Fingers of crossing

Day will break.

The morning light first bloomed in the dark night sky, smudged with a light-colored golden glow, like a beast just about to wake up, ready to go.

Yan Yilan stood quietly on top of the city tower, her black long hair fluttering in the wind, like an unreal shadow in the early light.She looked at Dayan River and Mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, her expression was empty.

Bi Yuan came slowly from the night, she unfolded the shawl in her hand, covered Yan Yilan's shoulders, and said softly: "Your Highness, it's time to prepare for morning court."

"It's enough to have a prince." Yan Yilan said silently: "It's time for him to learn to be on his own."

Now it is obvious that Yang Guo is a guest, visiting Dayan, in fact Yang Xuanlin has already pinched Yan Yilan's pulse, and her every move is under his surveillance.Therefore, whether it is up or not in the morning, it is just a show for outsiders who don't know.

Hearing this, Biyuan raised her head to look at Yan Yilan, knowing what she was thinking in her heart, she couldn't help but comfort her, "The current Crown Princess is not what she used to be, Your Highness don't need to worry too much."

Because walls have ears, Bi Yuan spoke in an extremely cryptic manner, but Yan Yilan could understand.

When she heard Jiang Ningzui's name for the first time, Yan Yilan's brows flashed a little tenderness, she smiled and said, "I'm not worried."

Right now, both the Yang and Yan countries have the intention of wooing King Wu. No matter which side King Wu chooses in the end, he can enjoy the benefits of being a fisherman.Compared to staying in the palace, Jiang Ningzui staying by King Wu's side is undoubtedly the safest.

After all, Yan Yilan knew in her heart that King Wu would never hurt her.

Presumably Biyuan also understood what Yan Yilan was implying at this time, she didn't say anything more, but nodded clearly.

In fact, Yan Yilan handed over the world to Jiang Ningzui's hands. It seemed like a huge gamble, but it was actually a deliberate decision.It would be best if Jiang Ningzui could convince King Wu. If not, at least she could be allowed to leave the palace and stay away from disputes between right and wrong.

After all, what Yan Yilan wanted most was Jiang Ningzui's safety.

Thinking of this, Biyuan felt sad, she stood behind Yan Yilan, her eyes followed her to look at this magnificent river and mountain, she only hoped that Jiang Ningzui could really live up to Yan Yilan's expectations, and stand for her. She regained the city beautifully.

Outside the palace where Yang Xuanlin lived, Yan Lingge stood quietly outside the door. She didn't know how long she had been standing like this before she reached out and brushed the flying flowers on her shoulders, took the food box from the maid behind her, pushed the door open and left alone. enter.

Hearing the movement, Yang Xuanlin, who was sitting at the table, looked up and saw Yan Lingge's figure coming out from behind the screen, his eyes dimmed, and he looked away calmly.

Kneeling and sitting on the bench, Yan Lingge poured a bowl of soup for Yang Xuanlin, and said: "The weather is dry these days, I made some nourishing soup with my own hands, your Majesty, drink it while it's hot. "

Picking up his gaze from the table, Yang Xuanlin pressed Yan Lingge's hand pouring the soup, his black eyes fixed on her tightly, and asked: "The lonely king has decided to marry Fengyi and return to Yang Kingdom in three days."

Yang Xuanlin's palms were chilly, maybe that's why Yan Lingge's heart chilled, she lowered her head slightly, continued to fill Yang Xuanlin's soup, and brought it to him with her own hands. "Your Majesty, try it, my craft has improved."

Yan Lingge's expression was pretending to be calm, but unfortunately the disguise was too deliberate, and it was full of flaws.

Pressing Yan Lingge's hand for three points, Yang Xuanlin forced Yan Lingge to look up at him, and he asked word by word: "The lonely king has done so many things that are not good for the country of Yan, and you didn't say anything." Want to say something?"

"What does Your Majesty want me to say?" Withdrawing her hand abruptly, Yan Lingge was too stubborn to look at Yang Xuanlin, and she said, "Are you begging Your Majesty to let you go? Or are you praising Your Majesty for his good methods? Have to be caught without a fight?"

Yan Lingge's attitude and rhetorical questions made Yang Xuanlin unhappy, as if there was a void in his heart, he concealed his inner feelings, and said: "You have been with the lonely king for four years, and the lonely king thought you would understand me."

"I understand." Yan Lingge lowered his head, although his heart ached, but his tone was still calm, "But I have spent more than ten years with Huang Jie day and night, and I understand her better. If the king does this, it is tantamount to exposing Huang Jie's Self-esteem and pride are all trampled on, which is more cruel than killing her."

A wave of emotions flooded in, thinking of Yan Yilan's expression when he let Jiang Ningzui go that day, like a phoenix with its wings broken, with desperate determination hidden in his eyes.Yang Xuanlin felt a sudden pain in his heart, and he tried his best to suppress the feeling in his heart, not wanting outsiders to notice his wavering.

Yan Lingge smiled silently, and couldn't hide his sadness: "Actually, Your Majesty knows very well that the "Fengyi" in your heart had died four years ago. It was the entire Yan Kingdom that killed her, and it was this turmoil that killed her." The current situation has destroyed her, and the current Huangjie is no longer what she used to be."

As bright as the sun, as fierce as fire.

Yang Xuanlin still remembers that this was the evaluation of King Yan to his most beloved daughter back then. Every time King Yan mentioned Yan Yilan to him, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing: This lonely daughter, look at her In the whole world, few people dare to ask for it.

Time flies by like a fleeting moment. He met Yan Yilan in her best years, and he spent eight years waiting for her. He thought that one day he would wait for her, but after waiting What is missing is her fading back and a withered heart.

"What Your Majesty loves is the dazzling beauty and awe-inspiring pride of the Imperial Sister. If so, how can Your Majesty have the heart to destroy it with his own hands?" Yan Lingge's tone was flat, as if sighing and hurting, "Such an Imperial Sister, even if Your Majesty gets it Now, what can I do?"

The wound that had been lurking in his heart for many years was suddenly opened. Yang Xuanlin frowned in pain, feeling helpless, and said coldly, "Even so, the lonely king got her in the end."

Yang Xuanlin's obsession was like a sharp sword, piercing straight into Yan Lingge's heart, as if he understood that it would be useless to say more, Yan Lingge got up, didn't say a word, turned and walked outside the hall.

"Don't even you want to leave the Lonely King?"

The wrist was suddenly pulled tightly by someone, and Yang Xuanlin's deep words fell into her ears. Yan Lingge felt sad, and she turned to look at Yang Xuanlin's handsome face. The majesty of kings.

This is the man she loves, even if he did more wrong things than the world would tolerate, she still couldn't blame him.He knew clearly that he had never had her in his heart, but her heart was filled with him. She didn't even have the right to be angry with him.

As long as he said, she would always forgive him easily.

"Your Majesty has been busy with political affairs for the past few days, so he hasn't closed his eyes properly." With an inaudible sigh, Yan Lingge lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, his tone was as gentle as the expression on her face.This time, she didn't break away from Yang Xuanlin's hand, but pulled Yang Xuanlin up according to the posture of the two of them, and walked towards the bed curtain. "It's still early, Your Majesty might as well sleep for a while, and I'll wake you up after noon."

Taking a deep look at Yan Lingge, Yang Xuanlin finally couldn't resist the persistence in her eyes, and fell asleep on the couch.

Yan Lingge sat by the couch, looking at Yang Xuanlin who was sleeping on the couch motionless, with a sad expression, but firm eyes.

I originally wanted to go to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch.

That's all.It's not that I don't know that you loved Huang Jie from the beginning. I am silent, and I am not as bright and eye-catching as Huang Jie. It is only natural that you don't have me in your heart.I chose to fly moths to the flame and love you with such a desperate attitude. If you don't love me, I don't blame you.

It's just that Sister Huang has always been kind to me. I can put a smile on how you hurt me, but I can't just watch Sister Huang being in a dilemma and ignore it.If you insist on provoking troubles between the two countries, since I am the princess of Yan country, even if I die, I will definitely stop you from continuing to make mistakes.

When this disaster subsides, Yang Xuanlin, even if you want to kill me, I will have no complaints.

The bright spring light outside the hall shines directly into the hall, refracting a layer of dazzling light on the bluestone slab. Yan Lingge stopped in his tracks, turned his head slightly to look at Yang Xuanlin's position, she smiled sadly, However, so much bitterness filled my heart.

Confused like flying catkins, he left Yang Xuanlin's palace, Yan Lingge turned around and was about to leave, but saw Yang Xuanlin's bodyguard hurrying over, looking at his expression, it seemed that something serious had happened.

"Meet Princess Jing."

Yan Lingge has been married to Yang Xuanlin for many years, so she naturally knows a little about the bodyguard beside him. She stared at him for a moment, and then said lightly: "Jiang Heng, the king has already fallen asleep. If there is nothing important, you can wait for me later." Come back and report."

Jiang Heng heard the words and reported: "Returning to Princess Jing, this subordinate has been ordered by General Qin Song to submit important secret letters to His Majesty for review."

General Qin Song?

Yan Lingge remembered that when Yang Guo entered the capital, Yang Xuanlin specifically told Qin Song to lead five thousand soldiers to station outside the city gate, and he had full authority to obey his orders.What will happen now, worthy of Qin Song writing a secret letter?

Thinking about it, Yan Lingge looked back at the palace with his eyes closed, and said: "Your Majesty has been busy with the marriage between Yang and Yan these days, and now he can finally rest for a while. You can give me the letter. When your Majesty wakes up, I will I will hand it over to him myself.”

At this moment, Jiang Heng raised his head that had been hanging down. He took a deep look at Yan Lingge with his dark eyes, and insisted: "This matter is extremely urgent. I also ask Princess Jing Rong to report to His Majesty immediately."

Knowing that Jiang Heng definitely didn't believe what he said, Yan Lingge sneered and said, "So, guard Jiang doesn't believe me anymore?"

Now the situation between Yang and Yan is like fire and water. Although Yan Lingge married into Yang, she is still the princess of Yan after all, and the blood of Yan is always flowing on her body.However, the situation in the army is changing rapidly. Jiang Heng has been with Yang Xuanlin for many years, and he will not fail to understand this truth. Yan Guo was indifferent but indifferent, but he would never believe it no matter what.

"Concubine Jing, please let her subordinates enter the palace." Jiang Heng made a decision in his heart, and insisted: "If there is a delay and irreversible consequences, and His Majesty knows the reason by then, I am afraid that even Princess Jing will be unable to escape. Blame it?"

From Jiang Heng's attitude, it seemed that he had vaguely understood the seriousness of this secret letter. Yan Lingge was unwilling to let it go, but he was powerless to prevent Jiang Heng from entering the palace.During the stalemate, Qi Yue walked in from the side hall, saw Yan Lingge at a glance, and walked quickly with a smile.

"Sister-in-law..." After calling Yan Lingge crisply, Qi Yue noticed Jiang Heng at the side, and seemed to have noticed the weird atmosphere between the two of them. Qi Yue tilted her head and said hesitantly: "Hey , what's the matter with you?"