Long Jingming thought that Feng Huanling willingly put aside the dying Long Yucang and followed her, so he didn't force her to do anything, but insisted on keeping her in his imperial tent. Later, not only did Miao Shangshan come in to serve, but even when the generals went in and out to report the casualties caused by the madness of the beasts and the search for King Cheyue, they did not let Princess Cheyue avoid it.

As a courtier, it is extremely unreasonable to stay in the imperial account in the middle of the night, but when the current situation is special, the more straightforward military generals only say that Princess Cheyue is anxious for King Cheyue who is still trapped in the mountain. Moreover, Feng Huanling sat on the side, always with a dignified posture and a frank and righteous face, even if there were some doubts in his heart, he did not dare to think about it.

Until the sky was dark, Nangong Anye personally came back to report to Emperor Xuan, saying that King Cheyue and the county lord of Pingxi had been forced into the Houshan Emperor's Mausoleum by monsters in the middle of the night, and they didn't dare to trespass and couldn't wait for any reaction inside, so they had to come back and ask the saint to decide.

"Okay, I'll go see for myself!"

Long Jingming, who showed a righteous and awe-inspiring posture in front of people, immediately ordered someone to prepare to drive into the mountain, but this time he didn't let Feng Huanling personally serve him wearing gold armor, and he was very happy to agree to her request.

Hearing that Long Yucang was actually forced into the imperial tomb with Yang Yuluan, Feng Huanling couldn't stop feeling strange in her heart, although this news was better than the news of her death like last time, it didn't make her feel much more at ease than that time.

If he wasn't so tricky that he couldn't take care of himself, he wouldn't let a woman like the county lord of Pingxi retreat to the imperial tomb with her, even if it wasn't for her as a wife, according to his cold nature, he wouldn't be willing to entangle too much with irrelevant women.

Xu is because the last time he lived and died with him, the relationship between the two was not as deep as it is now; Xu is the mechanism in the imperial tomb is heavily besieged by the demonic beasts outside, and the situation of the former wolf and the rear tiger is really too dangerous; Although Xu said that she didn't care, in fact, in her selfish heart, she was very reluctant to see him and other women experience life and death together; In short, Xu is heart is blocked by a thousand threads, Feng Huanling is so uncomfortable that he even feels a little difficult to breathe, and he just wants to see Long Yucang as soon as possible to feel at ease.

In order to facilitate going deep into the mountains and forests to save people, naturally he couldn't sit in a sedan chair, Feng Huanling didn't care whether his horseback would arouse Long Jingming's suspicions, so he hurriedly changed into simple clothes and asked Zhilan to lead Long Yucang's mount over, turned over on the horse neatly, and followed closely behind Nangong Anye, who was leading the way.

Seeing this, Long Jingming, who was riding almost alongside her, only glanced at her deeply with a gloomy gaze, but his expression did not show the slightest abnormality.

When the group supported Emperor Xuan and Princess Cheyue and arrived at the Houshan Emperor's Mausoleum, the sky was already bright, but the ancient trees in the mountains and forests were still eerie and faintly terrifying.

Passing through the dense forest is the empty field in front of the gate of the imperial mausoleum, and the corpses of several strange-shaped beasts suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, coupled with the pungent bloody stench, so that people and horses froze in place and did not dare to approach.

Long Jingming was not moved by this hellish scene of Shura, but still had the leisure to look at Feng Huanling, who was half a horse behind him, and found that even some young soldiers could not help but look sideways and even vomit, but it only made the little woman frown slightly pale.

I'm afraid that even Yan Wushuang, who was born in Jiangmen back then, is nothing more than that, "Where is King Cheyue?" Didn't you say that you had already retreated into the imperial tomb? How can they fight to the death with these fierce beasts? Come on, why don't you hurry up and see where my imperial uncle is? Is the county lord of Pingxi still alive? ”

Naturally, these demonic beasts could not have died so miserably, they were obviously slaughtered by others, and the people who can do this in this back mountain are only afraid that the only one who comes out of Yuanling Mountain is the Cheyue King.

Although Long Jingming was also surprised in his heart that these behemoths that were terrifying to look at were slaughtered overnight, but the people who thought of causing such a tragic scene were mostly murderous.

Nangong Anye, who led the Imperial Forest Army this time, had no choice but to respond stiffly, and then endured the disgust and horror and led people forward, while cleaning up the bloody and miserable monster corpses on the ground, while trying to find any traces of human corpses in the fragmented stumps.

However, until they cleaned up the corpses of the fierce beasts that stained half of the mountain with blood in front of the imperial mausoleum, they did not see any stumps of suspected human corpses, so they had to turn around and truthfully return to Emperor Xuan.

"How could it not be? Could it be that my imperial uncle will disappear out of thin air! Even if Uncle Huang has this ability, where is the Lord of Pingxi? ”

Long Jingming, who was already pretending to have a dignified face, frowned sincerely, and couldn't believe that Long Yucang would be able to retreat again this time.

"Since the bodies of the prince and the county lord have not been found, it naturally means that they are safe and sound, is it possible that the Holy Lord is unhappy about this?" Feng Huanling's eyebrows were full of sorrow, and he was even in the mood to mock Long Jingming secretly, "Didn't the Holy Lord always say that the prince has great powers?" Obviously, the prince really turned evil into good fortune again, which must have made the saint very pleased, right? ”

Long Jingming's face turned slightly blue with anger, but he was angry in his heart, but he was hindered by the fact that all the generals were not allowed to attack, so he beat his horse and marched towards the gate of the imperial mausoleum with a low shout.

The ground under the horse's hooves was an eerie dark red soaked in beast blood, and although the corpses of the demonic beasts had been moved to both sides, the pungent stench of blood still filled the air and could not be dissipated in a short time.

The gate of this imperial mausoleum is only the outermost entrance, and it is still far from the "tomb center" where the royal coffin is really placed, and most of the royal family members and mausoleum guards know the mechanism of entering the door, but even so, as a courtier, they do not dare to trespass, so Nangong Anye will stay here for a few hours, and then go back to the front mountain to ask Emperor Xuan.

Thinking that Long Yucang might be inside the gate of the Imperial Mausoleum, although Feng Huanling was anxious, he could only follow the diagonal back of Long Jingming's mount and move forward slowly, his eyes did not look at the two sides, although they had been cleaned up, he did not let the weak woman see it, even ordinary men would have weak legs when they saw it, and they would leave broken flesh and bones, just staring at the towering stone gate of the Imperial Mausoleum for a moment.

However, before the people in front of the door could order the mausoleum keeper to activate the mechanism, the huge stone door that was originally tightly connected to the ground had slowly risen and opened on its own.

With the deafening rumbling sound, the solemn entrance to the outer part of the imperial tomb slowly appeared in front of everyone, but the generals who rarely had the opportunity to see the inside of the imperial tomb did not care about the scene inside, because all eyes involuntarily fixed on the bloodied figure at the door.

The original dusty silver armor has been dyed with different shades of blood, and the moon-like handsome face is also embellished with blood stains as if it has become a fierce god of war.

It wasn't until the "bloody man", who seemed to have just crawled out of the stinky pool of blood, walked out of the dark imperial mausoleum and stood in the dazzling morning light that everyone saw that he was still holding a little person in his arms, and Feng Huanling was even more stabbed by the sight.

That person is Yang Yuluan, the county lord of Pingxi, but the girl who was still high-spirited yesterday has a bloody face at the moment, and her body is tightly wrapped by the blood-stained cloak of Long Yucang, but people can't help but guess what kind of spring it is.

Seeing that King Cheyue's expression was not good, Nangong Anye hurriedly took the initiative to pick up the girl in his arms, and asked with concern, "Is the prince seriously injured?" ”

Long Yucang only shook his head, as if he felt that it was difficult to say even one more word, and after handing over the dying girl in his arms, he continued to walk towards his original goal.

Just now watching him walk out with other women in his arms, Feng Huanling really didn't feel good in his heart, although he was happy to see that he was not dead, but he couldn't suppress the awkward sourness surging like a wave. But despite her complicated feelings, watching him walk towards her step by step, she finally turned over and dismounted softly, and slowly met him hesitantly.

"You're fine, you're fine......"

Long Yucang, who seemed to have exhausted all his strength, first leaned over and hugged Feng Huanling, but he only spit out these five words, and he fainted unconsciously.

"Lord Wang? Long Yucang? Don't scare me! ”

For a moment, he couldn't care about the awkward Feng Huanling who was a little sour and vinegar, and hurriedly hugged his body that had begun to decline weakly, and he was so anxious that tears burst out of his eyes uncontrollably.

Cangyun, who had been invisible for a long time, appeared at this time, helped her put Long Yucang on the ground first, and said after checking the pulse: "It's okay, I can't die, it's just that I have been fighting with so many non-shallow level demonic beasts all night and are a little exhausted and prostration, and the point on my body is not enough to be fatal, and it will be no big problem for me to show him when I return to the palace." ”

Even though Long Yucang won the "gamble" this time, Feng Huanling had no time to rejoice, let alone how angry Long Jingming would be because of this, so he immediately asked him in a hurry, and didn't even hear how he agreed, so he hurriedly left the imperial tomb with the unconscious Long Yucang.

After they first returned to the camp tent to settle down for a while, they led people to carry Long Yucang down the mountain, and then took a carriage back to the Cheyue Palace.

As for Feng Huanling, the lord of Pingxi County, he didn't know it, and no matter how angry Long Jingming was, he wouldn't leave Yang Yuluan, who was obviously injured, and even brought it back to the palace to send the imperial doctor to treat her, and sent the news to the Pingxi Palace, which was far away in the western border.

And so far, King Pingxi, who has only had this baby daughter, immediately left Beijing to visit his daughter after receiving the news, but these are all things that will not be mentioned for the time being.

Even though there was a medical immortal Cangyun in the Cheyue Palace, Long Yucang also fell asleep and cultivated for a day and a night before falling asleep, but he could get out of bed and walk around on his own after waking up, unlike Yang Yuluan, who was injured and was actually far less serious than him, and lay on the sickbed for more than half a month.

Long Yucang woke up and began to look for Feng Huanling, he still remembered how he turned the scene when he walked out of the imperial tomb, if he was worried all night but watched her hug other men and appear in front of him for the rest of his life, he would definitely feel embarrassed.