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At this moment, Xuanyuan Huang and Yan Xiuyuan were sitting in an inconspicuous small restaurant three hundred miles outside Yunzhou City. The accompanying secret guards were also exposed, dressed in entourage clothes, sitting around two tables, with

They brag and talk nonsense while eating and drinking as much as they want. But this is just an appearance. If you look carefully at these "inconspicuous" people, you will find that they are not so inconspicuous, but after special training, they exist

Feeling much lower.

At this moment, they were talking and laughing freely on their faces, but the muscles on their bodies were tense, like hounds on alert. Their eyes seemed calm, but they were used to hide the alertness and sharpness in their eyes.

On the other hand, Xuanyuan Huang is dressed in cloth and wearing a square scarf. From a distance, he really looks like a simple scholar. However, his demeanor and evil demeanor that cannot be concealed in the corners of his eyes and brows all attract people's attention and make people look at him.

be terrified.

In Yan Xiuyuan's words, his master was born to be rich and noble. Even if he fell into a sack and fell into poverty, he was still the son of the emperor, a fact that could not be changed.

"Sir, it's almost dusk. If you don't go back, Madam will be anxious. In my opinion, it's better not to wait any longer and go back!" Looking at the sky outside, Yan Xiuyuan straightened his back. It's really terrible. I don't know if the prince

What kind of calculations did you make? You have led them to live in this tavern for three days. They drank and ate game here every day. The food was tasteless, and they were still guarding this barren shop.

.

However, he secretly speculated that the prince should be waiting for someone. You must know that the place where this tavern is located is the only way to the alliance altar, whether you are walking from Yunzhou or around Yunzhou

No matter you climb over the barren mountains, you will definitely pass by this tavern.

"No rush, just wait a moment." Xuanyuan Huang raised the corners of his lips playfully, held the base of the wine glass, and shook it gently. He looked thoughtfully at the swaying liquid in the glass and murmured to himself.

He muttered: "He will definitely come."

who……

"Who?" Ling Zihan, who was not sleepy at night, was reading the book of war in the room. Suddenly she heard a rustling sound from outside. She stood up suddenly with her clothes on. Because she moved too fast, her sleeves were swept.

Several pieces of rice paper stained with ink floated down from the table, and the tea cup was overturned, spilling some tea.

She looked warily at the figures approaching outside the door, and then breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the sound.

"Qingqing, it's me. Are you asleep?"

"No, come in." Ling Zihan tightened her collar, put down the book, walked toward the door, pulled the latch, and opened the door: "You are back," before she finished speaking, Ling Zihan raised her head and looked at Feng Chen

The helpless Xuanyuan Huang's eyes were suffocated, and fell on the slender figure beside him. He was speechless and his lips trembled slightly, as if he hadn't reacted yet.

Until Xuanyuan Huang said: "Qing Qing, why don't you invite the Imperial Master in quickly?"

Ling Zihan finally gave in and called out in a low voice: "Sir."

Zi Chen looked at the woman in front of him gently. Her black hair was scattered behind her and swaying in the wind. She was wearing a thin middle coat close to her body. A silver-gray fur cloak was shining on the outside. The dark pattern and style on it were obviously not a woman's cloak. Look again.

The size is suitable for the person next to you.

Zi Chen's gaze seemed to penetrate Ling Zihan, and what came to mind was more than ten years ago. There was always a woman like this, wearing his coat, standing at the door, opening the door for him, with a soft voice.

She said coquettishly - "You are finally back."

The two voices merged, and even the figures gradually merged.

Zi Chen's gaze fell on Ling Zihan's eyes. The coquettish red color was like the beautiful flower of the other side. It was charming and enchanting, stretching out beautiful flowers and leaves that could not be rendered by thick cinnabar and thick ink. It was also extremely beautiful without the need for green leaves. But

It was these eyes that suddenly brought him back to his senses.

She was not that person, and their eyes were completely different. She only gave him awe, and that tenderness was only given to the young man beside him, not him.

She is that man's daughter, and also his -

"Sir?" After standing in the air for a while, Ling Zihan raised her head and looked up at Zi Chen, who had been staring at her with extremely complicated eyes, and called him again in confusion.

Zi Chen's eyes suddenly sank as if he had been slapped by someone, and then returned to normal the next second, seemingly gentle and peaceful, but calm, like a motionless ocean with no tide changes.

"Yes." Zi Chen crossed the threshold, nodded to Ling Zihan and said, "Let's go in and talk."

After sitting down for tea, Xuanyuan Huang sat next to Ling Zihan, half hugged her, rubbed her cold fingers and said: "It's such a cold day, why don't you wear more clothes? What if you get sick?"

"It's okay, there is a heater in the house, it's very warm. It's just that you stood at the door for a long time. But you, where have you been these past few days, it seems like the world has evaporated, and no one can be seen." Ling Zihan

He asked with concern, and there was a little soft complaint in his voice. But that complaint meant worry.

"Haha, didn't I tell you, wait and see?"

"We're here? Where's the rabbit..." Ling Zihan paused and her eyes fell on Zi Chen, who was sitting on the Taishi chair on one side drinking tea. Her eyes flickered. She understood that the rabbit was Zi Chen.

Zi Chen felt her gaze, and there was nothing strange about it. He just looked up at her, smiled faintly, blinked, and nodded slightly, "It's me."

"Sir, in another month, it will be the day of prayer. If you come out now, I'm afraid..."

"Had to come."

Zi Chen interrupted Ling Zihan's words succinctly and clearly, put down the tea cup, and glanced at Xuanyuan Huang. Something seemed to flash in his joyless and angerless eyes, which he couldn't see clearly. But Ling Zihan felt,

Xuanyuan Huang should understand.

While he was thinking about it, Zi Chen glanced over again, causing Ling Zihan to sit up straight, like a child being taught in a private school.

"Child, come here."

Ling Zihan lowered her eyes and blinked hard.

Wasn't she dazzled just now? Why did she think the way her husband looked at her was so weird?

She was suspicious, but Ling Zihan still followed his instructions and passed.

Zi Chen looked up and down at the already slim Ling Zihan, feeling filled with emotion. He is really old. This child is already so old, and he looks so much like Mingzhu...

"My child, you have suffered." His eyes fell on Ling Zihan's pointed chin, and a touch of love flashed in his eyes, "You have lost weight."

Hearing the sound, Ling Zihan's eyes trembled slightly, and a trace of doubt disappeared in an instant.

She shook her head and smiled: "No way, I still think that I am fat. But sir, if you leave the capital without authorization at this time, will you be punished by others? Also, is there something going on in the capital?"

Ling Zihan asked a bit urgently, but Zi Chen did not answer directly. He looked at her, lowered his head and took out a piece of clothing from his sleeve and handed it to her. There were still some brown blood stains on the clothing, which had dried completely.

.

"You recognize this, right?"

If it were ordinary clothing material, Ling Zihan would not recognize it, but Ling Zihan could remember this clearly. This texture, this density, this... this was almost ordinary clothing material, but she didn't know what it was embroidered on.

That crooked lotus flower.

That's what she shows off, it's unique.

This is clearly Xuanyuan Qian’s thing!

"Sir, why is this thing here with you! Senior brother -"

"He is not dead, but was detained by the Tana tribe and turned into a hostage. Now, the news has probably reached the capital. In fact, the reason why I came here is because of the prince."

"Prince? Could it be that this matter has something to do with him!" Could it be that the prince wants to rebel and unite with the grassland tribes?

Seeing Ling Zihan's suspicion, Zi Chen shook his head to signal her not to think wildly, and then said: "After the Tana tribe detained Qian'er, they made a book and came to court with us, using Qian'er's safety as a bargaining chip in exchange for four cities on the border."

"Isn't the Emperor willing?" Ling Zihan only felt that her mind was in confusion, and the "secret is not mournful" that stung her nerves always escaped from her mind and kept spinning over and over again.

Zi Chen waved his hand and said: "It seems that you still don't know that Emperor Chen is ill and the prince is in charge of the country. Therefore, Emperor Chen has no chance to see this letter. And I only found out about it because the spies accidentally listened to the conversation between the prince and the queen.

After weighing the situation, I was worried that the next trouble would be King Ke and you, so I rushed over."

Ling Zihan held the piece of cloth in her hand tightly, staring at the ground and keeping silent. But anyone could see her tension and anger, especially her knuckles that were white from exertion.

"I want to see him, see him." Ling Zihan murmured, but she didn't know that this subtle, instinctive murmur fell in Xuanyuan Huang's ears and changed its taste.

Xuanyuan Huang has been observing every move of Ling Zihan from the time Zi Chen entered the house until now. When he saw Ling Zihan holding the piece of cloth stained with someone's blood and showing such an expression, he felt confused in his heart.

There is an inexplicable haze.

As Zi Chen's topic changed, her face turned out to be so vivid, changing with different expressions for that person's safety, nervousness, worry, pain, worry, concern, anger... In the end, they all turned into unconcealable anxiety, for

That person is anxious.

Involuntarily, Xuanyuan Huang also clenched his fist.

"On the way back, I met Liuyun Xiayang and told them the news. The envoys of the Tana tribe had also set off from the tribe on the day I left the capital and were going to Luoyang to meet the king. I asked them to

During this period of time, we must rescue Qian'er. I believe they will do it, but you - child

Son, the environment you and King Ke are in is extremely dangerous now. It is better for you and King Ke to leave with me. I will take you to an absolutely safe place so that your mother can..." Zi Chen's voice suddenly paused, and he looked at

Seeing Ling Zihan's figure swaying slightly, she quickly reached out to help her, "Child, what's wrong with you!"

He gently held her wrist, and the pulse made his pupils suddenly dilate. He turned and looked at Xuanyuan Huang, who had come over to support Ling Zihan, and there was an invisible gloom in his eyes.

Then he grabbed Ling Zihan's hand with all his strength. His voice was not as gentle as wind or as light as water, but as deep and deep as before - "You are happy!"

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Chapter completed!