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There was a carriage in the courtyard, which was wider than the normal one, and the cart was already packed.

The bag was extraordinarily simple, except for a few pieces of clothing and a little softness, there was nothing else.

On the side of the carriage, Yi He paced back and forth, his fingers clenching and releasing continuously.

He was very excited, but also a little nervous and confused.

My mind was full of the figure of the young man in the green shirt.

How did he do it?

How did he convince his father to send an envoy? How did you persuade King Dan to let him go?

One by one, it seems almost impossible.

"Childe." A somewhat anxious call sounded from behind Yi He.

Yi He looked over.

That person is the envoy sent by Yi Guo this time, his name is Yang Shi, he is a disciple of Bi Chunjun, it is said that he is a sergeant in Yi Guo's official residence, and he is a very capable person.

"Childe." He called again, "Let's leave first, although King Dan promised to let Gongzi leave, but no one can say whether he will regret it, Gongzi should leave as soon as possible." ”

Yi He paused his steps and muttered, "Wait a little longer." ”

Yang Shi was a little puzzled and asked, "Who are you waiting for?" ”

Yi He's eyes revealed a kind of fiery and respect.

"The noble man of my life." He said.

Li Xia's figure came from outside the door, and just heard Yi He's words, he raised the corners of his lips slightly and smiled: "My family Langjun said, Gongzi goes first, and she will arrive later, and two days later, we will meet on the border between Danyi and Yi." ”

Yi He responded: "Okay." ”

When the voice fell, he turned over and got into the carriage, looked at Yang Shi with burning eyes and said, "Then let's go first!" ”

Let's go, it's time to get out of here, Yi He said silently in his heart.

Leave this place where he has been humiliated, leave this life of whispering and breathing.

At this moment, he lifted his neck for the first time, and his face was slightly raised to the sky, and a breeze blew.

In fact, he almost forgot that he was also the age when he should be a teenager.

When he was a teenager, he was a fresh man and a horse, and he saw all the flames and flowers.

Gently, the corners of his lips rose, outlining a slight smile with wanton and clarity.

……

Jing Changning sat on the rockery, his eyes shining through the lightly falling light, as if he was pondering something.

A crimson figure faintly appeared in her mind, the man's eyes were as bright as the blazing sun, warm and uninhibited, scorching and soft.

Ahh

Jing Changning slammed down from the rockery and stepped on the grass a few times.

How do you think of that deflated Sanyi, there will be a strange beauty in my mind for a moment.

It's obviously dirty and tattered clothes, plus a nasty face.

Phew!

She was actually just a little curious, why did he rob her ink paintings?

Thinking of that day, whether it was running away, fighting, or climbing over the wall, he carefully protected the ink painting in his invisible movements, and even in the end, if it wasn't for snatching the ink painting, he wouldn't have to fall so badly on the wall.

A strange thought came to her mind.

Don't......

Do they know?

That's impossible!

Jing Changning rubbed his face, thinking that maybe it was just a coincidence, his ink paintings were worth so much money, maybe he just overheard some gossip when he ran down the mountain that day, so he snatched her paintings.

There was no way he knew her.

No way.

"What is Lang Jun thinking?"

Li Xia stepped forward and asked softly.

Jing Changning came back to his senses, raised his eyes and smiled: "I was thinking, it's time for me to leave the Dan Kingdom, are you willing to join me?" ”

Li Xia was stunned, scratched his head in a daze, and replied, "Of course I do." ”

Jing Changning jumped on a rockery, and swept his gaze around.

She raised her lips and said loudly, "Lixia, close the door!" ”

Li Xia's gaze fell on Jing Changning gently, and he replied in a stunned voice.

His mind was a little ethereal, and he was suddenly a little curious, what kind of girl this was, like the scorching sun, as if there was a blazing light that could not be forced, so wanton, but with the shallow and elegant charm of an ink painting.

An inadvertent tactfulness touches people's hearts.

He suddenly liked to hear her call his name, like a broken spring.

Lixia, open the door! Lixia, send-off! Lixia, close the door! Lixia, prepare paper and ink! Lixia, Lixia, Lixia......

With a gentle smile on the corner of her lips, Li Xia asked, "Where does Lang Jun want to go?" ”

"Go to the country of Yi." Jing Changning looked at Li Xia, thought about it, she looked at Li Xia with some doubts, and added, "I want to help Yi He become the king of Yi." ”

She said so frankly to Li Xia.

Li Xia was slightly stunned, and then replied softly: "Lang Jun will definitely be able to." ”

That's King Yi, the king of a country.

She is a weak girl.

She said that she was going to help a son become king.

But he believed it, and he believed everything she said.

"Well, I'm the best." Jing Changning grinned, and then flicked the sleeves of his green shirt and jumped off the rockery.

"Then pack up and go." She said with a smile.

……

The sky was getting dark, and there was a soft moonlight.

A figure walked casually in the deep alley, sometimes to the right and sometimes to the right, his steps swaying as if he was drunk.

After walking about ten more meters, he stopped.

"Hey, hey, you've all come here with me from Yunguo, give me a few times from time to time without pain, annoying or not!" He crossed his hands on his hips and shouted loudly in the night.

The night is silent, and the moonlight is peaceful.

"Hey, hey, I know you were sent by that old puppet from Lu Cunxu, don't you just want to kill me? It's also mysterious, and now I've been hungry for a few days, and it's estimated that it's easy to kill, if you don't do anything else, don't say I didn't give you a chance! ”

The man raised his head, threw a piece of dry grass in his mouth, and said, "Hurry up, hurry up, I'm busy, master." ”

At the sound of the words, he suddenly pulled a dagger from his waist and threw it at a dark color with his wrist.

With the sound of the breaking wind, the faint darkness of the night seemed to be cut open.

With a "ding" sound, the sound of the dagger being picked open and falling came.

"Rong Gong, don't make it difficult for the villain." A hoarse voice rang out in the darkness.

The man scratched his ears and muttered, "It's ugly." ”

He joked: "If you want to kill me, what else is it difficult to do, is it difficult for me to kill you without making it difficult for you?" Hey, hey, how stupid are you to say something like that? Bad throat and bad brain? ”

In the night, a burst of crows fluttered and flew up.

The sword light and sword shadow, and another blood rain fell somewhere, stained with red mud.

Half an hour later.

An even dirtier figure appeared in front of the Jingfu Gate.

The man patted the brass ring handle on the door, and the sound of thumping was very clear in the night.

"No one?" He muttered to himself.

He sighed, opened his mouth again and let out a long breath.

Then he shouted loudly: "Xiao Ning'er, are you at home??" ”