wife and king

Disordered, restless, for several days, I was bothered by this matter.Qingbo is dead, he must not let another accident happen to Mengrong, and now Mengrong asks himself for help, it is no good if he does not go, but he can go, what should we do in the battle to expel the two countries in the Western Regions, how can he leave at this time, After thinking about it, he could only continue to send people to the capital to rescue Meng Rong, while he continued to hold his ground.

Fortunately, with the blessing of God, Yan Cangling led his troops to the battlefield and fought a few bouts. After the soldiers and horses of the two countries in the Western Regions were beaten back, the people of the two countries in the Western Regions were afraid, and they only dared to come to fight every day. But he did not dare to send people to attack. Finally, Yan Cangling discussed with the generals of the Huan Dynasty, and took advantage of the moonless night to attack the base camp of Shanchao Kingdom by surprise, burned its food and grass, and returned with a great victory. Affected, morale was low, and there was no further attack in the short term.

Yan Cangling was finally able to breathe for a while, but he hadn't rested yet, and because of Mengrong's matter, his heart was tied.After the men he sent had no news again, Yan Cangling began to feel a little worried, so one night, he recruited Jiang Fenglai and Song Lv, talked about his difficulties, and said that he was afraid that something might happen to Mengrong, so he decided to go quietly to the capital, The army is under the control of the two of them.

Jiang Fenglai and Song Lu expressed their understanding, so that night, they covered Yan Cangling's mausoleum and quietly left the barracks for the capital with a dozen elite soldiers.

After entering the capital, Yan Cangling summoned people to inquire about the news in the palace, and inquired in the capital again, but was shocked to find that there was almost no news about Mengrong, and everyone who came and went kept silent about the word "queen" he mentioned. His face was strange.The alarm bell sounded in his heart, and Yan Cangling knew that this matter was troublesome.

That night, when the man he had placed in the palace was guarding the gate, Yan Cangling led a few people disguised as servants in the palace, and headed for the palace gate. Wrinkled, he couldn't help shaking his head, saying that he didn't know, it had been a long time, and he hadn't seen the queen.

Yan Cangling's heart skipped a beat, he gritted his teeth, let his men follow, and went directly to Zhuxuan Hall where Mengrong now lives.

As soon as we arrived at the destination, we were surprised to find that this place was guarded by many troops, and it was airtight. Even a rat that sneaked in was cut into two pieces by the soldiers, and it was obviously a dark night, and there were no lights around here. If you don't light up a lamp, you can't see your fingers when it's dark.

What is going on here.

Yan Cangling gritted his teeth, scattered the sleeping powder in his hands with the wind, lowered the vigilance of the guards, and turned over to the roof of the Zhuxuan Hall with a few of his light kung fu masters. When he lifted up the rubble, he saw only black paint. A piece of paint, difficult to focus on the eyes.

With caution in mind, Yan Cangling took a deep breath, waved his hand, and asked one of them to go down to explore the wind first, and not long after, he heard a short suspicious female voice in the air, and he knew it was Mengrong.

Soon, the subordinate stood within Yan Cangling's visible range, and waved towards Yan Cangling, Yan Cangling turned over and fell into the room together with another person, just in time, and met Mengrong who was walking.

I haven't seen her for a long time, but Mengrong is actually haggard and skinny, her eyes and cheeks are sunken, and her eyes have no brilliance.

Yan Cangling was astonished, and asked in a low voice what was going on, Mengrong's tears fell down, she glanced at the soldiers guarding outside, and took Yan Cangling inside.

Yan Cangling followed into the inner room and called for someone to watch out. He didn't sit on a stool, so he asked Mengrong what happened.

Mengrong wept and wept, telling what she had experienced during this period of time.

It turned out that Wang Enyi cleaned up all the people around Mengrong and replaced them with his own staff. Some time ago, the person who tried to save Mengrong was also discovered by Wang Enyi's staff and lost his life.Now, in order to control the imperial court, Mengrong and An Tianren, Wang Enyi secretly gave her and An Tianren a medicine from the Western Regions called "Diyejia" in the meal. After taking it, she would feel dizzy and often have hallucinations. , and will be addicted, unable to quit, if you can't eat, you will go crazy.An Tianren ate less food due to illness, so relatively speaking, Mengrong's condition was more serious.

And because the Gyeonggi Army and the Northern Army are all loyal to An Tianren's subordinates, they monitor Wang Enyi's actions every day. Once Wang Enyi does something wrong, they will rush into the imperial city and behead Wang Enyi. They are afraid of death The old Wang Enyi was trembling, so he didn't dare to deal with An Tianren hard, so he could only spread his grievances on Mengrong, so that Mengrong fell into the current situation.

Mengrong cried and asked Yan Cangling for help, hoping that he would take her away from this terrible place.She said that she didn't want to take revenge, Wang Enyi was too scary, she couldn't beat him.

Yan Cangling pursed his lips and agreed, and hurriedly helped Mengrong up with both hands, unexpectedly at this moment, a dagger appeared in Mengrong's hand without any warning, stabbing into Yan Cangling's abdomen with a swipe.

puff--

Blood was flying, and at that moment, Yan Cangling saw his own blood draw a trace in the air along with the drawn dagger.

"Why!" Yan Cangling bared his eyes, covered his wounds, and asked sharply. He was about to hit Mengrong's face with a punch, but his palms went numb, and his whole body lost strength, and even his legs were crooked. Aside, leaning against the table for support.

Meng Rong stepped forward with a smile, opened the lit censer, pointed the bloody dagger into the censer, and sneered with the corners of her mouth: "There is incense in here, and anesthetics on the dagger. Combining the two, we can talk about No matter how powerful you are, you must die in my hands."

Yan Cangling fell down with a slam, and even the strength to support him disappeared completely, and the hand pressing on the wound also lost strength. He saw Mengrong coming towards him with a bright dagger, and he heard Mengrong With a wry smile, she said that she had no other choice, she hadn’t accepted it for many days, and Wang Enyi said, if he could cut off your head, Wang Enyi would be able to give her a sufficient amount of diya, and let her leave the palace .

Yan Cangling was so angry that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He struggled to get up, but he fell under the medicine in the end. He asked sharply, "Meng's appearance is like this, but she is worthy of her elder sister."

Meng Rong only froze for a moment, and laughed loudly, she said, sister is an idiot, so she will help him, she knelt down, slipped the dagger on Yan Cangling's neck, and talked incessantly, She said that she has always hated Qingbo, because Qingbo is too smart, but she is always a waste to be laughed at by others; Qingbo knew under Jiuquan that without her blessing, she could live a better life than her; she said that she helped Yan Cangling to Linchuan in the same season, but she wanted to get the support of Yan Cangling's power so that she could be crowned the next; The distress letter she wrote was done on purpose by her, just to attract Yan Cangling to the capital. As for those Yan Cangling's subordinates who tried to save her, they were all dealt with by her.

She spoke word by word and laughed, but Yan Cangling only felt a chill running up his back, like a cold snake, piercing into the bone marrow bit by bit, piercing into the heart.

He left behind the soldiers who were fighting on the battlefield, and it was such a wolf-hearted woman who came to rescue him!How does this make him accept it!

With a sound of rage, he poured all the internal energy into his body, forcing out the anesthetic and the fragrance in his body, but he never expected that he was faster, and one of them was faster!

In the midst of the wind and lightning, a person broke in, with a sharp knife in his hand, the blood flew out and was drawn away from his neck.

At that moment, Yan Cangling saw the appearance of the man who drew the knife, and it was clear that he was the first subordinate to enter the back room from the roof.

At that moment, Yan Cangling closed his eyes, and he seemed to see, between the sky and the earth, a man in blue shirt was looking at him with serious eyes, and silently said in his heart, Mu Qing, you must return safely...

At that moment, Yan Cangling smiled wryly from the bottom of his heart, for the rest of his life, he died inexplicably, lamentable, lamentable...

Boom, the raised head fell to the ground, and the lingering sound lingered, covering up his former glory...

"Mu Qing!" Ji Linchuan sat up suddenly, grabbed the clothes by his heart, panted heavily, and called Le Qi to come in.

As soon as Le Qi entered, he immediately poured a cup of hot water for the pale-faced Ji Linchuan, helped him to feed him to drink carefully, and gently comforted him along his back.

After taking a sip of hot tea, the panic in his heart still persisted, Ji Linchuan grabbed the corner of Le Qi's clothes, sweating hotly on his face: "Hurry up, send someone to find out about Mu Qing, I had a nightmare, I dreamed Something happened to Mu Qing!"

Le Qi nodded, without delay, he stuffed hot water into Ji Linchuan's hands, and Meteor strode to arrange people to inquire about Yan Cangling's news.

Mr. Yuan's somewhat popular room suddenly became deserted again. The breeze blew through, bringing a chill, which made Ji Linchuan's heart cool too. He hugged his arms tightly, trying to absorb the warmth bit by bit, But the heart is cold, and the body is also cold.

A long sigh, along the edge of the bed, fell to the ground, like ice over water, climbed along the floor to the top of the wall, and walked to the corner, bringing the whole Chaolin Pavilion with the sadness of sighing.

He got up from the quilt, turned over and got out of bed, but at this moment, the corner of his eyes blurred, and he found that the wooden silver worn on his hand broke the thread and fell to the ground.

The thunderbolt blasted Ji Linchuan's remaining composure into pieces, the old monk's prophecy the last time he offered incense, the unexpected nightmare he had today, and the jewelry that was made of a good red string but still broken. It implied some facts that Ji Linchuan couldn't accept.

"Impossible, impossible!" Ji Linchuan hugged his head and howled in shock, rushed out, ran to his father, shook him awake, and told him everything he had seen.

Ji Chongde didn't believe in fate, but thinking about the old monk's prophecy that Yan Cangling told him before, he couldn't help but feel worried.The hand that comforted Ji Linchuan's back lost its rhythm, flapped and moved in a disorderly manner, showing that his mind was in disorder.

"Jing Han, don't be afraid, Mu Qing will definitely return safely, just trust him." Even Ji Chongde himself couldn't convince himself of the words he said, and he was stroking the hand on Ji Linchuan's back with fear.

"Father, I'm afraid, I'm really afraid, if the old monk's prophecy comes true..."

"Don't think about it, Jing Han, take a rest earlier. Didn't Le Qi send someone to inquire about the news now? After a few days, there will be news about Mu Qing. It's useless for you to worry. If you get sick because of it, Mu Qing Qing will definitely blame you when he comes back. In this way," Ji Chongde patted his hand and turned his voice to a softer place, "Go back to the temple tomorrow morning, ask the old monk, and pray for Mu Qing by the way. .”

"Alright." Ji Linchuan bit his lower lip, suppressing all his worries in his heart, and prayed silently in his heart, hoping that Yan Cangling would be fine.

Early the next morning, Ji Linchuan took Ah Wu and the two boys to the city temple.However, when he got there, the result of the inquiry made Ji Linchuan dumbfounded. There was no old monk that Ji Linchuan had seen here. Ji Linchuan did not give up and took people to find him himself. He brought it out, but there was no trace of the old monk.

Where did the old monk come from and where did he go, he had no way of knowing.

Ji Linchuan was completely hopeless, staring blankly at the group of monks of similar age in front of him, none of them could see any trace of the old monk he had seen.The old monk was nowhere to be found. Where did he go to ask about the cause and effect of the prophecy?

Ji Linchuan's face was pale, he grabbed one of the old monks and asked him if he could prophesy, but he was disappointed by the result, no one in the city temple knew this kind of prophecy.

"Ahhh." Ji Linchuan couldn't stand anymore, ahhh hurried up, supported Ji Linchuan's standing weight with his own body, ahhhh yelled to comfort him.

"Big Brother." Song Qingyang also grabbed Ji Linchuan's hand and patted it lightly, "Big Brother is not afraid, he will find someone. Second Brother will be fine."

Heart was filled by the two of them, overflowing with warmth, Ji Linchuan breathed a sigh of relief, smiled slightly, and kept shaking his head.This Song Qingyang didn't like Yan Cangling, and he rarely called him on weekdays, if he was called, he would only call him the second elder brother, so that every time Song Qingyang called out, Ji Linchuan would laugh at Yan Cangling for a long time.

"Forget it, let's pray for blessings and go back. I hope Mu Qing is all right."

"Yeah!" Song Qingyang clenched Ji Linchuan's hand, bouncing towards the temple, with joy written all over his face, which made Ji Linchuan's heart open.

After burning incense and praying to Buddha, Ji Linchuan's heart gradually became more stable.After returning to Prince Yan's Mansion, Ji Linchuan went to catch up on sleep after lunch, and Ah Wu went to their bed in order to accompany Ji Linchuan, and obediently guarded the outside of the bed. Song Qingyang also left An Shunyan and quietly climbed to Ji Linchuan's bed Beside him, he curled up and hugged Ji Linchuan's neck with his short hands, comforting him in a low voice, saying that big brother is not afraid, big brother is not afraid.Under their care, Ji Linchuan miraculously stopped having nightmares and slept very soundly, only occasionally dreaming about the past with Yan Cangling, and the dreams were full of their sweet memories.

A few days later, the people Le Qi sent to inquire about the news did not return, and the good news came from the front line, that is, Yan Cangling led troops to kill the vigor of the two countries in the Western Regions, and beat them to pieces, so that they only dared to call for battle, but did not dare to send troops.

After hearing the news, Ji Linchuan rolled his cheeks with joy, hugged and said, Mu Qing is still safe, Mu Qing is still safe, he smiled from ear to ear, and ate a bowl of rice happily that day.Song Qingyang also clapped his hands with him, saying that the big brother finally laughed, and the big brother finally laughed, which caused Ji Linchuan to rub his hair a few more times.

However, Ji Linchuan ignored one thing. Due to the inconvenient transmission of information, the news that came was actually before Yan Cangling left the battlefield for the capital, and the news after Yan Cangling left was not brought to Ji Linchuan in time. In the illusion that Yan Cangling was safe and sound.

Therefore, when about half a month later, when the shocking news came, Ji Linchuan collapsed.

Booming, dense thunder rolling, lightning crazily split the sky, and forcibly tore out a ray of light. Nan Xiang, who had hardly experienced rain for many years, unexpectedly thundered today without warning, struck down lightning, and poured down The heavy rain, the whistling of the wind, and the rustling of the rain seemed to be telling the mourning of the dead souls.

Jiang Fenglai came back, but seeing him, Ji Linchuan was not happy at all.

His dull eyes slowly focused, and he looked in disbelief at a big box as long as an adult being slowly pushed in front of him. His complexion was cold, his eyes were ashen, and he looked like a walking corpse exuding a dead air, with no trace of life in sight.

"This...what is it?" Ji Linchuan's voice was so soft that he couldn't catch it, and asked again with an unsure voice, "What is this...what is it! Tell me!"

Jiang Fenglai's stiff eyes fell on the box, and then shifted his gaze for a moment, thinking about how to organize his words, but when the words came out, the words were still difficult and choked, every word was as if his tongue had been severed, and he said it hard: "You yourself Let's see."

"Look for yourself..." It's so easy to read just three words, but when he wants to do it by himself, Ji Linchuan seems to be nailed to the ground, and it is very difficult to take a step. The box is so close to him, as long as he Take a step, bend over and push lightly, and you will be able to see the secret under the box.

Just one step, one move...

However, Ji Linchuan took a deep breath and exhaled again and again, repeatedly, and finally did not have the courage to complete this seemingly simple but extremely important movement.

"Princess, open it." Le Qi urged softly, his eyes fell on Le Ziyoushang who was also staring at the box in shock, his eyes darkened.

Jiang Fenglai rushed back from the battlefield privately, the box as long as an adult, and the words with deep meaning seemed to be in the dark, indicating something.

"Open it, whether it's life or death, we have to make it clear!" Le Ziyou stomped his feet fiercely, rushed to the box, pressed his hands, and wanted to push the lid of the box away.However, he tried his best and tried his best, but he couldn't move the lid even a little bit. He stood up straight in a daze, only to realize that he lost the strength to even clenched his fists, let alone push open a simple box lid.

Everyone is afraid, unwilling to accept this possible reality, always thinking, if you don't see it or hear it, maybe that person is still by your side...

"Baijin, let me do it..." The voice sank to the bottom of the valley, and it was so sad that people almost shed tears. Ji Linchuan summoned up all his courage, and took a step forward, with a heavy step, as if A heavy hammer hit the bottom of everyone's heart.

"Let's go, whether it's life or death, we must make it clear and clear..."

boom!The thunder resounded through the sky, shaking the eardrums to rupture, and the dazzling lightning pierced through the clouds, like a sharp sword cutting down into the air, exploding a dazzling white light, clearly illuminating the astonishment and fear in Ji Linchuan's eyes.

"Ah... ah..." Ji Linchuan watched helplessly, at the lid of the box that he pushed open, at the corpses contained in the box, and at his heart being smashed to pieces by lightning and thunder!

"Do not!!!"

He pushed everyone away like crazy and rushed out, ran back to Chaolin Pavilion, rummaged through the box and took out the clothes that Yan Cangling had worn, frantically held them to the tip of his nose, asking for the remaining smell.

No, the stinky smell in that box is not him, not him, this smell is it!

However, when people walked away, the faint smell scattered in the air, and it disappeared in an instant, and could no longer be caught.

He stubbornly grabbed the pillows and quilts where Yan Cangling slept, and took the trouble to capture the smell of Yan Cangling over and over again, trying to cover up the smell of decay just now: "Impossible, impossible..."

Tears melted into the quilt, dispelling endless grief, he cried heart-rendingly, cried until his heart was broken, hugging the quilt that had lost the smell of Yan Cangling, weeping all his tears.

Ji Chongde, who rushed over, closed the door silently, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fist, and looked at the sky with his lips tightly pressed together. The rain fell like needle pricks, leaving him full of wounds.For the first time in his life, he hated rainy days so much that his tears had no place to hide.

That is not a box, but a coffin containing life.

It contains Yan Cangling's life and his past glory.Ji Linchuan could clearly describe the appearance of that corpse with his eyes closed.

He didn't pass away safely with his eyes closed, not covered in blood and wounds all over his body, but his head was in a different place, his face was ferocious, intertwined with despair, there was no blood on the armor, only the severed head left a bloodstain that invaded his chest.

The corpse was already stinking and gradually showing signs of decay. If it wasn't for the appearance deeply in his heart, Ji Linchuan might not have recognized it.

He still remembers that before he set off, he personally put on the armor for him, but now the armor has returned, but the man has not returned; Never taste it again.

He still remembers, remembers... But that him, he left his memory behind, and left in such a vague way, forever and ever...

"Mu Qing, Mu Qing! Come back, come back!" Throwing down the quilt in his hand, Ji Linchuan rushed back to the coffin, lay on top of it and wept bitterly, his knees softened, and he fell limply on the ground, leaning on the coffin and weeping constantly.

Jiang Fenglai looked directly at his pale face, and told the ins and outs of Yan Cangling's departure word by word, from the blood letter, to Yan Cangling's going to Beijing, and finally, when he lost the news of Yan Cangling, Jiang Fenglai punched the coffin , his eyes were cracked, and the anger in his chest fell to the side of the coffin along his heart, and he grabbed the coffin with both hands: "Afterwards we inquired many ways, but there was no news of Mu Qing. At that time, the two countries in the Western Regions were also attacked by us. We have been defeated and retreated in a row, our victory is imminent, who knows, when we are happy for the victory, the two countries of the Western Regions suddenly hang Mu Qing's severed head and corpse on the city wall!"

Ji Linchuan's heart shrank, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Jiang Fenglai, staring like a bell, and stood up abruptly to look at the corpse in the coffin, only to see that the corpse's complexion was dry and its skin was sallow and slightly shriveled, which was enough to show that it had been exposed to the sun for many days Sunlight.

"Yes," Jiang Fenglai regained his remaining rationality, and raised his eyes a little amidst his messy hair, "Mu Qing's body was hung on the city wall and exposed to the sun for several days, and it was only after I brought someone to rescue him personally that he could recover." Liberation. But, Jing Han, do you know that the commander's body hangs on the city wall, and no soldiers dare to attack the city, but once the commander dies, the morale of the army will collapse, the whole army will be in grief, and the will will be depressed, so that the Western Regions The two countries had an opportunity to take advantage of this time. They led troops to attack our camp, and they won a few rounds. Our side suffered heavy losses. I risked my life to steal his body back, and immediately led my people back to Nan Xiang. First, to return his body, and second, to ask for reinforcements and avenge Mu Qing."

"Are you... sure, this is really him..." Ji Linchuan asked in a daze.

"It's him, I'm sure no one is there, the armor on his body, the saber, and..." Jiang Fenglai gritted his teeth, and took a few deep breaths before he could suppress the trembling and continue, "The wooden silver in his hand and the waistband peace talisman."

boom!Menlei exploded in his ears again, Ji Linchuan's pupils shrank, his heartbeat stopped suddenly, he couldn't hear anything in his ears, he couldn't see anything in front of him, he could only feel that his heart was being torn into pieces , shattered into dross, lifted up in the air, and disappeared.

He leaned on the coffin, struggled, slowly, supported himself to stand up, and stretched out his hand unsteadily to catch the wooden silver on the corpse, but Jiang Fenglai's hand blocked him and held him down: "The corpse is rotten, For fear of getting sick, for your own good, don't touch it, I think, he doesn't want you to get sick because of it."

His hands froze, Ji Linchuan looked at the corpse dumbly, and smiled miserably, so he couldn't even give him the last hug...

"Then can you tell me... who killed him...?"