070: Goodbye, Luo Jin

Lv Ning looked at Prince Ning, who was dressed in a five-colored python suit and with his big eyes wide open. The old man's face was dark and his eyes were shining. He took a deep look at Lu Ning, and then locked his eyes on Yongjia from South China.

"Your Majesty." South China said in a low voice.

"Uncle." South China Yongjia's black and bright eyes went deep, and her well-defined lips moved slightly, sending a greeting without any emotion. His eyes crossed from Huananzhuo's body and fell on the old men behind Huananzhuo.

These old men are not as strong as Prince Ning. All of them are trembling, their hair is gray, and some eyes are cloudy. However, their eyes were full of firmness, and they all looked at Yongjia in South China with forceful majesty. Why doesn't South China Yongjia know these identities? They are all old ministers of the South China Dynasty, and some are even the elders of the three dynasties. Although they have no real power in the dynasty, they are all highly respected. As the emperor of the current dynasty, South China Yongjia naturally deeply knows that these old ministers are not easy to play. Although they are not practical, when the court is facing the turbulence of the highest power, the opinions of these people play a pivotal role.

South China Yongjia stood there quietly, maintaining the posture just now, and did not intend to let Yang Lang go because of the change of the situation.

"Come on!" Huanan shouted loudly and raised his hand, "Take down this traitor!"

After saying that, a group of imperial guards rushed in and held Yang Lang.

Yang Lang's hair was already slightly messy, and Lv Ning saw that his lips had also oozed a little blood. Pale face

Yang Lang, who is soaked with a lot of blood on his chest, seems to have no strength to walk at this moment. He was framed by the bodyguards and surrounded by the guards by the wall, but his eyes were still firmly looking at Yongjia in South China, with a seemingly smile on his lips. This smile is frightening with a faint hatred and a kind of retaliation.

Lu Ning's heart sank deeply, and there was a strange ominous envelope in her heart.

Things are definitely far from this simple. What on earth have they done?

However, it is how Ren Luning wants to know the answer and how to look at Yang Lang with inquiring eyes. Yang Lang never went to see her.

Above the hall, Yang Lang was taken down and calmed down. After a while, of course, the sound of a weapon fell to the ground. Those people in black who had been fighting with weapons before also threw down their weapons and were captured.

However, Yongjia's face in South China was not relaxed because of the situation in front of him. He stood in front of the window, his sword hung down, and his face was majestic. And these old ministers also looked like they had just entered the hall. Even though they were old, they all looked awe-inspiring and righteous. Under the leadership of South China, they looked at South China Yongjia.

"Your Majesty, it is not a wise move to kill in the Buddha's temple." Seeing that Yongjia from South China didn't say anything, South China opened his mouth first. He took an eight-character step and stood there steadily, obviously to teach the young emperor a good lesson.

South China Yongjia, but just smiled faintly and said in a low voice, "Uncle, this group of traitors have endangered the throne of my Southern China Dynasty. I don't raise troops to capture it, so I dare to ask my uncle, do I want to wait for them to take my head?"

"Your Majesty!" The old prince of South China was very angry with South China Yongjia. He stared at South China Yongjia angrily, and then snorted coldly and asked, "Has the emperor never asked himself what is the crisis of the South China Dynasty and the disaster for the people?"

The sound of Huanan Zhuo's rhetorical question made Lu Ning's heart suddenly sink. She raised her head and looked at Yongjia in South China. Huanan Yongjia's eyebrows were just slightly raised, but his face still did not change, and he looked at Huanan burning calmly.

"Laren, I heard a sensational thing." Huanan sneered, turned his head to the door and shouted loudly, "Nan Weihou, please bring someone up."

"Southern Marquis"?

Lv Ning's heart moved slightly and immediately turned her head to look out of the hall. But seeing that the full soldiers in the courtyard dodged and made way, a familiar figure appeared in front of him, which made Lu Ning's heart tremble.

The purple robe is painted with silver prosperity, which is the only quiet and beautiful color in the hustle and bustle of the world. A black hair floated like seaweed, and the silver mask covered half of his cheeks. Even so, it is still difficult to hide his beautiful beauty. There is no place that does not attract the attention of the world.

He Zizi walked in the front, and his black eyes exposed outside the silver mask were full of concern and looked at the green. There is a subtle light in that light, which is the concern and worry that only Green Ning can understand. Lu Ning gently touched the corners of her lips and gave He Zizi an equally concerned and relieved smile. Then he turned his eyes to He Zizi, followed by a water-blue robe, wearing a cyan golden edge, and closely followed a graceful woman in a white dress. This woman was once seen by Lv Ning. In the "Red Hall", she assassinated Mo Liuli, the daughter of the Qu returned aristocrat who assassinated Yongjia in South China as a singer. Mo Linglong followed Surdan closely, but turned her extremely curious eyes to Lv Ning. Her eyes were curious with a kind of jealous and envious look unique to her daughter's family, but she was a little shy.

When Surdan first saw Lu Ning, his blue eyes flashed with a mixture of surprise and worry, and he wanted to rush forward to tell his heart. But Mo Liuli beside him quietly pulled Surdan's sleeve, which made Surdan suddenly stunned. Then he looked down at Mo Liuli, blushed and embarrassed to raise his head awkwardly.

Even if he was trapped in such a dangerous place and saw Surdan's simple appearance, Lu Ning couldn't help smiling. And when she saw the back of the three people again, her eyes suddenly stopped.

This man, wearing a navy blue unicorn robe, was tied with a wide-brimmed belt inlaid with emerald at his waist, and his black hair was high behind his head and was held by a purple gold crown. His eyebrows are like a sword, his eyes are like a bright star, and his figure is great and straight.

This is...Luo Jin?

Lv Ning didn't expect to see Luo Jin here, but at this time, she really saw him alive.

At this time, Lu Ning has already completely confused whether she is Lv Ning or her face. This long-term concern and worry made her think that she was dazzled at this moment. Lv Ning strode forward, ran to Luo Jin, and looked at Luo Jin in disbelief.

Compared with Luo Jin, who is in the depths of Lu Ning's memory, he, who is standing in front of him, has obviously lost weight. This made his face more angular and his eyes sink deeper. But his lips were so pale, and his body was extremely tired, which made Lu Ning couldn't help worrying about his current situation. During this period, where has he been and what has he experienced to make Luo Jin, the Marquis of Beijing and General Kirin of such a famous South China Dynasty, so tired and powerless?

"Luo Jin? Is it really you, Luo Jin?" Lu Ning's voice was trembling. Looking at Luo Jin's eyes, it became a little blurred for some reason.

"Princess Lvning, be all the better." It's Luo Jin's voice, low and powerful, but gentle and silent. He took a slight step back, and then saluted politely, "I didn't dare to save the emperor and the princess in time. Please forgive the emperor and the princess."

Forgiveness?

Lv Ning looked at Luo Jin, who lowered his head, and was completely stunned there.

Everything around seemed to have no sound. Lv Ning blinked her eyes. After a long time, she reacted.

Ha ha, yes, she is now, where is the face of the past?

It's just that after borrowing Luo Jin's wife's body for a few months, do you really think you are the wife that Luo Jinming is marrying? He certainly doesn't know, and he certainly doesn't know.

How can he know?

In Luo Jin's memory, I'm afraid that I'm just like the embarrassing situation they were in when they first met, and they don't want to be closer?

Now, is everything in place?

He is him, I'm me, Rong Yan, it's Rong Yan...

There was a slightly bitter smile on her lips. She slowly took a step back and smiled, "General Luo is in trouble. It's already difficult for you. How can I blame you again?"

Luo Jin's figure shook slightly. He slowly raised his head and looked at Lu Ning.

It's still a pair of eyes like that, with stubbornness, uprightness, and deepness. At this time, such a pair of eyes looked at themselves fixedly, with a faint pain in his eyes and a wound that could not be told in words. Luo Jin was stunned when he saw the tears in his green eyes.

And such an expression also stunned Lv Ning.

He...he knows...does he know?

"Luo Aiqing, how have you been?" Huanan Yongjia's voice sounded, which made the two people who were looking at each other come to their senses at the same time.

Lv Ning turned her head and saw the well-defined lips of South China Yongjia raised up, with a smile rather than a smile, and her black eyes narrowed at Luo Jin.

The originally churning brilliance in Luo Jin's eyes suddenly faded at this time. He strode forward, leaned down and said loudly, "Luo Jin, see the emperor."

South China Yongjia didn't say anything. He just looked at Luo Jin quietly. There is no expression on Huanan Yongjia's face. No one knows what he is thinking.

Lv Ning was behind Luo Jin. Looking at the elusive face of Yongjia in South China, he suddenly became worried.

On that day, I heard outside the "Zhengyang Palace" about South China Yongjia's desire to make Luo's door completely disappear in the capital. South China Yongjia... Shouldn't you still hold that kind of mind and want to kill Luo Jin?