The warm winter sun hangs in the air, Xiaohezhuang is lazy and stretching, everything here is very slow, and all the rush in the outside world seems to have nothing to do with here.

"Red silk, this matter is very important, whether you want it or not, you have to make your own decision, no one can force you." Yang Yuhuan suddenly felt a little pity for this girl who was three points similar to herself.

Hongsilk lowered her head and played with the Jinpa in her hand: "This matter is very important to the young master, right?" ”

Yang Yuhuan nodded: "Yes, it can be said that it is a matter of life and death." ”

Yu Lang leaned silently against an old tree.

Hongsilk plucked up the courage to walk in front of Yu Lang and raised her face: "Young Master, I only need you a word, you hope that Hongsilk will become Sister Yuhuan from now on and go to Beijing to serve His Majesty the Emperor, right?" ”

Yu Lang turned over in his heart, barely calmed down and said: "Red silk, I know that this matter is very difficult for you, the king is like a tiger, and the open and secret battles in the royal inner courtyard are very dangerous, but please believe me, your efforts alone can save the lives of tens of millions of Li Shu......"

Hongsilk shook his head: "Young Master, Hongsilk doesn't understand the righteousness of the family and the country, and I don't want to do anything for those who have nothing to do with me, I just want to hear you say that you want Hongsilk to do this, right?" ”

Yu Lang hardened his heart and nodded.

Hongsilk lowered her head again, her face against the light and shadow made it difficult to see the emotion, but her voice was extremely resolute: "Sister Yuhuan, Hongsilk is willing." ”

Although Hongsilk is just a weak woman, she will do what she says, and after getting this promise, Yu Lang put his mind at ease.

Forcing a woman to live like another person is very cruel and helpless.

Yang Yuhuan is proficient in makeup, and the red silk originally had a face plate that was three points similar to it, and after her careful care, it looked like a seven or eight points, and after some body adjustments, the two of them stood together and it was difficult to distinguish the authenticity.

The real difficulty is not the imitation of appearance, in order not to goof, red silk followed Yang Yuhuan to learn dance, fortunately, she is also very talented in this way, although fifteen days will not be outstanding to become a family, at least it has also achieved a small success, and it is really impossible to change ordinary women.

Yang Yuhuan was extremely satisfied with the red silk, at first she just had the idea of doing Yu Lang a favor, but later she became more and more involved, she really wanted to completely depict this blank paper girl into her own appearance and live instead of herself. With such a psychological change, Yang Yuhuan's next training on red silk is almost strict, not only requiring her to be familiar with the rules of the palace, but also to sort out some complex character relationships and how to respond in an emergency.

The eagle crossed his arms and watched Yang Yuhuan's meticulous training of the red silk, and his back was lonely and sad. Although he is the secret guard of the Xuan Sect beside Yang Yuhuan, his heart has already stood on Yang Yuhuan's side, he never thought of possessing this immortal-like person, he just wanted to protect her, but unfortunately, he couldn't even do this.

Half a month passed in a flash, and that night, Yang Yuhuan and Red Silk made a sumptuous dinner by themselves.

This dinner was also a send-off banquet held by everyone for Yang Yuhuan, and Yu Lang specially went to Tangzhou City to get some wine and came back.

Yang Yuhuan and red silk were at the top of the place, and the others sat on both sides, Yang Yuhuan divided the chopsticks for everyone one by one, but in the end, there was an extra pair in her hand, she called in a low voice: "Eagle, come out for dinner, where is the eagle?" ”

Hawk, who usually always comes with the rumors, did not show up this time.

Ying may not be able to see Yang Yuhuan's last haggardness, and just wants to hide her beautiful elegance in his heart.

Yang Yuhuan's expression was a little gloomy, she had never loved the eagle, but she was used to his company, she was like a spoiled child, she suddenly lost the privilege of being with her, and felt very lost.

A gust of wind blew through the hall to open the wooden door, and the dusty eagle entered, holding a handful of fresh and moist lychees in his hand. Ying knew that Yang Yuhuan liked to eat lychees the most, and at this final dinner, he must also let Yang Yuhuan eat his favorite things.

When Yang Yuhuan saw Lychee, there was some brilliance in his dark eyes, and he was quite moved. At this time, it was early spring, and these lychees were probably stored in the ice cellar last summer, and now they are still full of juice, which is really not easy.

Although Yu Lang deliberately chose happy things to liven up the atmosphere of the banquet, there was always a lingering cloud on everyone's faces during this dinner.

Even before the lychee could be eaten, the life and death mark in Yang Yuhuan's body could no longer suppress the vitality that collapsed rapidly. She drove the crowd out of the door, and left alone to endure the loneliness and pain of death.

The once peerless beauty could only live in the mass grave of Xiaohezhuang, and only a wordless tablet was scribbled on the grave.

Yang Yuhuan had only one last wish before she died, she asked Yu Lang not to hurt her brother Yang Zhao (Yang Guozhong).

In the chaos of the Tang Dynasty, Yang Guozhong has at least two "credits".

This is a request that Yu Lang should refuse but can't refuse, Yang Yuhuan has done so much for him, if Yu Lang can't even agree to such a request, he can't get peace in his heart.

The red silk changed into Yang Yuhuan's clothes and painted Yang Yuhuan's favorite makeup on weekdays.

"Eagle, will you follow me in the future?"

Ying Dingding looked at the extremely familiar and incomparably unfamiliar face in front of him, and knelt on one knee with his fists clenched: "Eagle, swear to follow." ”

The red silk is still there, and Yang Yuhuan is not dead.

In addition to Yu Lang, there are six people who know the whole story, Hong Silk, Xie Zhiqian, Xue Wenyang, Obaba, Ying, and Guo Lusheng. If this matter is torn apart from Xiaohezhuang in the future, it can only be leaked by one of these six people.

In the past fifteen days, Yu Lang tried dozens of methods to refine the power in his body with the help of Guo Lusheng, but it never worked, but it was the Yin Yang Fish formed by the seal of life and death that completely locked Yu Lang's sea of qi. Thanks to Yu Lang, he found another way, using the power of the North Underworld in the nine-story Linglong Pagoda as a bridge, and he could use a small part of the power, although it was far from reaching the power of the Enlightenment Upper Realm, he could barely maintain the power of the peak of breaking the void.

After leaving Xiaohe Village, after another six days, everyone traveled all the way to the foot of Chang'an City.

Guo Lusheng also said goodbye to everyone outside the city: "I promised someone that I would never set foot in Chang'an City half a step in this life, and I sent you here, and I should go back." ”

Xie Zhiqian hurriedly saluted: "Thank you Mr. Guo for taking care of you all the way." ”

Guo Lusheng frowned again and again when he heard this: "Just call me Lao Guo, Mr. Guo's three words make me uncomfortable, Chang'an is not as good as Yangzhou, a brick thrown out can smash seven or eight princes, emperors, and grandchildren, dignitaries, and dignitaries, and now Yu Lang's cultivation has not recovered, you must act in a low-key manner, not recklessly." Especially you, Yu Lang, Chen Wuning completely told me that your kid is a troublemaker in Yangzhou City. ”

Yu Lang tightened his legs and said with a smile: "Lao Guo, don't worry, I will definitely pick up my tail and be a man in Chang'an City." ”

Guo Lusheng nodded with satisfaction, and drove one of his carriages to chase Remnant Yang and slowly went to the end of the official road.

Yu Lang looked up at the towering city walls of Chang'an, the world's first heroic city, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.