Zhao Yuru didn't know that her husband had betrayed her, and she was still dreaming in the warm bed. Yesterday's killing didn't seem to have had much effect on her.

She came to a gorgeous peach forest, and in the rain of flowers, there were two people sitting playing chess. One is Master Mu Chen of the Reclining Buddha Temple, and the other is a priest of Yuchuan who has not been seen for a long time. The two sat around the chessboard, seemingly glued over the game.

"Master Mu Chen? Priest of Yuchuan? How did you end up together? Zhao Yuru stepped forward and asked puzzledly, "Am I dreaming?" ”

When Master Mu Chen heard this, he was immediately happy. He pointed at Zhao Yuru and said to the priest of Yuchuan: "I didn't expect this girl to really have Huigen, and she knew that she was dreaming!" ”

When Zhao Yuru heard this, he was stunned and said: "I just pinched myself, it doesn't hurt, but I'm not dreaming?" ”

Master Mu Chen's face was a little ugly, he waved his hand and said, "Come here, it's the first time that we both fall asleep at the same time, don't waste this opportunity!" ”

Zhao Yuru thought to herself, is it possible to draw a portrait together?

The priest of Yuchuan didn't have so many words from him, but he smiled and said, "Chief Sect Leader, do you want to come to a game together?" ”

"Okay!" Zhao Yuru didn't shirk either, and sat down directly, squeezing out of Master Mu Chen's position.

"Huh! I'm talking about you! Master Mu Chen glanced at him angrily and said, "You don't want to ask what we are doing here?" ”

"Are you just waiting for me to say that?" Zhao Yuru didn't buy it at all and said: "I don't ask!" ”

Hearing this, Priest Yuchuan showed a faint smile and said to Master Mu Chen: "I have always heard that you are unruly and unruly, and I thought you were such a powerful person. Unexpectedly, in front of Mr. Zhao, he was speechless! ”

Master Mu Chen snorted coldly and said, "I'm too lazy to bother with her!" But I'm telling you, you're about to doom! ”

Zhao Yuru was looking at the chessboard, and when he heard this, he angrily threw the chess pieces in his hand towards Master Mu Chen.

"What nonsense are you talking about! It's in my dreams, be careful I fix you! ”

"Fix what, fix it." Mu Chen knocked off her hand and said, "What I said is true!" ”

Zhao Yuru saw that his expression became serious, and he looked at the priest of Yuchuan uncertainly.

"It's really important."

"What catastrophe?" Zhao Yuru asked nervously, "What's wrong?" ”

Priest Yuchuan stood up and said: "The fortunes of the two of you are closely linked to the national fortunes of Dayan, and now the national fortunes of Dayan are bleak, and there is about to have a sudden change. And the only ones who can reverse this mutation are the two of you! ”

"The two of us? No, then you have all counted Dayan's national fortunes, can you calculate when I can turn back into Lin Yufu? I don't want to be the head coach anymore, I don't want to fight and kill anymore! ”

"This ······" The priest of Yuchuan was a little speechless.

"You two can't get it back!" Master Mu Chen shrugged his shoulders and said, "Only if you are Zhao Yuru and she is Lin Yufu, can the two of you become the ones who save Dayan." ”

"Why should I save Dayan?" Zhao Yuru wanted to cry and said without tears: "After saving Dayan today, do you still have to save Daqin tomorrow, and then Xiji, is it Beiban?" Why don't they save themselves? ”

"This sudden change will involve a lot of people. And a hundred years later, Dayan is the destiny of heaven! The priest of Yuchuan looked into her eyes and said, "Your descendants will unify this continent." That's all I say, and the next thing is to rely on your own efforts! ”

"No, you haven't said anything bad about me!" Zhao Yuru grabbed Master Mu Chen and said, "Say! ”

Master Mu Chen touched the tip of his nose and said, "Whether it is you or Lin Yufu, they are both facing a moment of life and death. It's up to you to resolve it. ”

"Wow, what you said is equivalent to not saying it!" Zhao Yuru said a little angrily: "So what are you doing in my dream?" ”

"Remind you! Disaster is coming. But we can't divulge it! It's good for you to be able to do this! ”

"You even told me what happened a hundred years later, and didn't tell me about the things that are close in front of you?" Zhao Yuru said a little angrily: "You guys are really annoyed!" ”

Priest Yuchuan smiled, nodded her head and said: "A hundred years later, it is not a heavenly opportunity, the moment of rapid change is a heavenly opportunity!" ”

After saying that, his eyes were fixed on the chessboard again.

Master Mu Chen also sat down, and neither of them continued to pay attention to her.

"Okay, anyway, when you come to see me in your dreams, you just remind me to be careful, if I hang up, Dayan's century-old foundation will be gone, right?"

Zhao Yuru looked at the two of them angrily, stepped forward, picked up a white piece and placed it on the chessboard casually, and then said, "Then I'll go!" ”

With that, she turned around and swaggered away.

Master Mu Chen looked at the chessboard in front of him, and then looked at Zhao Yuru's departing back, and said with a smile: "She won?" ”

Priest Yuchuan laughed, nodded and said, "It seems that we are worried in vain, even if we don't come to remind her, she can get out of the predicament!" ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, staring at the chess game on the chessboard, and were silent for a long time.

Zhao Yuru walked out of the peach forest, but was violently woken up by a cold wind blowing in front of him! She sneezed and sat up.

Subconsciously looked at his side, Song Moqing was gone. And the curtain of the tent was blown by the wind, and the stone that pressed the curtain was moved.

"Miss! Miss is not good! Doroku exclaimed and ran into the tent, the look of horror on her face palpable.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Yuru felt uneasy when he thought of the catastrophe that Master Mu Chen said in his dream.

"Ledu······ Ledu is dead! ”

These words rang in her ears like a thunderbolt from the sky! Ledu is dead! How can it be? She's been guarded by someone!

"Does the prince know?"

"The prince has already rushed over! And ······"

Doroku pursed her lips and said with some hesitation: "One more thing! ”

"What's the matter?" Zhao Yuru said a little eagerly: "Say it quickly!" ”

"Someone saw our uncle riding a horse out of our camp late at night, and he ······"

"What's wrong? You can talk faster! ”

"He also killed the brothers who blocked him. He was still carrying a box when he left, probably the head of Ledu. Ledu, probably he killed! ”

This incident, Biler is dead, and she is even more shocked.

"Song Moqing?" Zhao Yuru asked uncertainly: "Are you sure?" ”

Doroku sighed and said solemnly: "Miss, my uncle has committed treason!" ”

Although he has always suspected Song Moqing, at the moment when the real evidence is conclusive, Zhao Yuru is still a little reluctant to believe it.

"How so? Why did Song Moqing suddenly commit treason? Why? Zhao Yuru stood up and said: "It doesn't make sense, if he is a traitor, then he must try to prove his innocence, and then stay with us!" ”

"Sect Chief Zhao!" Xiao Liu opened the curtain and walked in and said, "Our prince is looking for you!" ”

"I see!" Zhao Yuru said absentmindedly: "What's the situation outside?" ”

"Ledu's head is in a different place, his body is still there, but his head is gone! Also, Lord Song is gone, and someone saw him come out of the camp in the middle of the night and kill our people. ”

"I know all of this!" Zhao Yuru put on her armor, glanced at Xiao Liu and said, "I'm asking, what are their opinions on the fact that Song Moqing is a traitor?" ”

Xiao Liu was stunned, shook his head and said: "You are you, he is him, Zhao Jiajun can distinguish right from wrong, and dare not have an opinion!" ”

Zhao Yuru didn't speak, and walked out of the camp with Taole.

The sky was still dark and uncertain, and everyone looked at Zhao Yuru who walked out of the tent, their expressions were a little unnatural, although everyone greeted her, but Zhao Yuru still noticed the strangeness in their eyes.

After all, it is none other than the traitor, it is their Zhao family's long-picked son-in-law! This incident was reported back to Shangjing, and I don't know what kind of turmoil it will cause. The son-in-law of the Zhao family is treasonous, if the emperor doesn't trust it, then their family will be beheaded all over the house!

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuru stumbled on the soles of his feet and almost fell.

"Miss be careful!" Doroy hurriedly helped her. Zhao Yuru broke out in a cold sweat after realizing it, she saw Yan Linjun not far away, and her expression was also very serious!

"Lord Wang!" Zhao Yuru hurriedly ran over, and now she can only hold Yan Linjun's thigh!

"What's going on?"

Yan Linjun shook his head, and soon someone walked out carrying a headless corpse.

"There are tattoos of the Northern Barbarian royal family on the corpse, it's all right!" Yan Linjun sighed and said, "It's a big trouble now!" ”

"Is it really Song Moqing?" Zhao Yuru nervously grabbed Yan Linjun's hand and asked.

Yan Linjun glanced at Zhao Yuru, sneered and said, "What kind of answer do you want to hear?" Did I make you feel better, or did I put it more bluntly? ”

"Forget it, it's all like this, how else can I feel better?"

"Ledu was killed from behind, but his footprints did go in the other direction, and he moved and struggled. With Ledu's acumen, it is impossible for someone to appear behind without noticing. So I think he must have been killed from behind while he was talking to someone. ”

"So······ There are two people? ”

"Probably yes! So we estimate that there are still moles here, maybe, your champion is still coerced, so to explain, do you feel better? ”

"Thank you!" Zhao Yuru sighed, Yan Linjun glared at the crowd of onlookers, and said fiercely: "What are you still doing in a daze?" No training, no patrols? ”

The soldiers didn't say anything, just silently bowed their heads and scattered.

Seeing that those people were gone, Zhao Yuru said a little weakly: "It's over, is our Zhao family finished!" ”

Yan Linjun clasped his hands to his chest, thought for a moment and said, "Objectively speaking, yes! ”

"But······ We didn't know that Song Moqing was such a person! We don't know! ”

"Then how are you going to make the world believe in you?"

"I ······" Zhao Yuru wanted to cry without tears: "Then what should I do now?" I'm not going to be beheaded, am I? ”

"It's useless to dwell on these now, let's see how to remedy it first!" Yan Linjun frowned and said: "Le Du is Ramadan's favorite son, and now that he is dead, we are afraid that we will have to prepare for a fierce battle!" And you, now that Song Moqing has rebelled, your prestige is also greatly reduced, Zhao Jiajun is yours, how do you establish your prestige, do it yourself! ”

"How do I know?" Zhao Yuru said anxiously: "Could it be that I have to personally kill Song Moqing?" ”

As soon as the words fell, there was an awkward silence between the two. A whistling north wind blew, and Yan Linjun said slowly: "Otherwise, do you think there is a better way?" Only if you kill your relatives with righteousness and atone for your sins, can your Zhao family have the possibility of recovering people's hearts and kings' hearts. Otherwise, you will wait for the betrayal to leave and be beheaded by the emperor! ”

After speaking, Yan Linjun turned around and left.

Zhao Yuru stood in the cold wind, and people coming and going couldn't help but cast complicated glances at her. Some are sympathetic, some are skeptical, and some are disdainful.

In the face of this matter, the Zhao family, who has always been one and the same, also had a gap.

The commander of their faith is married to a traitorous thief, which makes it difficult for them not to waver in their convictions.

Yan Linjun is right, if Zhao Yuru doesn't kill Song Moqing with his own hands, I'm afraid it will be difficult to end.

All of a sudden, everything was pressed on Zhao Yuru's heart, how did she start? How will Dayan's father and brother be implicated?

Master Mu Chen and Priest Yuchuan were really righteous enough, and told her in advance that they would be in trouble, but even if they did, what was the use?

"You're bored, come and play a game of chess in my dreams!" Zhao Yuru smiled bitterly.

"Sect Leader Zhao, don't catch a cold!" As she was thinking, a cloak was draped over her.

Zhao Yuru looked back and found that it was actually the little girl Xincha.

"It's you!" Zhao Yuru's expression was indifferent, she had the impression that this girl was either roasting a fire in the camp tent or sleeping. It's cold, and her little girl is also suffering with herself.

"Chief Sect Leader, that, I've heard about Lord Song. Don't be upset. We girls used to say that men don't have a good thing. You have seen less, you have been deceived, not surprising! ”

Zhao Yuru showed a wry smile, this sentence is better than being inconsolable. Xincha didn't know that she was the girl who read countless men before!

"As long as you encounter it, no matter how much you have seen it before or how little you have seen it before, you will be fooled. Xincha, you are still young, let me tell you, love this thing, it is better to touch it less. ”

"Chief Sect Leader, why do you say this, how do you look like our girl!" Xincha was stunned and said, "I don't know how our girl is in Beiban?" Now that Ledu is dead, will they be angry with our girl? ”

These words suddenly woke up Zhao Yuru!

That's right! What should Lin Yufu do? She is alone in Beiban, and now that Ledu is dead, Ramadan still has to arrest her to vent her anger?

"Damn Song Moqing!" Zhao Yuru gritted his teeth and scolded, and quickly ran in the direction where Yan Linjun left.

Ramadan was looking at his feet, the familiar head! He trembled and couldn't say a word for a long time!

"I brought back the head of Prince Ledu. As for the body, I don't have the ability! ”

The person who spoke was Song Moqing, who was dressed in black, his eyes were indifferent, and he looked very cold, completely losing his usual submissive appearance.

"Who did it? Who did this to you! Isn't it you? Ramadan roared angrily and stepped forward and pulled Song Moqing's collar and said, "Did you kill my son!" ”

"Prince Ledu is a prisoner of war, and Zhao Yuru and Yan Linjun have never been people who will treat prisoners of war preferentially. He was beheaded, and if it weren't for me, Prince Ledu's head would have been fed to wild dogs at this moment! ”

"How dare they!" Ramadan was red-eyed, and he didn't investigate whether Song Moqing's words were true or false, he directly pulled out his knife and cut down a guard next to him and said, "I want them to die without a place to be buried!" I want to take the heads of Zhao Yuru and Yan Linjun to pay tribute to Ledu! ”

He walked out of the tent with his knife and saw Sumon and Grande standing outside.

"Father, the ······ Is it really Ledu? ”

Ramadan didn't speak, he clenched the knife in his hand, and the next moment, he actually swung it at Su Meng without hesitation!

"King!" Several generals around him shouted in surprise and stepped forward to stop Ramadan, but the knife still fell, cutting a wound on Su Meng's shoulder.

"Are you satisfied? Your crown princess, killed my son! Ramadan said angrily: "Come on, press Lin Yufu over me, I will deal with her personally!" ”

"Father!" Su Meng said in a deep voice: "Even if you want to deal with it, it won't be my wife's turn." Killing Lin Yufu is just to vent his anger, but Yan Linjun's wife is about to go to Beiban, she is a real princess, and she is the famous lord of Yulin. robbed her, more useful than Lin Yufu! ”

"Yan Linjun······ That's right, Yan Linjun! He killed my son, and I will take her wife to honor my son, and I will use his wife to comfort the spirit of Ledu in heaven! As if he had found an outlet to vent, Ramadan threw away his knife and said to the generals under his command: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you come in and discuss it quickly!" ”

So saying, they re-entered into the king's tent.

Su Meng breathed a sigh of relief, his body tilted, and he collapsed on the ground.

"Sumon, stand up!" Grand stepped forward to help Su Meng up, and said helplessly: "How long do you still have to protect her?" ”

Su Meng touched the blood on his shoulder, sighed and said, "When I can't protect it!" ”

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, they saw Song Moqing coming out of the tent!

"Prince Sumeng is really infatuated, Song admires it!"

Su Meng looked down on such a traitor a little, and said with a sneer: "Is it more ruthless than Lord Song, the head of the sect Zhao treats you like this, you can leave it alone, Su Meng admires it!" ”

Song Moqing glanced at him coldly, and said lightly: "It's not your turn to comment on this matter!" I was tired and went to rest. ”

After speaking, he turned around and left, looking at Song Moqing's departing back, Grand frowned and said: "When he first came, he looked loyal and honest, and he was always ignored. But now that I look at it, the edge is revealed, but it is a fight with the king of Huaiyang. ”

"Alright, let's go back quickly. My wound hurts so much! ”

Grand smiled helplessly, looked at him and said, "You will also know the pain, I will see how strong you can be!" ”

The two supported each other and left, the big war came, and they all had things in their hearts that they couldn't let go, and they had to solve them.