As night falls, the cool breeze of late autumn breaks in.

As soon as Feng Wuwu opened the door, he threw himself into Jun Moran's arms.

He stood in the wind for several hours, and his dark robe was stained with cold dew, which was slightly cool.

"Mo Ran, you're definitely not going to leave your master, are you?"

Feng Wuwu asked in a muffled voice, her eyes slightly red, and she was at a loss.

Jun Mo dyed Kong Wu's powerful arms tightly around her slender waist, and said firmly, "Even if you are disgusted with this king, this king will never let go." ”

"Nonsense. When he is awake, he thinks of you all the time, how can he be disgusted with you? ”

Feng Wuwu stretched out his hand and gently stirred the cool breeze, not wanting to let the bone-chilling chill disturb the peace at the moment.

Jun Moran lowered his eyes and looked at Feng Wuwu, who was lying on his chest like a kitten, hesitated again and again, and finally broke the peace, "After Yun Feibai seized the military power, he put Yun Minhang under house arrest in disguise. At this moment, he has led his troops to gather on the east line of the Yunqin Tianshan Mountain, and he may invade the eastern border in a big way at any time. After completely solving Ao Che and Jimo Zhiji, you will return to the east with this king first, okay? ”

Feng Wuwu knew that there would be a battle between Donglin and Yunqin.

Jun Mo Ran is the regent who holds the power of millions of troops in the east, and he is bound to shoulder the heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

Even if she doesn't worry about him, she can't shackle him by her side because of her own selfishness, and let the people in the east ignore him.

After much thought, she nodded heavily, her voice as thin as a mosquito, "Okay." ”

Sneeze –

Si Ming, who was waiting quietly a few feet away, blew a cool breeze for a long time and sneezed coldly.

He picked his nostrils with his hands, but saw Jun Moran and Feng Wuwu looking at him intently.

Si Ming was extremely embarrassed, retracted his hand with a "boom", and hurriedly carried it behind his back.

Jun Moran glanced at Si Ming, who still had two tubes of snot on his lips, and said coldly, "Go wash your hands." ”

Command: "......"

His face was blown white by the strong wind, and it turned red in an instant.

Feng Wuwu saw Si Ming's embarrassment, and his thin red sandalwood mouth moved slightly, "The wind is strong in Beili, if there is no urgency, go back and rest quickly." ”

"If you go back to the princess, your subordinates really have something urgent to report."

Si Ming straightened his face and said solemnly: "The ruthless letter has words, saying that a letter written by Yun Feibai was found on the bank of the moat of Kyoto in the east. The letter was burned to the point and the handwriting was so blurry that it was impossible to see to whom it was written. What can be determined at present is that there is indeed an internal response of Yun Feibai in Kyoto to the east, which helps it spread the rumor that 'Yun Feibai is infected with malaria'. ”

"Moatside?"

Feng Wuwu's heart was clear, her eyes were suddenly cold, and her voice was lonely: "Come to think of it, Fu Ye is sure that he discovered Yun Feibai's conspiracy, so he will sink to the bottom of the moat without knowing it." As for the people who should cooperate with Tongyun Feibai and the outside, nine times out of ten they pretended to accompany Jimo Zhikite to return to Beili first, and then secretly poked Ao Che who returned halfway. ”

Jun Moran bowed slightly: "Except for Ao Che, I won't be the second choice." ”

"People's hearts are fickle, and this is true. No one expected that Ao Che, who was loyal and courageous, would fall willingly and embark on the road of collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country. ”

"Follow this king to a trip to the prison of Dali Temple. As expected, Beitang Liyin must still have what Ao Che needs in his hands. When the time comes, they will be all clawed. ”

"Hmm."

Feng Wuwu cheered up and vowed to avenge the innocent and tragic deaths of Fu Yeshen and Feng Yi.

If her reasoning was not wrong, Fu Yeshen should have died at the hands of Ao Che.

As for Feng Yi, although he was personally shot by Yun Minxing, Yun Feibai and Ao Che could not escape the blame.

Thinking like this, Feng Wuwute sped up his steps, only looking forward to being able to kill the ruthless Ao Che with his own hands.

Passing by the brightly lit East Chamber, she originally planned to enter the house to say goodbye to Su Jinru, but saw that there was a fist-sized hole above the window of the East Chamber.

"What's going on?"

Feng Wuwu was puzzled and knocked on the door gently.

After a while, she saw that no one answered, so she simply kicked open the door of the void.

The cool breeze outside the house rushed in, and it happened to douse the charcoal sparks that had already spread to the warm gauze curtains on the side of the stove.

Feng Wuwu walked to the bookcase, glanced at the tombstone inscription that had not yet been written on the case, and said a little anxiously: "Didn't Su Shimo be kidnapped?" The eldest brother has always been relieved of the Su family, and the master really doesn't want her to have an accident. ”

Jun Moran said firmly: "There is neither incense nor traces of a fight in the house, and it is very likely that she came out of the house on her own." ”

"I hope so."

Feng Wuwu looked around left and right, and did not wait for Su Jinru to return, so he had to go to the Dali Temple prison first.

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Dali Temple Heavenly Prison

Hokudo Liyin curled up in the dark and rotten old house, swept one leg, and kicked the scraps at his feet to the ground.

With red eyes, she stared at the iron window at the door of the cell, hoping that Beitang Longting would be able to open the net, and that Baili Heze would arrive in time to save her life.

To this day, she still can't give up hundreds of miles of river.

She secretly thought that if Baili Heze was willing to marry her, the hatred in her heart would be wiped out sooner or later.

It's a pity that Baili Heze has and only Feng Wuwu in his heart.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get into his heart.

Beitang Liyin's silver teeth were shattered, and Feng Wuwu cursed thousands of times in his heart.

At the same time, Ao Che was sneaking in from the back door of the prison with Jimo Zhikite in his arms.

Tonight, it is really the night of candles in the cave room of Ao Che and Jimo Zhikite.

Ao Che didn't want to ruin the fun, and originally planned to come to the prison again after Jimo stopped the kite from sleeping.

Unexpectedly, the ink kite was not allowed to touch it at all.

With a cold face, she blindly urged him, asking him to quickly get the secret passage map of the Beili Palace held in Beitang Liyin's hand.

Ao Che's face suddenly sank, and he said with a little displeasure: "Kite seems to be very repulsive to men and women? ”

"I... I was pregnant. ”

Jimo Zhikite said softly, and there was not a trace of joy on his face.

"You mean, you're pregnant with Ao's flesh and blood?"

Ao Che looked at Jimo Zhiyu's unconceived abdomen with ecstatic joy.

With a slam of force, he lifted her up horizontally, and happily hugged her around several times.

Jimo Zhikite was dizzy by him, and said with a wistful expression: "What is there to be happy about?" Now, your skills have been lost, your title has been revoked, and even if I give birth to a child safely, I will not be able to give him wealth and glory. ”

The joy on Ao Che's face suddenly dried, and he said solemnly: "Don't worry, Iris, Ao will not let you down." ”

Jimo Zhikite did not answer.

At this moment, she was full of boredom, and she really didn't want to deal with Ao Che.

Recently, she has drunk a lot of child-avoiding soup, and she really can't understand why she became pregnant inexplicably.

The funny thing is that Ao Che doesn't know what Jimo Zhiyuan is thinking.

He carefully supported her and whispered, "There is a lot of turbidity in the prison. If you notice the slightest bit of stuffiness, don't grit your teeth and endure it, it's not good for the fetus. ”

"Hmm."

Jimo stops the kite and responds extremely perfunctorily.

Since the beginning of her sensible days, she has fantasized that one day she will be able to give birth to children for Jun Mo Ran.

Unexpectedly, her youthful dreams were finally shattered into slag.