Chapter 86 Horizontal

The days passed day by day, and the mountains and rain on the border were about to come and the haze atmosphere of the building. Muto's imperial city, which lived between Dayun and Beijin, was also a scene of killing. When the lord and the empress dowager of the dynasty had long ignored the in-laws with Dayun and defected to Beijin. At this critical juncture of the war, if they were not nervous, it was indeed a lie.

In addition, the thorns and meat thorns of the mother and son of the country - the second prince Chen Lang and the princess Wei Xi, were secretly burned to death by the people he sent last time. Although their whereabouts are unknown, for them, it is like a *. I don't know when they will be detonated and then blow up everything they have now.

In particular, there is a rumor that the Shenlang couple were still ling in the capital of Muto and did not leave to escape to Dayun, and the national lord felt even more worried.

He wants to cut off the lead early in the morning, and he can't let a star flame ignite beside the two sinking people.

In fact, it turned out to be a father's biological brother. Is it really necessary to make it like this? The lord also asked himself this, but his reason did not allow him to waver. If he doesn't die, the one who dies will be me. He said this to himself.

He and Chen Lang have a hatred of killing his mother. Even if he kindly let him go, who said that he would not have a chance to turn over with the help of Da Yun behind Wei Xi? If he is allowed to turn over, will he be as kind as himself and let go of the empress dowager who killed his mother's jade concubine?

He doesn't know this answer, and he won't have a chance to know it, because he won't watch Shenlang turn over.

I'm sorry, second brother. The lord clenched the small seal of the lapis lazuli carved dragon in his hand and gently pressed it down on the paper.

It was a secret order to hunt down and suppress Shen Lang, Wei Xi and their followers. He was not afraid of killing innocent people indiscriminately and set an order. He was only afraid that he would not catch Chen Lang and let him escape to the territory of Dayun, and everything would be too late.

"I heard that the lord of Muto had an epilepsy and sent someone to chase the second prince and Axi. Do you have any news?" Wei Jia's body is much better, at least she can sit up in **. Behind her was a soft goose feather cushion, which was made by Yingluo herself. Now that she knows the whereabouts of Huo Qiyue, she can only hold still. She doesn't know what it feels like. In her spare time, she can only rely on some needles and threads to relieve her.

It's funny to say that when Yingluo was at home, the needle and thread girl was the weakest in red. In the Anguo Mansion for so many years, she could only embroider a cover for Shen Coral. Unexpectedly, today, she had to rely on needlework to pass the time.

The embroidered needle poked down one by one, and the silk thread swam like a dragon between her fingers, making her chaotic heart turbulent.

At night, he was personally decocting Wei Jia. It was evening, and it was time for the soldiers to rest. Wei Jia was seriously ill, and the small stove for decoction was set in the tent. The smell of the medicine was not pungent, but it smelled calming.

"You are smart." At night, he bent down and gently pushed the medicine foam to the side with the small lid of the medicine jar. Hearing Wei Jia's question, he turned around with a smile.

In the early morning of winter, a candle had been lit in the tent, and the candlelight swayed, casting waves of shadows on his face. His outline was more clearly outlined, and his eyelashes were longer than women's. A pair of bright eyes smiled and looked at Wei Jia. Wei Jia was a little embarrassed.

She cleared her throat, unnaturally reached out and squeezed a wisp of hair behind her ear, pretending to be serious, "What's the news for asking you?"

She had never disdained to make such a child's delicate posture before, which was novel and charming in the eyes of the night. At night, he looked at her with dark eyes and didn't even care about the medicine jar at hand. The two looked at each other in consterion, like lightning, both of them were ashamed, and their faces seemed to have knocked over the cinnabar box. The red and white were not wonderful.

Yelai felt that if it hadn't been for Wei Jia's pain to torture herself too much, otherwise her illness would actually be quite good. Wei Jia's half-happy and half-shy look is not enough for him to look at it.

"Do you want to talk about it?" However, Wei Jia was Wei Jia after all. It had been her limit before. Now she looked at Yelai with a blank joy, shyness and anger. She picked up the small pillow at hand and threw it to him. She just wanted to wake him up so that others would not come in for a moment and laugh behind him.

Although Yelai was concerned about the chaos and confusion, he had not lost the child's skills he had practiced. He firmly took the pillow in his arms, walked to Wei Jia's bed with a smile, and said to her, "Your hands hurt carefully."

Wei Jia hates her teeth so much that she deeply feels that no matter what kind of man he is, kicking his nose and face is an innate basic skill!

When Ye came to see her gritting her teeth, she was really annoyed, and quickly opened her mouth and said, "In fact, it doesn't matter if there is any news. Anyway, the second prince and the princess have now arrived in the territory of Dayun. It is estimated that they will arrive in Qiongjiang in a few days. The Lord Muto toss around in his own capital, and it won't hinder them."

After Chen Lang and Wei Xi escaped from death, they did hide in Muto's capital for a period of time. Chen Lang had the letters left by the ancestors in his hand, and naturally he could also attract a group of loyal supporters to the ancestors. Only because of the storm, nothing could be shaken for fear of causing death, so he deliberately acted in a low-key manner.

Unfortunately, their major events in Muto are over now, and anyone with a little IQ will not continue to stay there to lead their necks. Naturally, the rumor that Chen Lang and Wei Xi were still in the capital were also spread by people with intentions. Who knew that the gloomy lord actually believed it.

"I thought this was clumsy, but I was afraid that Axi was fooling around. Now it seems that she really knows the empress dowager very well." Wei Jia nodded, "She has long known that the Empress Dowager Muto and the Lord will not stop for a day without seeing her and the bodies of the second prince."

Wei Xi and the Empress Dowager have also been a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law for several years, and naturally understand her nature. There are also special offensive plans for her. Like her biological son, she is gloomy on the outside and unbearable on the inside. She only needs to put a trace of fake news out to watch her fight.

The lord of Muto had a bad reputation when he ascended the throne, and now he is shouting to kill like this. How can his subjects really belong to him? Things in this world are all wrong step by step. If it hadn't been for their selfishness that day and half-way, they would not have turned into what they are now.

"Muto thought that Beijin would win, but he didn't think about it. Even if Beijin won, would he alliate with them?" Yelai smiled slightly, and Wei Jia also looked at him and said with a smile, "Yuan is not going to open up because others like him. Let's take a look. I guess Muto is also a grasshopper after autumn."

Speaking to Huo Qiyu, who was trapped in the Northern Golden City, now, in addition to dealing with Mi Luo, who jumps in front of him from time to time, Lan Su also occasionally comes to the cave. The two of them have now reached a tacit understanding in a certain way. Lan Shu doesn't have the national fate of Beijin in her heart. She just wants to revenge on Yuan Li and pull Miro out of the fire.

If it is said that she is a woman's benevolent and short-sighted, but she is not very kind. As a prisoner's daughter who was destroyed under the iron hooves led by her father, it is really difficult for her to ask her to maintain this originally hostile country.

There is no prosperity in Lan Shu's heart, only the pain, resentment, hatred and betrayal of being a woman for a lifetime. She is happy to see Huo Qiyu make a difference and is willing to give him some assistance in person. Yuan Li is now a flood beast for her. She wants to destroy him, not only for her abandoned heart for more than ten years, but also for Mi Luo, who regarded as a treasure and whose young life has not yet been fully unfolded.

"As long as you are willing to let me and my daughter get out of this prison city." This is her only request to Huo Qiyu.

Huo Qiyu shrugged his shoulders and said, "I will do my best."

Lan Shu smiled sarcastically, "In this case, more than one man said to me, and in the end, they all kept their promise." She put her face close to Huo Qiyu, and a pair of blue eyes stared at him.

She has been paying too much attention recently, and the wrinkles in the corners of her eyes seem to be about to break through the cage. She stressed word by word, "You must promise me."

Huiyu didn't feel that it was rational to refuse her at this time. He nodded, "Okay, I promise you."

Lan Su didn't seem to expect him to be so painful, but he was stunned, and then laughed. "Huo has a big tone, as if he is the emperor of Da Yun."

Huo Qiyu has a secret headache and a pretentious woman. Why do you say that you are not sincere? Why did you sneer at the gun with a stick?

"Your Majesty naturally has me." He rubbed his eyebrows, "Our Dayun emperor has never been difficult for old and weak women and children. The Empress Dowager can rest assured."

Although this reason is also pale, Lan Su is now difficult to get off. Otherwise, he would choose to cooperate with Huo Qiyu and Dayun behind him, otherwise he would wait to die in Beijin Imperial City. Not only waiting to die, but he is afraid he will have to watch Yuan Li jumping around before he dies, and his daughter's eyebrows are cold. Such heartache is better than death. , it will be thousands of times more painful.

She stood on the ground and thought about it again, and finally nodded slowly. A big stone fell to the ground in Huo Qiyu's heart, a little relaxed and a little excited. Although it is not the time for Lansu to cover the sky with one hand, but in a place like Beijin Imperial City, the branches andvines in the dark are entangled. Her power is like tentacles one by one, some of which have been cut off by Yuan Li, but more are quietly dormant in the dark, waiting to see the sun again.

She twisted a small note from the sleeve and handed it to Huo Qiyu, "Huo is a smart man, so naturally he knows what to do."