Chapter 4 Chaos

Chapter 4

"The king is majestic in the world, but the beauty is regarded as a disaster, and forgets the king, but..." The two walked all the way to the bridge and looked at the stone tablet in front of the bridge. Qingning read the poem gently and sighed gently, "Brother, do you know this poem?"

Zhong Xuanyu was also silent, and his eyes were fixed next to the stone tablet by the bridge. Looking at the unfinished poem, he was silent.

"Since ancient times, the beauty has been so beautiful. Poor this woman has placed her lifelong love on an emperor. She once thought that the emperor was busy with the government day by day, and he could not even take a look at her. Because of her beauty, she was regarded as a disaster. Finally, she could no longer stand the helplessness between them and came to the bridge. , engraved this poem with her own hands. Because of the steps of the evil people, she didn't finish it yet, so she threw herself into the river to suicide..."

Qingning told the story on the bridge and whispered regret, but he didn't see that the eyes of the man beside him were already wet.

"I look forward to year after year."

His weak voice sounded, but it still made Qingning listen to it. Qingning turned his head and looked at him puzzledly. After a moment, she stretched out her thumb with admiringly, "Big brother is really erudite, which makes my brother admire!"

Zhong Xuanyu looked at the river, and the fog in his eyes had long disappeared. He stepped gently on the bridge. Qingning followed him and finally found that the man who had been following him had disappeared. "Brother, why can't the man who came here with you see anyone?"

"If he goes there, he will go to Qingyang first to wait for me." Zhong Xuanyu was not very wary of him, and he didn't know why. Although he knew that the man's way was unknown, he even opened his heart to him, except for his identity and the purpose of coming here...

Drink a sweet Meng Po soup and forget all the sorrows in the world.

A swayed and kind-looking old man held tea and smiled kindly at the two people who came down from the bridge.

"Meng Po!" Qingning quickly stepped forward a few steps, slowly took the tea in the old woman's hand, and handed it to Zhong Xuanyu, "Brother, why don't you forget the sadness of the world today?"

Zhong Xuanyu sat at a stone table and took the tea in Qingning's hand. His eyes were disappointed. If he could really forget it? Then why should he torture himself with his past memories every day? Even if he forgets it, the feelings in his heart are still there. How can he allow himself to forget her, the woman who is enough to wake up with a dream?

Qingning sat opposite him. Seeing that he was in a daze, last night's memory emerged again. She lowered her head and restrained herself from thinking about it. She thought that he must have been drunk last night and may regard herself as his old friend...

Zhong Xuanyu sighed and drank the tea called Meng Po soup. A burst of sweetness came from his taste buds. When he slipped to his throat, it was accompanied by a burst of bitterness and flowed into his abdomen. He put down the teacup and shook his head helplessly. Sure enough, no matter how sweet it was, he could not suppress the bitterness. No matter how beautiful it was, it was just a memory.

"Brother, how does it taste?" Qingning seemed to know the bitter taste. He didn't move the tea at all. Looking at him, his nature was also exposed, and there was a burst of joy in his heart. She really experienced the taste of Meng Po soup. It was sweet in the mouth, and it was surprisingly bitter when she got down.

The old woman looked at the two people, walked to them with a smile and received the tea cup in her bamboo basket. She smiled again, "Two princes, how does the old woman's tea taste good? You should know that there are hundreds of people, and only predestined people will taste the same taste..." After the old woman finished speaking, she still smiled kindly. Without waiting for their reply, she turned to greet other guests.

Qingning was a little puzzled by the meaning of Meng Po's words. Looking at the man in front of him, his hair was blown up by the breeze, but a scene appeared in her mind. She closed her eyes and had a headache. The woman in the scene stood with the man, and the kite floated higher and higher with the wind.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Zhong Xuanyu seemed to find Qingning's discomfort. Two fingers touched her pulse, and then she found that his pulse was surprisingly chaotic.

"Brother, it's okay." Qingning raised her head again, and her face seemed to have turned pale, and the pain in her head was slowly disappearing. She had long been used to this sudden moment of memory, but this time, the man's face was not so vague, and she could faintly distinguish her facial features.

After seeing that Qingning's expression was not so painful, he withdrew his hand and was relieved, "Qingdi, do you know the purpose of my coming here?"

Qingning was about to open his mouth, but there was a sudden movement at the stone table next to him. Zhong Xuanyu also protected Qingning behind him at this time. He looked at the men with knives. There was no fear in his eyes, but it was sarcasm, "Finally appeared. It's you who I'm waiting for!"

When those people saw him so fearless, they were also very confused. At the same time, you look at me, I look at you, and then there is an opening that seems to be the leader, "We are also waiting for you. Today, take out your life!"

Qingning was completely unaware of the situation. He looked at Zhong Xuanyu's indifferent eyes, "Brother, this..."

"Little brother, run, don't stay more!"

Although Qingning didn't know what was going on, when she saw him tell her to run, the chivalrous atmosphere in her heart surged up. At this time, she stepped beside Zhong Xuanyu with a sword and her eyes flew, "What's wrong? Does my eldest brother look down on me?

Zhong Xuanyu raised his lips. Before he could speak, the people with swords rushed towards them. Zhong Xuanyu stepped forward a few steps and put down one, took the sword in his hand and threw it to Qingning, "Brother, be careful!"

Qingning took the sword flexibly and flew forward without hesitation. She was not afraid at all. At this time, she smiled. Now, she really wants to thank Zhong Qingquan. Isn't it because he forced her to practice martial arts? Now she must be a burden.

In fact, Zhong Xuanyu didn't come here to look for Mo Ning. He had already handed over the matter to the cloud bodyguard. Naturally, he was relieved that his real purpose of coming here was that the time of tribute was approaching, and it was inevitable that there would be a rebellion. He pretended to lend the palace in order to cover the eyes and ears and catch all these people. If he is lucky, it is possible. He will also find out the mastermind behind those people. He doesn't want to wait any longer, and he can't wait any longer.

From last night, the cloud bodyguard rushed to the horse all night, thinking that the emperor was really expected to be like a god. He sneered and didn't stop. He rushed to Qingyang all night. He led the horse, inquired about it, and walked in the direction of the royal palace.

In the royal palace, Zhong Qingquan didn't close his eyes all night, and he didn't know where Qingning had gone. He was anxious, and his long and narrow eyes were full of coldness. No one dared to approach him at all.

The cloud guard walked into a teahouse and listened to the people around him chatting. Passer-by A: "Just now, the royal palace has been blown up. I heard that the Qingning girl in the royal palace has disappeared."

Passer-by B looked surprised, "Isn't that woman the girl who came back with the prince six months ago? I don't know where this woman comes from.

The passer-by A then said, "The prince spoils her. He is usually domineering. No one pays attention to her and doesn't see her marry. She must be the princess candidate prepared by the prince."

"That's right. The prince has been away for three years, but I heard that the prince still doesn't mean to accept concubines so far? Who the hell is the Qingning girl? The prince spoiled her even more!"

"Don't talk about it. Be careful that there are ears on the wall. You and I are not in the right way!"

The cloud bodyguard listened to the gossip while drinking tea, thinking, "Three years? The time is indeed more consistent, but Mo Ning is not calm and wise. How can he be aged name Qingning and arrogant?

His thoughts were in a mess, and the prince could not be shocked. Besides, the emperor repeatedly told him not to startle the snake. The royal palace was heavily guarded. After thinking about it for a long time, he decided to visit the royal palace at night, and then returned to Beijing to report this information one by one.

At the same time, next to the bridge, Zhong Xuanyu pointed his sword at the throat of a man who was still conscious and asked coldly, "Say, who instructed?"

"I really underestimated you. Don't worry, you can't find out anything with me!" As soon as the man finished speaking, he gritted his teeth, and in a blink of an eye, dark red blood flowed out from the corners of the man's mouth.

"Brother, why don't you stop it?" Qingning's green clothes were also stained with blood, but she didn't care at all. Looking at the people lying on the roadside, she was puzzled. I don't know that there is a life here, but there is no government here, and I don't need to expose my identity.

Zhong Xuanyu bent down and picked up a dark green jade pendant and took it in his hand, but his eyes were a little disappointed. "Because I already know who it is."

"What?"

As soon as Qingning asked, Zhong Xuanyu jumped on the horse's back, tightened the rein, and showed a smile she was familiar with. "Brother Qing, I'm leaving today for you. If it's fate, we'll see you!"

Qingning wanted to say something, but looking at the Ma and the handsome man who left, there was a burst of loss in her heart. She looked at the sky and threw down the sword in her hand, "Alas, it seems that I should go back." After saying that, she looked at the already blurred figure and smiled faintly, "Goodbye."

On the morning of the second day, the Yun bodyguard left Qingyang. At this time, the royal palace was a little more alert. It seemed that it had become like this because of the disappearance of the Miss Qingning. However, he still did not have much harvest. The life of Qingning could not be known. Presumably, the King of Qingyang had already calculated everything, and it was still bumpy on the way back. In his heart I feel that in peace, a big war is ready to go...

There was no time to rest, and the cloud guard arrived in the capital in the early morning of the third day. And Zhong Xuanyu has already returned to the palace.

The leaves are luxuriant, and there is abnormal silence in the deep palace layer by layer. The Fengluan Hall is still empty. Although the palace people are ordered to clean it every day, the palace is out of popularity, so there is no laughter. At the beginning, it was very noisy here. With such a master, he taught the servants a lesson, fought with the concubines, turned over, and the roof on the wall. Zhong Xuanyu thought of laughing, but he couldn't laugh. He sat on the collapsed bed where they played every day, and his hand hesitantly stroked the cold mattress. He smiled bitterly. How about it? The days living in memories are so sad that Zhong Xuanyu really realized it now. This memory is always returned to his mind, and every time it drips blood, but it is really unforgettable...

There was a sound outside the door, and a palace man gently slammed the door, "Your Majesty, the cloud bodyguard asks to see you."

Zhong Xuanyu put away the helplessness on his face and put on a cold expression, "Xuan."

The cloud bodyguard came in, knelt on one knee in front of Zhong Xuanyu, and said everything he had seen and heard.

Zhong Xuanyu's eyes seemed to be slowly changing. Until the end, his sitting upright body trembled fiercely, "Is it true?"

The cloud guard was silent for a moment and said, "I'm not very sure whether it's true or not."