Chaotic times Shura way

He glanced at King Anqing.

"Is the demeanor edible? I have shown the demeanor of the crown prince for eight years. Didn't you appreciate it before?"

King Anqing was at a loss for words.

"I went to monitor Yilou Pu today." Jing Yan said.

King Anqing looked sideways again.

"Can you distinguish between public and private in your work?"

The Yilou guy didn't do anything, he just blatantly robbed you of a man, do you need to bite him hard?

"He has seen Lingfei's true face in Luoyang, we can't be negligent in this link, and on the side of Dingluoju, I think he is very difficult." Jing Yan finally put down his teacup and leaned against the back of the grand master's chair, full of It's the airs of a street hooligan——

"The envoys outside the Great Wall all live in foreign embassies, but he has a separate courtyard in Luoyang, and he has not dealt with representatives of other foreign races."

"There's no need to betray the king."

Jing Yan made a helpless gesture.

"I waited for a long time outside the courtyard where he stayed in Luobei, and finally I got Changsun Kai."

King Anqing was moved by this—even if Yiloupu played an important role in Xiyan City, he was only a Xianbei nobleman, how could he ask Emperor Xia to descend to visit him?

"But Lingfei is also monitoring Chief Sun Kai today, but I couldn't see him coming outside Yilou Pu's other courtyard." Jing Yan frowned unconsciously.

King Anqing glanced at him, "Apart from Bai Lingfei, do you have any other business in your heart?"

There was something wrong with Jing Yan's face, King Anqing looked carefully, and saw that his eyes were a little flustered——

Although it only passed away in a flash, it was by no means an ordinary crown prince.

King Anqing whispered: "Unless An Ruoran uses Yiluo's troops to attack him, how can he be in danger in Luoyang with his martial arts?"

"No..." Jing Yan shook his head solemnly, "He buried Jiuxuan. If Fuguang was in the city, something might happen to him."

"Fuguang has sent Yanlan and Ren Yifan as envoys, so they should not come to Luoyang." King Anqing was surprised.

What King Anqing said was not bad, and Jing Yan would naturally accept this analysis rationally.

He could only sigh wearily, looking at the beams and pillars of the roof and said in a low voice: "I hope so."

"Cluck!"

Jing Yan got up in surprise, and immediately dodged to hide behind the screen.

King Anqing answered the door in person.

"Someone asked me to give this letter to the uncle."

Outside the door was a big man in the market, who handed him a letter respectfully.

The letter was sealed with wax, but it was not signed or signed.The man left after handing over the letter. King Anqing closed the door, opened the letter, read it for a while, and handed it to Jing Yan.

In fact, the contents of the letter can be read at a glance. It took King Anqing a long time to realize it, because that sentence was indeed earth-shattering——

Someone wanted to kill the crown prince.

Jing Yan also read it at a glance.

This letter shows at least two things: someone knew that Jing Yan had sneaked into Luoyang, and there was an ambush against Jing Yan in Luoyang.If this is the case, then his blindfold technique in the Pingjing Imperial City has already been recognized by others.

King Anqing thought hard: "Who will leak the news that you are pretending to be recuperating?"

If you ignore the maids in the East Palace, Nan Chu knows that there are only a few people in Luoyang, not Hong Da, Ye Mingqin, Xu Ru in Pingjing, or Qing Yuan, Bai Lingfei, Xuan Feng, Yuan Tao and other confidant generals.

He also remembered that Jianzhong City was ambushed by Changsun Sheng that day: the leak of his whereabouts once could still be considered a coincidence, but two times in a row could not be explained by coincidence——

I didn't worry too much before, and it is absolutely true that there are traitors in the army.

He slowly put down the letter paper, and suddenly felt a sense of crisis in ambush——

"Everything in Luoyang is not as simple as we imagined."

King Anqing suddenly asked, "Could it be that mysterious master who is trying to kill you in Jianzhongcheng?"

"Maybe." He smiled suddenly: "It's a pity that I have made too many enemies. I can't count how many people want to kill me."

"... Will you die if you don't keep your mouth shut?"

In the first half year of the Northern Expedition, King Anqing was tolerant of Jing Yan at first, but now he is not hesitating to look at his nephew.

The crown prince has been trained to be a master of rolling eyes, and he even smiled and nodded at King Anqing gracefully.

However, there are some emotions that even the elegant mask can't hide.

——He suddenly wanted to see Bai Lingfei very much.

It was a strong, strong, strong desire to breathe.

He just wanted to run directly in front of him, to see him smile lightly, to see him concentrating on his thoughts, and to see him try his best to comfort himself.

"Jing Yan" can't see the light in Luoyang. In this place hundreds of miles away from the south of the Yangtze River, he is suddenly far, far away from the identity of the crown prince, so far away that he can throw off all shackles.Only when all burdens were removed did he hear the most sincere call he had ever heard.

So clear and so firm.When he is not anyone, he only wishes to belong to Bai Lingfei.

"Wait!"

Seeing Jing Yan got up to leave, King Anqing immediately called him to stop——

"Won't you expose your target and put yourself in danger if you go out alone?"

He stared fixedly at the door frame, letting his emotions overwhelm his reason for the first time——

"I'll go find him."

There are still five days before the enthronement ceremony, and Luoyang City is a mixture of scenery beyond the Great Wall and the Central Plains:

There are not only large caravans from the south of the Yangtze River, but also heroes from outside the Great Wall with bare breasts and arms and sabers on their waists.In every shop in the streets and alleys, the clerks didn't even have time to greet the customers, and some even told the distinguished customers to put down their money and take the goods away.

The smell of wine, cups, drinking, hawking, colorful clothes, fancy clothes... Luoyang after nightfall, the lights of the whole city reflect the night sky, making it even more graceful and luxurious.

This capital city after the unification of the old Chu State is covered with the double halo of Emperor Huaiyang and Marshal Zhao. Even after hundreds of years, it still fascinates the world.

——If this is the case in times of chaos and chaos, what kind of bliss should the peaceful and prosperous times be?

Jing Yan is on the street, relying on the crowds around him to push him forward.

He didn't know where he was, and he didn't know where he was going.

After stepping out of the embassy, ​​he already felt that someone was tailing him, but he didn't want to worry about who was following him, and whether that person knew his identity.

This year, he has been fighting in the north and south, and he has been constantly calculating, to keep the soldiers and horses, to restrain the government and the people, and to seize the opportunity of the unification of the Central Plains... Finally, he is in a crisis in Luoyang, and swords, lights and swords strike at unexpected places at any time .

He didn't want to think about anything else.

He is really tired.

In an instant, a few figures flashed from the wine shop on the long street and stopped him in the crowd.

His mind was full of Bai Lingfei, and even his instinct to fight back was slowed down. A kick from someone had already tripped him to the ground.

If it were an ordinary crown prince, he would gradually think about what kind of power it was, whether he could see through himself, and how to capture the other party alive——

But he couldn't do it all.

A group of foreign men with sabers came out from the wine shop, speaking the most popular Rouran language outside the Great Wall:

"The boy is looking for death!"

There was some chattering on the top of his head, and the leader stepped him under his riding boots, smiling heartily:

"Look! Wasn't he very arrogant that day? Why is he a greyhound now?"

Those people were laughing at him in soft words, his face was twisted on the soles of his riding boots, and he struggled to look up, only then did he know what was going on——

That day when Bai Lingfei appeared in Dingluoju, the envoys of the Mohe tribe were the most presumptuous, almost wanting to insult him several times with their eyes. Since he had already made a disguise, he was furious in his heart, so naturally he didn't need to be polite. After Bai Lingfei left, he deliberately He tripped over this group of people a few times and made them make a lot of fools on the spot.When these people saw themselves wandering around the street after leaving the mission, of course it was revenge.

"If you are sensible and apologize to the uncle, the uncle will give you a piss...haha!"

This sentence was spoken in Chinese. The man trampled on his face with the soles of his shoes, and at the same time untied his trouser belt, calling other fellow travelers to watch the fun——

Apart from childhood, this life has never been so unbearable for a long time.

He is worthy of the name to be trampled under someone's feet, so weak that he can only add to the jokes of others.

A burst of indignant humiliation raged all over his body, and the past of the fishing village in the south of the Yangtze River came to his mind. His elegance, calmness, majesty... all collapsed, but in the deepest place, there was an inexplicable force that always supported him.

The turbid yellow liquid poured down from his head, he turned his face sideways at the last moment, grabbed the man's ankle violently, very neatly, and threw the man over his head to the ground with one blow.

The group of people knew that the envoy was good at martial arts, and they all shot their sabers "Qiang Qiang Qiang", but they were all knocked back into their sheaths by Jing Yan's sleeve!

This encounter was a shame greater than the sky for a crown prince, yet he kept his hand away from his strength, and just sealed the vital points on the wrists of those envoys with one move.

——He and the young man who was so inferior that he wanted to kill the officers and soldiers who broke into the village were two completely different people.

The deepest shadows in those memories are gradually filled by deeper love.

He was finally able to stand up with his own strength, because what supported him was not the cast iron armor, but the pure white figure that was stronger than iron.

The street was full of commotion and noise.

The people around didn't know what was going on, but they saw a man desperately pushing forward. There was a continuous flow of people on the street. He broke through one crowd, only to plunge into another crowd.

——Lingfei...

Extruding from Dingdingmen Street, the most impenetrable place in Luoyang is in front of you.

His face was bruised and his nose was swollen. Even without his disguise, no one would recognize him as the Crown Prince of Southern Chu who overthrew half of the Central Plains.

But he doesn't care anymore.

He forgot who he was and where he was right now. The ups and downs in this city were no longer important.

All the white people, regardless of men and women, and even the curtains of the wine shop were overturned by him over and over again. Break through the crowd.

From Luobei to here, until he ran to the Tianjin Bridge, he still didn't see that figure.

Luoshui sparkled, and the brilliance of the two sides of the river was cast on the water, constantly being broken, and then condensed and overlapped again.

He turned around and looked back, looking desperately, searching desperately, something had burst out in his heart——

"Lingfei!"

He was so crazy that he didn't care about everything, and rushed to the white robe without any thought.

The people on the bridge suddenly looked back, and countless clear stars of Luoshui fell into their eyes.

——At this moment, between Luoshui and the lights, among the thousands of people in Luoyang, he finally found that touch of pure white.

It was an extremely familiar, clear and clear feeling, the moment he hugged him, it surrounded him without reservation.

"Lingfei..." He breathed his breath, and said softly, "I miss you very much."

Bai Lingfei quietly let Jing Yan hold him, and it took him a while to recover.

He originally wanted to touch the crown prince with a bruised face and swollen nose, but his hands were encircled and he couldn't lift it up. Seeing that Jing Yan really wiped the blood on the white clothes, he frowned:

"Who beat you up?"

Jing Yan was buried between his shoulders, his arms were shaking so hard, when he heard this sentence, he suddenly shook his head and laughed:

"Maybe it's Zhang San or Li Si. I was only looking for you just now, and I didn't even think about asking."

"..." He originally thought that Jing Yan was really fighting with someone, but now he realized it was a false alarm.

"Don't spoil this face so easily, you rely on it so that no one dares to really beat you."

He struggled with his elbow, and after a lot of hard work, he freed a hand to wipe Jing Yan's nosebleed with his sleeve.

That disguised ugly face had bruises on the forehead, and a bulge on the right cheekbone. He felt pain in his heart, and asked Jing Yan softly:

"Does it hurt?"

People came and went on the Tianjin Bridge, and their tightly embracing figures were quickly covered by the sea of ​​people.

Luoyang is full of thousands of lights and scenery, which is the ultimate prosperity in the world. In the eyes of the crown prince, Bai Lingfei is the only one reflected.

"Am I in debt now?"

"...Unprecedented hits." Bai Lingfei pointed at him, and said in a low voice: "But Zhang San and Li Si beat you up for me, so I won't make trouble."

They looked at each other, and the corners of their lips curled up at the same time.

Numerous ripples began to appear in Luoshui, and the snow drifted in circles in the air, slowly brushing against the faces of the two of them, and gradually melted away by the temperature.

Thousands of people in Luoyang looked up at the night sky, but they only stared at each other all the time.

Jing Yan said softly, "This is the first snow in the north this year."

Bai Lingfei smiled lightly: "Well, I'll watch with you."

Luoshui blurred the reflection of the two lingering kisses, and the snow drifted down the bloody cruelty of the whole world.

The north and south outside the Central Plains, and the fate of countless people, finally ushered in this year-long Yangguan snow.

The author has something to say: How should I put it, the last scene of His Highness and Xiao Fei on Luoshui is also one of the scenes that I want to write the most, and I feel that I must write it once in my life.In reality, there may not be such a beautiful love. When you want to be alone and think of going crazy, you go to the poor and fall to the underworld to look for it, and finally find him at that moment, and then you know that person has been waiting for you at the same place.This is the last sweet candy of their pair. If you are really heartbroken by being abused in the future, everyone come back and watch this snow kiss on the bridge T_T

☆、Feng Yin

The two returned to the foreign embassy one by one. After entering the room and taking off their disguise, they first exchanged what they saw today, and then discussed for a long time about the secret letter.

Knowing that he just lost Changsun Kai, Jing Yan was completely relieved. At two o'clock in the night, Jing Yan hugged Bai Lingfei to bed, and when he was about to go to blow out the wind lamp, he grabbed the corner of his clothes with one hand——

"Jing Yan..." He paused for a long time, but still shook his head: "It's nothing."

Jing Yan naturally knew that nothing was impossible, so he brought the thick fur coat at the head of the bed and gently covered him.

"Didn't you say that you should not hide from each other? Don't take things to heart, just say what you want."

Bai Lingfei pursed his lips, reluctantly shook his head and smiled.

"It's really nothing, it's just... just remembering a few words your father said before I left the capital."

Jing Yan knew it in his heart, and leaned over to caress his delicate but pale face.

"How did he drive us apart?"

He stared at the crown prince, and said softly: "He said that the ancestor Bi returned to the Valley of Forgetfulness, not because he was indifferent to fame and fortune, but because Emperor Huaiyang wanted to keep the master of the Yujian Sect loyal by his side. The method used to completely break the two of them."

Jing Yan's heart skipped a beat immediately.

"The grievances between Emperor Huaiyang and Marshal Zhaoguo back then were not recorded in the royal family records, and even I, the crown prince, did not read it in the Su Xing Palace where the records of the emperors of all dynasties are preserved."

"...Maybe it's just your father's lie, of course it can't be true."

In fact, as early as that day in the Imperial Study Room, when he heard such words, he already had a vague idea in his heart——

According to historical records, General Biyang was loyal to Chu State all his life, and Yujianmen’s first oath was to regard the world as his life. If it weren’t for the grievances between the ancestor and Emperor Huaiyang, how could he strictly prohibit his successors from going down the mountain to become officials after retiring?It's just that the story of that generation of legendary emperors is the most glorious good news in the history of Middle-earth, and no one would dare to challenge it, and he has never dared to speculate on it.

"You said that you would not repeat the wrong path of Emperor Huaiyang's great feudal officials..." He clenched his fingers tightly, struggling in his heart for a long time, before he asked a sentence: "Then, you will not do anything to keep Jiuxuan ,Right?"

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Jing Yan smiled wryly in his heart—he did use all means to get Jiuxuan... From the very beginning, he was completely wrong.

He owed Bai Lingfei too much, and the most regrettable of all was the tragic death of Daniu and Qingqing in Shaoyaoju.

At that time, he leaked his whereabouts, and the target was the prince faction who had been preventing him from returning to the court. He hoped to use their power to intimidate Bai Lingfei, forcing him to take refuge with him with the jade pendant.

I used to think that King Chichuan denied Tu Zhuang before his death, so it was equivalent to never owed him, but Mingjiao and King Chichuan colluded with each other, and the killer could find Shaoyaoju to kill, although it was not against himself, he was free from that method. It doesn't matter--

He was the murderer who indirectly killed the two not small ones, and the world testified, it is undeniable.It's just that he was too afraid of losing Bai Lingfei, so he kept the secret tightly and didn't dare to mention it.

Bai Lingfei remained silent, his eyes flickered with the lights, but he kept looking at him burningly.

Every inch of memory has that touch of pure white resolutely accompanying it.He wanted to go back in time and look back, but the pictures without Bai Lingfei were all vague and empty——

Before meeting him, I had never lived.

He never dared to imagine what it would be like to lose Bai Lingfei.If he can't bring Bai Lingfei back to his side, even if he spends the whole world, he can't fill up the vacant part of his life.

The crown prince of Southern Chu can have many, but Jing Yan has nothing, only the person with whom he will never give up.

"Didn't I say that? I never lied to you, and of course I won't force you by any means."

He hugged the major general in white on the bed, and finally lied to Bai Lingfei again.

"Lingfei..." He became anxious, and hugged his arms even harder, "Could it be that you have gone through so much, and you never believed me?"

"I believe."

Jing Yan was taken aback.

"I believe in you." Bai Lingfei stretched out his hand, and gently hugged him back, with gentle but firm strength in his hand.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't doubt you, it's just... just thinking about Shaoyaoju, I can't control myself."

Jing Yan had mixed feelings in his heart, and after they all settled down, all that was left was his pity for him.

——He has always been a person who loves and hates clearly and fiercely. When he brought Jiuxuan to be loyal to him, if there are three points in the world, seven points are because of this painful loss of love.

Even though he had shocked the world, he could not get out of the nightmare of that night.During the years of fighting in the North and South, he never forgot the shadow of losing his two children when he heard him shouting "little one" in his dreams at midnight.Even so, he only used a few short sentences to fool him, but he believed it without hesitation...

He has never, never once doubted that the one he loves is not human.

"If... if one day you met a killer who killed a little one and knelt in front of you and sincerely repented, how would you deal with him?"

The phoenix pattern suddenly appeared, and Bai Lingfei's red lotus pupils froze, and he said in a deep voice:

"That was the last time I broke the precept of killing because of selfish desire... because he is the only person in my life who I hate so deeply that I must be killed by the sword."

How should I tell him that the person he hates to the bone is the self he loves unreservedly?

Jing Yan suppressed the roar, and silently endured the severe pain of the blood curse backlash in the embrace——

At that moment, he had the illusion that he was about to suffocate in pain.

They have seen the bloody wind and the bloody rain, but they are still no match for the finger of fate.

"Will he really fall for it?"

Yan Lan's face was covered with veils, and she dragged her gold silk peacock robe out of the bamboo forest in the other courtyard——

"When I fabricated the two incidents of Shaoyaoju and Shi Manjing, Bai Lingfei's expression changed. The shock at that moment could not be faked. But he will definitely confront Crown Prince Jing Yan. The two of them have always been close, and Bai Lingfei will Whether you are persuaded by Jing Yan is another matter."

In the early morning in the forest, the humidity was heavy, and she paced out of the light mist, like the Luohe Fairy who suddenly appeared.

Ren Yifan accompanied her with a sword, and suddenly sighed to her back:

"But if he still believes in Jing Yan and refuses to leave Luoyang, our plan for Gaojindu will be in vain."

"Then we will do it in Luoyang."

Ren Yifan's heart trembled violently, but Yan Lan turned around coldly at the same time.

"Since he refuses to leave Crown Prince Jing Yan, he has the right to block the robbery for his man."

"However, before we went to Luoyang, the king made it clear that Bai Lingfei must not be touched. And in the plan, Crown Prince Jing Yan must be killed—"

"You have always only had the mission of the holy religion in your eyes, but have I ever entrusted you with the slightest bit!?"

Yan Lan suddenly raised her voice, and the ending sounded as sharp as a blade.

Ren Yifan thought he had heard wrong.

She has always been as indifferent as ice. She is so indifferent to the believers in the sect, even manipulating the situation in the world behind her back. In her eyes, it is something that can be calculated precisely and does not require emotional investment.

But now she has waves... What is she doing with such anger?

"From the beginning to the end, only the king of teaching wanted to keep Bai Lingfei alive. The reason why King Changming wants to wake up the 'phoenix' is nothing more than to get the holy religion to arrange everything for him in the Central Plains. If we continue to serve him, he doesn't need to 'Phoenix' to win over the Pope."

Yan Lan repeated her indifference again, and looked down at Ren Yifan coldly: "In the Northern Han Dynasty's plan to go south to the Central Plains, Bai Lingfei was an obstacle that had to be cleared. It would be beneficial but not harmful to kill him. If he dies, he can hit the Pope, Second, you can ask the Changming King for credit, and the Jiaowang will be even more isolated and helpless."

Ren Yifan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled wryly.

"Do you know why the Pope always wants to wake up the 'Phoenix'?"

"The king of teaching said that Bai Lingfei has a blood curse on him. If he wakes up, the king of teaching can make full use of the 'phoenix' who has lost himself to control the entire Mobei for Mingjiao." Yan Lan said lightly: "What if we get there At that time, we will have no way out."

Ren Yifan shook his head silently when he heard this.

"Have you ever wondered why after the death of the former teaching king, the teaching king would be as lonely as a different person, confining himself in the temple for many years?"

Yan Lan frowned slightly, Ren Yifan let out a long sigh, and said to her in a low voice: "Have you ever thought about why after Bai Lingfei rushed to Kunlun to fight for An Ruoran, the Jiaowang suddenly regained his life, and from then on he actively arranged for the eldest grandson?" Sheng killed his father, and King Chichuan rebelled?"

"These have nothing to do with the plan." Yan Lan was already impatient to hear, "After the king of teaching successfully seized the throne and made Feng Yu die under house arrest, he lost his only opponent in his life. Feeling lonely is a common thing. 400 Years later, when the members of Yujianmen came down the mountain again, it was Bai Lingfei who took the sword and killed Guangmingding. Such a shocking moment will naturally arouse the desire of the teaching king to strive for hegemony in the past."

"Yanlan... There are many things that cannot be calculated by tricks."

Ren Yifan held her shoulders, mustered up the courage accumulated over the years, and with nostalgia, stroked the jade face under the veil.

"You have been around the Pope all these years, have you actually felt it? He never leaves the temple all day long, but keeps the sand-cleaning knife and lily-of-the-valley with him.

He is not different from Yan Lan.

She is the goddess Fuguang brought to Islam in Kunlun. She has been loyal to Fuguang for a long time, and also participated in the usurping rebellion; Only those who are loyal to the teaching king will surrender to Fuguang who is wearing a white robe.

——Actually, in the era when the fragrance of lilies of the valley was overflowing with the bright ceiling, he liked the former teaching king who was never harsh.

Feng Yu seldom talks to the congregation, but often hangs around the holy lake, staring at the clear sky of Kunlun in a daze for a long time.

As a child, he would secretly hide in a corner and listen to Feng Yu telling Fu Guang many strange stories. At that time, he thought he saw the most beautiful lily of the valley flower in the world.

Fuguang listened from the side, seemingly dismissive of those stories, but he still saw——

At that time, the teaching king, Jane might laugh, but it was only a very slight arc, as if she was afraid that someone would peek at it like herself.

But at least, the Pope by Feng Yu's side is happy.

He liked those years very much, just like every child who grew up in Guangmingding, but after that rebellion, Feng Yu like lily of the valley was gone.

Since then, the smile of the teaching king has disappeared.

——The Bright Summit in his memory has just disappeared into dust.

"The only one who can make the teaching king do anything is the former teaching king Feng Yu... He tried every means to wake up the 'Phoenix', maybe not to dominate Mobei, but to use certain spells to bring the former teaching king back to life."

"Back to life?" Yan Lan muttered, frowning.

——Mingjiao classics only contain medicine, poison and martial arts. Why does the teaching king understand magic?

"The former teaching king was kind to me when he was alive. If Bai Lingfei can really resurrect him for the teaching king, even if the hatred is as deep as the sea, I don't want to do it now."

"Spells? That's just nonsense." Yan Lan said coldly: "Bai Lingfei is not dead, how long will we have to wait before we can dominate the Holy Cult?"

"Why do you have to betray the Pope? He took this path back then and killed the person he believed in, and now he will have a grudge. Why do you repeat his mistakes?"

"Jiao Wang's way back then was right!" Yan Lan said sharply: "It's just a superfluous 'love' that made him lose his ambition, and he still can't get out of Kunlun. I just want to correct his way and replace him. The king of teaching, leading the Holy Cult to truly rule Mobei!"

"Didn't you really believe in the king for many years?" Ren Yifan smiled wryly.

"I believed in him, when he was a strong man before." Yan Lan's eyes flashed a bit of ridicule, "Only the eternal power is worthy of people's trust - this is what the king taught me back then."

She has never just been a mere religious goddess... She is a woman who wants to crown herself with the world.

But when the whole world has become a jewel to adorn her, what will be left in her heart?

"With your swordsmanship, you could have held Master Yujian for a while, but if you were afraid of things and cowardly, Bai Lingfei wouldn't need you to make a move. I don't need a weak companion."

Yan Lan flicked the Shuiyun sleeve of the peacock robe, and said coldly:

"General Tuoba has just entered the city. Before I can deal with Bai Lingfei, I have to complete the last task entrusted to the Holy Cult by King Changming."

The author has something to say: Everyone is right, this is a warning sign for abuse... In the previous two and a half volumes, Xiao Fei has always been more abused than His Highness, but His Highness's most abusive life has just begun.

☆、Twelve Nights Ice

"I, on behalf of the king, would like to convey my congratulations to Emperor Zheng on his re-enthronement."

In the Chaobang Hall of the Imperial City, Ming Huaiyu was dressed in imperial robes, and An Ruoran was guarding the right side of the throne, receiving Yan Lan who entered the palace alone.

——The envoys of all parties will meet Ming Huaiyu before the ceremony. On the night of the ceremony, all the envoys will attend the state banquet hosted by the Zheng foreign envoy. However, Mingjiao has a "special" status in the Central Plains and will not participate in the state banquet, so it will be held in advance Gong Congratulations.

Ming Huaiyu was placed under house arrest by the emperor's uncle Seogong four years ago, and An Ruoran was ambushed and imprisoned in Kunlun in Gaojindu. It was all planned by Fuguang behind the scenes, so at this time, the atmosphere in the palace was extremely strange:

An Ruoran who was on the side of the emperor's seat looked at each other coldly, Yan Lan spoke in a futile manner, and Ming Huaiyu responded casually.

"Yanlan knows that the emperor's health has been poor in recent months, so he specially prepared the holy medicine for you in the Kunlun Divine Medicine Palace."

As soon as these words came out, An Ruoran's expression froze——

This is the top secret in the imperial city, why Yan Lan knows this clearly!

During the six months of his conquest, Ming Huaiyu's condition became more and more inappropriate. At first, he was easily tired, and later he fainted from time to time.For this reason, Ming Huaiyu made unannounced visits to the Imperial Hospital many times, but even the imperial doctor was helpless, saying only that the emperor's vitality was damaged during the three-year confinement and it was difficult to recover.

This month after he returned to court, he stayed by Ming Huaiyu's side to help her recuperate, but Ming Huaiyu didn't get any better. After meeting with Jing Yan Bieyuan two days ago, he fell into a coma all day long and didn't wake up until this morning. turn around.

His thoughts turned, and he blurted out: "...you are the ones who poisoned Huaiyu!"

Yan Lan smiled proudly.

"Even Anshuai can't cure the poison, of course it is from the hands of the holy religion." She cast a concerned look at Ming Huaiyu, "The night the emperor escaped from the White Horse Temple, I was still worried about whether you would be poisoned, but It seems that you and An Shuai also spent half a year of stable life, Yan Lan is extremely pleased."

An Ruoran was furious, and immediately pressed the hilt of his sword, Ming Huaiyu told him not to move rashly with his eyes, her beauty remained calm, and she smiled at Yan Lan:

"You have already poisoned me in the White Horse Temple, and if you let us escape from Mang Mountain that night, you are sure that I will not be able to escape the control of your Mingjiao?"

Yan Lan nodded sweetly.

"Your majesty has always had a close relationship with Mingjiao poisons/medicines. I heard that the former Jiaowang concocted six bottles of the world's most poisonous 'Twelve Nights Ice', and one of them was taken out of Kunlun to Luoyang by you. Half a year later, you have been actively removing it. The queens of other emperors died suddenly in the palace... and you were only 11 years old at the time."

Facing Yan Lan's sharp gaze, Ming Huaiyu did not show any abnormality, but shrugged slightly.

Yan Lan was surprised: "An Shuai doesn't seem to be suspicious, did he already know that the emperor used to be a servant of the holy religion and killed his empress with poison?"

"It was Queen Yuning who disregarded Huaiyu's life and death and sent him to Guangming Peak as a hostage. This is because she has committed many injustices and will kill herself." An Ruoran said coldly.

"If there is only the benevolence, righteousness and morality that Anshuai said, without the anti-poison of the holy religion and the help of the former king, how long will it take for Empress Yuning to die in the palace?" Still crystal clear.

"Your former teaching king is a good man with compassion." Ming Huaiyu left the throne, and looked at Yanlan faintly with his eyes separated by the thirteenth crown.

"He retreated and refined 'Twelve Nights Ice' for me. Before he handed over the poison/medicine to me and sent me back to Luoyang, he repeated to me many times that he could only do it when others harmed me. Poison can be used...so I was the one who killed Empress Yuning in the end, not Fengyu Jiaowang."

"However, he took the second bottle of 'Twelve Nights Ice' by himself." Yan Lan's eyes curled up with a smile, "He retreated to refine poison because of pity for you, but because of this poison, he sank forever in the Holy Spirit. At the bottom of the lake... I don't know if the emperor has ever felt guilty?"

Ming Huaiyu suddenly took a step back as if struck by lightning——

"……What!?"

In his childhood, he lived in the sea of ​​peony flowers in Guangmingding.

At that time, the Heixuan soldiers kept harassing the northern border of Zheng State, and the court decided to send a prince to Kunlun as a hostage in exchange for the peace of the country. Empress Yuning had always wanted to get rid of the other princes, so she took this opportunity to send herself to the Bright Summit.

The entire court, Empress Yuning, and even his father did not expect him to come back. He walked alone through the desert and snow in the Hexi Corridor, and he never expected to see Luoyang City again.

When he was waiting to be interviewed with other protons in the temple, he only knew how to shiver and tremble, because he had already heard it in Luoyang:

Mingjiao is the most evil religion in the world. It does all kinds of evil in the north. As long as the protons sent by various ethnic groups don't sleep well, the king will kill them without blinking an eye.

However, the pope he saw that day was not what he had heard.

The man in the white robe with a knife was as handsome as an elf walking up from Luoshui. The first time he entered the hall, he bent over and smiled and led him away.

Feng Yu asked him to serve around the palace all the year round. He listened to many ghost stories and ate a lot of delicacies in the world by the side of the teaching king, but he never saw the Sand Cleaning Knife out of its sheath once.

Feng Yu is never harsh, and always carries the light fragrance of lily of the valley——

Such a teaching king is the first person who treats himself well regardless of rewards.

Maybe the aloof man just felt pity by chance, but that was his cleanest childhood.

"People can't deviate from the right way... You can use it only when others do harm to you, do you know?"

Feng Yu asked him to bring 'Twelve Nights Ice' back to Luoyang, but he used it to harm Empress Yuning after all.Not long after, news came from the north that the Ming Cult was instigating Fu Guang to launch a rebellion, and Wang Fengyu was placed under house arrest by Wu Jinsuo and died two months later, shocking the entire north for a while.

Since then, the flowers in Luoyang are not worth paying attention to in his eyes——

Only the Lily of the Valley in the Jiaowang Palace back then is the truly pure flower in the world.

The outside world has never been clear about how Feng Yu died. Until now, he knew that the teaching king died at the hands of 'Twelve Nights Bing'... Just because of a single thought of pity, he destroyed the bell plant that seemed to be reborn to him orchid!

"Huaiyu!"

An Ruoran caught Ming Huaiyu who suddenly fainted, and the sword blade was unsheathed in an instant, her eyes locked on the woman covered with gauze at the bottom of the steps——

The sword energy swept across the air, and Yan Lan Youruo was in the vortex of the storm, and the cloud sleeves of the golden silk robe on her body were cut off by the sword energy immediately!

"What kind of poison is in his body?!"

The cloth fell to the ground, and Yan Lan's right hand was exposed with a small piece of jade arm. She only glanced at it, and then smiled leisurely:

"The successor of Yujianmen is indeed enough to look down on the world."

Ming Huaiyu's aura was weaker than the previous time after passing out in another courtyard, An Ruoran was anxious, and only heard Yan Lan say:

"He's got 'three-stage'