Time flickered, and the full moon had risen in mid-air.

Silvery moonlight poured down, making what should have been a dark night as bright as day.

The crowd that had just sat around the table had now all moved to sit around a large fire.

On top of the fire, a moderately fat sheep is being skewered on an iron frame and slowly roasted, the fat of the sheep is roasted by the fire, and a burst of tempting aroma instantly spreads from the roast sheep.

There are square mahogany tables around the fire, Jun Yichen is sitting elegantly in front of the fire, his face is peaceful, there is no sign of anger, the whole person is still so casual and lazy, as if two hours ago, Xiao Ling disappeared for no reason and was pretended to be something that did not happen at all.

He chatted with Murong Jin and Dugucheng without saying a word, and touched a few glasses from time to time, looking very happy.

The calmer he was, the more uneasy Luo Yingxue was sitting next to him.

Although he would soon turn his head and smile softly at himself, the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes, making her feel a sense of alienation from thousands of miles away.

Is he starting to doubt himself?

However, two hours have passed, Xiao Ling has probably been locked up in a dark prison a long time ago, and they should not find out, not to mention, they should be together inside and out, and they are done seamlessly, and there are no traces left in the tent.

Moreover, she thinks that she imitates Xiao Ling with nine points of resemblance, she remembers the words of her master, tries not to be in the limelight, and quietly can definitely hide from all of them.

She had secretly observed, and so far, except for the surrounding guards who had tightened their precautions because of the arrival of Murong Jin, the crown prince of the Southern Kingdom, she had not seen or heard any particularly big movements nearby.

This should prove that His Royal Highness King Chen and the two maidservants beside Xiao Ling have not noticed anything unusual.

After clearing her thoughts, Luo Yingxue's heart settled down a little.

Seeing Luo Yingxue beside her bowing her head and not speaking, Jun Yichen's blood-like red lips showed a sarcastic arc at an angle that she couldn't see.

When he turned his head, his expression changed, and he smiled lightly: "Ling'er, what's wrong?" Didn't you say you wanted to eat roast lamb before? ”

"Uh~Well, yes." Luo Yingxue was stunned for a moment, and then quickly replied.

Jun Yichen nodded with a smile, then looked at the man in black sitting opposite him, and hooked his lips evilly: "Feng Xuan, your roasting skills need to be improved." ”

Feng Xuan turned his hand to roast the sheep, feeling a little depressed, he was busy inspecting and supervising all day long, and he had to sort out the disaster relief results reported by various county orders for his own prince, and he didn't have time to touch the teacup until it was dark.

As a result, before he could take a sip of tea, he was recalled by the prince with a message.

When I came back here, I didn't drink tea, I didn't eat food, and I was ordered by the prince to roast mutton for a large group of people, and now, I have to be ridiculed by the prince in public, no matter how cold and indifferent he is, he also has the urge to jump to his feet.

There was a little resentment in his heart, but his face was still as cold as ever.

As the saying goes: if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan.

After a quarter of an hour, he finally slipped the bowl in front of everyone's table with fragrant mutton, which made him secretly relieved.

On closer inspection, fine beads of sweat were dripping down his entire forehead, and there was a faint glimmer against the fire.

"Feng Xuan, it's hard work, let's have a cup of tea."

A clear voice sounded in Feng Xuan's ears, and immediately, a slender and white hand handed a blue and white porcelain cup appeared in front of him.

Feng Xuan turned his head and saw that it was Lei Xin, she had a shallow smile on her face, her big apricot eyes winked at him playfully, and her cherry red lips opened slightly, revealing a small row of white teeth, which looked very pleasing.

Feng Xuan couldn't help but look at her eyes, and a strange look suddenly flashed in his heart, he frowned slightly, then looked away, reached out to take the teacup, and said lightly: "Thank you." ”

Hearing him thank her, Lei Xin was very happy, he began to learn to thank her, and it was a surprise gain.

However, as soon as she thought of Miss Ling, she lowered her head and sat back in her place, with an innocent and lively smile on her face, and pretended to talk to Luo Yingxue.

Hum! Acting? She can too, and she's skilled.

At this time, a hundred meters away from them, Shangguan Li was striding through the inspection, his expression was very serious, his thick and moderate red lips were tightly pursed, and the hilt of the sword on his waist was fiercely held by his broad hand.

He and Feng Xuan were called back by the prince one after another, and when they returned here, they had not seen the prince yet, so they were sent here to inspect, as long as there was a flying pigeon to pass a book, or a secret arrow to send a message, they had to be intercepted and checked immediately.

Now, he and the other guards in Tsing Yi are keeping an eye on every place, not missing any of the places that make a noise.

At this time, above their heads, a golden eagle eagle was circling in circles and circles, and finally, it swooped down, as fast as lightning, and when it reached Shangguan Li's people, it soared rapidly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Shangguan Li only had time to see a golden shadow flashing overhead, and then looked up, but he couldn't see anything, plus it was night, and there was mist in the sky, even if the moonlight was bright, it was still vague and unreal.

As he pondered what had just passed in front of him, a glowing envelope slowly fell from above.

Shangguan Lijun's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and he looked up, and finally, he took the envelope in his hand with a leap of leaps, and then turned around and landed.

He lowered his head and slowly opened the envelope, and took out a two-inch-wide note inside, on which it was written in black and white: 'Xiao Ling has been saved, and today next year, he will return to Princess Chen'.

Shangguan Li was shocked, he had only been away from here for a day, what happened?

He didn't have time to continue thinking, but ordered the surrounding guards to strictly inspect it, and he quickly walked in the direction where Jun Yichen was.

Unbeknownst to them, the golden eagle eagle that had just soared above the sky they could not see suddenly shook its long and wide wings, and in an instant, a layer of golden powder brushed down, and when they looked at it again, it had become a white and flawless snow sculpture.

Soaring, it merges with the moonlight, regardless of you and me.

After a tea time, Shangguan Li stood far behind Jun Yichen's main tent and told Jun Yichen the contents of the letter word for word.

"Keep the note." After Jun Yichen heard this, he just replied coldly.

He picked up the wine glass, bowed his head slightly, on a handsome face, the corners of his mouth hooked up a bloodthirsty and enchanting smile, the black eyes flashed a touch of cruelty, and the hand hidden in his sleeve was clenched into a fist.

A year apart...

A year apart...

'Ling'er! He cried out silently in his heart.

At this time, he felt that his whole body was so cold that there was no trace of temperature.