Emperor Que Shaohua

Since the trip back to Beijing could not be delayed, Luo Yanhua spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with difficulty, and decided to leave after only three or four days of recuperation.Zhu Jin wanted to persuade the Lord to rest for two more days and rest up before leaving, King Jing just shook his head and smiled: "It's the same if you rest more, and the affairs in Beijing must be done as soon as possible. Ah Jin, with you and Feisheng presiding over Jiangnan , I am very relieved."

Zhu Jin couldn't persuade him anymore, knowing that what he said was the truth, he could only agree, turned his back and wiped his eyes quietly.

The passenger ship for the return journey has been arranged properly, and it is still the one that Yang Chun took when he came to Jiangnan in March. Yang Yue was very impressed with the hardworking and honesty of the Zheng Tong brothers and sisters, so he chartered their boat early and waited.

Those accompanying were still Qin Su and Shen Ling, and two young attendants, and the two princes Tang and Fan were replaced by Master Xi Gu and Huo Yan.Mu Shaoqing was originally going to accompany him, but a small episode happened before the Mid-Autumn Festival, which made him have to go back to Wanjian Villa first.

In addition to staying in bed to recuperate, King Jing would also stay in the study next door when he needed to take care of his affairs.That day, he thought of asking Huo Yan about something, so he ordered someone to invite her to meet him.The conversation was very brief, and when he was about to leave, Huo Yan saw that the suzerain wanted to write a letter, so he rolled up his sleeves and helped grind a pool of ink.

Her movements were a little hasty, and she knocked over a small stack of paperwork next to her. Huo Yan was reorganizing, and suddenly let out a light snort.Luo Yanhua followed the prestige and saw that she picked up a very small portrait of a middle-aged man with an ordinary face.

"Miss Huo, do you recognize the person in the painting?" He thought of the purple-clothed woman who drew this portrait for himself, and asked after a pause.

"I have some impressions. I should have met them somewhere." Huo Yan said, "My lord has noticed an ordinary man. Could it be that he is looking for someone?"

King Jing nodded: "Finding him is very important to us." Yingchuan made it clear that day that Xue Songnian was worried that the prince would cross the river and demolish the bridge, and kill people to silence him. Give it to a trusted subordinate to carry with him, and order him to go home and hide, as his last bargaining chip for life.

If you can find this person and get the cylinder, it will undoubtedly be an important witness. Qibi has been searching for him for several months since he came to Jiangnan, but the person on the portrait is really ordinary in appearance, and it is not easy to identify. There are a lot of types that cannot be found, and with a few clues, there has been no harvest so far.

"Let the maidservant think about it, I must have seen it before." Huo Yan lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a long time before saying, "Yes, two years ago, the big Chen family in the city invited the third son Wang from Zhenjiang to the rain to listen to the music. Third Prince Wang is accompanied by four followers, and he is among them."

"It's been a long time, and it's just a short meeting. It's hard for the girl to remember clearly." Luo Yanhua was slightly surprised, but then thought of Xiao Huo, "Brother Ling also easily saw through the identity of the assassin who attacked the fourth emperor brother. But family history?"

"My brother and I can do it, no one taught us, it seems like we were born with it." Huo Yan smiled slightly, "It's the portrait of the person whose technique is so vivid that the servant girl can remember it."

She hesitated for a moment: "One more thing, maybe Huo Yan thought too much, I don't know if I should tell the Lord about it."

Luo Yanhua asked with his eyes, and Huo Yan said softly: "I remember that attendant's face was ordinary, but the front of the brow bone was slightly curved, and it was higher than ordinary people, which was a bit special. Among all the servants I have seen, Only the Qiu Shaoxia I met in the courtyard a few days ago is similar to him, or it is unknown if he is related."

The Qiu Shaoxia Huo Yan was talking about was Qiu Banxu, a master swordsman at Wanjian Villa. Not long ago, he went to Hangzhou with Gu Di and Gu Zheng to meet the suzerain. He is currently staying in the Bai Family Courtyard, and he will not return until after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Although Yingchuan's painting skills are good, after all, he did it in a hurry, and he hasn't fully seen the subtle features of the brow bone. King Jing really can't see any similarity between the middle-aged man above and Yushu Linfeng's autumn companion Xu.However, when he summoned people to show the portrait, Qiu Huwei was surprised and said without hesitation: "Isn't this the third uncle in the subordinate's family?"

When Luo Yanhua asked again, he was puzzled and said: "My third uncle has been doing business abroad in the early years, but after he lost his money and came back, his personality became a bit weird. In recent years, he has been working as a nursing home for people everywhere, and he is not very friendly with my father. Second Uncle walks back and forth. I don’t know if the Lord himself asks the question because of...?”

In this way, half of the matter became Qiu Banxu's family affairs. The owner of Shaozhuang Mu was duty-bound, and he left Hangzhou with a few subordinates before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The tips given by Huo Yan were of great help, and even King Jing couldn't help sighing: "With such a one-of-a-kind ability, Wei Wuze actually sent you to Huaibizhuang to be a dead soldier, it's really insane."

"Wei Zunzhu doesn't know." Huo Yan's face darkened, and he said in a low voice, "Father warned me and my brother since we were young that although this mere ability can attract attention, it is easy to lead to death. We have to hide it as much as possible. Only in this way can I live my life safely. Especially me, as a woman, I have no power to protect myself. Unless I absolutely trust or have to, I must never show it to others. After the tragic death of my father, the maid never forgot what he said."

"Then, why did you make an exception today?" Luo Yanhua didn't ask, but only sighed in his heart.Huo Yan obviously didn't have to. The reason may be very complicated, there are several reasons or reasons, or it may be very simple, just a kind of intuition.

The departure took place at dawn in early autumn, in order not to disturb the crowd, Luo Yanhua specially instructed to arrange the departure time very early, an hour earlier than scheduled.

However, when he walked out of the room in the twilight, he was startled by the scene in front of him.

In the atrium, under the tree, and beside the arch, there are people standing everywhere, leaving only a walking path in the middle, leading to the outside of the courtyard.Looking from the opened door, the outside is also densely packed, full of silent and silent subordinates of Langhuan, more than twice as many as when they first arrived at Huaibizhuang.

When did they come to Hangzhou?And how did they get the news and gather quietly in the Bai family courtyard when the dawn came, just for this short farewell?

Luo Yanhua was stunned for a moment, when he walked slowly, his subordinates bowed down like a tide and remained silent wherever he passed.Everyone understands that if the suzerain is gone, he may never return to Jiangnan again, and there will be no chance to meet each other in this life.Many people couldn't help crying when they bowed down.

The car had already been prepared, King Jing walked to the front of the green tent, turned around, and faced the sincere faces of young or old, he felt indescribable emotions filled his heart, and his eyes were slightly wet.Thinking about this life, after all, it will not pass in vain, and there will always be something left for them.

He thought maybe he should say a word to everyone, but the thousand words still turned into silence, and finally he didn't say anything, he just leaned slightly, returned the salute, and boarded the green caravan with Qin Su's support.

Luo Pingyuan clasped his fists at the crowd, and got on his horse to go with him. Zhu Jin, Yu Lan and others were about to be sent to the pier. There was a rumble of cars and a neighing horse, and they went away under the watchful eyes of Langhuan's subordinates.

The morning breeze and the moon on the riverside, the morning mist on the water is like milky white veil, under the weeping willows there is a low-key decorated carriage, the curtains are drooping, it seems that some time has passed.

King Jing and his party didn't pay attention at first, thinking that some rich family wanted to see their relatives and friends off, but when they passed by, the door of the carriage suddenly opened, and a young man in plain long clothes got out from inside. The appearance is elegant, and the jade flute is worn around the waist.

"Young Master Nangong, why are you here?" Luo Pingyuan was greatly surprised, he reined in the horse, and the others also stopped.

It was more than three months since the end of the sword test meeting. Nan Gongjin lost a lot of weight and looked pale, but her actions and movements were as modest as jade in the past.

He was a little embarrassed under the gaze of so many eyes, cupped his hands as a salute, and said softly: "I heard from Brother Mu that Sect Master Jiang is returning to Beijing today, so I just thought, come and see him off."

From Jinling to Yuhang for a few days by water, plus coming early to wait, it is indeed a heartfelt effort.

King Jing heard the voice and asked Gu Yu to roll up the car curtain, watching Nangong Jin approaching him.Looking at each other, both of them recalled that night, the scene of the rupture in the flower hall of Wanjian Villa, Nan Gongchen who was defeated and died, and Wei Wuze who manipulated behind the scenes.Nangong Jin turned around and left. She thought that she would never see her again, but she didn't expect him to come here specially and wait by the river.

"Did Shaoqing persuade the Second Young Master to send me off?" After a brief silence, it was Luo Yanhua who asked first.

"No, it's me..." Nangong Jin hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Recently, there has been a lot of noise in the world, and there are rumors about Suzerain Jiang's illness, and I have heard some. I am embarrassed to go to Huaibizhuang, I asked someone to go to Wanjian Villa to inquire, and happened to meet Brother Mu coming back... I don’t know why, but I couldn’t help but came to Hangzhou. I was reckless.”

"No," Luo Yanhua looked at him with an uneasy expression, "I am very happy to see the Second Young Master before leaving."

"Actually, I came here in a hurry because I wanted to say a word to Sect Master Jiang." Compared with the eldest son Nangong Chen, Nangong Jin's temperament is more introverted, so he mustered up his courage after a pause, "If you can, please From now on, please call me Ah Jin."

A faint smile appeared on King Jing's lips: "Okay, Ajin."

It's always good to be able to let go of everything without saying anything until now.

"I have always liked the sound of the second son's flute. Since I am seeing you off, I will ask Ah Jin to play another song for me." He said, "Going north to Los Angeles, I don't need a lingering sound. How about "Song on the Frontier"?"

Nangong Jin nodded, feeling agitated for a moment, took off the jade flute from her waist with slightly trembling fingers, and brought the blowhole to her lips.

The sounds of music flew out one after another, carrying the remoteness and austerity that resembled the autumn day at the border, lingering in the sky.King Jing stepped onto the passenger ship amidst the clear and melodious sound of the flute, and bid farewell to his subordinates who were seeing him off.The boat leisurely left the river bank and walked along the green waterway. In the eyes of everyone, it became smaller and smaller, and gradually turned into a black spot, disappearing at the end of the field of vision.

When "Song on the Frontier" sounded on the banks of the south of the Yangtze River, Suining, the border gate in the northeast, was already in a desolate autumn, with a chilling atmosphere of gold and iron horses.It has been ten years since Yun Wang Luo Linpian escorted Wan Yanchao to the city, and Marshal Samuchi led [-] troops to camp [-] miles outside the city, forming a confrontation between the two sides.

Looking from the bottom of the city, Suining city was lined with halberds and heavily guarded, while looking from the city wall, Yijin's tents stretched all over the place, and the soldiers came in and out in groups with weapons, and they never slack off.

The hostages on both sides are all of extraordinary status, but even if they are in a hurry to take back the prince and son of one side, they have to exchange letters step by step, send envoys, and go through several rounds of trial and error and bargaining before entering the substantive stage, that is, negotiating The date of the swap before the battle.

During the whole process, the two hapless protons were the most anxious and unbearable.Wan Yanchao was imprisoned by Yu Zhou for plotting to assassinate King Yun, not to mention several rounds of repairs, and he had to worry day and night that his two younger brothers coveted the position of the son; It's been a month, and it's like a year.

Luo Junping had never suffered such a crime in his life. He was placed in the enemy camp, and he was looked at with ill-intention and rude and wanton ridicule everywhere. He was locked in a tent alone, his hands and feet were chained to a wooden post with shackles and chains, and he ate three meals a day. It was bran pancakes that were hard to swallow. At night, he slept on the ground wrapped in a ragged blanket, and soon he became pale and emaciated, and his eyes were dull.Except for punching and kicking from time to time, Jin Ren never tortured him, but the mental humiliation was also unbearable.

It was rare for Samuchi and his generals to catch a prince of Yu and Zhou, and they ordered people to take him into the camp of the Chinese army every now and then to humiliate him for fun, and to take advantage of King An's embarrassment to drink.At first, Luo Junping tried his best to maintain his arrogance, but the more he defended his dignity, the more suffering he suffered. In addition, he was so hungry and half-dead from the cold all day long that he gradually became numb. The golden man would kneel and flatter Just say something nice and obedient, just swallow the gnashed teeth, and take a note of hatred in my heart.

He also heard that the imperial court had already negotiated for a rescue and was about to exchange Yan Chao for him. When Suining City sent envoys to discuss terms with Yijin, they also specifically asked to meet the third prince to make sure that he was safe and sound.After the envoys came, Luo Junping's situation improved a little, at least he was no longer beaten so often that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and the food finally seemed to be eaten by others.

As far as King An was concerned, the news from the outside ignited his longing and hope, but while counting the days and waiting to get out of trouble, he couldn't help adding a layer of shame in his heart: the dignified prince would be pushed to the front of the two armies as a prisoner, How embarrassing it is.If it was other princes or any generals who came here by order, he would feel better, but it was King Yun who was in charge of presiding over it. God was going to kill him!Just thinking of Luo Linpian's unparalleled beauty, that haughty expression like a ten thousand year old snow peak, and the condescending look in his eyes inadvertently passing by every time he glanced at him, Luo Junping felt so ashamed and angry that his teeth itched with hatred.How unfair the heavens are, he can be sure that after this experience, he will never even think about raising his head in front of this two-year-old younger brother.

The arguing between you and me lasted for more than ten days, and it was crazy long. Wang An also knew that Luo Linpian would not deliberately procrastinate. I save a few days of living crimes and spend more troubles.He could only wait with mixed emotions, longing to return to the birthplace, but also entangled in his heart as if he was about to be executed in public.

I don't know whether it was because he was too excited or because he had nothing to love, but he finally stayed until the night before the date agreed by the two armies. He curled up in the corner of the tent as usual, but he couldn't fall asleep.The shabby felt on his body exudes an unpleasant musty smell, which he has almost gotten used to, but now it becomes unbearable.He didn't dare to toss and turn, the chain rattled loudly, alarming the guards to enter the tent to check, and he would inevitably be punched and kicked a few times.

After a while of cranky thoughts, he didn't get confused until midnight. After an unknown period of time, he suddenly woke up from his lethargy.

It was still dark all around, and the footsteps of soldiers patrolling the night, and the clashing sounds of armor and weapons could be heard from a distance outside the tent, but there was a faint fire in the tent, and a slender man in white stood in front of him, holding a small The fire folded, and the flames were like beans, illuminating the small space where the two of them were.

"You..." Luo Junping's shock was no small matter, but the man in white flicked his sleeves and brushed the side of his face, and his exclamation was immediately blocked in his throat.

"There's no need to panic. I'm from Yu Zhou's side, and I have no ill intentions towards you." The white-clothed man said, his voice was light, and there was a kind of gentleness and peace in his tone, which made people feel at ease.

"Who are you?" Luo Junping was shocked for a while, leaning on the wooden pillar and half sitting up, observing the other party in the slightly flickering firelight. The lower half of the face with exquisite lines is exposed, the outline is extremely handsome and elegant, but the age cannot be seen.

"My surname is Su, and each name is named Yan." The man in white smiled slightly.

Wang An's mind was confused, he felt that the name was very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.He didn't care too much, and hurriedly lowered his voice and asked: "Since you are one of our own, did you come to rescue me?"

"Among the ten thousand armies, although my companions and I can come and go freely, we are not sure to take you with us. Third Highness, let's wait until tomorrow." The man in white said lightly, "Besides, the situation in Yuzhou is very complicated. Are you one of your own? Just follow along, not afraid of being killed again?"

Luo Junping was stunned for a moment, and realized that he really lost his sense of urgency. Although his face was dull under the eyes of everyone, he was able to regain his freedom and restore his status. However, he was kidnapped by a mysterious master in the middle of the night. Who knew whether the other party was good or evil? If you don't do it well, you will lose your life.

He was not low on vigilance, but for some reason, the man in white in front of him seemed to have a reassuring and convincing aura, and coupled with his willingness to return to his heart, he did not hesitate to think about it.

A flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind, and he blurted out: "You are the master of Pavilion Xuanji, Su Lingxue!"

In the prince's mansion, Luo Junping heard Zhuang Shijing talk about it more than once. The owner of the Xuanji Pavilion, whose real name is Su Yan, whose name is Lingxue, is proficient in astronomical magic. , and set up formations outside Shao'an City several times to help King Yun defeat the Liao army.Even if he is as arrogant as Zhuang Shijing, he has to be called an unworldly genius.

"It seems that His Highness the Third Highness is not as confused as in the rumors. Although he suffered some setbacks, he was able to maintain a clear mind, so I feel more at ease." The man in white had a slight smile on his lips, and did not deny it.

"Since the master of the pavilion has no malicious intentions and is not going to save me from leaving, what can I do with this king?" Luo Junping recalled that the master of the pavilion Xuanji must have a close relationship with King Yun, and immediately put on a three-pointed prince posture.Up to now, he has become more and more courageous, but because he has no power to resist, he still deliberately emphasized "no malice."

Su Lingxue took a look at his distressed appearance, and took out a willow-leaf dagger from his sleeve. The blade was less than two inches long, and it was smooth and gleaming as soon as it was unsheathed. , a thin needle shining with cold light suddenly shot out from the end and sank into the top of the tent.

Luo Junping was taken aback. Pavilion Master Xuanji had put the blade back into its sheath, and handed the willow-leaf dagger into his hand: "If it were a longer blade, His Highness wouldn't be able to hide it, but this short dagger can be inserted into the upper of a shoe. You can try to pull it out even if your hands are bound. There were originally six thin needles in the handle, but now there are five more. They are coated with anesthesia, and those who fall in them will fall. It is most suitable for close combat. Please keep it away for tomorrow. It's needed from time to time." As he spoke, he gave some pointers on how to use it.

Luo Junping saw that the dagger was short and thin, small and exquisite, and he instinctively took it in his hand, and then became suspicious: "Master Su, although I have never led a soldier, I know that there must be thousands of troops in front of the battle, and the small dagger What can the short blade help? Besides, it is not a war between the two countries, if you give it to me for self-defense, will there still be danger and need to fight hand-to-hand?"

"Nine times out of ten." Su Yan said, "The two countries have always fought each other, and they never tire of deception. There are swords and axes hidden in the banquet, let alone a swap before the battle. Yi Jin has been too honest these days. Compromising and giving in, on the contrary, shows that there are evil intentions, otherwise, there is really no need to mobilize tens of thousands of soldiers and horses. The Jin people are cruel and surly, and they will retaliate. They did not get any benefits in the Battle of Shao'an, and Luocheng was defeated in the martial arts competition. , this time I am afraid that they will not let go of the opportunity to severely defeat Yu Zhou. According to the collected information, they should be planning to assassinate the Fourth Highness, and the Third Highness is both a hostage and a decoy, and the possibility of being used as a target is not small."

"How dare they? If they openly break the promise, they won't be afraid that I, Yu Zhou, will send troops to crush the beams?" Luo Junping became more startled the more he heard it, and he couldn't believe it, "Yijin is a small country, why is it so rampant? Wanyan Chao is still the heir of the regent king, and the poison of a tiger does not eat its children. Will the pavilion master think too seriously? Besides, since you have seen through it all, you can't prevent it in advance. Call a lot of experts and set up a big formation to protect me Nothing will go wrong with the Fourth Emperor Brother..."

His words were cut off by Su Yan raising his hand: "His Royal Highness, you have been a prisoner for three months, and you still think that things will be fine, and you can go back safely after going through a cutscene tomorrow? Why don't you think about how Yijin caught you?" Yes, I happened to go out to hunt in the city by chance, but why did I become a prey instead? Is my luck so bad? Your guards are all made of paper? Think about it again, the status of the prince Yu Zhou Zhou is higher than that of the prince regent, if you just want to change Wan Yan Chao, with Yi Jin's usual greed, he will definitely ask for gold, silver, silk or other benefits, why the only condition the other party put forward is that His Royal Highness must come to the front of the battle?"

There was a faint chill in his gentle voice: "If something is abnormal, it is a demon. Things that Yi and Jin could not do and dare not do, once Yu Zhou has a strong internal response, nothing is impossible. Just like Half a year ago, didn’t the third prince of Beiliao rely on the same method, only one step away from winning the contest and peace talks, and marrying Princess Danyang? If something happened to King Yun, Yu Zhou’s army’s morale would be shaken, and Samuchi’s morale would be shattered. Taking the opportunity to seize Suining City, are you afraid that Beiliao will not send troops to respond? The so-called desperate, in the final analysis, is that Yu Zhou is not strong enough to eradicate internal traitors at home, and can not exterminate foreign barbarians. According to the thinking of the third prince, the fourth highness For your own safety, it is safest to give up the rescue immediately and return to Los Angeles."

Luo Junping bit his lower lip, speechless.Through the mask, he felt Pavilion Master Xuanji's eyes were full of scrutiny, but also showed a trace of pity, as if he wanted to see through the bottom of his heart.He is not a fool, of course he has thought about and doubted repeatedly, why did he suddenly fall into the enemy's hands, from a master to a prisoner?

That day, he obviously didn't intend to go out of the city, and was just wandering around bored as usual, when a guard chatted with several local-looking men at the street corner, and hurriedly led one of them to report that he was a relative It's a hunter. Just got the news that a village on the back of the mountain dozens of miles away has hunted a white tiger and is about to bring it to the city to ask for a reward.

Luo Junping's heart skipped a beat. On Emperor Yi's birthday last year, Luo Linpian sent a huge tiger skin as a congratulatory gift. It was far less valuable than the fruit plate of all kinds of treasures he had carefully selected, but it stole the limelight.The white tiger skin is a sign of auspiciousness, if you bring it back and present it to the emperor, you will be able to stabilize King Yun, and you will not be severely punished for the mistakes you made with the prince before.

The local man was very simple in appearance, and several guards were flattering him, he refused to listen to dissuasion when he got hotheaded, and decided to go out of the city immediately and stop Baihu on the way, so that he could take the credit for himself, and boasted that he was I hunted it myself.

The chaotic scene of being attacked was vaguely before his eyes. A Biao Yijin warrior rushing out of the woods was obviously ambushing there in advance. He aimed at him with a clear target. The guards around him decreased rapidly, falling down and fleeing. He panicked and didn't choose his way, and he only had time to ride his horse and run more than ten feet, when a golden man grabbed his vest from behind and threw him to the ground.At the moment when the world was turned upside down, it was as if he caught a glimpse of a pair of flustered and dodging eyes in the grass, looking carefully at him.

Being in the enemy camp, his ears were filled with insults and taunts from Yi and Jin generals, and there would always be some meaningful words leaked out of them; In his mind, the guard who lured him out of the city with a white tiger was indeed assigned to him by the prince four or five years ago.Luo Wenxiao dispatched no fewer than eight highly skilled attendants, and each time he said with concern: "How can you do without a reliable expert around you, third brother, you often go out, so don't be too careless." Well, the people the prince stuffed into the mansion tried to stay as far away as possible, but this time he was ordered to reward the army at the border, and he always needed martial arts experts to accompany him to feel safe.

When he was enduring hunger and pain, gnashing his teeth and curled up in a corner, the thought flashed more than once: If he died in Yi Jin's hands, wouldn't it be convenient for the prince to shirk all the past actions and let himself take the blame for him?Such a thought was absurd and unbelievable at first, and then it made him terrified and chilled from the inside out.Even if he didn't dare and didn't want to think about it deeply, he knew in his heart that Luo Wenxiao could do it.

"What Pavilion Master Su means, I don't understand." His expression changed, and he hesitated for a while before he said reluctantly, "Who will be Yu Zhou's traitor? What good will it do to work for Yijin? The Pavilion Master has friendship with the Fourth Emperor Brother, Of course, I think about him everywhere, but such a major event cannot be based on speculation alone, without evidence, how can I believe it."

"Third Highness, don't rush to believe, you can think whatever you want. Think about it, if you or King Yun were killed in Suining, who would benefit the most except the barbarians." Pavilion Master Xuanji said lightly, "I don't have time to stay long , I came to visit tonight because my companion accidentally found something in General Sa's tent."

He took something out of his sleeve and put it flat on his palm, a bright crimson streak seemed to flash out of thin air in the dim tent.

Luo Junping looked intently, in his hand was a two-finger-wide bloodstone seal, the whole body was as red as a danxia, ​​plump and plump, and what was even more rare was that the texture in the center was picturesque, naturally shaped like a beautiful woman with flowing clothes and smiling back , can be called the top grade of the top grade.

King An has seen many more precious treasures, so he would not change his face in shock. However, he recognizes this seal, and even held it in his hand to appreciate it. He knows that there is a four-character seal engraved on the bottom: Mingzhuguangfeng.This is the prince's private seal. Luo Wenxiao will only show his elegance when he gets rare calligraphy and painting, and keep it safe at other times.Why did it appear in Yijin's barracks?

A soft whistling came from outside the tent, followed by someone whispering: "Xiao Su, it's time to go." The tone was like water, just a few short words, it was already indescribably beautiful.

Su Yan responded, watching the blue and white complexion of the third prince, and slowly put the seal back into his sleeve: "On the battlefield, anything can happen, and it's best if everything goes well. In case Yijin suddenly plots against you, your highness should work hard Help yourself. It is important to know that it is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself, and perhaps by a slight difference, you have won a chance for yourself and the Fourth Highness."

Luo Junping suppressed the resentment in his heart, clenched the short dagger tightly in his hand, and said through gritted teeth, "Thank you!" Even though Su Lingxue's helping hand was for King Yun, he was still grateful to the other party for letting him solve his confusion. No matter whether he could save his life, at least Let me understand.

"Don't be too nervous. Although Your Highness's seal is dark, it doesn't seem to be short-lived. Let's take care of it." Pavilion Master Xuanji blew out the fire, and the tent immediately returned to darkness. Luo Junping felt the breeze, and the figure in white disappeared. , but Yu Yaoyao's voice still rings in my ears: "When you return to Beijing in the future, please don't forget the Third Highness, we are brothers, who is willing to borrow a knife to kill and harm you, and who is going to the border to save each other. "