This familiar voice was clearly Ling Yi, who had disappeared for a few months, and Mo Shi also looked up, this person was clearly the eleventh prince, and in the past few months, they had also lost news of him. The old man glanced at Ling Yi stupidly, and was about to slip out when he touched it.

Ling Yi sat on the pedal next to the bed, his inky hair was draped behind him, and his chin was unshaven, where could he still see a little bit of the appearance of the beautiful man in the past. The pain in his eyes made Lan Junyao startled, and he looked behind him, only to find that there was a person lying flat on the bed, and the brocade quilt wrapped the whole person, and he couldn't see his face.

Ling Yi hadn't had a good night's sleep for months, and he didn't understand why his father had put him under house arrest. He disappeared from the eyes and ears of the crowd overnight, and they consciously closed their mouths.

He had been cut off from this world for several months, and there was only one deaf and dumb old eunuch in the courtyard, and even if he wanted to say a word to him, he couldn't. Such days almost tortured him to madness, and he still couldn't figure out why his father imprisoned him here, and why starlings didn't come to rescue him.

Thinking like this, day and night, he went to bed when he was tired, and when he woke up, he ate two bites of the food simmering in the small stove, and gradually confused day and night.

I don't know how long he spent in that small world, he watched every day as the morning sun rose in the east and the sun set in the west, and the leaves in the courtyard were not as lush as before.

He is not like in the past, every time before seeing his father, he will twitter and pester, Dequan keeps asking, or rather, he has finally grown up. The unevenness in his heart has long been consumed by the loneliness that is increasing day by day, and now that he is about to see his father, his heart is clear.

Dequan took him outside the Qianyuan Palace, stuffed him with a scroll of holy decree tied with gold silk in his arms, then turned around, tears fell from Dequan's eyes, "tick", the color of the bluestone became heavier, Ling Yi only glanced at it, didn't say anything, put away the holy decree and entered the room.

The chair where my father used to sit was now empty, and there was an envelope on the table, which read "My son Ling Yi personally opened". He unfolded the letter as instructed, and the vigorous small letters spread all over the paper, not in the same style as his father had done in the past.

He patiently read it line by line, and the further down he went, the more excited he gradually appeared on his face. When he saw the bottom of a letter, his eyes were full of red threads.

His months of imprisonment were mentioned in this letter, and his father had already calculated everything to this day, but it also left him with a dilemma. In the heart of his father, he still took this country as the biggest, and wasted his third brother's behind-the-scenes activities, thinking that he didn't know the heavens and the earth, and he couldn't even turn out of his father's Five Finger Mountain.

The father really played a good hand of chess, including his most beloved son and daughter, all of whom became a chess piece on this chessboard, taking heaven and earth as a game. He reached under his father's pillow, and the jade carved pillow was hollow, and his father's so-called edict was placed inside.

On this thin brocade was written something that made the world crazy, and all he had to do was wait. Ling Yi has been sitting since the morning, waiting for the old man, but he can't wait for his father, who has long since lost his voice. Yes, the one lying behind him is really the father who has been killed.

The edict of the father's emperor, the secret is not mourned, and the horse is looking for the eighth prince to return, and after he holds the edict in the Qianyuan Hall to succeed to the throne, the news can be made public to the world. When his father left, he also took the lives of several ministers in the court.

Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night, and this is only the first difficult question left to him by his father. The edict has words, and those who enter this Qianyuan Hall will be punished. This old man, who didn't know where his father came from, had vowed not to let anyone in, and now the first person he wanted to kill was her.

Ling Yi was puzzled by his father's actions, why he wanted to poison Lan Xiangye and his wife, but he was full of questions, and none of them could be exchanged for answers from the person in the bed. He raised his head and looked at Lan Junyao who was holding a dagger like a little hedgehog on the other side with a complicated expression, he didn't want to hurt him.

The secret guard in the hands of his father was temporarily placed in his hands, and since he saw this letter, he sent people to the border to look for the starling, and he only had to guard it until the starling returned. It's just that right now he doesn't know how to face the woman whose face has lost its temperature.

I still remember the first time I saw her, the horse was frightened, and the mother and daughter he saw in the chaos who were about to be squeezed down the river by the crowd were just a glimpse, and her body fell straight down like a butterfly that had lost its wings, which was so beautiful that it was terrifying.

He still liked the way she looked angry with her cheeks puffed out and her big eyes, but since she mysteriously disappeared and returned, he had never seen her like that again, as she did today.

In the eight years since she disappeared, Starling sent his subordinates to look for her everywhere, and even her father and emperor also sent people, if it weren't for the fact that the Prime Minister still kept some of her old things, he would have thought that there was no such person in this world.

That day, while the starling was in court, he sneaked to the starling's study, and inadvertently knocked down the books on the table, but saw the portrait that fell with the books in the book, she was a scenery he had never seen, and her eyebrows and eyes smiled into a crooked appearance, not as restrained as the average boudoir woman, such a smile made the corner of people's hearts become soft, not as skinny and smiling as today.

As if he had glimpsed some remarkable secret, Ling Yi tiptoed back into place the books and tucked the portrait between the pages.

"My father is gone. Ling Yi looked at her eyes, these eyes had been contaminated with earthly impurities, and they were no longer as clear as they had seen at the beginning, even if he was like this, he was still impossible to underestimate.

Lan Junyao's hand holding the dagger trembled, and soon returned to its original state, even if she died, she couldn't vent her hatred, he called so many people to be buried with him, and she made him unstable after death.

"So what?" Lan Junyao raised her eyebrows, the firmness in her eyes made people feel a headache.

"The dead are gone, but the living are greater. Ling Yi flattened his mouth, a thin layer of skin appeared on his lips, and when he touched his lips as he spoke, blood streaks came out. He licked his chapped lips, heh, he hadn't eaten oil and salt this day.

Even he himself couldn't fool himself when he said these thin words, so why did he expect others to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot? He laughed at it, but he was ordered by his father to kill all the people who entered this Qianyuan Palace.

"Why didn't he think that the living were the greatest when he ordered someone to attack my father and mother? Why didn't he think that the living were the greatest when he planted the poison of drunken red dust on this group of officials in the court? This is the answer that even a three-year-old child knows, Ling Yi, are you going back the more you live?" Lan Junyao didn't quarrel with him anymore, his subordinates kept moving, and stabbed him towards the bed behind him.

This small bed is for the emperor to take a rest when he is tired, and now that he is dead, he can't sleep on the dragon bed in the palace.

Ling Yi rose from the ground, the short sword that he temporarily grabbed from the side could not escape the fate of being cut off by Lan Junyao, he had seen the power of the dagger in her hand, and he missed the blow, and hurriedly retreated.

Behind him was the body of his father, Ling Yi stepped on the side of the bed, and a harrier turned over, which was in front of Lan Junyao. The dagger that forced her to be aggressive had to be pushed to the side, she still remembered what Ling Yi had said to her that day, she didn't want to hurt the innocent.

"Get out of the way, the sword has no eyes, don't blame me for being ruthless if you do this again. Lan Junyao clenched her teeth, looking at Ling Yi, who was tired in front of her, and her heart became more and more unbearable.

"He is my father. No matter how many bad things he has done, he has always been his father who has held himself in the palm of his hand since he was a child, and even if he dies, he cannot tolerate others trampling on him.

"He gave birth to a good and filial son. Lan Junyao stomped her feet, and Mo Shi behind her was about to step forward and entangle Ling Yi. Even if there was the Heavenly King Lao Tzu standing in front of him, he had to obey Miss Lan's orders before the master returned.

"Ghost sorrow!" Seeing that the dagger in Lan Junyao's hand was about to stab down on the bed, Ling Yi raised his voice, he shouldn't have scattered all the secret guards outside the hall, such as the skills of these two people, they could sneak in from the heavy guards.

Ghost sorrow is the old man who is guarding in the middle of the hall, his appearance is ugly, and he can't tolerate others to talk about it, over time, the people of the rivers and lakes give the title "Ghost Sorrow", this old man's ability is actually not small.

The old man's figure was even a few points faster than lightning, and before Ling Yi's words fell, he appeared on the bed, his hands clenched into fists, and the general blocked the dagger's intentions.

"Hehe, little girl, if you want to hurt him, you have to pass my level first. The old man's body hung upside down, hooking the bamboo of the bed with one foot, and the whole person blocked the entrance of the gauze tent, sealing the entrance in a diagonal line.

"Ghost see, what benefits did he promise you, if I give you double, how about you sit back and watch?" Lan Junyao said, and he had already made thirty moves with him in his hand. The ghost is worried, and the characters with the same name as Baicao Scholar, Ying Xingzi and others, she is slightly annoyed, where did this ghost emperor find these old immortals, and he can make people use them for him.

"The little girl doesn't have to waste her lips and tongues, I promised others that I won't change, which no amount of money can buy. The ghost saw the trick and saw the move, and there was a trace of appreciation for her in her heart, the little girl was steady and steady, and her fist and foot kung fu were also outstanding today.

After doing this, he will be able to go freely. If it weren't for the fact that these two people fulfilled Baicao's wish, they would have been killed by him the moment they touched it. With the chaos of the rivers and lakes, it was not only the Baicao scholar who disappeared, but also his ghosts.

Although he is moody, he is also a grateful person, Baicao saved his life, and he repaid it with half a lifetime of protection, the deceased is gone, and he can also go to the scourge of the rivers and lakes.