The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

The sky was full of lead clouds, covering the sun with gray.

The autumn wind suddenly picked up, mixed with the cold air of early winter, and when it passed through the hall, the bamboos outside the Nine Heavens Hall made a crisp sound.

"Beautiful, wake up, wake up..." At this time, Yang Yingjun, with his hair half-scorched by the fire and his face darkened by the smoke, was performing CPR for his unconscious sister in the yard.

Wushuang stood aside, watching him keep pressing Ji Yinli's chest, and asked inexplicably, "What are you doing?"

Yang Yingjun didn't have time to pay attention to her at all. After performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation, he pinched his sister's nose with one hand and opened her mouth with the other to perform artificial respiration.

Wushuang watched her actions in amazement, hesitated to speak.

She never knew that Yang Pianran's affection for Ji Yinli was so deep... When she was lying to Ji Yinli back then, she clearly felt that Yang Pianran was not sincere towards him.But how to explain all this now?

"Cough..." Yang Meili choked suddenly.

Yang Yingjun stared at her in a daze, with a dreamy look on his face.In the next second, he hugged her tightly, fearing that she would disappear, and hugged her tightly, his whole body trembling like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

"Beautiful, beautiful...you scared me to death, you scared my brother to death..."

Yang Meili called out "Brother..." weakly, rolled her eyes, and passed out again.Yang Yingjun raised his arm and wiped away his tears indiscriminately, and ran his hands under Meili's knees, trying to hug her, but he couldn't hold her at all.Only then did I realize that my sister and I were too different in size now, and I felt angry and anxious, and finally turned into anger that could not be vented.

"Damn it! Damn it... Damn it..." Yang Yingjun slammed his fists on the ground paved with bluestone while cursing.

Seeing the blood on the fist, Wushuang suddenly felt a little pity, and said, "Okay! I'll find someone to come and help."

Ji Yinrong was resting in the Tianzihao room of the Yunlai Inn, and the Marquis of Yizhou was kneeling at the door, weeping and crying: "Your Majesty, I really deserve to die, Your Majesty... but the old minister There is no other way. Half a year ago, the old minister fell into the trap of the demon girl Meng He Nasha, and took the poisonous poppy powder from the Sealand Kingdom one after another. Complaints, but my little boy, he doesn't know anything, I beg the emperor to be merciful and spare his life, my lord..."

Ji Yinrong closed his eyes, and the cry of the Marquis of Yizhou seemed to come from thousands of miles away, so he couldn't hear it clearly.

His mind was full, and it was Yang Yinglun who looked at him just now.

Cold, hateful, as if trying to cramp and skin him, a deep hatred.

He tried to recall the trusting look in her eyes when she looked at him, but thinking about it, those eyes would turn into hatred again.

"Master." Wushuang's voice sounded from outside the door.

Ji Yinrong opened his eyes excitedly, only to realize that he was already covered in cold sweat.

"Come in."

Wushuang pushed the door open, walked to the bed, and said, "Master, are you in good health?"

Ji Yinrong barely propped up his upper body, coughed lowly with his fist against his lips, and said, "Hurry up."

Wushuang sighed secretly, and said: "King Zhennan and Wu Yao have been rescued and sent to the hospital for treatment."

"How's it going?"

"Both of them were seriously injured. The doctor said that although King Zhennan was not in danger of life, his meridians were reversed, his Qi field was damaged, and his martial arts were completely lost. After the menstruation, there is no possibility of practicing martial arts. As for Wu Yao... Life hangs by a thread."

Ji Yinrong was silent for a while, then said: "Did she... say anything?"

Wushuang naturally understood who he was asking, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, and said: "The princess said that she would take the two of them to Duanqingya to find some kind of miracle doctor."

Ji Yinrong didn't speak anymore, his face seemed to be covered by a shadow in the backlight.

The room was as quiet as a cicada.

Just when Wushuang was about to leave, he spoke in a flat voice without a trace of disturbance: "Let the Marquis of Yizhou come in."

The Marquis of Yizhou heard it outside, but did not get up, but walked into the house on his knees, touching the ground with his head: "The sinful minister sees the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Ji Yinrong said: "Now I will give you a chance to make meritorious deeds."

"Thank you for your grace, thank you for your grace!" The Marquis of Yizhou kept kowtowing "bang bang bang".

"Meng He Nasha escaped, and she will definitely come back for revenge. You send people to guard every entrance and exit of Yizhou City, and if you find suspicious people, take them all down. In addition, I want you to send troops immediately to attack Xilan Kingdom."

The Marquis of Yizhou said solemnly: "Your servant, obey the order."

"Xin Moti, the eldest son of the Li clan, is my good friend. You can send someone to discuss it first. If you get the help of the Li clan, you will get twice the result with half the effort."

"The minister will do his best to live up to the king's life."

After the Marquis of Yizhou retreated, Ji Yinrong looked at Wushuang and said, "Try to find a way to call back the people from Fenghuamen, and to deal with Menghe Nasha, ordinary soldiers and horses are not very useful."

Wushuang said coldly: "Wu Shuang also wants to learn the magic skill of the legendary celestial girl acacia."

Ji Yinrong frowned and said: "Don't be arrogant. In today's martial arts, there is no martial art that breaks the heavenly girl's magic skill. Fortunately, the heavenly girl's magic skill is not without flaws. As long as Menghe Nasha is trapped, she will be close within seven days. Without masculinity, the miraculous skills she has worked so hard to practice will become a sharp blade that kills herself."

"Has the master already prepared a countermeasure?"

Ji Yinrong hooked the corners of his lips noncommittally, and then said: "Prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones."

"master?"

"Zhen will write a secret decree, and you will take it to Jiangxia and hand it over to Ji Guozhong."

Wushuang frowned and said: "But master, you are seriously injured now, how can Wushuang keep you in a place where this is wrong..."

"Don't be long-winded!" Ji Yinrong reprimanded in a deep voice, his anger touched his heart, and he coughed again.

Wushuang knelt down on one knee and said: "Wushuang dare not resist the order. But master, can Wushuang wait for someone from Fenghuamen to return before Wushuang goes to Jiangxia? Wushuang is really worried..."

"Okay," Ji Yinrong calmed down, and said, "Go and prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones."

Wushuang was overjoyed, got up and said: "Wushuang, let's go!"

Finally Ji Yinrong was the only one left in the room, and he fell back on the bed as if exhausted, raised his right arm to cover his eyes, and let out a tired and lonely sigh.

When Yang Yingjun woke up from the end of the bed the next day, he found that the beauty that should have been lying on the bed had disappeared.He was shocked and jumped up from the ground. Just as he was about to shout, he turned around and saw Meili sitting next to the bed.

Wu Yao was lying on that bed.

Yang Meili sat quietly on the edge of the bed, took Wu Yao's hand quietly, and stared at his face quietly.

Yang Yingjun walked over slowly.

Yang Meili didn't look back, and said softly: "Brother, look how soundly he slept..."

Yang Yingjun felt a pain in his heart, and raised his hand to press her shoulder: "Sister..."

"Brother, when do you think he will wake up?" Yang Meili raised her head, her pure and innocent eyes looked at her brother innocently, full of expectation.

Yang Yingjun's throat was choked, and he couldn't speak.

Those bright eyes were gradually filled with tears, Yang Meili whispered: "Wu Yao... is dying, isn't he?"

Yang Yingjun opened his arms and hugged his sister silently.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault..." Yang Meili hugged him back, buried her face in his arms, and finally couldn't help crying.

"Beautiful, don't be like this, it's not your fault..." Yang Yingjun's nose was sore, and he said hoarsely: "Beautiful, listen to me, Wu Yao will be fine, brother knows a very powerful doctor, he must be able to cure Wu Yao Yao, you trust me..."

Yang Meili raised her face full of tears and said in disbelief, "Really? Brother, you didn't lie to me?"

"When did brother lie to you, silly girl?" Yang Yingjun patted her head and squeezed out a soothing smile: "Let's set off today to find a miracle doctor, okay?"

"Okay!" After Yang Meili agreed with all her mouth, she seemed to think of something, her eyes darkened, and she said, "Brother, take Wu Yao and go first."

Yang Yingjun was stunned: "Why? What are you going to do?"

Yang Meili looked cold, and said in a deep voice, "I want to go back to Jiangnan."

Yang Yingjun was stunned. He looked at his younger sister who was showing a faint sternness, and felt strange.

"You...why do you suddenly want to go back to Jiangnan? Aren't you going to find a miracle doctor with us?"

Yang Meili turned her head to look at the sleeping Wu Yao, her eyes were extremely gentle, and the smile on her lips was extremely gentle, but the words she said were extremely shocking: "I figured it out, retreating again and again will only make people gain an inch. Think The only way to protect someone important to us is to fight back."

Yang Yingjun's heart sank: "You...what did you say?"

"If we leave like this, Ji Yinrong will soon unify the world. Even if Wu Yao wakes up, he can only follow me and live in hiding. I don't want this." Yang Meili lowered her voice, But there was a firm determination, "I don't want this, do you understand? Brother."

Yang Yingjun knelt down, held his sister's hand tremblingly, and said softly, "Beautiful, look at me."

Yang Meili turned to look at him.

Yang Yingjun pretended to smile relaxedly, raised his hand to stroke her hair, and said, "Beautiful, I know you have suffered a lot, but I won't do it in the future. Brother has thought about it, you and Fusang are sworn brothers, little brother Ying is your adopted sister again. As long as you ask, Fusang will definitely welcome us to live in Nanchang Island. When the time comes, our brother and sister and Wu Yao, the three of us can live happily and carefree on the island... "

Yang Meili shook her head and interrupted him with a smile: "Brother, you are still so naive..."

Yang Yingjun was startled.

Yang Meili's eyes were cloudy: "With Ji Yinrong's ambition, do you think he will let Nanchang Island go? No matter where we escape, he will try his best to find us and kill me..." After a pause, he said in a deep voice : "Bring you back to the palace."

Yang Yingjun was startled again.

Yang Meili held her brother's hand instead, and Yang Yingjun realized that his hand was actually colder than his sister's.

"Brother, there is no room for us in this world. There is only one way to live." Yang Meili smiled emotionlessly: "It is to try to make myself strong. As long as I am strong enough, I don't have to be afraid of Ji Yinrong. As long as If I have the strength to compete with Ji Yinrong, he will not be able to take you away from me. From now on, my brother and Wu Yao will be guarded by me, so you can rest assured to rely on me, brother."

This sentence is so familiar, I still remember that in a cold and lonely night, someone gave him a warm embrace and said to him - don't bear it alone, rely on me, okay?No matter who you are, no matter what your past life was, you can rest assured to rely on me!

"elder brother?"

Yang Yingjun suddenly came back to his senses, met his sister's eyes full of doubts, stood up hastily, and said in confusion, "I...I'll buy you breakfast."

After walking out of the room, he couldn't help but slap himself twice heavily.

Why think of him! ?

He is the enemy who wants to burn your sister alive!

Yang Yingjun, are you crazy...

Yang Yingjun came back from buying breakfast, and met Wushuang waiting downstairs in the inn.She was dressed in black, with long hair like a waterfall, carrying a bundle on her back, and holding Ugin's sword with a scabbard in her hand.

Yang Yingjun's heart skipped a beat.

Wushuang saw him and walked towards him.

The woman in front of him was once liked by him, but now he looks like a stranger.Yang Yingjun looked at her coldly, and said indifferently, "What's the matter?"

Wushuang handed him the burden and the sword together: "I was ordered to come and return the property to the original owner."

Yang Yingjun took the burden, carried it on his back, and was about to enter the inn.

"Your sword..."

Yang Yingjun paused: "That's not my sword."

Wushuang was stunned: "There is only one Uzi sword in the world, how can it be fake?"

Yang Yingjun's back was stiff and he didn't turn his head: "I don't want it anymore, you take it away."

Wushuang exclaimed: "No more!?"

Yang Yingjun ignored her and walked straight in.

Wushuang caught up with him in two or three steps: "Hey, wait!"

Yang Yingjun looked at her impatiently.

Wushuang hesitated for a while, avoided his gaze, and asked in a low voice: "Shangguan Liuyun..."

His heart skipped a beat, Yang Yingjun was so busy with his younger sister these days that he actually forgot about Shangguan Liuyun.

"Go find him!" Yang Yingjun suddenly said loudly.

Wushuang was taken aback, seeing that his complexion was not right, his complexion also changed.She grabbed Yang Yingjun's arm and said sharply, "Where is he? Tell me what happened to him!"

Yang Yingjun looked solemn, and said: "I made an agreement with him that day, I will rush back to find you first, and he will arrive later, but after so many days, he still hasn't been seen..."

"Why didn't he come back with you?"

Yang Yingjun lowered his head in shame: "He...he was seriously injured..."

Wushuang took a huge blow and staggered back a step with a pale face.

Yang Yingjun didn't know what to say, so he could only say: "You go to him quickly, I broke up with him in Heishi Mountain outside the boundary of Yizhou..."

Wushuang turned around and left.