On the outskirts of Liangdu, the wind is blowing slowly, the sun is not too strong, and the weather is not too hot.

In the pavilion, at the table, two men sat beside the stone table, and behind them, there was a man in a strong suit standing behind them, both with a calm face.

"Brother Murong, are you still having fun in this Dongyue country these days? In a few days, I will take you to Nanyao Kingdom, I believe that it will be more interesting over there than here. The man in a snow suit drank tea and said to the man in Tsing Yi opposite.

Hearing this, Murong Yichen smiled and said, "So, thank you Brother Yan." But......" he continued, with a slight movement of his eyebrows, "I don't know the wind...... Is Feng Lingxuan also in Nanyao Kingdom? ”

Looking at the man opposite, Yan Lingxiao put down the teacup in his hand, and he said with a smile: "Master is naturally in Nanyao Kingdom, and he has been staying in Nanyao Country all these years, and that is his home." He came to Dongyue just to relax, and some time ago he went back first because he was unwell. ”

"Does his body matter?" Murong Yichen's expression changed, and he hurriedly asked. He frowned, and when he was small, he knew that he was not in good health, and now after all these years, is his health still so bad? Yes, he left his homeland and came here alone, how can his health be good.

Yan Lingxiao smiled slightly and said, "Brother Murong, don't worry, I have always treated my master as a father, so naturally I will take care of him carefully, you don't have to worry, when you return to Nanyao Kingdom with me, you will naturally be able to see him." ”

Nodding, Murong Yichen took a sip of the teacup casually, but his expression was still a little depressed.

"Actually, I've always been curious, where Brother Murong came from, in Master's occasional words over the years, I only know that he comes from a very distant place, but it doesn't seem to be a place I know, like this, it's that I'm lonely." A glimmer of light flashed in Yan Lingxiao's eyes and continued.

Murong Yichen glanced at the person opposite, his mind flickered, and he said with a smile: "Brother Yan knows well, it is indeed from a very distant place in Xia, and it does not belong here, but it is not much different from here, but it is a long story, and it is not clear for a while." ”

"Then what is the relationship between Brother Murong and Master? Of course, it was a bit abrupt for me to ask this, but it was about Master, and I had to care. Yan Lingxiao continued.

Glancing at Yan Lingxiao, Murong Yichen said, "He is one of the most respected people in my life. I had to find him, take him back, and I wanted to tell him that I wasn't him after all. He will never forget the day he said to him before he threw him up the cliff, that they had the same name, and that he would be him from now on, but what if the name was the same, his place in their hearts would never be replaced.

"Brother Murong, Brother Murong?" Yan Lingxiao looked at Murong Yichen, who was slightly distracted, and said in surprise.

Being shouted by Yan Lingxiao like this, Murong Yichen came back to his senses and smiled, "Brother Yan, is there something?" ”

Yan Lingxiao shook her head slightly, "It's okay, I came today to tell Brother Murong that I have some things to deal with these days, and I still need Brother Murong to help me at that time, so that we can return to Nanyao Kingdom soon." ”

"Brother Yan is his apprentice, and he is commensurate with his brother, if there is anything, you can tell me." Murong Yichen said with a smile.

Is that so? Yan Lingxiao nodded, "So, thank you Brother Murong." ”

The two of them exchanged pleasantries for a while, and I don't know how long it took, but there were only two people left in the pavilion.

"Master, can this Yan Lingxiao really be trusted? As far as we know, he is the emperor of Nanyao Kingdom, and now he is going to marry the princess of this Dongyue Kingdom, why is he still in this Dongyue Kingdom at this time, and is he really his apprentice? You know the Lord better than anyone else. Master, my subordinates always feel that this Yan Lingxiao is not as simple as we see, although you don't have to experience this imperial power struggle, you can understand it when you think about it. Nangong Xiang Han said with deep eyes, the previous encounter was too strange.

Murong Yichen got up and looked at the barrenness of the mountain, he said in a deep voice: "How is Yan Lingxiao, I don't know, and I don't want to know, I just want to find him now, you know, it's been more than ten years, we have been looking for him for more than ten years, and in the end, how can I let go of any possibility of finding him." ”

Nangong nodded to Han and stopped talking.

The Six Princes' Mansion, because of Mu Yangtian's previous public announcement that he wanted to crown Mu Jingnan as the general of Zhennan, some officials would come to visit from time to time during this time. There are even times when some ladies will bring their daughters to visit, of course, to visit Yunyan. However, for this matter, Mu Jingnan and Yun Yan's attitude was to close the door. Because of Mu Yangtian's holy decree, they were almost on the cusp, and they would not be criticized at this moment.

Soon it was July, and Yun Yan basically stayed in the Six Princes' Mansion during this time, except for going to Linglong Pavilion, and Mu Jingnan had become more and more busy since Mu Yangtian wanted to crown him as the general of Zhennan, and basically he would not come back once for several days. Occasionally, when I came back, I also accompanied her to have a meal, and then left in a hurry. In this regard, she knew in her heart that he was planning for the future, and she did not force him to stay.

In the afternoon, the Pavilion of the Moon

Yun Yan looked at the piano that had been wound on the table, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, her hand unconsciously touched the strings, and the rhythm was not bad, she smiled with satisfaction, got up and put the piano on the top of the cabinet in the corner.

However, just when Yun Yan returned to the table, suddenly her body trembled, and the whole person fell to the ground, fortunately, she grabbed the edge of the table with one hand, but in the middle of the situation, the tablecloth was torn off by her, and with a "bang", the utensils on the table were scattered all over the ground. At this moment, she didn't care about these at all, the whole person knelt on the ground, her hands tightly covered her heart, and the black and red blood at the corners of her mouth overflowed uncontrollably.

"Ahem......" She coughed while wiping the blood from the corners of her mouth, her cheeks, which were originally jade-like, were as pale as paper at the moment, and there was black and red blood everywhere on her hands, face, and clothes. No matter how she wiped it, the blood flowed out like a spring, and it couldn't be stopped.

Yun Yan slowly leaned her head against the foot of the table, one of her hands pressed her heart tightly, as if thousands of swords were stabbing inside, the pain seemed to be transferred, spreading to the whole body, she only felt that her whole body was wrapped in a sense of pain. She clutched the ground with her other hand, trying to hold back, her nails were worn out, and her five fingers were already wrapped in black blood.

The pain was about to suffocate her, was she going to die? How can it be so fast, there is still time. Yun Yan leaned crookedly at the foot of the table, she was blindfolded, looking ahead, she only felt as if her mind was gradually withdrawing, everything in front of her was gradually becoming unclear, and the pain in her body was about to drown her, and she was almost unconscious.

"Ahem......" Yun Yan couldn't stop coughing, and the black and red blood at the corners of his mouth sprayed everywhere along with the coughing sound. She bit her lip tightly and wanted to stand up, but the strength in her body seemed to be drained, she couldn't stand, she could only choose to climb, she leaned forward slowly, and the whole person fell to the ground. She snorted, slowly shifted, and crawled towards the door.

Feeling that the light in front of her was getting bigger, Yun Yan's heart relaxed slightly, she should be almost at the door, but now she is almost unable to move an inch, her body is trembling, and she can't shout at all. As long as she climbs out, Bishui may be able to see her.

Suddenly, with a "bang", a coffee table not far away fell to the ground, and the tea cup that was originally held on it also fell to the ground, and the soup inside spilled on the ground.

Yun Yan coughed, her buried head slowly lifted up, is it blue water? Her hand slowly stretched forward, and her mouth whispered, "Bi...... Clear water ......"

The woman in purple not far away looked at the woman prostrate on the ground at the door in astonishment, the black blood all over her body, the messy hair hanging on her face, and most importantly, her angry appearance, is this still the woman who was sharp and cold and elegant in the past?

The vague figure in front of him gradually froze together, Yun Yan looked at the stunned figure not far away, and was shocked, how could it be her. She lowered her head and slowly withdrew her hand, trying to hide her sickness, but the more she covered up, the more black blood on her hands, the more piercing her eyes were.

Looking at this scene, Ziying's mind retracted, she forced herself to calm down, ran up quickly, and directly helped Yun Yan to the inner room.

Although Yun Yan wanted to refuse, she couldn't stop her at this moment, so she could only let her help her to the couch.

Ziying frowned and looked at Yun Yan, and said in a low voice, "I'll go and ask you for a doctor." He turned around and wanted to leave. However, she suddenly felt the power in her hand, and she couldn't help but stop, and turned her head to look at her arm, where a hand stained with black blood was grasping her.

"No, don't...... Go, it's useless......" Yun Yan said as he coughed.

Hearing this, Ziying turned to look at her and said in a deep voice, "What the hell is going on?" She really couldn't compare that imposing woman to the fragile woman she was now.

"No one can cure my disease...... I'll get through it...... Only...... It's okay, don't, don't tell him......" The corners of Yun Yan's mouth were raised, his voice was still low, and he looked at Ziying with a persistent expression.

She's all like this, and she's not going to let him know, aren't she? Looking at the frail woman on the couch, a trace of emotion flashed in Ziying's expression, and she whispered: "Let's not talk about whether you can get through it, if one day he knows that we are hiding your condition, he will go crazy at that time." ”

"That's better than ...... Crazy now...... Good...... I'm not going to die......" Yun Yan said as she coughed, she slowly closed her eyes, she had no extra strength, she couldn't even open her eyes. How could she die so easily, at least, not yet.

Opening her mouth, Ziying looked at the woman on the couch in surprise, she used to think that she didn't deserve to be by her side, but now that she thinks about it, she was wrong. Would you rather die than drag him down for half a point? She looked at her with a little more approval in her eyes.

It's just, can she really hide it from him like this? He is afraid that he cares more about her affairs than anyone else. And these days, she seems to have heard something investigating in Lonely City, as if it has something to do with her, and most importantly, can she really survive like this?