That Zhao Qiqi said: "Even if Miss Rong wants to sweep her mother's grave, it's not too late to come back after dawn tomorrow, why do you have to come to this cemetery in the middle of the night?" ”

An Yifei was silent. His cultivation is above Lin Tingyu, but because he is in the Shura fan, he can at most sense the outside world through the connection between the Shura fan and the outside world.

And the connection between the Shura fan and the outside world is carried out through Lin Tingyu, so what he senses is actually sensed by Lin Tingyu.

And Zhao Tuan was limited by his own cultivation, he could only sense the people and things that his seventh-level cultivation could sense. In other words, if some strong people who are more than level seven appear, he will not be able to find out.

When Lin Tingyu was lying in his small courtyard, he sensed that a team of people had come out of the direction of the palace, and the most important one was a tenth-level cultivator.

In addition, there is a person who is at the peak of cultivation and wears a dragon robe sitting on top of the dragon robe, and it is An Yiran. This is sensed by the small eye.

However, Lin Tingyu sensed that many strong people with cultivation above level ten came out of the palace, and An Yifei also felt it.

He didn't sense that An Yiran was also out of the palace, but there was suddenly such a battle out of the palace in the palace, and it went all the way to the west - not only was the Rong Cemetery located, but there was also a dragon vein in the western suburbs, which was a group of royal tombs.

Therefore, An Yifei quickly judged that An Yiran left the palace and went to the Western Emperor's Mausoleum.

Lin Tingyu also made this judgment, so he hurriedly left the Rong Mansion and came to the western suburbs.

An Yifei had already guessed that she was in such a hurry and ran to the Western Suburbs Mausoleum regardless of the darkness, probably for An Yiran. It's just that he doesn't know what Lin Tingyu wants to do, and what will he do?

Lin Tingyu entered the cemetery under the stunned gaze of the mausoleum keeper and told him that he would guard his mother's mausoleum here for three years, and hoped that he could help arrange it.

After Lin Tingyu rewarded him, of course he would not refuse this. I heard that this generous young lady was going to incense and burn paper for her mother now, so she hurriedly took incense candles, paper money and other things.

Seeing that he wanted to follow him, Lin Tingyu said, "I'll go by myself, you don't have to follow." ”

"Yes." The mausoleum keeper was happy and comfortable, and hurriedly answered, and enthusiastically told Lin Tingyu in detail the location of her mother Luo's cemetery. This earned him another bounty.

Lin Tingyu carried the sacrificial objects to Luo's grave, but when he saw that the grass and trees were deep and extremely desolate, he sighed in his heart and sighed. Maybe it was this physical instinct and feeling, and it was tears that unconsciously flowed out again.

She burned the paper for a while, then took out Yinghuyin, pretending to play and sing to think lyrically.

She sang the song she often sang about the mountains and waters.

The song is soft and tactful, and the love is long, and it spreads far away in this quiet night.

An Yiran, who was in the West Emperor's Mausoleum in the distance, counted the crimes of his imperial brother An Yifei in front of his father's tomb, and asked why his father passed the throne to such a person and did not pass it on to him.

Probably he heard that Rong Hui fled back to China, and An Yifei also escaped from the Rakshasa people, but his whereabouts are still unknown, but it is a matter of time before he comes back, so he feels uncomfortable, so he ran to the Western Emperor's Mausoleum in the middle of the night to complain to his father, who has always been biased towards An Yifei in his opinion.

"How many beautiful and poignant songs, who is singing? Who's singing? An Yiran only had this one voice in his heart at this time, and he kept saying to himself in his heart.

The people in the Shura fan were also fascinated by Lin Tingyu's singing.

An Yifei listened to this song, and his mind also became sad. It's just that he has profound skills and a solid foundation, and he is not deeply trapped in the song and can't extricate himself. But he knew how strong the allure of the song was.

He said in his heart: "Rong Hui, why are you doing this? Do you want to seduce An Yiran? Why? Didn't you say you didn't love him? Why do you want to do that? ”

He didn't pay attention to it himself, when he thought that "Rong Hui" wanted to find an opportunity to seduce An Yiran, how bad his heart was. At this time, he just felt that he had a ball of anger in his heart that he wanted to vent.

He gritted his teeth without knowing it, his fists clenched tightly at his side, and his eyes seemed to be about to spit fire.

Zhao Yan, who had been standing beside him, felt the coercion exuding from him, and he couldn't bear it. Fortunately, this is in Lin Tingyu's fan space, and Lin Tingyu's mana suppresses everything in the space, otherwise Zhao Tuan may have vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"Your Majesty ......," Zhao Shu still called in the end.

"What's the matter?" An Yi Fei said, and when he spit out the words, he actually gritted his teeth.

Zhao Shu reminded: "You...... Emotions don't seem right. ”

"What's wrong?" An Yifei said sharply, turned his head to look at Zhao Tuan, and found that Zhao Tuan looked at him with horror, his heart was shocked, and he immediately gathered his mind, and the anger in his heart gradually dissipated.

Zhao Yan said: "You don't like this song sung by Miss Rong? ”

An Yifei said faintly: "This song is so poignant, if there is a story in it, it must be a very sad and sentimental story." ”

Zhao Jian stared at the void that showed the situation in the outside world, and said: "Your Majesty, look, there is a team of people coming to the Rong Clan's Cemetery, how can it look like the honor guard of the ...... Emperor?"

An Yifei let out a sneer and said, "It's An Yiran, he came to the Western Emperor's Mausoleum." So she had to come to the Western Suburbs Cemetery in the middle of the night, and deliberately sang such a poignant and beautiful song, probably just to attract An Yiran's attention. ”

The corners of Zhao Yan's mouth twitched, and he said, Why did the emperor suddenly lose control? Dare to be jealous.

He said: "Your Majesty, you don't have to be angry about this, according to the minister, it is impossible for Miss Rong to like King Ling, otherwise she will not react so plainly to the fact that King Ling married Rong Xiao." ”

An Yifei shouted angrily: "Then you say, why did she go to the Western Suburbs Mausoleum in the middle of the night to sing such a beautiful song?" ”

Zhao Shu was so frightened that he took a step back and said, "Maybe she misses her mother too much, you listen to her singing, so poignant......"

"Missing your mother?" An Yifei muttered, and the anger in his heart was reduced a lot.

Seeing that his face had improved, Zhao Jian secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The King of Ling is here with a singing voice." Your Majesty, let's see what Miss Rong does, and then it's not too late to make a conclusion. ”

An Yifei thought about it, then nodded and continued to pay attention to the outside world.

An Yiran had already asked the guards to knock on the door of the Western Suburbs Mausoleum, and the mausoleum keeper had seen some of the world very much because the Rong clan was also a big clan, so when he saw that the person was actually wearing a dragon robe, he was suddenly startled.

He already knew in his heart that this was the emperor, so he hurriedly came out to bow down. (To be continued.) )