"This master is very good at believing." After Xiao Haochen walked out of the door, Yan Jingchen looked at Murong Haoyue lying on the bed and sighed: "It's completely different from what you said back then."

"But now I have no choice."

"I just hope you can be safe at this moment. When everything is over, I will follow me back to the Qinhuai River." Yan Jingchen wiped the corners of his eyes and smiled bitterly: "It's retribution. He forced me with my guilt today, just like when I treated you and Nan Sheng."

"What's different? I'm good at calculating people's hearts? Tsk tsk, I'm really a self-indulgent guy." Xiao Haochen was standing on the courtyard wall at this moment, watching this scene through the windowsill, "I'm sure I've never had the only senior brother."

"It is precisely because he is a senior brother that there are friends and girls around him who are willing to give everything for him. Unlike me, after he left Wudang Mountain, he was destined to be alone." Xiao Haochen stretched, shook the whisk lightly, and walked towards the distance.

And in the extremely secret corner of the royal palace, a black shadow passed by.

Outside the city gate, there is a pavilion of paintings of smoke and willows.

The man in white robe broke down a spring willow branch, looked at the suspension bridge on the Hulong River, and was waiting for someone to arrive.

Soon, the city gate slowly opened and a carriage came slowly.

"Forgive me." The man in white robe reached out to stop the carriage, saluted the coachman, and then called to the carriage: "Junior sister."

"Senior brother, why are you here?" The curtain lifted and a woman poked her head out.

The man in white robe smiled, "You are leaving, come and say goodbye."

These two are Bai Jianyujing and Lan Chuyi. There is still sorrow between Lan Chuyi's eyebrows, and it seems that she is still shocked by what happened last night. "There is a morning court today, so don't delay it, senior brother."

"I might as well, I'll ask a few questions and leave." Yu Jing looked through the gap in the curtain and found that the child was sleeping soundly in Lan Chuyi's arms, so he calmed down.

Lan Chuyi patted the child lightly, "You'll just ask, brother."

"Where are you going to this trip?"

"Go all the way south to Jiangtang."

"Jiangtang City? I heard that although this place is located in the hinterland of the water town, there was a bizarre drought a few years ago, with all the plants and trees drying up and the paddy fields dried up. Fortunately, my master took office as the inspector of this place in time, and rushed there from Luoyang day and night to open a warehouse to provide disaster relief, so that Jiangtang would recover as much as before. What did the junior sister do there?"

"My parents died in that drought. They have not returned to worship for so many years. It is time to go back to fulfill their filial piety."

"Okay." Yu Jing seemed to have a question to ask, but hesitated for a moment but still didn't dare to speak.

Lan Chuyi saw his concerns, "Senior brother, what else should I ask? Why not ask them together."

"What do you feel for him?" Yu Jing asked.

It seemed that she had been waiting for this question for a long time, Lan Chuqi sighed, "I hope I don't have to meet again in this life. I'm sorry to him."

"I understand, take care of it." Yu Jing nodded and handed Liuzhi to her.

"If you have the chance, senior brother can come to Jiangtang to find me. The water and wine there are very delicious." Lan Chuyi took the willow branches and put away the curtain, "Thank you for what happened last night."

Yu Jing nodded and watched the carriage leave.

But what he didn't know was that Lan Chuyi in the carriage was already in tears at this moment.

"Maybe the best choice is to leave him." She looked at the child in her arms and sighed.

Shortly after the carriage left, a black shadow fell to him. He was wearing a gorgeous sword around his waist, like a dry plum under the snow. It was a copy of the Muhuai Sword, and this man in black was one of the six sword puppets.

"Is there any news in the royal palace?" Yu Jing turned his head slightly.

"Xiao Haochen sat opposite King Muhuai for the middle of the night. Finally, after King Muhuai played a pipa, Xiao Haochen left. Murong Haoyue was still in the palace and was unconscious." The man in black replied.

Yu Jing shook his head, "It's not a big deal, so don't bother Master."

The man in black said in a deep voice: "But the sound of the pipa seems a bit unusual."

"The music of thanks is unusual and ordinary. It is just a common human nature, so there is no need to worry too much." Yu Jing said in a deep voice.

The man in black hurriedly bowed his head, "Yes."

At this time, Mo Wendong was standing above the city gate and secretly bid farewell to himself.

He first looked at the carriage that was gradually moving away, then looked down at the man in the pavilion who was gradually moving away from him, and couldn't help but smile.

Maybe my life has been spent gradually getting farther and farther away.

Whether it is the past, now, or the future.

All are like this.

Yu Jing seemed to notice something, and suddenly looked up, but found that Luoyang City, under the illumination of the light, was still surprisingly quiet, and seemed to have not woken up from the sleep that last night.

"When will you leave?" Yu Jing murmured.

Imperial study room.

"Your Majesty, can you go to court today?" the attendant next to him asked in a low voice.

"Push it." Emperor Jingyang shook his head, his table was filled with golden scrolls. Since he came back from Tianji Tower, he had never closed his eyes. Instead, he found the registration of the imperial edict he had made since he ascended the throne and sat in front of him all night.

The attendant was stunned and reminded carefully: "But Your Majesty, the incident six days later is extremely important. Many officials have come to see each other and accept advice and are waiting in front of the palace. Look..."

"Bold, I will push you if I say I'll push you!" Emperor Jingyang slapped the table, and Long Yan was furious. Not only the attendant, but even the palace maid who had been with him for a night behind him trembled and she hurriedly knelt down.

"Your Majesty, you are in a high position, but you should pay more attention to the dragon body. Now the situation is becoming clearer and the arrow is already on the string, why is this?" A plain but smiling voice sounded outside the door.

The young eunuch Xu, standing by the door, hurriedly saluted and whispered: "The national teacher is here at the right time."

The young national teacher Kong Wenliang smiled and walked straight into the study, "Your Majesty, all civil and military officials are waiting."

"You are here." Emperor Jingyang said in a deep voice.

Kong Wenliang looked at the table full of imperial edicts and had already guessed something in his heart. He said to the attendant: "You take the holy seal and go to the hall, saying that Your Majesty is ill, and the court will be changed."

The servant looked hesitant, "This..."

"Why don't you go quickly?" Kong Wenliang winked at him.

The attendant glanced at Emperor Jingyang and found that the face that was gloomy and bright seemed to be angry at any time. So he picked up the holy seal on the table and fled like a general amnesty.

Kong Wenliang gently shook the feather fan and saluted: "Your Majesty."

"How was that happening?" Emperor Jingyang rubbed his eyebrows.

"Okay." Kong Wenliang nodded.

"I finally heard something safe." Emperor Jingyang shook his head.

"What's the hard thing that happened to Your Majesty?" Kong Wenliang frowned.
Chapter completed!