After Ling Yu went up, he found that Xiao Min was walking around anxiously, and when he saw his figure, he immediately frowned, walked over and said, "Those few shocks just now really frightened me, I wanted to go down to find you several times, but I was blocked by the cold!"

There was a wry smile on the corner of Ling Yu's mouth, and he said in his heart: Fortunately, you didn't come down, otherwise with my strength that is difficult to protect myself, I will definitely not be able to protect you.

After what happened last time, his body seemed to have developed antibodies to the sword spirit, and this time he was able to easily get rid of its control.

"Huh?" Xiao Min finally noticed that something was wrong, and said with a sigh, "Why did the cold disappear?"

Immediately, he saw the bright red and eye-catching mark on Ling Yu's neck, and his expression immediately became solemn, and he said tentatively, "You got rid of that monster that emitted cold air?"

Ling Yu nodded calmly, although his performance was very indifferent, Xiao Min could tell from the marks on his neck how much he had paid for this process.

Xiao Min looked at him for a long time, and finally silently took out a red silk scarf from his arms, handed it to him, and said, "Put it on, otherwise it will ......"

In order to avoid embarrassment, he didn't say the rest of the words, but this was enough for Ling Yu to understand what he meant: otherwise Yue'er would have to worry again when she saw it.

Ling Yu put on the silk scarf, and beckoned him to go up, and as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the cave, he saw Ling Yue'er, who was sitting at a table, her hands supporting her face, and staring at the food on the table with inattentive eyes.

"Yue'er!"

Ling Yu jumped up to the hole and called out to her.

"Brother Ling Yu!"

Like a kitten, Yue'er jumped up to Ling Yu's side, grabbed his arm and smiled.

Seeing their intimacy, Xiao Min's expression darkened for a moment, but then he cheered up, coughed with a smile, and quipped: "I know you are a couple, but there are still others here, don't go too far." ”

The three of them grew up together, because Yue'er is the youngest and a girl, so Ling Yu and Xiao Min have been protecting her, and she is also very grateful to these two people and treats them as her brothers, but she faintly feels that there are some differences between Brother Ling Yu and Brother Xiao Min.

Later, as she grew up, she gradually understood what those differences meant, and it was at that time that she began to deliberately avoid Xiao Min.

But this time, before the three of them met, they all experienced life and death, and those complex emotions had already become pure, so Yue'er no longer avoided Xiao Min, and when she heard this, the knot in her heart dissipated completely, and she grimaced at him.

"Wow, the food is so fragrant, if you don't eat it, it's going to be cold, right?" Xiao Min didn't dare to look at Yue'er, for fear that he would be fascinated again, so he walked to the table and said, "When I was a child, I knew that Yue'er's cooking skills were good, but I didn't expect to have a good tomorrow again." ”

Seeing that he was a dignified imperial brother, he was so excited that he rubbed his hands in front of the dishes he cooked, Yue'er felt very proud, and pulled Ling Yu over, while smiling: "That's it! This time, you are stained with Ling Yu's brother's light! Come, let's start together, it's not delicious when it's cold." ”

Ling Yu sat at the table and reached out to clip a chopstick, but he couldn't put it in his mouth anyway, and the focus of his eyes was a little wandering.

"What's wrong?" Yue'er looked at him like this, and couldn't help but say, "Is the food unappetizing? You were like this last time at Peacock Villa." ”

Ling Yu's thoughts went back to before, when he had just crossed into this world, and he missed his parents and girlfriend very much, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes were their best dish, so he was clamoring to eat them in his sleep.

But this time is different, now he has gradually accepted Ling Yu's identity, and the longer the time, the closer his memory and Ling Yu's memory coincide, the deeper his feelings for Ling Feng, and tomorrow is the date of Ling Feng's execution, even if there is a full banquet of Manchu Han in front of him, where is he in the mood to eat?

Yue'er looked at him for a while, and saw that he hadn't spoken, so she understood what was going on, and her expression darkened.

"Don't be so sad," Xiao Min smiled and comforted them, "I came back this time, and I brought a lot of brothers, all of whom are good hands between the ranks, although they can't compete head-on with the forbidden army, but it shouldn't be impossible to rescue a person." ”

"That's right, people are iron and steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you'll be hungry and panic," Yue'er seized the opportunity and gave Ling Yu vegetables one by one, and didn't stop until his bowl was full, "Only when we are full, can we have the strength to save our father." ”

"Stinky boy, you don't have to be too pessimistic, our odds of winning are already quite big, and now with the Blood Demon Puppet, there is one more hole card. ”

Hearing that Mr. Long rarely opened his mouth to comfort people, Ling Yu's heart was quite moved, but his next sentence made Ling Yu speechless, he said, "Hurry up and eat, don't let others worry!"

The others in his mouth naturally refer to Yue'er,

Ling Yu thought to himself: I don't know what kind of relationship he has with Yue'er, he actually defends her like this.

He wanted to ask again, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't ask, last time Mr. Long had promised that he would confess when he rescued his father, and since Mr. Long himself would say it tomorrow, then he didn't need to force it.

Then, Ling Yu forced himself to move his hands and began to gobble up, and in a short time he ate all the food in the bowl.

And Yue'er, who watched this scene, finally laughed.

The next day, at noon, at the entrance of the vegetable market in the imperial city, a prisoner cart came slowly, followed by nearly 500 black-armored soldiers.

Hundreds of people stood on both sides of the street, all of them looking sad, and some of them couldn't help but cover their mouths and cry.

Walking to the temporary wooden platform, the prisoner cart stopped, and Ling Feng, who was hooded with his head covered, was dragged down by two black-armored soldiers and walked towards the wooden platform.

On the wooden platform stood a large man with a wide and long machete in his arms, and beside him, there was a round wooden pier, that is, a guillotine.

Directly opposite the wooden platform sat a rather powerful middle-aged man, but at this time he frowned, looking sad and helpless, it was the emperor's uncle Xiao He.

The beautiful Mu Na stood beside him, looked up at the sky, and sneered: "Uncle Huang, it's three o'clock in the afternoon!"

Xiao He glared at her, and then used his trembling hand to take the prison chopping card, but after picking it up, he couldn't throw it away for a long time.

In a dark corner, a delicate figure was secretly watching the entrance of the vegetable market, and there were many people in black standing behind him, also covering their faces with black scarves, and one of them said: "County Lord, don't we do it yet?"

The woman said motionlessly: "I'm waiting for a while, and I'll talk about it when Xiaojun comes back!"

After a while, another man in black ran over in a little panic and said in a low voice: "County Lord, that prisoner is not the prince at all!"

He gasped for a moment, and then said: "Lord Wang, he was killed a year ago, and now this play is just a trap!"