Chapter 177

Ten days later, Liuqiu City, the capital of the Northern Qi Dynasty.

Yan Luoli's carriage was walking slowly on the streets of Beijing. She lifted the curtain and saw that the streets were full of people.

"What shall we do next, miss?"

Looking at the mix of fish and dragons in the capital, it may be that someone has found them.

It's getting late in the evening, so we have to find a place to stay.

"Go directly to Heng Wang's house. Remember, don't be too conspicuous."

Xiao Yan has no voice, Yan Luoli's heart, has a bad premonition.

The carriage bypassed the busy streets of the capital, and soon saw King Heng's house.

From a distance, we can see that around the palace of King Heng, three circles inside and three circles outside are full of soldiers.

The carriage didn't stop. It went on and went back to the streets of the capital from the other side.

Quickly find an inn to stay, Yan Luoli shut himself in the room, cold face full of dignified.

Xiaoman brings up dinner. Seeing Yan Luoli like this, he can't help worrying.

"Xiaoman, did you inform hong'er?"

"Miss Hui, I have been informed, but hong'er has no news these days."

If it's not that hong'er is exposed, it's the place where she's locked and can't send messages.

"Go and find out what's wrong with Prince Heng's house."

Xiao Yan's help is necessary to meet Hong Tianquan unconsciously.

"Yes, Xiao man is going now."

Looking at the food on the table, Yan Luoli has no appetite.

Casually pull a few, the bottom of my heart thinking of Xiao Yan, suddenly a flash of light, she had attention.

Xiao Yan's news is not difficult to find out, and Xiaoman comes back soon.

"Yes, miss. Now Liuqiu city is under the control of Prince Xiao Cheng. Half a month ago, it was reported in the palace that King Heng deliberately framed the emperor and was put under house arrest by the crown prince. "

I see. Yan Luoli nods with a smile and orders her to invite ah Chen in.

"Spirit Lord."

Ah Chen half knelt on the ground, waiting for the order.

"Send me to Heng Wang's house, can you do it?"

Ah Chen and Xiao man were too surprised to speak. They opened their eyes and looked at their master.

This is undoubtedly a reckless adventure!

"Miss, you can't be fooling around. This is king Heng's house. If you go, just in case How can Xiaoman tell the Lord and the old master? "

They are used to her fearlessness, but they can't let her bet her life.

"Yes."

Ah Chen knelt there, pondered for a moment, and spat out these two words in a low voice.

"You, how can you - Oh, no, absolutely not, miss, she can't take risks!"

Xiaoman stares at ah Chen angrily. Is this man brain broken? Can't you see it?!!

Chen calmly raised his eyes and looked at Xiaoman.

Naturally, there are thousands of disagreements in his heart, but he knows that it doesn't matter whether he agrees or not. Yan Luoli will try every means to enter the Heng palace.

"Xiaoman, our duty is to obey the orders of the Spirit Lord."

In a word, with too much helplessness, blocked Xiaoman's mouth.

But Xiaoman still looks at Yan Luoli reluctantly, trying to persuade her with her eyes.

"Xiao man, make up for me."

Without delay, Yan Luoli immediately changed into the clothes of a servant girl, and was held by a Chen. She quietly passed through the streets of Liuqiu city and landed in the middle palace of King Heng's residence.

There are bright lights and secluded silk and bamboo. Yan Luoli decides that this is Xiao Yan's residence and orders ah Chen to put it down.

"Spirit Lord, subordinate..."

Chen didn't trust her and wanted to stay.

"Hurry back to the Inn and wait for me with Xiaoman."

Yanluoli saw his mind, immediately interrupted him, and then added:

"I need you outside, waiting for my arrangement."

"Yes, yes, my subordinates!"

Ah Chen, holding Yan Luoli, evades the soldiers on patrol and lands quietly in front of Fengyu Pavilion.

In Fengyu Pavilion, the plaintive music of the zither comes and goes one after another, flowing through the heart, arousing people's sorrow.

Ah Chen looked at Yan Luoli affectionately, turned hard and walked forward with heavy steps.

"Ah Chen!"

Yan Luoli turns around and suddenly stops him.

Ah Chen turned his head and crossed his eyes.

"If we leave alive, you will be free."

Ah Chen is not only the shadow guard of Yan Luoli, but also the shadow guard of his majesty.

Now he helps Yan Luoli to do these things. After he goes back, he is likely to be executed.

Ah Chen knew this in his heart, but he chose Yan Luoli without hesitation.

Freedom?

After listening to these two words, ah Chen stood still.What'd you mean by that?

As a shadow guard, it's something he can't ask for, but the princess

"No, my subordinates are willing to be loyal to the princess, my subordinates..."

"Shh

Yan Luo Li immediately made a sign to forbid the sound, and then heard the foot sound of patrolling getting closer and closer.

"You go quickly."

In a low voice, after the patrolling soldiers passed by, ah Chen disappeared in the sky above the palace of King Heng.

Yan Luoli crept around the biggest palace and looked up to see three big golden characters.

Fengyu Pavilion!

The music inside becomes more sad, and every note is like a cuckoo weeping blood.

Heartbeat, with the rhythm ups and downs, Yan Luoli holding a skirt, slowly go up, hand gently pressed on the Fengyu Pavilion closed door.

A kind of unspeakable sadness came to my heart. I just felt that tears were rolling around my eyes.

A little hard, want to push the door into, behind the cold wind swept, bright sword has been on the neck.

"Stop!"

There was a cold wind across her back, and there was a sharp sword scattered around her neck. With a little force, she might be in a strange place.

The chill rose from the soles of the feet and ran straight to the top of the head.

But Yan Luoli stood there, his mouth slightly raised, smiling confidently.

Because the voice, a little familiar, she blocked, behind the sword, she knew.

She slowly turned around and saw the red clothes fluttering with the wind and her heart hanging, so she went down.

When hong'er sees the face turning slowly, her childishness is covered by coldness, and her smile shows her courage and boldness beyond ordinary people.

"Hong'er, long time no see."

Her voice was shallow, her eyebrows curved, and she didn't care at all. Hong'er's sword was still around her neck.

He slowly reached out and took the sword away from his neck.

"Princess Jing?"

The red son stares big eyes, startled eyes bead son all want to fall down.

Yan Luoli, how can she be here? How can she be here?!

Hearing the footsteps in the distance, hong'er takes Yan Luoli's hand and enters Fengyu Pavilion.

"Master, look, who's here?"

After closing the door, hong'er ran to the man in red who was sitting in the middle of the candle and spoke happily.

Yan Luoli looks around. The room is full of candles. Xiao Yan sits cross legged in a red robe.

There is a Guqin on the body. Long fingers move the strings, and the sound of sadness is endless around the beam.

He lowered his head, black hair scattered wantonly, covering half an empty face.

She couldn't recognize her thin appearance.

"Xiao Yan?"

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