Proudly follow your heart

For Rinnan, this battle started when the letter was sent out.

But this is not the case for the other two countries.

At the same time, Langdong and Xisu also got a letter from Beijiang, but there was no response after a few days, and they still haven't expressed their views.They are clearly aware of the current situation, but the monarchs of these two countries seem to be afraid of Xia Guo's prestige, and still dare not take any action.

They didn't move, but Lin Nan had to move, King An Jia couldn't wait long.

Not only can't he wait, but he can't afford to wait.Although the courtiers had searched for famous doctors all over the world and secretly investigated who could cure such a strange poison, the results were not satisfactory.

Jun Zhan is certainly not a doctor, but no one in the world knows that he is good at poisons. If he doesn't know how to cure, there will be no second person in the world who knows.

I don't know how long Lin Nanwang can support him. The prince is still young and it is difficult to take on a big responsibility, so he has no choice but to make this decision.

Winter went to spring, and it was the beginning of spring when Lin Nan sent troops.

The spring day in Linnan is not as sunny and warm as in Xiaguo. Linnan is still Linnan. Even in spring, there is still dust in the wind, and it will hurt people's face even if it hits the face.

In spring, it is warm and cold, and the air in the early morning is still a little cold.

It was such a cool morning, the sky was just turning white, and a long formation had already been formed in front of the Linnan Palace, and the mighty soldiers and horses were lined up neatly. At a glance, one could only see the blackness under the feet, and the silver-white armor was shining in the sunlight. dazzling.

Rinnan is located in a remote place with a harsh climate. The horses born and raised here are famous all over the world. The soldiers born and bred here are also like fierce horses. Their faces are like rocks that have been baptized by the winter snow. The sturdy.

There is one person who is the leader, sitting on a horse with a long knife on his side. The white-maned horse under him is pure white and flawless, without a trace of variegation. .

He looked with both eyes, but he didn't look at the Lord Rinnan standing in the middle of the palace gate, nor did he look at the civil and military officials waiting on the side. As if something was pulling him, his eyes turned to the bottom of the steps, in the open space outside the palace gate, standing among the crowd The faint figure outside.

The open space outside the hall is wide, and it is already full of civil and military officials who came to see them off. Even if someone stands outside the crowd, if one looks down there from a high position, that figure is just one of the group of people. Even so, this person is just different.

He seems to be born with the ability to attract the attention of others, even if you stand in the crowd, you will still see him at a glance, as if thousands of people have become a foil, when he stands here, you can only see him look at him.

Lin Nan wanted to send troops to aid Bei Jiang. King An Jia made a promise on the steps outside the palace gate that he would reward the soldiers who made meritorious deeds. The generals on the battlefield prayed.

As the incense was wafting in the air, Nangong Cangao's gaze penetrated the misty smoke and turned to Jun Zhanran.

Even though there were millions of people here, when he glanced at it, he must be the one he saw.

I don't know if it's the same for others, or is it because he loves too much, and this is the only one in his eyes and heart?

Nangong Cang Ao thought so, and smiled at the figure at the other end, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, under the light sunlight, seemed to be there, revealing a warmth and tenderness that even the sunshine in spring can't compare with it Come.

Jun Zhanran's heart was slightly turbulent, and he smiled back as he looked at each other from a distance.

The smile is very shallow, but it seems to melt the ice and snow, and warm the morning sun. Except for Nangong Cangao, the people present have never seen him smile like this. Some people even rubbed their eyes, wondering if they were delusional. .

This man who only showed a sneer and sneer expression, did he really smile like that just now?

As if he didn't know what other people were thinking, Jun Zhanran's face showed no abnormality, but Nangong Cangao deepened his smile, intertwined their gazes, crossed the crowd, and stopped in mid-air.

At that moment, there seemed to be no sound of King An Jia's voice, no sound of prayers from the palace servants, no knocking of horseshoes on the ground, no human breathing, no flapping clothes, not even the sound of the wind. , everything is quiet.

At that moment, Jun Zhanran suddenly thought of a lot, thinking of the hatred in his heart, thinking of Nangong Cangao who met him because of this hatred, and thinking of what he asked him that day, the hatred in his heart was compared with the love for him , which is more and which is less... which is more important...

At that moment, he thought of a lot, but he seemed to think of nothing.

The only perception left is those looking eyes.

Just like this morning, they looked at each other in the same way. Except for eye contact, they didn't say more than usual, even less than before. They got up to wash, tidied each other's clothes, and straightened their hair ties.

When it was time to set off, they went out together, met King An Jia, and came here again.

Finally, it was time to part.

King An Jia's words were almost finished, the soldiers and horses turned around, the first cavalry did not take the lead, but deliberately fell behind, Nangong Cang Ao turned around unhurriedly, amidst the deafening sound of hooves, suddenly Someone said loudly - "Don't worry, I'm here."

The sudden voice was particularly abrupt amidst the sound of hooves. Everyone followed the sound, saw the curvature of the corner of Jun Zhanran's mouth, and heard the next words-"If you don't come back, I will treat it as a relationship between you and me." Nothing happened, I will still take back what I deserve, I will still live my life, marry a wife and have children, and I will regret it even if you die."

With a change in tone, Jun Zhanran brushed off the non-existent dust on his sleeves, and some inexplicable emotions were conveyed in his provoking gaze, which was a bit complicated, so complicated that even Nangong Cangao couldn't understand the meaning of it .

Is it reluctance, complaints, provocations, expectations...or struggles, contradictions, blame, trust?

That fleeting look made Nangong Cang Ao think of the past again, the Jun Zhanran who caught his gaze when we first met, no one could understand or guess.

Jun Zhanran's voice was neither fast nor slow, neither high nor low, but anyone who was still here could hear him. When he heard his sudden words, they sounded amidst the marching hooves, interrupting the blessing even more A farewell ceremony.

The palace servants, who were carrying out the ceremony to the final stage, stood there in embarrassment, forgetting what step they were doing, and didn't know whether to kowtow and continue reciting poems to see the soldiers off, or wait for King Anjia to speak again.

King An Jia frowned, and was about to speak, when he saw the general leading the troops rein in his horse, turned around and laughed immediately, "If this is the case, I will not only regret it, I won't even feel at ease as a ghost! But I, Nangong Cangao, never do things that I regret, how can this time be an exception!"

A red light suddenly appeared, and a streak of blood dripped down, "Listen up, Zhan Ran, I swear by blood, I will return victorious! Avenge my Nangong, and take back what you deserve for you!"

The voice was like an arrow, piercing the sky, causing an echo, the blood stained the loess, soaked into the dust, and stained the ground a little red. The voice of the voice was carried by the wind, and it also revealed a bloody tone. There was a chill down the spine.

The sound of hooves was rumbling, Nangong Cangao rode away after finishing speaking, his melodious voice spread, but suppressed what King Anli had already said, King Anjia hesitated to speak, opened his mouth, look at this, and then Looking at that, I can only smile wryly.

"Don't blame your majesty, it's not that they are disrespectful to you, it's just..." Nan Gongnian wanted to say a few words for the two young people, but was stopped by King An Jia, "It's okay, this king knows, for them , this battle has nothing to do with Linnan's safety."

It has nothing to do with Lin Nan's safety, nor the people of Lin Nan. What matters is the relationship between Jun Zhanran and Nangong Cang Ao.

King An Jia saw it clearly, that's why he just smiled wryly, and didn't blame him. What's more, how can he blame him now, the arrow is on the string, and he has no choice but to punish the two people for their disrespect?

The officials have long been speechless, the feelings between these two people feel a bit incomprehensible, why are they both men, but they have such deep feelings, there is really no suspicion between them?No matter how you think about it, you can't figure it out.

Jun Zhanran didn't pay attention to things that others couldn't figure out, but Nangong Cang Ao said something that people listened to.

What is... what Jun Zhanran deserves?

What exactly does a person from the rivers and lakes deserve?In other words, what should a person from Jiang Hu whose identity is a mystery and whose origin is unknown should get from Xia Guo?

King An Jia half-opened his eyes tiredly, watching Nangong Cang Ao lead his troops away, and quietly signaled to Yang Ling on one side. No one has seen General Yang before.

Although he said he believed in Nangong Cangao, it was Lin Nan's military power that was handed over to him. No matter how generous King An Jia was, he would not be so rash. Yang Ling naturally paid attention to the situation of the battle. To be precise, he went to monitor Nangong Cangao Jun Zhanran is naturally very clear about his actions.

His due...

Looking at the direction of the border between Beijiang and Xia Kingdom, Jun Zhanran slowly closed his eyes. Behind him, Xiao Hu saw his master's hands clenched behind his back.

Could it be that this battle is really so dangerous?Couldn't help guessing in his heart, Xiao Hu believed that if it wasn't for the danger, the host would not be so nervous, and even showed contradictory and regretful colors.

Perhaps, he should not be allowed to go, Jun Zhanran pulled an unnatural smile on his tense face, as if for self-comfort, but also as if he was laughing at himself.

Xiao Hu looked sideways clearly, his heart trembled, since he met Yingshuai, he hadn't seen this kind of smile on the host's face for a long time.

That smile was obscure, sharp and ruthless, and even somewhat ominous.

Above, the early spring wind picked up, the clouds were gray, and it was about to rain.

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