Jiangbei Camp.
The night wind was rustling, bringing the chill of late autumn across the tent. Instead of lifting the heavy curtains, the flames in the copper basin swayed non-stop. The two people in the tent were not disturbed at all, and their love for a concubine was just at the moment.
"Jinglan, when can we return to the palace?"
Chu Jinglan's gaze shifted from the defense map of Chengji to Ye Huaiyang, and when she saw her lying on the bed with her calves crossed, reading a book, exactly the same as when she was in the attic of Prince Lan's mansion, the corners of his eyes suddenly curled up with a slight delight.
"What? Missing home?"
"I miss Lanlan." Qingyin showed a little loss, and even her mood changed sharply, "I don't know how it is doing in other people's homes, whether it has eaten well and slept well."
"Didn't you specifically tell Huaixin to settle it? Are you worried about his work?"
Ye Huaiyang pouted and said, "Don't worry, but now the army is in chaos, who knows if that family can take care of it..."
Chu Jinglan stared at her for a while, then suddenly reached out to her, "Come here."
"What are you doing?" Ye Huaiyang asked back and forth, but he still got up quickly, and he was pulled into his arms as soon as he walked to the table. A pair of iron arms followed by his side and connected with the table. A small circle imprisoned her in it, she looked at his domineering and charming eyes, and was instantly amused.
Isn't this the scene in the book
Chu Jinglan saw that she was having fun, her eyebrows raised slightly, and her words were dangerous: "What are you laughing at?"
"Laughing at you is like the hero in the storybook." Ye Huaiyang laughed with him, and suddenly changed the conversation and joked, "It's just that he's a little older."
As soon as she finished speaking, a finger was suddenly poked at her waist, hitting her ticklish flesh. She screamed and hid everywhere, but Chu Jinglan tightened her arm so that she couldn't move. To be able to endure this grueling yang finger, crying and laughing out of breath.
"You were the one who chased me with all your might, and now you are the one who thinks I'm old." Chu Jinglan bent down on his chest and pressed her even tighter, and poked her fingers hard, "Would you like me to help you pick someone else? "
Ye Huaiyang burst into tears and struggled, out of breath and said, "No no no... I was born as your ghost and died as your ghost, no one else!"
"Really?" Chu Jinglan asked with narrowed black eyes.
"Really!" Ye Huaiyang nodded, fearing that his claws would be stretched out again, "I'll follow you when Shang Qiao Bi falls down to Huang Quan, the world is the proof!"
Chu Jinglan raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, and was about to kiss the red lips that were snoring and breathing, when suddenly his heart ached, and then it spread densely, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at his heart. , he swayed and fell to the side uncontrollably, but he was still thinking of Ye Huaiyang sitting on his lap, and wanted to stretch out his hand to push her away, but who knew that the place where his ten fingers went would become a double image, empty and empty. Empty, leaving only a human figure, he was so terrified that he suddenly shouted loudly.
"Yang'er!"
With this heart-wrenching call, Chu Jinglan finally woke up from the nightmare, with a pale face and cold sweat on his forehead, as if he had lost his soul. After a long time, he propped himself up from the soft couch. Unexpectedly, he heard subtle footsteps. Recalling the situation just now, he immediately turned his head to look at the table. After seeing the person standing in the shadow, he was full of expectations. His eyes instantly turned cold.
The man bit his cheeks tightly, as if he was trying his best to endure something. It took a long time before he walked over from the door, lit the copper candle light, and then turned around and shouted timidly, "Cousin..."
Chu Jinglan asked indifferently, "What's the matter?"
Meng Chen put the medicine in front of him and whispered, "It's getting late, you should drink the medicine and rest."
"Understood, you can go." Chu Jinglan picked up the porcelain bowl, raised his head and drank it, then slammed it to the side at will, without even frowning, as if he could not perceive the bitterness in it, Meng Chen saw it. He looked like this, and unknowingly clenched his nails.
It's been three months, and Ye Huaiyang has been dead for three months, and he still can't let her go! What I think about is her, and it is her who even dreams and shouts! I take good care of myself every day, but I can't compare to a dead person. I really can't help but hate it!
Seeing her standing still, Chu Jinglan's eyes became colder and colder. Just as he was about to speak to chase someone away, he suddenly heard Tang Qingfeng whispering from outside the tent, "My lord, there is a battle report ahead."
"Come in."
Chu Jinglan raised his voice to announce that he had entered the tent, and he immediately walked in at a steady pace, only to find that there was someone else in the room when he walked in front of him. Meng Chen also knew that the lonely man and the widow were going to be criticized. He bit his lip and glanced at Chu Jinglan before turning away, very reluctant.
Tang Qingfeng heard the footsteps far away, and then he talked about the important thing: "My lord, the vanguard of the Guanzhong Army is already crossing the river. As soon as General Ye rides ahead, he will soon arrive at the camp."
"This king is here."
Chu Jinglan stood up on the couch, suddenly his throat tightened, and he could not help covering his sleeves and coughed. Tang Qingfeng hurriedly stepped forward to check, but Chu Jinglan blocked him. Tang Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat because of the bloodstains.
"My lord, are you coughing up blood again? My subordinates will go to Doctor Lu to show you!"
"No need, don't disturb others." Chu Jinglan changed his outer robe and rinsed his mouth again. Just as he was about to leave the handsome tent, he suddenly remembered something. He turned around and took out the jade pendant in the original dress and hung it back. He reached his waist, stroking the familiar lines, and the sweetness that was pressed down almost poured back into his throat.
"How's the matter that this king asked you to investigate?"
Tang Qingfeng was stunned for a while, and then explained one by one: "Back to the prince, my subordinates have checked it carefully, and what Miss Meng said is indeed the truth."
Chu Jinglan didn't have much reaction, just waved his hand and said, "I'll check again."
"Yes, my subordinates know." Tang Qingfeng bowed slightly and strode away from the handsome tent.
At this moment, Chu Jinglan was not in a hurry to see Ye Huaili. He turned his hand and pinched the porcelain bowl and looked at it for a long time, his eyes darkened, as if something was surging and was about to rush out.
After the Shence Army arrived in Jiangbei, Meng Chen trekked to the army alone to join him. Talking about the day when the accident happened, he burst into tears and repeatedly blamed himself for being too slow to take the night with him before the forbidden army entered the Lan Wangfu. Huai Yang escaped from the secret door. Later, after escaping alone, she immediately left the city and didn't stop until outside the scope of Gyeonggi. She found an inn in the small town and stayed there for two months. She didn't come to join him until she heard that Chu Jinglan had hit Jiangbei.
After Chu Jinglan heard it, he let her go to rest, and when the others disappeared, his face gradually became abnormal.
Over the past few months, he has been thinking about how Ye Huaiyang and the Xie family were exposed every moment. Ye Huaiyang needless to say that although he acts boldly, he is best at covering up. You can tell from the flaws, and Xie Miao has always been a solid person. In addition, he has been immersed in the Xie family for so many years, and his methods are also very comparable.
Where is the problem
After thinking about it, Chu Jinglan felt that this ring was impeccable and could only be broken from the inside, so the only possibility was that there was a traitor. At the Xie family's side, it was not easy for him to come to a conclusion. Maybe Xie Miao used people carelessly, but after seeing Meng Chen, he suddenly had an idea that was so terrifying that even he himself felt incredible.
Could it be that Meng Chen betrayed them
How many Tianqi Tower guards with strong martial arts were captured alive in the entire palace, but she was the only weak woman who escaped. Even if there were agencies to help outside, how could she escape the eyes of the patrolling army and successfully leave the palace? ? You must know that the city gate must have been under martial law at that time.
I am afraid that these mysteries can only be explained by finding Ye Huaixin and Ci Yuan. Before that, he will not let go of any possible clues. He just wants to avenge Ye Huaiyang, no matter who the other party is.
Thinking of the dream just now, he closed his eyes unbearably.
"No matter what goes up and down, Huangquan will never leave, Yang'er, it's hard to fall into a dream once, and you lie to your husband like this."
He wiped his face, and when he opened his eyes again, he regained his indifference and coldness. All his thoughts and love were buried deep in his heart, and even though the pain was dripping with blood, he never leaked the slightest.
At this moment, there was a faint noise outside the tent. He knew it was Ye Huaili who had arrived, so he walked to the tent where the meeting was being held. As a result, the two bumped into each other at the door. As soon as he looked up, he saw each other's appearance. speechless.
This way, Chu Jinglan had almost never stopped to call him from the north. He deployed tactics day and night and went to the front line in person. In addition to the suffering in his heart, the whole person was completely broken. Ye Huaili didn't have a good time during this period. He was injured in the battle with King Tao, and he rushed to join Chu Jinglan from the south. , so that he can survive until now.
Chu Zhenghe, who was on the side, saw the subtlety, so he broke the silence with a smile: "Long time no see, General Ye."
Ye Huaili returned to her senses and said in a low voice, "King Rongjun."
Chu Zhenghe walked between the two, stretched out his arms and pushed them towards the tent, and said as he walked, "The Northern Army and the Guanzhong Army have been fighting for so long, and they finally meet tonight, so congratulations! Come and come! , if we have anything to say, let's go inside the house!"
The guards in front of the tent immediately lifted the curtain, and the three entered side by side. The first thing that caught the eye was a huge sand table with various flags and pawns on it, as if they had practiced many times.
Ye Huaili came here to discuss with them how to fight the battle of Lushan tomorrow. Seeing this situation, he couldn't wait to study it. Who would have thought that he had not fully reviewed the arrangement of troops in the sand table. Suddenly there was an emergency report from outside, and the three of them raised their heads one after another, only to see a shadow guard rushing in and kneeling on the ground, his chest heaving constantly, as if he had just rushed back to the camp from outside.
Chu Jinglan stared and asked, "What's the matter?"
The Shadow Guard crouched on the ground and spit out a sentence: "My lord, Lord Yue was killed."
The author has something to say: Hey, the Yangbao you want is here (hold your head and run)