The next day, Yan Lingge was woken up by a nightmare early in the morning.

In her dream, she once again saw Nangong Qiyue being shot through the chest by the enemy's feather arrows.

So after waking up gasping for breath, she slowed down for a while, and then looked at her side in horror and didn't know when she woke up, but she was quiet and silent.

"Pan'er. ”

Gently holding Pan'er in his arms, Yan Lingge wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeve.

"Daddy...... Daddy......"

"Pan'er misses her father?"

Listening to Pan'er calling "Daddy", Yan Lingge frowned, sighed, and said, "Then it's better for us to go to Daddy, how about it?"

"Daddy...... Daddy......"

Chong Yan Lingge waved her round little fist, and Pan'er grinned very happily.

However, at this moment, the closed door suddenly "creaked" and was opened from the outside.

Immediately after, Yihe walked in in a bit of a hurry and panic.

"Yihe, you're not at home with your father, what are you doing when you come back early in the morning?"

Seeing that Yihe looked like he was about to cry, Yan Lingge asked with concern, "Why are the circles under my eyes red, but what's wrong?"

"Husband...... Madame......"

Walked quickly two steps to the side of the bed, and looked at Yan Lingge with a smile.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that Yihe was so abnormal at this time, for some reason, Yan Lingge only felt that his heart began to sink slowly, and the clothes on his body that had just been soaked in cold sweat due to nightmares suddenly stuck to his body again.

So she couldn't help but hug the little man in her arms and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Madame......"

Looking at Yan Lingge with tears in his eyes, Yihe knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Whatever happens, say!"

Maybe it was because his arm was tightened too tightly and hurt the little person in his arms, so Pan'er suddenly began to cry. But in Yan Lingge's impression, Pan'er has never cried so loudly as she did at this moment.

Therefore, Yan Lingge gently patted the hoarse little man crying in his arms, and stared straight at Yihe, who lowered his head and trembled his shoulders.

"Yihe, don't challenge my patience, say it. ”

"Ma'am, just ...... I'm with my mother...... Together we went out to buy something, and on the street, I ...... I listen to people on the street...... are all preaching, saying...... Say...... Say ......"

"Say what!"

Seeing Yihe's speech, Yan Lingge reprimanded, "What are they preaching?"

"They say general...... General he ......"

"Nangong Qiyue?"

As soon as he heard that the matter was related to Nangong Qiyue, Yan Lingge asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"They said, "The general is suffering...... Seriously injured, I'm afraid it's ...... Even...... I'm afraid that I have already been martyred. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

From the moment he heard Yihe say that this matter was related to Nangong Qiyue, Yan Lingge felt that his hands and feet began to feel cold. And when she heard the words "martyrdom" from Yihe's mouth, for a moment, she only felt that her chest was unusually dull, and it was so dull that it was a little difficult to breathe.

"Ma'am, ma'am!"

Knowing that Yan Lingge definitely didn't believe the news, Yihe raised his head and wanted to tell her that it was just a rumor among the common people. But what she didn't expect was that as soon as she raised her head, she saw Yan Lingge holding Pan'er in one hand and the clothes on her chest tightly in the other, with no blood on her face.

"Ma'am, this ...... It's just rumors, it's all ...... It's all my fault...... It's me who is bad, I ...... I shouldn't have said anything nonsense...... For Madame. ”

Yan Lingge's appearance at this time scared Yihe a lot, and she blamed herself for being in a panic, and she wanted to go to the doctor quickly. However, as soon as she left the door, she hit a man headbutt.

"Book...... Book and ink?"

Ignoring the pain on his head, after Yihe saw that the person who was hit was Xie Shumo, he grabbed Xie Shumo's arm like a life-saving straw.

"Shumo, Master Xie Xiaohou...... Is Master Xie here? Madam...... Madame she ......"

"What's wrong with her, ma'am?"

Seeing that Yihe was in a hurry and panicked, crying uncontrollably, Xie Shumo hurriedly asked.

"I put the street ...... Rumors on the street say...... Said to Madame, and after Madame listened, she ...... She ......"

"What did you say?"

Although Yihe's words were intermittent, Xie Shumo already understood what he meant, after all, he came here at this time precisely for this matter.

So he hurriedly helped Yihe, who couldn't walk steadily, back to the room, and Xie Shumo hurriedly walked to Yan Lingge.

"Ma'am?"

called twice in a row, but Yan Lingge's eyes were straight, and she didn't react, Pan'er was still crying in her arms, and her crying voice seemed to be a little hoarse.

Xie Shumo knew that she was confused for a while, so in a hurry, he motioned to Yihe to take Pan'er away, then walked to the table and poured half a cup of cold water, which was splashed on Yan Lingge's face.

"Huh?"

The cold water sprinkled on his face, and Yan Lingge suddenly came back to his senses. As soon as she regained her senses, she jumped out of bed and ran out barefoot.

"Ma'am. ”

Seeing Yan Lingge's panicked appearance, Yihe called her anxiously, but she turned a deaf ear. However, just when Xie Shumo wanted to run to stop her, Xie Runzhu's figure suddenly appeared and hugged her in time.

"Don't stop me!"

No matter who it was, Yan Lingge tried his best to break free of Xie Runzhu's arm. Just when Xie Runzhu was about to be overwhelmed by Yan Lingge's strength, Wei Yinque suddenly appeared behind her, and quickly shot out and clicked a few times on her back.

"She's ......"

Seeing Yan Lingge's body fall softly in his arms, Xie Runzhu picked her up horizontally, and looked at Wei Yinque with a worried face with some caution.

"Don't worry, I ...... I'm a friend of my wife. ”

It is better not to reveal his identity now, so Wei Yinque lowered his head and explained.

"It's cold outside, let's send Madame back to the room first. ”

"Hmm. ”

Although she was still a little suspicious and wary of Wei Yinque, Xie Runzhu saw that the worried look on her face didn't look like a fake, so she couldn't bother with her identity for a while.

After arriving at the house, Xie Runzhu put Yan Lingge on the bed and covered the quilt, and then quietly breathed a sigh of relief. But when he saw Pan'er still crying in Yihe's arms, a trace of sympathy was added to his sad face.

"The eldest prince is here at this moment, but it's because of General Nangong!"

His eyes motioned for Yihe to hug Pan'er, who was crying non-stop, and Wei Yinque asked Xie Runzhu tentatively.

"Hmm. ”

Nodding solemnly, Xie Runzhu forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

The news of Qi Yue's accident had just come out of the palace, but I didn't expect that the people in the entire capital already knew about it. It is clear that someone is playing tricks in the shadows.

And the people in the dark don't have to think about it to know that it must be the prime minister and the king of Lin'an who set off the Lidan Rebellion!

It's disgusting!

After scolding the two of them fiercely in his heart, Xie Runzhu looked straight at Wei Yinque, who was standing beside him with his head down.

"Did you hear about it this morning?"

"It's not. ”

Shaking his head gloomily, Wei Yinque said: "I originally went to Chengyu City a few days ago, but I didn't expect that after the two armies started fighting, the demon girl in Lidan actually used the demon method to severely hurt the general...... He...... He was ...... from his injuries"

"You went to Chengyu City?"

Clenching his fists, Xie Runzhu suppressed his grief.

"Since you are a friend of the princess, what are you doing in Chengyu City?"

"Go...... Go and help Madame see the general. ”

Trying to organize his own language, in case Xie Runzhu saw the mistake, Wei Yinque said in a low voice.

"Oh. ”

Even if she still has doubts about Wei Yinque's words, Xie Runzhu has no intention of investigating it at this time, as long as this woman has no bad intentions, as for why she went to Chengyu City, she doesn't want to say it.

So after answering, Xie Runzhu just wanted to pick up a towel to help Yan Lingge wipe the sweat on his forehead, but when he turned his head, he found that Yan Lingge had woken up and stared at the top of the tent with empty eyes.

"Madame!"

Seeing that Yan Lingge woke up so quickly, Wei Yinque was surprised. Obviously, she sealed Madame's acupoint just now, it stands to reason that she shouldn't wake up so quickly!

"Princess?"

When Yan Lingge woke up, Xie Runzhu was afraid that she would hurt himself again, so he hurriedly sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the starless person on the bed worriedly.

“......”

Regarding the voices of Wei Yinque and Xie Runzhu, Yan Lingge turned a deaf ear. She lay there silently, feeling as if she were in a dream.

Obviously, last night Nangong Qiyue also asked Yinque to bring a letter back to herself, isn't it? Obviously, Nangong Qiyue also apologized to herself in the letter, Mingming, this morning, she planned to take Pan'er to Chengyu City to find him.

That...... What Yihe said, she said that the people in the street were preaching...... Talking about Nangong Qiyue's serious injury...... This...... How is this possible? I have tried with him more than once before, and with his martial arts, it is not difficult to stand proudly in the rivers and lakes. If that's the case, why then...... Why was he so badly injured? and why was he ...... because of his injuries? Whereas...... Whereas......

The word "death", Yan Lingge didn't even want to think about it anyway. She couldn't accept it, so suddenly, Nangong Qiyue actually ...... Not really...... Not in this world?

How is this possible?

How...... What could possibly?

"Princess. ”

Looking at Yan Lingge's face as paper-colored and lifeless, but he couldn't stop crying, Xie Runzhu only felt that his heart was about to be crushed by that drop of tears.

So he took out the brocade and gently helped Yan Lingge wipe away the tears in his eyes, and said softly: "Princess, please mourn." ”

"Section...... Mourning?"

His eyes rolled, and Yan Lingge looked at Xie Runzhu blankly.

"Runzhu, you...... Tell me, that message, is ...... It's fake, isn't it?"

"Princess. ”

Listening to Yan Lingge's words that were light, but revealed a glimmer of hope in despair, Xie Runzhu's mouth moved, but he could only remain silent.

Seeing him like this, Yan Lingge only felt a pain in his heart and a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood vomited out of his mouth.