After hearing what Shen Lang said, Li Ling and Zhou Yichi understood that the next thing was the soldiers' affairs.

Li Ling and Zhou Yichi both nodded.

In Jinlin City, the task of killing zombies has always been the responsibility of soldiers.

Li Ling and Zhou Yichi are more like a "big weapon". When a situation that cannot be controlled temporarily broke out, these two "big weapons" can be used to relieve the pressure on the frontline soldiers.

In Jinlin City, in addition to the guards stationed in the palace and the guards who maintain stability in the capital, there are also hundreds of thousands of soldiers. These soldiers can be used as farmers who open up land in normal times, and can immediately put on armor to fight during wartime.

Such a large number of soldiers were enough to withstand 100,000 zombies. This time, the reason why Shen Lang invited the two heavenly rank marquis was because the zombies came unexpectedly and the soldiers did not make any defense.

However, after this zombie siege, Shen Lang's army has experience. If there is another zombie siege, the situation will be much better.

Zhou Yichi bowed his fists and smiled and said, "King Zhongyong, then I will say goodbye first."

Li Ling also gave a silent gift.

Shen Lang returned the greeting, and he bowed deeply: "Shen Lang thanked two of them on behalf of all the soldiers."

Zhou Yichi: "It is unshirkable to kill zombies on Monday."

Li Ling nodded: "Li Ling is the same."

Shen Lang still bent down: "You two understand the righteousness deeply, Shen Lang should thank you." After saying that, Shen Lang stood up straight.

Zhou Yichi, Li Ling and Shen Lang nodded and flew away respectively.

Li Ling returned to Jingren's palace. Before she could eat and wash, she heard the palace maid in Jingren's palace kneeling on the ground and whispering: Liu Lie is dead.

Li Ling's face darkened.

Li Ling remembered that when he first met Liu Lie, he looked old and cried and said that he was Lieluo's father, and said, "How much suffering has the master suffered until today."

Liu Lie is not the person Li Ling likes to be close to, but Lieluo died because of her. Li Ling will never forget this friendship. The death is gone, and Li Ling thinks she can also give Liu Lie a peaceful and peaceful old age.

Unexpectedly, she only left the palace once, but Liu Lie was already a dead person.

Li Ling's face was slightly cold: "What's going on?"

The palace maid knelt on the ground and whispered: "Eunuch Liu Lie went to the Pianqi Courtyard where the criminal slave Li Jingshu is. The guards from the Pianqi Courtyard reported that Liu Lie wanted to kill the criminal slave Li Jingshu, but was executed by Master Xun Li who was accidentally seen."

"Xun Li..." Li Ling closed his eyes and exhaled: "Go and find someone to move Liu Lie's body back and bury him well."

"yes."

Li Ling sighed deeply.

Li Ling thought for a moment whether he was wrong to tell Liu Lie the truth about Lieluo's death. It was because Liu Lie knew the truth about Lieluo's death that he went to seek revenge on Li Jingshu, and he lost his life.

But this thought only flashed through Li Ling's mind. Li Ling felt that, no matter what, Liu Lie had the right to know about this matter. He had the right to know the truth.

The one who killed Lieluo was Li Jingshu, and the one who killed Liu Lie was Xun Lie. She, Li Ling, was not the murderer, but she owed Lieluo a heavy friendship to sacrifice her life to save her.

"Since that's the case... then, I can only carry this revenge..." Because of Lieluo, she should avenge Liu Lie.

"Xun Li..." Li Ling lowered his head slightly.

Because of Li Jingshu, Li Ling knew that he would fight Xun Li one day. But Liu Lie's death made Li Ling know that this battle would have to be divided into a life and death!

Li Ling was in a depressed bath and changed into clothes that were wet by the drizzle. After dinner, she was about to go to bed to sit cross-legged, and the palace maid in the hall trotted in and said that His Majesty urgently summoned Anping Hou over.

Li Ling was stunned: "At this time?"

It was already night and it was completely dark.

In the past, Li Ling would go to the Ganqing Palace to find Sima Zhen in the morning, and then return to the Ganqing Palace after he took a nap. At this night, Li Ling had not yet entered the Ganqing Palace.

The palace maid nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty urgently summoned Marquis Anping to the Qing Palace."

Li Ling thought for a moment, thinking in her heart that Sima Zhen knew that she was a descendant of the previous dynasty, so she thought about it for a day. At this moment, he finally thought about how to deal with her problem, so he rushed to summon her over?

This matter is indeed a big deal.

Li Ling looked straight and said, "I also want to tell His Majesty about something."

She tidied up her clothes a little, waved away the palace maid who wanted to bring her lantern lighting, and walked towards the Ganqing Palace alone.

In the night palace, the drizzle is still falling.

On autumn nights, the drizzle brings cool breeze, making people feel the air refreshed and the cool breeze blows on their clothes, and the weather becomes cold as if it is about to enter winter.

Li Ling stepped into the Ganqing Palace.

This is the third time today.

She didn't see Sima Zhen the first two times. This time, Sima Zhen sat in front of the table where he often sat, slowly brewing two cups of tea.

Sima Zhen's expression was neither anxious nor slow, and his tea-making movements were like flowing clouds and water, which looked beautiful. If he hadn't been wearing a moon-white dragon robe, he wouldn't look like an emperor, or a tea ceremony master who was drinking tea with the master in a temple.

Li Ling took a few steps closer, bowed and clasped his fists: "See Your Majesty."

Sima Zhen looked up, saw Li Ling smiled slightly, and pointed at the wooden chair placed beside the table: "Sit."

A faint tea fragrance spread indoors, Sima Zhen was still slowly brewing tea, and Li Ling could only see peace on his face.

Today, Li Jingjing was revealed as a descendant of the royal family of the previous dynasty. Li Ling had thought about what kind of expression Sima Zhen would have faced her.

Is it a question? Is it anger? Or cold?

But Sima Zhen, who was sitting in front of her, could only be calm.

Li Ling whispered: "What kind of tea is this?"

Sima Zhen kept pouring tea, and he looked up at Li Ling, and asked without answering, "I thought, you would say that it was late today and I would come to Ganqing Palace tomorrow."

Li Ling lowered his eyes: "Li Ling has something to say to His Majesty. Li Ling has been to the Qing Palace twice today, but he has not met His Majesty."

Sima Zhen's eyes slowly drifted away, as if explaining, and as if he was sighing: "Today, I went to worship the tablet of the late emperor."

"So that's it..." Li Ling responded softly.

Li Ling couldn't help but think that Sima Zhen went to worship his father's tablet for the sake of "descendants of the previous royal family"?

"Try it?" Sima Zhen handed the poured tea to Li Ling.

Li Ling took the tea cup, and the newly brewed tea was still filled with a heat. Li Ling held the tea cup in both hands, and the heat gushing seemed to remove the cold outside.

Li Ling took a sip of hot tea.

The tea is warm and mellow, and it seems to have a faint sweet and sour taste of a fruit.

Li Ling turned his head and looked.
Chapter completed!