The capital, the palace of the king of Yan.

Qin Jinlin slowly stepped into the gate of Jinzhu Garden, he was still wearing a court robe, obviously, he had just returned from the palace.

"Lord Wang!"

Ruyi walked up quickly, standing respectfully on one side, waiting for Qin Jinlin's orders at any time.

"As I remember, I ordered the kitchen to set up a banquet, and tonight, this king will have a banquet for a very important guest."

Qin Jinlin commanded indifferently as always, and then returned to his bedroom expressionlessly.

Who will be the most important guests?

Ruyi naturally didn't dare to think about it, her duty was to do everything her master told properly.

And at this moment, the carriage of the Ning Mansion had already returned to the mansion.

Ning Yutong took Ren Jingzhi to his boudoir and sent away Joy and Joy, and there were only two of them left in the room.

Ren Jingzhi sat by the window, and from here, he could see the wisteria trees planted by Ning Yutong.

He stared at the wisteria trees, and after a long time, he finally turned his head to look at Ning Yutong not far away: "Yutong, you can ask whatever you want." ”

Since that visit, Ren Jingzhi has been calling Ning Yutong's maiden name, and after a long time, she doesn't seem to care about this problem anymore.

Hearing Ren Jingzhi's words at this moment, Ning Yutong opened her mouth, she did have a lot of questions and confusion in her heart, and Ren Jingzhi, can you help her solve those confusions?

"Ren Jingzhi, you and Princess Mingyu ......"

Ning Yutong pondered it, and decided to use Princess Mingyu as a breakthrough.

"I think I should have something to do with her, and ...... It's a very intimate relationship. ”

Ren Jingzhi turned his head again, still looking at those wisteria trees, the wisteria flowers began to wither these days, and they were no longer prosperous in the past.

Flowers bloom, flowers fall, everything is so natural, but it is so helpless.

Ren Jingzhi's voice was very soft, as if he had disturbed something, but his words seemed to be earth-shattering thunder when they fell on Ning Yutong's ears.

Ning Yutong thought of the piece of green bamboo, the handkerchief of Ren Jingzhi, the drunken "accident", and even the familiar figure he saw in the Leng Xiang Pavilion, and that figure was the suspicious woman he found outside the door of Ren's mansion that day.

"Could it be that Princess Mingyu is ...... Your ......"

That title had already reached his lips, but Ning Yutong didn't dare to say it.

Princess Mingyu has been widowed for many years, who doesn't know about this government and the opposition?

Ning Yutong also knows a little about Princess Mingyu's past - many years ago, the young Princess Mingyu was ordered to marry into the Hou Mansion, and in the second year of her marriage, there was a very large-scale rebellion in the Daqian Empire, and her husband's family also participated in that rebellion, and Princess Mingyu did not hesitate to kill her relatives righteously, and even led the royal guards to help Qin Zhantian make a splash in that rebellion and help him ascend to the throne......

In Daqian, Princess Mingyu has always lived in legends.

And now......

"Want to hear stories about when I was a kid?"

Ren Jingzhi's voice sounded again, this time without waiting for Ning Yutong to answer, he continued to say to himself: "I was very naughty when I was a child, I didn't like martial arts, and I didn't like writing at that time, and I ...... at that time."

Ren Jingzhi's voice carried a trace of remembrance, while Ning Yutong stood quietly not far away, quietly listening to the story belonging to Ren Jingzhi......

Great Qianhuang City.

When Qin Jinlin was preparing to feast in the Yanwang Mansion, and when Ren Jingzhi was telling Ning Yutong a story, the master of the entire imperial city, Qin Zhantian, the current monarch of the Daqian Empire, stood on the highest watchtower in the imperial city with his henchman Pang Fu, looking down on the entire imperial city and the entire Kyoto.

It's cold in the heights.

The strong wind ruffled Qin Zhantian's black hair, and a few strands of vicissitudes of white could be vaguely found in those black hairs.

"Ahem, ahem."

Qin Zhantian stood in the wind, and for some reason he suddenly coughed violently.

"Your Majesty!"

Pang Fu on the side immediately nervously took out a bright yellow brocade and handed it over.

Qin Zhantian took the Jinpa, and gently wiped it on his lips, the bright yellow Jinpa was held hard in the palm of his hand, and no one could see the speckled and scarlet blood stains on the Jinpa.

The entire Daqian people know that their majesty is wise and powerful, and they are like the sky.

In the entire Daqian, few people know about the Dao, and their majesty has long been terminally ill, and time is short.

"Is there any news of King Ling?"

Qin Zhantian clenched the piece of brocade and asked in a low voice.

Pang Fu's face behind him changed slightly: "Back to Your Majesty, he hasn't found His Royal Highness King Ling yet, if he wants to avoid it...... I'm afraid he's gone to Daqian now. ”

"The wings are stiff, and I always want to spread my wings and fly high."

Qin Zhantian raised his head slightly and looked at the flock of birds flying by in the sky: "How are King Wen and King Yan doing?" ”

"All is well."

Pang Fu replied in a low voice, and suddenly felt that he was a little slow and couldn't understand the master's heart.

"Where's Princess Mingyu?"

Qin Zhantian was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess, she ......"

Pang Fu was a little nervous, and there was a little tremor in his voice: "Please forgive the slave for being incompetent!" There is no way to find out how Her Royal Highness is doing. ”

Qin Zhantian didn't speak, but his eyes became more profound and unpredictable-

Imperial sister, you think that everything you do is seamless.

However, I am your royal brother.

Why do you support King Wen, why do you want to meddle in the marriage of the Ning family.

I have long seen all of this.

As if he suddenly remembered some past events that he didn't want to remember, Qin Zhantian slowly closed his eyes-

The wind and clouds are surging, and the hearts of the people are moving.

When Qin Zhantian opened his eyes again, his eyes were already full of coldness, without the slightest emotion: "Pang Fu, you go to Ningzhou in person, bring my secret letter, and ask him to ...... Let's go back to Beijing, it's time! ”

Hearing Qin Zhantian's words, Pang Fu's face on the side was shocked, but he still tried his best to suppress his emotions and replied very respectfully: "The slave knows what to do." ”

After 18 years of absence, what kind of storm will that person set off when he enters Beijing again?

At this time, Pang Fu didn't dare to think about it, he knew that Daqian was going to be chaotic, and Kyoto was about to change the sky......