Bo Xuan saw that Xie Zhao had pondered for a long time and did not speak, so he proposed:

"Miss Xie, why don't I go further east and look for the man's traces.

He is just the Mahayana realm, and the realm of martial arts is below me. I'm fast on my feet, so maybe I'll get something out of it. ”

Xie Zhao came back to his senses, let out a light "hmm", shook his head with a smile and said:

"No need, one is that this person has been gone for several days, and it is not easy to chase, and the other is that Ning Xiuniang is still in Muskton City, so we don't need to take risks at the expense of the near and far. Be patient, be a hunter. ”

In fact, in the past few days, they have two "breakthroughs".

The first breakthrough was that after watching from the sidelines for a long time, Bo Xuan finally couldn't help but ask what they were investigating.

Although the Hulu Altar is the holy place of the Yuwen Ministry, it has stayed out of the matter for many years, taking the accumulation of good deeds as its own responsibility, and does not mix with the disputes at the temple border.

What's more, along the way, they have long regarded Bo Xuan as their own, and they didn't want to hide it from her at all.

No, Bo Xuan, who finally had a trace of curiosity, asked casually, and Han Changsheng answered everything even if he knew everything.

Brothers on a boat, don't you want to talk about two families, right?

Only then did Bo Xuan, who realized it later, know that the young Saint King Jing Ling Or, who had been on the road with her for a long time, was actually the illegitimate son of the Emperor of Handyong in the Northern Dynasty!

The expression on her face is changing, it can't be said to be complicated!

Bo Xuan only felt that the stone was shocking at that time, and even suspected that this was a momentary joke by Han Changsheng.

But when she looked at Ling He and Xie Zhao in astonishment, after looking at them for a moment, she suddenly understood what had come through their expressions.

So.

Is it true?

Bo Xuan frowned and looked at Ling He, and blurted out: "Then aren't you the only imperial heir of Your Majesty so far?" ”

Xie Zhao smiled at the time and said, "How can I say it, the matter of Senior Leng in the past years has yet to be verified, and what Handyong Tianzi said is not conclusively true, so Ling He has not recognized him as a 'father' yet." ”

What's more, Ling He's mother was not the noble daughter of the three top tribes in the thirty-six parts of Handyong.

In other words, even if Ling or recognized Tuoba Hong's father in the future, he would not have the right to inherit in the Handyong Imperial Court.

The noble throne of the Northern Dynasty can only be inherited by the son-in-law, unless Tuoba Hong becomes an emperor with the ability to suppress the 36 tribes and the power in the future, there may be a point that may change the inheritance tradition of the Northern Dynasty for thousands of years.

But for now, this is not very likely.

And the second breakthrough is that Xie Zhao has also used the reason of promoting the poetry of the Southern Dynasty and giving Qing words as a gift in the past few days, using the elegant paper with fragrance that Ling He and Han Changsheng recently bought, concocted a few Tianchen poems based on the Chinese style of secret letters, and gave them to the person surnamed Yi Min Luo.

Ilho Dai Fan and Qin Hao Baojia reacted in much the same way, but there was no unusual reaction.

Bo Xuan frowned and said, "So that means that now the Yi Min Luo clan is the same as the Qin Hao clan, and there is no suspicion either?" ”

Hearing Bo Xuan's question, Xie Zhao pondered for a moment and said slowly:

"Actually, I'm a little unsure at the moment."

Bo Xuan looked at the woman in front of him with a stunned expression.

Since they met, Xie Zhao has always been strategizing and resourceful in her heart, and now she actually heard her say that she also has something to eat?

When Xie Zhao saw her expression, he was happy, and then shook his head and said:

"There's nothing strange about this, I'm also a human, not a god, how can I miss everything? Actually, the reason why I can't eat accurately is very simple."

"The people with the surnames of the Yi Min Luo and Qin Hao generations are really young, one is twenty-six years old, and the other is only twenty-two years old.

When the people behind the scenes were arranged, I am afraid that these two people with surnames were just children.

However, the meal must be eaten one bite at a time, and we only need to identify the high-caste text from which secret letter came from the western frontier. ”

Bo Xuan frowned when he heard this: "If you find it, then what?" ”

Xie Zhao smiled.

"Then naturally it was the soldiers who came to block the water and cover the earth, and the mountain people had their own clever plan.

What's more, there is Ning Xiuniang here, don't panic, just slowly touch the melon along the vine at that time. ”

Bo Xuan shook his head when he heard this.

"I know, I'll keep an eye on her whereabouts, and I won't let people 'lose' it."

Xie Zhao nodded slowly and said with a smile:

"It's hard work, but don't alarm her."

Bo Xuan nodded, pushed open the door and left with the "Crying Dragon Waste" in his hand.

After Bo went away, Xie Zhao stayed alone for a long time in silence.

Ling Or and Han Changsheng were not there at this time, and Ling He found that there seemed to be a trace of wear and tear on the wooden part of the sheath of the "Shaoguang Wushuang Gong" today.

Maybe it was the last time he threw it to scare off Yada Android, he was scratched by the hard jade brick surface.

He heard that the Qinhao clan's workshop was the best at repairing objects, so he went to the armory shop opened by the Qinhao clan in the city early in the morning.

Han Changsheng was a person who must go whenever there was a bustle, how could he let himself miss the excitement of watching the Qin Hao Clan's Armory Workshop repair the sheath? So he followed Ling Or like a fart on the spot.

At this time, although it was a blue sky and a white day, the servants of the "Black Sailuo" in the guest courtyard knew that their status was low, and most of them did not dare to approach the bedroom of this distinguished guest of the Southern Dynasty who was treated as a guest by the person with the surname of the master.

So much so that there are so many people in the small courtyard that there are almost no voices.

Xie Zhao was in a daze in the silence, but he didn't feel bored.

When she was young, her private temperament was actually very cheerful, but she was also the most tolerant of loneliness.

She is the kind of person whose left and right hand swords can play with each other to a great time, so how can she feel lonely?

"Fu Jingzi" is such a person who can find things to do for himself.

When she turned over and got on the horse, she could gallop hundreds of miles in one night to watch the sunrise in the East China Sea;

can also be whimsical, carrying a "mountain, river, sun and moon" on a thousand miles of riding alone, deep into the eighty-one peaks of the Wulan Mountains in the southwest border, and drinking alone with old friends under the moon.

"Chitose Sword Immortal" is a person who can have a lot of fun with himself.

Even if she is alone, there is never such an empty word as "lonely" or "lonely" in her dictionary with a hint of weakness.

Today's Xie Zhao is also very good at being alone, even more free and easy than she was back then, and more selfless.

In the past two years, in fact, what she has learned the most is to let go and look down.

But Xie Zhao didn't seem to be able to get back the lawless joy of "Fu Jingci" back then.

After a long while, she came back to her senses.

Then he reached out and lifted the bowl of cold medicine on the table, and without looking at it, he lifted it up and drank it all.

After putting down the medicine bowl expressionlessly, Xie Zhao suddenly shook his head and smiled.

This kind of woman who seems to be soaked in a medicine jar has indeed long lost her lawless and unscrupulous capital.

But so what?

Whether she is a "thousand-year-old sword immortal" who is admired by thousands of people, or just a ruthless and unruly Jianghu guest, she will never forget her heart and direction.

Even if she doesn't have the "mountains, rivers, sun and moon" in her hands, she will defend the "sword" in her heart.

If the "Fujing Words" is a beam of morning light that was once in the middle of the day, and then it was shattered and scattered, then it was up to her Xie Zhao to be the madman who broke free from the obstacle and got up and walked, and returned the broken and cracked light to the rising sun.

So far, the epiphany has given himself, and he has stepped on a horse to preach to freedom.

Xie Zhao muttered to himself:

"The ghosts and ghosts in this world are just like that, what's so scary."

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