Drunken Exquisiteness

On the Changling Ancient Road, several horses galloped past, and the sky was full of smoke and dust, all the way east, straight to Langzhou.

Several profound armored iron guards escorted Si Weiyun from the heavens, without stopping, piercing the stars and wearing the moon for three thousand miles, and it took less than five days to rush into the Donghai Duhu Mansion. When he saw the towering Langzhou City, Si Weiyun seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but the anxiety in his heart increased unabated.

During the war, Langzhou City was heavily guarded by the finest soldiers and strictly checked the personnel. As soon as the defender stopped the team, he suddenly saw a black token in the hands of the current one. The Lieutenant Colonel in the lead was surprised when he saw it clearly. During the Shengwu years, he fought with Emperor Hao Emperor Xuanjia army in the north and south, and always possessed unparalleled prestige and status in the heavenly army. The order of the Xuanjia army, such as the imperial edict, must be held by the Hao Emperor's personal emissary, who has a heavy responsibility.

The captain saluted his sword and looked up. There is only one person in the Xuanjia Iron Guard with a long robe, and the description is thin. Although he is covered with dust and servants, he can hardly conceal the integrity of the whole body, which makes people stand in awe at first sight. The person escorted by the Xuanjia Iron Guard must be extraordinary. The school captain saw traces of deep thought from his slightly furrowed eyebrows, and the awe-inspiring air that he brought out in a blink of an eye was faintly imminent.

Si Weiyun looked forward along the fortified and far-reaching gates of Langzhou City, and then asked the location of King Qing Zhan's walking shaft, and drove into the city.

Martial law is everywhere in the city, and from time to time there are guards passing by, and the sword is bright. Three days ago, King Zhan personally led more than 400 warships and 200,000 naval forces to attack Liuchuan Island, and the victory or defeat was here. At this moment, Langzhou and even the entire Eastern Navy are waiting for the outcome of the war.

After Si Weiyun entered the city, he secretly saw the Langzhou patrolman Pang Yuan who was left behind, and then went to the east of the city to view the sea platform. Ascending to the Observation Terrace, the sky is suddenly high and the ocean is wide, and the waves are endless in the distance, and the long wind is on your face, bringing a moist and slightly salty breath, which makes you refreshed. Above the frontier city post, the light of the sword and halberd can be seen from time to time, and a tight line of defense has been pulled up along the coast, which is unbreakable. This shows that King Zhan's strict management of the army can be seen.

But at this time, I don't know how the battle is going on Ryukawa Island. If the battle is defeated, the Chinese dynasty will immediately fall into a situation of domestic and foreign difficulties. This battle is also the key to the success or failure of all layouts.

Si Weiyun took a deep breath of the refreshing sea air, and the fatigue and fatigue all the way were covered by the silence on his face, his thoughts surged. Looking back at the heavenly capital that is far away from the mountains and mountains, I can vaguely imagine the beautiful figure. She had reached such a deep step with her move, and ordered him to come to Langzhou. Even after the East China Sea War, she had planned to settle down the people. Does that slender shoulder weigh multiple burdens? What kind of soul is contained in the delicate body? He seemed involuntarily to go with her to a gamble, but he did not hesitate to do it. There was a faint bitter smile on the corners of his lips, Si Weiyun closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly a distant horn sounded in his ears, and a dark wave appeared faintly at the line of the sea and the sky.

As the wave approached, it was gradually clear that hundreds of navy warships from the celestial dynasty were sailing with high flag sails, braving the wind and waves.

But for a moment, the battle flag of the golden dragon hunting on the warship was clearly visible, and the waves of thousands of miles formed a neat and majestic black color, which could almost cover the sun. The horn resounded through the sky again, and the soldiers on the observation platform not far away suddenly burst into cheers, and then a loud horn echoed, spreading throughout Langzhou City.

"Great Victory in Ryuchuan Island!"

"Great Victory in Ryuchuan Island!"

In the city, soldiers immediately raised their flags, galloped on horseback, and reported the war to the whole city. When the people heard this horn message, they rushed out of the house one after another, everyone cheering together. After hearing the good news, Si Weiyun was overjoyed and walked quickly under the sea platform.

At this time, the east gate of Langzhou city opened, and the patrol officer Pang Yuan led the city lieutenant to fly out to welcome him.

The Chinese warships berthed into the coastal waters one after another, and the Huben warships all around slowly moved away. However, seeing the hundreds of warships standing on top of the elite soldiers, the armors were cold, the swords were still bloody, the murderous aura of returning from the war had not dissipated, and it filled the surroundings, shocking people.

The turbulent waves hit the shore, and the long waves are like snow.

With a long sword on the deck of the main ship in the middle, two hundred thousand soldiers raised their arms and shouted at the same time, the earth-shaking shouts overwhelmed the rushing ocean tide, and the sky was swept across the sky and the earth in an instant.

The cavalry warriors led by Pang Yuan also vibrated their swords, their voices were undulating, turbulent, and almost the entire Langzhou was submerged in the power of iron and blood. The earth trembled slightly and the mountains and fields shook.

Just today, the Japanese navy forces defeated the main force of the Japanese pirates in an expedition to Ryuchuan Island. They destroyed more than 500 Japanese boats and killed tens of thousands of enemies.

At this point, the civil wars of the four kingdoms of the heavenly dynasty were devastated, and Kyushu was fixed.

Ye Tianzhan led his army in triumph and galloped into the city. The fluttering sea breeze made his cloak rise high, a silver armor and white helmet reflecting the dazzling cold light under the blue sky, the experience of the prancing horse battle added a bit of military spirit to his gentle and elegant style, and his posture was stern. Qingyue Lingyun.

The soldiers and civilians in Langzhou greeted each other by the road, the cheers of the whole city greeted him with clear eyes, and they all converged into the calm and unrestrained smile.

Pang Yuan followed him, and when he was about to take the horse, he whispered a few words in his ear. Ye Tianzhan looked up and said, "Bring him to see me."

Stepping into the line, Si Weiyun slightly arched his hands, Pang Yuan knew where to go, and stepped back first.

At this time, Ye Tianzhan has changed his battle armor and is wearing a moon-white warrior uniform with tight sleeves. He is sitting in front of the case and reading a few letters. There is a slightly solemn expression under his slightly frowning eyebrows, which is not faded from his body. The combination of killing and cutting makes the room solemn.

Si Weiyun bowed and said, "Master."

Ye Tianzhan raised his head when he heard the sound, his sharp eyes fell on him, and he asked directly: "Why did you come to Langzhou? What happened in the palace?"

Si Weiyun believed in the letter entrusted by the queen and said four words: "The secret decree of the central palace."

Ye Tianzhan opened the letter and read it, his eyes flashed between the familiar handwriting, and when he turned his wrist, he stood up before the case and paced with his hand.

Two completely different letters, one is mournful in wording, relying on each other's begging, and can only be seen with pity and pity; the other is sharp, the paper is calm, and the hook and the drawing are very similar to his brother's handwriting. They all wanted him to return to Tiandu as soon as possible, but they were sent by different people with completely different purposes.

Under one stroke, two times, which is true and false? Even if the latter is true, where does it really go? If the Feng family had set a trap, and if the emperor still didn't worry about him, he would be gambled with his life. Who can he trust?

Si Weiyun watched every expression on King Zhan's face, and saw him suddenly turning his head and asking, "How is the emperor now?"

Si Weiyun slowly said: "When the minister left Tiandu, the emperor was in critical condition and was still in a coma."

A sharp luster flashed through Ye Tianzhan's eyes, and Zhan Zhan Mingbo sank into a deep ice pool, unfathomable. Under the bright light of the room, he was upright and shaped like an unsheathed sword, and his hands behind his back clenched involuntarily, almost forcing the pale color between the knuckles, and the dark blue blood was clear, making the hands reveal a kind of The firm strength seemed to crush something in the meantime.

Si Weiyun looked at King Zhan silently. At this moment, this is the prince who is under one person and over ten thousand people. He can lead soldiers to **** him, he can also watch from the sidelines, and can even take advantage of the victory of the East China Sea to support the soldiers and stand on their own. Several people in the world can stop him. Edge? Everything is between his thoughts, including his life and death.

Before coming to Langzhou, Si Weiyun knew the dangers of this trip. No one dared to affirm the reaction of King Cham. How sure is the Queen's risky move?

Thousands of thoughts flew by, but there was only a moment before my eyes. When Ye Tianzhan turned his head, he was looking at Shang Si Weiyun's gaze, and his heart suddenly moved. The visitor was Si Weiyun, and he couldn't find a second person more upright than him, and sometimes even the emperor could do nothing about him. Whether it is the emperor or the Feng family, if there is another plan, it is impossible for such a rigorous and straightforward person to come. However, she sent Si Weiyun.

While staring at each other in silence, Si Weiyun suddenly saw Wang Zhan's lips curling up with a sharp smile.

The eyes are like stars, the temples are cut, and a smile is like a breeze.

In the Wutai Hall, the Xibian Hall, which was usually used as a place for the emperor to practice martial arts, closed the door of the open-carved hall, blocking the light and warmth outside the hall, and the sound of swords and swords kept coming from inside.

Yan Xi did not dare to enter the hall, and was extremely anxious outside the door, begging hard, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, please rest for a while, Your Majesty..."

There was no response from the hall, Yan Xi was helpless, and was so anxious that he suddenly heard someone behind him say: "Yan Xi, you go down first, here is me."

Yan Xi turned his head, knowing when the queen was standing behind him, his eyes seemed to quietly look into the hall through the delicate hollow carvings on the ebony wood, her eyebrows drew slightly, and traces of sorrow were traced.

"Manny."

"Go." Qing Chen waved his hand gently, and Yan Xi had to bow his head and step back. Qing Chen slowly stepped up to the last level of the hall. He did not ask Ye Tianling to open the door like Yan Xi did. He just stood in front of the door and said softly: "Four brother, I'm waiting for you outside."

After that, she slowly sat down leaning on the tall hall door, the voice in the hall paused for a moment, and then continued. Qing Chen hugged her knees and looked up at the clear sky in front of her. The light golden sunlight was shining down on the ends of her clothes. The sound of the wind was silent all around, only the interrupted sword whistling from the main hall came from time to time, each of them seemed to cross her heart, making her feel unspeakable pain.

In just a few days, his body didn't regain his vitality at all, and he was afraid that it would be difficult for an ordinary person to wake up. He actually braced himself to stand up and held the sword in his hand again. How did he do that? What kind of power is hidden in the almost destroyed body? Listening to the sound of the long sword landing, Qing Chen tried to stand up several times to stop him, but kept enduring it. She knew his pride and didn't want anyone to see it when she was embarrassed, not even her. Sympathy and compassion, he does not need. I have always been this arrogant, unwilling to give up, unwilling to lower my head, always stronger than others, it doesn't matter if I bleed or sweat.

Incline to the west, cast a long shadow in front of the temple. When Qing Chen felt that she was going to be unable to survive, a soft noise came from behind. When she heard the sound, she turned her head, Ye Tianling stood there holding the gate of the palace, still holding a long sword with a dazzling light in her hand.

"Fourth brother!" Qing Chen hurried forward, his azure gown on the tentacle was soaked in water, soaking inside and out. He held her hand to breathe slightly, but the corner of his lips curled up with an arrogant smile, like that sword's edge, extremely cold.

Qing Chen helped him sit down in front of the steps. When the sword in his hand was loosened, he lay down on his back on the flat bluestone floor of the hall, closing his eyes slightly, and without saying a word for a long time, his chest was undulating, and sweat dripped down quickly. A dark color was bleed on the smooth ground. Qing Chen held his hand, his slender fingers trembled slightly, but he held her with a violent force. Qing Chen said softly: "Four brother, if you are in such a hurry, you will hurt your meridians, but you will not reach it quickly. You have to take it slowly." As he said, he gently pressed the acupuncture points on his arm to relax him. Stiff muscles due to excessive tension.

The bottom of Ye Tianling's hand was loose. At this time, he slowed down, turned to look at her, and whispered: "If I can't even hold the sword, how can I protect you?"

In a word, Qing Chen was filled with distress and worry, and there seemed to be something stuck in his throat, unable to speak for a while. She hurriedly turned her head to the side, only to feel the calm temperature in the palm of his hand, as calm and warm every night he sleeps in a hug.

Hold your hand and grow old with him.

In the wind and rain, between life and death, no one has ever let go of anyone's hand. It seems that it can be like this until the earth is old, the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, and the sea is turned into a mulberry field, and thousands of years are turned into clouds.

"As long as you are good, then I won't be afraid of anything." Qing Chen said in a very low voice, Ye Tianling suddenly sighed, and slowly covered her hand on her face, and her cold lips crossed her soft The palm is deeply imprinted on the bottom of her heart.

Qing Chen sat beside him, quietly listening to his breathing, smiling gently. After a while, I remembered something and said, "Fourth brother, I forgot to tell you, there is a good news from Langzhou today, we won in the end."

Ye Tianling seemed to have anticipated the East China Sea victory, and was not very surprised. He only smiled slowly: "The Seventh Brother really did not disappoint."

Qing Chen smiled and said: "In two days, he will be gone."

Ye Tianling stood up and looked at her deeply, a faint light flashed across his eyes like Mo Yu: "Qing'er, in any case, I won't let you face such wind and waves alone."