"The city lord has fled, the garrison is incompetent, and this acropolis is a piece of meat to be slaughtered!" Ya Xiang read the letter that Lu Lingling put away before, and was so angry that she poured two cups of cold water, "Girl, such an Acropolis, Zheng Yu can really ......"

Lu Fuling didn't look very worried, took back the letter and lit the candle flame: "This adult is not such an incompetent person. ”

Ya Xiang rolled her eyes back and folded her hands: "Cowardly, flattering, timid, slippery, shrinking, and not honest!" ”

"Do you think this acropolis can be sealed if it is said to be sealed?" Lu Fuling took out another piece of paper, "This adult is born with a shrinking temperament, so it is naturally impossible for him to be caught in battle." But when it comes to stubborn resistance, Zheng Yu may not necessarily poke a hole, at most open an opening. ”

"Unexpectedly, girl, you still admire him." Ya Xiang smiled, "Qin Ke is difficult, it is difficult to entertain, this name is suitable for the occasion." ”

Lu Fuling handed the folded paper to Yaxiang: "I found that you have changed." ”

And Ya Xiang replied while putting away the paper: "Girl, the sky is high and the emperor is far away." After saying that, he went out of the window, leaving his own girl smiling helplessly. Lu Fuling knew that since Ya Xiang followed her into the palace, she had been cautious everywhere and under great pressure. And now that the two of them are in the far north, and they no longer have those eyes that are staring at them, they are naturally refreshed.

According to Lu Fuling's plan, the people of Ye Fangying should have met with Xiuhetang at this moment, especially now that the Acropolis is closed, and the curfew extends to daytime, if there is no cooperation from Xiuhetang, these thousand people will have nowhere to hide when they enter the city.

Everything is ready, and with the action code sent by Yaxiang, this acropolis is already in her pocket. There were people in the Xiuhe Hall who were kind and transfigurable, and Lu Lingling placed them near the Acropolis in advance, so that they could sneak into the Acropolis while the team was sending their relatives into the city. On the one hand, it is to help the soldiers of the Ye Fang battalion hide their traces, and on the other hand, it is also a trick, if the authorities of the Acropolis are stubborn, they can replace them unknowingly. In this way, this entertainer is really lucky.

Estimating the time, Ya Xiang should be able to come back before dinner, so Lu Lingling changed into casual clothes, took a book on the couch and flipped through it casually. The house was burning with earth dragons, and the steaming heat burned the people more and more sleepy. After a while, Lu Lingling tilted her head and fell asleep.

She didn't sleep soundly this night. The young Sanshun Mountain, the master's expression of wanting to speak and stopping, the fragments after entering the palace, Fan Zhen's tears, and the ever-changing face of the little emperor, quickly intertwined and entangled, and burst into dots of light, very chaotic. In the end, the little emperor looked down at her with cold eyes, her heart was so sad that she wanted to cry, but she couldn't wake up. Until Yaxiang's voice appeared in her ears dimly, "Girl? Girl? ”

Awakened from the dream, Lu Lingling breathed like a person who was almost drowning, clutching Yaxiang's hand tightly, but couldn't say a word.

"Poria, look at me! Don't be afraid...... Don't be afraid of ......" like Lu Poria seems to have returned to her childhood. The body is weak, riddled with nightmares, and every time he wakes up in the middle of the night, he grabs Yaxiang's hand like this. Yaxiang is only three years older than her, and her mind is not open, so she can only mumble over and over again, don't be afraid.

This state did not last long, and Lu Ling's breathing gradually stabilized. Ya Xiang saw that she was almost recovered, so she opened her mouth to get down to business: "Girl, please see the envoys of the Northern Qi Dynasty." ”