When Wei Lian returned to the inn, the door was ajar, Ji Yue was leaning against the head of the bed, pulling the butterfly orchid petals one by one, and muttering boringly: "He will come back soon, he will come back at night, he will come back immediately, he will come back soon. Come back in the evening, he will come back immediately, he will come back in the evening..." The last petal was an even number, Ji Yue paused for a moment, and used internal force to grind the petals into powder, as if that one did not exist, and then said with satisfaction, "He will come back immediately."
Wei Lian: "..."
Ji Yue was having a good time by himself.
Wei Lian pushed the door open and entered the house. When Ji Yue heard the movement, he immediately threw the bare flower branch in his hand, turned around and said happily, "I knew you were back now."
Wei Lian looked down at the scattered petals, as if a butterfly had stopped on the ground, thinking that you know a ghost.
"How do you make flowers like this?" Wei Lian crossed his arms, "Isn't this for me?"
Ji Yue felt a little guilty: "...it's so boring."
He should not go out when he has nothing to do in Liangwangcheng. Wei Lian was a young master of the state of Chu with little real power. Ji Yue is different. He is the King of Qin. Once his traces are exposed, and he is in someone else's territory without the protection of the army, he is afraid that he will not be able to leave the country of Liang alive.
- This is the best time to strangle the King of Qin.
No matter how powerful Ji Yue is alone, he can't resist the thousands of troops and horses, and he can't make any mistakes before killing the cursed person. For the safety of his life, he doesn't go out much these days.
Being bored in the house all day, and Wei Lian not being there, he was naturally busy. Ji Yue can feel a little bit of what Wei Lian felt before. Probably in the Qin Palace, when he was busy with government affairs, Wei Lian was so bored in Zhongling Palace.
Wei Lian was always waiting for him at that time.
He remembered that he discussed an important matter with the minister for three days. On the fourth night, he went to Zhongling Palace. After Wei Lian got on the bed, he hugged him quietly, and said lazily, "You can come. If you don't come, I will Mushrooms are growing."
Ji Yue touched his hair: "Why don't you find something to do to pass the time?"
"Those things have been done. I even know how many bricks and stones there are in Zhongling Palace, I almost count how many leaves there are on the tree."
"So hard?"
"Not really." Wei Lian found a comfortable position to lie down in his arms, "I just really want to see you."
They are not people who can't be separated from each other for a moment regardless of everything, otherwise there will be no disaster of peace and separation for a month. Just thinking about this emotion is always hard to control.
Wei Lian went out to inquire about the situation. It sounded easy, but it was actually dangerous, but those hidden crises were resolved by his wisdom and force. Ji Yue knew that he was very capable, but he couldn't help but worry.
"I came back so early." Ji Yue said, "It seems that I have gained something."
"Indeed, it's easier than I thought." Wei Lian sat down, "You're right, never underestimate a person's concern for their sweetheart."
Aslan is not someone who believes in credulity, but the possible experience of Myerna has completely disintegrated his heart, causing him to fall into incomparable pain and self-blame. Put your heart to heart.
"All the evidence points to that witch." Wei Lian said, "Lin Yan'er is the former saint of Liang's country, and from the perspective of time, it is also the one who happened to be the one from seven years ago..."
He briefly narrated Aslan's words, and finally said: "The eighth day is the Flower God's Day. I asked Aslan that that day the National Wizard would sit in the float, surrounded by heavy guards. Aslan would cooperate with us to guard the In exchange for his henchmen, he won't try to stop us from assassinating."
Ji Yue thought for a moment: "Since the national witch has such great ability, can it really be easily killed?"
"Always have to try." Wei Lian said, "It's just that no matter whether the assassination succeeds or fails, it is bound to be frightened by the grass. At that time, Liang Guo will definitely increase the intensity of the investigation of foreigners. We are weak and need a way to escape."
"I was already prepared." Ji Yue said, "Since I dare to come to Liang, I have to make sure that everything is safe. The person who casts the curse is extremely talented. I guessed before that he was a person of high power, and killing him might cause trouble. Cong Jiang Before leaving the state, Zhou Mingli asked Zhou Mingli to bring a secret order back to Yongping to give Xie Chen, and ordered him to start attacking the border of Liang State within three months. Liang Guo will definitely deploy the forces of Wangcheng to block it. At that time, Wangcheng will be like an empty city, and we can come and go freely. Now, the Qin army has probably reached the border of Liang."
Wei Lian was not surprised by Ji Yue's arrangement. It should be said that as a strategizing king, it is strange that Ji Yue did not take this into consideration.
He smiled lightly: "Tiaohu Lishan, it is indeed easy to escape..."
"Who said they wanted to escape?" Ji Yue smiled, "It's an empty city, and taking it is not like trying to find something? What's more, the power of the Liang Kingdom is supreme, their state witch is dead, like the collapse of faith, the military will definitely collapse, how can I follow Qin Jun? Fight?"
"Guhui will let people know that their gods can't bless them." Ji Yue's eyes lit up with the deepness and coldness belonging to an ambitious family, "Since Liang people dare to hurt the people of Qin and curse my monarch, how could Gu Just one life."
"From the very beginning, what I want is not just the blood of the cursed person." Ji Yue hooked his lips without emotion, "What I want is the whole country of Liang."
Wei Lian held his cheek with one hand and listened to him quietly.
When Ji Yue looked over, his eyes were still calm, and his face was "you continue".
"..." Ji Yue retracted the burning flame in his eyes and coughed lightly, "Did I scare you?"
Wei Lian put his hands on his cheeks: "In your eyes, am I so unscared?"
It was even within his expectations.
The state of Chen is dead, the prelude to the war has already begun, and the iron cavalry of the state of Qin will surely travel across the entire continent. Even Wei Lian had already made arrangements, not to mention Ji Yue.
It's all a matter of time.
Now that he has come to Liang Guo, he can simply do it all at once, which is in line with Ji Yue's style of behavior.
"The fool kills the chicken, the mediocrity kills a bird with one stone, and the wise kills two birds with one stone. As for you," Wei Lian hooked his lips, "you don't want a bird, you want the sky to fall."
Ji Yue smiled and said, "The one who knows me is Mo Ruo Gongzi Lian."
On the eighth day of the eighth lunar month, the Flower God Festival arrives.
The entire royal city has become a sea of flowers, and the windows are decorated with colorful flowers under the eaves. The girls put flowers in their braids, wear them on the temples, and pin them on their chests. They are more delicate than flowers. They crawled out of the bed early and surrounded the wide street on both sides, waiting for the float to pass by, preparing to fight for the flower that symbolized good luck.
There are long ropes on both sides of the street to clear the way, dividing the crowd into two long dragons. A naughty child got out from under the rope and ran to the middle of the empty street, and was immediately brought back by the child's mother: "The float will pass here later! Don't run around!"
Ji Yue and Wei Lian hid in the crowd, waiting for the national sorcerer to appear.
They are all dressed in Liang Ren, wearing masks on their faces are not eye-catching. The Flower God Festival is a major festival in the Liang Kingdom. Many girls cover their faces with veils, and young men cover their faces with masks. It is said that this is also a custom.
Wei Lian calmly turned the silver bracelet on his wrist and whispered, "Aslan said that the state witch is on the third float, the first two belong to the saint son and saint daughter. If it appears, I will use the hidden weapon first, and if I can't kill it with one hit, then I will go together."
Ji Yue nodded.
The weather was fine today, they waited under the scorching sun for about half an hour, and finally heard a burst of music, and a gorgeous motorcade slowly came into view.
At the head are two white horses with no variegation, the musicians play as they walk, and then a team of fully armed guards. Then there is the first float, in which is the Holy Son Aslan.
After the first float, there were flower girls who stood on the flower stand with flower baskets and kept scattering flowers on both sides of the road. These children are candidates for the next Son and Virgin.
The sky is full of flowers and rain, pink, red, purple, yellow... everything, but no white flowers.
White flowers are very unlucky in Liang State and are only used in funerals.
The people on both sides were instantly excited and stretched out to pick up the falling flowers.
After that, the Holy Maiden Myrna was sitting on the second float.
The float is open, and everyone can see the face of the saint. Myerna was dressed as a saint, wearing a veil, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes, receiving the attention of all the people.
Wei Lian and Ji Yue were waiting for the third float to approach.
Wei Lian pulled the mechanism on the silver bracelet, and four silver needles were quietly sandwiched between his fingers.
Ji Yue fiddled with the belt inadvertently. The short knife attached to his waist was in a telescopic mode, which could be turned into a long sword at any time when needed.
Finally, the third float appeared.
The sorcerer did not cover his face.
It was a stunning woman who was dressed up and had a very beautiful appearance.
She sat on the float, her hands folded on her knees, her long skirt covered her instep, and she was graceful and luxurious. The beautiful face and calm eyes are not like all in the mortal world. The beauty of the gods is like a god.
Let Ji Yue evaluate it without personal emotion: not as good-looking as Gu, not as good-looking as Ah Lian.
She is probably a little better-looking than the first beauty, Princess Chonghua, who has long since turned into a pink and pink skeleton.
Wei Lian moved his fingertips slightly, and was about to start, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred—
On the other side of the crowd, a woman in purple clothed her face suddenly flew up, holding a soft whip, and rushed straight to the third float: "It's you!"
The state witch's expression did not change, and she did not give her a single look.
Wei Lian paused for a while, then took back the silver needle in his hand: "It's Lin Yan'er."
He currently doesn't know the ability of this national witch, so it's better to let Lin Yan'er explore the details.
The soldiers hurriedly issued an order: "Protect the National Witch Lord!"
Lin Yan'er sneered, waved her sleeves and sprinkled a handful of poisonous powder, instantly causing the soldiers around the float to lower their bodies and cover their mouths and cough. She had no intention of picking up these people and went straight to the woman in the car.
"It's you who made me become like this!" Lin Yan'er swung the whip over, the national witch calmly raised her eyes, and said something in her mouth, Lin Yan'er was like hitting an invisible barrier, and she was caught before she got close. Zhenfei, about to fall into the open space ahead.
Wei Lian: "...It seems that she can't figure out the details."
The disparity in strength is too great.
"She should have recited a spell." Ji Yue's observation was keen, "She moved her mouth just now."
"Yan'er!" Xiao Wen appeared immediately, caught Lin Yan'er from the air, and fell to the ground.
Lin Yan'er fell into Xiao Wen's arms and fainted.
"Yan'er! Yan'er!" Xiao Wen shouted twice before waking up, looking up in anger, "What did you do to her!"
When Chongguan was angry, Xiao Wen was angry, and he drew his sword and flew to the national witch.
If you want to get close to the national witch, you have to pass Aslan first. But Aslan just hesitated for a moment, then pretended not to react and didn't move.
Myerna stared at the woman who fainted on the ground: "I see how she looks so familiar..."
Xiao Wen stepped on the roofs of the two floats unimpeded and stabbed the sorcerer with a knife.
In the crowd, Wei Lian said softly, "I always feel like it's another gift..."
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Wen also flew out and fell beside Lin Yaner. He was hurt more than Lin Yan'er, and even vomited blood.
He looked in pain, but he still tried his best to climb to Lin Yan'er's side, wanting to hug her.
"Yan'er..." Xiao Wen whispered, "I will protect you."
Lin Yan'er smelled the strong smell of blood and moved her fingers imperceptibly.
Observer Ji Yue said calmly: "She recited the spell again. I just saw that she was chanting words with a hand seal attached. It should be that Xiao Wen's martial arts are stronger than Lin Yan'er, and her coping has become stronger."
So Xiao Wen was hurt more than Lin Yan'er.
It's just that Xiao Wen didn't faint, lying on the ground lingering.
Wei Lian said: "Then let her shut up."
How fast does martial arts have to be to be faster than the human mouth
"Huh? White flower?" It was the child who ran into the middle of the street just now. He suddenly caught a white petal with curiosity and looked at the whiteness in his palm, "Mother, what kind of flower is this?"
The mother's expression changed, and she hurriedly threw the petals away: "White flowers are unlucky flowers! Wait... how can there be white flowers?"
The flower girls have long stopped spreading flowers because of this sudden change, but the rain of flowers is still floating in the sky.
It's just that the original colorful... are covered by snow-white petals.
The people were at a loss: "Where did the white flowers come from..."
Ji Yue said, "Lin Yan'er is awake."
Wei Lian looked up and saw that Lin Yaner, who had fainted on the ground, had stood up at some point.
It just so happened that a gust of wind blew her veil off, revealing her beautiful face, a pair of affectionate eyes that were as cold as frost at the moment.
Xiao Wen was startled: "Yan'er..."
Myerna was stunned for a moment when she saw that face.
Lin Yan'er lowered her eyes and looked at Xiao Wen, who was still stained with blood on the corner of her mouth, and lifted her fingertips stained with Dan Kou. The condensed internal force instantly rolled the white petals scattered in the air into a tornado shape, sweeping towards the third float with a thunderous force.
thumping!
The soft petals are like sharp weapons, instantly cutting the entire float into pieces.
The national witch's pupil color changed slightly, and she immediately chanted the curse urgently, so as not to let herself be smashed into thousands of pieces.
"She has become stronger." Ji Yue looked at this scene in surprise.
"It's not that it's getting stronger." Wei Lian said, "It's a replacement."
At the same time, Myerna exclaimed: "You are the last saint, Aida Semiya!"
"I'm not her." The woman said lightly.
She was holding a complete white flower in her palm, glamorous and elegant: "I'm Tu Mi."