Chapter 88 The Iron-blooded Heart Gives Parting

The protagonists have left, and there is naturally no need for this birthday banquet to go on. The guests dispersed one after another, extremely embarrassed. The emperor was assassinated in his own home, and foreign envoys were present, which was a big face.

Red sandalwood doesn't care about whether she is ashamed or not. She is concerned about the traitor. Sitting in the carriage of the general's house, she said her doubts in her heart: "Today, although the envoys of Cang are assassinated, the Cang country is so far away from the country that even if they have the ability, they can't arrange so many assassins in the court of the country. There must be something wrong with it.

Xin Yan tidied up the blood-stained robe and said solemnly, "With the first time, there will be no second time. Now it seems that your majesty's personal safety seems to be unsecure."

"Does the general have any ideas?" The general has been in the court for many years. There are some things that she, as an outsider, is not clear, but he should have realized something.

Unexpectedly, Xin Yan shook his head and said, "There are many intrigues among the ministers in the court, but when it comes to treason, I don't know about this. For today's plan, we can only try our best to ensure the safety of the emperor. No, I will definitely ensure the safety of the emperor.

"The general is going to the frontier tonight. Linmu knows that there is not much time. I wish the general Ma success again!" She boxed in her hands.

Xin Yan nodded and looked at her with deep meaning: "Linmu's war drums are full of fighting spirit. If he is a general, he must be a great achievement. Before defeating the Prime Minister, I promised you to let you join the army. You might as well go with us this time.

He thought she would agree, but Red Sandalwood shook his head and said, "Linmu has his own plan. The general just goes there."

Red Sandalwood turned his head and looked at the brothers and sisters who had been silent since they got on the bus. Xin Yimian didn't want to talk, and Xin Yixi didn't dare to talk. After thinking about it, she said to Xin Yimian, "I also wish you success."

Xin Yimian raised his head, looked at her with narrow eyes for a while, and actually said astringently, "Thank you."

This thank you made the red sandalwood quite flattered. She was slightly stunned, and she just nodded slightly.

The emotion of parting, the suppression of the traitor, and the black cloud of war, the atmosphere in the carriage was very low under these multiple influences, and this atmosphere continued to the general's mansion.

When the carriage stopped, a family immediately led two strong horses forward, with only simple luggage on the horse's back. Xin Yan and Xin Yimian jumped out of the carriage and directly took over the reins in their hands and jumped on the horse's back.

Sitting high on the horse, Xin Yan's temperament was subverted in an instant. The majestic national face was no longer cordial, and a serious depression emanated from him. The general looked at the man under the horse in a tough voice: "Xier, you are my daughter. Even if we are uncertain, you should also remember that you are the daughter of the general, and you must not give up easily. What's more, don't cry. If you hold our bones, you must also laugh. That's the pride of our whole Xin family!"

This is the determination to die. He turned his head and looked at the teenager who had not known each other for more than ten days but had subverted the whole court. He said solemnly, "I'm waiting for you to realize what I promised you." A gentleman's promise is hard to change his money!"

Red sandalwood looked at the general on the horse. She knew how dangerous he was. Leaving the country itself was not as strong as the strong soldiers of the country. He had to fight for his life. This was a hard battle. He could not afford to lose, but the hope of victory was very slim.

In her heart, she could only keep silent. She subconsciously looked at his daughter. What surprised her was that the ancient woman was not weak at all. Her beautiful big eyes were full of firmness. She unexpectedly raised a smiling face and said, "Dad will definitely win when he goes to the border gates. Dad is a general who has left the country, the hope of all the people who have left the country, and everyone I will pray for you, you can win, and you will definitely win!"

Xin Yan nodded with satisfaction, looked up and finally looked at the general's mansion. He raised the whip in his hand and rushed to the dark front.

Xin Yimian, who had been silent, finally seemed to be alive. His narrow eyes were less cold. He looked at his only sister and said, "Xier, you should take care of it." At this time, he couldn't say anything except a word of treasure.

Xin Yixi has always been strong but softened under this simple sentence. Her beautiful big eyes turned a little red. She bit her lip, forced her smile and spit out with difficulty: "Brother, take care."

Creasure, how much does it weigh? Four words, choked and hard to come out, like a thousand pounds.

Xin Yimian pulled the horse's head and didn't see the big living man, red sandalwood, in a trance. When the horse's hoofs flew, she clearly heard his voice coming from the front: "Even if blood and tears are sprinkled everywhere, we must compete with the sky!"

The fiery red hair loomed in the night. Red Sandalwood looked at the direction they left and knew clearly that their way at this time was her way back tomorrow. Go to the same battlefield with the same faith and the same mood.

"Yi Xi, go back, they have already left. Each has his own duties, and each has his own destiny. With one hand around her shoulder, Red Sandalwood gently persuaded.

Xin Yixi looked at the hand on his shoulder and took a deep breath and raised a smiling face, "Linmu, don't worry, I'm fine. I'm the general's daughter. I'm not useless.

The red sandalwood nodded with admiration, but this woman was proud. After standing in place for a moment, the two turned around and went to the house. After tonight, the general's mansion will become much more deserted, perhaps, colder than this night.

After returning to the yard where she lived, the red sandalwood did not enter the house, but knocked on Hao Lianliufeng's door first, and then knocked on the green and blue door. To everyone, she only said, "Clean up and leave here tomorrow." And he sent someone to Gefu late at night to deliver the letter and asked him to send it to Ge Xiyan in person.

She didn't explain to anyone what she was going to do, and she didn't even give anyone a chance to ask. After saying that, she turned around and left. After finishing this, she returned to her room. Close the door with some fatigue.

The moment she entered the room, a white object rushed into her arms at an unstoppable speed. This feels fluffy and inexplicably soft. Red sandalwood looked down and saw a pair of big crystal clear eyes looking at her, and humanely gave her a wink.

The red sandalwood hugged the little guy in her arms and poured herself a cup of tea. In the light, she said faintly, "Do you have a place?"

This sound protruded in the silent room, and the shocked candle trembled. At the moment when the fire was extinguished, a touch of blood red fell from the sky. A bewitching voice with a smile came: "Ha ha, Amu, it seems that your skills have really been refined a lot."

"For your blessing." She poured another glass of water and pushed it to the opposite side. Then she looked at the man and said, "Now, should I call you Wulan, or Lanhuang Wucang Juelan?"

When Wu Cang Juelan's hand holding the cup heard the last sentence, it was immediately in her hand. He hooked the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Amu, you can call anything you want."

She is the most unwilling to call others this question. A name usually lasts longer than she thinks about a math problem. Why don't you stay in the embassy and have something to do here?

"It's okay." He said, "You also know that I am a private person. Being with those people in the embassy is bound to attract attention. So, as you asked, I have no place to go. And I only know you. Mu, it's up to you. Even if I report my whereabouts to your weak emperor, I won't object, as long as you can bear it.

He dares to do this only when he knows that she doesn't know. She can have today's rebirth instead of a useless person. He saved this favor. She hasn't paid it back, let alone pay it off. So if he has any requirements, as long as he doesn't touch her bottom line, she will allow it." So, what do you think of me? You know, you have nowhere to go, and I'm homeless.

His eyes were full of smiles, and he said carelessly, "Then let's depend on each other for our lives."

Red sandalwood didn't look at his too bright smiling face. He withdrew his hand and stared at the light tea channel: "I'm going to leave the border between the two countries tomorrow."

Holding the thin teacup, he smiled indifferently and said, "That's good. I'll join in the fun."

Looking at the deliberately vigilant look she threw at him, he also deliberately said, "When the two countries are at war, I, another monarch, of course, need to know the most detailed information. It must be right to follow you."

He said so clearly that she had nothing to worry about. Anyway, she won't let him know what she doesn't want him to know, and she also believes that he is an interesting person. So, she said, "Tomorrow morning, you can go with us."

Wu Cang Juelan nodded with satisfaction and asked with a smile, "Then where should I sleep tonight?"

Red sandalwood paused and looked at the only empty bed in the room. He estimated that the inn would have been closed for a long time. Even if he entered the inn, his emperor was always unsafe in his country. So he said faintly, "You sleep**."

He raised his eyebrows and said, "What about you?" He doesn't think that she really treats herself as a man after dressing up as a man for so many years. Besides, this doesn't work.

Obviously, he thinks too much. The red sandalwood looked up at the lower beam and flew up with his toes. She leaned against the wood with her hands around the fox. She closed her eyes and stopped moving like an old monk.

Wu Cang Juelan looked at the blue robe flashing in front of him, raised his head slightly and looked at the person sitting on the beam, with a slight displeasure in his heart. He is a man, why does he sleep**? But looking at the indifference between her eyebrows, he made up his head and turned to the bed.

He pulled off the quilt and took off his robe and lay down. He looked at the person on the beam. He understood what she meant. The corners of her lips hooked, and he did what she thought. Feeling that he owes him, the stubbornness in his heart is driving him. Well, then take your time, and he will follow her.

The dark and deep night sank in this simple room, with a ** and a beam, and the two people who breathed slightly slept separately. Xue Linghu shrank into her blue arms and poked out a small head and eagerly stared at the comfortable bed. After half a sound, he reluctantly put his head back and fell asleep in his arms.