Chapter Eighty-Three: A Dream Turns

Thinking about it now, Rong Xun regrets that he was not able to make Yuran's heart feel happier and more comfortable at that time, but it seemed to stimulate Yuran. Even if Yu Ran didn't say anything, she smiled as if she was joking, but in the bottom of her heart, she must have felt nostalgia.

Rong Xi walked casually all the way, strolling leisurely, as if he was really walking on the street. He walked through the Imperial Garden, and he also detoured many ways, and he walked seemingly blindly, but there was also a place he wanted to go. After a long time, he had reached a very deep part of the palace, his steps suddenly stopped, he stopped in front of a palace, he looked at the great hall in front of him, and was silent.

Because this empty hall that now looks elegant and luxurious, but is silent and cold. This palace used to have a nice name, and it also had an owner who loved it, and its name was Yunhua Palace.

This is the residence of the former princess of Mingxu, a place full of memories of jade dyeing, and the first place where Rong Xi was sent to the Mingxu Palace. It was also here that Rong Xi faced Yuran's identity at that time for the first time.

The current Yunhua Hall is an empty hall, because the place where the Yunhua Palace is located is not in the harem, but is built in the deepest part of the palace that is very deep and quiet, not a place where the concubine can live, and the Yunhua Hall is almost close to the palace wall, so there is a dark passage to the outside of the jade dyeing. Even though the Yunhua Palace was extremely exquisitely built, the princess and prince of Huajun seemed to avoid this seemingly remote corner, and chose other small but beautiful palaces.

However, Rong Xi still has a little warmth here.

It seemed that through the gate of the Yunhua Palace, what Rong Xi could see was the woman standing in the garden of the Yunhua Palace, bathed in the sun, grinning at herself.

So that night, at the moment before Huajun Murong Qi was about to fall asleep, he also received a letter, and the eunuch hesitated for a long time before whispering that it was sent from Chentai Palace.

Murong Qi opened the letter and swept the contents on it, his eyes were dark, and a trace of unknown meaning crossed his middle-aged face. He said to the eunuch, "Go and bring the seal of the lonely." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." When the eunuch heard this, he hurriedly bowed down to answer, and then walked all the way to Murong Qi's bookcase and took the seal.

Murong Qi didn't think much about it, he directly covered the letter, then closed his eyes, slowly lay down, and didn't forget to say casually to the eunuch: "You send this letter back to Chentai Hall to him, and tell him that he can move to Yunhua Hall tomorrow." ”

"Your Majesty, this ...... Is it proper? Originally, the eunuch didn't know what Rong Xi had written on the letter, but now that he heard what Murong Qi meant, he almost understood. The eunuch has followed Murong Qi since he ascended the throne, and of course he understands things a little, so he is now holding a letter paper with a seal in his hand, and he is a little hesitant.

"It's okay, you can send it to him." Murong Qi waved his hand, and then his voice darkened a little, as if he was about to rest, "I really want to see what tricks he is going to toss...... "Anyway, after today, the Yunhua Palace should really lose its original owner, right?"

Murong Qi fell into a deep sleep with such thoughts, the candle flame was extinguished, and the palace suddenly became a little darker.

In the main tent of Ning State, "Yu Ran" sat in front of the case, as if he was looking down at the scroll in his hand, preparing a way to continue to face the two armies of An and Shang, and the two armies could be directly defeated.

It's just that this "jade dye", although she sat there well, but sometimes she wrinkled her eyebrows, sometimes her eyes showed a little sadness, her lips were tightly pursed, her teeth were bitten on her lips, and the cold sweat on her forehead slid down her cheeks.

Because, this "jade dye" is not real, but Zhuo Lengyan.

Zhuo Lengyan is almost on pins and needles here, although she is now waiting for the people sent by the Anshang and Shang armies to attack the main camp tent, but she is still worried about the safety of Yu Ran, who sneaked out from behind the camp tent.

Her mind crossed over the words of the two of them just now, and a trace of melancholy appeared between her eyebrows.

The leader of the Shang State this time was not Zhuan Ming, so Yu Ran could put his mind at ease, but the general of An Guo was the famous Xiang King Changsun Yi, which made Yu Ran still feel compelled to guard against it now that he had an advantage.

Yu Ran guessed that Changsun Yi would inevitably send someone to Ning Guo's tent to find a way to start with her, but she couldn't make the matter public, so after Zhuo Lengyan knew about it, he felt that it was safest to exchange with Yu Ran by himself, and Yu Ran was ready to take this opportunity to personally explore the surrounding terrain in order to find a way to break the two armies of An Shang with one blow.

It's just that night, Zhuo Lengyan waited for the person who came to sneak attack, and solved it smoothly. When Yuran came back, she passed by a small hill, and because of the days of thinking, she was tired, and she walked slowly.

The wind blew, and Yu Ran seemed to feel something, and she turned back suddenly, only to see a black-clothed figure approaching her. The next moment, a sharp long sword sank directly into her abdomen.

Yuran locked her eyebrows stiffly, and her beautiful face turned pale, as if she was suffering great pain. Her eyes stared at the face of the person in front of her, and a hint of wonder flashed in her eyes, she wanted to see through the person in front of her, but she had lost her strength all over her body.

At this moment, she raised the corners of her lips and smiled very lightly, as if this smile could be blown away by the autumn wind suddenly. Because she seems to be causing trouble for Zhuo Lengyan again, and she can almost predict how many people will change color because of her.

At the moment before she felt that she was about to fall unconscious, she was still staring at the extremely handsome and beautiful face in front of her, she seemed to see that the man was still so white-clothed and full of grace, but there was no emotion on that face, and the feeling of indifference was so cold that it made people's hearts chill.

She muttered and wanted to speak, but found that she couldn't spit out a word, she seemed to ask: Rong Xian, what the hell is going on?

Yes, what Tamuran saw was Rong Feng's face, and the long sword that pierced her abdomen was the same fancy sword she once rejected.

She didn't know if Rong Xun had been lying to her all along, and this time, after getting the antidote, she had no value. She became the only obstacle in his life, so she should have disappeared.

Or is there a thousand hidden secrets that still need to be considered and explained one by one?

It's just that now, Yu Ran doesn't have the strength to think about it anymore. She slowly closed her eyes, and her body fell to one side, next to the hillside, and Yuran's body slid directly down the hillside until it was gone.

The man standing on the hillside slowly removed the disguised costume on his face, and after removing the mask of Rong Xi, the man's true face appeared in the moonlight, and the complex color on his face was fully revealed.

"Princess, for the sake of the son, I'm sorry." Xiuzi muttered to the void, then glanced at the bottom of the dark hillside again, and turned to leave. The long sword in his hand was still dripping with blood, jade-stained blood, bloody and pungent, and heavy.

At the beginning of the morning, the light in the sky sparsely fell from behind the clouds, and then broke through the clouds, illuminating the whole world into a piece of light.

The sun is warm, the autumn breeze is soothing, and the two are blended together, which makes people feel more comfortable.

The withering of the leaves in the forest does not mean that everything is depressed, and the light slopes down the small hillside, and on the forest path below, two good horses gallop by. It's just that the horse in front of him is running extremely fast, and the latter is in a hurry to catch up.

"Shizi, Shizi, you slow down—" Takera rode the horse, his men kept flicking the reins, chasing the purple-robed figure in front of him. He frowned, his face showing a little helplessness, and he didn't forget to shout in his mouth.

After a while, Takera finally chased after him.

And the young man in the purple brocade robe suddenly turned his head sideways, and when he saw Zhu Liang catching up, he grinned and said, "You have finally caught up." ”

"Shizi, we can't go any further. The prince instructed you that you must not step out of the gate of Anguo during these days of fighting, and you don't count if you sneak out, but all the way here. Not far in front is the camp where Ning Guo is stationed, if you are discovered by the Ning army, then your subordinates will die. Takera hurriedly stopped.

When the purple-robed man heard this, a gleam flashed in his eyes, but there was still an uninhibited smile on his face. He tugged at the reins, slowing down a bit. He looks like he is only twenty-three or four, with a handsome face, sharp eyebrows and eyes, he is the eldest grandson Hong, the eldest son of the king of Xiang.

Of course, Changsun Yi only married a lady, and he loved this lady for ten minutes, but this lady died of illness early, so he only had a son and a daughter under his knees. The eldest brother, Sun Hong, has a very bright temperament, but because of this, it sometimes causes headaches, because he has a very strong temperament. And the eldest grandson of the younger sister looks delicate, she looks like a lady at a glance, and her temperament is a little secluded, but she is still likable.

At this time, the person who made Zhuliang feel helpless was naturally the eldest son of the world, Sun Hong.

However, Changsun Hong didn't think so, he said with certainty: "Didn't you hear the news coming back? They said that the current situation of the Anshang and Shang armies is very bad, and even if it is difficult to withdraw the troops, if I don't help again, won't something happen? ”

"Shizi, you can rest assured, a battle-hardened person like the prince must be very familiar with this situation, maybe he will get out of trouble soon. But if you pass now, you don't know how you can help, so you must not come near at will. Takera spoke calmly.

Eldest Sun Hong blinked and asked, "Zhuliang, do you mean that if I go, I will cause trouble for my father?" ”