By the Mirror Moon Lake, Ye Luo calmly looked at the men in black who surrounded her and Bing Ling, secretly cursing that it was a bad year for having encountered so many things today.
"Our master would like to invite Miss Ye to come to the house for a chat." The leading man in black looked at the colorfully dressed woman in front of him with disdain. He really didn't know what the master wanted to do with this woman. He was thinking of going to Ye's house to arrest her.
He was robbed, but he unexpectedly met him halfway, which saved him a lot of effort.
If he really went to Ye Mansion, not to mention robbing people, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be able to get in through the gate of Ye Mansion. Ye Luo spent so much thought on it, so naturally no one would be able to get in easily. She looks ordinary on the outside.
There are actually many masters hidden in the Ye Mansion. It would have been easier if Mo Yichen had not become Young Master Liang Shang.
Such a loud tone, Bing Ling looked at the people in front of her expressionlessly, they were not enough for her to take her seriously.
Ye Luo wasn't worried either. She was wondering who she had offended again. Could it be related to King Yi just now?
In the past, when she heard others talk about how jealous of the talents that made Prince Yi fall ill at a young age, she was thinking about how a Shura figure who was once all-powerful and on the battlefield could die like this. Most likely it was some secret in the royal family. But today
It turns out that this is the case. Although the man is wearing a human skin mask, he can still see the demeanor of the young general in the past, but of course he is a bit rogue.
Could it be that that person knew that he had discovered her secret and wanted to kill her to silence her, but then it turned out that it was impossible. If he wanted to take her life, he would have done it long ago. Why bother to go to so much trouble like now? It doesn't look like it's business.
The offended person, who wants to see me, and uses this method of invitation?
Seeing that Ye Luo hadn't moved for a long time, the leader said again, "I think Miss Ye should come with us instead of forcing us to take action."
In a flash of silver light, a sword was thrust straight into the throat of the leading man in black. The man in black was stunned for a moment, thinking that his status was high in the dark night, but he didn't expect that he had no power to fight back.
"Ling, put your sword away." Ye Luo hurriedly stopped her. Bing Ling hated to see others bully her, so she secretly cursed that brainless person for daring to speak to her like that.
"Yes." Bing Ling's face remained expressionless, but there was a hint of murderous intent in her eyes. No one could be rude to his lady.
"Miss Ye, I have offended you just now, please forgive me." After saying that, he took out something from his clothes, waved it in front of Ye Luo and took it back very quickly, "Please also ask Miss Ye to go with me."
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Ye Luo was desperate and seemed to have to go. He sighed helplessly and said to Bing Ling: "You go back first, don't worry." But he secretly made a gesture to Bing Ling to follow behind.
"Miss Ye, I'm offended." The leader and another man lifted up Ye Luo and flew forward.
Ye Luo felt unhappy as he listened to the whispers in his ears. He knew he would offend me. He was secretly glad that he knew some Qinggong. Otherwise, he would have been frightened to death even if he was so tall.
At the same time, she was also thinking about what was waiting for her. Although she was just a businessman, she had seen the world, so she naturally recognized what a magic thing it was.
Over the years, her business has grown bigger and bigger, and she tried her best to avoid getting involved with the royal family, just because she was afraid of getting involved in disputes. This is why she did not mention the identity of King Yi in the 'Yipinju' just now.
I don’t know whether she was unlucky or lucky, but she had such a big reputation that the emperor’s secret guards came to invite her, and she also brought the gold medal of Rujun’s presence. Looking at the palace wall getting closer and closer in front of her, she thought if she would be here tonight.
If you can get out of here safely, you must go to Qianfo Temple to burn incense and pray for peace, and then ask Master Huineng for a fortune, so that you will not be like this again in the future.
"Folk girl Ye Piaoling pays homage to the Emperor."
The lights in the royal study were like daylight, and Ye Luo felt uncomfortable being stared at. She lowered her head and knelt there reluctantly, feeling a huge sense of oppression.
"You are Ye Piaoling, get up and answer the question," a majestic voice came.
"Thank you, Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty. Long live Your Majesty."
"Young girl, you don't need to be formal. You don't need to be formal. I'm calling you here just because I want to meet General Ouyang's daughter. I fought with General Ouyang on the battlefield and was a confidant in times of need. You can call me Imperial Uncle."
The emperor spoke kindly, as if he was lost in memories.
Ye Luo's heart tightened immediately. There were only a few people who knew about her relationship with General Ouyang today. How did he know about it?
He raised his head and secretly glanced at the man sitting on the dragon chair, wearing a golden dragon robe, and cheered up, not daring to take it lightly again.
The early sun rises, and the soft light shines lightly. The sound of gurgling water passes through the ears. The fog on the mountains in the early morning has not completely dissipated, giving it a bit of coolness.
The bells of the temple rang, and the tranquility of Qingyuan echoed in the mountains, signaling the beginning of a new day. The crisp chirping of birds gradually sounded, as if everything came alive.
The door of the temple slowly opened with a creaking sound, and a young novice holding a broom couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the outside.
I saw a beautiful-looking woman standing at the door of the temple. She was dressed in simple and beautiful white clothes. There was only a long white ribbon tied around her waist. She had a white jade lotus hairpin of the same color on her head. Her green silk hair was flowing in the morning breeze.
Light and fluttering. The forehead curtain is slightly wet, which shows that it has been here for a while. The clothes are fluttering in the wind, reflecting the independence of the distant mountains, becoming immortal and ascending to immortality.
Ye Luo looked at the temple door that was gradually opening. Thinking that he had just come out of the palace and stood outside the Shenwu Gate, he felt like he was in another world. Could it be that all his previous efforts were in vain? Do he really want to do this?
She shook her head, thinking that since she came here, she would have half a day to spare. She didn't know why she was still so awake even though she hadn't slept all night. She took a deep breath and looked up, and three gilded characters "Thousand Buddha Temple" came into view.
In eyes.
"Bing Ling, you stayed here all night, go back and rest first. Tell Aunt Qing not to worry, I will go back in two days." Ye Luo turned around and looked at the man in Tsing Yi who had grown up with him and protected him every time, but
That paralyzed face greatly affected Junyi's face.
"Miss, please take care, Bingling will leave first." When he arrived at Qianfo Temple, he felt relieved. There should be no danger here. After more than ten years of tacit understanding, he knew that his young lady needed to be alone to think about something quietly at this time.
The young lady came out of the palace and returned to Ye Mansion to change her clothes. She only left a letter for Madam and hurried back, and finally went up the mountain before dawn.
Last night, he had followed the young lady into the palace and secretly lurked outside the royal study. Naturally, he knew what had happened. Thinking of what was about to happen to the person he had guarded for more than ten years, he felt a little pain in his heart.
The afterglow of the evening sun shines through the layers of bamboo leaves, and the sound of cicadas sounds. In the bamboo forest behind the temple, a chessboard is placed on a stone table, and two cups of bamboo leaf tea are still steaming slightly.
It has been two days since Ye Luo came here. Tomorrow is the deadline given by the emperor, and everything will be a foregone conclusion in the future.