Ling Xuan's expression was indifferent as he shuttled through the crowd of people coming and going, and his eyes fell on the ironclad soldiers patrolling the streets and alleys from time to time.

When passing by a small teahouse, a "strange" scene attracted Ling Xuan's attention.

The small teahouse, which was supposed to be a lively place, was unusually quiet at this time, as if there was a barrier blocking all the sounds.

There is only one table of guests in the teahouse, or there are no guests at other empty tables, which is caused by the presence of guests at this table.

There are two young girls drinking tea, and there are several cold figures standing around, and the breath is a little pressing, obviously, the strength should not be weak. The appearance of the two girls is very similar, as if carved out of a mold, although the appearance is similar, but from the color of the character, the personality is completely different.

One of the girls in blue had a happy smile, as lively as a rabbit, and the other girl in purple was a little older, and her temperament was more calm, with a light and deep smile, a little cold.

It's a bit similar to Yelan's temperament.

Ling Xuan looked at it from afar, and suddenly had such a thought.

Ling Xuan looked at the blue-clothed girl with slightly tightened eyebrows, feeling that he had seen it somewhere, as if he had seen it in the academy. Although Ling Xuan didn't like to move around in the academy and didn't see many strangers, he had some impressions, so he was very sure that this girl in blue should be from the academy. Compared with the girl in blue, Ling Xuan was more interested in the girl in purple, the girl smiled, and her eyes exuded a strong deep meaning, which was difficult to figure out.

Ling Xuan couldn't hear what the two of them were saying, and he wasn't interested in figuring it out.

Ling Xuan's gaze from a distance seemed to make the purple-clothed girl notice, and suddenly turned her head to meet Ling Xuan's gaze, this moment didn't take long, Ling Xuan retracted his gaze, and continued to walk forward with a calm expression.

The girl in purple didn't care, and turned around and continued to talk to the girl in blue.

......

In the few days that Ling Xuan was imprisoned in the dungeon, Ling Rui was busy searching, and Ling Wu did not leave the mansion and did not ask about the court.

Zhao Chuan and Mrs. Yan have been idle these days, drinking tea and chatting, or planning something.

In the pavilion in the backyard of Zhao's mansion, there were no idle people, only Zhao Chuan and Yan Taifu sat opposite each other.

It's a familiar scene.

Facing the breeze, "taste" the fragrant tea, the fleeting fragrance can bring a touch of pleasure.

Although the matter of Yan Fu's death has been depressed, and no one mentions it anymore, the furrows on Mrs. Yan's face have increased invisibly, which are traces of sadness, but his expression has recovered a lot, although it is not complete, but it is almost the same, and he thinks that he has gradually come out of his grief.

Mrs. Yan picked up a cup of tea and put it to his mouth, smelled the faint fragrance, and said in an indifferent tone: "Zhengguo's plan seems to be a bit grandiose, is it to eat more in one go? Once this step is taken, there is no turning back, but Zhengguo has thought clearly?"

"I've been thinking about this plan for a long time, and I thought it was a bit risky before, so I thought about it until now, but now it seems that time doesn't allow me to think about it anymore, otherwise something will go wrong. We are people in the same boat, so the key to success still depends on you, Taifu, and Taifu needs to beat the prince's ear from time to time, which is conducive to the progress of the plan. Zhao Chuan's tone was soft, but it seemed that there was no doubt and ruthlessness.

Mrs. Yan sighed lightly, seeing Mrs. Yan's initial expression, it seemed that she still wanted to persuade and persuade, but now she has completely given up, "Since that's the case, it's easy to say." Then he raised his teacup and said with a smile: "Then I wish us early success." ”

Zhao Chuan also smiled, raised his glass and touched it gently, and said, "Success." ”

......

Until dusk, Ling Rui and his people had already turned over the suspicious places in the entire Holy Heaven City, but they did not find any trace of the Demon Domain, for such a result, Ling Rui was a little disappointed, he didn't know what the problem was, or was his initial idea wrong?

He was getting a little dazed.

Ling Rui sighed silently with a look of disappointment between his eyebrows, and then shouted to the soldiers: "The patrol is still the same, the search is still the same, and the suspicious places will be searched carefully and carefully, and don't let go of any corner." ”

"Yes"

After giving the order, Ling Rui left alone in one direction.

......

When Ling Xuan returned to King Xuan's Mansion, the moment Ling Wu saw Ling Xuan's real person, Ling Wu's face suddenly overflowed with a smile that had not appeared in the past few days. After looking up and down, greeting and caring before and after, he breathed a sigh of relief and put his mind at ease.

And he commanded him to go down, and prepare wine and good meat.

However, if Ling Xuan needed it, he only needed the latter—good meat.

Although the dungeon was very quiet, the food was indeed not very good, there was not much oil and water, and after a long time, Ling Xuan missed the taste of meat. He didn't like it, but he couldn't live without.

Ling Xuan followed Ling Wu all the way to the backyard pool pavilion.

The two sat down one after another.

Ling Xuan noticed that Ling Wu's expression was a little strange, as if he had something to say, but he didn't say anything along the way, he couldn't help but say, "Father has something to say to his son?"

Ling Wu raised his eyes and glanced at Ling Xuan, feeling that since Ling Xuan returned to the Holy Heavenly City, his heart had changed a lot, and his mind was also very delicate, he pondered for a moment, and sighed slightly: "The Demon Domain has mixed into the Holy Heavenly City, I am afraid that there will be no peace in the city in the future, there are many forces in the court eyeing the Xuanwang Mansion, after this incident, it makes me think a lot, you have a relationship with the Xuanwang Mansion, this is already a fact on the surface, and your true identity does not know how long you can hide it, you have to be more careful in the future." ”

Ling Xuan's arrest and imprisonment made Ling Wu's worries invisibly increased.

Looking at his little son, he was full of thoughts.

Ling Xuan listened carefully and nodded, he knew that Ling Wu cared about him.

"Besides, I'm afraid that your Uncle Murong is running out of time. ”

Ling Wu continued with some difficulty.

Hearing this, Ling Xuan was suddenly shocked, "How can this be?"

This news came too suddenly, and it hit my heart hard, and my heart was slightly cold.

"I just learned the news today, I'm afraid my father will go to see your Uncle Murong in the next few days, maybe he has something to explain. Ling Xuan sighed.

"Father, I'll go with you. Ling Xuan said seriously.

There was a look of worry and worry in his face.

Yiyi must have had a hard time these days, right?

He is well aware of the current situation of Murong Mansion, and also knows the weight of Murong Chong in Murong Yiyi's heart, she seems to be strong with a resolute character cultivated by her childhood experience, but in fact, her heart is actually very fragile, as a girl, she also needs the care of others.

Ling Wu looked at Ling Xuan and suddenly smiled with satisfaction.

Ling Wudao: "It seems that getting along with Yiyi these days has added a lot to your relationship, which is a good thing for the future." ”

Ling Xuan was slightly stunned.

Ling Wu took a sip of tea and said with a deep face: "Father knows that you care about Yiyi, but you can't go, if you go, your identity will make people with a heart a little more suspicious." ”

Regarding Ling Wu's veto, Ling Xuan did not immediately refute it, nor was he sad, but chose to remain silent.

This silence is accompanied by incomprehension and doubt.

There was always a question in his mind.

Even though Ling Wu had given him some answers to this question, these answers could not completely convince him.

I don't know how long there was silence, Ling Xuan replied, "Father, my son knows. ”