Leng Yixiao and Leng Wen can't help it, after all, now Pingtian Princess Li Hongmei is still in their hands, and there is also a seriously ill Leng Yiguo in bed, if Leng Yiran is not seen for a long time, I am afraid that in the end, Leng Yiguo will die of depression because of serious illness and longing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

So Leng Yiran, who was far away in Chilu, got the news and immediately rushed back to Kyoto, Leng Yiran's departure will naturally be known by Xia Yunxuan and Xia Ziyi, Xia Yunxuan has never been a fool, since he can be rated as one of the five princes, where in his heart do not understand this play of the Tanglin Emperor.

Although Leng Yiran left, Xia Yunxuan knew that Leng Yiguo was critically ill, but to no avail, he would never be able to appear in Tanglin Kyoto at this time. Especially during this period of time, Chilu frequently had various small actions, Xia Yunxuan was sad that his biological father was so indifferent, selfish, and suspicious, and on the other hand, he was worried about the body of his beloved............

Xia Yunduo's eyes stared fiercely into the distance, Donglin is fearless, it turns out that you are just a weak man with a promise, it is difficult for you to be the title of Mingjun in the past............

Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dreaming back to blow the horn company camp. Eight hundred miles of fire, fifty strings turned over the outside sound, and the battlefield was an autumn soldier.

The horse-made Lu was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. Poor white happens!

Xin Qiji's poem is written extremely sadly, but it is the king's affairs in the world, and he has won the name of his life and his life, and it is pitiful and vain.

Uncle Leng, loyal, heart-to-heart, I don't know what kind of mood he is in at this time, and Xia Yunxuan............

Xia Yunduo has always known that Xia Yunxuan has no memory, and treats the Tanglin Emperor, although he knows that Concubine Qing's death is inseparable from him, but Xia Yunxuan is still looking forward to this father in his heart, after all, he is still a child, even if Yun Yu's father is good to them, but his expectations for his father have not decreased, and now, Leng Yiguo had an accident, and the reason is because of this, Xia Yunxuan is fortunate that he did not die in that war.

Xia Yunduo was very worried about Xia Yunxuan, but now that she was standing on the territory of Xiling, facing Langya Mountain, Xia Yunduo knew that she couldn't give up at this time, only to move forward, although Xia Yunxuan was seriously injured, she had not yet reached the point where it could not be cured.

Xia Yunduo stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the lush Langya Mountain, the gloom of the Langya Mountain, like a lion, looking at you with a tiger's eye, which made people feel cold.

"Take a day off and enter the ......mountain early tomorrow morning," Xia Yunduo looked at Langya Mountain and said lightly.

In the past few days, several people have been accustomed to looking at Xia Yunduo's indifference, at first Xia Zhiqi and Zhan Wu still came to care about Xia Yunduo, and they were also wondering if something was wrong! However, they did not receive any news, and Xia Yunduo has been on the road since that day, and Xia Zhiqi and the others have never had a chance to understand the situation............

"Duo'er, is there something wrong??? Xia Zhiqi frowned, the war has begun, the battlefield is changing rapidly, many of the people Xia Yunduo cares about are on the battlefield, if someone has an accident???

"Chilu is coming, Xuan'er is injured!" Xia Yunduo said calmly, as if to say that the weather is so good today. Xia Zhiqi and Zhan Wu were shocked.

"Then let's hurry back to Tanglin, I don't know if there is any danger to life??" Xia Zhiqi panicked after hearing this, and looked anxious.

"No problem!" Xia Yunduo said lightly, and then walked away slowly.

As early as when Xia Yunduo rode a horse, the carriage stopped, these days, Xia Yunduo and others have been used to camping, Xia Yunduo and others stopped at a certain distance from Langya Mountain, ready to rest for the night and then go to Langya Mountain.

Xia Yunduo was depressed in his heart, walked to a tall maple tree, and sat down against the big tree, Xia Yunduo didn't care about anything on weekdays, most of the time he was indifferent, but when he was close to his two younger brothers, she could no longer be quiet.

Ye Lan looked at the lonely figure of Xia Yunduo under the maple tree from a distance, and for some reason, looking at it from a distance, made them suddenly sad.

Leng Jia walked out of the shadows, took the box containing the Ice Healing Qin, came to Xia Yunduo's side, silently found a place for her, and then left.

Xia Yunduo looked at the Bingyuqin placed on the ground, and I don't know when she started to like playing the piano, especially when she was very happy or sad.

Xia Yunduo's expression moved slightly, he came to Bingyuqin's side, sat down, picked up Bingyuqin, opened it, and picked Bingyuqin up.

When Xia Yunduo saw Bingyuqin, the depression in his heart dissipated a lot, stroking Bingyuqin, Xia Yunduo played it gently, and the beautiful music came out slowly, but after a while, the people present couldn't help but feel sad and cried, this is the power of Bingyuqin.

After a while, Xia Yunduo seemed to think of something, got up slightly, sat cross-legged, put the Bingyu Qin away, played it gently, and a beautiful piece of music came out.

A piece of paper fell into dust

Whose past will be sealed

Ink marks between the lines

Pour out whose love and hate

The book is a few sorrowful thoughts

A few strokes of ink added a few points of parting

Tuliu used to laugh at our naivety

That year you galloped on horseback

Defend the city on a bloody battlefield

When the trumpet sounded in the front

One horse and one gun for the country

It's your iron bones

Piety is imprinted in the years

And who can answer my light question

sighing about the past is like spirits

can fill up all the words missing

But it can't bring you back from your memories

Leave me in the wind to listen to the white bone lamentation

I play a song of a thousand butterflies

Thousands of feet are wrapped in cold

bewitched the vast sentient beings

but it can't lead your soul

Looking back, you are cruel

I'm alone

Keep a promise, a foolishness, etc

I stood at the grave and sighed

Sigh yin and yang are separated from each other

I used to think

You're still there

Now the blood-stained remains of the gun

It has been buried in a mound of clothes

That's half your life's loyalty

sighing about the past is like spirits

can fill up all the words missing

But it can't bring you back from your memories

Leave me in the wind to listen to the white bone lamentation

sighing about the past is like spirits

can fill up all the words missing

But it can't bring you back from your memories

Leave me in the wind to listen to the white bone lamentation

The song is too sad, very different from the current scene, but Xia Yunduo sang and sang, but involuntarily shed tears, this is an ancient style music, the name is Bai Gu Wai, Xia Yunduo in modern times, because the high school table is an ancient style fan, follow her, and also listened to this song by chance, and then I felt very pleasant, so I downloaded it, I often listened to it, I used to listen to it only inexplicably sentimental, but now I am singing and singing, but the tears are falling uncontrollably, even if Xia Yunduo is calm now, without any emotions......