Life and death are fateful, Xu is really not controllable by man, just like Zheqian, even if she pulled him desperately on the cliff, even if Lan Yeyu came to the rescue in time, unfortunately, the fate of the ending had already been written, no matter what, it couldn't change Zheqian's life.

"Go ahead."

Sihan was silent for a long time before replying to the ghost.

Wait until the ghost nods and leaves. Her expression moved slightly, and she wanted to enter the house to take a look, but she only moved slightly, and then stopped on her own.

The ghost moved very quickly, and soon led the people to carry the hot water into the tent.

Sihan has been standing outside the tent, waiting stiffly, waiting until the sky is gradually darkening and the cold wind is howling, suddenly, there is a messy and heavy sound of horses' hooves, which sounded from afar.

The sound of horses' hooves was extremely shocking and huge, as if thousands of horses were galloping at the same time.

Her pupils shrank, and she finally came back to her senses, and then she didn't have time to think about it, so she hurried in the direction of the official road with a calm face.

Just after bypassing a small road, suddenly a few guards rushed to meet in a panic, Sihan subconsciously stopped, staring at them coldly. Maybe they would never meet Sihan in the middle of the road, and the guards were also caught off guard, so they hurriedly gathered their minds and quickly trotted over, and after standing in front of Sihan, several people hurriedly bowed to Sihan, and at the same time, someone said anxiously: "Eldest princess, the king of the Great Zhou is here."

Sihan raised the corner of his eyes, his expression was distant, and he continued to move forward without saying a word.

Several guards became more and more stunned, and after looking at each other, several people turned around and followed Sihan, and the guard who had just spoken said in a tight voice again: "Eldest princess, the people of the Great Zhou are coming, and at this time, the subordinates should fight to the death, and not let the people of the Great Zhou get close to the camp for half a step?"

"Not necessarily."

Sihan's pupils shrank, and finally replied in a cold and low voice, and when his voice fell, his steps moved forward more and more rapidly.

Before finally standing in the camp, Sihan looked at the end of the official road at the bend with distant eyes, and after waiting for a while, the sound of horses' hooves in his ears became more and more clear and heavy, deafening.

Soon, there was a long pair of people and horses, coming from the corner of the official road, and the formation was huge.

Sihan subconsciously looked at the person in front of the horse, and saw that the person in front of the horse was full of long and slender hair, and the ink hair was still tied high.

Even if he couldn't see the man's face clearly, he inexplicably felt that the man was extremely graceful, and even had a unique temperament in the Manchu army, which undoubtedly stood out from the crowd, making people feel that he could be seen at a glance in the dense crowd at a glance.

It's just that his plain white robe has been stained with a large area of blood, and the patches of red color are like a demonic and piercing flower painted on his robe.

Sihan frowned slightly, his eyes swept over the blood-colored places on his body, and it was a moment, and the person who was full of elegance had already stopped in front of her just right.

Instantly, the cold wind was cold, and the hair on Sihan's forehead was messed up, she raised her eyes to stare at him, and in the wind in her eyes, she saw that the large number of guards behind him also gradually stopped.

For a moment, the surroundings seemed to be still, leaving only a cold wind to float. Sihan and the man on horseback in front of him looked at each other, and for a while, neither of them spoke.

Not long after, the cold wind became more and more vigorous, blowing Sihan shivered slightly, and then she came back to her senses, pretending to be natural and lowering her eyes, and said in a low voice: "You're back?"

These words were just a casual greeting, although there were too many words in my heart that I wanted to say to him, but for some reason, I suddenly saw goodbye through the blood all over my body, and saw that his face was slightly pale, and the ups and downs and restlessness of my heart were completely frozen in this moment.

"Hmm."

At this moment, Lan Yeyu replied slightly simply, his voice was still warm and appropriate, soft and calm.

When his voice fell, he had already jumped off the horse, and walked straight towards Sihan, and when he stood in front of her, he said in a slow voice, "Sihan, today's battle, Tanglin ......"

Sihan's pupils shrank, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously listened carefully, but before Lan Yeyu's words could be fully spoken, a frightened and hasty voice burst out, "Your Majesty, Princess Tanglin has taken poison!" ”

The sharp and trembling voice suddenly sounded, and in an instant, Lan Yeyu choked on the last words, and his brows immediately furrowed, and then he quickly turned around and walked towards the dense guards without waiting for Sihan's reaction.

Sihan's pupils shrank, and in an instant, his eyes were also stiff, and in his heart, there was a sudden storm surging, and the coldness was wild, and the whole person was cold to the bone.

The cold wind was raging, violently lifting her hair and dress, and the whole person was cold, as if she was about to be tossed by the wind.

She just stood quietly in place, standing in place with a cold shiver, looking at the dense soldiers and horses quietly with cold eyes.

Due to the layers of guards, Lan Yeyu and the so-called poisoned woman could no longer be seen at this time, but when the hour disappeared and the work of a cup of tea had passed, she frowned, her stiff and cold pupils finally came back to her senses, and then without saying a word, she began to turn around and leave numbly.

I have been with Lan Yeyu for so long, and even had such a difficult run-in, and I have exchanged hearts, but unexpectedly, that desperate and completely collisionous confession only lasted for a few days, and then it collapsed.

Lan Yeyu must not know that when her life was in danger and the two of them were accompanying each other and snuggling up to each other, how much courage did she Yan Sihan muster up to be so desperate to show her mind and treat her motivation sincerely and seriously, but she thought that Lan Yeyu would not be as cold-hearted and ruthless as Dongfang Yan, but she never expected that Lan Yeyu would hurt her and despise her so much.

Also, how can the love that came halfway compare to the life and death of Situ Lingyan when he was young, presumably, Lan Yeyu's friendship with Situ Lingyan has long been engraved in his heart, yes, even if he is ambitious and wants to destroy Donglin, he is still reluctant to destroy a Situ Lingyan after all.

That's it, that's it.

It's just that the East took the life of her father and brother, the old emperor of Tanglin, and took her Donglin City, and now she Yan Sihan gritted her teeth to support the country of Tanglin, but in the end, she was unexpectedly taken away by Situ Lingyan Lan Yeyu.

Or perhaps, this time he was born to form an old enemy with the people of Tanglin, and no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't get rid of the entanglement and calculation of the people of Tanglin, but if Lan Yeyu really broke with her Yan Sihan for the sake of Situ Lingyan, at that time, how should she deal with it? Is it desperate to ask for Lan Yeyu's life, or is it to turn around in a dashing manner and lead the soldiers of Tanglin back to China, so that the two will never see each other again, if they do, they will be enemies.

The thoughts flipped, the noisy churning feeling of the heart, and the layers of ups and downs spreading, which made people melancholy, but also contemptible and disgusting.

Before returning to the tent, Fu Ghost happened to come out of the tent door, and seeing Sihan standing outside the tent, his expression moved slightly, and he took two steps forward and said: "A moment ago, my subordinates heard the sound of soldiers and horses, but the emperor has returned?"

Sihan's eyes were far away, he nodded indifferently, and then asked in a low voice, "How is Zheqian?"

Seeing that Si Han's face was not good, Fu Ghost was slightly surprised, and after carefully looking at Si Han, he immediately said: "The third prince has passed the medicinal bath, and only then did the abbot Wujing take the pulse for the third prince, saying that the third prince finally took a few breaths, and he could last two more days, but if he still can't find the antidote, it must be ......."

As soon as the words arrived, Fu Ghost looked embarrassed and stopped talking.

Sihan was full of silence, this is the case, and he has already made enough preparations in his heart.

After all, the melancholy is too much, the blow is too much, although the emotions are churning and uncomfortable, but there is still a time to survive, just like this, although I don't want to listen to all the bad news, I still have to listen, so that I am also fully prepared in my heart, and I deal with it numbly, no matter how bad the news is, it is just Zheqian's death, but although she Yan Sihan has a shame in his heart, but now she has worked hard to remedy it, if Zheqian really can't live, she can't, crying bitterly, breaking down and crying.

"What did Abbot Wujing say, you and Bengong just talked."

She was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice.

Fu Ghost raised his eyes and stared at her for a moment, hesitated, and finally said: "Abbot Wujing said that if there is no antidote, the third prince will be determined to return to heaven and lack the technique, and even he can't help it."

The expected words fell on the heart disease, and did not stir up any waves in the numb heart.

"Hmm."

Sihan only replied in a low voice, and as soon as the words changed, he said in silence: "Your master has returned, and go to meet him outside the camp, here, the palace will take care of it personally."

As soon as his voice fell, he didn't wait for the ghost to react, and walked forward slowly.

Fu Ghost frowned, and half a wisp of complexity and speculation appeared on the face of the resolute scar again, "What's wrong with the eldest princess?" He asked.

Sihan didn't seem to be aware, continued to move forward, and didn't reply, and after getting into the tent, he saw that Zheqian had already come out of the bath, and was lying on his back on the couch, motionless.

Wujing was still applying silver needles to him, and perhaps he noticed the footsteps, he looked back, and after the clear and distant eyes met Sihan, he sighed, "The eldest princess has come to see him?" ”

"Hmm."

Sihan responded in a low voice, and his feet still moved forward.

Wujing turned around and continued to administer the needle, "Fu Ghost has informed the eldest princess of the third prince's illness?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Sihan was already completely standing in front of the couch.

"It's already been said, life and death have fate, and this is Zheqian's fate after all."

Sihan sighed, his voice was heavy and melancholy, sad and noisy, but he didn't show it too much on his face.

Wujing finally withdrew his hand slightly, no longer applying needles, and just raised his eyes to look at Sihan twice, "The eldest princess is in a state of turmoil." ”

"The abbot's discernment."

Wujing's expression moved slightly, and his wrinkled face showed a little rare complexity, "The eldest princess is the person in charge of Tangling, worried about the people of Tangling, and even more worried about the national fortune of Dongling. As a person outside the world, Lao Gao did not experience the flow of national fortunes, and he was not qualified to warn the eldest princess about anything, but now that he was destined to say goodbye to the eldest princess, Lao Ge also wanted to say a few more words to the eldest princess. ”

Sihan's pupils were slightly dark, and deep in his heart, there was a little inexplicable tightness.

"Abbot, please."

Wujing did not delay, his expression was distant and majestic, and he continued: "The eldest princess is a smart and clear-eyed person, but sometimes, if she is too vigilant and thoughtful, it is easy to cover her eyes. Sometimes you don't have to look too hard at people or things, but you have to be attentive. If some misunderstandings arise, once they occur, don't think about avoiding them, but spread them out and solve them in time. The eldest princess was originally a blessed person, but now on the Great Monday trip, although she was almost buried in the fire, and almost died in the hands of Loulan's people, such all kinds of encounters can be regarded as nine deaths and one life, and Nirvana is crossed. The road in the future, the eldest princess is flat and slopeless, smooth to the end, but there is only one point, the eldest princess's love catastrophe has not been completely crossed, so it must also be taken care of and valued. ”

Love robbery?

With such two words, she swirled in Sihan's heart for a while, and when she came back to her senses, she said calmly: "In this life, this palace has long been ruthless, so how can it be lovely."

Wujing sighed, "The love calamity is by the eldest princess's side, because of the eldest princess, and because of you." If it is not handled properly, it can still affect the overall situation. ”

His voice was distant and deep, and his expression and attitude were extremely serious, but when these words fell into Sihan's ears, they finally added a little resistance.

This pure word is undoubtedly a bit mysterious, so mysterious that it seems to be a prophetic word in those words of a diviner, but she doesn't believe in these so-called divination or divine calculations after all.

At the beginning, the national teacher had never completely predicted the fate of Tanglin, nor did he count that her father and brother died tragically under the knife of the people of Tanglin.

Moreover, the relationship between this Wujing and Lan Yeyu is not bad, and this remark may also be helping Lan Yeyu to speak.

In this way, everything is clear, and in her ears, this pure word has only become a partiality that makes her resist.

Yes, at this moment, everything does not need to be said, and there is no need to say much, some people or things, she has witnessed with her own eyes, how can there be fake, even if she wants to look at someone or something with her heart, it is a pity, the sense of disappointment in her heart is also real, real to the bones, yes, both eyes and hearts, are disappointed, then she Yan Sihan, how can she continue to insist, so, as she loved Dongfang Death, let the truth be caught off guard and take herself as a slap on the head, blood flowed for a long time, hideous and dilapidated.

"The abbot's words, this palace has written down."

Sihan was silent for a moment, and finally pressed his mind and spoke casually.

Wujing frowned slightly, knowing that she had never listened to his words because she reacted like this, and his wrinkled face couldn't suppress a little amazement, and then said slowly: "At this point, the eldest princess believes it or not, and the eldest princess will decide for herself."

As soon as these words fell, he didn't say more, just lowered his head, began to reach out and pull out the silver needle on Zheqian's head, and changed the topic, "The third prince has been deeply poisoned, and now the medicine and silver needle are just hanging his life." But even so, as long as you stick to the medicated bath and needles, you can delay it for a day or two. ”

Sihan responded in a low voice.

Wujing no longer delayed, waiting to remove all the silver needles, and was about to leave, but before the words could be spoken, the urgent voice of the guards came from outside the tent, "Abbot Wujing, the emperor has an urgent matter." ”

Wu Jing's words suddenly choked in his throat, and he was silent for a moment, and then turned his eyes to look at Sihan, "That kid may have something urgent, can the eldest princess go with the old man to take a look?" ”

Sihan secretly took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "No need."

Wujing frowned, sighed, and continued: "The eldest princess may not know, that kid is too seriously injured, the old man was pricked with a silver needle that day, and he fell asleep until the third watch last night. That kid can be described as a ...... to the eldest princess."

Without waiting for Wujing's words to speak, Sihan raised the corners of his eyes, and said in a low and distant voice: "It's a pity that he never let Wujing Abbot treat the palace, but at this time, he wanted to call Wujing Abbot away." The abbot of Wujing has been here to diagnose and treat Zheqian, and if he wants to know it, Lan Yeyu brought back a person, and this time he hurriedly called the abbot over, not to treat himself, but to treat that person. Therefore, the abbot should not talk to the palace here, lest he miss the time and the man will blame him. ”

Wujing's pupils shrank very rarely, and he could be regarded as hearing something, even if he knew that Lan Yeyu was a person, but now he didn't understand the cause of the situation, so he couldn't persuade anything.

After all, he is just an outsider, some things may be a good high-sounding persuasion, but some things are not something he can interfere with, just like the things between men and women, they are disturbed, and they can't be reasoned with.

Wujing's heart was like a mirror, he raised his eyes and stared at Sihan a few times, and finally pressed his mind and left.

Sihan has been standing still, stiff and numb, and when Wujing left completely, she turned slightly to the soft couch on the side and sat down, silent.

Outside the tent, the sound of messy footsteps rose heavily, thinking that a large number of guards led back by Lan Yeyu had scattered throughout the camp.

Sihan also had no intention of going out to watch, his mood was really not good, and his spirit was not good at all.

Such a thick and oppressive atmosphere lasted for a long time, but it was silent, and Zheqian on the couch finally moved his hand slightly, and the friction sound from the contact between his fingertips and the futon was also a little louder than the silence and depression around him.

Sihan's face changed, and he immediately moved his eyes to look at Zheqian, and saw that he was still lying on his back with his eyes closed, his face was pale, but his hand moved slightly in the futon, pushing the futon up and down, and suddenly, he was motionless as if he was asleep, and he was extremely rare to increase his anger.

In an instant, the melancholy and complexity in my heart were suddenly relieved for a moment. Sihan quickly got up and walked towards Zheqian, and when he just stood beside his couch, Zheqian's closed eyes had just opened.

Xu was in a coma for a long time, and when he first woke up, his pupils were distant and blurry, shaking, and Sihan couldn't help but whisper to him.