"The ...... of the Iraqi people"

A clear and familiar sound rises leisurely from the cave ahead...... Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, elegant and upright, calm and elegant, elegant and peaceful, and even the flying hair and flowing clothes can be seen clearly.

It was his familiar eyes, with compassion and compassion, that was his familiar smile, with the warmth of the warm spring sun, that was the figure he missed day and night, but could never be seen again forever, that was connected with his blood, even if yin and yang were separated, it could not be stopped.

"Father!" Lin Yi's heart jumped, and he hurriedly walked into the tall and wide stone gate in front of him.

"Yiren, how are you doing all these years?" Lin Yiran looked at Lin Yiren with a calm expression.

"Good. Lin Yiren's throat choked, "Father...... Is my father okay?"

"It's a little lonely," Lin Yiran sighed, "and I'm often worried that you can't avoid the open and secret battles in the palace, and I always feel anxious." ”

"It's the son-in-law who is not filial," Lin Yiren's eyes were hot, "The son-in-law should have come in earlier, so that his father could have felt at ease." ”

"Xuanniang asks people to paint portraits of you every year, and my father has seen them, and those paintings are now hanging in the front residence, and my father will take you to see them. Lin Yiran was full of interest and walked towards the depths of the cave.

"Good. Lin Yiren smiled at the corner of his lips and walked slowly behind Lin Yiran.

"Is there still peace in the palace, how are the flowers and plants in the Lanxi Garden?" Lin Yiran said gently.

"Everything is fine in the house, the flowers and plants in the Lanxi Garden are taken care of by Xuanniang herself, and the varieties planted every year are your favorite varieties. Lin Yi's heart was happy, only to feel that the earlier sense of relaxation and comfort became stronger.

"Over the years, have there been any famines among the people?"

"There have been occasional droughts and floods, but fortunately, the relief was timely and the people did not suffer. ”

"That's good, natural disasters are avoided, but man-made disasters can be avoided as much as possible. ”

The two of you said a word and I walked about ten meters forward, and suddenly two forks in the road, one east and one west, suddenly appeared in front of me.

"What do you think of this emperor?" said Lin Yiran, turning into the cave to the west.

Lin Yiren's footsteps faltered slightly...... Is his father asking Emperor Ye? The brother who designed to poison him? Living in this dark cave every day, does his father really care?

"Yiren, why don't you speak?" Lin Yiran's voice was indifferent and calm, as if he was talking about other people's affairs.

Lin Yiren hesitated for a while, Lin Yitan was not the Holy Lord Mingjun, and he could not be called stupid and tyrannical, but he was the person he vowed to get rid of, how should he answer his father's question?

"Yiren," Lin Yiran saw that Lin Yiren did not follow into the cave, turned around and smiled, "The road ahead is too dark, help my father take care of it." ”

"Yes. The Lin Yi was about to enter the cave, but a strange alertness suddenly passed through his mind.

A sharp and piercing noise sounded behind Lin Yiren, and the snow-bright Lingyun Thorn swept past Lin Yiren's ears with the power of a thousand jun, and hit Lin Yiran three meters away.

Lin Yiren's pupils shrank suddenly, and the blood in his whole body burst out like lava, and he shot out the night pearl in his hand without hesitation.

With a crisp sound, the sparks splashed everywhere, and the Lingyun Thorn flew out diagonally under the impact of the Night Pearl, and the whole thing was submerged in the mountain rock, and the Night Pearl was instantly torn apart, crackling and scattered all over the ground.

The cave was suddenly much darker.

"Father!" the Lin Yi hurriedly lit the fire.

The shadow was sufficient, but he saw Lin Yiran's calm demeanor, and he smiled, "Yiren, my father made a flowing firefly here, and the sound is very beautiful, do you want to listen to my father play a song?"

Lin Yi's figure stiffened, and the elegant and mellow figure in front of him became a little distorted, like a rootless reflection in the water.

"Yiren, Dad can't rest assured that you ...... When you grow up...... Get out of here...... Beware of your imperial uncle...... Don't resent your mother...... Leave...... Your mother is far away......"

Lin Yiren's knuckles turned white, and he slowly closed his eyes, and the figure lying on the bed with blood in his mouth came to mind.

"The poison of the phantom incense is demagogic, don't fall for it!" A clear voice seemed to come from the sky, making the Lin Yi people tremble from head to toe.

Immediately after, the Lingyun Thorn, which was deeply embedded in the mountain rock, was shaken out with a palm and shot towards Lin Yiran again.

This time, the Lin Yi was white and pale, standing still in place.

In the layers of fog, Lin Yiran smiled with relief, with a little relief and love in his eyes, "Yiren, my father is very happy, I am very happy to see you again......"

Ling Yun stabbed through Lin Yiran's body, slashed an arc in the air, and returned to Yan Xu's hand. Lin Yiran still smiled and did not change in the slightest.

"Father has always hoped that one day he will take you to the countryside to see, and when you see the work of the peasants, you will know the hardships of the people, and if you inherit the great rule in the future, you must remember that people are nourished by all things, and at the same time you must have a heart that nourishes all things, and since you have received the blessings of heaven, you must seek the well-being of the people, and treat them with a nourishing heart......"

Lin Yiren's hands and feet were cold, and his body trembled slightly.

"I said there are ghosts, I don't believe it yet!" Shin Yunpeng's sneer came from the darkness.

"Shut up!" a desolate look flashed in Lin Yiren's eyes.

Everything was an illusion, everything was nothing, everything was just his imagination, his father was gone, never to return to him.

Ahem, ahem...... Lin Yiren only felt a great sorrow, a sharp pain in his chest, and coughed violently.

"Take a pill. Yanxu approached Lin Yiren and handed over a small porcelain vase.

Lin Yi gently wiped away the slightly dark blood at the corner of his lips, poured out a pill and put it in his mouth. The slightly bitter pill carried a hint of freshness and coolness, and quickly spread from the mouth to the Baihui acupoint above the head, which made Lin Yiren's ears and eyes clear, and also made Lin Yiran's phantom disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Black is black, watery, black is water, water is north, the direction of the Wujiu order should be facing north, but these two forks in the road one faces east and the other faces west, but I don't know where to go. Yanxu muttered.

"Facing east. Lin Yiren looked at the dark front and smiled bitterly.

If the incense was misleading, it would lead him to a corner, and his father's apparition was planning to lead him into the cave to the west.

"The prince was slightly poisoned, and the pill could only alleviate the toxicity, not the right symptoms, so the prince still tried not to use his true qi afterwards. Yan Xu said.

"What about Shen Yunpeng?" said Lin Yi.

"I also took the medicine, and I was worried that he would be confused by the phantom incense and cause some trouble when he turned around. ”

"It's a pity that the pearl of the night is broken. Lin Yiren sighed, and was about to light the fire fold, when a fluorescent light suddenly lit up behind itself.

Lin Yiren turned around in confusion, only to see Shen Yunpeng playing with a black spar with a strange light in his hand.

It is difficult for the Lin Yi people to describe what kind of situation this is, the black crystal hedron emits a halo of light, illuminating the dark cave, the light is even brighter than the night pearl, and what is even more peculiar is that with the shaking of Shen Yunpeng, there seems to be a golden-red lava flow in the spar, like a wave, uncertain.

"This is the rumored Black Flame Stone?" Yan Xu said coldly.

Lin Yiren's eyebrows jumped slightly...... It is said that because it is produced in the secluded cave of the snake king at the foot of the inaccessible volcano, it has been infiltrated to the poisonous gas over the years, which can not only make the poisonous insects flee from a hundred meters away, but also the treasure of domesticating poisons.

"That's right," Shen Yunpeng said meaningfully, "This is the Black Flame Stone that Ji Yanbo wanted to steal from Xiling Palace back then." ”21010