Who is 129?

But Lin Yarong still didn't see the person she wanted to see.

Mojiru found something wrong with her and asked, "Madam, what's wrong with you?"

Lin Yarong came to her senses and reluctantly squeezed out a smile on her face: "It's okay. Let's go."

Mojiru helped her into the carriage, but somehow he looked back in the direction she had just seen.

In the carriage, Lin Yarong seemed to be a little absent-minded.

Mojiru has been observing her. Something is wrong, very wrong. Lin Yarong is obviously worried. What did she see just now?

Mojiru came over and said, "Madam, are you all right?"

"I'm fine. What's wrong?"

"You don't look very happy." Mojiru stared into her eyes and said.

Is there such a thing?

Lin Yarong said, "Maybe I'm a little tired. You know, I've been in the carriage for a long time, and I feel stiff."

Seeing that her face was a little pale, he didn't seem to be lying, so he couldn't help softening his voice: "It will be there in a while. Hold on."

Lin Yarong nodded. She should have read it correctly just now. That person was Lang Yunling, but why couldn't she see Sun Jingbang? Didn't Sun Jingbang come at all?

Think about it, there are many people who know Sun Jingbang in Changdu. If his identity is recognized, the situation will be serious.

However, she still wants to see Sun Jingbang very much.

Unexpectedly, he saw Lang Yunling in Changdu, which made Lin Yarong see hope, that is to say, Sun Jingbang knew that she was not dead and sent someone to save her. This is absolutely good news for Lin Yarong.

However, it is not easy to save her now. Now there is an undercurrent in Changdu. Mojiru is cautious. His house must be heavily guarded. It is not easy to bring her out of Changdu. What's more, Lin Yarong doesn't know whether Lang Yunling came alone or brought another helper.

With a sigh in her heart, Lin Yarong seemed to be worried.

After getting along with her for a long time these days, Mojiru could probably see what was on her mind from her expression. Seeing that Lin Yarong's eyebrows were locked, Mojiru couldn't help worrying about his face.

"Madam, my family is easy to get along with. You don't have to worry too much."

Mojilu suddenly said such a sentence, and Lin Yarong turned his head and looked at him with surprise.

Is Mojiru worried about her? That's why you say that? Lin Yarong couldn't help smiling softly: "I'm not too worried. I think the eldest prince will take good care of me, right?"

Mojiru hummed and then remained silent.

The carriage finally stopped.

Lin Yarong got out of the carriage and looked up. Mojilu's mansion was the same tall and large arched door as she imagined. There were many stone statues on the stone pillars on both sides of the gate. When she took a closer look, she noticed that the entangled relief flowers on the door began to spread from the door to the whole stone wall. From a distance, the arched gate Not only magnificent and magnificent, but also as if alive, really special.

Lin Yarong couldn't help but wonder that the place where the eldest prince lived was different.

Seeing that she was in a better mood than before, Mojiru did not urge her to enter the door and stood aside and looked at her.

Wait for Lin Yarong to appreciate it enough, she turned her head and was about to praise Mojiru, but she found that there was a beauty standing three steps behind her. High nose and big eyes, breasts and thin waist, snow-white skin against a pair of purple eyes is indescribable charm and mystery, and the most memorable thing is the beauty's golden hair.

Is this the beauty of the Western Regions?

Lin Yarong is not a woman who has never seen the Western Regions. Even there are two Hu Ji living in her town marquis, but the blonde beauty in front of her is far more beautiful than anyone else.

When the immortals came down to earth, Lin Yarong thought of these four words.

"Her name is Delier."

Mojilu walked to Lin Yarong and introduced her to the beauty of the Western Regions.

Lin Yarong was about to open her mouth when Delier asked first, "Who are you?"

Obviously, you can hear the unhappiness in Delier's tone. Lin Yarong swallowed the words in her throat, and then turned her head to look at Mojiru with a smile. It's better to let Mojiru explain who she is.

Maybe he didn't expect Delier to be so rude, Mojiru frowned unhappily.

It can be seen that Deli is not afraid of Mojiru or Mojiru spoils her at all, so Delier walked directly to Lin Yarong regardless of Mojilu's gloomy face.

Deli looked at Lin Yarong condescendingly and asked, "Are you the slave brought back by the eldest prince from the south?"

Delier's Chinese dialect is not very standard. Lin Yarong didn't pay attention to it before. When Delier said the second sentence, Lin Yarong found that when she said every word, Delier had a strong nasal voice.

"Delier!"

Mojiru shouted in a low voice. Obviously, Delier's words not only insulted Lin Yarong but also angered Mojilu.

Mojiru was very unhappy. He looked up and said to an old man standing behind Deli's, "Axihan, take Deli's back."

"Yes, my master."

Lin Yarong looked at Delier with a blank face. Is it that all beauties have a common problem, that is, big breasts and brainless? What kind of look is that? Does she look like a slave? However, Lin Yarong's current situation is no better than that of a slave. In fact, like a slave, she has long lost her personal freedom.

With his fur coat on his tight, Lin Yarong walked in without saying a word.

Mojilu saw that Lin Yarong had no smile on his face and wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.

Through the arched gate, the layout of Mojiru's house also really opened Lin Yarong's eyes, but it may be that Delier's words just caused her to be in a bad mood. After a quick look, Lin Yarong asked Ashina to lead her to find a place to rest.

The old man named Axihan suddenly came out from nowhere and said in an awkward Chinese saying, "Madam, your room has already been cleaned up. Please come with me."

Axihan took her for a long time to walk to a small quadrangle courtyard, which was obviously in the style of the south, with pavilions, rockery and stone bridges, but Lin Yarong was not happy to see these at all.

She didn't say anything. She went into the room and fell asleep.

Ashaina followed her with a worried face.

Lying on **, Lin Yarong looked at the white Lingluo tent above her head with her eyes open. What should she do next? Should she find an opportunity to meet Lang Yunling? She has too many words to ask Lang Yunling.

After thinking for a while, she fell asleep in a daze.

When she woke up, it was already dark, and there was only a small light burning in the room. Lin Yarong was just about to get up and ask Ashina to enter the room, but for some reason, she suddenly felt a little uneasy.

There is someone in the house.

Lin Yarong didn't dare to make a sound. Her intuition was not wrong. There were others in the room besides her. But who will be in her house?

It won't be Mojilu. This is Changdu and it's in his own house. Mojiru doesn't have to be so sneaky to see her. So will it be Delier? The hostility of the blonde beauty to her is very obvious. Wei Mo is open-minded. The man can't help but fight, but she doesn't say that women can't fight. Will Delier come to attack her at night?

Lin Yarong didn't dare to make a conclusion and pecked in her heart. She whispered, "Who is it?"

After a long time, Lin Yarong thought she was wrong, and a familiar voice hit her ear: "It's me!"

Unknown joy surged in her heart, and Lin Yarong couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Lang Yunling, where are you?"

Lin Yarong never thought that Lang Yunling would sneak into Mojilu's house, which was too dangerous.

Soon, a man flashed from behind the wardrobe by the window, dressed in black, only a pair of eyes, and looked around alertly.

Lin Yarong looked behind Lang Yunling in a strange mood. But after waiting for a long time, she didn't see the second person.

Lang Yunling did not go to the light, but jumped lightly and hung on the head of her bed where she rested. There was a mantle, and no one could see him.

"sister-in-law, are you all right?"

"Lang Yunling, are you all right?"

Two people spoke in one voice at the same time.

Lin Yarong was slightly stunned and looked up. She paused and asked again, "When did you arrive in Changdu?" Did the marquis ask you to come? How is the marquis? How are you all?" She desperately wanted to know everything. At this time, she felt that her whole body was like a boat in the stormy waves, up and down, and there was no peace.

Lang Yunling whispered, "I entered Changdu City with you. Two days ago, I caught up with Mojilu's motorcade, but I never had a chance to save you, so I had to follow the carriage into the city. After knowing that you were not dead, the marquis secretly left the capital. We chased us all the way from the capital to Wanliguan. Originally, the marquis was going to enter Wei Mo to save you in person, but suddenly came to the capital that His Majesty was seriously ill in bed. The marquis temporarily decided to go to the northwest camp and asked me to inquire about the situation first. Sister-in-law, are you all right? Are you...are you all right along the way?"

Lang Yunling talked about the matter in the simplest words. After listening to it, Lin Yarong not only did not feel relieved, but was worried.

She asked, "Why did Your Majesty suddenly become seriously ill? Did the marquis say anything before he went to the northwest camp? She remembered what Mojiru told her when she was in Jixiang Town. Will His Majesty's serious illness have anything to do with His Majesty's decision not to abdicates for the time being?

Lang Yunling said, "The marquis didn't order anything in particular. After I saw you, I asked you to take care of yourself. The marquis said that no matter what happened, sister-in-law, you must take care of your life first, and nothing else matters. As for your Majesty, I don't know about it.

Lin Yarong also knew that these things could not be explained in two words. It was certainly a happy thing to hear that Sun Jingbang came to save her, but she always felt that her Majesty's sudden illness seemed to indicate something.

She hasn't spoken for a long time.

"sister-in-law, you can stay here before I come up with a proper method. Don't worry, I will find a way to get you out.

After hearing Lang Yunling's words, Lin Yarong could finally feel relieved. As soon as he opened his mouth, Lang Yunling, who hung on the head of the bed, suddenly shrank back, and then quickly said, "Someone is coming!" Before Lin Yarong could react, Lang Yunling disappeared into the dark in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, someone knocked gently on her door.

"Who is it?"