What Luo Yao did in the days after leaving, Qing Ling had no way to guess, and completely gave up speculation.

Even when she returned to the Vermilion Bird Palace and saw Ah Jing after a long absence, she didn't have the slightest idea of asking for verification.

So many things have happened, so many people have been killed and injured, and it may not matter who wants to calculate whom. As long as she is strong enough and vigilant enough to make sure that the people she cares about are safe and sound.

Qing Ling was dressed as Jin Tian, and followed behind Emperor Hao and Queen Fangshan with a solemn expression, and when he slowly climbed to the top of the sun and moon, he thought so in his heart.

The ceremony was opened by the great uncle. Because the deceased had no children, the younger brother Zhecheng performed the ritual of kneeling, and the rest of the siblings also stepped forward to chant prayers.

The eldest prince Mu Chen hurriedly came from the battlefield in Yuzhong early this morning, changed into a suit of armor, and stood beside Qing Ling elegantly in his clothes, with a touch of innate supreme dignity in his demeanor.

Mu Han and Ah Jing, who followed him behind him, were also dressed in plain clothes. Ah Jing seemed to be in a trance, and her eyes kept drifting in the direction of the viewing seat under the white stone steps. The expression on Mu Han's face was slightly tense, as if he was suppressing some emotion.

Prince Hao's biological mother, Concubine Xuan, also stood beside Emperor Hao, with red eyes and a very haggard face, but her demeanor was very calm and dignified from beginning to end.

She came from a humble background, and the only time in her life she stood side by side with the emperor and queen was at the sacrifice of her own son. Emperor Hao glanced sideways at Concubine Xuan, who had been smiling in his arms, and many emotions surged in his heart, sighing, and he took her hand regardless of etiquette and shook it lightly in his palm.

Queen Fangshan, who was standing on the other side, took in everything and sneered secretly in her heart.

has been a husband and wife for hundreds of years, and her grasp of Emperor Hao's mind is far better than others. is acting like this now, maybe it's really a little guilty and distressed. However, his main purpose is nothing more than to let himself understand that although Hao Chong is a concubine, he is also a child he cares about very much. This time Mu Han broke into a big disaster, although he didn't pursue it on the surface, he was afraid that he hated it tightly in his heart......

Queen Fang Shan secretly clenched her fists hidden in her sleeves.

Once the war in the south is over, this Lingxiao City is afraid that the sky will change.

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Hao Chan was buried in Hui Wei Peak outside the Suzaku Palace.

Mu Chen and Qing Ling closed the tomb with their own hands with their divine powers, turned around and solemnly worshiped again.

Mu Chen lightly dusted the hem of the heavy brocade white robe, bent down and straightened Qing Ling's skirt, got up and said to everyone: "Go back." ”

The people who came to Huiwei Peak were all peers and juniors of the same clan, as well as their dependents.

The prince of Osawa, as the fiancé of Emperor Qingling, is also among them. A dark robe made his face even paler after his injury. Every few steps, you have to cough with your fists over your lips.

Qing Ling followed Mu Chen step by step, as if he didn't pay attention at all, and didn't care about the illness of his fiancé behind him. However, Ah Jing walked two steps quickly, plucked up the courage to ask Luo Yao in a low voice, "Are you okay?" ”

Luo Yao smiled and nodded, "It's okay." ”

Ah Jing looked up at the gentle and shallow arc of his lips, and somehow, the corners of her eyes suddenly sour.

In front of her, he was always like this.

Always polite and calm, every move is so natural and decent, so that people can't find mistakes. She had been desperate to peek into his innermost thoughts through his mood swings. However, the handsome face, which always had a faint smile, contained a mystery that she could not see through, as if it were a mask that was so perfect that it was impossible to guess his truest thoughts.

Sometimes, she would rather he be angry with herself, like the hurried glance he glanced at Qing Ling outside the Silver Gate Hall that day, so fast, so fleeting, but there was a strong emotion that she had never seen in him......

In the days of recuperation in Fuyang, Ah Jing also repeatedly thought about the bits and pieces that happened between herself and Luo Yao. The more time passed, the more apprehensive his heart became, and the more he could no longer believe that he really had her in his heart. Otherwise, if there is such a big change, even if he is jealous of his father, he should not ignore himself from now on. For such a long time, she had been carrying the secret hope in her heart, hoping that he could send a few words, emphasizing that his heart was always tied to her.

However, there was always nothing.

After all, Ajing is a girl who grew up in the royal family, and in the end, she has to force herself to accept and understand the responsibilities that she has to assume in their position.

For the sake of the family and the big plan, it can only be like this.

But now she walked side by side with him, looking up at his handsome and pale face, and many of the reasons that she had thought she had persuaded her to accept her fate fell apart in an instant.

Perhaps, he doesn't like her as much as she thinks, or perhaps, he actually likes her but must consider the interests of the family and obey his father's wishes. But at least, he stood with her better than standing with Qingling!

From the beginning of the ritual to the present, he and Qing Ling have never glanced at each other. This kind of indifference and alienation, which is lazy to even make a play, has never been seen in any man or woman she knows who is tied together by family marriage.

Qing Ling followed Mu Chen's side, looked up at his quiet side face, and saw that the fair complexion in the past had deepened a little because of the long-term exposure during the march, and the lines at the bridge of the nose became more and more resolute, and between the delicate eyebrows and eyes, the handsome and leisurely that had made her heart beat like a drum when she first met him had faded, and was replaced by the fortitude and decisiveness unique to those who strategized and dispatched troops.

"When are you going back?" She asked.

Mu Chen glanced at the sky, "I'll leave immediately." Turning to Qing Ling, his eyes flashed with a gentle focus that left everything around him, "Since you have returned to the Vermilion Bird Palace, you can stay here with peace of mind." Those things that raise money, when Yan comes back from Daze, I will leave it all to him. ”

Chun Yuyan was entrusted by Qingling to go to Daze to deal with the matter of the Xuaniron mine. After this matter is done, it should also be a large amount of military funds.

At the beginning of Qingling's takeover of Chaoyan's taxation and support, he thought of finding out the evidence of the Fang Shan clan's extreme dereliction of duty and impeaching him in front of Emperor Hao, so as to bring down the supporting forces behind Mu Han step by step. However, Chun Yuyan persuaded her to abandon this plan and focus on raising private funds and secretly accumulating enough power to challenge the imperial power.

Now that this matter has finally come to fruition slightly, Qing Ling does not intend to stop there.

"It's better to wait for me to discuss it with Chun Yuyan, okay? He is now helping with the affairs of the Chunyu clan, and he does not have much time. ”

Mu Chen's tone was unmistakable, "If he is busy, naturally someone else will take over, so you don't have to worry about it." Last time, you were injured by the flame spirit, and your body is still weak, but now you are living in the palace and raising it, don't run around anymore. ”

Qing Lingluo looked around and was about to argue, but saw An Huaiyu wearing a plain jasmine smoke soft yarn, surrounded by several palace maids.

At this time, everyone had already walked to the lookout platform on the side of Huiwei Peak, and An Huaiyu and the other royal side rooms retreated here to wait earlier because of their slightly lower status. She saw from a distance that Wei Yuan had led Mu Chen's Danfeng mount to the lookout platform, and then she understood that Mu Chen would leave Beijing immediately, so she didn't care about being reserved anymore and walked over to him in full view of everyone.

The newlywed is goodbye, and it has been more than half a year in a blink of an eye.

An Huaiyu suppressed his excitement and stepped forward to salute, "Your Highness." ”

Since Mu Chen returned to the Vermilion Bird Palace this morning, he hadn't had time to say a word to An Huaiyu, and at this moment, seeing her cross the crowd and come to him, he couldn't help but look slightly stunned, and subconsciously glanced at the Qing Ling beside him.

Qing Ling lowered his eyes, a polite smile curled into the corner of his mouth, and he hesitated and moved a few steps to the side, giving up the place beside Mu Chen.

Mu Chen clenched his fingers, helped An Huaiyu up, and smiled gently, "Huaiyu." ”

An Huaiyu knew that he had come to Mu Chen on such an occasion, which was indeed inappropriate, and when he was uneasy, he was ready to be blamed.

However, Mu Chen's expression was as gentle and elegant as ever, which made her feel relieved at the same time, but she also blushed, and the closer she got closer, the more she didn't dare to look up at Mu Chen, she quickly turned around and said a few words to the maid, and presented a piece of clothing.

An Huaiyu said softly: "His Royal Highness is busy with the war ahead, and Huaiyu can't help much." In his spare time, he made a coat, hoping to shield His Highness from a little dust on the battlefield. ”

As he spoke, he took the robe from the maid and held it in front of Mu Chen.

In fact, a master of the Protoss who has cultivated to a high level like Mu Chen does not need heavy clothes to resist the wind and cold. But the robe is finely woven with Honghu down feathers, snow-white and delicate, full of luxury, which is very compatible with Mu Chen's temperament, it can be seen that An Huaiyu has indeed spent a lot of effort to prepare this gift.

Mu Chen took the clothes, handed them to the entourage behind him, and said to An Huaiyu: "I'm tired." ”

An Huaiyu shook his head shyly, but there was a faint disappointment in his heart.

I thought that he would immediately put on ......

I thought that he would raise his hand and brush his cheek like he did last time he parted.

Or, at least, say the last word of concern.

However, he only bowed his head politely, and his gaze lingered for a moment in the crowd around him, and then he turned and walked in the direction where his mount was waiting.

The forbidden army and the palace people lined up on both sides of the rooftop, waiting for the nobles to board the palace and return to the Suzaku Palace. In front of several imperial planes is a red-gold Danfeng with a wing. Its feathers were dazzling, and its expression was slightly unruly, and when it raised its neck to see Mu Chen, who was walking slowly, he excitedly flapped his huge wings, and let out a pleasant chirp from his mouth.

Mu Chen stood still in front of Danfeng, looked back and looked in the direction of Qingling again.

Danfeng and the master's mind are very similar, and when he saw this, he immediately followed Mu Chen's gaze, and saw Qingling not far away at a glance, so he quacked, flapped his wings, jumped and fell in front of Qingling, stretched his neck with a flattering face, and winked at her with a pair of clear phoenix eyes.

Qing Ling was amused by Danfeng's appearance, and couldn't help but reach out and stroke its neck hair, and called, "Tongtong." ”

Mu Chen seemed to be a little helpless and followed Tongtong back, and also raised his hand to touch its feathers, but his fingertips lightly touched Qing Ling's fingers under the fluff, and whispered, "I'm leaving." ”

Qing Ling withdrew his hand and nodded, "Take care." ”

Mu Chen was silent for a moment, smiled, and nodded, "Okay." ”

After saying that, he and his entourage jumped on their mounts, and under the escort of the forbidden army, they flew into the air and headed south.

Qing Ling looked up at the familiar figure and gradually disappeared from view. The moment he retracted his gaze, he saw An Huaiyu's hands folded in his heart, still looking at the south infatuatedly.

She was a little confused, and subconsciously looked away, but bumped into Ah Jing and Luo Yao standing on the other side.

One is delicate, the other is handsome.

Luo Yao looked at the sky silently, as if he was slightly distracted, but Ah Jing didn't pay any attention to the eldest brother who had just left under the gaze of everyone, and stared up at Luo Yao for a moment, as if at this moment, only the man in front of him was left in the heaven and earth.

Qing Ling looked away again.

Suddenly, I felt extremely lonely.