I am neither beautiful nor crazy

No matter how the emperor persuaded him before, Xiao Xiangling insisted on refusing it with the untenable reason of "existing illness".But now, two days after his disappearance, there is a report from Northern Xinjiang: Xiao Xiangling has returned to Northern Xinjiang to assist Yang Guang in reorganizing his army and fighting against the northern invaders.

The court turned upside down.

Half of the people said that Xiao Xiangling had no guidelines and laws in his eyes, and he didn't pay attention to the court at all, so he should be punished severely; but the other half said that Xiao Xiangling had indelible feats in fighting the northern invaders. For the imperial court, it is better to let him come at this turbulent hurdle in front of us.

And Xia Zhixing even thought about it, but he didn't expect that after Jiang Yu left without saying a word, Xiao Xiangling followed him to Beijiang.

Jiang Yu could go and go back, but Xiao Xiangling had no possibility of coming back.

Let the tiger return to the mountain, there will be endless troubles.

The riots in northern Xinjiang were no less than those inside the capital.

First, Jiang Chibin was found dead in front of the pile of corpses, stabbed in the eyes and throat, so hideous that he couldn't see his true colors.Some people said that they seemed to hear the sound of Jiang Chibin drawing his sword out of the tent last night.

The vast majority of people guessed that he was self-inflicted, and that the resentful spirits came back together on the night of the full moon to take revenge and kill someone.

On the same day, General Xiao passed down a military order: it is forbidden to mention the tragic death of Jiang Chibin again.

Jiang Yu changed his clothes, simply washed the blood on his face and hair in ice water, and continued to sneak into the barracks as a soldier without saying a word.

The soldier who got on well with him saw that he was still sitting where he had been, so he came and sat beside him again.

"Why, you didn't sleep well last night, and your complexion is so bad?" the man asked with concern.

Jiang Yu leaned against the camp tent behind him uncomfortably, and then responded.

The hair that had been washed with ice water was not completely dry, but now it was frozen into pieces of frosted ice strands, which made people have a splitting headache and felt very uncomfortable.

"Hey, what is this?" The man caught a glimpse of a small white horn protruding from Jiang Yu's waist, and quickly pulled it out, "Is it a gift from the girl's family? Don't you also have a wife?"

He looked at the small white handkerchief with a smile, and then asked in doubt, "But girls don't usually use this kind of handkerchief... Oh, don't tell me, this handkerchief is very similar. Whose is it like?"

Jiang Yu was so uncomfortable that he didn't want to talk to him, so he let him take it and look at it, but closed his eyes and leaned behind him without saying a word.

Not far away, Xiao Xiangling led Yang Guang to inquire about the military situation and appease the soldiers, and was walking slowly here.

"...I remembered! But I must have misremembered."

The soldier stared at Xiao Xiangling, and said in a daze, "Why do I feel that General Xiao is also looking at me, I must be wrong..."

After a while, Xiao Xiangling finally came here, and everyone stood up and gave a military salute.

Among the soldiers who stood up, Jiang Yu, who leaned on the ground and squinted, looked particularly abrupt.

The soldier beside him was so nervous that cold sweat broke out in an instant. While carefully checking Xiao Xiangling's reaction, he sneakily touched him with his foot and winked at Jiang Yu.

It's just that in his hand, he was still clutching the handkerchief that hadn't been stuffed back in the future.

Everyone sweated for the poor baby lying on the ground.

Probably sensing the suddenly serious atmosphere around him, Jiang Yu opened his eyes slightly.The wild sunlight on the snowy field cast a layer of fine gold on the ends of his eyes, making him look lazy and tired.

It's a completely different state from last night.

Seeing Xiao Xiangling coming, he didn't even bother to put on an appearance, he just raised his head slightly and met his eyes.

Everyone has never seen such a desperate "soldier".

"You." Xiao Xiangling bent down slightly, and tapped Jiang Yuqu's knee on the ground with his fingertips, "Come with me."

Maybe it's time to go back to the army stick, everyone looked at Jiang Yu's small body and thought with distress.

But Jiang Yu didn't follow him at all.

"What?" he said softly.

Xiao Xiangling scanned the surroundings slowly, suppressing all the probing and curious eyes around him, and when he glanced at the washed white handkerchief clutched in the soldier's hand, he paused silently for a while longer.

Jiang Yu frowned, and looked away unnaturally.Then he felt uncomfortable being watched secretly by everyone, so he simply got up and walked with Xiao Xiangling.

The other party took him to the inside of the general's tent.

As soon as the door was opened, the thick heat rushed in, instantly making Jiang Yu no longer want to turn around and leave.

"Everyone has a certain impression of you, because you haven't eaten much these days." Xiao Xiangling brought over a plate of hot soup, with a small layer of clear oil floating on it, and a few pieces of lean meat with bones in it.

"I'm marching outside, I'm sure I can't live comfortably in the capital, and I have to ask Your Highness to wrong me." Xiao Xiangling's tone was casual, "If it's still cold, you can go and light up two pots of fire yourself, you don't want to be discovered as a prince, don't order it casually That's it for the sergeant. You rest here, and I'll continue to go out and have a look."

Jiang Yu stared at the bowl of broth that was brought over, obviously it was specially made.He really didn't want to cause Xiao Xiangling any more trouble, but he didn't like to make a fuss about a trivial matter.

He took a sip from the spoon and said, "Thank you, but you don't need to take care of me. I came to Beijiang for a private matter, so I can't cause you any trouble."

private matter.

In other words, he felt that what Xiao Xiangling did was just a routine of "loyalty to His Highness".

Xiao Xiangling stopped walking, but didn't explain too much.

Since last night, Jiang Yu's stomach has been feeling very uncomfortable, and the smell of meat makes him want to vomit.As soon as Xiao Xiangling went out, he put down the spoon and walked to the stove, half leaning on the bed.

Relying on several pots of fire, it brought a little warmth to the almost frozen body.

Early in the morning, he asked someone to rush back the volume that Jiang Chibin had painted and sent back to the capital.In a few days, news of Jiang Chibin shooting a poisoned arrow to deliberately kill the prince will spread in the capital.

Next step……

He lowered his head and pressed his temple numbly.It was too difficult to think about the next step, he just wanted to relieve the sharp pain in his stomach first.

During this break, he fell asleep for half an hour.He has always felt light, and the soldiers outside the tent can wake up after walking a few steps quietly.

The sky has darkened slightly, and the evening in northern Xinjiang comes very early.But in the afternoon, the red clouds in the sky were reflected on the snow field, like a burning fire sweeping and spreading.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he walked to the table and picked up the bowl of soup that had already cooled down.

First, he frowned and drank the soup in one gulp, and then ate up the meat with his eyes closed.The moment he got up, he almost vomited out all the food he had just eaten.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound from the entrance of the tent.

Just as Jiang Yu lifted the curtain with light steps, a small black bird flew in immediately.

Jiang Yu raised his hand, and it perched on his forearm, with his little head tilted slightly, and a small roll of letter paper tied to his paw.

He scanned the door along the crack of the curtain, and found that no one else was looking, so he turned his back, skillfully unwrapped the letter, and stretched his forearm out of the curtain, and the carrier pigeon flew away.

With the light of the stove, Jiang Yu could clearly see what was written on it.

The emperor is critically ill, return quickly.

It is the handwriting of Xia Zhixing.

It was only six words, but Jiang Yu stared at it for a long time.

It wasn't until he squeezed the letter paper so hard that he slowly spread his palms and threw the letter paper into the brazier.

When the emperor was critically ill, he was bound to rush back to the capital.The biggest variable this time is that the prince was framed to death by Jiang Chibin, and the whereabouts of the body is still unknown.

Even if it is a mythical legend like the ice tongue grass, it is impossible to conjure a living person out of thin air.

And if he went back at this time and found the ice tongue grass and the prince's body, it would be far away and even more difficult.

Jiang Yu stared at the flames in the brazier and meditated, when suddenly there was a noise outside the tent door.

"Master Daoist, His Highness the Second Highness is not in the tent now, and there is no need to trouble Master Daoist to come and treat him in the future." A voice came into Jiang Yu's ears.

Hearing this, Jiang Yu suddenly rushed out of the tent.

Jiang Chibin's sudden loss of voice last night and the unexplained deterioration of the wound on his forearm made him suspicious of this elusive Northern Xinjiang priest.

An enemy of an enemy is also half a friend.

"Daoist, please stop." Jiang Yu shouted at the back of the figure who was about to leave, and the other party stopped.

"Since you're here, why don't you rest in the tent for a while before leaving." Jiang Yu said, "Although His Highness is not in the tent right now, I still have a few questions for you to ask."

The Taoist leader seemed a bit reluctant, but finally walked in with Jiangyu.

He was sitting opposite Jiangyu, his whole body was covered tightly.

It was only then that Jiang Yu realized that he couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly.Even his eyes were deeply hidden under the bamboo hat, making it impossible for others to see his identity.

And Jiang Yu didn't hide his inquiring eyes at all, and glanced around him, and his gaze finally stopped on the other's right hand hidden under the sleeve of his robe.

"I have long heard that the Taoist master is good at double swords, and his martial arts are superb." Jiang Yu asked, "Looking at the whole Jianghu, who has the ability to seriously injure you so far?"

The other party seemed to think the question was boring and rude, so he didn't answer it.

Jiang Yu tried his best to suppress the unbelievable guess in his heart, and said in a low voice, "Probably only you, the Taoist priest...why does the Taoist priest insist on hiding his right hand and refuse to show it to others?"

There was a long silence, but the man didn't even turn his head, like an eminent monk in meditation, he just shook his head lightly in the end.

Jiang Yu had almost run out of patience.

He didn't expect any informative reply from the other party, he just wanted to further speculate on his identity through his voice.Now seeing that the other party doesn't want to reveal a word, he doesn't force it anymore.

Just when Jiang Yu was about to send him away, the other party suddenly opened his mouth and said something, which made Jiang Yu freeze in place when he got up.

"What can your eyes see?"

Even this voice was obviously deliberately disguised, so hoarse that it didn't look like a real person, but Jiang Yu didn't pay attention at all at this time.

"What do you mean?"

The voice trembled.

"Your eyes can see things that others cannot see."

The priest kept his head down, and the bamboo hat tightly covered his eyes, but he continued to speak as if he could see Jiangyu.

"The 'lines' around you are also very messy. In this life and past life, the relationship is intertwined... It's very messy."

Jiang Yu's shoulders trembled, and his intuition felt that his entire chest was uncontrollably cold in an instant, "...previous life?"

The man paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about how to phrase it, "People have past and present lives, but they can't remember the personal affairs of their previous lives. But you are different, you don't remember the past life, but you are disturbed by the past life."

This sentence was like the last straw, so depressing that people couldn't breathe.

The nightmare that haunted me for more than ten years, the jade pendant and scars that I was born with, and what the man was looking for...

The guess he least wanted to face came true, and he clenched his fists tightly, trying to use the pain to slightly relieve his desperate suffocation.

"Then how do I... settle with him?"

"He" is the so-called previous self.

But they have different memories, different growth environments, and different ways of thinking.Just two completely different people.

"What's so difficult about this." The Taoist priest said with a hoarse voice, "If you think that 'he' doesn't exist, how can you make a clear statement. All the causes, effects, and fates are artificially put together so that there can be such a connection. Only people seek fate, how can fate hold on to people and not let go?"

Jiang Yu didn't want to hear these great truths.

"There are only two points." The Taoist priest reminded, "People who can see what ordinary people can't see, first, don't let go of the secrets of heaven; second, don't move people's minds."

"...What if one of them is violated?"

The other party finally raised his head, but his entire face was still tightly surrounded, which made no difference to Jiang Yu.

"Do you remember why you died in your previous life?" He asked hoarsely.

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