Unknowingly, more than two months have passed. The army starting from Yanxi moved southward and approached the imperial city.
Most of the people on the river line are from the Yan state. There are even many compatriots and relatives in the city. No one wants to fight such a battle. However, the imperial city has been controlled by the Eastern Jin army. The compatriots in the city have become slaves of the subjugated country. This battle must be fought.
Sima Dezheng's Eastern Jin Army, together with Yan's original imperial city army, numbered approximately 450,000. However, the armies of Longcheng and Western Qin had reached this stage and only had less than 300,000 troops left, stationed in the wilderness fifty miles outside the city. Waiting for the Allied forces led by He Lianxu to come all the way south from Longcheng
That night, Yue Langxing and the few soldiers were guarding their respective positions as always. Feng Ba, Feng Sufu, Huo Yu and Ye Che were still discussing in the camp. Yang Xi sat alone on the sofa and read a book, with a heart that she had never felt before. irritable[
I don’t know why I’ve been feeling restless lately, as if something bad is about to happen.
She's not a superstitious person, but she just can't calm down.
Just as she put down the book in her hand, suddenly a figure flashed outside the tent. Her heart trembled. She grabbed the tungsten whip on the head of the bed and chased her out. In the distance, a plain white figure walked vaguely under the night. The pace was slow and unhurried, as if he wanted to let her go. See it but don’t want to be discovered by others
Her heart skipped a beat and she suddenly became inexplicably nervous.
The plain whiteness of those clothes...could he be her Yun?
She unconsciously clenched her palms and pressed them hard on her chest. He didn't want others to see that he must have some plans that couldn't be known to outsiders, but he couldn't help but come to see if she was
Her cloud finally came back to find her
Carefully avoiding the sight of all the soldiers standing guard, she followed closely.
The plain white figure stopped on the edge of the cliff. The breeze blew through his clothes, and his dark blue hair fluttered in the wind. He was indescribably elegant and unrestrained.
Such a touching back view was not hers. Yang Xi held the tungsten whip tightly, and the closer she got, the deeper her heart sank, covering up all the disappointment. She stared at the back and said softly: "What do you want from me?"
Hearing this, he slowly turned around to face her. Under the bright white moonlight, a face as beautiful as a woman shone with dazzling light: "Nanshan layman has come to the imperial city."
I seem to have heard the name "Nanshan Jushi" somewhere before.
"If you still remember the battle at the General's Mansion," Fu Qing met her confused gaze and said calmly: "In the past, there were three great masters in the world. One was Feng Sufu's adoptive father, the Ancient Master of the Western Regions, and the other was Beifeng who was killed by Feng Ba's sword. Liang Sheng Monk, and the remaining one is the Nanshan layman."
It turned out that he was no wonder the name sounded so familiar. What was he doing in the imperial city at such an unusual moment?
As if seeing her doubts, Fu Qing said in a deep voice: "Nanshan layman's real name is Ye Nanshan, and he is Ye Feiyan's biological father."
Yang Xi was so shocked that she stared at Fu Qing and muttered: "That peach kernel..."
"His original name is Ye Taoren"
She unconsciously covered her lips with her hands to prevent herself from screaming. In the past, she had also suspected that Ye Feiyan and Tao Ren had an unusual relationship, but she never thought that they were actually brothers and sisters, and that they were both from Nanshan. The layman’s flesh and blood
So Master Nanshan’s visit to the imperial city must be to deal with them, so Laiba will definitely face him...[
"Among the three great masters, Master Nanshan's martial arts is recognized as the best." Fu Qing continued without giving her much time to be shocked or think: "But his most powerful thing is not his martial arts, but his soul transfer that scares people in the world." "Dafa"
"Soul transfer... Dafa" He brought her too much shocking information today and she didn't have time to digest it one by one.
"That's right, the soul-transfer method." Fu Qing looked up at the sky, with a flash of anxiety in his eyes, and said hurriedly: "That's a kind of magic that can exchange the souls of two people. As long as the two humanoid gods conform to this method, it's okay." I am here to inform you because I want you to be careful. You and Ye Feiyan have exchanged souls. The body you occupy now belongs to Ye Feiyan. I'm just afraid... that they will take action against you."
Yang Xi unconsciously took two steps back, "But she...she has been Murong Yan for so long..."
"In the past, Murong Yan's status as the eldest princess could indeed satisfy her ambitions, but now Murong Xi is just a discarded chess piece in the eyes of Sima Dezheng. Such status as the princess is no longer of any benefit to her." Speaking of "Murong Xi "There was a hint of gloom in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and continued: "In any case, be careful."
After saying that, he turned around and left
Yang Xi chased after him for two steps, "Do you want to go back? Why don't you stay...don't you want to meet Ba?"
Postscript
Fu Qing was shocked, his face fell quickly. He didn't look back or even stop. "I bet you will inform him about Nanshan layman's matter. I don't need to bother him."
"Brother Qing," she whispered after pursuing him for two more steps, "Why don't you want to see him?"
When he heard her calling "Brother Qing", he paused in his steps and a bitter smile gradually appeared on his lips, "It's rare... you are still willing to call me that"
Raising his head slightly to hide the moisture in his eyes, he smiled bitterly: "I have done so many things to sorry for him and he...will never forgive me."
"You have always had your difficulties." Although his methods really chilled her heart, his feelings for Ba have never changed. "You are the one who secretly conveyed information to us in the palace, right?"
He didn't look back
There is not much difference between yes and no at this moment. He came here today and wanted to take a sneak look at him, but in the end he still didn't have the courage, so he came to her. For some reason, he had done so many things to hurt her, but he was still sure that she would not resent him.
"You are indeed... worthy of him." With another bitter smile, he opened his legs and left in a hurry.
It's getting late and Murong Xi will definitely become suspicious if he doesn't go back. Although Murong Xi can't give him much information now, through this relationship, at least he can still move around freely in the palace.
Is it shameful to use such a relationship? What qualifications does a dirty person like him have to meet Feng Ba?
What qualifications are there?
Yang Xi watched him walk away step by step, and a trace of sadness gradually filled his heart. The past time was gone and he was no longer the same brother Qing he was before.
When we return to the imperial city, things have already changed.