It is not easy to become the head of the Qin family, and it is even more difficult to lead the Qin family to the pinnacle of power, in addition to Chongyang's selfishness, Qin Feng's years of walking on the edge of the cliff finally unloaded the emperor's vigilance.

It is also even more difficult to sit in the position of the master of the Linlang Pavilion, Yan Yu knows Qin Feng, not only does he know, but he almost makes a friend of the broken robe.

Yan Yu's understanding of Qin Feng is that the two of them deviate, that is, Qin Feng went to power, and he wandered in the rivers and lakes.

Silently looking at the direction of the long gone, Yan Yu sighed heavily, and couldn't help frowning when he thought of Zi Li's future.

He didn't say anything, but there are some things that should be faced by himself, and some things have already happened quietly, and he alone is powerless to stop them.

Yan Yu can read minds, and it is precisely with the ability to read minds that he can survive in accidents again and again, everyone only knows that the master of Linlang Pavilion knows everything, but they don't know that it is his omniscience that traps him in Cen Zhou.

He can't get out of Cen Zhou, because this mind-reading ability will backlash, like a curse, as long as he leaves Cen Zhou, he will turn into a rope and strangle it tightly.

Yan Yu always laughed at himself for being a frog at the bottom of the well, in fact, the frog at the bottom of the well could still jump out of this well, but he was locked in this place in Cen Zhou for the rest of his life.

Linlang Pavilion can only be in Cen Zhou.

Perhaps it is also to balance the court and the rivers and lakes, above the court, there are people who hold the world, and in the rivers and lakes, there are also people who have insight into the overall situation.

If Qin Feng is the person who holds the power center of the world, then Yan Yu can understand his every move.

The two hadn't seen each other since that time.

However, this time, Yan Yu saw Qin Feng from Zi Li's back.

A conspiracy has already begun, the hand of the conspiracy is very long, and it has reached Cen Zhou, but Zi Li does not know it, what worries him even more is that he can't say it.

Qin Feng was in Cen Zhou, and he also asked to see the Lord of Linlang Pavilion, but he didn't meet him.

He was able to become close friends with Ye Yang, not with the help of Yiren's mind reading, but because he gained unprecedented joy from this friendship.

This is a truth that Qin Feng, who invaded the regime, will never be able to understand.

Zili didn't know Yan Xu's worries, he only hoped to tell Yun Jian about his friendship, but his hesitation at this time did not change the moment when the two of them blended hearts.

The person who came to Linlang Pavilion was one of the guards around Ye Yang, and there were two maids, Li Shi and Dusk Ci in Yun Jian's personal maids, and their arrival also announced that Yun Jian was about to leave.

Han Chuyue and the others were not surprised by Yun Jian's departure, but even Zili was surprised by the news they brought - the emperor died.

Yun Jian received a letter from Ye Yang, and the letter was only a simple sentence: The emperor is dead, return quickly.

The arrival of Li Shi and Twilight also indicates that she is leaving, three months, maybe nothing in her past life, almost a snap of her fingers, but it is engraved in the depths of her memory like a treasure.

The three-month life was very dull, and the experience of traveling south from the painting Lincheng all the way to the fir forest seemed to be a story of Mr. Storyteller, and the infection of muscle life became just a dream for her.

In this dream, there is Zili, Han Chuyue, Guiwu, and Lin Xiaojing, but she is the only one missing-Ye Yunjian, maybe painting Lincheng is suitable for her.

Accustomed to burying all emotions, Yun Jian still looked indifferent, like all this was just an insignificant dream.

Watching her smile and saying goodbye to others, watching her take the gift to Ye Yang from Yan Xu's hand, saying thank you so brightly, watching her talk to Han Chuyue, there was no parting sorrow

Zi Li couldn't control the unwillingness that rose in his heart, he walked quickly to the cloud note, pulled her past, and took her to the elder's room, where no one dared to approach, and it was also the place where he usually dealt with things in the pavilion.

"You just can't wait to go back?" Zili didn't believe it, aside from the more than three months of getting along, were they just passers-by who met a few times?

Yun Jian's eyes flowed, his eyes were full of sorrow and he was forced to endure in the blink of an eye, and when he raised his eyes, he was still a noble girl who was still glorious: "Guiyun hasn't seen his father for a long time, not to mention that the emperor has passed away, shouldn't he go back?"

Zi Li's steps back were a little staggering, and his face was calm, but Yun Jian could feel a trace of regret for missing the beauty.

"Can't you wait?" at least let me tell you that I like you.

Yun Jian shook his head: "I have been away from the painting for more than three months, along the way, I have seen a lot, understood a lot, now it's time to go back, I am Guiyun, but also Ye Yunjian, I am going to take the road of the daughter of the Taifu after all." ”

Perhaps the return of Cen Zhou will be the most beautiful memory of my life.

"But I like you, I like Ye Yunjian. Zi Li's heart was painful, his hand was pulled fiercely, and his heart was tightly pulled, even though he knew that Yi Zili could like Ye Yunjian, but Mu Qinggui couldn't afford to love it, and he didn't even deserve it.

It's just that the heavy constraints can't get rid of his heart's desire after all, and Ye Yunjian's notes belong to the painting.

Yun Jian shook off his hand, and the tears that blurred his eyes spilled into the soil of Cen Zhou with the wind, neither salty nor light.

"I also like Zili, Guiyun likes Zili very much," she smiled miserably, stunned, "Brother Zili still remember when we were abducted, when you let me run alone, but I went to be bait, and now I suddenly remember, if there is no brother Zili, is Guiyun still the current Guiyun?"

When Li Shi and Twilight came over, they happened to see their young lady turn to look at Zi Li, but when they heard the young lady murmur, Mr. Zi Li laughed lightly, and then the young lady chuckled and ordered them to leave.

They didn't hear it clearly, but Zili really felt Yun Jian's intentions, they were all the same.

It's not luxurious, but at first glance, you can see that it is the carriage of a rich and noble family driving towards the painting in a panic, leaving a cloud of dust on the pipes of Cen Zhou and a look of deep anticipation.

"If Zili is happy, how about waiting for the title of the gold list to come to see his father?"

The words left by Yun Jian gave him great hope, and the time for the palace examination had already come unconsciously, but it was postponed for more than a month due to the death of Emperor Chongyang.

It's also time for him to enter Beijing.

It's just that they guessed the beginning, but not the end.

The painting is in the middle of the city, Emperor Weilang Chongyang died, and the whole country mourned.

Chongxi knelt in the Jinluan Palace, holding the jade coffin in his hand, and the redness and swelling of his eyes showed that he did have a deep attachment to the emperor.

Maybe Emperor Lang was tough, maybe he was strict with his uncle, brother and even himself, but this son who came with Gan Lin was a treasure in his heart.

Born as a prince, it is Emperor Lang's love for Chongxi, maybe the emperor's family can't be too extravagant, but Chongxi thinks that there is an untouchable family relationship between him and Emperor Lang.

But those who are close to each other, three days of restless burial will also be disgusted by the rancid smell emitted, except for Chongxi in the Jinluan Palace, there is only a trace of a shadow slowly entering.

"Brother Brook"

Chongxi Muran, who had not stopped for three days, raised his head, but there was only this equally fragile heart by his side.