For Ji Jun, although the two of them are not brothers, they have lived together for many years, and they have seen each other's most unbearable times and witnessed each other's most proud moments. They are not brothers, but they are like brothers. It's just that the days of living in the Tianji Camp are worth making them reluctant to recall, and naturally there are also things they don't want to recall.

Therefore, after Kyoto's farewell, he never took the initiative to contact Eleven, and Eleven never thought of contacting him.

This is what they have agreed with each other from the beginning, if they have to see each other until the day they have to meet, it is better to never see each other again in this life. They ate, drank, and slept together in the underground palace, watching the sky above the desert change from day to night, and from deep night to scorching white; Watching the poisonous scorpions crawl among the yellow gravel, borrowing and borrowing and dying and rebirthing; Watch the caravan slowly walk past the dungeon...... They have lived thousands of days like this.

However, until they left Mobei and returned to Western Vietnam, the secret between them remained a secret.

For years, they didn't even know each other's real names. Now that I think about it, it really doesn't seem like a word. But Ji Jun knew that Eleven must also understand that it was the most appropriate thing for them not to confide their real names like the other party.

The people who have been killed, the evil things they have done, only in this way can it seem that they can go away with their separation, and one day they will be lost in the long river of time, and no one will know about it again.

But they are clearly a "brother" who can give up their lives, and in the end, they still have not completely broken off, and they still leave each other a way to connect.

As long as they are willing, there is still a chance to meet and reunite in this life.

Ji Jun held that method in his hand. I haven't wanted to see him for many years, but this time I suddenly can't help it.

The more dangerous the road ahead, the more he wanted to find a reliable person to accompany him.

There are many sons under the knee of his father, King Jing. But none of these people can make Ji Jun feel at ease. Hugh said that the chair he wanted in the imperial city of Kyoto was the position of the prince of Jingwangfu, which was enough for them to eye, and no one would trust these people.

What's more, when he left the house when he was a teenager, he was not close to his parents, and he was even more estranged from these brothers and sisters.

There is no emotion. How can you expect them to fight with him?

The danger will never go away on its own, and he desperately needs someone who can stand side by side with him.

Ji Jun hugged his small body. The eldest son, who was born in pink and jade, looked at him slightly—and now, it was time to meet Eleven.

If he gains the world, this vast and vast river and mountain. He was reluctant to give it to others. If it was eleven, he must have set aside a fief for it early.

Frowning slightly, he leaned over, put his son down lightly, looked sideways at the princess, and said, "I have something urgent to do, and you don't have to wait for me for dinner." ”

Bai Ying, the princess of the world, looked up at him, unable to tell from the expression on his face what this urgent matter had to do with it. She took her mind. Smiled slightly and nodded in response. If he wanted her to know what it was. He would speak on his own, but he didn't mention it, and of course she didn't want to ask, so she didn't have to be bored.

After a while, the princess got up to send him out, and when the people were gone, she returned to her son and stood there in contemplation for a moment.

Then he slowly leaned down, kissed his son's milky cheek gently, and said almost like a whisper: "For you, I have to think of letting my grandfather give up my aunt's vein and stand behind King Jing's mansion." ”

She married into the Jingwang Mansion, of course, she became a person in the Jingwang Mansion, and the first thing she planned was naturally her son and husband.

The princess had a gentle smile on her face, but there was a resolute and sharp look in her eyes.

The early summer wind and unknown birds swept over the Jingwang Mansion together, carrying the increasingly hot temperature, straight north.

However, Kyoto, which is caged in a strange atmosphere, is like a piece of ice that will not melt, and no matter how fierce and fierce the sun is, there is still no sign of melting at all. The scorching sun scorched for two days, and the next day was obscured by layers of dark clouds, leaving only a few faint white lights.

By the afternoon, it was getting darker.

Xie Shuning sat on the big kang near the window, carefully looking through the news he got from Xiao Runzi.

Shu Yan couldn't contact Ji Tongying, and she had no way. Something is wrong, the news that Emperor Su Fang wants to build the "twelfth floor" has also spread, she feels ridiculous when she listens to it, but in the previous life, Emperor Su Fang didn't talk about building any towers, he didn't even have the emperor, so Xie Shuning didn't know what the situation would become in the future. She just thought that because of the incident between Concubine Shu and Empress Xiao Li back then, what Emperor Su Fang did would only get worse and worse in the future.

Because it has been planted, all that we have to do in the coming day is to reap the fruit.

It's irreversible.

Therefore, regardless of whether this "twelfth floor" can really be built, at least Emperor Sufang's approach is very wrong and absurd.

He has begun to make mistakes in such a tight matter, and it is inevitable that the harem will also be involved. The gun shot out the first bird, there was no queen mother on it, and the imperial concubine was more dazzling than anyone else when she went to that station.

Xie Shuning was anxious in her heart, and couldn't help but follow the path of Xiao Runzi.

Wang Ren has lived in Dongchang for a long time, and now it is Xiao Runzi who is serving in front of Emperor Sufang, if something really happens in the palace, Xiao Runzi will of course know better than anyone else.

She asked Xiao Runzi for help, and Xiao Runzi got a clear word from Wang Ren to pay attention to the imperial concubine and the crown princess, so she naturally understood that Wang Ren had no intention of watching from the sidelines, and Xie Shuning was not someone else, so as soon as he got Xie Shuning's message, he sent someone to reply to her.

Xie Shuning only received it a quarter of an hour ago, and before anyone informed Shu Yan, he only retreated and hid in the inner room to look at it carefully.

Things were far worse than she expected.

However, the worst thing is that even Xiao Runzi doesn't know why Emperor Su Fang suddenly became interested in offending the imperial concubine for a little nobleman.

The part about the prince in the letter is also ambiguous, with three or two sentences. I'm afraid that Xiao Runzi is afraid that she is a girl who has not left the cabinet. Many things are inconvenient to explain so that she knows. But in this way, Xie Shuning can be sure of what Emperor Su Fang did to the crown prince. It's very filthy.

The emperor, in the end, is still out of normalcy.

She stared at the ink on the letter, speculating wildly that since Emperor Su Fang had already made a move, how could Princess Huihe, who was at marriageable age, be spared.

She frowned tightly, and suddenly heard Qing Fei outside hurriedly knocking on the door to call her. When he was distracted, he cleared his throat and raised his voice to let people come in and speak.

As soon as the bamboo curtain was lifted, Qingfei strode in. He gasped softly and said, "Miss, Pingjiaozhuang handed over the news, saying that Mr. Yun is sick." ”

After Xie Shuning decided to stay in Kyoto for the time being, he sent a letter to Mr. Yun Zhan to inform him as soon as possible. Therefore, Mr. Yun Zhan knew that she was still in Beijing. But Mr. Yun Zhan has always lived a hermit-like life. Most of the time, she was looking for him, and Mr. Yun Zhan almost never took the initiative to find her.

She thought about it carefully, there was a time before when Mr. Yun Zhan fell and dislocated his arm, and he didn't even tell her half a word, if she didn't happen to send someone to Zhuangzi to deliver something, I was afraid that there would be no chance to know at all.

This time, Zhuangzi took the initiative to deliver the news, but I was afraid that he was very sick!

Xie Shuning hurriedly accepted the letter. Xia Kang pulled his shoes and asked Qing Fei: "Where is the messenger now?" ”

Qing Fei said: "Wait in the gatehouse." ”

"Call someone in. I'll meet you in person and ask for a few words. Xie Shuning hurriedly dressed and ordered to go down.

Qing Fei answered and left.

After a while, Xie Shuning saw someone, only to know that the person who came was sent by Yun Guihe to report the news this time.

She asked anxiously, "Can you ask the doctor to take a look?" ”

The little guy who came up from Zhuang nodded and replied, "I have been invited, but the doctor said that it was a serious disease, and he only prescribed a few painkillers and left." ”

Ill disease?

Xie Shuning pondered these two words, her heart was worried, and she hurriedly asked, "What kind of evil disease?" ”

"The little one can't understand, the doctor only said that Mr. Yun's disease is caused by the old disease that has accumulated over the years, and no matter how much medicine he takes, he is afraid that it will be difficult to cure it." The little guy thought about it carefully, and Zhengse replied.

Xie Shuning heard that something was wrong, her eyes changed slightly, and she frowned and asked, "Did the doctor say anything else?" ”

The little guy hesitated and said softly: "The doctor said, I'm afraid it's only half a year at most." ”

When Xie Shuning heard this, he blurted out: "Where did the quack doctor come from, he didn't know how to treat it and said such things!" ”

"Yun Gongzi also means this, so I specially sent a small one to you."

Xie Shuning bowed slightly, "You go back first, tell Senior Brother Sù, let him pack his things and enter the city with Master, and ask Doctor Lu to take a closer look." ”

Although Zhuangzi is clean, the place is remote and not a good place to recuperate. Only their master and apprentice live in Zhuangzi, one is terminally ill and the other is dumb, how can she rest assured, it is better to come by her side and take care of it nearby.

The worst plan, if Mr. Yun Zhan's illness is really unable to return to heaven, she can be a teacher for one day and a father for life, she can also do her filial piety and send him on his last journey.

However, in this way, the already small house is not enough to live in.

Kyoto is not easy to live in, and she does not have to worry about not being able to afford a house without a shortage of silver in hand, but it is equally inconvenient to buy it far away.

Fortunately, it was also luck that the resident next door was about to sell the house, and she didn't even look at the price after learning the news, so she sent someone to buy it.

By the time Yun Zhan's master and apprentice arrived, she had already sent someone to clean everything up. Yun Zhan's master and apprentice's things moved in, and with a little rectification, they could live there.

The group met, and before they could say a few words, Xie Shuning first asked Lu Kong to diagnose Yun Zhan's pulse.

She went out to talk with Yun Guihe.

The two talked quickly in sign language, talking about Yun Zhan's condition.

No one noticed that Yan Huai, who was dressed in a dark Luo robe, was squatting on a tree not far away, looking at Yun Guihe who was talking to Xie Shuning from afar. (To be continued......)

PS: Crying blind.,It's rare to be in good shape today and finish writing early.,As a result, I couldn't open the backstage for an hour.,It always shows that you can't receive a number of jù or something.,I almost thought I couldn't change it today...... The latest update time is late, and I'm really sorry for everyone~ Strive to adjust......

PS: Thanks to wangnanlele, baleben, and the white rose in the moonlight for the pink~~