On the outskirts of Liangdu, the wind was blowing slowly, the sun was not too strong, and the weather was not too hot.
In the pavilion, at the table, two men were sitting next to the stone table. Behind them, there was a man in a strong suit standing behind them, both with calm expressions on their faces.
"Brother Murong, are you having a lot of fun in Dongyue Kingdom these days? In a few days, I will take you to Nanyao Kingdom. I believe it will be more interesting there than here." A man in snow clothes drank tea.
He said to the man in green across from him.
After hearing this, Murong Yichen smiled and said, "Well, thank you so much, Brother Yan. But..." He moved his eyebrows slightly and continued, "I wonder if Feng... Feng Lingxuan is also in Nanyao Kingdom?
?”
Looking at the man opposite, Yan Lingxiao put down the tea cup in his hand and said with a smile: "Master is naturally in Nanyao Kingdom. He has been staying in Nanyao Kingdom these years, and that is his home. He
I came to Dongyue Country just to relax, and I went back because I felt unwell some time ago."
"Is his health important?" Murong Yichen's expression changed and he asked quickly. He frowned. Since he was a child, he knew that his health was not good, but now after so many years, his health is still so bad.
Okay? Yes, he left his homeland and came here alone, how could his health be better?
Yan Lingxiao smiled slightly and said: "Brother Murong, don't worry, I have always treated Master as a father, and I will naturally take good care of him. You don't have to worry. When you return to Nanyao Kingdom with me, you will naturally be able to
See him."
Murong Yichen nodded and took a sip from the tea cup, but his expression was still a little gloomy.
"Actually, I have always been curious about where Brother Murong comes from. From Master's occasional words over the years, I just know that he comes from a very far away place, but it doesn't seem to be a place that I am familiar with. In this way, I am ignorant.
." A glimmer of light flashed in Yan Lingxiao's eyes and she continued.
Murong Yichen glanced at the person opposite, his thoughts flickered, and after a while, he said with a smile: "Brother Yan knows well, I do come from a very far away place, and I don't belong here, but it is different from here.
Not much, but it’s a long story and I can’t explain it clearly right now.”
"Then what is the relationship between Brother Murong and Master? Of course, it is a little abrupt for me to ask this, but it concerns Master, so I have to care." Yan Lingxiao continued.
Glancing at Yan Lingxiao, Murong Yichen calmed down and said, "He is one of the people I respect most in my life. I must find him and take him back. I also want to tell him that I am not him after all."
I will never forget what he said to him before throwing him onto the cliff that day. He said that they have the same name, and he will be him from now on, but so what if the name is the same, his status in their hearts,
No one can ever replace you.
"Brother Murong, Brother Murong?" Yan Lingxiao looked at Murong Yichen who was slightly lost in thought and said in surprise.
When Yan Lingxiao shouted like this, Murong Yichen came back to his senses and smiled, "Brother Yan, what's the matter?"
Yan Lingxiao shook his head slightly, "Nothing, I came here today to tell Brother Murong that I have some things to deal with these days, and I will need Brother Murong to help me with some small things, so that we can return to Nanyao Kingdom as soon as possible.
"
"Brother Yan is his disciple, and he and I are brothers. If anything happens, just let me know." Murong Yichen said with a smile.
Is that so? Yan Lingxiao nodded, "That's right, thank you Brother Murong."
The two of them chatted for a while, but after some time, there were only two people left in the pavilion.
"Master, can you really believe this Yan Lingxiao? As far as we know, he is the emperor of Nanyao Kingdom, and now he wants to marry the princess of Dongyue Kingdom. Why is he still in Dongyue Kingdom at this time? Moreover, he
Are you really his disciple? I'm afraid you know that master better than anyone else. Master and subordinates always feel that Yan Lingxiao is not as simple as we see. Although you don't have to experience this imperial power struggle,
I understand after thinking about it." Nangong Xianghan said with a deep look, the previous encounter was too strange.
Murong Yichen stood up and looked at the desolation all over the mountain. He said in a deep voice: "How is Yan Lingxiao? I don't know and I don't want to know. I just want to find him now. You know, we have been looking for him for more than ten years.
He has been with me for more than ten years, and in the end, how can I let go of any possibility of finding him."
Nangong nodded to Han and stopped talking.
In the Sixth Prince's Mansion, due to Mu Yangtian's previous announcement in public that he wanted to make Mu Jingnan the General of Zhennan, some officials came to visit from time to time during this period. Sometimes, some ladies even came to visit with their daughters.
, of course, to visit Yunyan. However, regarding this matter, Mu Jingnan and Yunyan kept a closed door attitude. Because of Mu Yangtian's imperial edict, they were almost at the forefront of the storm, and they would not be criticized at this moment.
It's July soon. Except for going to Linglong Pavilion, Yun Yan basically stays at the Sixth Prince's Mansion during this period. Mu Jingnan has become more and more jealous since Mu Yangtian wanted to make him General Zhennan.
He was so busy that he basically didn't come back for several days. When he came back occasionally, he would have a meal with her and then leave in a hurry. In this regard, she knew in her heart that he was planning for the future.
He was not forced to stay.
Afternoon, Zhuyue Pavilion
Yun Yan looked at the stringed piano on the table, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and unconsciously touched the strings with her hand. There was a "clang" sound, and the tune was pretty good. She smiled with satisfaction, stood up and put the piano in the corner.
On top of the cabinet.
However, just when Yunyan returned to the table, her body suddenly trembled and she fell towards the ground. Fortunately, she grabbed the edge of the table with one hand, but along the way, the tablecloth was completely torn off by her.
With a "bang", the utensils on the table were scattered all over the floor. At this moment, she couldn't care about it at all. She knelt on the ground, her hand tightly covering her heart, and the black blood from the corner of her mouth overflowed uncontrollably.
"Ahem..." She coughed and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. Her once jade-like cheeks were now as pale as paper. There was black and red blood everywhere on her hands, face, and clothes. No matter what she did,
Wipe it, the blood flows out like a fountain and cannot stop.
Yunyan slowly leaned her head on the table leg. She pressed her heart tightly with one hand, as if thousands of swords were piercing her heart. The pain seemed to transfer and spread to her whole body. She only felt a kind of pain all over her body.
She was wrapped in a feeling of pain. She clutched the ground with her other hand, trying to hold it back. She didn't even notice that her nails were scratched, and her five fingers were already covered in black blood.
The pain was almost suffocating her. Was she going to die? How could it happen so quickly? There was obviously still time. Yunyan leaned against the leg of the table, her eyes blurred and looking ahead. She felt her mind gradually twitching.
As if she was leaving, everything in front of her eyes gradually became unclear, and the pain in her body seemed to overwhelm her. She was in so much pain that she almost lost consciousness.
"Ahem..." Yun Yan couldn't help coughing, and the black and red blood from the corner of her mouth sprayed everywhere along with the cough. She bit her lip tightly and wanted to stand up, but the strength in her body seemed to be drained.
Unable to stand, she had no choice but to crawl. She slowly leaned forward and fell to the ground. She groaned, slowly moved her body, and crawled towards the door.
Feeling that the light in front of her was getting brighter, Yun Yan relaxed a little. She should be almost at the door. Now she could barely walk, her body was shaking, and she couldn't make a sound at all. As long as she climbed out, Bishui might be able to see her.
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Suddenly, there was a "bang" sound, and a coffee table fell to the ground not far away. The tea cup originally held on it also fell to the ground, and the soup inside spilled all over the floor.
Yunyan coughed and slowly raised her buried head. Was it Bishui? She slowly stretched her hands forward and whispered, "Bish... Bishui..."
The woman in purple clothes not far away looked at the woman lying on the ground at the door in shock. She was covered in black blood, the messy hair hanging on her face, and most importantly, she looked as angry as a gossamer. This
Is she still the fierce, cold, elegant woman from before?
The blurry figures in front of her eyes gradually froze together. Yunyan looked at the stunned figure not far away and was shocked, how could it be her. She lowered her head and slowly retracted her hands, trying to hide her morbid condition, but the more and more
It's a cover-up. The more black blood on your hands, the more eye-catching it will be.
Seeing this scene, Ziying withdrew her thoughts, forced herself to calm down, ran up quickly, and directly supported Yun Yan into the back room.
Although Yun Yan wanted to refuse, she couldn't stop her at this moment and could only let her help her to the couch.
Ziying frowned and looked at Yun Yan, and whispered: "I'll go get you a doctor." Then she turned around to leave. However, she suddenly felt the strength in her hand and couldn't help but stop. She turned her head and looked at her arm. There was a doctor on it.
The hands stained with black blood were holding her.
"No, don't... go, it's useless..." Yun Yan said while coughing.
After hearing this, Ziying turned to look at her and said in a deep voice: "What's going on?" She really couldn't compare that powerful woman with the fragile woman now.
"No one can cure my disease... I'll just get through it... and then... I'll be fine. Don't, don't tell him..." Yun Yan raised the corner of his mouth, his voice was still low, and he looked at Zi with a persistent look on his face.
film.
She's like this, isn't she going to let him know? Looking at the weak woman on the couch, Ziying's expression flashed with emotion, and she whispered: "I don't know whether you can survive it, if one day he
If he knows that we are hiding your condition, he will go crazy."
"That's better than... going crazy now... I won't die..." Yun Yan coughed as she spoke. She slowly closed her eyes. She had no extra strength and couldn't even open her eyes.
Open. How could she die so easily? At least, she can't die yet.
Opening her mouth, Ziying looked at the woman on the couch in surprise. In the past, she only thought that she was not worthy of staying by her side. Now that she thought about it, she was wrong. Would she rather die than drag him down even half a cent? She looked at her
There was a little more approval in his eyes.
But, can she really hide it from him? He is probably more concerned about her affairs than anyone else. And these days, she seems to have heard that Guyao City is investigating something, and it seems to be related to her.
, and the most important thing is, can she really survive like this?