At the thought of this, her eyes couldn't help but turn red, although she tried her best to restrain herself, but the tears in her eyes were still about to burst out uncontrollably.

When Yang Xue saw it, she couldn't bear it in her heart, she knew that Song Ling Xu thought of her deceased brother again, and she was sad again.

She has come all the way, how many injuries she has suffered, how much blood and death she has seen, how much it is not easy, but she pretends to be strong.

The woman who dominates the field, the woman who is brave and good at fighting, and the woman who is strong in martial arts, in the face of her crazy beating and scolding, has never fought back, just silently suffered, silently blaming herself.

"Song Ling ......," she called softly.

She looked at Song Ling, and remembered the scene when she did her best to protect her in Chang'an that day, and she would rather give up the opportunity to leave Chang'an safely to find Yang Zhao......

She has always treated their brothers and sisters with all sincerity, and when they fight in Pusaka, they will be in danger and die for life.

Even the heroic strategy such as Murong Chong also lost more than 10,000 soldiers to rescue Song Ling in a narrow way, in that ambush situation on all sides, she, a seriously injured woman, must have tried her best, but in the end it was in vain.

Yang Zhao's death, her pain should be no less than that of her as a sister.

What's the use of her hating her, what's the use of her blaming her, it's Dou Chong who killed Yang Zhao! It's Qin Bing!

Yang Xue sighed, she still forgave her in the end, perhaps, she never blamed her.

"Song Ling, I ...... before"

As if guessing what Yang Xue was going to say, she shook Yang Xue's hand tightly and said softly, "Don't say anything, sleep well." ”

is relieved, enmity and hatred disappear, and life and death are slim.

****

Everything is silent, but no one sleeps.

"Emperor Feng, I still remember that this is the jade elixir that Zhao paid tribute to after that year, and the father only gave it to the queen, and only a prince with a noble status like Murong is qualified to taste it." Murong Hong shook his head and laughed sarcastically while pouring wine, as if remembering his situation back then.

Murong Chong took a shallow sip, this wine had a strong aroma, like a spicy mouth, but after this strong force, there was another aroma of wine swirling, from the throat to the tip of the tongue.

It is indeed a rare good wine!

"Yes." Murong Chong said.

Murong Hong bent his eyebrows, and as if he had thought of something happy, he actually laughed heartily, "I remember that my father also gave you a cup back then, but the queen never gave you a drink because of your young age. ”

"yes, it made me think about it for a long time." Murong Chong also laughed.

The moonlight shines through the window edge on the wine glasses where the two are drinking, reflecting the ignorance and innocence of youth.

When I was a child, there were not so many power disputes, there were not so many scheming cities, and my life was very easy.

"My mother died early, you have treated me kindly since I was a child, a concubine like you and a concubine like me, the identity is worlds apart, but you don't care at all." Murong Hong's eyes lit up with a soft light, immersed in memories, "You know that I like Lingnan lychees, and I often ask people to bring me some, and I remember all these feelings in my heart." ”

"Seventh brother." Murong Chong's heart softened in the depths of his heart, and he called softly.

The past is vividly remembered, and the feelings are deeply remembered.

Murong Hong was stunned for a moment, his hand holding the wine glass suddenly moved, and he said with some excitement, "Okay! My good eighth brother! My good Phoenix Emperor! ”

"Cheers to this!"

Brother Seven, he hadn't heard Emperor Feng call him like this for many years.

The two teenagers drank together all night, only recalling the past, not mentioning the chaotic world, and not worrying about the undecided situation.

A glass of wine, a pair of brothers, that's all.

****

Han Yan lay on the bed for a long time, but he still couldn't suppress the surging excitement in his heart.

They, finally, left Chang'an.

He finally waited for this day.

Maybe one day, their Xianbei soldiers can go straight to Chang'an, destroy the Qin State, and rebuild the former glory of the Yan State.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, so he simply turned over and got up and went to Duan Sui's room.

The candles in Duan Sui's room had been extinguished, and it was as dark as the night.

Han Yan thought to himself, Duan Sui should have slept, turned around and prepared to go back.

Who knew that at this time, the door was suddenly gently opened, Duan Sui was wearing a brocade robe, his eyes were clear, how could he look like he had just woken up, and he didn't even take off this robe.

"Brother Duan." Han Yan was suspicious for a while.

"Come in." Duan Sui looked around vigilantly, and after making sure that there was no one, he hurriedly pulled Han Yan in.

After entering the house, Han Yan just ordered some candles, but was stopped by Duan Suiyi.

"Brother Duan, you haven't slept, why don't you take the lamp?" Han Yan asked.

Duan Sui found a place for Han Yan to sit in the dark, and then said with his eyebrows raised, "Murong Yue can dominate in this troubled world, he is by no means an idle person, in this mansion, I am afraid that he has a lot of eyeliner, we must be extremely careful." ”

After listening to Duan Sui's words, Han Yan's heart suddenly trembled for half a beat, "Now that the Qin State is still there, as the Yan Clan, shouldn't we join forces to attack Qin?" Murong Yue shouldn't have any ...... at this time."

Talking, talking, Han Yan also felt that he had no confidence, this royal disciple has been fighting for power and power, and there have been many people since ancient times.

"One mountain can't accommodate two tigers, and one country can't accommodate two monarchs."

"Although this is an alliance, Murong Yue's strength is far superior to Murong Chong's, and he has been in obscurity for many years, and his strength should not be underestimated. Although Murong Chong's troops are insufficient now, there are not a few capable people under him, as well as the shadow guards he hides everywhere. Duan Sui said this, I have to admit that Murong Chong is also unfathomable, Murong Yue's strength is on the table, but Murong Chong, who can find out the truth?

"Besides, Emperor Yan is Murong Chong's brother, if you talk about who should lead the three armies, it should be Murong Chong with the most noble status."

"Many Yan people think that the army is a time of stability and a time to make great progress. In fact, this is the beginning of the real chaos. Duan Sui's eyes as warm as jade pierced through the darkness, and suddenly became deep and gloomy.

****

The next morning, as soon as the sky was bright and the dew had not yet dried, they were called by Murong Yue to the army camp.

When Song Ling arrived, the others were already waiting there, everyone was sitting precariously, even Murong Chong had a serious face, only occasionally rubbing his temples from time to time, as if he had drunk a lot of wine last night, so that he had a headache before he woke up.

She couldn't help but wonder, Murong Chong didn't drink much at yesterday's dinner, how could it be like this today?

Although Song Ling had just arrived, he had already felt the unusual atmosphere of today, just looking at the expressions of everyone who didn't dare to come out, you could know a thing or two.

In addition to them today, there was one more person in the tent, and I saw that the person was wearing the official uniform of the Qin State and holding the imperial decree in his hand, and at a glance, he knew that it should be a messenger sent by the Qin State.