Dust of hidden love

The capital is full of mourning and mourning, and the sun is full of white oysters.

Upon hearing the news of the emperor's death, Dongli Muyun rushed to Beijing with soldiers and horses and King Anyang.Ling Qing still didn't understand why Dongli obeyed King Anyang's orders.

Originally planning to return to Wanyue Villa, he was summoned to the capital by an urgent letter from Ruan Suxue on the way.

At this time, the sky over the capital was covered with dense bird clouds, and the gloomy sky added a bit of undercurrent to the already not so clear situation.

The sound of waves and drums could be heard from time to time in the Qifu study room, Ling Qing hugged Qi Zhao on his lap, amused.

"If you like children so much, why don't you introduce a good girl to you?"

Ling Qing immediately lost face, "My sister is making fun of me again."

Ruan Suxue only smiled slightly, and the maid beside her came up to take Qi Zhao away, the door of the study creaked and closed softly, Ruan Suxue said, "I know why my sister asked you to come here?"

Ling Qing thought for a while, and replied: "Is it related to... the court?" Then he remembered something, reached out and took out the gold bracelet from his bosom, and handed it to Ruan Suxue, "Give this to my sister..."

He seemed to hesitate again, pursed the corners of his lips before continuing: "But maybe it's useless, when I was in Wuhuan Mountain, for safety's sake, I temporarily handed it over to Brother Dongli for safekeeping, but Brother Dongli is with King Anyang. I have some doubts that what happened on Mount Wuhuan was arranged by King Anyang, he used Zhao Shuo to trap everyone, and led me to take out the map of Emperor Yan's mausoleum..."

Ruan Suxue took the bracelet and looked at it, "You and I now know that Huo Xian is actually a member of King Anyang, and he obeys King Anyang's orders. King Anyang uses Huo Xian to control the court officials. Now you think that King Anyang used Huo Xian He and Zhao Shuo came to find the map of Emperor Yan’s Mausoleum, so why did he do this?”

Ling Qing was silent, and then expressed his thoughts with some uncertainty.

"Is it for the throne? Because although King Anyang was born with the same mother as the late emperor, he still has an elder brother Zhao Shuo. Although the prince is young, he is also the rightful heir to the throne. No one has doubts or objections, so he uses "Jidi" to control people's hearts, and secondly, he needs to expand his power, and the huge treasures in Emperor Yan's Mausoleum are perfect."

After Ling Qing finished speaking, Qing Lingling looked at Ruan Suxue.

Ruan Suxue nodded, "Your analysis is very good, but not quite right."

Ling Qing opened his eyes wide in disbelief, then closed his eyes and meditated, but couldn't figure it out, so he had to wait for Ruan Suxue to explain.

"Ling Qing, do you know that the late Emperor actually passed away last year, and now this is just a puppet."

"How did my sister know?"

"In the past year, the emperor has been seldom going to the court on the grounds of being sick. I met him once when I was appointed. I somehow talked about the matter of going to the hunting ground with Jingyue before. In fact, the more I didn't show up at the hunting station, Only the first emperor and I knew about this matter, but at that time the emperor said that he and Jing Yue lost to Jing Yue in grabbing a wild deer..."

Ruan Suxue paused, and did not continue until Ling Qing understood what she said, "If Wang Kai of Anyang coveted the throne, he should have done it a year ago. Why did he wait until now? If he really wanted Yan Does the map of the imperial mausoleum really require so much effort?"

So Ling Qing couldn't figure it out either. King Anyang and the first emperor were brothers from the same mother, and they had a very good relationship. If it was a puppet emperor, King Anyang would not fail to see it. If King Anyang saw it but didn't point it out, maybe There is only one possibility——

"Could it be..."

Ruan Suxue nodded, "Yes, this puppet is Zhao You's man, probably something happened that made it impossible to hide it, so he chose to let the puppet emperor die. If it wasn't for this accident, I think this puppet emperor should have been killed forever. The prince will not abdicate until he can independently govern the government.

"The people who were controlled by "Jidi" at the beginning were either veterans of the former dynasty who held great power, or some people who secretly formed cliques and made secret acquaintances. What King Anyang did was more like eradicating people who would endanger the stability of the court in the future... ..."

"Since Huo Xian belongs to King Anyang, why did King Anyang help us kill Huo Xian?"

"Huo Xian has gone too far in some things, and he doesn't know how to restrain his arrogance. There is no need for a chess piece that is beyond his control."

Hearing Ruan Suxue's analysis, Ling Qing found that his conclusion about King Anyang was completely opposite. He originally thought that he was for the throne, but now it seems that he was indeed for the throne, but not for himself to ascend the throne.

Thinking about it now, the person who accidentally injured the Tianjue Sect in Dust Mountain that year has not been able to find out who gave them the fake news... Judging from Ri Dongli Muyun's reaction that day, the person who gave the news should be Anyang king.And accidental injury was not an accident. The Tianjue Sect occupied most of the forces in the south, while the Wulin League occupied the forces in the east. If there was a conflict between the two, it would only be the imperial court that would benefit.

That's why Ruan Suxue said: "King Anyang is not as simple as you see, but it is not as dangerous as you imagine."

knock knock!The study door was knocked twice, and the butler's voice sounded outside the door, "Madam, the carriage is ready."

Ruan Suxue said to Ling Qing: "I will take you to a place now."

The horse-drawn carriage passed by on the empty street, the windshield wrapped around the gate of Zheng's house in Dian's house flickered lightly, and the horse's hooves stepped on the bluestone road, leaving a series of slightly lonely hooves.

Ling Qing raised the curtain of the car, and the red lantern with the words "Chenxiang Pavilion" flashed in front of his eyes, the vermilion carved gate was closed tightly, and the carriage passed by, Ling Qing poked his head out, his eyes still fell on the closed person On the door.

After that day, there was no news of Yan Yunlie, and I don't know if Huaidie and Siqin came to the capital, and I don't know...how is he now?

The carriage drove to a paddock in the outskirts, the driver flashed a token, and the guards let it go.

"The King of Chu's troops are still stationed at the same place as last time, and people from other vassal kings have arrived one after another..."

The carriage stopped, Ruan Suxue got out of the carriage while talking, and Ling Qing got off after her.A group of soldiers stood on the school field, about a thousand people.Looking up, there are people's flags with prayer characters floating on the Drum Tower.

Ling Qing followed Ruan Suxue up the Drum Tower, and there was a mass of human heads underneath, which looked rather spectacular.

"Although your husband is dead, the Qi Family Army will not die. These people came back to follow Qi Family after he was rehabilitated." Having said this, Ruan Suxue turned her face to the bottom of the Drum Tower and said loudly, "Brothers, how are you doing?"

Then he heard the reply neatly: "Pray that the family will not fall, and that the army will always be there!" The sound was like thunder, and the momentum was like a tide.

Ruan Suxue nodded with a smile, and then turned to Ling Qing, "Those who are ignorant of the throne will definitely do something tomorrow. Qi Zhao is still a child, and I am a woman. You can call me sister anyway, and you are half Qi Zhao." Family, my sister would like to ask you to command the praying army to guard the imperial city."

Ling Qing didn't realize it for a while, but when she understood what Ruan Suxue said, she couldn't help but took a step back in shock, "Me? How is that possible?" At most, he ran around and killed two thieves, and now let him criticize a team of ten, I really think highly of Ling Qing, and...

"Sister, is she going to side with the prince? But the late emperor, no, Huo Xianming has clearly harmed your family..."

Ruan Suxue put on a serious expression, "Although the court has a duty to Qi's family, who can guarantee that Zhao Shuo or others will be a wise king? Qi's family is guarding the prince, not the throne."

To quell the turmoil and ensure the peace of the world, in the face of grievances and enemies, morality comes first, Ling Qing can't help sighing secretly for Ruan Suxue's heart.

"Ling Qing, I know that you don't want to get involved in the affairs of the court. Besides, this time may be more dangerous than good. If you don't want to, you don't have to take this risk. My sister will never blame you."

"This……"

Ling Qing turned his head to look under the Drum Tower. Seeing him looking over, the group of soldiers knelt down and shouted in unison, "Your subordinates are willing to follow Ling Shaoxia's instructions! Please Ling Shaoxia lead me to protect the country and peace!"

Ling Qing's hand holding the fence tightened, and when he raised his head, thick clouds billowed in the distance, and the gloomy sky condensed a layer of chilling atmosphere.

"Okay." Ling Xing replied lightly.

When going back, Ling Qing didn't go with Ruan Suxue, she asked the resident for a horse, and rode back slowly by herself.

In fact, he didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the court, but he couldn't find any reason to refuse, or in other words, he couldn't find any more important things that made him miss Ruan Suxue so much that he couldn't let go...

Holding the slow rope loosely, the horse under his crotch paced back to the city at a very leisurely speed.

From a distance, I saw lanterns hanging on the door of Chenxiang Pavilion. I followed those lanterns and looked up, and found a man sitting by the fence on the second floor. He was very familiar with black clothes.

The other party didn't seem to see him, Ling Qing was about to look away when suddenly a small head poked out from under his arm, rubbing against the fence and looking outside curiously.

Ling Qing's heart moved, and his body had already moved one step ahead. When he stepped on the horse awl, he jumped up.

Seeing him turning in directly from the outside, Yan Yunlie seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but he still looked calm and relaxed, leaning against the fence in a lazy and comfortable posture, twirling the wine cup in his hand, his dark eyes closed Once it is sharp, it is as deep as a deep pool.The black clothes were only loosely draped over the body, the bare chest was covered with white gauze all the way down to the neck, and the arms exposed beyond the sleeves were also wrapped with blood-oozing gauze.

Ling Qing was embarrassed at his uninvited visit at first, but in such an abrupt way, after seeing the gauze on Yan Yunlie's body, he realized that he had indeed narrowly escaped death at that time.

Yan Yunlie just looked at him, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile that was not a smile, and his expression seemed somewhat remote and indifferent.

Ling Qing's heart was beating violently, his face was burning, "I...in fact..." I don't know how to explain his sudden arrival, originally, he was not a person who is good at expressing himself.

"Are you here to see Siqin?" Yan Yunlie said, still maintaining that posture.

When Xiao Siqin heard his name, he withdrew his attention from the outside, turned his head to look at Yan Yunlie, then turned to look at Ling Qing, and after two glances, Shui Lingling's black eyes suddenly curved into two Crescent Moon grinned so much that her saliva dripped, she got out of Yan Yunlie's arms and crawled towards Ling Qing.

"He has always been very close to you." Yan Yunlie said again, handing the wine cup to his lips, his eyes fell outside.

Ling Qing lowered her waist and hugged Siqin. Speaking of it, it was the first time since the child was born that she took the initiative to hug him. On the way to Wuhuan Mountain, in order not to let them see that her amnesia was fake, she could only hold her with a heartache. Regrettably suppressed.

At this moment, holding this warm and soft little guy exuding the fragrance of milk in his arms, he suddenly felt a sense of security in his heart, and a little bit of joy that made his nose sore.

This is his child...

Siqin's face was pressed against his, just like in the dream at that time, stretching out her small hand to caress his face, Ling Qing couldn't help but leaned forward and rubbed against him, causing Siqin to "giggle" for a while laugh.

During the teasing, Ling Qing's gaze unintentionally turned to Yan Yunlie's side. He was still holding the wine cup and looking out. He didn't respond to their side at all, so he pursed his lips and slowly suppressed the joy on his face.

With this restraint, there was a period of stagnant depression between the two of them, and the sky outside darkened, gradually hiding the two of them in the shadows, as if they hadn't faced each other calmly for a long time, Ling Qing felt that she didn't even know What to say.

At the beginning, it was the silent and secret attention, then when pretending to be Qin Lin, I gradually realized my ignorance of his affection for him, and the anxiety of worrying about gains and losses, and then the changes that followed after the truth came out.

Those hurts, those humiliations, are so profound, and they are not so real at the moment, and I don't know what position and attitude I am standing here now.

When Yan Yunlie filled his wine cup again, Ling Qing said, "Your body injury is still unhealed, it's better to drink less."

Hearing this, Yan Yunlie raised his head and looked at him, turning the cup with his fingers, "I thought you would stand here and watch me drink until I died."

He used "I" instead of the domineering self-proclaimed "My Seat".

Ling Qing lowered her head, "Actually, I didn't want you to go at that time..."

But Yan Yunlie didn't let him continue, "I never thought about it before. When I saw those trees falling and separating us that day, I suddenly understood the so-called feeling of despair..." After a pause, he sat up straight He leaned forward slightly, "It's yours, not mine."

So Ling Qing couldn't understand, Huai Die's voice came from outside the door, asking if it was time to feed Si Qin.

Yan Yunlie stopped talking, let Huai Die come in and took Siqin away, and ordered her to bring some more jugs of wine.

"Would you like to have a drink with me?" Yan Yunlie sent out an invitation, "It's been a long time since I had a good conversation with anyone other than Huaidie...Ling Qing and I have never sat together and talked peacefully..."

Except for the time when they became "Qin Lin", there was indeed a tense atmosphere between them all the time, and there was never a time when no one was injured, whether physically or psychologically, big or small, innumerable.

And it's the first time to speak calmly like now, and I don't know if it will be the only time, and it will be the last time...

The night is quiet, the moonlight is soft and pouring, and the lingering autumn water.

The two sat on the roof of the Chenxiang Pavilion and drank in silence. Yan Yunlie said that he wanted to talk to someone, but he didn't speak for so long.Ling Qing didn't know what to say. In fact, the atmosphere is very good now. It kind of reminded him of the time when he and Yan Yunlie sat drinking on the archway that year.

Obviously thinking that it happened just yesterday, but it will take "that year", Ling Qing secretly laughed at himself, saying that it was him who wanted to let go, but in the end he still couldn't let go of anything.

A group of Imperial Guards drove by on horseback in a hurry through the street in front of the pavilion. There were dots of stars in the distance. It was not the stars in the sky that flickered, but the people and horses stationed outside the city by the vassal king. When the day dawned, I don’t know what the situation would be like. how.

Ling Qing put down the jug in his hand, "It's too late tonight, you will leave here with Siqin tomorrow morning, the capital will not be peaceful these few days."

Yan Yunlie moved the wine cup that had been brought to his lips, and asked him, "Are you going?"

Ling Qing shook her head, a little disappointed, "I still have something to do..."

Yan Yunlie looked at him, "Let's go together, you see, Siqin doesn't know anything, and he is closer to you than others... such things as being connected by blood..."

Ling Qing recalled Yan Yunlie's words, and thought of his relationship with Yan Yunlie, it was as if there was an invisible thread, tied and tied, and could not be pulled apart, no matter how much he wanted to escape, he couldn't escape.

He understood the meaning of Yan Yunlie's words, it wasn't that he didn't believe it, it was that he didn't dare at all.

Ling Qingyu knew who he was, and he would remember it clearly without having to suffer that kind of torture again.

"Yan Yunlie, don't mention anything about living together and raising Siqin together in the future. No matter how many times you say it, I won't agree."

Yan Yunlie moved his lips, but he held back what he wanted to say.The man has been giving way to him since the moment he leaped onto the flower building, trying to lower his body as much as possible, and speak carefully, but that's all, he won't be moved.

What kind of person Yan Yunlie is in his heart, he is very clear.

"Ling Qing, close your eyes."

Not knowing what he wanted to do, Ling Qing didn't do it, but seeing his sincerity in his eyes as if he had an attitude of not giving up when he didn't agree with him, Ling Qing still closed his eyes.There was a rustling sound from the opposite side, the man's breath approached slowly, and then something slightly cool was stuck to his face.

what is...?

"Okay, open your eyes."

Slowly opening her eyes, her vision was somewhat obstructed, Ling Qing raised her hand to touch it, but when she touched it, her fingertips retracted as if they had been scalded.

Sure enough, he still... wants "Qin Lin"...

Ling Qing had the urge to run away, but Yan Yunlie grabbed him before he got up.

"Yan Yunlie, wake up, there is no such person as Qin Lin in this world..." Ling Qing's voice was almost pleading.

So please...don't torture me like this.

Moisture filled the eye sockets, everything in front of me melted into the flickering, only a deep voice fell on the ear.

"Yes, there is no "Qin Lin" in this world..."

There is a different kind of cruelty in saying this sentence from another day.Ling Qing turned her head away, but felt that the other party's hand was caressing her temples, and then the mask on her face was slowly peeled off.

"There is no "Qin Lin" in this world, only Lingqing, the moon-wanting sword..."

Ling Qing raised his head abruptly, and met Yan Yunlie's characteristic light smile with a bit of evil spirit, as charming as poison.

Ling Qing stared at him blankly, after a moment of stupefaction, he jumped up abruptly, took two steps back, and shook his head in disbelief, "Don't bewitch me again! Don't torture me again!"

"Ling Qing!" Yan Yunlie asked, "I've made my heart clear so far, why don't you believe it?"

Ling Qing calmed down a little, then turned around, "Yan Yunlie, you and I don't need to see each other again!"

"Ling Qing!"

Ling Qing turned her back to Yan Yunlie and listened quietly.

"Ling Qing, your heart is a thousand years of ice, ten thousand years of snow..."

Ling Qing closed his eyes, something crystal clear and smooth like pearls slid down his cheeks.

He clenched his fists tightly, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, forming a sarcastic arc.

"Yes, my heart is a thousand years of ice, ten thousand years of snow." Ling Qing replied word by word.

Slowly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, the cold air swirled in his chest, and finally melted into his blood, melted into his bones... Yes, Ling Qing's heart is the ice of thousands of years, the snow of ten thousand years... Otherwise, Ling Qing would not be standing here today.

Standing on tiptoe, he plunged into the night, Yan Yunlie's voice shouted his name behind him, the name "Ling Qing" sounded strange even to himself.

The next day, the sky was bright and the mist was blowing. Just as the city gate opened, a carriage with ornately decorated canopy with camel bells hanging from the four corners slowly drove out of the city.

Standing on the tower, Ling Qing watched the carriage go farther and farther until it turned into a dot and could no longer be seen clearly.

"It's still too late to rush there." Ruan Suxue walked to him and said.

Ling Qing seemed to be fascinated, and it took him a while to react. He turned around and shook his head, then glanced at the place where the official entered, "What's the use of catching up? People who can't cross the threshold It's me..."

Ruan Suxue didn't make a sound either, someone came to report that King Chengrui's troops blocked the north and south gates, and surrounded the palace to prevent other people from entering or leaving.

Ling Qing took a deep breath, with a solemn expression, "We should go too."

Before the funeral was over, King Chengrui Zhao Shuo couldn't wait to take action.

It seemed that he had been preparing for this moment for a long time, and the soldiers and horses of the King of Chu fueled up a lot of arrogance, suppressing the other vassals outside the city, and the rest went straight to the palace.Ling Qing led the Qi army to rush from the station to the palace, but met an unexpected person on the way.

The man was dressed in a black cloak blowing in the wind, and he stood in the middle of the road with his hands behind his back, as if he had been waiting for them for a long time.

Ling Qing suddenly tightened the rope, and the galloping horse was suddenly ordered to stop, its front feet lifted off the ground, and it neighed.

Ling Qing looked at the person in front of him, with some doubts in his heart, but he didn't ask, but Yan Yunlie did.

"It is said that husband and wife are birds in the same forest, you and I are in the same boat, there is no reason why you stay and I don't stay."

Ling Qing couldn't help but clenched the reins tightly, feeling the urge to beat up the nonsense guy in front of him, but suddenly thought of something more important.

"You are here, the one who left the city in the morning is accurate? Ningxiang entry"

The corner of Yan Yunlie's mouth curled up, with a rather smug expression, "Of course it's my precious son."

Ling Qing's heart trembled, the rein was pulled too tight, causing the horse under his crotch to paw its hooves a little irritably, "You left Siqin on the carriage alone?"

"No..." He denied it confidently, "and Huai Die together."

"you?!"

Ling Qing was already too angry to speak, more restless and worried.

"Yan Yunlie, what exactly do you want to do?"

Yan Yunlie still looked calm and carefree.

"I want to stay with you, it's that simple." After a pause, he continued: "I know what you are worried about, Huai Die is one of the best masters under my sect, nothing will happen... But, you know, I I owe a lot of romantic debts, and there are many people who don't like me, maybe those people thought I was in that carriage..."

Snapped!The rein in Ling Qing's hand was severed by him.

Yan Yunlie slightly restrained the unserious expression on his face, said in a deep but gentle voice: "Ling Qing, in front of you is Daoyi, behind you is Siqin...Which one do you choose?"

He knew that no matter who was at fault, and no matter whether the child survived or not, Ling Qing would never let it go.In fact, Yan Yunlie himself can't let it go, but they still have Siqin now, and they still have a long, long future to think about. They shouldn't and can't bear to let Ling Qing or themselves be imprisoned by guilt forever. Don't dare to touch, but can't erase the past from memory.

Ling Qing's hands trembled slightly, and he gritted his teeth secretly. Qi Jun behind him was waiting for his order, and the man in front of him...

The dust flew away, and the autumn leaves were blown by the wind and swirled a few times on the ground, drifting away into the distance.

A bit desolate, a bit chilling.

Yan Yunlie looked up at Ling Qing who was sitting on the horse.He was betting that if he lost, he would never see each other again as he wished.

There was silence for a while, Ling Qing turned to look at Ruan Suxue who was beside her, Ruan Suxue didn't say anything, just looked back at him with a faint smile.

The front is morality, and the back is...

Ling Qing is not good at making choices. In his eyes, morality is as important as Siqin. On the one hand, it is to maintain the stability of the people in the world, and on the other hand, it is his own children, the flesh and blood that fell from him...

He is not a selfish person. After the incident in Xujiacun, he never blamed Ruan Suxue or Qi Jia, but he also woke up from his dreams countless times, hoping that such a tragic thing would never happen.

Now, such a choice is once again in front of me.

Looking at the long official road in front of him, it leads directly to the imperial city, but in his eyes, it seems to lead to an unknown place. Behind him, there is a faint cry of a child, clear and clear, as if calling, looking for Own.

The hand holding the rein was so hard that there were blue veins protruding from the back of the pale hand.

Everything around him disappeared, surrounded by blood, and not far in front of him was a swaddle of blue calico that was dyed red.

He thought about saving the child, even risking his life to save the child, but he could only watch him die under the knife, while Siqin...

Recalling the dream I had at that time, Aunt Lian handed Siqin into her arms beside the Yellow Spring and in front of the Naihe Bridge.

"This child is destined for you...so I am here waiting for this day."

"Even if he is not what you sincerely want, but he has come after all, you can accept it with peace of mind. Being a blood relative, I don't know if it is the fate of several lifetimes of cultivation..."

"He's always been close to you."

"You see, Siqin doesn't know anything, and he is closer to you than other people... such things as being connected by blood..."

The hand that was holding the rein loosened, Ling Qing got off the horse and walked to Yan Yunlie.

Ling Qing is not a selfish person, but as long as he lives in this world, there will always be times when he has selfishness, and there will always be things he wants to get or can't lose.Yan Yun is so strong, and so is Ling Qing.

One time in this life is enough for the things that make oneself regret for life, but the pain of cutting out the bones is like tearing out the heart...

He doesn't want to taste it anymore!

The man who was indifferent before, saw Ling Qing walking towards him, and there was a nervous expression on his face.

Ling Qing put a hand on Yan Yunlie's right shoulder, "Yan Yunlie..."

"……what?"

"Give me—go to death!"

Click!There was a sound of dislocated right shoulder, shoulder and foot, followed by another click, and the leader of Yan University screamed. His left arm was held by Ling Qing in both hands, he raised his knee and knocked it, and it snapped like a sugar cane.

But before the Master of Yan University had time to stop, Ling Qing punched him and lay on the ground, and finally kicked his ass viciously.

After Ling Qing finished beating, he looked at Yan Yunlie fiercely, a thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead, and he was panting heavily.

He used his hands to pluck the sideburns that fell down his face, and then whistled.The horse he was riding earlier walked over by himself, Ling Qing grabbed its long mane and jumped onto the horse's back, "Yan Yunlie, if Siqin wants to have someone, I will not let you go! Drive!" Going in the direction of the horse, the horseshoes galloped, leaving a trail of smoke and dust.

Yan Yunlie got up from the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face. Although his face was blue from the pain, he was obviously very happy.

Seeing Ruan Suxue and Qi Jun looking at him, Yan Yunlie nodded, "Housework, housework..." As he spoke, he stretched his body, endured the pain and used light work to chase after the man who had already run away.

"Ma'am, what should we do now?" the lieutenant asked.

Ruan Suxue looked in the direction of the imperial city, "Who is the king and who is the bandit, I'm afraid there is a foregone conclusion..."

The closed gate of the Hall of Supreme Harmony was kicked open.

The people inside were all taken aback, the old prime minister's hands trembled, and the fake will fell to the ground when the door was kicked open.

Dongli Muyun and King Anyang stood at the door, their bodies covered in blood, obviously they rushed in with bloodshed.

Zhao Shuo, who was dressed in a yellow robe, didn't panic, he squinted his eyes and looked at the door.

The old prime minister fell to his knees with a plop, and groped towards Menri, "My lord, my lord, this old minister was forced, old minister..." A mouthful of blood spewed out, and the knife stuck on his back was horrifyingly bright.

Zhao Shuo smiled at the door: "Zhao You, no matter how powerful you are, here are all my people, what can you do?"

The guards showed their swords one after another and surrounded the two people at the door.

Zhao Shuo raised his head and laughed loudly, before stopping abruptly.

"Your life is in the hands of this king now, what do you think this king can do?"

A sword was pressed against Zhao Shuo's neck, and King Anyang stepped out from the curtain behind the dragon chair.

Zhao Shuo looked at the man holding him with a sword in front of him, and then looked at the door. In his dumbfounded, the fake King An at the door tore off the human skin mask on his face, and the guard who pointed his sword at them put it down almost at the same time. Weapons.

"Are you...?" Zhao Shuo couldn't understand the situation in front of him, but he quickly realized that his situation was over, and he turned to King Anyang, "Zhao You, the throne is behind you, have you never been tempted?" Then smiled, "However, this king has already given up..."

As soon as he closed his eyes and fell to the edge of the sword, the king of Anyang was too late to close the sword, and the king of Chengrui, Zhao Shuo, had already killed himself on the spot.

Everyone in the palace hadn't recovered from the accident, the queen was holding the young prince and was helped up from the ground by the palace servants, the king of Anyang walked up to Dongli Muyun with a sword dripping blood, and took the sword in his hand. The sword passed.

"This king will not lie to you this time..." King Anyang frowned, and said in a rather flat tone: "Kill this king, then kill the prince, and sit in that seat... In this whole world, you can do whatever you want. You can get it, including the person who wants it but can't get it."

Dongli Muyun was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes. He looked over King Anyang and landed on the golden carved dragon wooden chair. The light coming in from outside coated the dragon coiled on the four pillars supporting the armrests. The eye-catching brilliance, and those desires hidden in the deepest part of my heart, began to move around.

Sitting in that seat, you can get whatever you want...

Dongli Muyun's hand holding Duan Shuijian tightened, then she turned her gaze back to Wang Anyang's handsome and handsome face, her eyes blinked, but the corners of her mouth curled slightly.

"That chair has pins and needles, let's leave it to the Zhao family who like to abuse themselves..." After finishing speaking, he turned around and stepped out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony without looking back.

King Anyang was stunned, he folded his arms and touched his chin, then turned his head to look at the old officials in the hall, "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you help the prince ascend the throne?"

"Huh? Oh, oh!"

Just as he was about to leave, the queen called out behind him.King Anyang turned around and looked at her. The somewhat pale queen held the prince's hand but hesitated, as if she didn't know what to say.

King Anyang raised his eyebrows, "This is the last time this king will clean up the mess for you. If you can't sit in that seat, let someone else do it as soon as possible!" After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left the hall.

The sun was shining outside the hall, and the blood was fading away. King Anyang took a deep breath, and his eyes fell on the figure who had already walked down the jade steps.

King Anyang twitched the corner of his mouth, and took a few steps to catch up.

end

At the entrance of the inn in Huilan Town, a gorgeously decorated carriage was parked.Dressed in black, the handsome and suave outsider took the packaged dry food from Xiao Er, generously handed Xiao Er a piece of silver, and then turned back to the carriage.

A camel wool blanket was spread inside the carriage, and Ling Qing lay quietly, sleeping soundly.Shaoxian Siqin lay on his shoulders, playing with his hair in his hands, sticking it to Ling Qing from time to time, rubbing his face against Ling Qing, as if to wake him up and play with him.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and when Yan Yunlie arrived, he saw his son "playing with kisses" with his father.Yan Yunlie frowned, grabbed Yan Siqin by the back of his neck with his hands without a plywood, lifted him like a chicken and put him on his lap.

Yan Siqin didn't understand why he was so far away from Ling Qing all of a sudden, he turned his head and blinked at Yan Yunlie twice with his big birdy eyes open, then turned his head and pouted his buttocks to go to Ling Qing's side. climb.

Seeing this, Yan Yunlie patted his buttocks twice, and reprimanded him in a low voice, "You little heartless, forget who urinated the shit for you? You really forget about your father when you see him! "

Yan Siqin was beaten, and turned around again, this time with a somewhat aggrieved look, and when she pouted her little mouth, tears immediately flowed down her cheeks.

Yan Yunlie pointed at him, "Don't cry, how can a man cry after being hit twice?"

Siqin sniffed, Yan Yunlie thought he taught well, but the next moment his finger hurt, Yan Siqin bit his finger.

"Relax!"

not loose.

"My dear son, let go."

Get bitten even tighter.

"Daddy bought red bean cakes."

Still not loose.

"I'll take you to see Brother Beauty later."

Loose.

Yan Yunlie looked at the two teeth marks on the top and bottom of his fingers, the sticky liquid, and the brat crawling back to Ling Qing's side, and he fully understood what it means to be speechless.

Over there, Ling Qing woke up a little bit from Si Qin's trouble, opened her eyes slightly, and walked towards Yan Yunlie with a bit of bewilderment, and then the clarity in her eyes slowly gathered.Ling Qing, who was fully awake, turned his eyes back, embraced Siqin, and ignored Yan Yunlie.

Yan Yunlie thought about it, he should be angry, after all, he was coerced, who can not be angry?

The leader of Guoyan University doesn't care about this, how can the Tianjue Sect be called the Demon Sect by the world, and he, the leader of the Demon Sect, doesn't do anything nasty, how can he be worthy of the glorious name on his head?

"I know you're angry, but you're too ruthless..." He raised his hand on the splint, "If it's really useless, I'll come to support you..." After being shot in the eye, he quickly changed his words, " ……Your son."

"I can slap you to death with one palm, and then bring Siqin back to Wanyue Villa." Ling Qing said coldly.

The Master of Yan University pursed his lips, and shrank to a corner with his injured hand in his arms.

There is a long way to go, and the seemingly endless road of chasing after the "husband" of Yanda Hierarch has just come to an end.

Thirteen miles away from Huilan Town, there is Xiaoqian Town. There is a blacksmith shop in the town. Although the blacksmith has only one arm, he is very skilled in craftsmanship, honest and talkative, and people in nearby towns love to come to him. doing things.There is a clinic next to the blacksmith's shop. Although Dr. Yuan speaks harshly and sometimes likes to tease people, he can be cured with medicine, which is comparable to Hua Tuo's life.

early morning blacksmith shop