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"The villain also heard that Princess Qianhe was seriously injured and fell at the gate of the palace, and it was discovered by the chief of the guard on duty. ”

And when the food was served, Xiao Er didn't know what had just happened, as if the man's memory of the time he had seen him go out seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

The lobby of the restaurant is full of people, but there are no guests on the second floor, and a long night has picked a room by the east side of the street, and the lights of Fuyang at night are dim, but in the cloud note, it seems that it is similar to the painting, perhaps the imperial capital of the world is like this, the square city, the city is prosperous, and the moonlight flows into the crowd, dyeing a layer of mysterious silver ash for this night city.

"I'm just a little curious, why does it only take one day for us to go from painting to Fu Yang, not less than a day?" She knew that Jiuye had the ability of ordinary people, but was it really as the world said that Jiuye was a god descending to earth?

Yun Jian never believed in God, but the power of Jiuye was beyond everything she knew.

However, the person concerned did not answer directly, but held the new tea in his hand and smiled lightly: "I'm just in the car, you should ask the driver of the car." ”

At this time, the old man who drove the car hurriedly said goodbye to the restaurant after a long night, and was instantly overwhelmed by the crowd.

"I'm just curious to ask," Yun Jian was a little dissatisfied, "but I think there is something wrong with this Princess Qianhe." ”

"Oh?"

"What do you think, how can the princess Jin Zhi Yuye be alone?" Yun Jian's guess was not inappropriate.

If it is said that Princess Qianhe was held hostage from the palace because of the dispute of the royal family of Huang Kingdom, or that she was dissatisfied with some reasons and left the palace without permission, but Yun Jian felt that the first possibility was greater, after all, it was not only the Qianguo that had disputes at this time.

Suppose that Princess Qianhe was kidnapped by a certain force with the purpose of threatening the emperor, but Princess Qianhe would not return to the palace alone even if she escaped halfway, and her serious injuries can be explained, but returning to the palace alone is tantamount to a sheep falling into the mouth of a tiger.

So Yun Jian's intuition told her that there was something wrong here.

However, the reason why gossip is widely circulated, many times the more these descriptions are said, the more in line with people's interest in listening to the play, only by attracting people's attention to this news can it have the value of becoming gossip.

Perhaps, in fact, Princess Qianhe's return to the palace is not at all as exaggerated as people say.

"Your suspicions are correct, but you're thinking in the wrong direction. "Watching the cloud notes feasting, still holding tea in his hand for a long time, he is attached to a wisp of dew and sweetness in the fragrance of vegetables.

Yun Jian, who was walking towards a full meal and drink, suddenly shook his hand, and then remembered the question he had been trying to ask: "Jiuye, can you tell me the purpose of this trip now?"

After laughing for a long time, Yun Jian once again saw his appearance like a mortal: "I am indeed here for Princess Qianhe, but this Qianhe is not another Qianhe." ”

Yun Jian was stunned for a moment, and then realized: "Sure enough, that princess is a fake." ”

It's just that she didn't ask why Jiuye, who had lived in the National Teacher's Mansion for a long time, why she came to be a princess from another country, and she directly ruled out the love of her children, because she couldn't imagine that Jiuye would be connected with these feelings.

"Tomorrow disguise yourself as a maid and follow me into the palace. ”

The silence of the night, whether it is the halo of dawn or the storm after the silence, Yun Jian lies alone on the windowsill and looks into the distance, the night of Fuyang City is like a picturesque city, the lights are brilliant, the crowd is noisy, and the people after night rush away, and there is no trace of a fight buried in the depths.

The winter of Huangguo is not as wet and cold as Beiwei, but the cold wind blowing in is enough to make the clouds tremble, the wind blows the forest, and the sound of brushing the trunks of the trees that have long left dead branches is like a row of people walking on the dead leaves.

"For a long night, you have been to Huangguo. Although Yun Jian asked, he was very sure.

"It's not quiet tonight, you go to bed early. After a long night, he said this sentence and walked outside.

When he walked out of the National Teacher's Mansion, he made Yun Jian unable to see clearly, and always felt that this long night had changed a person, like two people living in a body, moving and still, one with a faint expression, detached like a fairy, and the other with the smell of mortal dust and fireworks, looking like a brother next door.

Yun Jian was the first time to come to Huangguo, although she was curious about the outside, but she didn't know anyone, she was not by her side for a long time, and she had nothing to do, so she entered the guest room early.

The private room was quiet for a long time, but it was opened again.

"You're not taking her with you?"

"She's not suitable. ”

It was the long night that had gone and returned and a man of the same age, the man's hair was half white, but there were no folds of an old man on his face, and he was even delicate in appearance, and his eyes had a touch of evil charm.

He touched his hair and sighed regretfully, "Do I still have to face an old man?"

"You are my coachman, and you must not attract attention. Jiuye's faint tone, as if this was not a big deal.

The man snorted coldly: "You think this is a trivial matter, for a long time, I tell you, if Lao Tzu's reputation is ruined because of this, he will definitely drag you into the water." ”

Hehe, Lao Tzu really wants to see how the gods in the hearts of the people of the four countries have seven emotions and six desires, and they are famous all over the world.

The man looked at the night with a wicked smile on his face, imagining a scene that had never happened.

"Get ready, let's go," Jiuye raised his hand, and the closed window opened again, "Since the beginning of the evening is willing to show up, I think I have all the precautions. ”

At this time, the man also restrained his smile, but looking at the heavy night, the playfulness in his eyes did not fade.

"Long night, I have to say, you have protected Miss Ye too well, why should you hide these things that should have let her know, besides, their purpose ......"

"Siyue!" the man was stopped by a long night before he could finish speaking.

In fact, the feeling of Yun Jian is not wrong, it is indeed a group of people walking on the dead leaves, and they are walking towards the street of Fuyang in a grand manner.

Jiuye and Siyue crossed the window railing, and disappeared into darkness in an instant.

Yun Jian, who was lying on the bed early, moved at this time, and there seemed to be a piece of music in his ears, which seemed to be real and illusory, as if he had heard it a long time ago.

"It must be here," Siyue sniffed, the familiar smell of medicine affirmed his judgment, and couldn't help but sneer, "She's still obsessed with immortality." ”

"Why people are immortal is just a dream. "I don't care about it for a long time, the people of Northern Xinjiang do live a long life, but they only live more than ten or twenty years longer than ordinary people, how can mortals live forever, besides, he looked into the depths of the distance, the eternal loneliness eroded his memory, is it really good to live forever?

"How to deal with this group of 'people'?" Siyue asked Jiuye, "I won't deal with it if I say it, I'm disgusting." ”

The people walking in front of them did not stop because of the arrival of Jiuye and Siyue, and they still walked in order and quickly following their purpose.

They are "people", not people.

"It's just a bunch of controlled waste. Long night stretched out his hand and pointed, the white light flickered, and he did not enter the group of "people", as if nothing had happened, and this group of "people" disappeared out of thin air.

Siyue was about to sigh, but her face changed suddenly: "What a voice!"