Chapter 588

LifeI leaned lazily on the back and lowered her head slightly. Lian Yan saw only half of her face outlined, with a beautiful outline, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

After a moment, she lifted her eyes and looked forward to her life: "that's all right. What can you change if your Highness the king of ink pleads guilty when you die?"

Lian Yan pursed her lips and covered up the scene that Xiao Yanjun was pressed: "yes, my mother has no choice, and the time is just right."

Princess Li smiled and waved to her: "go down, find out what the king of ink temple has done in Dali temple, and carefully check whether there is any news of success in Baoning."

"Yes." Lian Yan answered and immediately withdrew.

It was not until dusk that Lian Yan received the complete receipt of Xiao mubai's visit to Dali temple, and the news that she had succeeded came from Baoning.

With good news and bad news, she rushed back to Yufu palace again.

The good news was only expected for Princess Li.

But Xiao mubai's joint letter posted on the official document list was unexpected.

Xiao Yanjun believed the news when he heard it in King Yu's house.

Concubine Ke Li knows the whole story of this matter. Naturally, she knows that the contents of this letter are all nonsense made by Xiao mubai.

Those powders were clearly handed over to Guo Weidong by her. Can she know if they are poisonous?

However, the soldiers of the full battalion proved for him that he had indeed drunk the antidote of Yi Dao. The next day, he was able to stand outside the city. The final decisive battle at dawn played a vital deterrent role.

As a result, Hu Jun dared not enter before and was invincible after. He was hanged and won a complete victory.

Princess Li thought there could be no more variables in this matter.

I didn't think that Xiao mubai's ability to talk nonsense was as good as that. He really underestimated him.

"Empress, there are a large number of people gathered outside the palace now, all for his highness King mo. his highness King Yu may have received the news, in case he enters the palace at this time..." Lian Yan paused and dared not say anything later.

"You know it's going to be avoided. He shouldn't be so stupid." Imperial concubine Li went to the side of the case and wrote a letter, telling Xiao Yanjun that he had died in early summer, so that he could take it easy. It was his job to accompany the five princes of the Mongolian nationality.

Princess Li didn't think that Xiao Yanjun was really so stupid.

In the end, he didn't enter the palace as he wanted. Thanks to Nie Hongyang, he fled in time and took him home

Lian Yan took the letter from concubine Li's hand, floated a salute and retreated.

The night is getting deeper and cooler.

In the quieter Hou's house, the candle lights in the courtyard are still burning for a long time.

Lord Hou leaned against the window and looked at the open sky outside the window. There were only some gray clouds flowing. The clouds * * could see one or two stars.

Near the stars, the dark and obvious night seems to contain infinite sadness.

Cong Ting put a cloak on him and gently advised him, "Your Highness King Mo, although the young master can return to Beijing tonight, they still have many things to do. You don't have to wait all night."

The Marquis lowered his eyelids and said, "I don't want him to come back. Now how many pairs of eyes are staring at him outside the Marquis house. If he really comes back, it will worry me."

Cong Ting looked stunned: "then you're so late and don't rest."

The Marquis sighed, "I can't sleep. I'm still hanging in my heart. I'm always worried about whether he can come back safely. I can't eat well and sleep well these days. It must be a lot less."

Cong Ting pursed his lips. These days, he often heard the Marquis scold Xiao mubai for being emotional in his study, saying that chu'er was so smart that he didn't have to worry about him.

For a long time and many times, Cong Ting really thought that Hou Ye was very relieved at the beginning of summer.

Now that I know the date of the young master's return, I see that he is so nervous. Just now I know that the Marquis is hard faced and soft hearted. What he cares about is actually... More important than anyone.

The two of them stood at Yinshi.

Cong Ting was about to talk to the marquis. It was time to have a rest. There was a knock outside the door.

The Marquis looked happy and quickly motioned Cong ting to open the door.

Although they keep saying that it's better not to come back in early summer, they are still looking forward to it.

Cong Ting quickly opened the door, but the man standing outside the door was Bian Ding.

The Marquis looked disappointed, and then asked anxiously, "are you back?"

Bian Ding flashed in, saluted and replied respectfully, "yes, young master, I'm afraid you'll believe the news of his death in a few days."

A stone hanging from the Lord's heart finally fell to the ground, nodded and asked, "just come back. When did you come back? Where do you live now?"

The edge theorem clarified his thoughts and reported tonight's events from the beginning to the end.

Since he took Shuanglu out of Sinan's residence, he was sent back by Bingwen to continue to guard, just in case.

Tonight, he was originally perched in a tree. He was bored and sighed alone. He had been alone for only 20 years and had long been used to it. However, he was accompanied by Jiang Yan these days.

I've been chatting and chatting every day, and my life is very comfortable.

After leaving Beijing at the beginning of the summer, he was transferred to Sinan's residence by Bian Hao with a message from Bingwen. He was reluctant, but at least he was accompanied by a beautiful Xianli. Although it was hard to get close, he couldn't say a word, but it was pleasing to his eyes.

The beauty is on the side, and the day of watching is not so painful.

But now, I'm back to being alone. I'm really not used to it.

Bian Ding was just sobbing, when he saw two figures' swish 'rushing into Sinan's residence, skilfully avoiding all the guards' patrols and hiding in the courtyard where Su qianle lived.

Startled, he immediately cheered up. He was about to jump over and take a closer look. Suddenly, several figures came around him.

Bian Ding was surprised. He thought he was surrounded. He opened his posture and punched the approaching visitor. He waved his nose three inches away. The visitor didn't avoid or attack. He hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted to him, "it's me, Jiang Yan!"

Bian Ding reluctantly stopped his strength and stopped in front of his nose. The boxing wind brought the hunting wind, which aroused several strands of hair falling in front of Jiang Yan's forehead.

"How do you know I'm in this tree?" Bian Ding saw his face clearly and looked around at the dark guards with joy.

Good guy, the battle is not small

"You like to perch on a tree with luxuriant branches and leaves. This cedar is the largest. I guess you hang here." Jiang Yan hissed and saw him look around. Then he said, "just go in are the king and young master. Please relax your heart."

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Before Bian Ding could come back in early summer, he saw two figures walking out of Sinan residence with Su qianle in front and behind.

This... He stayed here, stared at the tip of his fart, and then swept out with their figure.