Chapter 224: Tracking the Exile

"Instead of having these kung fu, you might as well have a good rest, isn't it better to vent your liver and strengthen your original essence than anything else." Feng Yiluo can also see clearly, where is Qing Ruifan a good person? If he can persist for so long without revealing it, he may be hiding a lot of things from them. Now that he has peeled off the shell and skin, then Feng Yiluo doesn't want to talk so much nonsense with him.

"Miss Feng said this, I know my body, so naturally I won't let the girl worry about me so much." Qing Ruifan always had a smile on his face, obviously like a spring spring, but in Feng Yiluo's opinion, it was a cold winter.

"If the emperor has no instructions, the grass people will retire." Feng Yiluo pressed a big stone in her heart, and Qing Ruifan like this made her very disgusted.

"Isn't there anything Wind Maiden wants to ask me? It's not like your style at all. "Feng Yiluo in Qing Ruifan's eyes has always understood the sense of proportion and advance and retreat, she should be doing this now to protect the Yunmu family, but he feels that it is too late to say this now.

"What does Your Majesty want the grass people to ask? The grass people felt that they had nothing to say. Feng Yiluo was glad that Yun Mu had not been too deeply involved with the royal family, and he had time to withdraw, while looking at Qing Ruifan, his eyes were full of coldness. She never wanted to deal with this person again.

"Do you think the Yunmu family still has a chance to withdraw now?" The current Qing Ruifan is the most hateful devil in the world, Feng Yiluo squinted his eyes and took a step back unnaturally.

Only then did she see clearly that Qing Ruifan's peach blossom eyes were more divine than ever, but they were also more hurtful than ever. She thought about Qing Ruifan's true face many times, but when she really saw it, she felt panicked again.

"The emperor doesn't understand what the grass people are saying." Feng Yiluo stepped aside, his eyes were blank, and his momentum was a lot shorter, "What is the emperor trying to kill all of them?" While thinking about moving the song, and thinking about cutting the grass and eradicating the roots of Liulizhuang? ”

"I want to offend both sides, and I want to hold on to the song firmly, why do you think so well?" Feng Yiluo began to laugh, Qing Ruifan is really a devil. She knows that people's hearts are sinister, but people like Qing Ruifan who are around her are so deeply hidden, she feels terrible when she thinks about it.

"You keep saying that you like songs, and you know what hurtful things you have done under the banner of being good to her." Feng Yiluo clenched his fists and took a deep breath to calm his mood, "You should have caused the Liulizhuang Rebellion, right?" The separation of Yunmu was also caused by you, and even the rebellion of the Holy Maiden Temple in Southern Xinjiang was also your credit, right? ”

Qing Ruifan didn't expect that Feng Yiluo, a person rooted in the capital, would also know so much news. Although there are more and more displaced people in the capital, and there has been a lot of noise recently, the news from southern Xinjiang should not have spread so quickly, after all, everyone is still immersed in the atmosphere of the New Year.

"In other words, there are still remnants of the party in Liulizhuang wading into troubled waters in southern Xinjiang?" Qing Ruifan spoke politely, but with that expression, he couldn't wait to thoroughly investigate Southern Xinjiang again. Feng Yiluo looked at him like that, and suddenly felt that Gu Lingge was not a person, and he was also a non-person.

"Yes, if you can punish Emperor Ji, Yunhu Hall will be much quieter, and the grass people will be able to see a doctor with peace of mind." Feng Yiluo was not afraid at all, anyway, this was indeed what Qing Jingyao was saying, he just listened to it, and then repeated it, that's all.

"Teiki? How did she end up in Yunhu Hall? Qing Ruifan hasn't seen her sister for many days, and she doesn't know what she's been busy with all day. He did not listen to the call, did not accept the prayers, closed the door and arrived at the house, and no one was seen. Qing Ruifan thought that she was still angry about her punishment of Chu Zhaonan, so she didn't pay much attention to her.

"Oh? It seems that His Majesty the Emperor, who has eyeliner all over the world, still has something that he doesn't know. Feng Yiluo was surprised, but now he was calm, looking at Qing Ruifan's eyes, his face began to climb up with ridicule, "Don't you know anything about such a big thing as Emperor Ji being pregnant?" I thought you were mad enough to spy on your siblings. ”

"I'm not a faint king." There was a slight seriousness in Qing Ruifan's voice, and Feng Yiluo caught it, and she looked proud, like a rich man who won a cockfight.

"The grass people will retire first." Feng Yiluo didn't want to say more, everything ended here, and it was useless to talk more, so he turned around and left. She was naturally still worried that she would be stopped by Qing Ruifan's words, but she understood that as long as Gu Lingge lived for a day, Qing Ruifan would not attack them.

Qing Ruifan waited until there was no medicinal fragrance on Yiluo's body in the air before slowly closing his eyes. He was tired.

Singing with Gu Ling was not his intention, but he just subtly wanted to pretend for a while, a while. Gu Lingge can always remove all his defenses and make him look like a child in front of her, clear and clear, but in Gu Lingge's eyes, he should be a liar.

It's okay, I've been like this for so many years, it's good to have someone to accompany me, shout the cold and ask for warmth, but only I can get by, I know myself and so on.

If he didn't meet Gu Lingge, and he only used each other to use that person, his above words would have been able to let him spend the rest of his life in peace. But it's a coincidence or not, it's so good that he can't die, that person is Gu Lingge.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Wan brought ginseng soup and glutinous rice cakes to ask to see." Lan Yi knew that now was not the best time to let Yang Li'er in, but since people were clamoring to come in, he couldn't forcibly stop him, anyway, Qing Ruifan also needed someone to be angry now, so it was good for him to let Yang Li'er have a longer memory.

"Xuan." Qing Ruifan didn't want to see Yang Li'er, but when he thought that the Spring Festival might still have her to help, it would be boring to shake his face at this time, so he let Lan Yixuan come in.

Who knew that this Yang Li'er didn't treat herself as an outsider at all when she entered the hall, she saluted in a proper manner, and then began to pester Qing Ruifan. The voice is coquettish, the complexion is ruddy, the eyes are like silk, the pearls are round and jade, and it is a good time.

Broken temple.

When the third child heard Gu Lingge's scream, he pulled out his legs and ran towards the temple. When he was idle just now, he made several simple traps and put them on the mountain road, and he never heard any sound from the temple, he thought that Gu Huai was still kind-hearted after all, and he was sitting down with Gu Lingge to have a good talk.

He thought that no matter how bad it was, he would beat Gu Lingge violently, with Gu Huai's physical strength, he should not be able to hurt Gu Lingge, at most he would hum and chirp for a while, and then he would rest when Gu Huai was tired. But who knows, Gu Lingge's roar just now startled a group of jackdaws, and the wind gusted in the woods, like a fierce ghost crossing the border.

When he approached the temple gate, he saw Gu Lingge lying on his back like a corpse, the flesh and blood on his right wrist were blurred, the soil on his waist was wet with blood, his eyes were blank, and he was only crying silently, tears stained her sideburns and flowed into her ears, her face was covered with blood, the bridge of her nose was swollen, her small lips were bloodshot on both sides, and she was dressed in black.

Gu Huai sat at the door, looking at Gu Lingge's happy face, hearing the sound of rustling outside, and when he looked up again, the third child was already standing in front of him. "What are you doing here? Didn't you keep the road? ”

"Master, forgive your subordinates for their courage, if the wound of the young owner is not handled well, I am afraid that he will not be able to get through it." The third child knew what kind of physical condition Gu Lingge was, and he didn't doubt it at all now, Gu Lingge couldn't stand up now, and he might not even be able to speak.

"Didn't I use wine to poison her, it's okay, she's hard-hitting, and no one will kill herself." Gu Huai was a sage reader, and it stands to reason that he would not believe in those strange things, but he was also startled by Gu Lingge's roar, and the wine jar almost fell at that time. After pouring a jar of wine on her, he sat on the threshold and looked at Gu Lingge, and that frightened look made Gu Lingge laugh in his heart.

"Master, why don't you go buy some gold sore medicine and gauze and come back." The third child still couldn't bear it, Gu Lingge was such a lively person before, not to mention flying and domineering, at least full of energy, but now he is lying there, without any dignity.

Seeing that Gu Huai was still thinking about it, the third child took a step forward, hugged his fists and said: "Master, let the third child go, the young owner hasn't eaten for two days, this wound is deep, if he dies so easily, what are you playing, master?" What Gu Huai wants is nothing more than tossing Gu Lingge, as long as she is alive, Gu Huai will not let go, but to make him happy, the most basic condition is that Gu Lingge must have the life to toss him.

"Oh, if you want to go, you can go, what nonsense is talking to Lao Tzu, when did Lao Tzu take care of you?" Gu Huai also seemed to think of something, or felt that the third child was right, although he was impatient, there was still a urging voice in his words. The third child agreed, and the soles of his feet were oiled and jumped quickly.

Gu Lingge moved his mandible, feeling that he could speak. She looked at the gray sky, and the dark clouds were piling up and surging, like a girl who had collected rags all day long and finally made herself a thin garment, and it was better to be tattered than to be unclothed. She herself should be that little girl.

"Gu Huai." She had just roared, her throat was dry and thirsty, and it hurt so much that she was much quieter. She turned her head to look at Gu Huai, but still didn't find a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Gu Huai, are you happy?" The sadness in Gu Lingge's heart crept up, grabbed her and didn't let go. All the love and memories in her mind were drifting away from her little by little, and she looked at the handsome man as before, forgetting the last time they looked at her.

"Little rabbit cub, you dare to call Lao Tzu by his name, don't you have the guts?" Gu Huai scolded like this in his mouth, but it was not like thunder, but more like a subconscious answer to Gu Lingge's call to him. He sat on a log and looked at the villages at the foot of the hills and the towns in the distance, with smoke curling and wine flags in the wind, a sight he had not seen for many years.

"I don't have to put you to death...... Gu Huai probably figured out something, and wanted to talk to Gu Lingge well, but as soon as he got up, he saw the third child perform light skills, and he went up to the temple gate in a few leaps.

"Master, let's go quickly, just now the third child saw a group of officers and soldiers under the city preparing to rush to this mountain......"