Wu Yu

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Zhou Xi put away his indifferent expression, his pupils shrank suddenly, even if he was a little lost, he strode forward and picked up Lin Cheng's collar, and asked in disbelief: "What did you say?!"

There was still dried blood on the corner of Lin Cheng's mouth, and he pulled out an extremely ugly smile, "Chong Lu is the son of the Lin family, the son of my Lin Cheng... His Royal Highness, the sixth prince, he was never your fourth brother, fourth prince His Highness has died since he was born."

"I was the one who cocooned myself, and I deserve it, hahaha..." Lin Cheng looked at him and laughed, with an extremely painful expression on his face, he pushed Zhou Xi away, collapsed by the wall, laughed intermittently and then coughed .

Tears mixed with blood stained his face.

Back then, the fourth prince's biological mother, that is, his own sister Lin Mei, died of dystocia, and the child was not kept. At that time, the Lin family was already in decline, and the child in Lin Mei's womb was a crucial move.

At that time, Lin Cheng's wife happened to give birth to a son a few days ago, and Lin Cheng had placed high hopes on this child, but the situation forced him, and the elders of the Lin family put pressure on him, so he had no choice but to make this bad move, replacing the civet cat with the prince.

So, it was out of control.

In order to kill the grass and root out the troubles, he killed his wife... Actually, that's not a big deal, the wife was already weak, and she gave birth to a son with all her life, and her body was getting worse day by day. Maybe it could get better, but Lin Cheng chose to ignore her and watched her die in despair.

The eyes that were not closed were staring at the door, the red eyes seemed to have been poisoned suddenly, Lin Cheng will never forget it in his life.

The servants at home were also secretly changed by the Lin family. Perhaps from that moment on, he had already jumped into the abyss.

Lin Cheng finally raised his head slowly, his blood-stained face had a pair of cloudy eyes, but at this moment he looked gentle, like an old man in his twilight, he looked at the glaring light in the crack of the prison, and in the warm dizziness, it was like the past. The shadow of his heart.

The year of winter.

The well-proportioned young man was riding a tall horse, with a dignified look on his brows, waving goodbye to his elders.

"Junior Lin Cheng, if you go to the frontier today, you will definitely not embarrass the Lin family!"

"I don't know when I'm going, I hope you all take care!"

The iron cavalry rides on the yellow sand, and the soldiers protect the Quartet.

These were the words Lin Cheng muttered in his heart when he went to the northern border alone.

"General, Lin Cheng knows his mistake..." Lin Cheng knelt on the ground, with his thin back protruding, and kowtowed three times to the west.

But in fact, Lin Cheng also knows that if he didn't end up like this, he wouldn't wake up, and he would still be the powerful and powerful man who did all kinds of evil.

He suddenly showed a wry smile, which is fine.

At least before leaving, I can see clearly.

Zhou Xi clenched his fist and punched him hard, Lin Cheng hit the wall like a rag bag, coughing so hard, Zhou Xi took a deep breath, turned around and left slowly.

A gasping sound came from behind.

"The soldier talisman of the Lin family can only mobilize half of the troops. There is a soldier talisman in the secret compartment of my bedroom in the Lin Mansion. It is my private soldier, raised in Moxu Mountain at the foot of Tunyun Ridge."

Lin Cheng finally regained his strength, with a bloody smell rising from his throat, he endured the pain and said: "...It's not to make up for it, I know that the crime is serious, but don't take advantage of that little bastard."

When the figure was about to disappear around the corner, Zhou Xi stopped again, took a deep look at him, "Thank you."

The prison fell into silence again, and Lin Cheng quietly crouched in the corner, staring in a daze at the brazier where the soldering iron was placed.

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Meaux.

Humian pushed away the chattering Jin Chan who was standing in front of him, but this time he couldn't control his strength well and toppled Jin Chan out of the way, but only glanced at him briefly, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Jin Chan was not angry when he was pushed down, but his face suddenly changed when he heard this sentence. Will this hermaphrodite apologize?

He looked seriously, and found that Hu Mian had restrained the evil spirit of the past, his face was a little dignified, and his pace was much faster than usual.

His heart skipped a beat, something happened, probably not too small.

Jin Chan hurriedly got up, and hurriedly followed before he had time to pat the dust off his body.

Humian pushed open the door, and made a thick, muffled "bang", as if knocking on people's hearts.

Qingqiu Jue sat in front of the desk, put down his writing hand, his clear phoenix eyes were not turbulent, but like cold water being poured from his head, Linghu paused and calmed down.

He panted lightly, glanced around, "Where is Mr. Xie?"

"Mohu inspects, you say." Qingqiu Jue motioned him to sit down and talk.

Hu Mian shook his head, pulled Jin Chan into the room with his backhand, and kicked the door shut, his voice was low and nonsense, "Ling Li wants to attack Daxuan, there are enemy spies in Beijing, otherwise he would not know that Daxuan is now If you are strong and empty, you dare not take such a move."

"Ms. Zhang must be involved." Qingqiu Jue figured it out in a flash.

Hu Mian nodded in agreement, his face was ugly, he hesitated to speak several times, and finally let out a deep breath.

"Huaijin, I..." He struggled a little.

Qingqiu Jue shook his head, interrupting him: "It doesn't have to be like this."

They both understood each other's thoughts, and Qingqiu Jue knew that he had no intention of taking the throne, so he wasn't going to let him take risks.

Qingqiu Jue looked at Jin Chan, his gaze was a little heavy, "Go and call Mr. Xie back."

Jin Chan was originally puzzled by watching them play charades, but when he saw that he had something to do, he hurriedly responded and left in a hurry.

"What do you plan to do?" Fox looked at him quietly.

Qingqiu Jue lightly stroked the silver box under the dark compartment, his eyes dim, "Hold on for now."

"The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind."

After all, Jin Chan was a businessman, no matter how shocked and impatient he was, he always smiled on his face, and invited Xie Lingyu to come back leisurely, but as soon as he got on the carriage, his true colors were revealed.

Seeing his complex expression, Xie Lingyu kept tapping the carriage wall with his fingers, and couldn't help but ask, "Jin Chan, what happened?"

Jin Chan waved his hand, "I didn't understand it either, the young master and the guy with the fox face are playing some charades, let's talk about it later."

The two hurried back to the inn, Xie Lingyu felt the unusual atmosphere as soon as he opened the door, Jin Chan was very self-aware and didn't follow, Xie Lingyu threw his backhand at them and sat down in front of the two.

"What happened?" Xie Lingyu frowned.

Qingqiu Jue gave Hu Mian a look, and Hu Mian repeated the story of Nanxi Kingdom's intention to attack Daxuan, Xie Lingyu's expression suddenly changed.

"Chonglu will surely know about this in a few days, but the current Daxuan may not be able to defeat Nanxi." Xie Lingyu's face was a little ugly.

Although they wanted to overthrow and kill again, they never thought of cooperating with the enemy and betraying the country. Beijing and China are corrupt, and there are still many talents available.

If Nanxi invaded, they would not be able to sit idly by. The dignitaries might live in peace, but the common people could not escape.

Now that Lin Cheng has been put into prison, only the Sun family can be the pillars, but the heavy slaughter is not at ease and handing over all the horses to General Sun, for fear that the civil strife will start before the battle is fought.

Qingqiu Jue and him looked at each other, both had the same thought in their hearts, Hu Mian had been silent since just now, with his head lowered in a trance.

The only sound left in the room was mixed breathing.

After a long time, Xie Lingyu looked up, and Qingqiu Jue happened to look over.

Xie Lingyu let out a foul breath, and asked with crooked eyebrows, "Ajue, are you going back?"

Qingqiu Jue nodded, narrowed his phoenix eyes, and said meaningfully: "The time has come, why not return?"

He lowered his eyes, stood up, stepped forward to hug Xie Lingyu gently, and whispered softly in his ear: "Go and say goodbye to Mr. Mo, I will leave my fox face wrapped around here, nothing will go wrong."

Xie Lingyu was startled, and reflexively glanced at Humian, stretched out his hand to touch Qingqiu Jue's approaching body, his face flushed suddenly, he quickly backed away amidst Humian's playful smile, and left in a hurry before he had time to think, " I know, I know."

The door was closed again, Qingqiu Jue heard the sound of Xie Lingyu's footsteps going away, then turned around and walked up to Hu Mian, with a serious expression on his face, which made Hu Mian stunned.

"Ling Yi, I have something to ask."

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Hu Mian and Jin Chan didn't come to see him off, they left very low-key.

The fact that the two left did not alarm others, Xie Lingyu said goodbye to Mo Sui, only saying that His Majesty Beijing had called urgently, and that he was indeed in a hurry, Mo Sui did not become suspicious.

Qingqiu Jue had already sent news to Jingzhong, presumably the prince's party at the time, and the family that is still trustworthy have received the news, and they also got the news from Jingzhong.

It was not what they expected.

Zhong Lu already knew about Nanxi Kingdom's wolfish ambitions, and was furious. He was busy recruiting troops recently, but a series of natural disasters and man-made disasters among the people cost a lot.

At this time, recruiting troops and buying horses undoubtedly almost emptied the national treasury. Now Daxuan is like a paper tiger, but fortunately, the former power is still there, which makes Nanxi still a little afraid.

When Zhonglu got the news, he ordered Zhang's mansion to be confiscated. Mr. Zhang had already fled and was in pursuit. His daughter was imprisoned in the deep palace, but he abandoned his wife and son in order to protect himself.

In the fury of the massacre, he ordered everyone in Zhang's mansion to be killed with sticks. The people in the capital were panicked, and the people became more and more frightened.

It is said that Zhang's mansion seemed to have been washed with blood, the screams were creepy, and the winding blood seeped into the threshold and extended outward.

Xie Lingyu was inexplicably uneasy, and held Qingqiu Jue's hand tightly. Qingqiu Jue felt his emotions, lowered her head and kissed the top of his hair, her deep voice was soft and reassuring.

"no need to worry."

Xie Lingyu's palms were slightly damp, feeling uneasy and excited at the same time.

Everything that happened many years ago should also be broken.

In a few days, the two returned to the capital.

The moon is foggy, and every house is lit up. There is a Honghu Lake in the middle of Beijing. Many people will come here at night to enjoy the moon and talk about their daily life.

On the opposite side of Honghu Lake is the lights of Wanjia.

There is warmth in the pavilions on each floor, and there are vivid "shadow puppets" on the paper windows.

They came to a secluded corner.

With a human skin mask on his face, Xie Lingyu walked slowly to the lake, looked at the gilded "Jing" character in the distance, and suddenly touched the saber in his hand. There was a small and exquisite nine-tailed fox there. Leaning close to Qingqiu Jue's ear, he asked with a soft smile, "A Jue, is it wrong?"

In the noisy crowd, it seemed extremely arrogant and wanton.

Qingqiu Jue looked sideways at him, with a smile in his eyes, but with unquestionable firmness.

"opposite."

The person in front of him laughed even more presumptuously, and suddenly bent his waist in joy, and took two steps back, but the surroundings were full of life, and it didn't seem abrupt, at most it was a little exciting.

Qingqiu Jue quietly stared at Xie Lingyu standing on the stone steps. Behind him was a dark lake like dark ink, reflecting the moonlight and gentle warmth.

He parted his thin lips lightly, and murmured in a low voice, but unfortunately there was a distance between the two of them, those words were overshadowed by human voices, and were snatched away by the evening wind.

"The black water will never cross the moon, you are before the bright lights."

Water does not cross the moon, but you cross me.