wife and king

The death of King Yan blew up the entire Nanxiang, and the people were stunned. They walked up to King Yan's mansion in a stupid way, looking at the hanging white stick, the blank-eyed servant, the missing man. The popular palace...Thousands of people knelt down in pain and lost their voices. Tears merged into a long river and spread to every corner of the palace. Even in the old firewood house that no one cares about, you can clearly hear the hiss of pain piercing the bones Howling.

King Yan left, but he left with regrets before he could leave a few words of rhetoric, his heart of loving the people like a child...

So where is Princess Yan, that fierce man who seldom shows up?

Three days later, in the middle of the night, the three armies gathered at the border where Nantong Wanqi intersected.

The news of Yan Cangling's death also spread to the ears of the army like poison. The soldiers of the country did not shed tears, but resolutely straightened their backs, and shouted loudly with red eyes: "Revenge, revenge, revenge!"

The sound was as loud as thunder, soaring to the sky, and the earth shook violently with sorrow. When the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, only the loud sound was heard, but no person could be seen.

However, when the hatred burned the fire in their chests, and when the anger burned their minds, all the soldiers couldn't help but whisper, King Yan is dead, and who will lead them forward.

Full of doubts, I got the answer in the morning of the next day when the three armies assembled.

The lonely cry pierced the air and echoed in the empty mountain.One sound at a time, what sounds is not the cry, but the hopeful heartbeat of the army.I saw a gap between the sky and the earth was suddenly opened by a black spot. Slowly, slowly, when everyone was almost desperate, they propped up the height of a black horse, and the army clearly saw that, On top of the black horse was an eye-catching and familiar black armor. On the side of the black armor was a horizontal knife eager to drink blood.

That black armor and that horizontal knife are so familiar, that when everyone closes their eyes, they can see the sword piercing the enemy's body, and the armor is stained with blood.The glare of the sun hangs over the helmet, and the radiance it emits seems to ignite the hope of everyone like an eternal red sun. The red tassels fluttering in the wind are like an unfailing banner, leading everyone to the front.The man on the black horse was valiant and majestic, but the movement of standing upright and walking slowly on the horse made everyone respect him immensely.

However, when the steed broke through the ground and came galloping, everyone was disappointed. It wasn't Yan Wang who went to the battlefield with a strong grip, nor Yan Cangling who hugged his brothers' shoulders and laughed loudly during the truce, but A person that no one dared to imagine before meeting today—Princess Yan Ji Linchuan.

"Jing... Han..." Jiang Fenglai closed his eyes, focusing on Ji Linchuan for a moment.

Leaving aside the gentleness of the scholar, and condensing the majesty of the soldier, Ji Linchuan at this moment seems to have been reborn, with a stern complexion and stern eyes, Jiang Fenglai seemed to see an unrestrained goshawk flying in his eyes.

His normally fair face was covered with dust and sand, and there were many small blood marks from the bumps. The hand holding the knife was shaking, and the bulging veins showed that he was struggling to hold the knife.

He took off his regular clothes and put on military uniforms. Today, he is a sleepless man like all the troops.

Jiang Fenglai's eyes were red all of a sudden, Ben Ye was difficult to tame, how Ji Linchuan, who didn't know martial arts, stood on the top of Ben Ye, the horizontal knife was very heavy, and how Ji Linchuan, whose hands were injured, supported its weight.

Under the armor, there must be hidden injuries all over the body, covering the strong and unyielding blood.

"Brothers!" Ji Linchuan raised his arms, pulled out the sharp knife in his hand, and shouted loudly, the voice was not loud, but with the force of piercing eardrums, he smashed into his heart, "My husband, King Yan, has been upright all his life, loyal to the king and for the country!" Unexpectedly, the villain is in power, and the emperor is close to the virtuous, suspecting his loyalty and courage, and killing him. My husband was born magnanimously, and he should die with honor. He should die on the battlefield, shrouded in horse leather. Now he has died in vain. Under his command, bury his loyal bones, how unfair the heavens are to him! On the contrary, the emperor is clothed in luxury, doing nothing, sitting in the palace, wantonly abusing the power of life and death, the villain gets his wish, kills my loyal and good people, and harms my people. Just ask, what is the law of heaven? The emperor is not benevolent, and the villain is not righteous. Since we drive out foreign enemies, we should also rule the world!"

"Drive out foreign enemies, rule the world! Drive out foreign enemies, rule the world!"

One sound, like a stormy sea, set off waves of sound, the blood in the whole body boiled instantly, and the chest rushed out of the cavity.

Ji Linchuan looked at the densely packed army below with red eyes, gritted his teeth, and made an astonishing move at this moment.He picked at the cheek with his hand, and the ordinary face was peeled off bit by bit as he lifted it up. The flat nose raised the bridge of the nose, and the yellowish complexion faded to reveal the whiteness. , just one movement, the front and rear looks become two extremes.

Everyone's breathing was stagnant, and they stared dumbly at Ji Linchuan's face for a moment, and many people rubbed their eyes again and again, unable to believe that the stunning beauty and ordinaryness belonged to the same person.

"I changed my appearance for the convenience of walking." Ji Linchuan briefly stated the purpose of his disguise, sneered, threw the human skin mask on the ground, and shouted sharply, "My husband has passed away, how can I use a false appearance?" Send him west, how can you use the truth to fulfill his last wish! I want everyone in the world to recognize me and know that Ji Linchuan is going to take you to conquer the country, the Yan who fulfilled my husband’s last wish! King! Concubine!"

"Princess Yan, Concubine Yan, Concubine Yan!"

Yan Wangfei's name resounded throughout a hundred li overnight.On the day the army set off, Ji Linchuan deliberately avoided the route of entering the city to disturb the people, but unfortunately he couldn't avoid the people who were seeing him off on the long street.

When Ji Linchuan's figure caught everyone's attention, everyone was shocked, not because of his stunning beauty, but because of his heroic appearance.Wrapped in black armor, his originally thin figure stood upright, full of tension, and his tight lips revealed the majesty of a soldier. The terrifying aura made people kneel down and bow down.Compared to his aura, that face was completely dull.

No one thought that Ji Linchuan was so brave and brave, even Ji Linchuan couldn't think of it.

A few days ago, Ji Linchuan, who was still smiling and waiting for Yan Cangling's return, would never have imagined that he would pick up the horizontal knife that he despised too much at the beginning, step on the steed that hated him, and lead a group of people he didn't know well. soldiers, rushed to the battlefield.

God is so cruel that he once again faced the death of his relatives.

At that time, what the old monk said was right, Yan Cangling would suffer from bloodshed, and he would suffer from the pain of bereavement.

No one can hide from destiny.

"Jing Han!" At the end of the long street, a high-pitched voice suddenly passed by, Ji Linchuan was startled, followed the sound, and saw two tall figures clearly appearing among the kneeling common people.

"Long Yan, Yuxiang?"

When the unexpected old friend arrived, Ji Linchuan hesitated for a moment, carefully held Ben Ye's head, and turned over and got off the horse step by step.

When Jiang Feng came to see him, he dismounted first and supported him, and he smiled back, saying that it's troublesome.

"Jing Han..." All the words were suppressed at the root of his tongue, Jiang Fenglai turned his difficult eyes away, and couldn't bear to look at him again. Outsiders don't know, but he knows that Ji Linchuan doesn't know how to equestrian, so he must have suffered a lot in order to tame Ben Ye His wounds, now covered under the armor, must be bruises and purple marks, I am afraid that even dismounting and dismounting will bring pain.

"Thank you." The voice was a little softer, and it was quite inferior to the shocking words he uttered to the three armies that day. Even his face was a little pale. Ji Linchuan smiled faintly, and when he stood firmly on the ground, he straightened his waist and walked forward Take a steady step towards the direction of Fu Yushi to become the imperial minister.

"Good boy, doesn't this look good!" Cheng Yuxiang was shameless, and greeted Ji Linchuan's shoulder with a slap, right on the swollen place where he fell, causing him to groan in pain.

Fortunately, Fu Yushi's eyes were bright, and he quickly grabbed Cheng Yuxiang's hand, glared at him, and then apologized to Ji Linchuan: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Ji Linchuan shook his head indifferently, "Why are you here?"

"My friend left, how can I not come to see him." Fu Yushi's voice was still indifferent, but there was sadness and bitterness in his tone.

Cheng Yuxiang, who always had a hippie smile on his face, also suppressed his joy, pursed his lips and remained silent.

Silence is like poison, eroding their hearts bit by bit, but no one speaks to break the silence.

"Take me to see him, I want to see him for the last time."

Ji Linchuan was startled, and looked away: "He has already been buried."

"Take me to see him, I want to see him for the last time." Fu Yushi repeated what he had just said tirelessly.

The seemingly simple words are full of pain. Fu Yushi is a person who doesn't like sex. When it comes to this, it is enough to reveal his sadness.

It was hard for Ji Linchuan to refuse, so he went back and talked to Jiang Feng, asking him to take someone to go first, while he took Fu Yushi back to the mansion to see Yan Cangling first, and catch up with them later.

Jiang Fenglai responded and walked slowly with the army, while Ji Linchuan rode his horse back to the palace with Fu Yushi.

Yan Cangling's tomb was located in an open space near the Chaoling Pavilion. Ji Linchuan planned to bury his bones in front of the Chaolin Pavilion gate, but Xu Songming was already overwhelmed and refused on the grounds that he was vulnerable, so he had to choose the closest one. buried.

Sending someone to open the tomb, Ji Linchuan gasped for breath, after all, he was afraid that he would cry in front of everyone, so he withdrew his gaze from the coffin, turned to the side, and stared blankly into the distance.

There was a rustling sound from behind, and he didn't ask anything. He knew that Fu Yushi would never let his friend's corpse be defiled.Silently, waiting, the heart is like still water, and the waves are calm.Until Cheng Yuxiang raised a doubtful question, his heart began to beat violently.