This sudden scene made everyone too late to react, especially the soldiers of Le Qiguo, who looked at Xing Wuyun hanging in the air, with blood on the corners of his mouth, still smiling wantonly, he opened his arms, the dagger in his chest was extremely Deep, but he didn't feel any pain, he just looked into the distance and let his body droop down.
Luo was too late to respond, and hurriedly rolled from the ground, trying to come forward to catch it, but the other generals were also surprised.
They knew that the purpose of coming this time, but when it really happened, they were still unacceptable and unbelievable. They had complained and dissatisfied with this fourth prince, but he was still the backbone of their hearts. His actions undoubtedly gave them a way to live. Such a righteousness could not help but move the soldiers of Le Qiguo.
Xing Wuyun laughed, and what the man said appeared in his mind, "I saved your life, no matter where you escaped, when I want to take it back, I will take it back naturally."
Xing Wuyun opened his eyes wide, closed his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian standing awe-inspiringly above the tower. The dazzling sunlight shot into his eyes, and he saw his childhood appearance in a trance...
His body is getting heavier and heavier, but he has no fear at all. His death can be exchanged for liberation. Then, in the future, he will no longer be restrained, can act recklessly, laugh loudly, and fly freely.
The breeze brushed his cheeks, and he fell slowly like a bird with wings outstretched.
A cold wind swept across, and his waist was tightly embraced, and then his entire body crashed into a soft embrace. He raised his eyes and met hers, "You can't save me."
Feng Aotian watched helplessly as he inserted the dagger into her own heart, lowered her head, and looked at the dagger that was pressing to her heart. The blood spilled out and stained her silver-gray robe. At this moment, she felt like strangling him to death. impulse.
She hugged his waist tightly, lowered her head, and kissed his lips domineeringly. In the astonishment of everyone, she kissed him and fell slowly.
Xing Wuyun's eyes were dazed, looking at her, putting away all his thoughts, "I will use my blood to make the country happy"
Luo Chi was stunned, listening to his low voice, but it lingered in the sky, shaking the hearts of the soldiers of Le Qiguo, and even the hearts of the soldiers of Feng Qiguo.
Luo Chi quickly returned to his senses, took a step forward, and stood beside him, "Fourth Highness!"
Xing Wuyun let Feng Aotian take him into his arms, bowed his head, the dagger in her hand was exactly the same as the dagger she grabbed from his hand that day, her eyes sank, and she laid him flat on the ground.
Xing Wuyun smiled and stared at her. The moment he stabbed the dagger into his heart, he knew that he was destined to miss her in this life, and he knew that he had already unknowingly had her in his heart. Only then did he realize how reluctant he was to leave her suddenly, how warm her embrace was.
He let her put him on the cool ground, she slowly got up, gave him a deep look, turned around, and walked away step by step.
Xing Wuyun looked at her all the time until he couldn't hold it any longer and closed his eyes slowly. He smiled from beginning to end without any pain.
Feng Aotian flew up, stood on top of the city tower, turned her eyes and looked at Xing Wuyun lying on the ground, her eyes condensed with cold air.
Leng Qianye stood beside her and looked at Xing Wuyun as well. He never thought that one day, one of them would leave first, and this person turned out to be Xing Wuyun.
Even the strongest person, seeing this scene in front of him, is all sentimental. Leng Qianye clutched the city wall tightly with one hand and the long sword around his waist with the other hand. He couldn't help thinking, when will he? die? If he leaves, will she be sad and cry
Thinking of this, he turned his eyes suddenly, and saw Feng Aotian looking at him in an unsatisfactory manner.
Luo Chi saw with his own eyes that the Fourth Prince died in front of him, but there was nothing he could do. He suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
The soldiers and soldiers of Le Qiguo were also very sad. At this moment, they all had grief on their faces and tears in their eyes. They knelt on the ground and looked at the fourth prince lying on the ground of Pingliang. His death was finally fulfilled. A battlefield.
Feng Aotian raised his hand, clasped Leng Qianye's hand tightly, and said solemnly, "Retract!"
The horn sounded, and with a mournful cry, the soldiers of Fengqi Country withdrew. However, they did not have the slightest joy, but only infinite sadness.
"Your Majesty..." Leng Qianye's voice was a little hoarse, and when he saw the bone-breaking chill in her eyes, he knew that she was also sad now.
He raised his hand and took her into his arms, "Your Majesty, Xing Wuyun's body..."
"He is not Xing Wuyun, but the fourth prince of Le Qiguo. Naturally, the body is to be brought back to Le Qiguo." Feng Aotian's voice was still cold.
Leng Qianye was silent, just looking at Le Qiguo's soldiers who were reluctant to get up for a long time, but knelt on the ground, motionless.
In the late autumn, it was already a month without rain at the border. At this moment, there was lightning and thunder in the sky, and then it poured down, the rain fell, and fell on Xing Wuyun's beautiful face, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his clothes were soaked, but he didn't have half a minute. angry.
When Luo Chi saw this, although he was sad, he ordered his body to be carried into a carriage, and returned to the barracks with a large group of people.
In less than an hour, the white sails of the barracks were hung up, and the whole army mourned.
Feng Aotian stood on the tower and let the rain fall on her body, but she did not move at all.
Leng Qianye knew her current mood, so she accompanied her in the rain.
The violent storm washed away all the bloodstains on the battlefield, and even his bohemian face was also washed away.
It rained all night and didn't stop until dawn the next day.
The soldiers of Le Qiguo knelt in the tent all night.
When Le Ling received the secret letter, it was noon the next day, and he stood up from the dragon chair in shock. What he said that day was just to let him go out and hone, and why was he so stubborn.
At the same time, the news of the successive defeats of the troops sent by Le Qiguo to Wuyue State and Fengqi State spread to the ears of all countries. The war between Wu Yueguo and Fengqiguo ended in such a tragic end, and all the countries could not help but be shocked. The Le Qiguo of the three major powers could not match the small third-class country? Not only did they fail to capture Fengqi Kingdom and Wuyue Kingdom, but they lost the battle and lost a prince.
Luo Chi reluctantly took Xing Wuyun's coffin back to Le Qiguo. Along the way, the morale of the soldiers was low, and everyone was immersed in the suicide of the fourth prince, unable to extricate himself.
After a day and night of attacking, Luo Yun was finally defeated, but he was convinced that he was defeated, and he was not unwilling, just because his formation was flawless, but Mu Hanyao found a flaw, and then he was wiped out, only It shows that his skills are not as good as others, but this is just the beginning. He believes that they will definitely fight again soon.
He left Wu Yueguo's border without any hesitation with his troops and headed to Le Qiguo.
Mu Hanyao stood on the tower and watched Luo Yun leave. He fought this battle extremely happily, but when he got the news of Xing Wuyun's death, his heart flashed with grief, and he couldn't help thinking about himself How long can you live? Can you stay with her until she grows old
Meteor is happy. After all, now that Wu Yueguo is safe and sound, he can go to find the Holy Master.
The little white snake was also happy. It raised the snake's head, but saw Mu Hanyao, who had never shown any expression, and there was a deep sadness in his eyes.
It quickly rubbed Meteor's arm and motioned him to look at Mu Hanyao.
Meteor raised his head and looked at Mu Hanyao. He naturally knew why he was sad. The soldiers of Wu Yueguo and Feng Qiguo were the happiest in this battle.
Mu Hanyao took his men and horses to rest at the border of Wuyue Kingdom for a day, then left Wuyue Kingdom and rushed to Qicheng.
Meteor and Little White Snake originally thought that Mu Hanyao would go to the border to the east of Fengqi Kingdom, but he did not expect him to go to Qicheng, but now, his main task is to protect Mu Hanyao, so he followed him to Qicheng .
Wei Zimo sat in the carriage. In a few days, he would be able to reach the border of Fengqi Country. He looked at the letterhead in his hand, and his always glamorous eyes flashed with surprise and disbelief. I can't figure it out, why did Xing Wuyun commit suicide? He didn't even believe that Xing Wuyun was really dead.
He immediately flew away from the carriage, and he wanted to see it with his own eyes.
After Leng Qianye had withdrawn his troops, Feng Aotian ordered him to return to Qicheng.
"Your Majesty, please accompany you." Leng Qianye took her into his arms and asked in a low voice.
Feng Aotian shook his head, "Han Yao is rushing to Qicheng now, you will meet him, the two of you are needed in Qicheng."
"But, Your Majesty, where are you going?" Leng Qianye looked at her and couldn't help asking.
Feng Aotian said in a low voice, "He is from the Lord, don't think that if you die, you can escape."
Leng Qianye understood what she meant, and then said, "Your Majesty, this minister is waiting for you in Qicheng."
"Okay." Feng Aotian nodded, raised his hand, and stroked his face, "Be careful along the way."
"Well, Your Majesty, you too." Leng Qianye nodded slightly. At this moment, he felt that it was good to be alive. At the very least, he could see and feel her.
Feng Aotian got up, left the border, and flew away in the direction of Le Qiguo.
Leng Qianye watched her leaving, then looked at Yi Wu beside him, "Back to Qicheng."
"Yes." Yi Wu took the order and immediately went to prepare.
In the capital of Fengqi Kingdom, Eunuch Mao also got the news of Xing Wuyun's suicide, he couldn't help but startled, obviously a little unbelievable.
"Suicide?" Eunuch Cat raised his eyes, looked at Po, and asked in a low voice.
"Exactly." Po nodded.
"Why did he commit suicide?" Eunuch Cat couldn't understand, is it really for the sake of defeating the battle
"This, my subordinates don't know, but the master is very kind to him." Po quickly replied.
Eunuch cat sat on the soft couch and held up the tea cup, thoughtfully.
Po stood on one side, and could not see Eunuch Cat's emotions. However, when they remembered the scene of Xing Wuyun's suicide, they couldn't help but sigh. After all, they did not expect that Xing Wuyun would have such great courage.
Lan Jingshu was reviewing the memorial, obviously startled by the news, then raised his eyes, "Do you say it again?"
"Concubine Lan, the fourth prince of Le Qiguo, in front of the soldiers of the two armies, apologized and committed suicide." Jingxi replied in a low voice.
"It's a bloody person." Yi Mu said lightly when Lan Jingshu was stunned.
Lan Jingshu looked at Yi Mu, thinking that the fourth prince of Le Qiguo committed suicide, then, what about the emperor
Gu Yefeng looked at Lan Jingshu, "Why did you hear that the fourth prince of Le Qiguo committed suicide?"
Lan Jingshu didn't know why, he just felt that there was something he didn't know about it, and then he calmed down, "It's okay, just a little surprised."
"Hey, I'm a little curious, what does the fourth prince look like?" Gu Yefeng couldn't help but said.
Jingxi said on the side, "I heard that the fourth prince is handsome and elegant, and Su Ri likes to wear a goose-yellow brocade robe and a folding fan in his hand. He is very romantic."
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at him, "Do you say it again?"
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Jingxi was startled and asked Lan Jingshu.
"Say what you just said again?" Lan Jingshu looked at Jingxi, and for the first time, his eyes flashed coldly.
Jingxi hurriedly lowered her head and repeated Shicai's words without saying a word.
Lan Jingshu raised his eyes and looked at Yi Mu, "Didn't you guess who these four princes are?"
"You mean?" Yi Mu couldn't help but said in surprise.
"Hey, who are you talking about?" Gu Yefeng has been in the house for a long time. Although he has heard about the talented and beautiful women outside, he has basically seen it. Xing Wuyun is the only one who always misses him. Therefore, he has never seen it. Xing Wuyun didn't even know.
"Hopefully, it's not what I thought." Lan Jingshu lowered his eyes and said in a low voice.
"Yes, otherwise, the emperor is afraid..." Yi Mu also replied softly.
Gu Yefeng looked at the two people in front of him with a riddle, and quickly asked, "What are you two talking about?"
"Forget it, let's not talk about it." Lan Jingshu looked at Gu Yefeng, "Continue to review the memorial."
"Yeah." Yi Mu nodded.
Gu Yefeng was a little anxious, "Can you two be frank?"
The two remained silent and ignored him.
Gu Yefeng thought it was boring, but he was also aroused by curiosity. With a little anger in his heart, he snorted coldly, lowered his head, and continued to look at the memorial.
Ye Meixi had just returned to the palace when she heard the news of Xing Wuyun's suicide, and she couldn't help being a little surprised. In his opinion, according to Xing Wuyun's temperament, he is not such a person who can't think about it. There must be some reason for this.
He immediately sat down, sipping tea, and said, "Can Ling Shuangxue's trace be found?"
"No." Chu Xia stood on one side and replied truthfully.
"Continue to check." Ye Meixi wondered where she was
"Yes." Chu Xia replied with his head bowed.
Ye Meixi then got up, walked into the inner hall, took off her brocade robe, lay down on the dragon couch, and closed her eyes to rest.
Chu Xia and Xiang Han have already retreated, knowing that these few days, Ye Meixi must be working hard.
In this way, a day has passed, and now the night is quiet, Luo Chi saw that he was about to rush to the border of Le Qiguo, and immediately ordered people to set up camp and rest here.
A black shadow suddenly fell, and then flashed into a tent, looking at a coffin placed in the center of the tent, she then stepped forward, raised her hand, pushed the coffin away, looked at Xing Wuyun lying peacefully inside, raised her hand , took him out of the coffin, and then put down a corpse in his hands, and he wore a mask on his face, just like Xing Wuyun.
Feng Aotian then dodged and left the tent. With a flick of his finger, the flames fell into the tent, and then a raging fire ignited.
The soldiers patrolling outside watched the camp fire, and they quickly shouted loudly and kept putting out the fire.
Standing on the big tree not far away, with a charming red figure, he watched the black shadow fly away, his glamorous eyes flashed with relief, and then he flew away.
This shadow took Xing Wuyun's body through the dense forest, then walked to a mansion, then entered the main house and put him on the bed.
This black shadow is Feng Aotian. She looked at the dagger on Xing Wuyun's chest at this time, and then placed him on the bed, sitting cross-legged, while she sat opposite him, raised her hand, and placed the dagger on his chest. The dagger was pulled out, the blood had dried up, she quickly raised her hand, touched the acupuncture point on her chest, put a jade pendant in her arms in his mouth, pressed her palms against his chest, and a white light covered his body, she Close your eyes, hold your breath.
The moonlight outside the window was bright and shone into the house, the candlelight flickered in the house, the curtains were misty, and the two sitting on the bed seemed as if time had stopped at this moment, and there was no change in the slightest.
Until dawn the next day, Feng Ao Tian put away his palms and Bai Guang, and seeing that his bloodless complexion had now recovered some blood, he raised his hand, took a pulse for him, sighed slightly, and laid him flat on the bed. On, she got out of the bed, took out the silk handkerchief, wiped the sweat on his forehead, stared at his unrestrained face, took out the jade pendant in her mouth, then got up and walked out of the room.
As soon as she stepped out of the room, she felt a suffocation in her chest and spit out a mouthful of blood. She quickly raised her palms to adjust her internal strength.
At this time, Luo Yun looked at the unrecognizable corpse in the coffin, and couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, and even secretly hated which despicable villain dared to burn the coffin of the fourth prince.
He also felt that he was incompetent, and he couldn't even protect the body of the fourth prince. Then, he did not dare to delay, and rushed to Le Qiguo with his troops for days.
When Le Ling heard the news that his younger brother had left, he felt bored. After all, if it wasn't for the help of his younger brother secretly, how could he defeat the eldest prince and become emperor
He counted the time, and he waited for Luo Chi's men and horses on the tower of the capital early in the morning, until the sunset, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on his handsome and calm face, he looked directly at the men and horses slowly coming from a distance, With the coffin on the carriage, his eyes became even colder.
Luo got the news early in the morning and knew that the emperor would come to greet the corpse of the fourth prince. At this moment, his heart was extremely heavy. He would rather die by himself than let the fourth prince encounter an accident.
Leling got down from the tower and stood at the gate of the city. Luo Chi hurriedly dismounted and knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, this minister should be damned!"
Le Ling then raised his hand, the soldiers behind Luo Chi made way, he walked forward step by step, stood in front of the coffin, raised his hand, stroked it, and then said, "The fourth prince is named King Yun, Buried in the imperial mausoleum."
"King Yun is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand thousand years old!" Baiguan and all the soldiers knelt on the ground and shouted.
Le Ling pushed the coffin away, and when he saw the unrecognizable person inside the coffin, he turned his eyes to Luo Chi who was kneeling on the ground, and said solemnly, "What's going on?"
Luo Chi quickly replied, "Please punish the emperor. Last night, a thief tried to burn the fourth prince's coffin."
Le Ling then looked at the corpse in the coffin, raised his hand, tore off the black brocade robe on his body, and turned his body upside down. When he saw the cinnabar on the back of his neck, he looked at his palm again. After checking the ground, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and then he closed the coffin, "Choose another day to be buried!"
"Yes." The crowd responded.
Le Ling turned around and walked forward. This time, he was not a good teacher. Now, after Xuanyuan Yu, he has become the second joke in the world.
The sky was getting dark, Feng Aotian pushed in the door, put the porridge in his hand, put it on the table, lifted a step, and walked forward.
She sat down and stared at Xing Wuyun, thinking that the first time she saw him, he came down from the upstairs of Furong Pavilion, dressed in a light robe and soft belt, handsome and extraordinary, with a free and uninhibited smile on the corner of his mouth, especially that A pair of peach blossom eyes is even more fascinating. The second time we met, she let him strip off before entering the bedroom. He took off his clothes without any restraint, and walked into her bedroom like that. All kinds of things, he would always laugh it off, his flamboyant temperament, and his unrestrained behavior, anyone who looked at him would think he was a romantic and noble boy, but she could see the loneliness and loneliness in his eyes. lonely.
She turned her eyes sideways, leaned her body, and closed her eyes slightly.
Xing Wuyun seems to have had a long dream. In the dream, he has no restraints. He doesn't have to work for anyone, he doesn't have to be in a dilemma, and he doesn't have to do anything. He is him, and he doesn't accept any restraints.
He slowly opened his eyes, raised his eyes, and saw Feng Aotian lying beside him, he was slightly startled, lowered his head, and saw that the wound on his chest had been bandaged. Gently covering the back of her hand, feeling a touch of warmth, he realized that he was still alive.
He closed his eyes and recalled what happened that day. When she caught her, she kissed him, forced his lips open, and put a cold pill into his mouth, the sweetness Into the heart, is it
He opened his eyes again, but met the cold phoenix eyes, he wanted to say something, wanted to pull a smile, but, after all, was powerless, just stared at her blankly.
Feng Aotian didn't speak, he lifted him up slightly, then got up, walked to the table, brought the porridge over, then sat down, put the porridge to his mouth and blew lightly, then put it on his lips.
Xing Wuyun blinked his eyes. Due to excessive blood loss, his eyes were a little dull and his face was pale. He wanted to say something, but when the words reached the roar, he couldn't say it. He opened his mouth and swallowed the porridge. Pulling the wound on his chest, he frowned slightly.
When Feng Aotian saw this, he scooped another spoonful, put it in his mouth, lowered his head, kissed his lips, and put the porridge in. Xing Wuyun felt that the soft lips were mixed with a faint fragrance, with The tasteless porridge was mixed with a hint of sweetness.
For some reason, he was enjoying this kind of kiss at the moment, enjoying her gentleness towards him, but just let her feed quietly. After the bowl of porridge was finished, Feng Aotian helped him to lie down and got up by himself. , will leave.
Xing Wuyun quickly raised his hand, grabbed her sleeve, and stared at her.
Feng Aotian looked sideways at him, "Who are you?"
Xing Wuyun was slightly startled, and a low voice sounded, "Xing Wuyun."
"Not the fourth prince?" Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice.
"The fourth prince is dead, I'm Xing Wuyun." Xing Wuyun said in a low voice, he didn't expect that he would still be alive, but now, he went to live truly, it was she who saved his life, it was she who let him get After being reborn, he was very fortunate that it was she who saved him, not others.
Feng Aotian continued, "Do you still remember that day, you promised your master one thing."
"Well." Xing Wuyun nodded.
"In the future, without your permission, you are not allowed to die." Feng Aotian looked at him and said solemnly.
He pulled a faint smile, but it was so bright and moving, nodded slightly and said, "Okay."
Feng Aotian saw that he was always pulling on her sleeve, "Let go, the master cooks himself. Now that you are full, the master is still hungry."
Xing Wuyun's eyes flashed brightly, "Is the porridge cooked by the emperor himself?"
"Yes." Feng Aotian nodded and said, "This is the first time for the Lord."
Xing Wuyun slowly loosened her sleeves, but she was in a very good mood. He suddenly felt like a kite she let out. Now, it's time for him to come back.
"Take a good rest." Feng Aotian turned around, took a step forward, covered him with the quilt again, and then turned to leave.
Xing Wuyun turned his eyes and closed them slowly, now he just wants to think quietly.
Feng Aotian stepped up and left the house, then walked into the kitchen and began to be self-sufficient.
Just when Xing Wuyun was fascinated, a black shadow fell, he raised his eyes suddenly and looked at him, "It seems that nothing can be hidden from you."
"Since you want to die, you have to die completely." Hei Ying couldn't help but raise his hand and attack him.
Xing Wuyun watched him sternly slap the wind towards him. Now, he has just woken up, and he has no strength. However, at this moment, Feng Aotian's words echoed in his mind, "Don't die without the permission of the Lord. !"
He hurriedly tried his last strength, and immediately flew up from the bed and brushed past his palm wind, but was still injured by the internal force, his heart ached, the wound burst, he couldn't care, and then rushed out of the room.
Feng Aotian heard the sound, his eyes sank, and then he stepped out of the kitchen, and saw that Xing Wuyun had fallen to the ground, and a black shadow flew out of the house, and then another palm hit Xing Wuyun.
Feng Aotian flew up, met the fierce palm of the shadow, and protected Xing Wuyun behind her. She raised her eyes and looked at the shadow wearing a veil in front of her. Her eyes sank, "You dare to touch him?"
The black shadow looked at her, her sullen eyes shot a cold chill, and in a flash, she flew away.
When Feng Aotian saw him leave, he turned around quickly, half squatted on the ground, and saw Xing Wuyun's mouth with blood, covering his chest with one hand and propped on the ground with one hand, looking at her.
Feng Aotian quickly picked him up, pulled him into his arms, and caressed his back, "With the Lord here, no one dares to hurt you."
Xing Wuyun leaned on her arms with peace of mind. For the first time, he felt that his wandering heart had found the other side. This was the harbor in his dream. The warmth in his dream illuminated his lonely and dark heart. I wanted to raise my hand, hug her, and hold her firmly, but I had no strength, and then passed out in her arms.
Feng Aotian hurriedly helped him into the room, put him on the bed, felt his pulse, and whispered, "Xing Wuyun, wake up the Lord, don't sleep!"
Xing Wuyun didn't seem to hear it, Feng Aotian then roared, "Be obedient, don't sleep!"
Xing Wuyun slowly opened his eyes, looked at her, and blinked.
Feng Aotian raised his palm, gave him his inner strength, lowered his head, kissed his lips, and sucked gently.
Xing Wuyun now has no energy at all, but he feels that he is wrapped in a mass of warmth, which makes him reluctant to close his eyes.
After a while, Feng Aotian left his lips, put away his palm, applied medicine to his wound again, and bandaged it. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes, and saw that he was always looking at her with his eyes open. Hands, covering his eyes, "Go to sleep."
Xing Wuyun couldn't hold it anymore, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
Feng Aotian remembered the shadow of Shicai, and immediately recognized it as Dugu Xingye. She looked at Xing Wuyun again, wondering, what is the relationship between him and Dugu Xingye? Why did he choose to commit suicide? All these questions can only be known when Xing Wuyun wakes up.
She watched him fall asleep, then got up and walked out of the room, but she felt uneasy, so she said coldly, "Go prepare some food for the lord."
Soul hurriedly appeared, bowed his head in response, and then flashed away.
Feng Aotian sat beside the bed and looked at Xing Wuyun, her thoughts drifted into the distance.
That familiar face, the pair of eyes that she would never forget and would not want to remember, and his words, all lingered in her ears, she had already died for him once, why would he want to What about entangled? And why is he here? Is he dead too
Feng Aotian was full of doubts, and after a while, Soul walked in with the food box, "Master, let's eat."
Feng Aotian nodded slightly, got up from the bed, walked to the table, sat down, looked at the meal in front of him, and then looked at the soul, "Can you catch up with Dugu Xingye?"
"This subordinate is incompetent." Soul lowered his head.
Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Does Le Qiguo have any doubts?"
"Emperor Le Qi had some doubts when he saw the burnt corpse, but you made a mark early in the morning, so, after examining it in person, Emperor Le Qi cleared up his doubts." Hun then replied.
"Where are Wei Zimo's relatives team now?" Feng Aotian asked in a low voice.
"There are still five days to go to the border." Hun then replied.
"Well, you send someone to meet you in person until you are safely escorted to the capital." Feng Aotian said in a low voice.
"Master is afraid that someone will hit the third prince's idea?" Soul asked involuntarily.
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and said, if that's the case, then Dugu Xingye's next target should be Wei Zimo.
Soul responded quickly, "My subordinates will immediately send someone to meet them."
Feng Aotian nodded, and the soul left.
She ate the meal by herself, and after she finished eating, she got up, stood by the window, pushed the window and looked at the depressing autumn scenery in front of her, thoughtfully.
Mu Hanyao rushed to Qicheng with his men and horses, followed by Meteor and Little White Snake, and immediately entered the tent outside Qicheng.
Jin Yao watched Mu Hanyao come back, and hurried forward to meet him, "General Mu!"
"Is there any movement in Qicheng?" Mu Hanyao looked at Jin Yao and asked coldly.
"Still waiting." Jin Yao then repeated their plan.
Mu Hanyao nodded, "If that's the case, then wait."
Meteor rushed over, looked up, looked at Jin Yao in front of him, and said with a smile, "Where's Xueke?"
Xue Ke heard that Mu Hanyao was back. In the past two days, she was finally able to act on her own. With the help of Chu Lingtian, she walked into the tent.
Meteor turned his head, looked at Xue Ke, saw Chu Lingtian standing beside her, tutted twice, and then said, "The complexion is much better."
Xue Ke looked at Meteor, remembering that she had a relationship last time, and then took a step forward, "Why did you come here when you are not by the master's side?"
"I'll leave later." Meteor thought that now Mu Hanyao is safe and sound, and he can leave with peace of mind.
The little white snake was eager to rush to find Wang Zun, raised his head, looked at the meteor, and spat out a letter.
Xue Ke said with a smile, "Then leave after lunch."
When Meteor heard that he had something to eat, he nodded without hesitation, then looked at Mu Hanyao with a smile, "Don't worry, I will take good care of the Holy Master for you."
Mu Hanyao lowered his eyes and nodded slightly, in response to Meteor's words.
Jin Yao looked at the little ghost head in front of him, then looked at the little white snake in his arms, and then stepped forward, "Could it be the legendary dragon?"
"Yeah." Meteor nodded and replied without knowing.
Little White Snake has no interest in getting to know others now, and its heart has already flown to Feng Aotian.
Jin Yao saw that the little white snake seemed to be ignoring her and didn't care, and then ordered to go down and prepare a meal.
After Meteor finished his lunch, he said goodbye, and disappeared in an instant before everyone's eyes.
Chu Lingtian watched from the side and remembered how the meteor was riding on Xuanyuanyu's head that day, grabbing his ears and biting his head, and quickly shook his head.
Xue Ke turned her eyes and looked at him, "What are you thinking?"
"It's nothing, I'll help you go back to rest." Chu Lingtian said with a normal expression, how could he have exposed the embarrassment of his emperor.
Xue Ke didn't care either, nodded slightly, and the two left the tent.
Jin Yao looked at Mu Hanyao, and then said, "General Mu, General Leng wants to come, and he will be there before dark."
"He's back?" Mu Hanyao thought about Leng Qianye's return. Then, the emperor came back.
"The emperor did not come back with General Leng." Jin Yao added quickly.
A flash of disappointment flashed in Mu Hanyao's eyes, then he replied slightly, turned around, and left the tent.
Jin Yao looked at Mu Hanyao like this, and bit her head helplessly. Her master, her greatest skill is to provoke a lot of love debts.
Before it got dark, Leng Qianye rushed back to Qicheng, where Mu Hanyao was already standing outside the tent waiting for him. He immediately dismounted and stepped forward to look at Mu Hanyao, "How is your injury?"
"No problem." Mu Hanyao looked at him and forced a smile, "Where's the emperor?"
"The emperor went to rescue Xing Wuyun." Leng Qianye replied truthfully.
Mu Hanyao didn't know that Xing Wuyun was the fourth prince of Le Qiguo at first, but later, Meteor told him, so now, he is not surprised at all, just answered lightly, "Well."
Leng Qianye stepped forward and patted his shoulder, "How is Qicheng?"
"Go in and talk." Mu Hanyao looked at Leng Qianye, and the two entered the tent.
It was already late at night when Xing Wuyun woke up, Feng Aotian was still standing by the window, the candlelight pulled her back extremely long, he just stared at her like this, he couldn't figure out how he fell in love with a man. what
Feng Aotian felt a puzzled look, turned around, and saw Xing Wuyun staring at her. She stepped forward slowly, walked to his side, sat down, "Awake?"
"Well." Xing Wuyun nodded, he still hasn't figured it out.
When Feng Aotian saw that he was always chattering, but now, he was so quiet, he couldn't help but chuckle, "Is your true temper like this?"
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at her, "The emperor liked my previous temperament, or the current one?"
"No matter what kind of temperament you have, Master only wants you to be yourself." Feng Aotian raised his hand and held his hand, "Tell Master, that person made you commit suicide today?"
Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at her. He naturally knew that when things had reached this point, there was no need to hide many things. He nodded slowly, "Yes."
Feng Aotian continued, "What's your relationship with him?"
Xing Wuyun smiled lightly, "I am the pawn in his hand."
Feng Aotian wondered if Dugu Xingye was him? If it was him, this time is not right.
"My position in the palace is very humble. When I was eight years old, I almost died. He saved me, and I owe him my life." Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and looked at her and said.
Feng Aotian knew that some things, like the scars he wanted to hide, opened it up, it was going to hurt again, she raised her hand and put her fingertips on his lips, "You have already paid him back, in the future. , your life is yours."
Xing Wuyun was grateful, she did not continue to ask, he could not help but sigh, Xing Wuyun, ah Xing Wuyun, you are really finished.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "What are you thinking?"
Xing Wuyun suddenly curled his lips and smiled, "Your Majesty, I am Xing Wuyun now. Can I still keep the position of the leader of the Imperial Guard? I have to learn winemaking at the place of Grandpa Jiu."
Feng Aotian laughed softly, "Well, keep it, you go back and take office."
"What about Wei Zimo, what are you going to do?" Xing Wuyun couldn't help asking.
"You still take care of yourself now." Feng Aotian raised his hand and tapped his forehead.
Xing Wuyun quickly said with dissatisfaction, "Your Majesty, this subject is a man, a man, this kind of knock on the forehead should never be done in the future.