It had been three days since Zi Ling woke up from the chaos.

A gray-haired doctor was explaining to Wang Jun: "This little master was just suddenly frightened and exhausted. ”

Wang Jun looked at Zi Ling lying on the bed with a worried expression, but found that Zi Ling was staring at a void with big eyes.

Wang Jun hurriedly helped Ziling up.

But Zi Ling was still stunned and silent.

Wang Jun sighed and said softly, "Ziling, don't be sad. Bingyang was still thinking about you until he died. He has always told me that if I have the opportunity to step out of the Mysterious Realm, I must go to you and tell you the news of him. He said, you must be thinking about him, too. This, he asked me to hand it over to you. ”

After that, Wang Jun handed over a black thing.

Zi Ling saw that it was a dry grass dragonfly.

The seventeen-year-old boy began to weave grass dragonflies for her.

Zi Ling's eyes blurred.

She covered her face and began to cry.

She cried for a long time.

Crying darkly.

Because Zi Ling feels that the tears of this life can be used at this moment.

After that, there will be no one for her to cry about.

She cried, crumpled the dry grass dragonfly, and sprinkled it in front of the tomb of the ice sun.

Because of this grass dragonfly, she has already remembered it in her heart and will not forget.

When Ziling finally cried enough, Wang Jun said to her faintly: "I promised Bingyang to protect you." Therefore, I will soon send someone to find a way to send you out of the Xuan Realm safely. ”

Zi Ling shook her head, the expression on her face was a little complicated.

After a long time, Zi Ling raised her head, looked at Wang Jun, and said in a hoarse voice: "Princess Jun, I remember your kindness. But I have to do something I'm sorry for. ”

Wang Jun was a little surprised, and asked puzzledly, "What's the matter, will you be sorry for me?"

Zi Ling's face was haggard, she took a deep breath, and said tiredly: "I want to find your father Wang Xun and take revenge." ”

"Revenge?" Wang Jun was stunned, her face turned pale, and she asked with some eagerness, "Why?"

Zi Ling looked into the distance, as if she had fallen into painful memories again. Her tone was cold: "When I was in Shuozhou, your father, Wang Xun, instructed the dragon to kill my master, Master Yuansheng, by mistake. I will slay my enemies with my hands. ”

Wang Jun, worthy of being the future queen of Jizhou, has an extraordinary mind.

She has given favors to others, but has not asked for anything in return, but now she is facing the blow of the betrayal of the beneficiary.

But Wang Jun didn't speak, but lowered his head and groaned.

After a few breaths, Wang Jun raised his head and stared at Ziling seriously. Her tone was still warm and sweet, but it was loud: "Ziling, I believe there must be a misunderstanding in this." My father, the king, was already on his sickbed a year ago, unable to handle state affairs. Now the affairs of Jizhou, big and small, are actually handled by me and some of my father's cronies. ”

"Lingering sickbed?" Zi Ling frowned, the situation was like this, a little unexpected to her. Zi Ling thought for a moment and asked, "Then now, who controls the Dragon?"

"It's me. Wang Jun replied frankly: "But Ziling, I swear to heaven that I have not given an order to hunt you and your master to hunt down. ”

Zi Ling looked at Wang Jun, a little distracted.

This woman has a face that captivates the country and the city, and she holds a lot of power. Although the Wang family has a lot of infamy, Wang Jun seems to be quite upright in his actions.

Can you believe what she says?

Zi Ling only felt like a mess in her heart.

In a trance, I only heard Wang Jun say again: "Although the dragon is in my hands now, I have no grudge against you, why should I hunt you down?" Ziling, you must believe me." ”

Zi Ling frowned, thought for a long time, and finally nodded, and said, "Princess Jun, since Bingyang trusts you, then I also believe in you." However, the murderer is indeed a monster. If it's not you, and it's not Wang Xun, then who gave the chase and kill order?"

Wang Jun said coldly: "Actually, there is indeed another person who can mobilize the spirits. ”

"Who is it?" Zi Ling's heart tightened, feeling that the truth was in front of her and within reach.

"Luo Qianhan. Wang Jun's voice was very soft, but every word was pierced in Zi Ling's heart.

"This person has coveted the throne of Jizhou for a long time, and his methods are vicious, and he often kills people invisibly. Wang Jun mentioned Luo Qianhan, as if he was quite jealous: "He must be afraid that you will be used by the Ying clan, and he has the intention to get rid of you, but he misses a blow." Seeing that you came to Jizhou, I planned to strike first. Fortunately, I brought you to my house in time, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable. ”

Thinking that when he first entered Yaoguang City, Luo Qianhan was quite friendly to him, and Zi Ling couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

Sure enough, it's a sinister person!

The vicious intentions hidden under the smile can hurt people more than swords.

Zi Ling's expression was solemn, he hugged his fist towards Wang Jun, and said loudly: "Princess Jun, thank you for mentioning it." The sea of blood is the end today. ”

After that, Zi Ling was about to leave.

was pulled by Wang Jun.

Wang Jun said with some disgust: "You are too impulsive! Luo Qianhan is strong in martial arts, and his subordinates are like clouds, and it is not easy for you to take revenge." This matter needs to be considered in the long term. ”

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In the long run, it is a kind of suffering.

Zi Ling stood in front of the window, looking out of the window.

Wang Jun's latent light pavilion is full of flowers.

All kinds of flowers, blooming in the branches, like the peonies that bloomed in the capital back then.

It's a pity that the flowers are similar every year, and the people are different every year.

Back then, around Ziling, there was the noisy Jin Man and the melancholy Bingyang.

Now, she is left alone, hanging from each other.

Heaven and earth are so big, Zi Ling feels empty.

There is a lot of geothermal heat in the Xuan Realm, and it is simply amazingly hot.

But at this time, Zi Ling was shivering with cold.

It turns out that loneliness is a feeling.

The feeling of cold.

Zi Ling looked down at the Ke Li Sword in his hand.

Ice Sun.

Iceyang!

It turns out that Xiao Nan's predecessor is right.

Wait until you lose it, and then you know how to cherish it.

Now, Zi Ling finally understands Xiao Nan's mood when he said this.

That's one kind of regret that can't be repented of.

She and Bingyang actually embarked on the old path of Xiao Nan and Yaoji.

Is this a coincidence?

Or is it fate?

In the past two years, Ziling has regarded the pursuit of Bingyang as a belief.

Now, it was as if faith had collapsed all of a sudden.

Have you ever regretted it?

Isn't it better to deceive yourself forever and keep yourself in the dark?

If it weren't for the persistent pursuit, perhaps, hope would never be lost.

Zi Ling was a little confused.

She sighed softly.

What if she was given another chance?

The ending should be the same.

Character is destiny.

It is better to pursue a slim hope than to indulge in illusions.

Just when Zi Ling was standing up, a little girl named Biyan next to Wang Jun appeared behind Zi Ling.

The little girl looked at Zi Ling's back, and said with some cringe: "Little Master, that, that Luo Qianhan, Lord Luo is here again." Do you see it or not?"

Zi Ling's face turned cold, and a cold murderous aura flashed in his eyes. She said coldly: "Princess Jun asked me to be patient, but he was in a hurry to send him to death." ”

Biyan's little girl shuddered when she heard Ziling's words. But she still said tentatively: "Little Master, that, that Lord Luo, came every day during the days when you were unconscious. What kind of heart do you say he has in peace?"

Zi Ling snorted coldly: "He harmed me twice, but he didn't succeed." Now that Princess Jun has hidden me here, he is naturally worried that I will go to him for revenge. ”

Biyan shuddered again, and said timidly: "Then, now, can you see it?"

"Of course not. Wang Jun didn't know when he appeared at the door of the wing. She approached Zi Ling and said gently: "Luo Qianhan works in a secret weapon, if you see him alone, he will be calculated." Bear with me. ”

"How long?" Zi Ling gritted her teeth, as if forcibly suppressing her anger.

"Tomorrow. A fierce color flashed between Wang Jun's eyebrows, and his tone was no longer gentle: "Tomorrow, my father will have a banquet for many important ministers." Luo Qianhan didn't dare to bring weapons to the banquet in a grand manner. I will be above the banquet, ambushing the archers. When he is not on guard, we can hit it with one blow. ”

Zi Ling turned around, looked at Wang Jun deeply, and asked, "Princess Jun, why do you want to help me?"

Wang Jun's picturesque face showed a resolute look, she looked at Zi Ling and said, "Since I promised Bingyang to protect you, I will never break my word." Luo Qianhan controls the government and has wolf ambitions. Once my father died, he was the biggest obstacle to my stability in Jizhou. When I help you, I'm helping myself. ”

Zi Ling nodded and said firmly, "Okay." Just wait until tomorrow. ”