Disdainfully walked up to the stocky nobleman.

The nobleman, seeing him approaching him, glared at him warily, and drew his sword with a whoosh.

Panicked, he hurriedly shouted: "I have beauty, I have beauty." ”

The short and fat nobleman slowly withdrew his sword, he stared at Contempt, and grinned, "Do you have a beauty?" ”

Nodding his head vigorously, he looked at the saber on the nobleman's waist, swallowed his saliva, plucked up his courage and asked, "I know where there are beauties." She, she's not my daughter, I brought you to find her, will the king reward me? ”。

The short and fat nobleman said disapprerovingly: "Yes! ”

He rejoiced.

He hurriedly said: "In my village, there is a beautiful woman, she, she is as beautiful as a goddess. I'll take you to her. ”

The short and fat nobleman stared at the contempt, and after looking at it twice, he frowned and said, "Is it really a beauty?" ”

"Yes, yes, she's a goddess. When she appeared, the moon was gone, and the wildflowers withered. The men are all stupid, and when one man was looking at her, he hit his feet with a rock he was carrying, and he is still lying down. ”

Such a person has no imagination. As soon as he said this, the short and fat nobleman believed it completely. With a wave of his hand, he shouted, "Go quickly!" ”

I was very happy to see that the nobleman believed it. He rolled his eyes for a moment, remembered something, and hurriedly said to the short and fat nobleman: "On the side of that beauty, there is a man who can wield a sword to guard it. I know when he's going to leave the village, but when he's gone, he'll be gone for days. ”

When the short and fat man heard this, he commanded the tall man behind him disappreciatively, "Go, call all the people from the other villages." If there is such a beauty, one can make the king happy. ”

"No."

Yin Yun arrived in Xintian.

At this time, Qingjun already knew that Yin Yun was a descendant of Yin Shang. His status can be said to be very noble. Although there is no power or power, there is no need to act in a courtesy to such a person. But his identity is extraordinary after all, and if he really wants to spread it, no one will laugh at the gentleman for messing around and not knowing etiquette.

Thinking of this, Qingjun welcomed Yin Yunlai, and he was already willing.

The enthusiasm of the Jin people startled Yin Yun and the others. When he knew that the Jin people greeted each other with a suburban greeting, Jian Zhi Wow shouted. He called out to Yin Yun: "Senior brother, the Marquis of Jin is too weird. ”

Speaking of this, he rolled his eyes, and said, "When the Marquis of Jin was still a son, he wanted to take me." Senior brother, let me go first. ”

Yin Yun looked at Xiao is heartless sword blame, sighed, and said, "Go ahead." ”

"Wow, then I'll go. Senior brother, this Jingling is so enthusiastic, it should be guarded against ghosts! ”

The sword blame was said in front of the envoy. The Jin envoy secretly rolled his eyes, and simply turned his face to look at Yin Yun.

However, when Yin Yun entered the city, Jian Ji looked at the lively Jin people on both sides of the road, and looked at the grand procession of envoys who appeared every few hundred steps, and regretted it a little. He steered the horse group to turn straight, touched his chin and muttered to himself: "What is the scenery of being greeted by such a powerful country with a suburban courtesy?" How am I afraid? Hey, hey! Ay! ”

Yin Yun met him in Jingling's study.

In the past ten days, Jingling came to the study for the first time.

As soon as Yin Yun stepped in, he saw a black robe, sitting quietly on the ground, motionless Jingling.

As soon as he saw Jingling, Yin Yun was stunned.

He didn't expect Jingling to become like this. His face was thin and yellowish, and he wore a black robe on his body, which felt empty and desolate.

What surprised him even more was that Jingling's temples actually had gray hair!

This man is only in his twenties, is he so haggard?

Yin Yun looked at him, stunned, and only moved towards Jingling after a while.

Jing Ling knelt on the collapse like this, did not get up, he looked up at Yin Yun, and said in a hoarse voice: "I am tired and weak, and I can't welcome distinguished guests." ”

Yin Yun smiled and said, "In front of Jin Jun, how can Yun be a husband?" ”

He strode and sat down on the collapse table opposite Jingling.

The palace maids on both sides stepped forward and poured wine for the two of them. Yin Yun took a sip of wine, and after he raised his head and glanced at Jingling again, he couldn't help but sigh: "Your Excellency is so affectionate!" Yes, yes. ”

Hearing this, Jing Ling's thin lips swept slightly, and he smiled slightly, and he said in a low voice: "It's really a last resort." ”

Is it a last resort? I know that I shouldn't be lovesick, but I want to be lovesick, I know that I shouldn't be in the obstacle, but the obstacle is deep? Yin Yun looked at him and suddenly understood that between her and this man, there could always be a third person. Never.

At this time, Jingling's low voice came, "Jun, do you know, my wife's affairs?" ”

Jing Ling's voice trembled a little, and after finishing speaking, he raised his head and looked at Yin Yun hopefully.

His gaze was almost longing.

Yin Yun lowered his eyes and didn't speak for a long time. Jingling smiled bitterly and sighed, "It's a lonely idiot." ”

Yin Yun smiled slightly and said slowly: "In my expectation, Wei Luo will be fine. ”

"Why?"

Jing Ling's strength suddenly increased, he held his knees, and sat up straight with a swish.

He said it himself. However, whether it was him or his subordinates, they all felt that what Jing Ling said was self-deception.

Now that Yin Yun said this, Jing Ling felt that the whole world seemed to become alive in an instant. His heart was pounding, and he felt his heart panic beyond measure.

Yin Yun didn't look at Jingling, he frowned, stared at a few, and said slowly: "When I got the letter, it was that night, and it was less than four hours. ”

After a pause, he said: "At that time, I used more than 500 people to search the river for 100 miles in one night. Under such a strong rope, there is no floating corpse in sight, nor a fresh corpse entangled in water and plants. ”

When Jing Ling heard this, his breath became short. He leaned forward and stared at Yin Yun for a moment.

The swordsmen in the hall could clearly feel that their monarch had come to life.

His eyes became brighter, and his thin face, which was not human, also showed a rosy appearance, and his whole person, at this moment, was full of strength.

Yin Yun continued: "Five miles down from the place where Wei Luo fell into the water, I found a footprint. According to those who are good at tracking, this footprint is quite deep, and it should be a master carrying a person to jump and trample through. ”

Jing Ling let out a long breath, he closed his eyes, and leaned back heavily.

Just when he was so soft that he was collapsing, Yin Yun glanced at him worriedly, and secretly thought: However, the sword in Wei Luo's vest is really deadly! Even if he is rescued, I am afraid that he will die at this time.

Thinking of this, Yin Yun's mouth opened, but he didn't say it in the end.

This kind of thing is still investigated by Jin Jun's people themselves, and let's talk about it to him.

Inside the temple, it had become very quiet by this time.

After Jing Ling breathed a sigh of relief, the whole person leaned softly on the collapse, motionless. Two tears broke out of the corners of his closed eyes.

And Yin Yun also lowered his head at this time, he didn't notice that Jing Ling was out of shape in front of him.

He just lowered his head, involuntarily thinking back to Wei Luo's voice and her smile. Even though he has been accustomed to seeing life and death over the years, at the same time, he has long been ready to throw his head out at any time. However, since he heard that Wei Luo was dying, he always tossed and turned night after night, sighing day by day.

Sometimes he wonders, why is she the one who died? If it was you who died, maybe it would be better.

At this moment, in the study, both of them were trapped in their own thoughts.

I don't know how long it took, Jingling's deep voice came, "Do you know, Xiao'er, Wei Luo, she is already pregnant?" ”

Yin Yun was stunned.

He looked up at Jingling, and after a while, he nodded and said, "If you feel something." ”

Hearing this, Jingling stretched out his sleeves to hide his face.

Yin Yun looked at him blocking his face, his trembling long sleeves, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

In a suppressed silence, Jingling's deep voice came with restraint, "It's rude." ”

Yin Yun stood up, gave him a deep bow, and said, "Rong retreats." ”

"Yes."

Yin Yun stepped back.

When he retreated to the door, Jing Ling said in a low voice: "If Xiao'er can welcome her back this time, I will treat her well and never allow her to leave again." If you are involved with her again, don't blame me for killing! ”

Yin Yun was stunned.

He looked up at Jingling, for a long time, he took a deep look at Jingling, and said calmly: "I am a gentleman, Yin Yun doesn't like stealing!" ”

As he said this, he suddenly felt that his voice was a little harsh.

In a blink of an eye, he was so bitter that he wanted to laugh: everyone is dead, why bother? Why bother with this?

After a little hesitation, he sighed deeply: "Jun is a dignified king, but he has a deep affection for Wei Luo. It's better to do it. ”

With that, he raised his sleeves, turned and strode away.

Jing Ling looked at Yin Yun's distant back, and slowly stood up.

He exhaled a breath of turbid air and whispered, "Come on!" ”

"No."

"Lonely to eat."

"No."

"Please come to the doctor for the lonely pulse!"

"No."

In a series of promises, there were the ecstatic faces of the swordsmen and maids.

The prince finally cheered up!

The doctor said that as long as he was willing to cheer up, the prince could recover. Now, he's willing to cheer up!

The news of Jingling's great news reached the ears of the important ministers as quickly as possible. All of a sudden, the prince's mansion and the royal palace were full of laughter.

And the reception that Yin Yun received changed several times a day, and when he got to the back, the Jin people almost carried him and held him like a god.

Yuehou, who was trembling and huddled in the post house, also sensitively noticed that the atmosphere in Xintian City had improved, and when the Jin people looked at him, they also became gentler.

On the third day, the marquis who was in disguised detention was allowed to come and go freely.

Where did Yue Hou dare to stay, at that moment, he hurriedly packed his bags and took his ministers out of Xintian City in a panic.