When you have a place you want to go, you don't stop easily. Xin Yi galloped on his horse and left the city in one breath. She was used to being a person who spied on the world, and she didn't like to be easily targeted, so she instinctively chose a path, a quiet and secluded path that was located between mountains and rivers.

It was almost noon, the sun was blazing, and in the distance, under a leafy tree, a horse and a man were parked. Like a landscape painting, it is beautiful and tranquil to stay in the landscape.

- Mu Chengcheng.

Xin Yi whispered her name in her heart, and a chill arose spontaneously.

Her long black hair was already coiled high, and she looked elegant and steady, and her brocade and flower-decorated clothes were faintly luxurious.

Xin Yi gradually approached her, and suddenly sighed, wearing a wedding dress, you can really retreat from the wind and frost.

Mu Qingcheng turned slightly sideways under the tree, looking at the woman who was constantly approaching her, with the break of her relationship with Tianjin, they who used to live in harmony, the relationship became delicate.

Xin Yi pulled the reins and stopped the horse, and the mottled shadows of the trees fell on her body, glowing with a faint light, "Such a coincidence, are you here to see the scenery?" ”

Mu Qingcheng smiled, his eyes drifting far away leisurely, "I have been bumpy in my life, and I have never seen any scenery." ”

"So, you're waiting for me." Xin Yi patted the horse's neck and said casually.

Mu Qingcheng's gaze fell on the other party's body again, even the female military master with a moving appearance couldn't help but be attracted by Xin Yi's handsomeness, and the big knife behind her was even more eye-catching, "I got the news from my sister, I know that you are leaving, come to send it off." ”

"The poppy has to be ordered to carry out the task, and they never have to send each other, just say anything." Xin Yi has a straightforward temperament and never talks and does things in a twist and turn. Those who like it like it like it like it, and those who hate it are even more disgusted.

Mu Chengcheng still knew Xin Yi's temperament very well, so he simply put away his greetings and asked directly, "Are you still going to Nanling City this time to collect news about Liu Jingxuan?" ”

This is a confidential question, and even if it is an obvious matter, it cannot be said explicitly. Xin Yi just hooked the corners of his lips and didn't speak.

She was guarding against this woman, and even if she couldn't lie, she didn't want to face the problem head-on.

Mu Qingcheng didn't care, and continued, "Nanling City is the main road to Jiankang City, and it has always been very important, and being able to obtain accurate and timely information is more valuable than anything else. I don't know if you can give me a copy after you collect the information. ”

On the surface, this is just a selfish infringement, but after listening carefully, I feel that there is another purpose in it.

Xin Yi smiled and clearly refused, "The defender of Nanling City is General Liu Jingxuan, and he is now a person under Huan Xuan, what news do you need, and will it be my turn to send him?" ”

"Liu Jingxuan certainly has his patience, but when it comes to collecting information, how can he compare to you?" Mu Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and looked directly into Xin Yi's eyes.

This compliment is also a recognition of Xin Yi.

It is very difficult to gather intelligence on a chaotic battlefield, and to know more information about the enemy, even a small point can determine the victory or defeat of the entire war, and even make long-term plans.

And among the poppies, Xin Yi has done the best in this regard. In the struggle for imperial power, Mu Tingcheng has lost the line of Pan Mengluan, and in the external war, Mu Tingcheng has to work Xin Yi.

Xin Yi's temperament is straightforward, but he is not stupid, and after thinking about it for a while, he knows the other party's intentions - this is obviously to pull her along and betray Tianjin.

Xin Yi took a deep breath and said very regretfully, "Then I can't help it, you know the rules of poppies, no matter what news can only be transmitted to the next person!" ”

The other party has already refused, blindly verbal kung fu is not Mu Qingcheng's forte, she always has more ways to achieve her goals.

"yes, how did I forget such an important rule." Mu Qingcheng chuckled and pulled the reins, and glanced at Xin Yi meaningfully, "Then you can do it yourself in Nanling, and you won't send it away." ”

The two passed by, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and Mu Qicheng left without looking back, resolutely. This seems to indicate that the rift of the poppy has been torn to the limit and can no longer be concealed.

Xin Yi was suddenly a little worried, rejected the suggestion he had just made, and chose Tianjin between Mu Qingcheng and Tianjin. has been immersed in the city's temperament, she will not give up. She will use more ruthless means to achieve her goals, and never compromise.

I don't know if Princess Jin will encounter difficulties in Health City, and what means Mu Qingcheng will use to make up for what she said she lost. And the poppy is coming from the biggest catastrophe since its creation, and I don't know what it will look like today next year.

Xin Yi turned his head to look at Jiankang City, the huge city was faintly visible in the landscape paintings. Compared to this city, people are as small as grains of sand.

Mu Chengcheng's figure was already far away, and Xin Yi also pulled the reins again and drove the horse away.

The wind swept away the leaves, the trail winded, the grass grew far and wide along the road, and the whole wilderness was quiet and peaceful.

People on the road, who is leaving and who is returning, is the road to send them off, or to welcome them?

It all depends on the eyes of fate, which side is looking at them.

Inside the city of Jiankang, inside the palace.

The stars are dotted, like sharp eyes, looking coldly at all kinds of things in the world.

The side hall of Emperor Dezong is brilliantly lit.

On the desk, the person in the yellow robe held a pen and ink and looked at the book in front of him, scratching his ears and cheeks, and hesitated a few times when he wanted to put down the pen, and kept shaking his head and sighing.

Now that the moon is late, Emperor Dezong is still continuing his unfinished business today, correcting the recital.

He frowned, looking bitter, rubbing his forehead with his hands, and wishing to crush his head.

Li Meiren snuggled on Emperor Dezong's shoulder, tender as water, "Your Majesty, why are you frowning, it hurts others to see it so painful." ”

"It's not that Liu Taishou yet, it's all a problem for me." Emperor Dezong threw the pen in his hand and was very angry.

Li Meiren hooked Emperor Goudezong's chin, charming and charming, "What other problems in this world can stump Your Majesty?" ”

"Yes, that's a lot. Don't think it's easy to be the emperor, in fact, it's more bitter than ordinary people when it's hard. Emperor Dezong couldn't help but sigh and looked tired, "In the past, there was a queen who shared my worries, but now that the queen is gone, I can only come by myself." Alas, blame me for being impulsive. ”

As he spoke, he hammered his chest, looking extremely regretful.

Gonggong Gao, who was guarding the side, stepped forward, bowed his body and said softly, "Your Majesty, if you are tired, rest early, you can't look at these things tomorrow." ”

"No, this is the problem that Liu Taishou gave me, if I don't solve it well, I will definitely not let me go tomorrow morning. It's bitter. Emperor Dezhong said and hammered his chest again, extremely helpless. It's like a child who is being suppressed by hard work, wanting to cry without tears.