Qin Mengdie nodded: "There is no worry about life." Because Cheng Tianao only said so, he didn't say that he was completely cured.

Lord Li was clear-minded, and Qin Mengdie emphasized it twice before she understood, but she was not sad, but said lightly: "As long as the person is alive, even if he can't walk, I can be his leg, as long as he lives, what if the leg is disabled?" Anyway, he didn't want to inherit the Prime Minister's Mansion. ”

This is true love, Qin Mengdie couldn't help but moisten the corners of her eyes, if you can love someone so much in life, you will have no regrets in your life, but the last sentence of Lord Li made Qin Mengdie have a new idea in her heart, yes, if Cheng Tianlang is disabled this time, wouldn't it be easier, but we have to look at the situation.

At this time, Yanyang took the bird's nest on the table, scooped a spoonful of bird's nest with his own hands and sent it to the mouth of the county lord Li: "Eat something quickly, we have the energy to discuss countermeasures, you are like this, even if we help you, you can't do it yourself." ”

Lord Li swallowed a mouthful of bird's nest and asked in surprise: "Do you have a way for me to contact Tianlang?" There is a way to ......" Before she finished speaking, she looked at the maid in the house, and then said, "You all go out, there is no need to wait." ”

"Yes." A dry maid withdrew.

Seeing that they were all out, Lord Li continued to ask, "What can you do?" "Lord Li, who had no strength to speak, was unusually bright in his eyes at this time, although he didn't have much strength, but the spiritual support also made her look alive.

Qin Mengdie also lowered her voice, it was inevitable that the eighth prince was not at ease, and sent someone to listen to the window: "We can let you communicate." But the most important thing now is to make sure that Cheng Tianlang can really give up the Prime Minister's Mansion for you. If he marries you and still inherits the Prime Minister's Mansion, then you will really implicate the entire Eighth Prince's Mansion. ”

Lord Li nodded affirmatively: "Actually, Tianlang came to pick me up that day, we were planning to elope, leaving this deep house compound, even if we go to a small village, he will be a teacher, and I will sew and mend at home, we will be happy." ”

When he said this, his face was full of happiness, and his eyes looked out the window. That's an expectation. Hope, it seems that not everyone really likes this luxurious life, but they can't help themselves.

These words can be regarded as a reassurance for Qin Mengdie and Yanyang, and Yanyang went to the desk to find a pen and paper. Qin Mengdie put the bed table. It's all set.

Qin Mengdie said: "Lord Li." Do you have any specific symbols or signs that prove that this epistle was written by you? ”

Lord Li nodded confidently: "Well, don't worry." Not only do we have a logo, but we also put a small leaf in the envelope, and once the letter is opened, the leaf will fall, and people who peek at the letter will think that I just put a leaf and will not know that it is a mechanism. "A bowl of bird's nest, coupled with a good mood, Lord Li's spirit is better, and there are more words.

After listening to County Lord Li's explanation, Qin Mengdie had to admire them, but she still had to say the key things: "County Lord Li, we must get Cheng Tianlang's affirmative answer, and we are willing to give up everything in the Prime Minister's Mansion, so that we can dare to help you with confidence." ”

Lord Li knew the seriousness of this matter, so he didn't shy away from Yanyang and Qin Mengdie's presence, so he began to write letters, and began to greet and care for him, and finally asked him if he was still willing to fly with him.

The letter was written, and when the letter paper was dry, the county lord of Li put the letter into an envelope and handed it to Qin Mengdie according to what he said, Qin Mengdie carefully put it away, and Yanyang hurriedly went to find Mo Wenyuan, and asked Mo Wenyuan to send the letter through Cheng Tianao.

The suburbs are big lonely mountainside

The sky is also dusk, the afterglow of the sun shines on the earth, the red halo is sprinkled all over the mountain, a black and a red two figures on the mountainside stand opposite each other, when the wind blows, the edge of the robe floats slightly, like a beautiful picture.

Feng Yuye, who was dressed in an ink-colored robe, opened his mouth first: "Prince Cang's meeting with this king today should be for the dream butterfly." ”

The red-robed man smiled, but he smiled a little deliberately: "King Xiang is smart, it is indeed for Mengdie, I will go back to Cangshan Country tomorrow, but my heart is left here, staying in Mengdie, I know you also like her, so how about we have a contest between men?" ”

The corners of Feng Yuye's mouth turned up, and he said confidently: "I admire Prince Cang's courage and character, but love is mutually pleasing, since she doesn't like you, why should you be reluctant?" ”

Cang Haohan pulled out his long sword: "I have been with her for a very short time, so I can't get her heart, but if you see her every day, it is inevitable that she will fall in love for a long time, so in today's battle, my condition is that if you lose, you must stay away from her." ”

Feng Yuye still did not draw his sword: "She is not an object, so we have no right to choose for her, I will not fight, nor will I leave her and leave." After saying that, he turned around and walked down the mountain.

Seeing that Feng Yuye was leaving, Cang Haohan pointed to the ground on tiptoe, jumped over Feng Yuye's head, and crossed in front of Feng Yuye, forcing Feng Yuye to make a move.

Feng Yuye still didn't draw his sword, avoiding him and continuing to go down the mountain, Cang Haohan was really anxious, because he received an eight-hundred-mile rush in the afternoon, so that he could return to Cangshan Country as soon as possible, and he would leave tomorrow morning when he entered the palace and resigned to the emperor, and he didn't know when he would come again.

But he didn't feel at ease when he left, and he was worried about Qin Mengdie, so he sent someone to make an appointment for a decisive battle on Feng Yuye, and he walked steadily, but in the face of Feng Yuye's calmness and refusal, he couldn't control his emotions anymore, and he attacked like Feng Yuye with a sword.

Feng Yuye didn't expect Cang Haohan to really make a move, he was a little careless when he dodged sideways, and when he turned around, he felt a trace of coldness in his forearm, and when he reached out and touched it, it turned out to be bloodstains, and said with a slightly cold face: "Prince Cang is forcing me to do it?" ”

Cang Haohan continued to attack Feng Yuye: "Today's battle, you have to take it if you don't take it, otherwise I won't let you go down the mountain." ”

Feng Yuye dodged Cang Haohan's sword, and he saw that Cang Haohan's mind had been decided today: "Okay, then I will accompany Prince Cang to live a few moves, but our battle today has nothing to do with anyone, especially Mengdie, I said, we can't interfere with her choice." ”

"Okay, let's take it." As he spoke, he went on the offensive. In fact, Cang Haohan also felt that he was reckless, but he really had limited time, and he was anxious, so he was impulsive.

At this time, I saw Feng Yuye holding the scabbard in his left hand, drawing the sword in his right hand, holding it flat on his chest, and his eyes never left the vast hand.

At the same time, the two of them flashed the sword light in their wrists and flew towards the wind where the other party was, only to hear the cold light like a shatter flash in front of them.

Cang Haohan turned his arm, and the sword actually spun between his fingers, stirring the sound that diffused in the sky and fell, almost stirring Feng Yuye's hand into it.

And Feng Yuye let go of his hand and shook the end of the sword with his true qi, defusing the vast attack, as calm as ever. (To be continued......)