After the heavy rain, the gradual light rain began to become misty, gilding the whole earth with a dreamy white veil, and everything washed by the rain was so peaceful and peaceful, even making people forget all the pain they had had.

Mu Ling was lying on the bed, holding the woman who had just been drugged in his arms, he knew very well that if there was nothing that had to be done, with her temperament, she would have died a long time ago, and she would not have waited to accept the heavenly judgment of nine deaths and a lifetime, she was waiting for herself, waiting for someone to go out to find someone to deal with her, Mu Ling suddenly regretted it, why did she have to go out, why couldn't she come back early, and why couldn't she protect her well.

The long eyelashes of the woman in her arms suddenly moved, as if they were stained with crystal droplets, reflecting that beautiful face, like a snow lotus on the majestic Tianshan Mountain, holy and beautiful.

"Mu, Mu Ling" her lips moved slightly, and she spit out these three words indistinctly, but she called into his heart stiffly.

It turned out that when was it, there was really only him left in her heart, but he still didn't know, he opened his mouth slightly, his voice was not loud, mixed with a little hoarseness: "I'm here." ”

After this sentence, the woman's expression suddenly froze, giving birth to a slight despair, and the crystal of that little starlight suddenly condensed into something, and merged into a tear, which slid down the beautiful face and wet a small piece of pillow.

The eyes, which were like a layer of mist, were also wet with these little tears, adding a bit of clarity, just as the morning light of winter can penetrate the clouds at once, making the whole earth clear.

"Awake?" As soon as Mu Ling said a word, he was suddenly hugged tightly by the woman, thinking that he would almost not see him, thinking that he almost believed the wrong person again, but it turned out that he had been there all along.

"Mu Ling, if you have anything to say in the future, tell me directly, where to go, how long you are going, what you are going to do, even if you want to find a way to deal with me, you have to tell me if it is okay."

"Okay" Mu Ling responded, his voice was not loud, but he was steady and firm: "But, you know, there are many things between us that cannot be said on the surface. ”

"Then blink your eyes, two blinks means disagreement, and three blinks means agree."

"Why?"

"Because, hope after despair is more gratifying, and despair after hope often destroys a person."

"Okay, Qingning, I promise you, I will protect your life."

"Why, the promise of others to be together is eternal, and we can only worry about our lives." Qing Ning said a word to herself, to her, but also to Mu Ling, born to exist in this vanity fair, born to be manipulated by power, the relationship between the two of them, from here, to become here, will it be in the end...... Finally this.

The starry sky flashed, the thin night was slightly cool, it was the horn of autumn, and as soon as you took a step, you would face the frost of the next winter.

"Jing Yao, where are you going?" In the mansion of Wei Liehou, Yan Yi looked at his wife who had changed into the Liuwei Pavilion costume again, and asked uneasily in his heart.

"Go and help King Pingzhao suppress Yan Qingning's rebellion." Mo Jingyao looked at her husband and felt a little unbearable, but Liuwei Pavilion had to be helped by King Pingzhao back then, and this time Mu Ling came to her, she had to do it, although Mu Ling had repeatedly told her: "No matter what, you want your people to capture Yan Qingning alive." ”

Mu Ling wanted to be captured alive, but she still said to Yan Yi: "It was you who promised her father to protect her, so let's have a final battle, no matter what the result is, after this matter passes, I will give up the position of the master of the Wei Pavilion and wander the world with you." ”

"Okay, that's a deal." Yan Yi said and picked up the long sword on the shelf next to the bed, he originally explored the Liuwei Pavilion at night in order to break into Moling, and got acquainted with this woman, when he was imprisoned by her, he drew a knife against her, and she returned with a hug,

From then on, even if he knew that she was dangerous, he would follow her all the way and never give up, so he could fulfill his last wish tonight.

He smiled slightly, the corners of his mouth curved into an arc, and this contract was formed between the collision of the two swords.

The so-called rebellion was divided into two ways, the Lin brothers raised troops in Moling City, and Qing Ning was responsible for leading the 100,000 forbidden troops to break through the palace gate, but Mu Ling did not prevent Mu Ling from giving her an urn to catch turtles, rebelled against her soldiers, replaced her tiger talisman, and led her to the council hall and won it in one fell swoop.

A conspiracy and counter-conspiracy that has been planned for half a year, on this night, the dust has settled, the victory and defeat have been divided, and the success or defeat of the king is clear at a glance.

"Hahaha, can't General Yan even see the use?" Qing Ning laughed wantonly, it can even be said to be a little harsh, the empty echo in the entire council hall, she has already lost, this defeat has no room for reversal, she doesn't want to be involved in Yan Yi, let alone the Yan family who has been trying her best to help her.

"Then I'm very curious, how Lord Yan will even take advantage of his own family." On that bright yellow dragon chair, the emperor who looked at her condescendingly could put her to death at any time with a touch of his fingers.

"Has the emperor forgotten that I am the Chilian Enchantress of Daibei! If I don't kill all the people in the world, where will I go to find my own way to live? ”

"Hehe, okay, then I'm very curious about what Daibei's ritual process is, and I also want to do one in Tianche." The emperor said and stared at the woman kneeling on the ground, dressed in tattered clothes destroyed by the war, her hair was unkempt, and the wind stirred her messy hair from time to time, but it was extremely resolute, and people couldn't help but wonder how such a thin body could bear this courage over the country.

"Your Majesty, the crime of rebellion is both light and serious, and the meritorious person is bewitched by others, and the participants will not die according to the decree of Tianche." Mu Ling suddenly stood up, trying to clarify for her, trying to open up another way for her.

"Oh? But the ninth brother, have you forgotten the red practice of the demon queen? Just said, oh, no, Lord Qing Ning admitted it himself! ”

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that one-sided words can't explain anything, but what if Lord Yan makes a mistake and feels that he has failed the grace of God, so he feels guilty in his heart and is bent on death?"

"Haha, His Royal Highness King Pingzhao is very good at thinking about loyal ministers! Isn't that why His Highness thinks this matter should be handled? The emperor looked at his younger brother standing below, who was talented since he was a child, and what he was best at was figuring out and using people's hearts.

"Yan Qingning was stripped of all her official positions, she was not enslaved in the court, and no one was allowed to let her out until she thought it through."

Mu Ling said word by word, Ye Ting, the only hell on earth in the destruction of the palace, I don't know how long I can hold a seriously injured woman in it, doesn't His Royal Highness King Pingzhao want to help Lord Yan exonerate? How did it come to this.