Wan Qianjun is the princess of the Northern Qi Dynasty, although she is not married to the royal family of the Southern Dynasty, she is the pillar of the court of a very popular minister, and she is the Wan Qian family, this matter cannot be changed.

Sure enough, a few days after the matter reached Jian'an, there was a military intelligence that the Northern Qi sent a small force to the west of Yuncheng to test it.

When the emperor was choosing the candidate for the head coach, he was a little hesitant between Nangong Ce and General Wei Tong, but the Northern Qi was mostly tempting, so he put it in his heart for the time being.

Princess Rong performed several rituals for Ru Meiren, and no one else came to pay tribute to her, not even King Rong, who had cultivated her.

On the day of July 7, the princess sent everyone away, standing alone in the chaos and looking at the lonely cemetery, such as the beauty of her previous position was too low, and committed the crime of disrespect, she was not qualified to be buried in the imperial mausoleum, so she could only bury the corpse in the suburbs.

After a long time, Nangong Yu finally spoke, "Since you're here, let's come over and pay tribute." ”

As soon as the words fell, a slightly stout man came out from behind an old locust tree, staring at this lonely new grave with sad eyes, a dark color robe wrapped around all his body, it looked like he should not be confused by his age, the green tendons on his hands burst out, and there were traces of blood embedded in the skin, looking like he hadn't washed his hands for a long time.

The man knelt down in front of the grave, his hands shaking at the sand, "I'm late......"

"You can't help yourself." Nangong Yu didn't have much emotion, just opened his mouth lightly.

"I'm sorry." He looked at the lonely tomb and muttered to himself.

Nangong Yu turned around and walked a few steps and paused, "It is not easy for us aliens to survive in this world, since you have escaped safely, then cherish each other." ”

"Wait."

Nangong Yu paused again, didn't look back, just waited there quietly.

"Aren't you leaving?"

Nangong Yu didn't gnaw, lowered his eyes and left.

King Rong has been studying the war in the study since he returned from the palace, and it was already dinner time for Nangong Yu to return to the palace.

"Has the prince had dinner?"

"Back to the princess, the prince has been in the study since he came out of the palace, and he ordered not to see anyone, his subordinates, and his subordinates did not dare to disturb."

"Go make a few light side dishes and send them to the prince."

"Yes."

Nangong Yu pushed open the door of Murong Bai's study, she immediately felt the sharpness in Murong Bai's eyes, and the moment she came into contact with her eyes, she immediately retracted, as if she wanted to step forward, but there was a trace of hesitation in her eyes.

Nangong Yu felt a trace of pain in his heart, and he stepped forward after a slight adjustment, "Lord Wang, you have been busy for a day, I ordered someone to prepare a few side dishes for you." ”

"The princess has worked hard." King Rong spoke coldly.

He looked at the princess in front of him, her appearance had not changed at all, but it was much more boring, is this the price?

But why is his heart always empty when he sees the princess, but he misses her very much when he can't see her.

Miss?

King Rong keenly caught this information, and he began to miss Nangong Yu, unlike when he first came back, he didn't think about anything, he couldn't think of it at all, I don't know when he started to miss her.

Thinking of this, a hint of happiness appeared on King Rong's face, a feeling he had experienced before, as if he had inhaled the seeds of a poppy flower, and had coveted that feeling ever since.

Now he didn't feel that way anymore, and the feeling in his memory had become blurry, and he only knew that he longed for it.

But at this moment the person he longed for was in front of his eyes to please him, and he should be glad that he didn't, and he always felt that this woman was very strange.

The meal was delivered quickly, and Nangong Yu ordered his subordinates to step back and personally prepare dishes for the prince by the side, which was really unthinkable before.

"Princess, sit down."

"Yes." Nangong Yu sat obediently on the side and continued to serve King Rong, and did not exceed the rules at all.

King Rong glanced at the dirt on her skirt, "The princess has gone outside the city. ”

"Yes, go and make Qiqi for Ru Meiren." Nangong Yu didn't hide it at all, she dared to act boldly, which was very in line with her temperament in the past.

"How long has it been since the princess returned to the Nangong Marquis Mansion?"

Nangong Yu held the chopsticks in his hand and paused, "It's time to go back and say hello to my father and mother." ”

King Rong smiled coldly, "In the past, the princess would make her temperament go to the Hou Mansion at every turn, but this illness has been cured, and her temperament has been reversed a lot. ”

"In the past, Yu'er was ignorant and made the prince unhappy."

"This king was not unhappy before."

Nangong Yu raised his eyes to look at King Rong's uncertain face, in the candlelight, his face became more and more cold, but it was even more attractive.

No wonder......

After the meal was over, King Rong got up and continued to look at the map, Nangong Yu hesitated for a while, but still stepped forward, "Lord, it's late at night, let the concubine wait for you to rest." ”

When King Rong heard this, his eyes shook slightly, and he didn't look at Nangong Yu, but as if he was reminiscing, he raised his eyes to look at Nangong Yu for a long time, and only spoke after a while, "Okay." ”

Just one word, Nangong Yu's face immediately smiled like a flower, and his cheeks seemed to be flushed in the candlelight.

King Rong looked at the delicate person under him, how could she never be so tender in the past, but now she is really tasteless.

After that, there were newcomers in the palace, and there were also people who loved to make small temperaments, but King Rong didn't have a little patience to coax those people, he only felt bored, but it was not as comfortable as those tender women.

Nangong Yue searched all over the area of the Black River in Yuncheng, but she couldn't find the netherworld ferry she had rowed to.

Even the vicissitudes of life are not so fast, but according to the time here, she has not been away for a long time, why has everything changed.

But she followed the place where she escaped last time and went to the depths of the Heihe River, but she didn't have the suction power of last time, Nangong Yue didn't care about the three-seven-twenty-one, and rowed the boat directly over, and she didn't see the dark and hazy scene she saw last time.

Rather, it is the river that surrounds the mountains, the mountains covered with greenery, the fish leaping out of the water from time to time, the geese flying low, and there are no eerie ghostly crossings or rowing ghosts.

Nangong Yue rowed over vigorously, and after walking for about two or three days, she landed along the river, and there were fishermen drying their nets.

"Uncle, where is this place?"

"Lucheng, this is a fishing village, the girl doesn't look like a local, it's a Dawan person."

The fisherman was weaving a broken net while chatting with Nangong Yue, and it seemed that he was very willing to have someone talk to him.

Nangong Yue was taken aback, this is already in the territory of Northern Qi, "Thank you, uncle." After taking two steps and turning back, "Uncle, have you ever heard of an old ghost here?" ”

The old man suddenly stopped what he was doing and looked at Nangong Yue carefully, "What is the girl asking for?" ”

"Uncle, do you know?" Nangong Yue was a little excited, and felt that she was a little rude, so she hurriedly restrained herself and said, "Uncle, I heard that this old ghost is very powerful and responds to all requests. ”

"Responsive? Hahaha...... "The old man looked up to the sky and laughed, and it took a long time to stop laughing, "Girl, I have naturally heard the rumors that the old ghost is very powerful, and this is a matter of the Bodhisattva." ”