, His Majesty was furious, and sent 3 people to encircle and suppress him on the charge of dereliction of duty and self-serving mercenaries..."

"...was he slandered by his own people?"

Cui Yan shook her head, and said she didn’t know, but the old prince guessed the key point, if it wasn’t a cunning rabbit, or someone in the court wanted to seize power and framed him... People’s hearts, it’s the same everywhere .

But Chen Nian was thinking about something else, his arrow wound, could it be that he was injured during the battle, and he was not completely healed when he arrived at the palace, and he would faint... Then what kind of injury should he be at that time...

"You haven't told Shizi yet..." He asked with some luck.

Cui Yan shook her head and said: "Cui Yan has a letter in her hand, which contains the news I found along the way. I have told the son to him when he goes out, so that he can know the whole story."

Chen Nian scratched his head a little bit at a loss, it's over, it's over now, Shizi was serious at first, and he shouldn't go crazy after knowing it, but the more anxious this time, the worse things will be...

On the road, Chen Yunyu was riding fast all the way, eating dry food when he was hungry, and refused to take a sip of water. He was already exhausted after getting off the horse, but he didn't dare to stop. Whenever he stopped, he would think of Ling Yanchi's lightness that seemed to be able to be crushed. The weight blown away by the wind, the arrow wound directly pierced...

This person concealed his identity and stepped from the cold and gloomy Daxia Palace. With a few clothes and a purse, he just walked into the misty spring in the south of the Yangtze River. His smiling face was beautiful and gentle, and he followed him from south to south. Bei, from the Shangshu Mansion to the Dachen Palace, regardless of his own safety, helped him a lot, but he saw that he was hiding poison but ignored him, listened to his eloquent fabrication of facts but did not get to the bottom of it, and finally let him go He returned to the cold palace for himself...

Why did he get shot with an arrow for no reason?How could he let others slaughter him with his martial arts?It could only be because of himself, because he had slandered him, that he would lose his mind and suffer such a plot...

Because in this world, no one can hurt him except himself.

He really wanted to ask him if you had any regrets when you returned to the palace... But he knew that this person would smile and shake his head at him... This person never thought about himself, only worried about him.

Because I am a useless son, because I have a false name but I am unarmed, I have neither armor nor sword, I am a poor ant, anyone can step on him, and no one asks if he wants to lead soldiers. Watching him go to the front line, no one is afraid of him, anyone can make trouble for him, the one who killed General Zhou was not Ling Yanchi, not Li Mizhi, not Tang Xian, but himself, this useless and cowardly me!

Even now, he can only go to help his sweetheart alone, with this humble and weak identity, how pitiful and ridiculous...