The north wind blew through the middle of winter, changing to a piece of silver, the weather warmed up, and the earth gradually changed into a purple and red.

Gu Linyuan didn't know how he had spent the past few months. He went to the morning court at a regular time every day, and reviewed the recitals late at night. He didn't dare to give himself free time, he was afraid that he would be free. The person's voice will involuntarily appear in my mind.

He never went to Fengzao Palace again, no matter how Su Ruolian persuaded him, he just said lightly, "The queen should know the general situation, and the affairs of the court are too busy." No matter how coquettish the beauty is, he doesn't have half of the pity he had before.

Outside the court, everyone said that the emperor was diligent in state affairs every day, and did not set up a concubine, but only favored the queen alone, but only she Liu Suruo understood in her heart that Gu Linyuan had never stepped on her Fengzao Palace at all.

On this day, there were ministers who played, the old emperor of Dongyue was seriously ill, but the status of Zheng Xiaonan, the prince of the East Palace, was low, and he was sent to Xishu to be a proton for ten years when he was young, and the princes were dissatisfied with his position as the prince. Since the old emperor was critically ill. The struggle for the crown prince is more and more on the table, and the most powerful of them is the eldest prince Zheng Xiaoying, who is the only prince who can compete with the crown prince. At present, the situation is critical, the prince wants to borrow troops from Xishu, if he can ascend to the treasure, he will offer two cities, unconditionally to Xishu.

"Your Majesty. Are we going to come out or not to be this soldier? Yang Ge Lao was full of anxiety, touched his beard and asked.

There seemed to be a fragment in my mind. Gu Linyuan's eyebrows were indifferent, "Out." Why not, it would be a fool not to do such a good deal! "And underneath. The drooping hands had already clenched into heavy fists.

"Just add 20,000 troops, let's sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight!" He looked down at the map on the imperial case. The corners of the mouth are slightly raised.

"Yes, Lao Chen understands!" Elder Yang Ge was about to retreat. But he was called by Gu Linyuan, "Let Yang Yi enter the palace." I have something important to tell him! ”

"Yes!" Elder Yang Ge bowed his head in response. His son Yang Yi has been the emperor's personal guard since he was a child, and now he is the emperor's confidant. He couldn't help but feel relieved as a father.

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Yang Yi was still dressed in black and appeared in front of him. Get down on one knee and look at him with your hands in your fists.

He was so anxious at the moment that he didn't say anything else, and went straight to the point. "I have named you the general of the aid to the West. You were ordered by me to enter the Western Shu Kingdom with 20,000 elite soldiers. But remember, your purpose is not to fight. I still want you to ask for something! ”

Yang Yi's face was puzzled, "Please ask the emperor to order!" ”

"There was a fire in the cold palace that day. Zheng Xiaonan said goodbye without saying goodbye, and even couldn't wait for Ling'er to be buried before leaving. I want you to find out if he meant anything else in his hurry! Remember, don't startle the snake! ”

"My subordinates understand!" Yang Yi has been by his side since he was 14 years old, how could he not understand the deep meaning of his words.

"I'll leave this matter to you. You must find Ling'er, and you must meet people. Death to see the corpse! He couldn't hide the joy in his heart, since the fire in the cold palace, the houses in the palace collapsed, everything was scorched, and he didn't find any charred corpse that looked like Lu Lingxi. And Zheng Xiaonan was eager to go, and after the great sorrow, he was able to be excited, and now he wants to re-examine this matter.

He didn't dare to act before, because he was afraid, he was afraid that the fire in the cold palace that day would be too big, and his spirit would really turn into a pinch of dust, he was afraid, and the bold speculation in his heart was just a conjecture of excessive thoughts.

But now, it was God who gave him the opportunity. In his heart, there is always a voice echoing in his ears, his Ling'er must still be alive, and he will not die so easily.