When she was tied to the pillar of the sandbank wall, she thought that he must not come, but he came and shot the rope that bound her accurately.

"Don't cry." He wiped her tears and said busily, "From now on, all I can think about is you, okay?" ”

The slightly cool fingertips crossed her cheeks, but his words made her heart ripple, and she said in a muffled voice: "You have violated the military order one by one, and now you should return to Beijing with the order, why don't you worry about the emperor's blame?" She said this childishly, feeling uneasy in her heart, for fear that his favor would be a dream.

He chuckled when he heard this, but before he could answer, a sharp and hollow flute sounded and made him move.

Immediately after the wind rose, the figure appeared not far from the entrance of the cave, as if driven by the sound of the flute.

Ruoyun instinctively shrank into his arms, but Cheng Qingxuan was silent for a moment, let go of her and stood up straight, and took out the jade flute from her sleeve.

His eyes sank, and he shouted in an unprecedentedly cold voice: "So against the sky, arrogant, but don't take me seriously? ”

The sound implies internal force, and it comes out high, and the sound of the flute is even more wanton.

The puppet at the entrance of the cave pressed forward step by step, but it was hindered by the medicine powder and lingered.

Cheng Qingxuan no longer hesitated, closed his eyes, and crossed his lips.

The melody was driven by internal forces, and it went far beyond the puppet at the door, slow at first, and then hurried, and the clear sound of the flute was light and sharp like a hovering wild crane.

As soon as the melody arrived, the sound of the flute began to weaken, and the puppet's movements had stopped.

Ruoyun was shocked to realize that this song was the Liuyun song she inadvertently played that day, no, it should be Kunlun song. I didn't expect this melody to be so powerful when it was used correctly with his internal force.

She was in a trance for a while, and her hands unconsciously made a gesture of stroking the piano. That familiar feeling came over her with the phantom in her head, once upon a time. Someone taught her to play this movement by hand......

"Close your eyes and cover your ears." Cheng Qingxuan paused slightly, said quickly, and resumed the flute.

Ruoyun nodded, hurriedly covered her ears with her hands, closed her eyes and stopped listening.

After a while, a "horn" sound was raised, and the Kunlun song was only half smaller, and the flute stopped first, and Cheng Qingxuan had already closed his momentum and lowered his arm. From the far distance, there was a scream that broke into fragments, and the sound of the flute turned into a wail and stopped abruptly.

The puppets lost their instructions and slowly withdrew one after another.

Through the faint light, she could see Cheng Qingxuan naturally put away the flute, and her movements were relaxed, as if she was just raising her hand just now.

The ability of the king with a different surname, in addition to governing the country and force, also has such a profound martial arts and magic, I only realized it when I saw her today. The so-called awesome, it's better to be!

"Leave at dawn, don't delay, you rest." He sat down beside her. Leaning her against himself, his tone heavy and resolute.

She knew that the situation was unfavorable, so she nodded and closed her eyes. The wet clothes on his body were half dry, and he was hugged in his arms but did not feel cold at all. Sleep with that temperature.

When the day dawned, she woke up without any more abdominal pain.

I was worried about how to get off the road. Cheng Qingxuan actually relied on light work, hugged her in the heart, tapped the treetops on tiptoe, and crossed the mountains to the east.

This unique light skill left the woods wrapped in the morning glow behind, and the extreme was like wind and lightning, but he just blocked most of the cold wind for her, she only felt that his heart was very warm, and the fragrance of the ink cherry blossoms made her feel extremely relieved.

Every time he circled from the mountain, it would take a whole day to cross the mountain, and the eastward journey into the forest would have avoided a detour, and it was so convenient for them to pass from the "heavens", but he seemed to be extremely tired, and he rested from time to time on the way.

In the middle of the day, the two of them once again set foot on the official road leading to Yizhou in the mountains, and she was worried about him, and the servant Hou had arranged dry food for horses more than ten miles away from the post station.

Avoid the official road and detour, and when you reach the border of Yizhou two days later, it will be brightly lit.

There was no news about Prince Rong or King Yu along the way, Cheng Qingxuan only said that the situation was not predicted, Bai Ze's kung fu was the best among the kings with different surnames, and he had no intention of competing with Rong Yixuan, and it stands to reason that he would not fight to the death.

She didn't ask anymore, and all random speculation was in vain until there was news.

The Qianzhou garrison north of Yunzhou appeared in Yaohua Mountain, and if there was no exception for Yu Wang and the pretext of ambushing here, the military merits would be owned by Rong Yixuan, and Tianyi's greatest military power would also change hands.

Rong Yixuan's secret ambition is obvious.

Cheng Qingxuan took her around Yizhou and avoided the interrogation of Yizhou Thorn History, not only for the spring election, but also because he had been away from Yizhou for a long time without permission, it stands to reason that he should be ordered to return to Beijing at this moment.

As night fell, the carrier pigeons came from the west, crossed the high walls, and rested on the carved lattice.

The hall was brightly lit, and one of them had a straight face, eyebrows and eyes like stars, wearing a crown of high plumes with beads on his head, and a white shirt embroidered with red charms, and stood up when he heard the sound.

He read the letter, but his face changed dramatically.

"Quick! I ask to see the emperor! He raised his big hand, his face slightly happy, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

In a short time, the high priest, dressed in white brocade robes, knelt respectfully at the foot of the steps, and since the death of the previous priest, he had become an authority that everyone feared. He rarely shows up on weekdays, and he took off his crown at the moment. It is rumored that he is already old, but from a distance, he seems to be too weak, his face is like pure water, and his eyebrows and eyes are straight.

The palace maids and eunuchs only gathered together from a distance and whispered, and no one dared to take a step forward to see what was going on, not to mention that it was already night, and it was blurry from a distance to reflect the lights.

The door of the hall opened, and a bright yellow figure strode out.

The emperor seemed to have a stiff smile on his lips all the way, and he didn't look at the kneeling people at the bottom of the stairs, so he walked straight over, and Changde behind him didn't dare to talk too much, so he hurriedly followed.

The high priest knelt upright, not moving.

Walking a few feet away, Rong Jinhuan suddenly turned around as if he remembered something, held a secret letter in his hand, and said:

"You participated in the concert overnight, talking about the law of the society, but it is my army? Since you care so much about my country, it's better to go with me. ”

A low voice came, and the high priest hurriedly got up and hurried towards the bright yellow figure.

The lantern-bearer led the way from the palace, and the royal carriage galloped out of the palace gate at an unprecedented speed, and the passers-by who were parading on the streets on a spring day and night avoided it. I watched in amazement as the emperor traveled late at night.

The Chengwang Mansion in the east of the city is close in front of you, except for two huge lanterns hanging. The gate is locked, and the vermilion lacquer is as bright as new.

The guards watched in amazement as the emperor lifted the curtain and came out. He was followed by the High Priest.

Changde didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly stepped forward to knock on the gate of the palace. It was a long time before the guards poked their heads out.

Chang De was angry, and said in a sharp voice that the emperor had arrived, and after speaking, he turned sideways to show the guard the two people standing behind him.

The guard only let out an "oh" and closed the door again.

Changde was stunned for a moment, and he was furious, and the guards at the small gate dared to be disrespectful to the holy driver. Is there any rule of law?

Just as I was about to knock again, the door opened again, but this time it was directly opened to the maximum, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl who was barely wearing a Luo shirt and had no hairpin came out, and a pair of big watery eyes on her pink face were very attentive.

Chang De was stunned for a moment, but nodded as if he had a different face: "Lord Cheng, the emperor is here......"

Unexpectedly, Cheng Qingwen was sleepy-eyed and yawned heavily. Glancing at the emperor in civilian clothes and the priest behind him, he pouted disappremarkably: "The emperor knows that he loves the people like a son on weekdays, and he doesn't know what big things are worth disturbing the people late at night, all the way to my palace?" ”

Rong Jinhuan frowned, but pulled out a sneer: "My car has copied the path." It's only night, who said I disturbed the people? As he spoke, he waved his hand. The guards kept their mouths shut.

Rong Jinhuan smiled again with satisfaction: "Cheng Qingwen, you don't sleep in the middle of the night." I don't kneel when I see me, but the shelf is big! ”

"The emperor came late at night. Isn't it just to arrest people, please come in. Cheng Qingwen rolled her eyes, simply gave way, saluted aside, and said loudly: "Welcome to the emperor!" Long live the Emperor! ”

Rong Jinhuan's heart sank, as soon as he stepped into the empty trail, he saw that the front hall was brightly lit, sitting alone on the side of the hall, with a light black robe, the same black but dull hair draped behind his head, and no joy or sorrow could be seen on his quiet face.

His skin is rare white, Cheng is pale, white weird, white transparent, white dull, his eyes are closed, and his eyelashes are drawn out a long shadow by the candle flame.

Hearing the footsteps, the man slowly stood up, opened his eyes, his eyes were empty and not focused, but he turned his head slightly with Rong Jinhuan's steps, bowed and sat down again: "I've seen the emperor." ”

Rong Jinhuan's face suddenly became ugly, and he snorted coldly and sat down at the chief: "I came to visit Cheng Aiqing, I don't want such a coincidence, Lord Huai is also here." Your eyes are inconvenient, but it's rare to see you moving. ”

The person sitting on the side is none other than Huai Wang Huai Xuanmo.

Although King Huai inquired about the Criminal Department of the Ministry of Works, with the help of Cheng Qingsu, he controlled everything in an orderly manner, although he couldn't see with his eyes, he could handle the big and small events with the help of the squire's pen and ink.

Not only that, Huai Xuanmo is almost the most expressive doctor at the moment, and he knows everything about the world's herbs, golden stones, and strange doors, but unfortunately he never opens a doctor, and he comes easily by personal preference, otherwise the doctors of the whole hospital will lose their jobs.

Among the four princes with different surnames, King Huai is the most profound, and it is too coincidental to appear in King Cheng's mansion at this time.

"Emperor Xie cares, this inconvenience is innate, Xuan Mo has long been used to it, the emperor doesn't have to worry about it." Huai Xuanmo replied to him for half a sentence, and turned a deaf ear to the other half.

"I was traveling at night today, and I suddenly had the interest to meet Lord Cheng, but I don't know where Lord Cheng is?" Rong Jinhuan simply cut to the point, squinting at Cheng Qingwen who was leaning loosely against the door.

Even if Huai Xuanmo stopped him in the hall, he didn't want to delay time.

"Didn't my brother receive the holy decree and take the people and horses to detour to the northern foot to leave the country? He hadn't arrived in Yizhou yet, and the emperor asked like this, which was strange. Cheng Qingwen looked at the high priest at the door with a statue like a pestle dissatisfied, and a nameless fire rose in her heart, "The priest of Wuyang is also idle, when do you like to take care of such idle things?" ”

Zhao Wuyang's face was expressionless, he glared at her with extremely cold eyes, and did not answer.

"I'm asking Cheng Qingxuan, not Cheng Qingsu." Rong Jinhuan has no patience, this Cheng Qingwen is very smart, but it is not easy for her to divert the topic. (To be continued......)