The old man didn't look like he was injured, it only meant that he had been in contact with someone who had been seriously injured in recent days.

In the palace of Fengyang Wang, something happened to see blood?

Who is it.

Lu Yixuan didn't dare to make a noise or act rashly, she wanted to find out, the old man turned around and entered a secluded compound, the second or third lights had no smoke and fire, and if you looked carefully, you will find that this courtyard is actually not far from the Fengyang Palace, there is a well on the left and a stable on the right, and the sound of horses eating chaff grass, passing by from the alley at first glance, the courtyard is not conspicuous at all.

She crept into the window and crouched down, the candles were bright, and the old man could be seen bowing to the other side of the table in a dim way, I don't know if it was Lu Yixuan's illusion, this spring night was actually full of peach blossom fragrance that touched her heart, and there was a person in the room who seemed to be sick and coughed gently, but Lu Yixuan was full of excitement.

This voice can naturally be heard, Feng Ming is evil.

The little prince will meet the old man in this courtyard, Lu Yixuan didn't think too much, because the stunned surprise for a moment had overwhelmed all the speculation, she missed Feng Mingxie - just thought, seeing him, the little girl got up and suddenly heard the man's slow voice.

"Mr. Lan." The tone was steady, even slightly respectful.

Lu Yixuan's body stiffened, and his entire back was like being doused with a basin of ice water, Mr. Lan, a familiar name, is it not the person mentioned by the Ninety-Five Emperor in the Sixth Division, the Mr. Emperor who can make waves in Beirong.

"Little prince, without further ado." The old man raised his eyebrows in motion.

"There is labor."

The two have a tacit understanding and don't say much.

Lu Yixin held her breath and was stunned on the spot, Mr. Lan is from Beirong, why did he appear in Fengyang City and still be like an old friend with the little prince, her fingertips bent slightly and gasped before the confusion and confusion that surged in her brain, Lu Yixuan didn't dare to step forward again and even staggered backwards, but this subtle movement had already attracted the attention of others, and the cold wind behind her hit her neck.

Lu Yixuan was startled and subconsciously blocked with the wooden sword in her hand, "Ka", the wood was easily cut off by Leng Feng, and the moonlight fell on her, and her gray face was embarrassed.

"Miss Lu?!" The man shouted in astonishment, it was Dongting, the guards hurriedly regained their momentum, and the sharp sword that stabbed out hit the wooden fence on the side, if he hadn't found it quickly, Lu Yixuan's neck would probably have to be separated from his head!

Crunch, the door of the hall opened.

Lu Yixing didn't look at Dongting, she was already exhausted all the way to the dust, bent her knees and got up with the broken wooden sword, the fishy smell covered the fragrance of peach blossoms, the blood stains on the crook of her arms became more and more vivid, and her knees were constantly trembling because she was running regardless of the old injuries along the way, she stared at the colorful finch feathers and candlelight, and the man's two-way unfazed eyebrows.

The original charm has turned into indifference and calmness.

"Ahh Obviously, Feng Xiaowang was also unaware of Lu Yixing's sudden appearance, all the stunned tones were indifferent, and the blood in his eyes made his heart move, as if he didn't realize Lu Yixuan's current defense and shock, and he was about to step forward.

"Stop!" Lu Yixuan took a step back, one standing in front of him was the imperial relatives of Dayan, and the other was the imperial division of Beirong, the words of the Ninety-Five Emperor suddenly lingered in his ears, Mr. Lan could never be single-handed, there must be someone who could cover the sky with one hand to meet him secretly.

Who it is, at a glance.

Her gaze fell on the old man, who was dressed in coarse linen clothes, and his face did not show panic, on the contrary, he was calm and relaxed, as if his identity had not been pierced.

"Mr. Lan," Lu Yixuan said, "I have a word to ask you, when the old Khan of Beirong slaughtered 270,000 people in my three cities, were you in the Beirong army?" "The old man accompanied the Khan on his expedition, and this question is a bit redundant.

Mr. Lan remained silent, the corners of his lips moved slightly, but he had no intention of concealing it: "Yes, the old man is in the army." He narrowed his eyes and already knew the girl's identity.

The daughter of the Duke of Wei, Lu Yixing, who defeated Le Muqin at the border pass, shone in the battle of attack and defense, and was named the general of the West after returning to Beijing, she is the woman who wants to marry the prince of Fengyang, and at the same time, she is also a wanted criminal in the Dayan Dynasty.

Together, these identities are extremely strange.

Lu Yixuan didn't know whether to sneer or laugh when she heard this, her eyes were sharp, and she stabbed Feng Mingxie's face at once: "Little prince, you can hear clearly, Mr. Lan of Beirong helped the old khan break the city, half of the blood of 270,000 people was on his hands, but you talked and laughed with this foreign clan, so that the people of the three cities could be blinded under the nine springs!" ”

Lu Yixuan has always been a sharp-tongued girl, especially under the combination of anger and anger, the backbone of the person who poked every word was irrefutable - Feng Mingxi, whether it was right or wrong, is now colluding with a person who conquered and killed the people of Dayan, and became a relative of the emperor in vain!

Dongting listened to it in a cold sweat, the girl of the Lu family never gave half a face, he licked the corner of his mouth, and just wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Feng Mingxie.

"Mr. Hulan is home." He no longer explained and concealed his relationship with the Beijung.

In Lu Yixin's opinion, the man's honesty is a little shameless, what's the matter, are you afraid that her Lu Yixing's anger and grief will be bad for Mr. Lan?!

The old man stopped talking, and the worry in his expression was even worse: "Little prince, your ......"

The man waved his hand to signal silence and retreat, the relationship between him and Lu Yixuan was delicate and deep, and he could not allow others to interfere and interfere in half a sentence!

Look at the gray-faced girl, now she is like a hedgehog who can't help but be close to when she first meets, she has her own reasons and judgments, and she will not easily believe anyone's excuses.

This is Lu Yixing's stubbornness and arrogance.

Feng Mingxie took a step forward, and Lu Yixuan took a step back.

"Is this king a poisonous snake and beast?" The man said lightly, this was the first thing he said when he drugged her in the tent after the audition in the West School Field.

It seemed that all of a sudden, the two returned to the moment when they were separated from each other.

Lu Yixuan clenched the wooden sword that had long been broken in his hand, and it was clear that the spring night was soft and charming, but now the stinging pain all over his body reminded him that he had fallen into an ulterior trap.

"The saint suspects that Da Yan has colluded with Beirong," she avoided Feng Mingxie's questioning, as if she was examining her self-righteous past over and over again, she didn't dare to be gullible, let alone speak falsely, "They said that the scorpion in the queen mother's robe came from the Northland Desert, "On the night when the starry night intercepted Hetujiya, she was probably not the only one outside the Wuhuai Gate, "You have seen Hetujiya." ”

It's not a question, it's a statement, it's even an affirmation.

Feng Mingxie paused slightly, and relaxed his shoulders, trying to capture some permission from her expression to calm down his emotions.

"Yes," any denial and justification he had now would only make Lu Yixuan even more suspicious and angry, "You already suspect that this king deliberately poisoned Empress Dowager Li." "It caused the chaos in Shengjing City now.

Lu Yixuan smiled coldly, the hot blood instantly wrapped the sleeve robe in a cold and sticky manner, what is true and what is false, she could not hesitate to believe in Feng Mingxi's innocence and innocence at that time, but now she doesn't dare to be confident, what the little prince has done is a big net, and if he can't guess through it, he will become his one move and a bait.

No one is exempt.

"When you were righteous and stern to Your Majesty, did you ever think that today in the face of Mr. Lan's overthrow, Feng Mingxi, who are you?" Lu Yixuan felt for a moment that he had never known the man in front of him, he smiled and smiled, and swaggered through the city in Shengjing City, turning over his hands for the clouds and raining hands, but in the blink of an eye, he became another face, with three knives on both sides, yang and yin, "Mrs. Ying was not killed by Ren Zaifu, it was you who killed you!" She thought that Ren An wanted to seal her mouth with silver and deliberately make trouble in Mrs. Ying's carriage, perhaps, she was wrong, all the fueling had the best reason and excuse, this man sat behind the scenes, pushed her out of Lu Yixuan and became a sharp sword, in the unjust case of Wei Guogong, using her unwillingness and sincerity to cover up her crimes, "Su Yijiao and I met my father's old department in the middle of nowhere, and he didn't say goodbye because...... He recognizes you. ”

The moment Kong Ping and Feng Mingxie passed by, the familiar voice and title made him stunned.

"Ten years ago, you were in Wei Guogong's army at all!" Lu Yixuan seemed to have figured out everything, the cause and effect were completely coherent, the answer was already coming out, her eyes widened angrily, and she was afraid of this incredible suspicion.

Feng Mingxie didn't answer, but he couldn't see half of the debunked heart on his face, as if every word Lu Yixuan said had nothing to do with him.

"Everyone said that my father listened to the rumors of the staff and decided to ambush Wuhuaimen, I have been looking for so long but there is no news, that staff member is no one else," she looked up and laughed, only to feel that the corners of her eyes were hot, "It's you, the little prince, isn't it." ”

Lu Yixuan didn't get a response, but suddenly felt a suffocating stinging pain, as if he was about to dissect his heart and lungs, staggered, gritted his teeth, and roared unyieldingly: "Is it!" ”

Why don't you dare to admit it, why don't you dare to say it yourself?!

Feng Ming's evil eyebrows raised slightly, and the waves in his eyes were fleeting: "Yes." Yuexia's face finally turned a little pale, as if he had no choice but to reply in the face of Lu Yixuan's questioning.

The wooden sword in Lu Yixing's hand fell to the ground "clang": "Ha-" She didn't shed tears, but laughed, "You don't care about the chaos in Shengjing at all, and you don't care about whether I, Lu Yixuan, will be hunted down, 'It's easy to get in, it's difficult to get out, it's hard to get out again and again, and it's unbearable' You ignore my situation in Shengjing and let Lu Yixuan go to the soup to smear your liver and brain, it's not that you're crazy, it's me who is crazy!" ”

Her voice was hoarse, her nails were blurred but she couldn't vent the anger in her heart, Lu Yixuan came to him desperately from Shengjing, but it became the most ridiculous joke in the world: "When my father was polluted and collaborated with the enemy, he may not know for the rest of his life that the culprit who really collaborated with the enemy and treason and leaked the marching formation map to Beirong is you at all!" ”