After tonight's riots, the prefect and government will definitely strengthen their vigilance to strictly prevent the recurrence of prisoner robbery. It may be even more difficult to get her out of prison under the cover of people's eyes. If he just escorted her away, Zhan Long would be fearless, but now he still needed to think about the safety of the old butler and the queen mother, so he had to think carefully. Although he had been running around for a day, he was completely sleepy now, and it was already five watches when he returned to the inn. A few steps away from the room, the war dragon sensed that there was someone inside, and estimated that the person had no malicious intent, so he casually pushed the door in. The room was dark, and by the moonlight pouring in from outside the door, the war dragon saw the man's face clearly, and the corners of his mouth inadvertently overflowed with a smile. The man ignored the arrival of the war dragon, and just sat quietly in front of the desk, looking at the cold moonlight in the sky, and his tall figure vaguely revealed a bit of loneliness.

"Why don't you light the lights?" The war dragon took out the fire fold from his sleeve, lit the red candle in front of the man, and then closed the door before sitting down opposite him. At this time, he found that the person in front of him had loose hair, messy clothes, gloomy eyes, and a pale face, as if he was depressed, which was very different from the arrogant and majestic Rong Wang Ye he was familiar with, and he couldn't help but be stunned in his heart.

Seeing that Zhan Long was about to say something to inquire, Prince Rong smiled bitterly, raised his hand to stop him, and said, "Ayou, you don't seem to have ever called me an imperial brother. ”

Hearing the desolate meaning of Prince Rong's words, Zhan Long couldn't help frowning, and inexplicable worries welled up in his heart. "Brother Huang."

Hearing this, Prince Rong laughed heartily, and there seemed to be water flashing in his eyes. "Take it, and from now on I and the little girl will not owe each other." After speaking, Prince Rong stuffed a small cloth bag into the hand of the war dragon, and then got up to leave.

"What happened?" Zhan Long stopped Prince Rong with one hand and asked in a deep voice.

After being silent for a long time, Prince Rong patted Zhan Long's shoulder and replied indifferently: "It's not worth mentioning." Knowing that Prince Rong is arrogant and strong, as long as he doesn't want to say it, no one can ask why, Zhan Long sighed helplessly, lowered his hand, and left with him. After stepping out of the door, Prince Rong paused outside the door for a moment, and said earnestly: "Ayou, take good care of the queen mother and take care of your body." The royal brother is gone. As soon as the words fell, the man disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the slightly white sky, the war dragon felt stunned, and stood in front of the door for a long time before coming back to his senses. He placed the small cloth bag in his hand on the desk and opened it, and saw a palm-sized letterhead and a delicate porcelain vase, so he hurriedly unfolded the letterhead and looked at it carefully. When his gaze moved to the end of the letter, Zhan Long's heart was suddenly shocked, and the light and shadow in his black eyes swayed with the candlelight. Unexpectedly, he came here to say goodbye to himself! And I didn't even know the deep meaning hidden in his words! But now it's too late to chase after it...... Who is it or what can make even if the army is defeated and flees, it will not be able to lose half of the arrogance in his bones and blood and the noble prince Rong? If you don't say goodbye, how sad it will be to know your mother! However, since he does not want to see anyone, why bother to force him, and then send someone to find him after a while. Thinking of this, the war dragon gathered his mind, took the small porcelain vase and the letterhead into his arms, and greeted the first ray of dawn, and galloped towards Ningfu with light skills.

Since returning to the cell, the leader has had an indescribable depression in his heart, and when he returned to Anfu to resume his life, he saw An Ruiqi sitting alone in the room and engrossed in peeling corn kernels for Gugu, although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was gloom and loneliness in his eyes that was difficult to hide, and the leader felt even more uncomfortable.

Looking at An Ruiqi's thin and lonely figure, the leader hesitated for a while, and finally didn't dare to enter the door, so he leaned over outside the door and said, "Master, my subordinates are back." ”

Hearing this, An Ruiqi's eyes flashed with a faint light, a few plump corn kernels slipped from his hands, and for a moment, everything seemed to have never happened, he still lowered his head to peel the corn kernels in a calm state, and asked absentmindedly: "Is the matter done?" ”

"Go back to the master, the subordinates act according to the plan, don't dare to make mistakes!" Seeing An Ruiqi's lonely expression and forbearance, the leader mustered up his courage and continued: "Miss Ning......"

Without waiting for the leader to finish speaking, An Ruiqi casually picked up the jasper flute on the case, and blew it gently, causing him to spread his wings and flutter. "You see, Goo Gu even recognizes the sound of the flute." An Ruiqi chuckled, and a cold light appeared in his dark eyes. Seeing this, the leader was frightened and involuntarily knelt down on one knee.

"Back to the master, this carrier pigeon was domesticated by the Shadow Guard for the purpose of transmitting messages, so I recognize the sound of this flute." The leader explained tremblingly.

"Why did the carrier pigeon of the Shadow Guard appear in the house of the general of the Yue Kingdom?" An Ruiqi stretched out his hand to soothe Gugu, and the sharpness in his eyes continued unabated.

The leader suddenly understood what An Ruiqi was suspicious about, and couldn't help but tremble all over his body, sweat coldly, and hurriedly replied: "The prime minister just mistakenly believes in the traitorous villain, please be aware of it!" ”

An Ruiqi looked at the leader, his gaze was unfathomable, and after a long time, he returned to his calm and breezy appearance, and said: "Yes, the prime minister is brave and loyal, how can he collaborate with the enemy and commit treason, I am too worried." After saying that, he picked up his sleeve, carefully wiped the flute, and then took out a delicate gold necklace in his bosom, tied the flute to it, hung it on Gugu, and whispered, "Give Gugu back." The leader immediately stepped forward and wanted to take Gugu away, but seeing An Ruiqi tightly holding on to its bulging body, he was at a loss for a while. If she returns it at this time, how will she place it? An Ruiqi groaned for a while, and said slowly: "Let's wait for tomorrow." After finishing speaking, An Ruiqi let go of his hand, cooed and flew up, and landed on his shoulder obediently, with a few low sounds in his throat, which made people feel melancholy when they heard it.

Tomorrow? What about tomorrow? The leader sighed and bowed away.

In the afternoon, the warm sun melts, the ice and snow in the garden gradually melts, the cold plum condenses, the delicate and glamorous, the fragrance is secretly sent, and the spleen is refreshing. A few birds quietly emerged from the bare branches of the ginkgo, stretching their wings, combing their feathers, and chirping softly in the warm sun. After a while, he flew down to the bluestone steps and bowed his head to feed. In the midst of leisure, the cold silence in the small gazebo seemed out of place. No matter how bright the sun is, it still can't dispel the mist that permeates it. An Ruiqi sat on the stone bench in the pavilion, his expression was in a trance, his eyes were scattered, as if he was too empty, but his white hands were quickly turning the heavy volume in front of him, and each page only stopped for a moment. The cold wind blew, lifting up a few pages of yellowed paper, making a rustling sound, disturbing the silence of the party. An Ruiqi suddenly came back to his senses, spread out Bai Xuan, picked up the wolf's hair, dipped his feet in ink, and waved his pen to write. Although the prestige of the Protector still exists, it is not easy to reconvene the old department, and besides, the emperor will not want to see the generals who are more loyal to the Protector than him gather together to become a confidant. In this way, the emperor will only transfer soldiers and horses from the existing army to the descendants of the protectors. An Jiajun was originally a subordinate of the Protector of the Country, but now he is under the orders of the Stable Country, the emperor knows that he can't keep it for his own use, and he thinks that it will all be transferred to the Protector's flag in the future, as for the 100,000 army in the hands of Duan Nantian, he has always obeyed the orders of the military department, and the emperor will never keep them under his command. That's no more, no less, exactly 200,000 soldiers and horses. Although Duan Nantian's soldiers are all fierce and good at fighting, they can be arrogant and domineering, and if they are not restrained, they may cause trouble. It is only the best policy to split its forces and put them under the control of the An Jiajun. Suddenly, more than a dozen lines of black characters have appeared on the paper, the font is vigorous and neat, and at a glance, they are all names. A piece of paper was full, An Ruiqi spread out another piece of paper, and was about to put down the pen, but when he saw the leader walking quickly, he put down the pen and unhurriedly sorted out the items scattered on the stone table.

"Master Mo has a letter, please take a look at it." The leader took the letter from his bosom, knelt down on one knee, and presented it with both hands.

"I'm tired." An Ruiqi glanced at it, and a hint of joy appeared on his face. After Mo Niancong's repeated impeachment, the emperor finally made up his mind to severely punish Duan Nantian for the crime of abusing power for personal gain and supporting the army for self-respect, and planned to issue an order to remove him from the position of secretary of the military department, and his military power was temporarily in the hands of the prince of Qi. Finally have everything! "Let's go, follow me to Ningfu." After speaking, An Ruiqi's clear eyes were as clear as water, revealing a faint sadness.

"Yes!" The leader hurriedly followed, puzzled.