Cang Ri Qing Lan

Yi Yan's eyes are Cang Lan's favorite color, pure azure blue like the sea and sky, so deep that people can even fall into it.

The same pair of eyes made the guard in front of him want to leave quickly! ——Youying in the darkness, beating violently and ferociously like the eyes of a beast——she really is a veritable 'ghost clan'!The guard shuddered, all kinds of terrifying rumors about the ghost race kept popping up in his mind, even though the other party was firmly locked on the stone wall, he still didn't dare to take his attention away a little bit and let Yi Yan appear behind him The source of this terrible look.

The man bound by heavy iron chains to the torture equipment in the center of the stone room was silent, his blood-stained silver hair messily covered his drooping face, and it was almost impossible to tell whether he was still breathing, but Shen Haojin walked along Lingyang. It's easy to spot the constant width of the mouth with his anxious gaze.

When I saw this person half an hour ago, this vague smile hung there all the time, so calm that people ignored his pale face and the chains on his body that were tightened to the point of bleeding, and even his tone Naturally, like an old friend whom I haven't seen for a long time:

"Second Master Shen, please stay safe."

After a brief moment of surprise, the expression on Shen Haojin's face was quickly replaced by hatred, but the other party didn't seem to care about his reaction at all, and the eyes that fell on his face stayed on his lips thoughtfully.Pursing her lips even more furiously, Shen Haojin knew almost immediately that the person in front of her saw the shadow of her eldest brother from their only similar lip line:

"Blood relationship is really a magical thing... But, do you really think you can use this to persuade General Shen to defect?"

"It is indeed as the prince said." Before Ling Yanghong spoke, Feng Yancheng said: "However, Mr. Shen did not intend to embarrass the general, it was just to express the position of the Shen family."

"So that's the case. In this way, everyone will think that the general is on the side of His Highness the Second Highness. There are not many people who follow the wind, but it can be said that the overall situation in the court has been settled..." With a low laugh, Cang Lan couldn't tell whether it was a compliment or a derogation: "It's a good plan. The general has no way out. Even if he manages to lead his troops to the king of Jingqin in time... I'm afraid it will only be regarded as treason."

"It seems that you are very clear," Ling Yanghong said triumphantly, "With the character of your current emperor, I am afraid that you will be frightened when you hear that General Shen is leading the army back..."

"Do you know what deal you're in?"

Ignoring Ling Yanghong, Cang Lan's gaze was still on Shen Haojin, still calm:

"Shen Haozhe is now an important minister with a heavy army in his hands. He rebelled with Haoxuan Guangan. Apart from getting a bad name of disloyalty, what good will it do him? Is Haoxuan Guangan planning to share the world with him? If Shen Haozhe wants to fight to the end, Let’s not talk about your victory or defeat, are you ready for a brother duel?” Cang Lan frowned and stopped, as if she felt that she had already said too much, she was silent for a moment but then said:

"If your uprising fails, not only will the Shen family suffer disaster, but Shen Haozhe will not be able to escape the crime no matter whether he participates or not..."

Paused, at this moment Cang Lan's expression seemed to be ridiculed or something else:

"In order to get revenge on me, you don't hesitate to drag the entire family...do you hesitate to let Shen Haozhe be doomed?"

Shen Haojin's eyes flickered sharply, and he couldn't tell whether it was because of the peculiar tone or the words themselves almost shook him, before he could change his mind, Feng Yansheng said:

"The Second Young Master's helping the Second Highness is doing a great thing to benefit the country and the country, not to mention that the Second Highness's plan is already a sure thing..."

"Oh? It turns out that the Second Highness was not forced by the situation in the Southwest and had to make a hasty gamble?" Cang Lan's words were full of exhaustion, and Feng Yancheng's face had changed color, and there was an obvious flicker in the words:

"...Where did your lord start talking about this?"

"Should we say something that we know each other well?" Cang Lan finally turned her head slightly, and looked up at Feng Yancheng mockingly: "It's a foregone conclusion that Junhui's peace negotiation is a foregone conclusion, and Nanhui's army will take advantage of this soon." The benefit of the second negotiation is to move northward. The outcome will be victory or defeat, and the Second Highness probably doesn't want to see it."

"It's a pity for someone like the prince..."

Feng Yancheng sighed sincerely, this young prince was able to explain exactly why Haoxuan Guangan was so eager to act: if he lost, it was Nanhui who gained; Turn power into the wild.

"This move is a winner and a loser. Is General Feng free to worry about me?" Ignoring Feng Yancheng, Cang Lan lowered her eyelids, and the calm arcs at the corners of her eyes could no longer conceal his increasingly obvious weakness.Even he himself couldn't tell the reason, the words he said just now were not so much for Feng Yancheng, but for Shen Haojin.

"You still dare to use your tongue!" Ling Yanghong, who couldn't bear it for a long time, finally seized the opportunity and started to attack: "Mr. Shen, we have entrusted this person to you to deal with, as long as he is left alone— —”

He took the whip and pulled it out. The scream from the whip pierced the air, and a bloodstain pulled across his cheek and tore open the front of his front. Cang Lan stopped breathing almost imperceptibly for a moment. The interlaced wounds split open again, oozing bright red.Ling Yanghong shook his whip in satisfaction:

"You can do whatever you want."

"……what are you up to?!"

The soldiers' distorted shouts and growl-like growls immediately overwhelmed Ling Yanghong's voice.In the cell that was more than ten feet wide by the wall, the brown-haired man who had finally calmed down suddenly hit the wooden fence with all his strength, making a loud noise.Even though he knew that he was locked in chains and there was no way he could break free, the guard couldn't help but started to back away.

"A bunch of trash! What are you doing in a daze? You're just a lowly ghost. Let him never make a sound!!" Startled by Yi Yan's actions, Ling Yanghong immediately became angry, and his voice was louder than usual. much higher.

These guards are all Ling Yanghong's subordinates. Knowing that he considers himself noble, he hates "inferior people" to attack him the most. This is an order to kill people. Seeing that Feng Yancheng didn't stop him, he reluctantly stepped forward and tightened his grip. Iron chains on the rock.

Pulled back to the stone wall by the iron ropes strangling his limbs and neck, Yi Yan had to raise his neck, but struggled more violently. The metal was pulled to the limit and made a very small but very clear sound, and the iron rope began to deform.The guards looked terrified, flustered and wanted to retreat, Ling Yanghong was even more furious when he saw this, "Huo" drew his weapon and pointed it at Yi Yan's throat, about to throw it.

But Yiyan didn't care about the imminent danger at all, he wanted to break free from the chain like crazy, and rushed to Cang Lan. At this moment, only worry and anger controlled his actions.Suddenly, the drooping long white hair moved slightly in his sight, and at the same time as Ling Yanghong raised his hand, Cang Lan's voice seemed to come from far away:

"The Lingyang clan..." is very light but magnetically attracting everyone's attention: "The Lingyang clan has bowed their knees to the Haoxuan Dynasty for more than a hundred years in order to survive on the snowy field after being defeated in the war, and they finally know how despicable they are." Words are also quite advanced."

Ling Yanghong's face turned liver-colored almost immediately, he turned his head around and landed another whip on Cang Lan's body, it was really hard to tell whether he was smiling or not with that angry expression:

"Prince Yi, don't you understand that our position has been reversed now?!"

"...How should I understand? Because you are about to kill a person who can't move?" Cang Lan finally looked down at Ling Yanghong, who was a head shorter. The blood on his cheek did not affect his bright smile at all. rotten:

"What a feat."

Being furious like thunder is no longer enough to describe Ling Yanghong's current state, and the whip immediately fell like raindrops densely.

Yi Yan roared, but suddenly stopped struggling.

He met Cang Lan's silver eyes for a moment, and the moment of meeting eyes was so short that it seemed that it never happened, but he clearly felt that person was using his eyes to stop him from moving.The proof was the eyes, which seemed frozen cold in the shadows of the flowing hair, and there was no anger, not even emotion, in them.As if the soul was withdrawn from the body, he stared coldly at everything, even himself, if he insisted on saying what was inside, it would only be contemptuous.

Feng Yancheng glanced at Yi Yan, who suddenly became quiet, as if he had realized something, he seemed to understand something but he was even more incomprehensible: this young prince, who is not at all compatible with stupidity, actually used aggressive methods to save people?Even if he wants to buy people's hearts, there is no need to make himself suffer for a slave, right?

While pondering the intention of this move, he stared at Cang Lan quietly, and had no intention of dissuading Ling Yanghong, who was stunned by anger - this young man is by no means a figure that their Second Highness can control - That being the case, let this mighty young master do the work and end future troubles forever.So for the next time, he kept watching with cold eyes until the man was so weak that he couldn't even notice his breathing.

Yi Yan actually didn't move any more, and stared at the scene in front of him in silence as if petrified, but those seductive blue eyes flickered like will-o'-the-wisps.

After the surging blood receded from his head, Ling Yanghong finally regained some sanity. He suppressed the inexplicable frustration and made a proud expression:

"Prince Yi, should you understand now? If you ask me for forgiveness, I can consider making you suffer less."

It's a pity that the expression was so forced that even Shen Haojin, who had been unable to keep up with the development of the matter, could see that he was still angry.It's no wonder that the man who was beaten to a pulp by the whip didn't seem to feel at all. If it weren't for the slight upward movement of his lips, he would have thought he had lost consciousness.

Shen Haojin didn't have a lot of time to recall what happened before, he saw the drooping white head lifted a little, and he could finally see

That beautiful line of the jaw—

"...It's true... A good man doesn't suffer from immediate losses..." Cang Lan was still awake as expected, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and said in a very soft and gentle voice:

"Please take it easy, I'm afraid of pain."

After being dazed for a while, he realized that the bewitching words and the compromise had nothing in common. Ling Yanghong blushed, and clenched the blood-soaked whip again:

"you!"

"stop."

"...Second Highness!" Haoxuan Guang'an's timely appearance made Feng Yancheng feel a little regretful, and he immediately realized that his plan of getting rid of Prince Yi behind Haoxuan Guang'an's back could not be realized from the very beginning. It's been a while!Haoxuan Guangan, who only listened, said slowly:

"What Uncle Wang said just now reminded me that the Haoxuan family is the supreme clan that even the Lingyang Clan can't disobey and rule the Central Plains. To hand over you, Uncle Wang, to the Kingdom of Jing would be too much to destroy my Damin Dynasty. Guowei... After thinking about it, I still feel that I should bid farewell to you."

Looking around the stone prison slowly, Haoxuan Guangan's eyes stopped on one thing, and the people present followed his gaze, and couldn't help being startled.Feng Yancheng frowned, while Ling Yanghong froze in place—it was the branding iron used to prevent the slaves from escaping and to imprint their marks on the slaves.Only the most inferior slaves will be branded with this brand, because once this brand is branded, they are no different from livestock, and even civilians without official titles can buy, sell and use slaves at will.What kind of humiliation would that be to a person, especially a person of royal blood like Cang Lan!

"I have an interesting proposal." Haoxuan Guang'an's deep eyes flickered with brilliance. At this point, everyone knows what he wants to do, and he can't wait to enjoy the expression of the other party's desperate struggle: "This is really Something that fits well with Uncle Wang's current situation."

The person opposite still didn't respond, as if too weak to respond.The silence made Haoxuan Guang'an's expression a little impatient, he felt that he was facing an unshakable solidity!

The handicap-sized soldering iron landed on the back of □, burning the skin with a hissing sound and a burst of burning smell. Cang Lan's pupils finally shrank obviously, but there was no pain that Guang'an wanted to see. A more powerful and deeper killing intent than anger burst out from the ground, but before he could confirm it, the silver eyes disappeared, Cang Lan's tense back relaxed, and it seemed that he had lost consciousness.