Chapter 317 The Law of Preservation

A gust of wind blew, and the white clouds rolled up gently, brushing the dazzling kiss on the high hall connected to the sky in the distance. It had not left for a long time. It was exactly the white butterfly.

But among them, who follows whom closely, and who is really drunk for whom?

The wind rose again, and the clouds couldn't help fluttering, scattered a few pieces, and went towards the edge of the sky.

In the 'Shude Hall', Yang Yanzhao and Xiao Zhuo are still standing side by side, looking at the wind and falling sky, as if they saw their long-lost hometown in their hearts in this trance.

"Have you ever thought about how to go back?"

Xiao Zhuo said lightly and broke the silence in the hall. Yang Yanzhao added a trace of sadness to his eyebrows, took a deep breath, and nodded, "I thought about it, but it's a pity that I have no clue."

"In the past two years, I have also seen the power of the witch religion, but I didn't have the chance to see the palm religion. Otherwise, I should be able to ask a question." Xiao Zhuo continued, and then stretched out his finger to the sky. "I have always had a feeling that the end of the cloud is the way home. If you can learn those legendary flying and escape, you may be able to go back.

"But at that time, will you give up everything and go back to that strange previous life?"

Hearing this, Xiao Zhuo was stunned. Indeed, she has even dreamed of going back in the past few years, but if she really goes back, will she have everything she is familiar with?

If the surrounding scenery has become wrong, what's the point of going back? Isn't it time-traveling to a strange era again?

Thinking about it, Xiao Chu lowered his head, and his buckskin boots kicked the masonry road under his feet, making a crisp sound.

"Forget it, it's not easy to go back. Don't think about it for the time being. Thinking about it randomly is just to increase trouble."

With a sigh, Yang Yanzhao sat back on the previous red lacquer wooden chair and fiddled with the white jade cup on the table on his hand. "You came to me today, didn't you just say these words?"

Seeing Yang Yanzhao asking, Xiao Zhuo remembered the business, put away the sadness on his face, turned his back and said, "I heard that you have become the 'free messenger' of the witch religion?"

He was slightly surprised. He just took out the token in front of Yelu Xiuge, and Xiao Zhuo here already knew that there was an eyeliner of the Liao Dynasty in this witch religion.

"The news spreads fast enough."

Without denying it, Yang Yanzhao put the lid of the cup in his hand on the cup and pointed to the fruit on the table on one side of Xiao Zhuo. The latter glanced at him and walked forward and threw it over.

"You are very dangerous now."

Looking at Yang Yanzhao eating happily, he seemed to have no worry at all. Xiao Zhuo immediately opened his head again, raised his jade feet, and kicked Yang Yanzhao's raised legs.

"Even if you are now the 'free messenger' of the witch religion, what if Brother Yelü Xiu suffered a loss this time, will he fight with you so clearly next time? He is the king of the North Courtyard of the Liao Dynasty. He is highly valued in Yelu. There are 11 million ways to kill you. Even if it is a witchcraft, you can't do anything to him. Why are you so indifferent?

Continue to eat two mouthfuls of fruit. When Xiao Zhuo was about to leave, Yang Yanzhao stopped and said, "Otherwise, what if you want me to plead guilty with him, not to mention that I can't do it. Even if I really carry a broom on my back, I will stretch out my neck and cut him to do this kind of thing, unless my brain is twitching."

After saying this, looking at Xiao Zhuo, whose face was getting colder and colder, Yang Yanzhao swallowed his saliva and continued, "Of course, I also have a headache. If you have any good ideas, just tell me some advice and save me from this miserable prisoner!"

Sitting on the wooden chair, Xiao Zhuo stared at him angrily, "Hmm, I know how to play with my mouth. Under the world, which prisoner has such arrogance as you, and casually shoots the children of the court. Then he put the knife on his neck very powerfully. I think you are living a carefree life. You don't look miserable!"

He smiled awkwardly, threw the core in his hand aside, picked up the brocade handkerchief and wiped his hand. He only felt that it was full of faint fragrance. At this time, he found that the brocade handchief in his hand was the one that Xiao Yao had just used to wipe his sweat.

Feeling Xiao Zhuo's angry eyes, Yang Yanzhao quickly put down Jinpa and said to divert her attention, "Is there anything you and your man who can help me?"

Hearing this, Xiao Zhuo nodded, "I have indeed discussed with the Great Khan. Brother Yelu Xiu is a veteran of the two dynasties, and he holds power and has a high prestige among the Liao people. Therefore, what he can do now is to separate you from him.

Dahan wants to send you to Huanglong Mansion. Most of the officials there are students of the Xiao family. You can't lie dormant there, and Brother Yelu Xiu will come forward to comfort you. After a few years, the limelight will be transferred back.

After listening to this, Yang Yanzhao held his hand, touched his chin, and thought for a long time before he said with a smile, "This method is really good. If you don't see it, you will naturally not be annoyed, but what if he sends someone to assassinate me?"

Xiao Zhuo shrugged his shoulders helplessly. "The Great Khan will send someone to protect you. Coupled with the people of the witch religion, I don't think there will be any big problems. Of course, you still have to be careful when looking for a day."

"When will you leave?"

"It will take some time, because the sweat has to stabilize Yelu's vein first. If you don't do anything, you will be sent to Huanglong Mansion, which will definitely anger them. I think it's time to come after the Spring Festival."

"After the New Year?"

He whispered, and Yang Yanzhao smashed his mouth, "It seems that you have to take action early, otherwise, you will sleep uneasily."

Hearing his words, Xiao Zhuo immediately stood up and stared at him, "What are you talking about!"

"It's nothing. I'm thinking about going to the Huanglong Mansion you mentioned earlier so that I can sleep peacefully."

Yang Yanzhao made a gag and dispelled Xiao Zhuo's anger. The two gossiped for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, Yang Yanzhao resigned.

"Yang Jing, be more careful recently."

Behind him was Xiao Chu's words of concern. Yang Yanzhao walked to the door and turned his head, with a gentle smile in his bright eyes, "They are all people who have died once. Naturally, they have to live enough in this world. Otherwise, it's not a big loss. This is not my character."

After saying that, he walked out with a low smile. Xiao Zhuo was still full of worry. He looked at his back and said, "If you die, I will really become a stranger."

Out of the 'Shude Hall', the little eunuch in front of him saw that Yang Yanzhao came out from Xiao Zhuo's side, so he was full of flattering faces and talking about the things in the palace.

He nodded slightly with a smile. Yang Yanzhao seemed to be responding, but in fact, he had already calculated quickly in his mind.

Xiao Zhuo looked for him to enter the palace. In addition to the old story, he also said an important message that Ye Lvxian would not kill him or hand him over to Ye Lv Xiu.

There is no need to guess more about this reason. It is that Yang Yanzhao's identity as a "Xiaoyaoshi" played a role.

He didn't know where Huang Longfu was, but Yang Yanzhao understood that going there was actually equivalent to being imprisoned again. This stay may be for several years or even more than ten years.

He doesn't have time to spend in the Liao Dynasty.

What's more, Yelu Xiuge is full of power. As long as he is still in Liaoning, he can't escape the continuous killing.

So he has to fight first, kill Yelu Xiuge, and avenge the soldiers who died in the battle in Yunzhou City. If possible, he will turn the capital upside down, and then walk alone and escape back to Bianliang.

"Yang Jing!"

While thinking about it, suddenly there was a call of joy in his ear. Yang Yanzhao subconsciously raised his head, but saw that not far ahead, Qiong'e was walking towards him.

"Are you all right? Did you get hurt?"

He stepped forward and looked at him carefully up and down. Qiong'e's eyes were full of fear and worry, while the little eunuch on one side saluted knowingly and bowed and left.

Smelling the faint fragrance in front of his nose, and looking at the beautiful face close to him, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help but be distracted, but Qiong'e was so afraid, and his eyes were full of concern. He could not continue to enjoy this beautiful beauty, so he coughed a few times and said, "Princess, you are worried. Yang Jing is fine. He lives very well. God."

Hearing this, Qiong'e couldn't help looking at him with shame, and then hurriedly pulled Yang Yanzhao's sleeve and said, "Don't go back for the time being. Find a place to hide. I'll plead with my brother again. He will definitely help you."

There is inexplicable warmth in his heart. People are not plants. Who can be ruthless? He can feel Qiong'e's heart, but he can't accept it.

If you become the son-in-law of the Liao Dynasty, how will the blood feud be avenged in the future?

What should the two women who are waiting at home do?

Gently raised his arm and broke his sleeve out of Qiong'e's hand. Yang Yanzhao whispered, "It's worried for the princess. It's just that this matter is also difficult. Now let's take it step by step. There will always be a solution, right?"

Maybe Qiong'e was thinking about how to protect Yang Yanzhao, so she didn't notice this little move. After listening to his words, she remembered the sad face she saw after she went to see Yeluxian in the past two days. She couldn't help whispering, "Brother, he is really embarrassed. Yelu Yashan is the beloved young son of Yelu Xiu. So..."

After a pause, Qiong'ebei bit her lips, raised her head and continued resolutely, "But don't worry, I will definitely beg the royal brother to save you."

The words are full of concern, but it is the words that contain true feelings that make Yang Yanzhao's heart sink a little. The word of love in the world is the most annoying. Qiong'e is a good girl. Even if he hates the whole Liao Dynasty, he can't bear to hurt this innocent girl.

"The princess's heart is taken by Yang Jing. After all, this matter is really complicated. It's not good to sweat in the middle. It's better to let it go. If it's going to rain, who can change it? If it's really my fate to do this, it's also God's will. Princess, don't be tired of running around for Yang Jing. I'm here to thank you.

With that, he saluted Qiong'e, and Yang Yanzhao went forward. Qiong'e, who stayed in place, felt the faint alienation in his words.

"Dead Yang Jing!"

Qiong'e looked at Yang Yanzhao, who could no longer see his figure. She stamped her feet, pouted her little mouth angrily, and turned around and walked in the direction of 'Shude Hall'.