Qin Xiang received the king's order, and was shocked, so she stood up tremblingly, standing behind Qin Lan nervously, expecting that the state affairs were busy, and the king had been in a bad mood recently, so he didn't dare to talk more. She stood aside, occasionally taking advantage of the moment to gently shake the small fan, peeking around, seeing that the king's face had improved slightly at this time, she put down a big stone in her heart, and hurriedly squatted down to pick up the folds that had just been scattered all over the place.

Qin Lan didn't look at her, she picked up a pen, muttered, and put down the pen for a long time, and slowly wrote a few big characters on a piece of white paper spread out in front of her. Qin Xiang's eyes were sharp, and when she raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of the name on the white paper, she knew that it was written to the city lord of Wanzhou.

'You're so sweet. Qin Lan glanced at the letterhead in her hand, and then a strange laugh came out of his throat, he stopped his pen, blew the paper a few times, returned to his previous lazy demeanor, leisurely leaned on the dragon chair, raised his hand and rubbed his temples, Qin Xiang saw this, hurriedly put down the letterhead in his hand, stood behind him, helped him gently hammer his shoulder, and said, "May the king dragon be healthy." ”

Qin Lan's eyes were slightly closed, swaying leisurely, and when he was comfortable, he inadvertently turned around and asked softly, "Qin Xiang, how many years have you been by this king's side?" ‘

A little surprise appeared between her eyebrows, and then it was cleverly concealed, her eyes were a little sour, and she said sadly with red eyes, "It's been more than twenty-seven years since I returned to the king's words. ‘

'Twenty-seven years ......' King Donglai repeated that sentence, a little distracted, a little groaning, a little emotional, a wry smile, then closed his eyes and muttered, "Qiankun turns a pill, the sun and the moon fly arrows, a floating dream, and the world changes a thousand times." In the blink of an eye, Queen Mu Qing had been dead for seventeen years. ‘

Qin Xiang heard the king say this, her body trembled slightly, and she looked up in surprise, looking at his face, at this time, it showed a little rare sadness. Ask what is the situation in the world, and teach life and death to promise. It's been seventeen years, is he still remembering Queen Muqing? Thinking of this, Qin Xiang's heart couldn't help but feel a little sour, and when she turned her head, she secretly wiped a few tears.

Qin Lan was silent, quietly leaning on the dragon chair, swaying slowly, the sadness that had just passed by was fleeting, his eyes were slightly closed, still with a little leisure. Seeing this, Qin Xiang hurriedly stepped forward and raised her hand to extinguish a few candlesticks, leaving only one lamp dim. The king closed his eyes this time, as a female official, Qin Xiang, naturally did not dare to ask more, so he had to stand silently behind him with his head down, and a small fan was gently fanned, bringing a little cool breeze.

"Huh." The corners of Qin Lan's lips were slightly raised, and a weird chuckle came out of his throat, which actually had a little more self-deprecation, his eyes were still slightly closed, so casually, as if he was talking about a topic that had nothing to do with him, "What was written by the king of Fang, but Qin Xiang saw it?" ”

Although it was a light sentence, in the heart of the maid who shook the fan, a storm suddenly set off, her figure suddenly froze, and a trace of panic suddenly flashed between her eyebrows. The small fan in his hand stopped in mid-air, stagnated for a moment and then waved again, Qin Xiang turned around, and swept the small fan lightly at night, so inadvertent, as natural as flowing clouds. She suddenly turned her head to hide her face, and a silver bell-like laugh came out of her lips, and she laughed, "The king is laughing, don't you forget, Qin Xiang doesn't know a word." ”

"Oh?" King Donglai's eyes were slightly closed, still swaying slowly, a trace of doubt came out of his throat, he was slightly stunned, as if he remembered something, shook his head and sighed softly, "This king is old, he has to serve the old!" After sighing, there was a little more apology in his voice, he opened his eyes, his eyes wandered several times, and then he fell on Qin Xiang and turned away suddenly, if there was a deep meaning, "Many things, I have forgotten a lot." Qin Xiang smiled lightly, raised her eyebrows, and silently stopped speaking.

The summer night is full, the cool breeze is blowing, a curtain of bright moon pushes the window in, and the clear moon pours down, the bleak and cold light, reflecting the slightly old face of the king of Donglai. Although the power of the king is not reduced, but time flies, the years are ruthless, stunned in his forehead, planted a few strands of hair, carved a few knife marks, the king of Donglai at this time, his expression is slightly sad, and he actually shows a few times of falling and expanding. The red candle was dim, and the candlelight was flickering, leading a few moths that did not know whether they were alive or dead, chasing the ethereal light, trapped in the lampshade, fluttering, struggling several times, and finally collapsed weakly, and finally died down. The breeze entered the room, a little curious, and slowly turned the ink in front of King Donglai, and gradually dried it.

At this time, Qin Lan opened his eyelids, glanced at the royal decree that had just been written above the case, and the letterhead in Qin Xiang's hand, sighed sadly. He quietly folded the letter he had just written, put it on the letterhead in Qin Xiang's hand, turned his head and ordered softly, "Ming'er, send a few confidants, and hand over this letter to Qin Lingyan, the city lord of Wanzhou!" ”

Qin Xiang was slightly stunned, still smiling lightly, and gently owed her body, "No." ”

A stone in his heart fell to the ground, and Qin Lan's heart suddenly felt a lot easier. The night was getting deeper, the breeze was blowing, he leaned on the dragon chair, swaying leisurely, looking at the swaying candles in the wind, faintly dim, at this time his eyes were slightly hazy, just a little tired, and couldn't help yawning. Seeing this, Qin Xiang put down the small fan in his hand, stepped forward to sort out the scattered twists and turns on the case, and smiled gently, "The king is tired, the dragon body is important, and I hope to rest soon." ”

Qin Lan heard this, raised his hand and rubbed his stinging temples, smiled at the corner of his lips, and didn't look at Qin Xiang, he got up and walked towards the inner palace. When he opened the bead curtain, as if he had thought of something, his footsteps paused, frowned slightly, and then turned around and said, "Ming'er, let's spread the news that Jiang An is trapped in Qi Ning!" Speaking of this, his voice gradually turned to mournful, and his eyes were a little more unbearable, and he suddenly sighed, and added a sentence at the end, "Especially, let Princess Yaohua know." ”

Qin Xiang was stunned for a moment, and for a while she didn't know what the king meant, as a subordinate, she didn't want to ask too much, so she just bowed and smiled gently, "No." ”

Let's say that tonight, on the outskirts of Jinliang City, Donglai, on the shore of the lake under the moon, Ye Jin, the son of the Lingling family, was alone, standing near the water, carrying a cup, and drinking alone to the moon. The blue dress, under the blowing of the breeze, reflected the lake water, dancing fiercely. After pouring out a few unwillingness, a few complaints, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, if Mingyue had a heart, disturbed by the infinite worries of this world, he must have been angry! The world is helpless, and there are many troubles! The breeze was unintentional, drilling into the sleeves, and a little chill rose, Ye Jin couldn't help but shiver, and sighed with a wry smile, "Cold-hearted people, the spring breeze for ten miles is still afraid of the cold!" After reading it, he threw the cup into the lake and brushed it away.

When passing by the room where Jiang An was imprisoned, a little uneasiness swelled up in my heart, and under suspicion, I went inside to take a look. As far as he could see, everything was as usual, presumably with the effect of ten miles of drunkenness, Jiang An lay on the bed, and had already fallen asleep. That Ye Shuifu was crooked on the side of the bed, and he was also sleeping soundly, his hands were still caressing the rope on Jiang An's body, holding it shallowly. Seeing this, Ye Jin felt a little resentment in his heart, and suddenly his anger was about to ignite again, thinking of his little sister sleeping peacefully, he was afraid of startling her, so he had to suppress his anger for the time being, stepped forward and glared at Jiang An, leaned over and picked up the woman who was as light as a catkins, and left slowly.

Although the long night is long and long, it can't stop the golden crow that breaks through the clouds, and it sweeps away the darkness with a radiant posture, announcing the arrival of a new day to the world. Recently, the famine in the northwest, after some processing, has a bit of eyebrows, and the situation has been alleviated, perhaps because of the mood, Qin Lan feels that today's sun is exceptionally bright, and the pace is much brisker, as if returning to the old days when he was young. After going down to the court, he went to Yongfu Palace to rest, along the way, only to see the spring breeze blowing willows, thousands of flowers blooming all over, the sound of warblers and swallows, and the murmuring of streams. When lingering and enjoying the beautiful scenery, when I raised my eyes, I saw a woman in a beige gauze dress from afar, with a graceful posture, wandering several times, tiptoeing in the direction of the Golden Palace, thinking that she had been waiting for a long time. Qin Lan's lips suddenly flashed with a shallow smile, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a touch of sadness, a little distraction, a little trance, her eyes were slightly closed, and she thought in her heart, Yao'er, you are still here.

The woman raised her eyes, and she also saw him, and she hurriedly ran over, her slender figure like a colorful butterfly flying among the flowers. When he reached his side, he suddenly leaned down and knelt down, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and the two lines of clear tears slipped down suddenly, and he cried hoarsely, "Father, please spare Brother Jiang'an!" ”

Qin Lan frowned when he saw this, and the scene in front of him was frozen in a trance into the scene he didn't want to see the most. King Donglai couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, sighed, leaned over to pull the crying woman up, and said softly, "Yao'er, get up and speak first." ”

Shu Yao stubbornly dodged his arm, raised her head, her eyes were red and swollen, obviously crying for a long time, she whimpered in a low voice, struggling to be willful, "If my father doesn't agree, I won't get up!" ”

Qin Lan was stunned for a moment when she heard her words, and in desperation, she finally stopped reaching out to pull the crying woman, turned around, her voice gradually turned cold, and asked, "Where did Yao'er hear that this king wants to kill Jiang An?" ”

Shu Yao raised his head, with a lot of resentment in his eyes, stared at his back for a long time, and finally smiled bitterly and shed tears, "At this time, does my father still want to lie to me?" She leaned down and kowtowed, tears like beads of broken threads, fluttering down on the dirt in front of her, and shouted, "All civil and military officials know about this!" ”

"Hah!" King Donglai chuckled lightly in his throat, turned to the woman who was crying in front of him, and showed a hint of disappointment in his eyes, "Yao'er would rather believe the rumors outside than trust her father?" ”