In the early morning, a man walked steadily down a secluded alley in the south of the imperial capital. He was a burly man, dressed in a gray knight's robe, holding a sword in his right hand, and the hat on his head covered most of his face, revealing only his resolute lips and the stiff beard stubble around his lips. When he came to the door of a family at the very end, he stopped, stood quietly for a moment, and when he heard the sound of cleaning the courtyard in the courtyard, the corners of his mouth under the hat rose slightly, and he held the edge of the hat on the top of his head with one hand, and tapped the door five times when he raised his hand. The sound of "squeak" opening the door broke the silent street, and a beautiful woman's face with a slight smile was revealed inside the door, and her bright big eyes looked at the gray-clothed knight outside the door and lightly opened her lips: "I'm back." ”

The head with the hat nodded slightly, and he swirled into the door. The door behind it then squeaked shut.

This is an ordinary house, a square house, the middle is the main house, two wings on each side, the yard is not very big, there are a few green bamboos planted on the right hand side of the gate, a plane tree is planted on the left, the tall branches spread over the courtyard wall, it is late autumn at this time, the yellow leaves on the tree are windless but also fall at any time. A broom leaned on the trunk of the sycamore tree, and some sycamore leaves had been piled up on the ground, and the man in gray took off the hat on his head and handed it to the woman next to him along with the sword in his right hand, and then strode under the sycamore tree, picked up the broom leaning on the trunk and swept it up.

Seeing the appearance of the man sweeping the floor, a smile appeared at the corner of the woman's mouth, and she immediately entered the main room, and after a while, she walked out again and went to the last room on the left.

Waiting for the man to finish sweeping the floor, the woman had already entered the middle main room with a plate of steaming food.

Facing the exquisite breakfast, the man in gray showed a gentle smile to the woman: "It's cold in the north, don't get up so early." "A rich and beautiful male voice.

The woman's beautiful and mature face had a faint smile: "I have lived here for a long time, but I like the autumn mood in the north." ”

After hearing this, a trace of elusiveness crossed the man's eyes, as if he was happy and worried.

Gently pull open the curtain in front of the window and come to the wind. Suddenly, Fengzhao stretched out his hand and grabbed Yaoling's arm, but his eyes did not look at her, but looked at a distant point: "Sue me, what happened last night, did you see that person?"

"No," Yaoling said in a low voice, and then told Fengzhao what happened last night.

When he heard that the person who fought with Yao Ling said that he was "guarding" there, Feng Zhao was also stunned, in his memory, among all the dead soldiers in the Xuan Palace, Li Meng was already the best martial artist. And that person's martial arts should still be above Limeng according to Yaoling's account. What is that person's identity?

After thinking for a moment, he restrained all his feelings, gently took off the dragon pendant from his waist and put it on Yaoling. A pair of bright eyes stared at Yaoling and whispered: "No matter what happens in the future, you must tell me first, and then you can act." Speaking of the latter tone, the tone was a little strict, Yaoling pouted and nodded.

"Don't alarm that place for the time being, I'll check it out when I'm done with the alliance. With that, he stretched out his hand and stroked Yaoling's hair, and then strode out of the door to meet the light outside the door.

Looking at Fengzhao's back, Yaoling suddenly had a heavy feeling, that heaviness came from Fengzhao's heart, she could feel his heaviness and vicissitudes, the road became more and more difficult, but she and he were not afraid of difficulties.

Feng Zhao came to the inn, Yueming was already waiting for him, and now that the alliance had been roughly discussed, only some detailed requirements remained, and the timing of the ceremony of submitting the alliance was chosen. According to the request of Emperor Jianyuanning, after the alliance, the three small states in the south of the Yangtze River were headed by Yanlong, so Yanlong had to send a member of the imperial family as a hostage to live in the imperial capital for a long time.

Yueming, who was sitting at the table watching Wen Jiàn, heard the sound of the wind shining into the door, so she raised her head and looked at Feng Zhao, and her eyes were still so light and light: "This is the plan for the alliance, you can take a look" handed Wen Jiàn in his hand to Feng Zhao.

After taking the text and looking at it carefully, he said after a long time: "I am still the hostage, you are the Prince of Yanlong, and you are not suitable to be a hostage." ”

"It's fine. Yueming said softly with an expressionless face. Stood up and walked to the window, looked at the sky outside the window, and then said: "As a proton, you can stay in the imperial capital for a long time, but it is inconvenient to move." However, even if you don't stay in the imperial capital for a long time without being a proton, the same movement is inconvenient. The last sentence was very low, but Fengzhao still heard it clearly.

"After you do Proton, I will go back and forth between the Imperial Capital and Yanlong to do what you need to do. Yueming's voice was not very loud, but it was extremely indifferent.

Fengzhao's eyes looked at Yueming standing in front of the window, Yueming at this time had his back to him, but he still knew his expression, and after a long time, he said to Yueming in a low voice: "I have almost had a message from my father, and he may be in the palace of the imperial capital." ”

Yueming's back moved slightly, and after a moment he turned around, walked to the opposite side of Fengzhao and sat down, looking at Fengzhao with a pair of calm eyes.

"I need you to spy in the Imperial Palace now, go and explore that place," said to Yue Ming in a sound of caution, he knew that Yue Ming had placed spies in the palaces of various countries.

At noon, Yueming took Fengzhao, Rong Jianghai, and the envoys of Western Wu into the imperial palace of the imperial capital.

Emperor Jianyuanning did not receive them in the majestic and magnificent Jinluan Palace, but summoned them and a group of four people in the Renzhi Hall behind the Jinluan Palace.

Feng Qing, who was sitting behind the lenient bookcase, raised a pair of deep bottomless eyes to look at Feng Zhao after reading the alliance plan submitted by Yue Ming, and said in a cold voice after a while: "Are you ready to live in the imperial capital for a long time?"

Feng Zhao's eyes facing Feng Qing said calmly: "If you want to form an alliance, you will do what the covenant requires." ”

Looking at the calm and inconspicuous wind in front of him, Feng Qing had a faint melancholy in his eyes: "If you are a hostage, your queen mother will definitely blame me, there are still several princes in the Yanlong royal family, you can choose one among them to be a proton, you just do it." ”

Hearing Feng Qing say this, Feng Zhao pondered for a while and said to Feng Qing: "There are still a few princes in the royal family, but they are all very young, as a brother, I can't bear to see them leave their father and their mother early. I am a hostage, although the queen mother will miss it, but I am in the imperial capital is her hometown, and she will also be relieved. Therefore, there is no need to worry about the queen mother. "

Feng Qing's elusive eyes searched for Feng Zhao's face for a long time, and finally sighed lightly: "Well, since that's the case, it's up to you." ”