After Zuo Yin entered Miss Yan'er's room, Miao Yan in a yellow shirt also came in and closed the door by the way.

Seeing Miao Yan's actions, Yan'er understood something, and closed the window casually.

Inside, it was suddenly a little dark.

Miao Yan hadn't spoken yet, but Yan'er smelled something keenly, and said coldly: "You killed someone?" ”

asked, naturally, Miao Yan.

Zuo Yin admired this girl's sense of smell.

Miao Yan chuckled, "Rui is dead, and he listened to something he shouldn't have heard." ”

First he died, and then he listened to something he shouldn't have heard, not because he heard something he shouldn't have heard.

This word order made Zuo Yin think a little.

Yan'er didn't ask in detail, the news that could make Ruidu die, Miao Yan didn't say it, and she wouldn't ask, but when she saw Zuo Yin, she was a little puzzled: "Then this young man ......"

Miao Yan nodded: "Next, you will be his teacher and teach him how to make up and hide his temperament, the sooner the better." ”

Yan'er glanced at Zuo Yin carefully, and seemed to be a little embarrassed, "The murderous aura is too much, and it is difficult to hide." ”

Miao Yanqiao smiled and said, "I believe that Miss Yan'er will be able to do this little thing." ”

Yan'er snorted, did not react to Miao Yan's compliment, but looked at Zuo Yin, and said lightly: "My time is very tight, so you better be smart." ”

Zuo Yin snorted, but he was not dissatisfied with Yan'er's indifference, but arched his hand and said, "Thank you." ”

Seeing Zuo Yin's statement, Yan'er's eyes were a little curious and approving.

Pampered and not shocked, good demeanor.

After negotiating, Miao Yan opened the door and let the sunlight shine in, and said without looking back: "There will be a big event in the near future, you should prepare early." ”

This was said to Yan'er, but Zuo Yin seemed to remember something, and asked: "Just now, many people saw me. ”

Miao Yan snorted, "Since Rui Neng brought you in, it means that you met him at the door, since this is the case, it makes no sense to cover it up in vain, and although most of the girls here are not of the same kind, they will control their mouths." ”

The same kind is a sparrow.

With that, Miao Yan closed the door and left.

The room was dark again, Yan'er pointed to the dresser, and ordered Zuo Yin, "Sit there." ”

Zuo Yin didn't say anything, for him now, easy appearance and concealment are the top priorities.

Yan'er picked up the small scissors from the dresser and began to repair Zuo Yin's hair.

After two days of running, although Zuo Yin could still find a stream to wash his face, his head was washed slightly, and Yan'er did not dislike it, and cut Zuo Yin's broken hair without saying a word.

Hair strands, constantly falling.

Zuo Yin's nose smelled a faint fragrance.

It's a very gentle fragrance, I can't say the name, I can't describe it, but unconsciously, it's refreshing.

He felt a sense of leisure, which was the leisure he had after Wu Jing's attack and two days of escape, lazy and lazy, as if he could sleep peacefully in this fragrance.

Go to sleep.

Zuo Yin fell asleep.

The scissors in Yan'er's hand stopped.

She walked to the front, looked at Zuo Yin's eyebrows, frowned and thought about how to put on makeup, then remembered something, picked up a quilt from her bed, and covered Zuo Yin's body.

At the very least, it will make you sleep better.

Won't catch a cold.

……

Although the news of Wu Jing's attack did not spread among the people, all forces knew the news.

Northland, Yanwang's Mansion.

Yan King Lu Dingbei is fine, but he has a serious illness for no reason, and people are talking in private, it is the king of Yan who killed too much during the Yuanjia Northern Expedition, and then he was punished by God.

Right now, there are only three people in King Yan's room.

King Yan was lying on the hospital bed, his whole body exuded a strong bitter smell of herbs, his hair was white, and he was as thin as firewood, where was the appearance of a "madman" in the past.

Lu Xuanlang, who had messy black hair, was holding a secret letter and was looking at it carefully.

Obviously, there was only one line on it, but he looked at it for a long time, as if he wanted to carefully confirm whether he was wrong.

Lu Muchu, who had returned to the Northland, knelt beside the bed, in disbelief at all this in front of him.

He had just met his father, but no matter what, he didn't believe that the old man in front of him was the majestic King Yan.

The dignified King Yan, with a physical foundation, excellent living conditions, and the pharmacists and doctors in the house are all the top in the world, why did he become like this?

Moreover, from the time he entered Yandu, things seemed to be a little wrong.

It is obviously a bold folk style, but Yandu is secretly under martial law, what are you guarding against?

Even if something happens to his father, the next Yan King is obviously the second brother Lu Xuanlang, if you want to talk about sadness in the north, there will definitely be it, but if you want to say chaos, it is absolutely impossible.

Moreover, from the time he entered Yandu to get here, along the way, he did not have any contact with any officials and generals in the north.

Why?

Lu Muchu knelt on the ground, took a few steps forward on his knees, looked at his haggard father, and was speechless.

Lu Dingbei didn't say much, but caressed Lu Muchu's head lovingly, and only memories were left in his eyes.

It seems that there is some nostalgia, the woman called "Chu".

Father and son, a little silent.

Lu Xuanlang finally confirmed the content of the secret letter and said softly: "Wu Jing is dead. ”

Although his voice was soft, it couldn't hide his joy.

"Ahem......"

Hearing the news, Lu Dingbei coughed loudly, his breath was extremely thick, his face turned red when he coughed, and on his forehead, the green tendons burst out.

Although Lu Muchu was shocked in his heart, but his father was like this, he could only help rub his father's chest and help him relieve the pain.

Lu Dingbei breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth and said, "The four major clans? ”

Lu Xuanlang smiled, "Yes, the other four major clans hinted at me at that time, but unfortunately I was not interested, but in exchange for standing by, I got Huang Qiuli's head, third brother, do you remember this guy?" ”

Lu Muchu's face was complicated, he didn't expect that the four major clans would actually cross his father and trade with his second brother.

As for Huang Qiuli, Lu Muchu certainly had an impression of this traitor.

Lu Xuanlang smiled evilly: "It's a good thing to go to a high place, but, when you go, you still trample on the previous highness, then, it's not kind, this sentence, I let people bring Huang Qiuli as it is, it can be regarded as a 'gift' from the north to him." ”

Lu Muchu looked at Lu Xuanlang and said heavily: "Second brother, you ......"

Lu Xuanlang didn't care about his younger brother at this moment, but looked at Lu Dingbei and said lightly: "Father, over the years, I have had enough of the humiliation of the Northland, I am the gateway to anyone's house, the weather here is cold, and the property is poor, but the people of the Northland, we are proud wolves, not dogs." ”

When he said this, Lu Xuanlang's eyes seemed to have a faint dark green.

Like a wolf.

Northland wolves.

Lu Dingbei was speechless at the moment.

The old man just raised his hand dejectedly and pointed at Lu Xuanlang with difficulty, as if he had something to say about this rebel.

Lu Xuanlang suddenly knelt on one knee, tears welling up: "Father, for the sake of the future of the Northland, please go to your death." ”

For the Northland, to death.

Lu Muchu's heart suddenly cooled, and then, he suddenly got up in disbelief, came to Lu Xuanlang angrily, grabbed his collar, and roared: "Lu Xuanlang! Do you know what you're talking about? ”

In Lu Xuanlang's eyes, there was grief and tears.

But I didn't regret it.

In his heart, there seems to be a firm belief.

Looking at his only younger brother, Lu Xuanlang was a little soft, and he said softly: "Second brother, of course, I know what I'm talking about. ”

"Knock Knock ......"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Xuanlang stepped on the floor a few times, and the stone floor was unexpectedly dull by him.

The door of the room was kicked open, and a group of soldiers in black armor came in with knives.

"Breaking the Army".

Lu Xuanlang grabbed Lu Muchu's hand, took it away from his collar, and then ordered: "Detained, no one is allowed to see me except me." ”

"No!"

Lu Muchu's face was ugly, and he was about to make a gesture of resistance, but he was slashed in the back of the neck by Lu Xuanlang with a knife, and then fell to the ground.

The soldiers in black armor took away Lu Muchu, who had fainted, and the room became quiet again.

Lu Dingbei was a little worried, at this time, the old man had already looked down on his death, and asked, "What are you going to do with your younger brother?" ”

Lu Xuanlang chuckled: "No matter what, he is my only brother after all, I said, in his life, he can be an idle prince, the world is a big event, why bother with that heart?" ”

Lu Dingbei nodded, "In this way, I will be relieved." ”

At the beginning of February of the eighth year of Yongshou, after hearing the news of the death of Wu Jing, the prince of Weiguo, Lu Dingbei, the king of Yan, was indignant at the death of his friend, and was furious, aggravating the original disease, and went away with Wu Jing.

At the same time, Lu Dingbei's second son, Lu Xuanlang, succeeded as the new King of Yan.