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The eagle landed on Yulixiao's arm, and the Duke Palaces sent another message, causing him to be a little surprised.

He took out a silver cylinder from under Ying's feet and a paper roll wrapped in oily paper. After slowly unfolding it, his expression slightly changed … Yu Yan and Mo Wenli rode out of the city together?

Could it be that he really came?

Yulixiao crushed the paper and suppressed his rising anger. He waved his arm and the black hawk flew back into the rain.

"Let's go." With a low growl, he galloped forward at top speed.

The rendezvous point for the negotiation was Jingzhou and Lang Yan Yuan, about 300 miles away from Chi City.

In the Lang Yan Garden, there were three supreme beauties: the song of women, the dance of women, and the beauty of women. Those who were able to enter Lang Yan Yuan were all rich and powerful people. They would not be able to leave without paying a hundred taels of silver. Within a day, there were also people who had lost all their gold, but they were all enchanted by the soft voices of the women and the fragrance of their skirts.

The place was chosen by Yulixiao.

If Yun Qin was sincere about the negotiations, he could come over. If the two were honest, Yulixiao would definitely imprison Yun Qin and not let him return to the borders of the desert. If he resisted, Yulixiao did not want him to live anymore, and would bring trouble to their future campaign.

He could already be considered benevolent, if this was the past, they would have already annihilated the entire Yun Qin family, and would not allow him to bring over tens of thousands of Yun Family soldiers to help Yu Tianqi take down a city, flanking him from the back, causing him more trouble, delaying him from crossing the river.

He only brought Nie Shuangcheng along, and under the guidance of a waiter from Lang Yan Garden, they passed through the lobby that was full of rouge and drunkenness, and quickly entered a private room on the second floor.

Yun Qin still hadn't arrived, so he sat down by the window, waiting for the young Plum Blossom that was carved on the bottom of Yu Yan's heart. He was very clear that if Yun Qin were to splatter blood on Lang Yan Yuan today, Yu Yan would definitely fall out with him. How was he going to clean up the mess and not let Yu Yan attack him?

When he thought up to this point, he was also a bit displeased. He looked and looked, and was only concerned with the heart of a woman. How was he like a wise monarch?

While he was deep in thought, the door was pushed open.

Yun Qin appeared alone and stopped at the door, staring at him.

The two of them looked at each other for a moment before he asked in a low voice, "What? Is General Yun planning to stand there forever?"

Yun Qin walked in slowly and sat in front of him. After being silent for a while, he said in a low voice, "Give Yu Yan back to me, and I will no longer be on good terms with you. Take her out of this place and never come back."

"Why, did you not read the letter she gave you?" Yulixiao gave a low laugh, and stared straight into his eyes.

"It is precisely because I have read her letter that I cannot let her remain in your hands and suffer your torment." Yun Qin stood up abruptly, pointed at him and berated angrily, "You're a man, why are you being so cruel to a weak woman?"

Yulixiao clearly said that the letter was just to persuade him to come here to negotiate with him, but why would Yun Qin criticize him in such a way?

"Yu Yan and I have loved each other since a young age. As we grew up together, I once swore that I would definitely give her a clear and bright day, accompany her until she's old, never take in a concubine, and only love her for her entire life …" Yun Qin placed his fist on the table, looked at Yulixiao, and said while gritting his teeth: "You Imperial Family, turn your hand into the clouds, turn your hand into the rain, and forcibly break us apart …"

"General Yun, I think your brain is muddled by the desert's winds. The one who gave you the marriage was Empress Dowager Fu, the one who asked you to marry the princess is Yu Tianqi, the mother and son tried to take advantage of everything to get rid of the Yun Family, why did you place this blame on me?"

Yulixiao had already calmed down, his sharp eyes staring straight into Yun Qin's eyes, his lips revealing a proud smile.

"Or, you are just jealous, that Yu Yan is no longer thinking about the relationship between you two bamboo horses, so your heart is unwilling, angry at me, and so on?"

"How could Yu Yan fall for a cruel and merciless devil like you? "You tortured her every day, making her want to die …" Yun Qin became more and more furious, her forehead veins started popping out, her eyes bloodshot as she stared at Yulixiao.

"If you force her to write a letter to persuade me to negotiate, I can offer up the Yun Family army. I just hope that you can let her go, if you're afraid that I'll come again, I'm willing to lose another arm!"

"Where is the letter? Show me. " Yulixiao's breath tightened as he reached for the letter.

Yun Qin took out the letter from his chest and slapped it on the table.

This letter was indeed written by Yu Yan.

"Big Brother Yun Qin, please save me and leave. He is like a demon, causing me to be unable to calm down day and night."

Yulixiao finished reading the letter, closed his eyes, and slightly turned his head to ask Nie Shuangcheng who was guarding outside the door.

"Nie Shuangcheng, who are you going to arrange for this letter to be delivered by?"

"It's Sun Li." Nie Shuangcheng hurriedly pushed open the door and reported in a low voice.

"Have you opened it?" Yulixiao asked again.

"Nope."

Nie Shuangcheng shook his head, he vaguely remembered recognizing a word from the back of the folded letter, but he was unable to remember what it was.

"Where is Sun Li now?"

Yulixiao's gaze returned to the letter, looking at the graceful yet familiar calligraphy, the anger in his heart rose bit by bit.

Yulixiao's tone was so solemn that it made Nie Shuangcheng's heart tremble. After thinking seriously for a moment, he said: "Sun Li has gone to escort the grain."

"Yun Qin, is this letter personally delivered by Sun Li into your hands?" Yulixiao looked at Yun Qin again, staring deadly into his eyes.

"Of course." Yun Qin sneered.

"Send someone to bring Sun Li back."

Yulixiao folded the letter and placed it in his pocket. After Nie Shuangcheng left, he pointed to the high chair opposite of him and said softly: "Sit, the one we want to talk about, is not Yu Yan."

"I will only talk about Yu Yan with you. Please return her to me, forgive her, and let her go." Yun Qin said excitedly.

"But I just want to talk about us. Today, there is only one person who can step out of this door between us, and from the looks of it, you will not allow Yu Yan to give up on your stubbornness." Yulixiao smiled faintly, his eyelids drooping slightly, not looking at him.

One more glance and he would have the urge to kill him.

But he could not kill Yun Qin because he had to make Yu Yan read the letter to him personally and tell him that she wrote the letter himself. It was in vain for him to keep his promise and not look at the content of the letter.

At first, Yu Yan was truly unwilling to let go of her position and beg for forgiveness with him. Could it be that up until now, the two of them had been together for a long time, and it was just an illusion? Also, where did Yu Yan and Mo Wenli go today?

Yun Qin also sat down, and stared at Yulixiao with a cold smile, "Since I dared to come, I'm not afraid of anything. For Yu Yan, I'm not afraid of death, and to tell you the truth, I have already arranged for people to pick Yu Yan up."

Yulixiao's eyes darkened, he exerted more strength into his fingers and the blue and white porcelain teacup in his hand was immediately crushed, and tea flowed out from his palm onto the table. When she looked up at Yun Qin, she could not help but sneer.

"Since that's the case, there's no need for us to continue our discussion. Since you're treating death as your own, I'll send you on your way."

Yun Qin's body immediately tensed up, as if he was ready to fight at any time.

When the two of them were looking at each other, Nie Shuangcheng suddenly rushed in and whispered into Yulixiao's ears:

"King Xiao, I see my princess consort."

"What?" Yulixiao turned his head in shock. Could it be Mo Wenli?

He hurriedly got up and walked out of the door. He looked over to where Nie Shuangcheng was looking, only to see Mo Wenli slowly walking in with Yu Yan in tow, and sat down at an empty table in the hall. Then, the two of them put their heads together, talking about something unknown.

When did Yu Yan become so familiar with him?

Or perhaps it was because they had come with Mo Wenli that they had missed out on Yun Qin's men … Otherwise, why would he appear here?

He gave Nie Shuangcheng a look and quickly returned to his room. Yun Qin was just about to come out, but he was stopped by his arm.

"General Yun, we are not done with our business yet."

"If you want to fight, then fight. In short, I wasn't afraid of you before, and I won't be afraid in the future." Yun Qin said coldly.

Yulixiao turned his head to look at him, a layer of disdain appearing in his eyes. "I just want to know, how do you want to take Yu Yan away?"

"Of course you don't have to worry about that. As long as you don't stop my men from taking Yu Yan away, I will hand over the Yun Family's Army Talisman with both hands." Yun Qin said in a low voice.

"You really are infatuated with her. No wonder …" Yulixiao swallowed the later words, laughed, and bit on the words on her tongue until they were broken, no wonder she kept thinking about it.

He no longer had the mood to continue the conversation with Yun Qin. He wanted to grab Yu Yan up to now and ask her, why did he write such a letter …

It was raining heavily outside Lang Yan Yuan, and the small building was in full swing.

The drumbeats were urgent. A dancer was spinning on the stage. She stepped on a one meter tall column with a fist-sized plate on it. The dancer danced on the dish. The bright red dress was flung aside, like a few dazzling peonies.

Every time she swayed, Yu Yan would be worried that she would fall down. Her soft body curved downwards like a red rainbow and with great flexibility, her slim waist swayed and she returned back to the top of the pillar.

Seven young masters carrying wine jugs and wine jars shuttled back and forth between the tables. Large bowls of mutton and pork were placed on the tables, filling the entire hall with noise and excitement.

Yu Yan was already able to move and speak, but her entire body was still soft, as if her tendons and bones had been pulled out, and she was also like a puppet on the strings, allowing her to move freely. Her wrist was held tightly in Mo Wenli's palm, and was forcefully pulled to's side, her small face full of anger.

"Mo Wenli, what the hell are you doing? The brown sugar you're talking about, is just coming to watch these girls twist their waists and move their butts? "

"It's not too loud yet. As a virtuous lady, how could she be so vulgar?" Mo Wenli laughed evilly.

"Are you a man or a woman? That year, I saw you, and although your skin was fair, you were a man of masculine beauty. Why did you become a demoness ten years later? " In the end, he added maliciously: "It is said that in the martial arts world, there is an absolute art. If one wants to become a top expert, they have to remove all emotions and desires, and the most heartless of all would be to cut themselves off by chopping away at that man's evil roots. From then on, you are more and more like a woman, Mo Wenli, are you like this?"

Mo Wenli's devilish smile slowly faded from the corner of his mouth as he stared at the little girl with a strange expression.

Ten years ago, she was still as eccentric as she was in the past. However, after seeing how the fisherman thought that the eunuchs were drifting in the sea, she learnt to put on a layer of delicate outer shell. Anyone who looked at her for the first time would feel that she was elegant and quiet, virtuous and demure.

"It isn't?" Yu Yan laughed coldly and continued: "Or have you lost to your opponent and lost to him?"

"Yes, you guessed right." Mo Wenli laughed again, not at all angry.

Yu Yan was unable to anger him, and could only feel confusion in her heart, what was this man trying to do? She didn't seem to have any killing intent. Could it be that the reason he brought her here was to listen to her ridicule him? You're also a character who likes to look for trouble with herself?

"Young master, the red sugar from the Fukai Temple has arrived."