Proudly follow your heart

Time flies, without shadow or form, just like the clouds in the sky, the rain in the wind, just before my eyes, when I come to my senses, the clouds have already gathered and the rain has dispersed, and it is another world.

It has been a long time since Jun Zhanran and Nangong Cangao came to Linnan.

Lin Nan is no longer the original Lin Nan. Under the instruction and acquiescence of King An Jia, the Nangong family quickly took root in the Lin Nan Dynasty. For a while, even Yang Ling, who was most favored by King An Jia, could not be compared with him.

This is a gamble. King Anjia gambled on the land of Lin Nan, and the Nangong family gambled on the reputation of the Nangong family, and on their lives. Their reputations will be ruined, and their lives are likely to be lost.

To Jun Zhanran, this is more like an inevitable step in the plan.

The business between Zhanli and them went very smoothly, and Nangong Cangao also held the real power in Lin Nanchao. If there is something to worry about, it may be the person behind everything.

Where did Nirvana come from, and who was the one who poisoned and killed Han Mang? Huang De must have received the news from Lin Nan, but he didn't take any action. What is he planning...

Nangong Cang Ao also had a lot of questions in his mind. There are no answers to these questions yet. The only thing he knows is that the situation between Beijiang and Xia Kingdom is tense at the moment. .

"Lord, that Mu Zhaoran is clamoring to see Yingshuai again... Also, Mu Zhaoxia and her son can't be kept like this forever." Xiao Hu's tone could hear obvious complaints.

Mu Zhaoran has been imprisoned for a long time, and Mu Zhaoxia and the baby are also under custody. The three of them are all under house arrest, but their treatment is different from that of ordinary prisoners. A lot of people are needed to guard it, which is really labor-intensive.

The sky outside the house was high and cloudy, standing on the open space, Jun Zhanran's back was straight, the surrounding snow melted away, and the rest were all bare branches, and the few black embroidered patterns on his blue-gray robe were just like the sky cold.

"That's Cang Ao's business, how to deal with it, you can ask him later." The wind blows, blowing the sleeves of the clothes, and the undulating voice only gets warm when a certain name is mentioned.

He didn't know what to do, just heard a few clicks, and the branches of the trees around Jun Zhanran broke apart.

The branches fell down one after another, falling down like rain, and the breaks were as smooth as a knife. If you didn't know that it was Jun Zhanran's hand, you would have thought that the branches burst by themselves and splashed everywhere, like a sawdust rain. .

Xiao Hu was dumbfounded, he hadn't seen the host for a long time, and suddenly he showed his hand, it was still the same as before, the ghost hand was invisible, and he didn't know whether it was the cloud-turning hand or a hidden weapon, let alone raising his hand, in his opinion, even the fingers Didn't even move.

"This medicine really works, the landlord's body is back to normal!" Xiao Hu was overjoyed, but Jun Zhanran's eyes were still flat. Drinking the medicine was not the main reason, the other reason was the weather.

Lin Nan's winter is coming to an end, which has made his health a lot better. If the war can't be done, and they have to stay in Lin Nan for a while, he still has to find another way to improve the current situation.

His physical problems were caused by his own actions, and no one else was to blame, so Jun Zhanran never complained, even though this had become his biggest weakness so far, he never expressed regret in front of Nangong Cangao.

It's nothing compared to what it used to be like being stuck in a wheelchair.

Any gain requires a price to be paid, and this is his price.

"You said Mu Zhaoran wanted to see Cang Ao?" Flicking his sleeves, when Jun Zhanran turned around, no one could see from his face the meaning of his question, Xiao Hu nodded in confusion.

"Anyway, it's not the first time. In a few days, Mu Zhaoran will mention that he wants to see Yingshuai."

"What else did you say?" Jun Zhanran continued to ask.

"No, Yingshuai hasn't seen him before, so this subordinate came to ask the landlord what he meant." Xiao Hu curled his lips in disdain. Trapped, in the eyes of Emperor Pingkang, it is just a useless pawn.

Ping Kanghuang would not spend his time thinking about the chess pieces that were about to be discarded, otherwise, he would be too busy dealing with Bei Jiang to take care of them.

Xiao Hu thought so in his heart, but saw the man in front showing a somewhat strange expression, "Let's go and have a look."

The landlord wants to meet Mu Zhaoran?Xiao Hu was puzzled, but he still followed his words, leading the way and asking someone to take out the key to open the door.

Mu Zhaoran was imprisoned in a room with iron bars on the doors and windows. On the other side was Mu Zhaoxia's residence. The brother and sister could still look at each other through the window, knowing each other's situation, and three meals a day were delivered. Although it was not rich, it was by no means wronged them. In this regard, Nangong Cang Ao treated them well.

But the place of house arrest is, after all, used to confine people. These two places will not be illuminated by the sun, and are kept in darkness all year round. Now, Mu Zhaoran is pacing left and right in the dim room.

This room is more gloomy than the place where Mu Zhaoxia lives. It is a drowsy room. I don’t know how many people have been imprisoned and how many people have died. It is still clean, but there is an inexplicable atmosphere, which is difficult to explain in words. To describe it, it is just that once you enter it, you will be breathless.

King Anjia's palace naturally cannot do without a place of detention. This place is considered a good place, but since it is a place of imprisonment, how can it make them live too comfortably?

So the room is not big, and the height is just right for one person to stand upright. Mu Zhaoran's figure is not too big, and he can only walk a few steps in this room.

In the corridor outside, there was a jingle of keys, and footsteps echoed in the corridor as quiet as a coffin.

Mu Zhaoran stopped immediately, her eyes fixed on the door under her disheveled hair.

"Jun Zhanran?" When he found out that it wasn't Nangong Cang Ao, he was stunned, "It's Nangong Cang Ao I want to see."

"I am the lord, you are the prisoner, who made you think that you can see whoever you want?" The unhurried tone seemed a little mocking, more casual indifference.

The man on the aisle outside the door was also in the shadow, and the shadow stretched very long on the ground, like a person who did not exist in this world, like a ghost, and the voice seemed to come from far away.

It's not the first time Mu Zhaoran has seen Jun Zhanran, but it's the first time that he can clearly feel the sinister aura in this man. It's not cold, but a nothingness that seems to have never existed in the world.

It was as if the turbid resentment in this cell for house arrest drew out the coldness in Jun Zhanran.

Shaking away this strange feeling, he sneered, "If Nangong Cangao doesn't kill me, you won't kill me either, so don't come and scare me, I, Mu Zhaoran, are still useful to you."

"No one wants to scare you, it's because you think too much of yourself." Jun Zhanran smiled contemptuously through the iron fence: "Huangde won't send someone to rescue you, if I want to, I'll send someone else to rescue you." Choose a place, and you can be locked up for a lifetime, no one will know where you are, and no one will see you again..."

"Although you are still alive, it is as if you are dead."

The emotionless gaze fell on his body through the darkness, like an invisible knife, slowly slicing the flesh and blood of his body. Mu Zhaoran was used to seeing life and death, but at this moment he couldn't help but feel a sense of horror.

This place reminded Jun Zhanran of the hut where he learned to own everything. He stared at Mu Zhaoran inside with ruthless eyes, and the curve of his lips became a little colder.

This is no longer the Mu Zhaoran back then, with a disheveled beard covering his shining peach eyes, trapped here, life and death controlled by others, his heart has become chaotic, this chaos is just as Nangong Cangao intended.

"Jun Zhanran! Are you here to see my joke?!" Unable to see the pity and mockery in other people's eyes, Mu Zhaoran let out a roar, rushed up and grabbed the iron gate.

"You want to see my jokes, and want to determine how Nangong Cang Ao plans to deal with me? Tell you! Don't be too happy, whether it's true or false, you and Nangong Cang Ao are destined to have no good results!"

"Shut up!" Xiao Hu yelled angrily, and punched him. Mu Zhaoran let go of his hand in pain, and laughed sternly in the roar, "Thinking that I am a dignified general, now even a servant dares to treat me Shout out to do it! Jun Zhanran, tell Nangong Cang Ao that if you want to kill him, you will cut him into pieces, so clean him up!"

"Want to die? It's not that easy, he won't let you die, you are still useful to him." Under such circumstances, people are most likely to lose their minds, and Mu Zhaoran has reached the limit.

But one thing Mu Zhaoran said was right, he just came to see how Nangong Cang Ao planned to deal with him, and now it was confirmed that Mu Zhaoran would be used by Nangong Cang Ao in a short time.

No matter whether it is true or false obedience, as long as he can get out from here, Mu Zhaoran will not think too long, and will agree.

His plain eyes flicked across Mu Zhaoran's body, his roar didn't seem to have affected the man in the slightest, Jun Zhanran was still that unmoving Ghost Hand Wushuang.

Mu Zhaoran hummed unwillingly, and said loudly to the back: "Revenge, you want Xia Guo, he also wants Xia Guo, but have you ever thought that once Xia Guo is destroyed, the five kingdoms will be in turmoil, and the world will be in chaos. In order to be stable in troubled times, there must be a country to be the leader and one person to be respected, even if you join forces to dominate the world, but unfortunately - there is only one in the world!"

"Shut up! The landlord and Yingshuai don't want the world!" Xiao Hu angrily reprimanded.

"Can they do it if they don't want to? With the strength of the two of them, you can get Lin Nan and destroy Xia Guo. When this day comes, the common people will be at your feet. As a man, dare you say that you won't be tempted?! Even if you don't Tempted, can you guarantee that Nangong Cang Ao will not be tempted either?"

Mu Zhaoran's eyes were shining, as if he had already seen that day.

Outside the porch, a black figure stood there at some unknown time.