"This Ling Ruoxi, with a clear distinction between public and private, really has a bit of a shadow of Yun Si. How is the young master? ”

"Go back to the Lord, it's all right. Ling Ruoxi's sword didn't hurt the vital point, after all, she had a kind of affection for the young master. ”

This person is the mysterious national teacher of Nancang Kingdom, Leng Fang Sacrifice. Fifteen years ago, he wandered to Nancang, and he didn't know what method he used, and he won the trust of the little emperor. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is under one man and above ten thousand.

This battle of Yangcheng is what he strongly advocates.

"Ling Ruoxi gave a big gift."

"Yes, my subordinates will go right away."

Leng Fangxian smiled at the corner of his mouth, Nangong Chen, what you owe me, I will get it back after all.

After walking for more than a month, I returned to Kyoto as if I had lost my life.

"The minister is fortunate not to be dishonored and repel the enemy army."

"No courtesy, General Ling has worked hard all the way, go back early and rest."

Haochu's matter had already reached the capital, and he thought that when he returned to the palace to resume his life, the emperor would ask about it anyway, but he didn't want to, so he sent her away in just a few words, without mentioning Chu Haochu's matter.

"Your Majesty, why don't you ask General Ling?"

Nangong Chen was on the city tower, looking at it from a distance, the entire imperial city was in full view, and he didn't answer Liu Sifang's words.

"Xiao Yin, the palace is not clean, go and deal with it. Also, Chu Hao came back from the dead, and when the Gaoshan Country was in the first battle, I am afraid that there is something strange, so I will find out. ”

"Yes."

For Ling Ruoxi, he didn't know what emotions to use to face it. Ling Ruoxi is the child of Ling Yunsi and other men, and it is evidence that she betrayed him.

But Nangong Chen knew very well that he still loved her, although he didn't want to admit it in his heart. But that's just the way it is.

As soon as Ruoxi entered the mansion, he saw an excited figure rushing into his arms.

"Sister!" Ruochen's tone was full of joy.

I haven't seen this kid for more than a month, he has grown a lot taller, and it is estimated that he will be taller than himself in a few years. Skillfully caught the villain and rubbed his soft hair fiercely, Ruoxi felt that his heart seemed to be softening.

"Sister, you're not hurt, are you? You don't know, I'm dying of worry."

Ruoxi kept a smile on his face, and Ruochen pestered him and chattered non-stop. Don't talk about Ruochen, even Qingyue was happy and greeted a lot of dishes.

The nerves that had been tense for more than a month did not really relax until this moment. I don't know if it's too cold on the southwest border, freezing and numb. At this moment, Ruoxi felt warmer.

It's good to have a master, a senior brother, and a younger brother!

If the amount of alcohol is good. She came up step by step from the creep, drank a lot of wine, and ate a lot of meat. At that time, he was young, he couldn't drink, and he was embarrassed by people in the army. Later, this amount of alcohol was slowly cultivated.

She still remembers that once because she won a battle, she was drunk by her boss and drank high. forgot his mother's instructions, and was directly sent by his mother to the military justice department to receive a military stick.

"Huh." These past events are funny when you think about them

"What are you laughing at?" I had already seen Ruoxi who was hiding in the gazebo drinking, Leng Rui naturally snatched the wine glass in her hand, "If you have a bad stomach, drink less." ”

Most of the people who serve in the army have irregular diets and have a bad stomach.

"It's nothing, senior brother isn't going to rest?"

"Thinking that you have something on your mind, I will talk to you."

Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from Leng Rui.

Although they have only been together for a few years, he has seen Ruoxi's bitterness, and he has always loved her as his sister for so many years.

"Senior brother, he's still alive."

The news that Chu Haochu was alive had been transmitted back to the capital early, so Leng Rui knew about it.

He didn't have to do anything, just be with her. When Ruoxi occasionally feels tired, accompany her.

The three words Ling Ruoxi represent strength. She doesn't need anyone's pity, sympathy, comfort, these are the most useless emotions for the strong.

The two of them stood by the lake all night, silent, better than sound.

Leng Rui was right, the sun rose as usual the next day, and Ling Ruoxi was still Ling Ruoxi.

It's better to be alive than to die.

"Mo Ze, how are things going?" The emperor doesn't ask, but it doesn't mean that this matter is over. Ruoxi has to be investigated after all.

That day, Ruoxi Feige sent a letter to Moze to investigate the battle of the high mountain country, but there was no news. Ruoxi thought about it many times, and she could conclude that Haochu's death must have something inside.

Chu Haochu was trampled by ten thousand horses, and his bones were gone, and he only recovered the jade pendant on half of the stump. It was the love of the two, and Chu Hao would not give it to anyone else. There is only one possibility, that someone deliberately wanted to create the illusion that Chu Haochu was killed in battle.

Who is this person? And for what purpose?

"Master, someone just sent it." Moze handed over a note:

There are trees and branches, and the heart is happy.

"Who sent it?" This is the poem that Chu Haochu recited when he expressed his heart with her.

The porter said, leaving only one sentence and leaving. He said that the truth is in the palace, and if you want to know, find it yourself. ”

Palace? Could it be that Chu Haochu's death was done by the emperor? Ruoxi was taken aback by the idea that popped up with her.

If it was really the emperor's doing, what should she do?

"Master, do you still check?"

"Check!" All she needs is the truth! As for what happened after that, Ruoxi didn't know.

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"Something delivered?"

"Yes."

A sudden flying kick hit the boy's shoulder, and he rolled out defenselessly, revealing the boy's painful face. This sweaty face turned out to be Lihan!

"Get out of the way."

Lihan respectfully retreated, without speaking, without justifying, and silently endured.

The inexplicable anger of the Lord, he has long been accustomed to it. What's more, today is the day of the master's mother's sacrifice, and the lord should be angry.

In fact, today is also his mother's memorial day.

Sinners don't deserve to be remembered, at least not by their fathers.

The dull stick, a stick smashed down, as if it was about to break people in two. He was just given 50 lashes yesterday, not to mention that he got better, he didn't have time to deal with it, and today he entered the torture hall again.

Thinking about it, I really have a fate with this torture hall. Most of the torture tools here have been tried on themselves. No, it should be said that this torture hall is for itself.

Breathe harder. Lihan constantly distracts himself by thinking about it.

Wouldn't it be better if you just closed your eyes and never had to wake up again? The Lord is probably going to be angry.

No matter how strong the will is, it cannot withstand the instinct of the human body. With a lot of blood loss, a lack of rest all year round, and injuries on injury, Lihan finally fainted as he wished.

The sun stabbed his eyes uncomfortably, and his long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he opened them in a daze. It's okay, it's alive.

I don't know who sent him back to his room, but the Lord is going to be angry again when he finds out.

It was said to be a room, but it was very empty. A bed, a table, a chair, a wardrobe, and nothing else.

After a large amount of blood loss, the person was very thirsty. I struggled to get out of bed, trying to find a saliva to drink, but found that the pot was clean and there was not a drop of water.

Heh, Lihan couldn't help but laugh. He is not even as good as the lowliest subordinate in the house, how can anyone add water to himself.

Endured the raging wounds behind him, staggered to the yard, fetched a bucket of cold water, and poured it on himself repeatedly without hesitation, until the blood stains on his body were washed away, until the wound turned white. If it weren't for the slight tremor of the hand holding the bucket, I would probably think that this person was not in pain.

There is no time to rest, his life is to shed all his blood to wash away his sins, how can he rest. And if the Lord couldn't find him, he would probably be angry.

I don't know how long I knelt down, but suddenly the sky began to fall snowflakes, and it actually began to snow in Kyoto.

All year round, Lihan's least favorite thing is winter. It's too cold, it's too hard.

"Hahahaha, Yun'er really deserves to be my son."

Through the door, you can still hear the laughter and laughter in the house. Father's praise has always been only for his brother.

There is another reason why Lihan doesn't like winter, because winter is the season to be with family.

General's Palace.

"Sister, come and help me!"

"Ahh

The snow in Kyoto was heavy this time, and it was covered everywhere. There is a lot more popularity in the General's Mansion now, and with Ruochen here, there will be no less excitement.

Even Ruoxi and Lu Wan were pulled in by him for a snowball fight.

"Miss, young master, come in and eat."

Today is the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the house. If you want to attend the palace banquet tomorrow night, if there is one less person, it will not be a reunion. So today's preparation is extraordinarily rich.

"Go and change your clothes first, so you don't catch a cold." They tossed and turned in the snow for so long, their clothes were stained with snow, and it was time to melt when they entered the house in a while.