forced to fall in love

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After nightfall, Lingxi changed into the casual clothes she had prepared when she entered the inn during the day, but Zhao Qingsui quickly stopped her and ordered Su Rui to give her another darker one. casual clothes.

When the casual clothes were in the palm of his hand, they sank inexplicably, and Lingxi looked at the person sitting on the side.

Zhao Qingsui seemed to be aware of her gaze, but the hand holding the pen in the cloak didn't stop, it fell steadily and lifted the pen lightly, and then raised his eyes to look at her.

"Late at night, the dew is heavy. To keep out the cold, it must be heavier."

Lingxi nodded in response, turned around and put on the casual clothes, and the moment she pushed the door to leave, she stopped inexplicably.

When Lingxi looked back sideways, Zhao Qingsui was looking at her, her slender hair slid down from her ears, and her black eyes were rendered even deeper by the dim yellow candlelight.

The two wooden windows were pushed open a little, and the faint moonlight was hidden behind her, but the soft light leaked out from the outer circle. From the perspective of consonance, it was more like a dimly shining star in the bright sky. .

Obviously the two looked at each other silently, but at the moment when the breeze blew in and shook the luxuriant candle, Lingxi suddenly caught the fleeting smile on the corner of her lips.

Lingxi rode on the main road first, galloped fast, took advantage of the cover of night, at a fork in the road, turned to go along the path, the cool wind hit, and a gust of wind blew in his ears.

When he estimated the distance in his heart, Lingxi reined in his horse and slowed down, tied the horse under a hidden tree, and entered alone.

Walking forward to the depths of the woods, there was a rustling sound of leaves. The next second, a figure appeared in front of Lingxi. His black hood covered his face in the dark, and he put one hand on his chest and bent towards her. Waist salute.

"Lord Lu, Your Highness ordered me to help you."

Lingxi stopped, "Well, what's the situation."

"No abnormality, except that a man entered before."

"Well, lead the way ahead."

"Yes."

The moonlight is getting darker, and there are only faint light spots of leaves falling on the ground in the woods. Footsteps step on the fallen leaves and dead branches on the ground, and occasionally there will be a small crisp sound, just like adding new firewood to the stove to make a "beep" peeling" sound.

Gradually, Lingxi saw the conspicuous light in the distance, and then she heard regular, deep sounds again and again.

The closer you go, the clearer your consonance becomes.

——This sound is clearly the crisp sound of a hammer hitting a piece of steel when forging a weapon.

They stopped at the corner of the woods, most of the figures were covered by bushes half a person's height, Lingxi stood obliquely behind the tree shadows, and the high wall in front blocked her out.

And there is a black and white guise hanging on the gate, and under the light of the candle, Lingxi can clearly see the birds flying high on the painting.

Lingxi avoids the patrolling people with lanterns, and climbs up the tree with the strength of the trunk. When he straightened up and looked down, he could only see a little.

It was only then that Lingxi saw the building inside clearly. It was a mansion in name, but in reality it was hiding a small stronghold for casting weapons.

The high outer wall surrounds the surroundings, blocking all sight. If you just pass by in the daytime, you will not be attracted by this courtyard, but now Lingxi and the others are inside, and the bright fire not far away is directly reflected in the courtyard. their faces.

There are patrolling waiters all around, much more than the surrounding area.

Suddenly there was a soft sound of pushing the door beside him, Lingxi lowered his head, covered by the eaves, only showing his eyes.

The moment he saw the man clearly, Lingxi frowned.

"You said, was it him that a man entered before?"

The shadow guard only took one look, then whispered: "Yes."

The man was dressed in a gray robe, but the white fan he opened and closed immediately seemed to be illuminated by scorching fire.

He walked through the courtyard in a familiar way, Lingxi avoided him, and turned back to the high wall from the other side.

There was a carriage parked outside the door, Lingxi glanced at the road and asked, "Is there a shortcut to catch up with him?"

"From the way we came, just make a detour."

Lingxi led the shadow guard to hide in the woods, got on his horse, looked for a path to detour, and followed the carriage from a distance.

The carriage slowly stopped in a remote place, where there were few trees, only weeds and sand everywhere.

The man in the car jumped out, looked around, and continued walking in after confirming that there was no one there.

Lingxi got up from behind the mound, and the shadow guard who accompanied her stepped forward and said, "Master Lu, are you still following me? Further inside is the mass grave outside the capital city."

Lingxi's eyes remained unchanged, and he followed closely the direction the man left, "Follow."

The man walked straight in, passed the solitary grave of the mass grave, and stopped in front of a dilapidated farmyard. He knocked on the door, and a short and fat man came out from the door. The two said a few words, and soon Another one went in.

Lingxi stood outside and waited for a while, but there was no more movement. For some reason, she suddenly felt a little irritable.

"Wait for me here, I'll go and have a look."

Lingxi leaned over quietly, turned over from the enclosure, leaned against the earth wall and approached the window with his head lowered, a man's voice could be heard faintly.

"Why is there no news yet!"

His footsteps were heavy, and there was a faint and rough exhalation. From this point of view, it should be the short and fat man.

"Don't rush."

Lingxi got up and looked in through the crack of the window sill. With the help of the light from inside the room, she saw the waist plate of the short and fat man with his back facing her. On the protruding positive plate was written a big "工".

"My lord, this is a big deal, how can we not be in a hurry."

The short and fat man seemed to think of something and looked out of the window again. Lingxi lowered his body in time to avoid his sight, and said in a low voice, "Does Mr. Li know about this?"

"I don't know, I just told him that my parents are not in good health in the past few days, so I asked for leave and left the capital for a few days."

There was a crisp sound of the folding fan, and it was opened suddenly. The man seemed to have smiled a little, his voice was very low, but then he rested his fingertips on the desk and tapped rhythmically.

Immediately afterwards, Lingxi heard him laughing and saying: "The dead soldiers I sent today are all immortal."

Something flashed across her mind, like a shooting star, but Lingxi suddenly remembered the way Zhao Qingsui looked at her before she left the house.

There should be something vaguely connected to one place, but Lingxi can't remember anything. When she left from the earth wall, she didn't notice that her finger was cut by the broken tiles beside the earth wall.

The pain spread from the wound, it was obviously a trivial injury, but it felt like a heart-to-heart pain.

Lingxi returned to the woods at the entrance of the mass grave, and suddenly looked at the mass grave in the distance. There seemed to be a bright light pouring out from the black shadow, and it fell outside, but her ears rang in vain. What I said.

"I think His Highness can't go out of the city at will at this time, or you have to deploy more people to protect it..."

Ling Ran's upright tone pierced his heart like a machete at that moment.

"reply ASAP!"

Lingxi raised his head abruptly, took the reins from the shadow guard, and got on the horse.

The night covered the body, Lingxi galloped with whips, the heavy horseshoes raised the eye-catching dust, and even the stains of the water were stained with the corners of the robes.

Lingxi pulled the rein in his hand and unknowingly tightened it a bit, and the rough and hoarse voice of the mass grave crows could still be heard in his ears.

"Your Highness is surrounded by shadow guards."

"Yes, but not much."

"How many people are there!"

Lingxi's tone suddenly sank.

"Your Highness ordered me to protect you, only two people are by my side."

The hurried hooves of the horse were mixed with the Shadow Guard's words, and before the end of the sound, Lingxi tightened the feet on both sides of the horse's belly in vain, and the fierce horse neighed, and its front hooves flew into the air.

"What's wrong, my lord?" The shadow guard became nervous when he noticed something.

The clouds covered the bright crescent moon, and when Lingxi raised her head, she could only see the faint light on the outer circle. At that moment, Lingxi thought of her deep eyes, the fleeting smile on her lips, and even her faint tone, It seems that they are giving her relief in advance.

Lingxi frowned tightly, and his heart sank down the bottomless black hole.

Before approaching, the sound of weapons mixed with screams came from afar, and the flames shone brightly, as if they were about to set the entire inn on fire.

The dead soldiers outside heard the sound of horseshoes and quickly gathered around.

"The main thing is to protect His Highness, don't love to fight!"

"Yes!"

Lingxi reined in the horse and hovered, and then jumped off the horse. She held it with her hand down. When the dead man in front swung a sword, Lingxi raised her hand to block it, and then there was a crisp sound, and a jade flute appeared in front of her eyes. The whole body is transparent and milky white. There are thin lines engraved on the body of the flute, and there seem to be several rays of light flowing along the lines.

The fingertips cut by the broken tiles, because of too much force, blood oozes from the wound, and the blood stains instantly soak into the strokes of the lettering above the lines.

As soon as Lingxi raised his strength, he shook the dead man away, and the jade flute hit him in front of him in the next second, then he retracted his hand and returned, dodging another unsheathed sharp blade, flying upside down and stepping on his blade Above, with a slight force on the soles of the feet, Lingxi reversed and retreated, and immediately stood in front of the wooden door of the inn that was full of arrow clusters.

The wooden door was closed tightly, unable to see clearly the situation inside, Lingxi looked at the several dead soldiers who were approaching closely in front of him, and took a step forward with a wave of the jade flute.

The hooded shadow guards stepped back from the side and stood beside Lingxi.

"My lord, His Highness was not found outside the inn."

Lingxi narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "I haven't seen the bodies of the guards brought by His Highness, and they should all be in the inn."

As soon as the voice fell, the dead man rushed forward again, several swords flashed coldly, and swung at them at the same time.

Lingxi dodged sideways, blocked it with the jade flute, and then countered the force, facing the hostility, pointing at the throat, the dead man quickly backed up, but immediately there were other dead men who swung their swords, Lingxi With a twist of his fingers, the jade flute hit the back of the dead man's hand from top to bottom, and the sword in his hand rolled down in the next second. Lingxi turned around and struck with the jade flute. The hilt of the sword was still out, and blood flowed from the back of the sword.

"what……"

He opened his mouth slightly, only a single syllable came out of his throat, and then he fell down.

The old wooden door behind him suddenly made a dilapidated "squeak". When Lingxi bent to avoid a new round of attacks, he stepped back along the way, stepped on the eaves pillar, and took advantage of his strength to fly into the air. Suddenly, Lingxi saw that familiar figure coming.

At the same time, several swords came at the same time, forming a sword umbrella under Lingxi's feet. Lingxi tapped his toes, landed steadily on the top, turned around and faced Zhao Qingsui who was sitting in the lobby of the inn.

In the lobby, except for the grand master's chair that Zhao Qingsui sat on, everything else was destroyed. The guards held spears and shields around her, and there was a shadow guard with a black hood on the front and back.

She was sitting in the very center of the lobby, still wearing the cloak that Lingxi left when she first left, her expression was calm, and even her black eyes did not show any emotion.

But at the moment when the wooden door opened, and Lingxi looked at each other, the corners of his lips curved extremely quickly.

The sound of the collision of weapons around him, the low growl from the dead man's throat, and the sound of the wind whizzing by, all disappeared in an instant, and Lingxi's ears fell into a silence.

The sword fan under her feet stood up, turning into a mountain of swords, Lingxi leaped into the air, and before she could go against the trend, a spear flew from a distance, piercing straight into the chest of the dead man in the middle, warm blood Sprinkle on Consonance's robe.

Immediately there was a shout of killing from behind, and all the guards rushed out with spears and shields, followed by the shadow guards, and the momentum of the dead soldiers was suddenly repelled.

Instead, there were screams one after another.

Consonance turned around, Zhao Qingsui was the only one in the huge and empty lobby.

Just like when she first left tonight, she didn't say anything but just looked at her quietly.

The dimly shimmering stars seem to be illuminating her way back.

"I'm late."

"You came."

The two of them spoke at the same time, and there seemed to be an echo in the inn, and the voice echoed in Lingxi's ears, breaking the silence she fell into.

"Your Highness, you shouldn't do this."

Lingxi knelt in front of her on one knee, with the tip of her flute touching the ground.

The person in front of him was silent for a few breaths, and then said:

"How is this?"

"You should not put your own safety at risk."

"Even if you have expected that the assassination will be tonight, even if you have made arrangements, you should not use yourself as a bait, if, if there is a problem in any of these links..."

Lingxi frowned and tightened a little more, but he couldn't say a word after that, and could only hold the jade flute tightly.

"If there is a problem with any of these links," the person in front of him slowly repeated her words, paused and said, "What will happen to you?"

I just assumed according to the words of the gods, but suddenly there was hostility gushing from my heart, and even the body of the flute became hot.

Lingxi slowly raised her head to look at her, but there was a slight change in her usually restrained and calm eyes, she said in a deep voice:

"Kill them all."

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